Section XV

Three days later.

Qingting grassland.

In the middle of the Azure River.

Persian Wugong sat on the side of the chess scale, drinking a glass of wine slowly, but his eyes were fixed on Wu Ming, who was sitting opposite him.

The chessboard rested on the deck of the warship, and the waves below were rolling, but it did not move, it was made of iron. The cold wind is blowing, the waves are bursting, and from the bow of the ship, the iron armor is forested, and the swords and guns are like a forest. The floating clouds in the sky were also swept away a little by the murderous aura, revealing the blue sky. The glass of wine was as red as blood, and slowly trickled into his mouth, leaving not a single wisp left. He slammed his mouth, put the cup on the chessboard, and said with a smile: "Lord Wu, the star is like a son, and the world is like chess." As a handsome person, you should be indifferent to the world and see through life and death. Even if you win, you will inevitably not be martial. ”

Wu Mingpan sat opposite him, his hands around the dantian, and he made a gesture of contemplating the mind. He said silently in his heart: "Rest your mind and rest your thoughts, you must let go of all the six dusts and all the fates, don't think about good and evil things, don't think about the past and the future, intuitively think about the present, longing for the rise and fall of the coming and going, don't cling to him, don't follow him, don't cut him off, just watch carefully." When I forget it, I don't know where to go, but I turn around and look at it again, and I still see it. If you can't think of it, just look at it, and you will be proficient for a long time, and if you see that a thought does not arise, it will correspond to the Prajna......"

Wu Ming can recite this inner family contemplative mantra at the age of five, recite it backwards at the age of seven, and comprehend it at the age of nine. Every time the appearance is varied, the demons in the heart gradually rise, as long as the mind is silent, you can be clear and clean, and the dust is not visible. But today he meditated no less than ten times, and his heart was still up and down, and it was really difficult for his heart to stop water. He wiped the sweat from his face, sighed and said, "Wu Gong is very right, it seems that I am going to lose this game of chess today." ”

Wu Gong poured a glass of wine comfortably, slowly put it to his lips, and said with a smile: "If you forget your heart, you don't know it, when you are vain, your heart is empty, Wandesi is endless, and your heart is wonderful." There are similarities between the way of arms and the way of martial arts, and if Lord Wu can see through the true meaning, he will definitely be able to accumulate a lot of money and enter the ninth order overnight. ”

Although he is not tall and slightly short and fat, he sits there and talks eloquently, but he is imposing, and he has a bearing of Yue Zhiyuan. Wu Ming secretly praised in his heart, the two princes of Persia, one literary and one martial, and the Duke of Wen and himself are on the same side, so I won't say much for the time being. This Wu Gong just looked at the conversation, and knew that he was not a brave man, and he was able to escape from his hands four years ago, and it seemed that there was really some luck. It's just that the Guards Battalion is about to start a decisive battle with the Zhongxi Iron Cavalry, but this guy wants to pull himself to play chess, Rao is Wu Ming wants to break his head, and I don't know what madness this god has.

"Woo-woo-woo-"

The desolate sound of the horn lengthened the tone, wrapped in the cold wind that echoed over the grassland, and the whole grassland became even more desolate.

Since his mind couldn't be calm, Wu Ming stopped pretentious, and his gaze crossed the river and looked at the battlefield opposite. The cavalry of the Guards Battalion was slightly replenished in Shuanghui, and now it adds up to nearly 20,000, and this time it is almost overwhelming. In the bitter winter wind, they lined up in a huge arrow formation. That is, the attack power of the eight formations, the strongest ability to peck through the arrow array. And Jian Feiyang stood at the arrow without hesitation.

Cavalry is no better than infantry in battle, and it is necessary to convey orders at high speed. The main general can only lead the cavalry to charge, so that he can do it like an arm. And the Blade Formation is the main offensive formation, if you want to give full play to that pecking ability, the main general should be even more benevolent.

Zhou Ji pulled the somewhat anxious war horse, glanced at Jian Feiyang, who was not speechless, and whispered: "My lord, this time the commander is not in the formation, you still choose the Arrow Formation, isn't it too ......?"

Jian Feiyang looked at the black and oppressive Chinese and Western cavalry in the distance, and said with a smile: "Xiao Zhou, the commander is the commander after all, and now he is the general of Zhenxi, and his position in the future may be higher, and it is impossible to fight in front of every battle." In this decisive battle, although the enemy was more than twice as large as ours, the morale of our army was more than three times lower. What's more, the commander is even more wonderful, even if those Persians break their promise and don't come to help, the collapse of China and the West is a foregone conclusion, you just put your heart in your stomach, and invite me to eat and drink when the war is over. ”

Seeing that Zhou Ji was waiting to say more, Jian Feiyang pulled down his mask and hummed: "Don't say more, there is no second heart in the battle, otherwise you will be defeated, prepare to charge." ”

Zhou Ji's heart sank, and he answered, "Yes." He hurriedly conveyed the order to prepare for the charge.

The sound of the horn was endless, rising into the sky and reaching the sky.

The huge cavalry charge formation of the Southern Han Dynasty slowly moved.

Wu Ming looked at the white clouds in the sky, and then looked at the sun that was so frightened that he was running in the clouds, and exhaled softly. At this time, he vaguely understood that the war broke out suddenly, and this martial artist invited him to come to Jiangxin to play chess, which seemed absurd, but it was really a wonderful move. After the assassination of Esther, the alliance between the Southern Han and Persia was best known to himself and Duke Wu, and even the imperial court was kept in the dark. Such a promise is not an exaggeration to say that it is comparable to paper thinness. In this way, the Guards Battalion always had to guard against Persia, and it was inevitable that they would have scruples. In such a situation, Wu Ming was not at ease with the decisive battle between China and the West.

He withdrew his gaze from the distant battlefield and landed on the soldiers of the Guards Battalion around him. Although Ge Yi had to cooperate with Jian Feiyang to charge with the army, he also knew the power of the Persian Wugong. This time, Wu Ming brought a total of two Shi, and the ten people on the deck were led by Li Yu, most of them were in the fourth stage, and they were more proficient in the way of joint attack, and they were the elite of the elite of the guard battalion. Ten men unsheathed their swords together, like iron stakes nailed to the deck, and did not move. Surrounding Wu Ming and Wu Gong in the middle has a hidden meaning of protection. Not only that, but the other even controlled the warship elsewhere.

This martial artist is called playing chess, but there is no one on the ship, but he let himself fall under the control of the Southern Han Dynasty, and it seems that he also saw this, so he used himself as a hostage to win the trust of the Southern Han Dynasty. Thinking of this, although Wu Ming didn't say anything, his heart was full of admiration. He also poured a glass of wine and said slowly: "Wu Gong's words are also wrong. In the floating world of life, there are a few people who can see through life and death. Even if the Deadwood National Master was approaching, he had sent people to seize the blood ginseng. It can be seen that the so-called jumping out of the red dust is just self-deception. ”

Wu Gong shook his head, not knowing whether to deny Wu Ming's words or something else. But he didn't say much, just said: "Lord Wu, the battle situation is about to begin, let's not be willing to be behind, take the country as a chess, and taste the world and the war situation, wouldn't it be happy." Speaking of this, he stretched out his hand and said: "Lord Wu is a guest from afar, you should be red first, please." ”

By doing this, it seems that the Persian Wugong really wanted to form an alliance with the imperial court. It's no wonder that they and Nanban have an inextricable feud. Without a choice, naturally you can't offend the Southern Han Dynasty anymore. In this case, the defeat of China and the West in this war is certain.

Thinking of this, Wu Ming put away his feelings of gain and loss, grabbed a red phase, and gently slammed it: "Phase three into five." ”