readx;? Chapter 10: The Tempest (1)

At this time, the rise of the Han clan in Jizhou was not long, and the children of the clan had just begun to marry the Yelu clan, and they could not claim to be pure-blooded Khitans for the time being. Pen ~ fun ~ pavilion www.biquge.info so when Han Kuangmei heard Zheng Ziming's words, she was immediately red with shame. He opened his throat and shouted, "The thief dares to insult me!", twisted the gun and stabbed it.

"Dang!" Zheng Ziming whipped up and smashed the spear to the side. Then the wheel arm stepped up, and Mount Tai pressed the top. "A man must first humiliate himself, and then he will be humiliated by others!"

"Dangchang!" There was another loud bang, and Han Kuangmei withdrew her gun to block before the steel whip hit her, which was able to block the falling of the steel whip. His arms were so sore and numb that his legs involuntarily retreated quickly, "Kick, kick......"

"Protect the general!" the surrounding Han soldiers shouted and rushed up, blocking Zheng Ziming and preventing him from taking advantage of the victory to pursue. Seeing this, Xiang Yong, who followed Zheng Ziming to kill together, also let out a loud shout in his mouth, rushed forward, and fought with the Han family's own soldiers.

The two sides went back and forth on the narrow and slippery mountain road, and in the blink of an eye, seven or eight people fell to the ground. Before they could distinguish between them, the surrounding scenery suddenly darkened, but the few pieces of clothes that had been set on fire had burned to the end, and could no longer provide any light.

"Brothers, move closer to me!" Zheng Ziming whipped a Youzhou soldier down, striding back with his legs, and shouting loudly at the same time. He has great strength and heavy weapons, and he is most likely to cause accidental injuries in dark environments. Therefore, you can only retreat first, so as not to hurt your own robes.

"Brothers, listen to my orders, retreat, follow my voice and retreat!" Ten paces away in the night, Han Kuangmei's voice also sounded closely, and the choice made in a hurry was no different from Zheng Ziming.

The soldiers on both sides gave up the inseparable melee and strode closer to each other. In the blink of an eye, they disengaged from each other. "Click!" "Click!" two flint knocks rang out, invariably in unison. Zheng Ziming held the whip in one hand and the fire fold in the other, raised his eyes to search, and just saw Han Kuangmei's moving eyes.

"I am the hero of the Great Liao Push Loyalty Deed Luck Xuanli, the son of Han Zhigu, the left servant of Shangshu, and Han Kuangmei, the commander of Yanjing, dare to ask the general on the other side of the commanding name!" Han Kuangmei quickly stuffed the fire fold to his cronies, put his hands together, and took the initiative to salute Zheng Ziming.

After a short fight just now, the arrogance in his heart disappeared. Instead, it is a little sympathy for the opponent.

Zheng Ziming fought for half a night, and ran seven or eight miles of mountain roads in the wind and snow to rescue Guo Xin, and at this moment he had already become the end of the crossbow. Seeing that the opponent did not immediately re-attack, his heart was suddenly relieved. Hurriedly pretended to be a good look, handed over the fire fold to the Xiang Yong beside him, and returned the salute with a smile: "Don't be expensive, the surname is Zheng, the name is En, and the words are clear." The old folks will not give up, and they will set up a village here to prevent thieves!"

"Are you Zheng Ziming?" Han Kuangmei was shocked, frowning and looking the other party up and down, as if she was afraid of recognizing the wrong person.

"Exactly!" Zheng Ziming responded with a smile. While taking the opportunity to adjust his breathing and regain his strength, he carefully looked at the enemy general on the opposite side. I saw that this person was straight, his face was white, and between his eyebrows, he was vaguely similar to Han Jing. Thinking of the name and surname that this person had previously reported, Han Kuangmei, suddenly, there was a nameless karmic fire, and it surged into my heart.

is Han Kuangsi's younger brother, a brother who is very close in blood, and may be a compatriot. Last year, Han Kuangsi personally killed his own daughter Han Jing in order to curry favor with the Khitans, and this year, his younger brother personally led troops into the Central Plains in order to curry favor with the Khitans!

"I know your background!" Seeing that Zheng Ziming's gaze suddenly became extremely cold, Han Kuangmei was startled, and quickly shrank her body behind the guard, and at the same time quietly clenched the spear in her hand, "With your bloodline and ability, why send someone under the fence to be a five-grade official?"

Today, he went to Ma Yanxu's camp to support his nephew, and went into the mountain overnight. He took with him only one brother from the head of the camp, and most of them were scattered along the way. And after the fight just now, he found that Zheng Ziming's skills were on par with him, and the townspeople around him were far from the ordinary farmers he imagined. Therefore, it is better not to fight with each other immediately, or not to fight.

Unexpectedly, this provocative phrase containing poison did not have the desired effect at all. Zheng Ziming didn't seem to be too lazy to think about it, so he immediately shook his head and responded with a sneer, "Zheng heard that people are not animals, and they don't need to be famous. As for what kind of official he is, how many grades and how many levels, Zheng has never taken it to heart. But you, with your father, son, and brother's ability, wouldn't it be a pity?"

As the so-called family members know their own affairs, Zheng Ziming's side has more villagers than the other party, but they are all tired soldiers who have been fighting for most of the night. If he really wants to fight hard, he himself may be able to kill Han Kuangmei first and then fight bloodily, and the brothers under his command may have to bury at least half of them. So since the other party wants to fight a "war of words" first, of course he is happy to accompany him.

"What's the pity? Han is the military envoy of Yanjing, his father was the left servant of Shangshu when he was alive, his brother has become the privy envoy of the Southern Yuan, and the other brothers are also in official positions in Liaoguo!" Sure enough, Han Kuangmei was sneered and shook his head, which made his heart fire again, his eyes widened, and he emphasized loudly.

"Isn't it a pity that a good man is willing to be an eagle dog of an alien race?" Zheng Ziming sneered and slowly raised the steel whip in his hand.

"Hahaha......" Guo Xin covered his shoulders with his hands, smiling with tears on his face. Although Zhongxiang Yong only listened to it and didn't understand, he also knew that his General Zheng had the upper hand, and immediately followed Guo Xin's appearance, looking up to the sky and laughing, "Hahahaha, hahahahaha, hahahahaha......"

In an instant, the sound of laughter suppressed the night wind and reverberated back and forth between the mountains.

"Thief, dare to insult my general!" Han Kuangmei's cronies around him were annoyed by laughter, and they bent their bows and arrows, trying to shoot Zheng Ziming to death. The villagers around Zheng Ziming immediately returned the color with bows and arrows without hesitation. Both sides fired at each other at close range, and in an instant, more than a dozen fell. The rest of the people tried to protect their vital points with their weapons, but they kept retreating, widening the distance between them.

Coincidentally, both sides extinguished the fire in their hands, making it impossible for the opponent's feather arrows to be aimed. Immediately, this section of the mountain road was completely darkened. When the feather arrows in the sky slowly thinned out, the fire folds were ignited by both sides one after another. Zheng Ziming held a steel whip in his hand, and his eyebrows were angry. More than forty steps away, Han Kuangmei's chest rose and fell, but she no longer had the courage to attack.

On equal footing, no one can help anyone. This is the reality that he finally fully recognized after paying more than a dozen of his subordinates' lives. However, it doesn't matter, the soldiers and horses of the Great Liao State have officially gone south, and just following him, there are two entire armies and more than 20 battalion heads at his disposal. Endure it for a while tonight, and when the sun comes out tomorrow, you will definitely make the other party repay it twice.

Thinking of this, Han Kuangmei forcibly suppressed the anger in her heart, and said with a sneer: "After General Zheng is worthy of being the emperor, he is not only skilled, but also very good at his skills. I only hope that the soldiers and horses under your command are as capable as you. ”

"Awards, awards. The brothers' abilities are similar to mine, and doing other things may not be materials, killing a few robbers is just enough!" Zheng Ziming raised his eyebrows slightly and responded loudly.

As far as I know, the internal turmoil in Han has not yet been settled, and several available troops are now stumbling on the other side of the river. Han Kuangmei was so blocked that she felt uncomfortable, bit it, and simply put her own troops as a threat.

"The old land of Yan Zhao has been a generous man since ancient times. Zheng Ziming glanced at him and responded indifferently. It was as if there were thousands of troops standing in the body.