Chapter 32: The Shadow Rakshasa of Evil

People are sleepy and tired, they have been fighting for a day and night, only half of the more than 1,000 people are alive, and they are still injured, Li Zhen shook his head with a wry smile, he couldn't imagine that he would taste such a hardship after having thousands of troops and horses. The 2,000 forbidden troops led by Wen Ziyan and the more than 1,000 forbidden troops led by Pei Yun are among the most elite troops in Dayong, all of them are brave and good at fighting. Wen Ziyan has an advantage in terms of troops, and the marching speed is faster than that of King Yong, plus Wen Ziyan's command in addition to the two thousand forbidden troops There are also fifty female swordsmen of Fengyimen, these female swordsmen are all strong martial arts and are not afraid of death, although they are women, but they are proficient in swordsmanship, good at bow and horse, although they are not good at frontal attack, but they cooperate with the forbidden warriors to shoot with bows and arrows on the periphery, and after the two armies approach, they can use superb swordsmanship and riding skills to assassinate the masters and generals under the command of King Yong, These female swordsmen originally had a sword in their hands, which could easily pierce the armor of the Dayong soldiers, so they caused a lot of losses to the Yongwang king. And Li Zhen's subordinates are either only good at battlefield fighting, or they are only good at martial arts skills, which are much inferior to these elusive female swordsmen on the battlefield. If it weren't for Li Zhen's excellent command to resist, I am afraid that he would have been besieged and killed by Wen Ziyan.

Li Zhen looked back at the smoke and dust in the distance, and sighed again, the master of Fengyi Sect is really extraordinary, the women's army she trained is really peerless, even the archer cavalry of the northern barbarians may not be so powerful, he has always been conceited and good at training, but he has never thought of training such a light cavalry. Of course, the cost of such training is too high, but it can definitely be a terrifying iron horseman. And Wen Ziyan, the female Rakshasa who gave Li Zhen the most headache, made Li Zhen even more amazed, although when he intercepted King Yong's breakthrough, Wen Ziyan's performance was unsatisfactory. Maybe it's because although Wen Ziyan is responsible for training these female swordsmen, it is not Wen Ziyan who trains these female swordsmen into an army. However, Li Zhen had to admire Wen Ziyan's ability, from the initial rush to the current command, if Wen Ziyan had led the army to fight earlier, he might have become a number of famous generals.

Li Zhen couldn't help but think that the master of Fengyi really chose the wrong path, if she wasn't committed to mastering the government and the harem at the beginning, then with Wen Ziyan and these female swordsmen, Dayong might have a women's army that shocked the world. Although that path is bound to be bumpy and tortuous, it will be a brighter one.

After sharing the little dry food left with his subordinates, Li Zhen got on his horse again and said in a loud voice: "Hurry up again, if we can cross Kuyun Ridge, then we can intercept the pursuit of the rebels, and we can join the reinforcements." Although he said this, Li Zhen was very worried in his heart, and Wen Ziyan led the army to intercept it in a roundabout way, forcing Li Zhen not to move in the direction of his own guards. If this continues, Li Zhen thought to himself, his head may become a gift to the crown prince. A look of resentment flashed in Pei Yun's eyes beside him, but the carefully trained army was killed by the female swordsmen of Fengyi Sect, although there was a factor of insufficient troops, but it still made him lose face.

Everyone galloped for a while, the front has seen a steep hill, everyone has raised their vigilance, yesterday they had been here, but unfortunately was stopped by the smell of purple smoke, and finally had to turn around and break through, this time they used all kinds of methods to cover up the traces, divide the troops to lure the enemy, this is here again, as long as it is here, then the next seventy miles of the road are hilly and ancient roads, as long as the dead are left to ambush and break off, then it can be guaranteed that King Yong returns to the protection of the guards. No matter how powerful those pursuers are, they can't harm King Yong in an army of tens of thousands.

Looking at the mountains in front, Li Zhen waved his hand, and the two masters with the best light body kung fu dismounted, flying up the mountain like apes, their figures just disappeared from everyone's eyes, a loud cry came, Li Zhen and others immediately tightened their weapons, and a woman in Tsing Yi riding a horse appeared on the mountain, although her appearance was mediocre, but the spirit of being proud of the world made this woman have a distinct image in the eyes of everyone. The first disciple of the Fengyi Sect is really not ordinary.

Wen Ziyan stepped forward, and behind her, more than forty white-clothed women rode forward and stopped on her left and right wings. Wen Ziyan said loudly: "Li Zhen, I had long expected that you would come back here, so no matter how you divided your troops and lured each other, this seat still rushed here in advance, and now you have reached the realm of death, and you will not get off your horse and be bound, or His Royal Highness the Crown Prince will be benevolent, and will spare your life." ”

Li Zhen sighed and said: "It's a pity that the girl doesn't go to lead the troops to fight, this king admires, but if you want this king's life, you have to rely on your ability, Li An rebelled and rebelled, without a father and a king, you Fengyimen instigated the prince to rebel, it is also an unforgivable crime, if you want the king's head, you can take it yourself." ”

Wen Ziyan laughed loudly, and with a wave of her hand, countless knights poured out from both sides of her, condescending, and rushed straight down, Li Zhen knew that the location was occupied by Li Hanyou, if he was in a hurry to escape now, he could only be pursued by Wen Ziyan's tail, if he resisted with his own life, he would suffer heavy losses, but there was a glimmer of life, if he could block a wave of attacks, then he could also find a chance to get out.

Therefore, Li Zhen pulled out his sword and pointed forward, and said in a loud voice: "I'd rather die than retreat, kill!" "Shouting, take the lead, rush forward, the left and right guards are all hot in their hearts when they see this, and rush forward to cover King Yong. The two strong teams collided together, met in a narrow way, and flesh and blood flew sideways. With his superb command, King Yong finally blocked the first wave of attacks with difficulty. At this time, Pei Yun had already noticed that Wen Ziyan on the mountain ridge was rushing down from the more precipitous place on the right side with the female swordsman of Fengyi Sect, obviously to attack the flank of King Yong. Pei Yun's heart was horizontal, and he said loudly: "Brothers, after I break off, Your Highness will leave quickly." ”

Under Pei Yun's order, more than 300 of the more than 1,000 forbidden troops who had been instructed by Pei Yun in advance broke out with powerful combat power at the same time, blocking the rebels to the death, Li Zhen was slightly stunned, and saw Pei Yun rushing towards Wen Ziyan first. He cried out in regret: "Go! Although he hadn't planned it in advance, King Yong had been on the battlefield for a long time and naturally knew that this was the only opportunity, so he immediately broke his wrist and left the battlefield. Everyone knows that if King Yong can't meet the guards alive, then everyone will be dead, so the remaining forbidden army and some of King Yong's guards will not hesitate to escort King Yong's evacuation.

Wen Ziyan and Pei Yun fought several times, Pei Yun is a Shaolin master, and a battlefield general, at this moment he is not afraid of death, so he actually blocked Wen Ziyan's offensive, and the guards around him and some martial arts masters sent to King Yong's side by various gates also stayed, although they are not good at battlefield battles, but with the courage of blood and energy, they actually blocked the sword and iron hooves of the female swordsman of Fengyimen.

Wen Ziyan's sword light was like a rainbow, and the blade like snow finally found an opportunity to pierce Pei Yun's body, Pei Yun saw that the master of the guards around him was close to collapse, so he no longer dodged, but slashed at Wen Ziyan with a backhand, how easy is it to fight back with the Shaolin young master, Wen Ziyan couldn't dodge, although she was wearing soft armor in her green clothes, she was still cut on her right arm by this knife. But Pei Yun was also stabbed a few times by the female swordsmen of Fengyi Gate who surrounded him, and fell off his horse. Although Wen Ziyan saw that Pei Yun was not dead, he couldn't care about chasing and killing King Yong, so he let out a long roar and led the army to kill the remnants of King Yong.

This chase was unusual, Wen Ziyan galloped his horse desperately, King Yong couldn't get rid of the pursuers anyway, ran for more than 20 miles, the speed of the horses gradually slowed down, Li Zhen's heart was horizontal, and he raised his sword to stab the horse's hips. At this time, the smoke and dust were billowing in front, as if a large team of people were coming, Li Zhen couldn't help but be disheartened, and he was at a loss for a while, but after all, he was a masterpiece, and seeing that the front and rear parties might arrive at the same time, he simply stopped the war horse. Thinking of the two days of fighting, he was already embarrassed, how could Dayong's military god die so embarrassed. He used the plane of the sword as a mirror, tidied up his appearance, and arranged his armor. And the forbidden troops and guards on the left and right were also discouraged, and they all clenched their blades, ready to meet the last moment.

The chasing soldiers who smelled the purple smoke behind gradually approached, and at this time, Li Zhen also saw that the person led by the army in front of him was handsome and incomparable, it was Xiahou Yuanfeng, and the sergeant beside him looked at the armor and seemed to be Qin Yi's subordinates. Li Zhen thought to himself, could it be that Jiang Zhe's plan failed, and the prince had already controlled Qin Yi's army, at this moment, death was imminent, Li Zhen's heart was like water, look left and right, Sima Xiong and Jing Chi were already covered in bruises, and the guards were also described as bleak, their clothes and armor were broken, and they couldn't help laughing: "The eldest husband was born in troubled times, and he should bring a three-foot sword to make immortal achievements; What I want to do today is unsuccessful, but I will die! It's a pity that it has affected you. Everyone cried: "I can go to Huangquan with His Highness, although I am still honored." ”

At this time, the army led by Xiahou Yuanfeng suddenly extended to both sides, forming a two-armed military formation, Li Zhen and the others were stunned, this look, it was not like they wanted to disperse their remnants, but it seemed like they wanted to surround themselves and others, could it be that they wanted to capture them alive. Before Li Zhen could think clearly, Xiahou Yuanfeng's army had already split into two from the middle, crossed over from the two wings of Li Zhen's remnant army, and faced the chasing soldiers who smelled the purple smoke. One side is the strong soldiers and strong horses, and the other side is the end of the strong crossbow, under the touch, the army that smells the purple smoke is surrounded by more than 5,000 people led by Xiahou Yuanfeng.

"Xiahou Yuanfeng!" From the midst of the encirclement, there was a sharp and angry shout of purple smoke.

Li Zhen's expression perked up, although he didn't understand how this could happen, but he immediately understood that at this moment, he had already won the battle.

At this time, some of the soldiers left behind by the reinforcements who rushed to Yongwang came to the horse of King Yong, and a brave general saluted on the horse, and said loudly: "General Qin was ordered by His Majesty to send a large army to look for rescue His Highness, and the last general, Zhang Xiong, led all the way with Xiahou, fortunately met His Highness, the rescue was late, and I ask Your Highness for forgiveness." ”

Li Zhen said happily: "The general doesn't need to be polite, what's going on, you take your time." ”

The general said respectfully: "Last night, Xiahou led the commander to the camp of our army, conveyed His Majesty's secret decree and the general's military order, and said that the prince rebelled, His Royal Highness King Yong was pursued by the rebels, and General Qin Yong passed the military order on behalf of the army, and the army was divided into eight routes to find the whereabouts of His Highness." Please allow Your Highness to send a signal to inform all the people of His Highness's location. ”

Li Zhen thought for a while and said, "You can use the method of sending messages in the army to inform the soldiers from all walks of life to meet in Pingyuan Town." ”

Pingyuan Town is fifteen miles away from the Hunting Palace, which is suitable for setting up a big tent of King Qin's army, and the general's eyes flashed with admiration, and he sent messengers to pass down King Yong's military orders by means of fireworks and beacons.

Li Zhen raised his eyes and looked over, only to see that although Wen Ziyan was trapped, he was even more brave, and the besieging soldiers were killed and injured countless times, and he couldn't help but feel sorry in his heart. Then he said to the general, "Are there friendly troops nearby?" ”

The general also looked at the battlefield with some apprehension, and said in a loud voice: "Your Highness, the Chinese army led by General Qin should be twenty miles away. ”

Li Zhen was overjoyed and said: "Quickly recruit General Qin to come, and after annihilating the rebels, join forces and go to Pingyuan Town." The general hurriedly gave the order to go. Another set of fireworks signals rises into the sky.

After half an hour, Wen Ziyan led the army to break through several times, but they were all blocked by the soldiers, and Xiahou Yuanfeng, with the assistance of the masters under the command of King Yong and the warriors in the army, blocked the edge of Fengyimen with great difficulty. At this moment, they really appreciated the power of Fengyimen, although they were very jealous of Fengyimen's obscenity in the past, but in fact, they despised these women. But Wen Ziyan's brilliant and ruthless swordsmanship made them hover on the edge of life and death all the time.

Although Li Zhen was worried in his heart, but another thing made him very happy in his heart, he sent to rescue the subordinates of the broken soldiers and found that Pei Yun was still alive, although the injury was very serious, but the Shaolin mind was indeed very wonderful, and it actually saved his life.

After a while, seeing that although Fengyi Gate also suffered heavy casualties, but when Wen Ziyan was about to break through successfully, the smoke and dust were billowing in the distance, and the reinforcements led by Qin Yong personally arrived. At this time, Wen Ziyan finally took the lead and broke out of the encirclement.

Xiahou Yuanfeng shook his head helplessly, after a long day of hard fighting, he was finally unable to support it, in order not to die under the Wen Ziyan Sword, he still gave in, which was really beyond his expectations. Although Xiahou Yuanfeng likes to curry favor with both sides, he is better at discerning the situation, from the time of King Yong's breakthrough, he knew that the changes in the situation were no longer under the control of Fengyimen, so under the coercion of Jiang Zhe, coupled with the disappointment of Fengyimen, he quickly decided to take refuge in King Yong. He laughed at himself that although King Yong was more difficult to serve and had to exchange actual merit for official positions and trust, it was at least better than snorting at the people. Since you want to take refuge in King Yong, how to make great achievements as soon as possible is the current priority. Moreover, God blessed that he was the first to find King Yong, and the merit was no better than saving him, Xiahou Yuanfeng was naturally overjoyed, and the annihilation of Wen Ziyan originally seemed to be a reward from God, but the strength of Wen Ziyan and the female swordsman of Fengyi Sect made him hit a big nail.

At this time, Xiahou Yuanfeng finally noticed the reinforcements in the distance, but for him, let these reinforcements go to encircle and suppress the purple smoke, although the credit was snatched away by others, but the credit for consuming the strength of Fengyimen King Yong has already seen it, so he doesn't care, just ordered the siege when Fengyimen broke through the siege, after all, it is not a small credit to wipe out the remaining forbidden army.

From those reinforcements, a black black horse broke away from the military formation and greeted the purple smoke, and the murderous aura that soared into the sky poured out from the young man in military uniform on the horse. Wen Ziyan saw the support army and restrained the war horse, she closed her eyes, and opened them again in a moment, the eyes that had fallen from hope to the abyss of despair had become dull. Those white-clothed Fengyimen female swordsmen who had already been stained red with blood silently sorted out their weapons one by one, and the Fengyimen female swordsmen who had only lost a few people in the previous two days had lost most of them in the bitter battle, their bows and arrows had already been lost, and the power suits they were wearing outside had been shattered and ragged, revealing the black soft armor they were wearing inside, and the swords that could cut gold and jade had also been blunt. But there was not the slightest fear or weakness on their faces.

Wen Ziyan waved his hand to tell those female swordsmen not to move, and stepped forward to meet the man. Just a moment ago, those rebellious forbidden troops had no fighting spirit, Xiahou Yuanfeng rode to King Yong's side, and was about to report, only to see Li Zhen's eyes staring ahead. There, there was not a single soldier within a hundred steps, only Wen Ziyan and Li Shun were confronting each other. Xiahou Yuanfeng smiled slightly, did not speak, and did not take the guarded eyes of King Yong's guards to heart. At this moment, there was no sound on the battlefield except the groans of the dying forbidden army and the neighing of the warhorses that had lost their masters, and almost all of them stood still, staring at the pair of peerless masters who also had terrible names. The evil shadow Li Shun and the bloody hand Rakshasa smell the purple smoke.

All of them had the same thought in their hearts, for such an admirable enemy, let her die in a duel with an opponent of equal strength. Everyone knows that if Wen Ziyan is defeated, then these female swordsmen of Fengyimen will have no power to resist, but if Li Shun is defeated, if no one on King Yong's side can save face, I am afraid that even if Wen Ziyan dies, it will also hit the morale of King Yong's side hard.

At this time, Wen Ziyan smiled slightly, turned over and dismounted, she patted the horse's neck lovingly, drove it away, and looked at Li Shun. Li Shun's clothes had already been broken when he broke through, so he was wearing a military uniform, but he didn't wear armor. His gaze fell on Wen Ziyan, revealing a trace of admiration and deeper resentment. Seeing Wen Ziyan's action, he also floated off his horse and drove away his mount, and the two looked at each other in the autumn wind, and the surging murderous aura rose to the sky.

Just when everyone was shocked by the murderous aura of the two, the two of them had already moved from static to still, their figures were entangled, and the snowy sword light flew vertically and horizontally, and Li Shun's fingers twisted a hosta, and with his ever-changing moves, there was a piercing sound of breaking the sky. The two of them became more and more courageous, and the onlookers could no longer see their figures clearly, this amazing fight did not last long, Wen Ziyan was already an exhausted person, so she did not care about her internal strength and physical strength, and she wanted to achieve results in the shortest possible time, and Li Shun was arrogant, and by fighting with Wen Ziyan, he could also evaluate the other masters of Fengyi Sect that he might face in the future, so he did not use the tactics of avoiding the enemy's edge. The two fought with all their might, but the winner was already determined in dozens of rounds. Wen Ziyan's delicate body fell like a broken kite, although there were some small scars on his body, Li Shun was in high spirits, and by fighting with Wen Ziyan's full strength, he was confident that he could deal with any Fengyi Sect master other than the master of Fengyi Sect.

At this time, Wen Ziyan slowly sat up, blood flowed from under her, but she stood up as if unconsciously, staggeringly, her eyes slowly looked around, and finally fell on Li Shun, whispered something, and then raised her sword and said loudly: "The winner is king, the loser is Kou, Li Shun, I am waiting for you under Jiuquan." After that, the sword was self-exterminated, and a generation of female swordsmen who did not let the eyebrows be buried deep in the loess.

At this time, Qin Yong waved his hand, and more than a thousand archers drew their bows and were ready to start, pointing to the remaining female swordsmen, Qin Yong saluted King Yong from afar, waiting for his order.

The female swordsmen looked at each other, and although they had become almost no normal human emotions due to their hard training and problematic mental methods, this situation still made them know in their hearts that there was no hope of survival, and the shadow of death clearly hung over them. So their respect and obedience to Wen Ziyan became the object of their emulation, they glanced at each other, and at the same time raised their swords to commit suicide, as the bodies of these women fell off the horse, the collapse of Fengyi Gate began.