In a moment, a burlap towel brought a bowl full of sorghum wine and handed it to Mr. Peng with both hands. Mr. Peng first took the wine bowl and sniffed it, and then took a big sip. People here thought that they wanted wine for the sake of the method, but who thought that they would use it for drinking? They all widened their eyes and didn't know what to do.

"Huh!" Peng Shengsheng let out a sigh of relief, "It tastes good, maybe it's your own brew." ”

After he finished speaking, he turned around, ignoring the surprised or embarrassed looks of others, grabbed a handful of black powder on the table and sprinkled it in the wine bowl. I stirred and stirred with my fingers and poured a big mouthful into my mouth.

This time, Mr. Peng did not swallow the wine, but took it in his mouth and sprayed it at the woman! The wine was poured on the woman's head. The woman's eyes were squinted by the cold wine, but after two movements, nothing changed, and she still screamed at the crowd.

Mr. Peng pulled a piece of talisman paper and took two steps backwards to form a sword point. It's not just Mr. Peng's hand kung fu or what spells he used, but seeing that his wrist flicked the talisman paper, he flew straight towards the woman! As soon as the rune paper touched the woman's body, a flame immediately ignited and turned into ashes, but it did not ignite the woman's clothes and hair.

This hand caused another exclamation.

But when she saw that the woman's throat hissing weakened when she ate this trick, she collapsed on the kang as if she had been cramped. Mr. Peng glanced at Huzi, who shook his head lightly at Mr. Peng. Mr. Peng was relieved, and stretched out his hand to stop the relatives and friends of the bitter master who wanted to come forward to check.

"Shhhh Mr. Peng put his index finger between his lips and whispered, "Listen." ”

There was no sound in the room again. Gradually, the sound of Suosuo tickled everyone's ears. The sound was not loud, but it was unusually clear, as if a spring bud had broken through the ground, and it was like a long snake molting its scales.

Mr. Peng shook out two big coins on his cuffs, both of which had the words "Chunhua Yuanbao" in Yang, which turned out to be two ancient coins of the Great Song Dynasty! Mr. Peng shook these two ancient coins into the air, and the two big coins touched lightly in the air, and the sound was like a copper chime, awakening people's spirits! When the woman was aroused by the sound of the money, she rose up and struggled violently. The ark creaked overwhelmingly as the woman struggled.

The woman's face and neck were now bruised, her eyes were as red as sand, and her mouth was splashing with saliva! The wail from the mouth during the struggle is no longer like a human voice, like the movement of a pig killed!

The woman made a sudden effort, and actually brought down the kang cabinet, stretched the rope, turned over from the kang and stood up, like a big ape, and flew towards Mr. Peng. Frightened, the people standing near Mr. Peng all took a few steps back.

Mr. Peng did not dodge or dodge, he stepped forward, raised his arms to support the woman's hands, held copper coins in both hands, and pressed one on the woman's eyebrows and the other on the woman's throat.

The woman seemed to be fixed by the copper coin, and could only stare at Mr. Peng angrily, but could not move.

The woman's pounce was five or six paces away, just between Mr. Peng and Huzi. Huzi reached out and picked up the peachwood sword of Table Mountain, reached out and dipped some cinnabar on the body of the sword, and nailed the sword straight to the woman's waist.

Mr. Peng pressed the finger on the woman's eyebrows to the left and right, and the woman's forehead opened a bloody cut three fingers wide. The blood dripping left the woman's face all over the place!

"Don't kneel yet!" Mr. Peng shouted, and the woman seemed to have been drained of all her strength, and fell to her knees in response to the sound of a crooked voice, and passed out.

Mr. Peng stretched out his hand and pressed the woman's heavenly spirit cover, and there were words in his mouth. With Mr. Peng's voice, there seemed to be a gust of wind in the room with tight doors and windows, and everything in front of everyone's eyes became blurry.

The black python on Mr. Peng's robe seemed to come to life, poking its head into its cuffs, greedily sucking the yin energy that had been passed from Mr. Peng's hands. After a while, Mr. Peng's hand was withdrawn, and the room seemed to be restored to its original state, and the strange python on Mr. Peng's robe seemed to have never moved.

"Bundled." Mr. Peng said.

The tiger rolled a long red rope, wrapped it around the woman's neck, tied it to her hands, and tied the woman's two thumbs together and tied them in a dead knot.

"Master Qi is alive," Huzi said, "this time you ask, wake up." ”

As soon as Huzi's voice fell, the woman woke up leisurely, raised her eyes to look at the crowd, and struggled slightly. When Huzi saw that she moved, he pulled down the rope in his hand. The woman turned around and saw Huzi, shook her neck again, nodded slightly, and opened her mouth to let out a hoarse male voice: "Do you and other villagers know what crime should be committed to kidnapping and insulting the court officials?" ”

Zhang Daxian raised his eyebrows, pointed at the woman and said, "Bold! Wicked, you still dare to speak wildly! Look at this great immortal has accepted you! ”

After that, Zhang Daxian's right hand was bent into a claw and was about to grab the woman's door. Mr. Peng came first with one palm, held the arm of the great immortal, and unloaded the force into his arms.

"Zhang Daxian, you are slow to get angry," Mr. Peng grabbed Zhang Daxian's arm and said, "This unjust soul is not like an ordinary evil spirit, let's ask, if it is really a great crime, it is not too late to kill it, otherwise it is better to kill the evil." Besides, now that it is clinging to the bitter master, it is not appropriate to do it directly. ”

Zhang Daxian tightened his arm twice, and Mr. Peng's hand did not move at all. Zhang Daxian pursed his lips and said, "Mr. Peng is good at kung fu!" Let's talk slowly, okay. ”

Mr. Peng let go of his hand, but a child's voice came from the crowd: "This Zhang Daxian is not ashamed, obviously he has no ability to catch ghosts, but others planted trees but they want to pick peaches, where did such a good thing come from?" ”

The voice is not very like a whisper, but it is so clear that everyone can hear it, and I think it is deliberately said for everyone to hear. Everyone followed the prestige, but it was Xiao Jiu who followed Huzi to "see the world". Mr. Peng glared at Xiao Jiu and said, "Xiao Jiu, don't talk nonsense, Zhang Daxian is a master of the immortal family, and you can't allow a child to accuse you at will!" ”

Mr. Xiao Jiu Peng shrank his neck and stopped talking, but Huzi quietly gave him a thumbs up.

Mr. Peng saw the tiger's small movements but ignored them, and turned to the woman and asked; "You say you're an official of the imperial court, so who are you? What's the last thing you remember? ”

The woman laughed angrily, "Oh, I have been bound and humiliated by you, but do you not know who I am?" What a bold idea! Let's just say it and let you know - I am under the jurisdiction of General Shengjing of the Great Qing Dynasty, the sentry officer of the Jiesheng Mabu Battalion, Song Xiongfang! ”

Huzi pulled the rope and tightened it again, saying, "Don't brag! A small sentinel, you dare to call yourself an official of the imperial court? ”

"You're a good shit guy!" That woman, no, it's Song Xiongfang who is furious! scolded: "Lao Tzu graduated from Tianjin Wubei Academy, first place!" Lord Li Hongzhang personally awarded the medal certificate, and the holy circle was on the list! Why isn't he an official of the imperial court? Now that the country is in crisis, the thieves have committed my Qing Dynasty vassal North Korea, and I defected to the Shengjing Jiesheng Battalion to kill the enemy on the front line! How did you think that humiliation would be at the hands of stupid villagers like you? Now that you have let me go, for your foolish sake, I will not hold you accountable. ”

When everyone heard this, they were a little frightened - didn't they think that this terrible ghost would have such a background? The first place in Tianjin Wubei Academy was completed! Master Li Hongzhang personally taught the book! If this was put in the past, it would be Wu Zhuangyuan! Such a character, the people in this small Guanwaifu City can't think of it, and now they have turned into a powerful ghost and attached to a woman?

"Officer Song, what's the last thing you can remember?" Mr. Peng asked, "Think hard, think of what to say." ”

Song Xiongfang was silent for a while, telling a story.

At that time, the relationship between China and Japan was tense, and there was the Ryukyu incident in front of it, Song Xiongfang and a few classmates summed it up, and went straight to the northeast without thinking too much. After arriving in Shengjing, Song Xiongfang was incorporated into the Shengjing Jiesheng Battalion and received the task of patrolling the subject country of Korea.

In the summer of the twentieth year of Guangxu, the Japanese army led by Oshima Yoshimasa landed in Incheon, North Korea, and under the leadership of the pro-Japanese forces in Korea, they camped north of Chenghuan, and Chenghuan was guarded by the Qing army when they intended to attack. Song Xiongfang was ordered to disrupt the Japanese camp, and the battalion officers responded to the support, and after Song Xiongfang's subordinates shot and killed the Japanese officers, he led a large force to raid the Japanese barracks.

It was midsummer, and after a night of ambush, Song Xiongfang's troops launched a sneak attack at sunrise when the Japanese army was washing, and successfully shot and killed several Japanese officers. Later, there was a bloody battle with the Japanese army who reacted!

In the chaos, the officers and soldiers of a sentry led by Song Xiongfang killed several times the enemy because of their terrain advantage and bloody battles!

But what's the use of that? At this time, there should have been a large army of Qing troops with spears and horses to enter the camp of the Japanese army, but Song Xiongfang looked up, and the hillside was full of Oriental devils charging upwards! The troops led by the battalion officer are gone!

Song Xiongfang fell into despair at that time. The officers and men of his own outpost were led by a person like himself who had received the most advanced military education in the Qing Dynasty, used the most advanced German-style armaments, and most importantly, everyone was a loyal and fearless hero

- Abandoned like that. Without reinforcements, everything is just a scam!

He clearly remembered that the boy who blocked the gun for him was only sixteen years old, and he was promoted to a personal soldier by himself the day before yesterday. The boy's surname was Kim, he was of Korean ethnicity, the eldest son in the family, and had a mother to raise. He's a good man, but no one cares about that on the battlefield, because here you're either dead or I'm dead.

Song Xiongfang came from a military family, but this was the first time he had faced a battlefield that he had heard about countless times from his father's mouth—and it was likely that this would be the last time he would face it.

Is this the battlefield? Song Xiongfang couldn't help but be stunned and thought. But where do all those ideas come from now? This is the battlefield!

"Officer Song, let's withdraw," Song Xiongfang's lieutenant shouted to him amid the sound of gunfire in the sky, "The one surnamed has sold us, and we can only withdraw!" To the south there are our horses. ”

"I can't run!" Song Xiongfang also shouted back, "The east and west sides are surrounded, surrounded by three and one, and the Oriental devils also know the art of war!" When we get on the horse, we are live targets, it is better to rush down the mountain with a thunder bag like Lao Zhao, kill one is enough, kill two and earn! ”

The soldiers under the Song Sentinel account are not fools, they know that they are outcasts. But now it can only be killed! Had to kill! Since there is no way out, it is better to "kill one is enough, kill two to earn one" as Song Sentinel said!

From the dawn to the middle of the day, many people have fallen on this battlefield. Song Xiongfang always felt that the next one should be himself, but the pro-army protected him thoroughly, and he is still alive now.

The bullets were gone, and there were only thirteen or fourteen left in the team of one hundred and twenty people. The Japanese surrounded this handful of wounded remnants.

After running out of bullets and being deeply encircled, the remaining sergeants stopped at Song Xiongfang's signal and gathered together back to back. The little devil also stopped, but he still pointed the muzzle of the black hole at them.

Song Xiongfang sighed: "Brothers, I, Song Xiongfang, may have to explain here with everyone today." ”

After finishing speaking, his expression was full, and he said: "I have been taught by my ancestors since I was a child, and I am determined to make contributions on the battlefield and sacrifice my life for the country. But I don't want to be victimized by traitors, and now that I am under siege, it is enough for you to die with me. There is only one regret, that is, I was not able to see me in my lifetime, the Qing Dynasty, the four sea pirates, and the restoration of all countries to the court. ”

Song Xiongfang's pro-soldiers gasped one by one, and they didn't speak, but they all grasped the hands of the knife and clenched them tighter.

"あなた達の長官と私の対話をさせて (I want to talk to your chief)." Song Xiongfang drew his saber and shouted at the Japanese soldiers in his not very familiar Japanese.

The devils in front of Song Xiong dodged a way, and a man in an officer's uniform walked slowly with a Western knife in his hand. The man stood still in front of the formation, and slowly spoke in a pure official language: "Such a brave general of the Qing State is invited, and the contemptible people praise it, and it is a great honor." ”

"Little devil, I learned Chinese well." Song Xiongfang said mockingly.

"In ancient times, there was a great military strategist in your country, Sun Wu, who once said, 'Knowing oneself and knowing one's opponent, one will not be defeated in a hundred battles,'" Matsushita said, shaking his head, "We have received the grace of His Majesty the Emperor to go on the expedition, so we must naturally do our best to win the war." And it is very necessary to learn the official dialect of the Qing Dynasty. For example, if you look at our baggage, there are not many of them coming across the sea, and the supplies sold to us by your merchants in the Qing Dynasty are an important source of our supplies. You see, a lot of them are military products. ”

Song Xiong exhaled a long breath and said, "I know everything you say. Please stop trying to provoke me with words. I am under the jurisdiction of General Shengjing of the Great Qing Dynasty, the sentry officer of the Mabu Battalion, Song Xiongfang! Please fight with your generals and fight with each other! ”

"You've surprised me." Matsushita said, "You are simply a samurai army. In order to kill you, I sacrificed three times as many soldiers, and those are all soldiers who have been approved by the Emperor! I meant to capture you alive, but now that you want to fight us one last time as a samurai, how can I refuse? ”

As he spoke, Matsushita Zan took out his Western knife and pointed at Song Xiongfang: "Come on, General Song." Let's fight with the means of a samurai. ”

Song Xiongfang didn't answer, but just crossed over his own soldiers, and with a roar of rage, he raised his saber and slashed! At this moment, Song Xiongfang is like a tiger going down the mountain wrapped in a storm! A heavy saber seemed to have turned into a hundred-pound Xuanhua board axe in his hand, and he wanted to smash the Oriental devil in front of him back to his hometown.

On the other hand, Matsushita Zan was secretly shocked: What kind of monster is he facing, he has been fighting for half a day, where did he get such great strength? Two knives collided again, and another heavy blow, and Matsushita Zan was shocked and took two steps back. Looking down at the cracked mouth of his hands, Matsushita Zan gasped - no wonder he couldn't feel his hands anymore.

Matsushita Zan instinctively grabbed the knife and looked up, and the fierce man was shaking his hands slightly at this time. Matsushita Zan's heart is determined: Yes, this person is so brave, probably the so-called return of the light by the Chinese.

However, seeing those bloodshot eyes, Matsushita Zan still felt a chill down his back, if the Qing Dynasty was full of such generals and soldiers, then Japan would have no chance of winning. But Matsushita did not retreat. He told himself that he was an officer of the Emperor, and that the hat on his head representing the status of an officer was an honor bestowed by the Emperor, so how could he flinch in front of the soldiers?

Both of them gasped slightly, and Song Xiongfang once again rushed forward brandishing his saber as if he was going all out. Matsushita Zanya also had enough strength to take the blow of this thousand forces head-on.

But as soon as the two knives collided, Panasonic Zan had a sense of powerlessness. Song Xiongfang was like a swimming snake at this moment, his saber lightly knocked on the Western knife, and immediately turned around and stood close to Matsushita Zan's body!

Panasonic praised this all-out sword, and cut off the opponent's flying braid the moment Song Xiongfang turned around; Song Xiongfang stabbed the enemy in the chest at the moment when Matsushita Zan cut off his braid.

Panasonic Zan's hand grabbed Song Xiongfang's back, but his strength had already flowed out with the blood gushing out of the penetrating wound, and he now relied on Song Xiongfang's support to not fall.

Song Xiongfang whispered in Matsushita Zan's ear: "パナソニックくん (Matsushita-kun), I am a martial champion, 'a soldier's trickery', and you are not as good as me in terms of scheming and martial arts." ”

Song Xiongfang, the woman who was tied to the ground, slowly came back to her senses and said, "Then I heard a gunshot, and my eyes went dark. When I wake up again, I will see you. In this way, I was probably not killed by the gun, and you saved me. But you all have braids, and you are Qing Dynasty nationals! How can I be rescued in North Korea? It doesn't make sense, it doesn't make sense......"