Chapter 19: Ambush on a Rainy Night
Looking at the rain that was gradually weakening outside the broken temple, Helian Tieshu breathed a sigh of relief, Xixia is located in the northwest, and suddenly came to this southern territory, if the weather is sunny, it is fine, but if it has been this kind of rainy weather, it is not a good thing for these Western Xia warriors, who are mostly men from the northwest.
Although the Song Dynasty has always been a weak and bullying appearance for all countries and even the people of the Song Dynasty, but as the head of Yipintang and the general of the Western Xia Kingdom, Helian Tieshu's vision will naturally not be as short-sighted as those who are fighting small people, at least the current Western Xia Kingdom, in the face of the Song Dynasty This behemoth is still very powerless, if it is just a battle in the rivers and lakes, it is fine, but if you really want to touch the bottom line of the Great Song Dynasty, let the other party be ruthless, I am afraid that none of these elite warriors I brought to the south this time will not be able to go back, it is not good, Even he had to explain himself here.
This time to the south, Helian Tieshu has been restraining his subordinates, prohibiting the people of the Song Dynasty, avoiding angering the local government of the Song Dynasty, and even the high-level beggars in one fell swoop, he did not kill the ring, so as not to be besieged by the martial arts people of the Great Song Dynasty.
Yipintang is nominally directly under the management of the Xixia Emperor, but in fact, it was cultivated by the Empress Dowager of the Western Xia, in the Western Xia, even the prime minister has no right to meddle in the affairs of Yipintang, which also creates the arrogant and domineering style of the people in Yipintang, and those who can join the Yipintang of the Western Xia are not good men and women, most of them are notorious characters in the rivers and lakes, just like the four wicked people, unruly, and not everyone has the vision of Helian Tieshu. Not to mention understanding his thoughts.
In the face of the weak Song people, they can't let go of their hands and feet to kill, during this time, it has made some unruly masters very dissatisfied, if it continues, I'm afraid it will be him Helian Tieshu. There is no way to suppress it.
"You must do your best to understand the affairs of the Song Dynasty." Sighing, Helian Tieshu has already made a decision in his heart, the matter of the beggar gang has now come to an end, although it is impossible to completely uproot the first big gang in the Great Song Dynasty, but now the high-level of the beggar gang has been captured by him, as long as these people are brought back to Western Xia, the beggar gang will definitely be greatly injured, and in a short time, let alone against Yipintang. It's already good if you don't just eliminate it.
Although the battle between the rivers and lakes is not as turbulent as the intrigue in the court, it is more cruel and bloody.
"General, the troops who went out to search for the remnants of the beggar gang have returned on time, but the troops of the two generals, Li Haoren and Wang Zongyuan, have not been heard from so far." A warrior came up to Helian Tieshu and bowed.
"Probe!" Helian Tieshu's complexion changed, and the Xixia Yipintang practiced strict militarized management, except for the top masters who were unfettered like the four evildoers, most of them had strict discipline. Now that it has not returned at the appointed time, it is likely that it will not come back.
Helian Tieshu waved his hand a little irritably. There is not much worry about the missing two teams themselves, even if the whole army is wiped out, with the entire Western Xia Kingdom as the backing, it is not difficult to make up for the consumption of these two teams, what really worries Helian Tieshu is the whereabouts of his Yipintang at the moment, I am afraid that it has aroused the vigilance of some people. He has even begun to fight back against Yipintang.
A low sobbing sound sounded in the temple, making Helian Tieshu's already irritable heart even more depressed, and he yelled impatiently at the group of low-crying warriors: "What are you crying for!? At the same time, a trace of doubt also rose in his heart, when did the people of Yipintang have such a deep friendship with each other?
"General. It's a sad breeze! A Western Xia warrior wiped into his arms with difficulty, and at the same time said to Helian Tieshu.
"What!?" Helian Tieshu's complexion changed greatly, the breeze blew, and there was a sudden stinging pain in the corner of his eyes, and the tear glands secreted tears unobeyed, and at the same time, a sense of powerlessness struck, and the original majestic power in the body had a feeling of losing contact, which was a symptom of the sad and crisp breeze.
"Quick, antidote!" Pressing the discomfort in the body, Helian Tieshu roared, reached out and touched his arms, at this moment, the eyebrows suddenly tingled, a warning suddenly came, he couldn't care about detoxification, his body pounced on the spot, and at the same time he reached out and dialed a warrior closest to him behind him, his skill is quite high, even if the poison of the sad breeze in his body, for a moment and a half, the combat power still exists, this power, the Xixia warrior with the strange poison in his body at the moment has no power to resist, and he dances backwards and falls out.
"Tear Pull~"
With the sound of sharp weapons cutting muscles, the Xixia warrior didn't even have time to snort, he was cut by a knife and died on the spot, and with the blockage of the Xixia warrior, Helian Tieshu finally had the opportunity to take out the antidote, endured the unbearable stench, sniffed fiercely, and looked at the person with a calm gaze, but when his eyes touched the person, he was stunned.
Wu Qingying, who had a cold face, held a pair of knives in each hand, and slowly appeared from the sprayed blood, like a rose blooming in the blood, even if it was a high-ranking and accustomed to seeing beautiful Helian Tieshu, at this moment, he couldn't help but be stunned by this woman's appearance, but in the beautiful eyes that should be tender like water, the cold killing intent made Helian Tieshu know that this rose was a rose with thorns.
"Ang~"
With a dragon roar, several Western Xia warriors seemed to be hit by a speeding truck, screaming and flying upside down, a series of terrifying bone shattering sounds came from the air, and the screams of several Western Xia warriors who flew out upside down stopped abruptly, and before they landed, they had already died of anger, and Yan zhòng's deformed body fell to the ground like a rag bag, smashing a powerless Western Xia warrior over.
"Eighteen Palms of the Dragon!?" Helian Tieshu's eyes widened in surprise, although it was only a flash of shock, but he who had several encounters with Qiao Feng still recognized this powerful palm at a glance, but what shocked him was that it was not Qiao Feng, the leader of the beggar gang, who used this trick, but a young man who stood with his hands in his hands and even had a gentle smile on his face.
Isn't the Eighteen Palms of the Dragon Descending Gang a beggar gang mastery that only the beggar gang leader can do? A trace of doubt flashed in Helian Tieshu's eyes, and the famous figures of the Central Plains martial arts in his mind kept flashing, his face changed suddenly, and he looked at Li Xuan and said, "You are Gusu Murong Fu!?" ”
"Good eyesight!" Li Xuan looked at this Western Xia general with a figure similar to Qiao Feng's in slight surprise, and said with a smile on the corner of his mouth: "You are Helian Tieshu!?" As he spoke, he slapped his backpalm, like a fly, smashing the brain of a Xixia master who wanted to take the opportunity to sneak attack like a watermelon.
Helian Tieshu suddenly felt a chill in his heart, his complexion suddenly changed, and he shouted: "Quick, kill all the people of the beggar gang for me!" ”
Although I don't understand why Nan Murong, who has nothing to do with this matter, suddenly intervened, but the Nan Murong in front of him, who gave Helian Tieshu the feeling that he was more dangerous than Qiao Feng, maybe the other party's martial arts may not be better than Qiao Feng, but Qiao Feng acted above board, and his behavior was predictable in a certain way, and Nan Murong, who was smiling in front of him but took someone's life in the blink of an eye, made people unable to guess his inner thoughts, this kind of person, even if he did not have the slightest martial arts, many times, was more terrifying than Qiao Feng, who was famous for his martial arts.
Although it was suddenly plotted, but after all, the sad and crisp breeze is the signboard of Xixia Yipintang, although it was panicked at the beginning, but after all, it was not like the beggar gang who knew nothing, and the person with high skill had already taken advantage of this time to unravel the poison, although he could not immediately recover his full body strength, but killing a few beggar disciples who did not have the slightest power to resist was captured, and several people who were close had already flown to the beggar gang disciples.
Helian Tieshu didn't move, he drew his knife in his hand, and looked at Li Xuan vigilantly, as long as he started to rescue, he would be hit head-on.
But what puzzled Helian Tieshu was that the other party didn't seem to have the slightest intention of rescuing, and still walked towards him unhurriedly, although there were Western Xia warriors blocking him along the way, but no one was his enemy, and what made Helian Tieshu even more terrifying was that the other party had shot so far, so that there was no repetition of a single martial arts, many of which were still familiar to Helian Tieshu, such as the eighteen palms of the beggar gang, the one yang finger of the Duan clan of Dali, and the Pranyo palm of the Shaolin Temple, which is not only the top martial arts, but also the secret of each faction. Now it is displayed in the hands of a person who does not belong to any faction, which has raised Helian Tieshu's jealousy of the Gusu Murong clan by a higher level.
"Could it be that the other party is not here for the beggars?" Looking at Li Xuan, who was not in a hurry and walked towards him at a constant frequency, a doubt rose in Helian Tieshu's heart, but this doubt had just risen, but it was interrupted by a piercing scream, and he couldn't help but say in his heart Damn!
In the stable where the elders and disciples of the beggar gang were imprisoned, a symphony of death sounded at this time, under the night sky, the rain had gradually stopped, and the drizzle of cattle was difficult to cause too much obstruction to the sight, but one by one broke out of the sky with a scorching red knife, but it made the dark night sky of the city a little more bright, but this light represents death!
A Western Xia warrior clutched his throat or heart in pain, and let out a terrible scream, a delicate and delicate figure, but at this moment, it was like a ghost constantly flashing in the dark, and every time he appeared, he would take away the life of a Western Xia warrior.
Another woman!?
Helian Tieshu had no intention of feeling sorry for the death of those masters at this moment, accompanied by the roar of a beggar gang elder, Helian Tieshu knew that the general trend of this trip was gone, but at this moment there was only one thought left in his heart: "Escape!" (To be continued......)