When Xin Qiji was fencing, Xu Ruoxue pulled her sword and stood up, turning into light smoke and standing in the middle of the field.

Xin Qiji's heroic voice sounded.

Drunk and looking at the sword.

Xu Ruoxue stumbled under her feet, and her body fell softly. When he was about to fall into the dust, he folded his waist slightly, and then handed out the sword in his hand and picked it up!

The drunken Taoist shouted: "What a drunken sword!" ”

Dream back to blow the horn company camp.

Xu Ruoxue's feet were light, her body shape changed, like smoke and fog, and the sword in her hand was also faintly hazy, seemingly weak and powerless, but the sword pointed directly at the point.

The little Taoist priest shouted: "What a dream sword!" ”

Eight hundred miles of fire, fifty strings turned over the outside sound, and the battlefield was an autumn soldier.

The sword light of the Blood Sea Sword suddenly exploded, covering the sky and the earth! For a moment, Xu Ruoxue seemed to have countless hands on her body, and each hand stabbed out countless swords at the same time. As far as everyone can see, there is only a sea of swords between heaven and earth!

Dozens of fallen leaves were stimulated by the murderous aura, fell from the branches, fell into the sea of swords, and were torn into countless pieces in an instant, and disappeared completely!

The drunken Taoist opened his mouth wide and said in a daze: "What a round of sword killing!" ”

The horse-made Lu was fast, and the bow was like a thunderbolt.

The Blood Sea Sword slammed into the ground, and then there was a sword roar. The sword is like an arrow, the man is like a dragon, and the sword is used to control the person, and it is slashed in an instant.

The sword flashed, and a big tree slowly fell to the ground.

The little Taoist priest shouted: "What a quick sword!" ”

But the king of the world, won the name before and after his death. Poor white happens!

Xu Ruoxue's body shook and returned to the field. She was in high spirits at this time, and was about to dance wildly with the sword, but suddenly heard the phrase "poor white happened".

She froze, stood in the middle of the field, then let out a long sigh and threw her sword to the ground.

The last sword, but no sword!

There are no more swords to come out of!

When the drunken Taoist and the little Taoist came to their mouths, they snapped back, and then the two sighed in unison.

Xin Qiji sighed: "Poor white happens! ”

His voice choked: "It's happening in vain!" ”

He raised his voice suddenly, and shouted hoarsely, "Is there wine?" Wine comes! ”

No alcohol!

The pride in Xin Qiji's eyes gradually dimmed!

The little Taoist priest only felt a sour look in his eyes, and tears were surging to run out. He forcibly held back, and a flash of inspiration flashed in his mind, and he exclaimed, "There is wine!" ”

He hurriedly ran to the big yellow horse, took out a wine jug from the bag, hurriedly handed it to Xin Qiji, and shouted, "Wine!" ”

Xin Qiji unscrewed the cork and drank heavily.

The wine poured into his mouth with tears. He drank it all together!

A pot of wine is all over in an instant. Xin Qiji closed his eyes.

This gray-haired old man, for a while, his pride was gone. For a while, there is endless grief and indignation, and there is endless desolation!

It was a long moment before he opened his eyes. When I opened my eyes, the endless heroism and endless grief and anger in my eyes disappeared. Handing the flask to the little Taoist, he said, "Thank you! ”

Looking at the indifference on the face of the white-haired old man, the little Taoist priest felt even greater sorrow and pain in his heart.

He would rather this heroic hero cry heartily through wine. I don't want this gray-haired old man to say "thank you" to himself with a flat face.

How many hardships and disappointments have been experienced to make this hero who dared to ride fifty horses and go straight to the camp of 50,000 enemy troops, and now he is such a hero!

I'm a big song!

Several people couldn't bear to be sad and diverted from the topic.

Xin Qiji snorted a few times: "It's so fragrant, drunken Taoist, what are you doing to call the flower chicken, right?" ”

The drunken Taoist smiled: "Okay, okay, it's not me who is drunk and bragging, what I made is called Huaji, which is a must, fragrant but not greasy, crispy and fat in the mouth, and delicious and delicious." ”

The four of them sat around and divided the pheasant.

The taste of the flower chicken is indeed excellent, but the little Taoist priest feels that this mouth is full of deliciousness, but after eating it, there is no taste.

After eating, Xin Qiji said to the drunken Taoist: "Your arrow can hit the frightened pheasant, this archery can be calculated." ”

Drunken Dao was overjoyed: "With my archery skills, how many can you rank in the army back then?" ”

Xin Qiji thought for a while: "It can be ranked in the top five." ”

"Ah, it's only the top five, and I think that my archery skills can be called the best for a while."

Xin Qiji shook his head and smiled: "How can the archery skills practiced in life and death be compared to the archery skills practiced in peacetime?" Your archery skills are already excellent, and you can be called the first army in the Great Song Army. ”

Xu Ruoxue asked: "Then what is my swordsmanship?" ”

Xin Qiji said: "If you talk about the sword of killing, Xu Nuxia, your swordsmanship is superb, even the old man is not as good as it, and he will be the first." ”

"But on the battlefield," Xin Qiji shook his head: "Although your swordsmanship is fierce and murderous, when the two armies face each other, I'm afraid this kind of swordsmanship won't be of great use!" ”

"How so?" Xu Ruoxue said: "I have been besieged several times, and after being able to kill and injure many people, I left unscathed. ”

Xin Qiji laughed and said: "Duels in the rivers and lakes and fighting on the battlefield are completely different things. How many people can fight in the rivers and lakes? But the enemies on the battlefield are often tens of thousands, and they are densely crowded. In that case, how do you move away? Not to mention, you also have to be on guard at all times, there are fast horses around you who suddenly kill, and cold arrows on your head suddenly fly. ”

"On the battlefield, personal martial arts are actually not very important. The important thing is the weapons and armor on your body. What's more, you and your companions cooperate with each other. ”

Xu Ruoxue frowned: "So, after the masters of the rivers and lakes are put on the battlefield, they are not far from ordinary soldiers?" ”

Xin Qiji shook his head: "Of course not." If the masters of the rivers and lakes can wear heavy armor, and then learn to cooperate with each other, supplemented by the killing skills on the battlefield, the effect they can play is far better than that of ordinary soldiers. ”

"What is the difference between the killing technique on the battlefield and the killing technique on the rivers and lakes?" Xu Ruoxue asked for advice.

"The difference is big, the only thing you have to remember on the battlefield is how to kill the enemy in front of you at the lowest cost, with the most effortless method, and the fastest speed. Therefore, all the virtual and flowery things in swordsmanship must be removed. Those used on the battlefield are nothing but a way to die. ”

"Let's do it, you and I will practice against each other."

With a sword in hand, the two looked at each other.

"Be careful." Xin Qiji said. Then he took a deep breath and stabbed his sword out of the ground.

This sword is the simplest sword, and it pierces Xu Ruoxue's throat. It's just that this simplest sword is extremely fast and light.

Even if Xu Ruoxue had been on guard, she was taken aback. Fortunately, she is really good at her body, and as soon as she steps wrong, she dodges this sword. Then connecting the dots under his feet, Xu Ruoxue turned into three plum blossoms with a sword, and stabbed Xin Qiji's chest.

But Xin Qiji's left shoulder sank slightly, but it was stabbed out with a backhand. Xu Ruoxue would have expected that he would not dodge, and wanted to avoid this sword again, but it was too late.

Xin Qiji said, "Got it? ”

"Your sword, the old man can actually dodge. But the old man didn't hide, and he suffered with his left shoulder. After receiving this sword, the old man will naturally be injured. But if the old man was wearing armor, this little injury would not hinder anything at all. But the old man took the opportunity to return your sword, but it will definitely kill you on the spot! No matter how good your swordsmanship is, what is the use of being killed by a sword? ”

"Also, on the battlefield, under normal circumstances, you are surrounded by densely packed enemies in front of you, and behind you on the left and right are densely packed companions, where can you still find room for you to connect your steps? At this point, you'll have to rely on your companions, such as shieldbearers, to help you block the sword. Or spearmen, who attack the enemy first. On the battlefield, never expect to fight alone. ”

As he spoke, Xin Qiji demonstrated sword after sword, explaining while taking out the sword.

Xu Ruoxue listened very carefully.

After a full hour, Xin Qiji put away his sword and asked, "Do you understand?" ”

Xu Ruoxue closed her eyes, thought carefully for a moment, and nodded: "Understood." In a year at most, I will be able to train the sword of killing on the battlefield. ”

"Okay," Xin Qiqi said happily. Then he asked, "Do you know why the old man taught you this?" ”

Xu Ruoxue shook her head.

Xin Qi sighed: "Because the old man is already old. I am sixty and five, and in this life and this life, I am afraid that I will no longer be able to roar and kill the enemy with a sword. ”

Xu Ruoxue exclaimed: "Everyone in Lin'an City now knows that Young Master Han intends to go on a northern expedition. Xin Gong's body is still healthy, and the murderous aura in his sword is still awe-inspiring, are you afraid that you won't have a chance to go to the battlefield again? ”

Xin Qiji smiled bitterly: "The Northern Expedition is a very important matter, and it will take several years to prepare." Besides, although the DPRK and China are discussing it now, whether this matter can succeed or not is still a matter of two words! ”

"The old man is only afraid that he will never have a chance to set foot on his homeland in the north in this life!"

He touched the sword in his hand and sighed: "This sword was killed all the way back to the south with the old man from the north. For more than 40 years, the old man has wiped it every day, only hoping to hold it again and kill it back from the south to the north. ”

He looked at Xu Ruoxue: "Xu Nuxia, you and I are familiar at first sight." If the old man can't fulfill this wish, he will ask someone to entrust this sword to you before he dies. You take this sword, kill it back to the Central Plains, and then bury it in the northern land. This can be regarded as letting the old man's soul return to his homeland! ”

Xu Ruoxue was moved, and her voice was choked: "How can I dare to be so entrusted by Gong Xin?" ”

Xin Qiji laughed and said, "Why can't you stand it?" Although you are a woman, you are the most heroic person the old man has ever seen in his life! You are full of pride, and then you have swordsmanship, this important task belongs to you! ”

"Naturally, the old man still hopes that one day he can kill the enemy side by side with you and drive out the golden dog, so that it will be more enjoyable!"

Xu Ruoxue nodded: "Okay, Gong Xin said this, he will be hungry for Hulu meat, laughing and thirsty for Hun blood!" ”

"Okay, you and I will make up our minds!"

After speaking, Xin Qiji arched his hand: "Everyone, it's not too early. ”

"The old man was trusted by the current Son of Heaven and appointed as the prefect of Zhenjiang. Zhenjiang is on the front line, and the old man is in a hurry to go to the post to do his best. ”

The little Taoist priest hesitated and asked, "The official family summoned Xin Gong, and he wanted to come to Xin Gong to support the Northern Expedition?" ”

Xin Qiji glanced at him and replied, "Naturally." No one in the world knows that I, Xin Youan, am a well-known main battle faction. ”

The little Taoist priest asked: "In front of us, can Gong Xin tell me the truth, if I go on a Northern Expedition in the Great Song Dynasty, what are the odds of victory?" ”

Xin Qiji hesitated for a moment, and finally said: "In front of Young Master Han and the official family, the old man was impassioned and tried his best to say that the Jin Kingdom 'will be chaotic and will perish'. To be honest, the old man has been idle for a long time, and he knows very little about my current Great Song Dynasty and his current Jin Kingdom. ”

"The old man can only say that if my Da Song is still the same Da Song when he returned to the south, and his Dajin is still the Dajin of that year, then the Northern Expedition will win!"

The little Taoist priest asked again: "If the Great Song Dynasty has been peaceful for a long time, it seems to be prosperous on the outside, but there are holes everywhere on the inside." What are the chances of winning the Northern Expedition? ”

Xin Qiji was silent for a moment, and replied: "The husband and soldier, the murder weapon is also; Fighters, danger also. Before the war, who dares to say victory or defeat lightly? All my generation can do is to do our best and do our best to win the greatest chance! ”

The little Taoist priest arched his hand: "The kid asked this, but he felt that the Northern Expedition was related to the survival of the society, and it should not be said lightly, and it should be cautious." ”

"But if Song Jin really goes to war, how can a boy and a boy be subservient to my wife? At that time, the boy will take his wife, follow the Xin Gong Jin Ge Iron Horse, and sweep the mountains and rivers! ”

"Good!" Xin Qiji praised: "I hope that one day, the four of you and I will reunite in front of the battle, each of us will be strong and persistent, and regain my hometown for the Great Song Dynasty, and regain the whole day!" ”

"Everyone, old man farewell!"