Chapter 4 Bingge
Kang Mingyu's two battle spirits are not eager and witty guys. Xiang Yu made a ruined boat, and it was not a problem to play ruthlessly, and Lu Bu took the head of the general among thousands of troops, so he naturally took the bag. In the face of these complicated situations, Kang Mingyu couldn't count on these two guys at all, and he himself had nothing to do except subdue demons and catch ghosts.
Seeing that the master was so distressed, Ma Jia scratched his head and said, "Master, this little white face was hunted down and killed just now, and it stands to reason that the people who chased him should have arrived a long time ago. Since the other party did not appear, I am afraid that there are concerns. I don't think we need to care about the people and horses first, let Zhao Yun take these original defenders to guard the city gate, and our master and apprentice will take these Yuan troops to kill the Ezhou official office. At the end of the day, our master and apprentice also escaped. β
Although Ma Jia has some ill intentions, his analysis of the battle situation is indeed very close to the facts. Originally, Kang Mingyu was still hesitating, but after thinking about it, what his apprentice said was very reasonable: "It's not good, our master and apprentice can escape!"
"Let's go! General Zhao Yun is also with us, and these seven or eight hundred people may not be able to resist the soldiers and horses for long, so let's take them away. Kang Mingyu finally acted decisively, and immediately gave the most straightforward order. In order to demonstrate his deeds, Kang Mingyu took off his armor from the ten thousand households, put it on himself, and waved his army straight to the Ezhou official office with an order.
The poor ten thousand households were possessed by the yin spirit, demented and naked, wearing short clothes, and running wildly with Kang Mingyu's brave and incomparable steps. This group of new annexes of the Han Chinese are all infantry. Ping said that the training was lax, and one by one he was very slack. This time he was rectified by Kang Mingyu, and there was no fear or fear, no pain, fatigue, fatigue and other feelings, and the murderous aura immediately multiplied.
Ezhou City - Night, cold as water.
Horse on the long streetββ
Kang Mingyu took the weakest new army under his command, while Zhao Yun and Ma Jia each led their 500 cowardly Xue army into three ways to kill the Ezhou officials.
Although there were Yuan troops patrolling the night along the way, how could these old and weak men who had not been in battle for a long time be the opponents of the first elite cavalry of Mongolia that was rampant all over the world. Zhao Yun led all the way, although the mace was not very handy, but the martial arts reached Zhao Yun's realm, and any weapon in the world was a nightmare for the enemy when it came to his hands.
Although Zhao Yun could not say that he was submissive to Kang Mingyu, this resurrected military general of the Three Kingdoms wanted to know what kind of achievements he would establish under the command of this new lord.
Call!
A team of night patrol soldiers who came to intercept without knowing whether they were alive or dead, could not stop the way of the cowardly Xue army led by Zhao Yun for even a moment, from beginning to end, a team of nearly 100 people, none of them under Zhao Yun could receive a move. The soldiers led by Zhao Yun had no chance to do anything at all. When Zhao Zilong, who was seven in and seven out of Changbanpo, he was particularly majestic.
And the team led by Ma Jia rushed faster than Zhao Yun's team. In a few breaths, the cavalry, which was like a mad tiger, increased its speed to the peak on the streets and roads of Ezhou City. The ability of the cavalry, no one in the past and present can get out of the right side of the disease. Ma Jia was the first to storm the Ezhou official office.
Dislike yourself, the Qingju ancient sword is a short blade, and it is not very enjoyable. Out of nowhere, Ma Jia got a spear. The soldiers in front of the official office of Ezhou Mansion had not yet figured out where this chaotic army came from, so they were knocked left and right by Ma Jia and swept aside, and their horses were as straight as they were.
Zhang Baiying, the general manager of Ezhou Mansion, sat firmly in the hall, and the guests on the left and right were all officials from Huguang Province, including his boss, Huguang Province Pingzhang Bijachi, Zuo Duyu. Right Cheng, Left Cheng, Governor of Political Affairs, Langzhong, Yuanwailang, Dushi, Pengshi, Huihui Lingshi, Tongshi, Zhiyin, Xuan, and other officials, the highest official in the province was originally the prime minister, but in the Yuan Dynasty, for fear of local weight, each "province" did not have a prime minister. The highest officials in Huguang Province are two Pingzhang.
As the highest official in Huguang Xingzhongshu Province, Bi Yan Chi is naturally at the head and end of the feast, and the other Pingzhang Zuo Duyu is obviously half a level lower than Bi Yan Chi because he is a Han Chinese.
"Lord Bijachi said in front of him that he led the troops to quell the rebellion, his martial arts were prosperous, and his command was well-organized, and our officials in Ezhou were deeply proud of their subordinates. this
Fan specially invited adults to come, since it is the villain's cheapness, and the second is to celebrate the adults. β
Bija was full of beard, tall and strong, and sat in a stable chair, similar to Roshan.
Hearing Zhang Baiying's sycophants, he was obviously very useful in his heart, squinting his eyes, smiling and drinking. didn't take Zhang Baiying seriously at all. And Zhang Baiying also didn't care about Bi Yanchi's disdainful attitude, but worked harder to beat the horse.
Listening to the ugliness of these officials, a young general sat in the middle, just smiling, but his heart was full of contempt.
While everyone was flattering, the young general's inaction made Bi Yanchi feel very unhappy. He laughed violently and said, "Our little General Wang doesn't seem to be interested in this banquet! β
Swept away by Bi Jachi's murderous eyes, the young general, known as General Xiao Wang, smiled slightly, not caring at all. Although he gave himself a Han name, Wang Fulong, he himself was a Mongolian, and he was born in a large Mongolian family, the Yan Timur family. Although Bija is in a high position, he doesn't buy it. He only experienced a few years in Ezhou, and then he would be recruited back to Dadu to serve as a central official, or even lead the army. Therefore, he didn't bother to pat Bijachi's sycophants at all.
's own provocation, the other party just laughed it off. Bijachi was greatly dissatisfied. At this time, he was summoned to sing and performed gracefully. He suppressed his anger, but thought to himself: "Little rabbit, I will always clean up your day in the future." β
When the hall was lively, there was a sudden uproar, Zhang Baiying was afraid that Bi Yanchi would be unhappy in his heart, so he hurriedly shouted and asked: "Is that slave so short-sighted that he dares to make such a noise." See if I don't break your dog's legs!"
Bijachi smiled and said, "Send the troublemaker to the back kitchen, it just so happens that I haven't eaten fresh in a few days." β
At this point, everyone trembled. This rumor that Bi Yanchi likes to eat human flesh has been heard by officials of all sizes in Ezhou. Wang Fulong was slightly stunned, only he felt that something was not quite right. He grew up in the army with the elders of his family since he was a child, and this kind of chaos is obviously an impact of soldiers and horses.
"The one sent to the back kitchen, I think it's your fat pig. β
Wang Fulong was extremely surprised in his heart, he heard the trouble just now, and the sound was still at the door. But the owner of this sentence had already rushed into the hall door. Today, it is said that the Ezhou official office is heavily guarded, and those who come with such speed must be peerless masters.
Ma Jiachong was the fastest, and when the soldiers and horses under his command were still entangled with the soldiers of the Ezhou official office, he had already rushed into the hall with a single sword. His spear and horse were broken and died in the fierce fighting. It can be seen how fierce the short battle from the gate to the outside of the hall was.
Dozens of officials from Huguang Province sat in the middle of the seat, looking at this boy who was less than ten years old, and walked into the hall with a long sword dripping with blood. They were all stunned. Dare to rush into the official office, kill the officials and rebel, is it such a child?
Bi Yan's red eyes tightened, he sneered slightly, and the violent aura on his face became more and more intense. "Lord Zhang, is the garrison of Ezhou Mansion so sparse? Can't even stop a little doll?"
Zhang Baiying was anxious, and cold sweat broke out. If Bi Jachi looks dissatisfied, one day kicks him off the position of governor of Ezhou, his glory and wealth will naturally go without saying, but I am afraid that it will be difficult to keep his family name and life.
Thinking of this, Zhang Baiying hurriedly shouted loudly: "Come on, drag this kid out for me." β
Ma Jia grinned, his eyes swept over the audience, and he thought to himself: "I thought that high-ranking officials, or majestic and extraordinary, were different from ordinary people, but I didn't expect them to look like dogs." He heard the words of Bijachi just now, and thought that this beast was going to cook and eat a living man. Ma Jia's little heart felt angry. "This guy is simply a beast. No wonder the master said that he would kill this fang. β
Zhang Baiying shouted, and several soldiers hurried over. Before they could make a move, Ma Jia looked at each other and smiled, and the long sword was lightly drawn, turning left and right, like a spring breeze, and autumn leaves falling. The soldiers felt a chill in their throats, and they lost all their strength.
As soon as the long sword in Ma Jia's hand moved, Wang Fulong sighed in his heart. Such a fast sword, so plain, a clumsy swordsmanship. Good calm and self-reliant. Ma Jia's swordsmanship is derived from Kang Mingyu's true biography, and there is no fancy sword moves, which is the sharpest murderous swordsmanship.
"You kid still dare to kill, take your life, come here,"
Several of the ten thousand households present here are all military generals, although they did not bring a blade to the banquet today, but they are not afraid of a little doll like Ma Jia. Immediately, someone on the side grabbed the huge dining table and rushed towards Ma Jia.
"Hey, hey, he I'm not that strong!"
Ma Jia grinned, a little black gas in the center of his eyebrows spread rapidly, and there was a fierce momentum on his body that swallowed thousands of miles, like a monstrous wave, rolling up the riverbank. In the face of the enemy, Ma Jia turned his hand and took the green iron away. The toe tapped the ground and flew into the sky, his left hand was cold, and his right hand was blazing, summoning the battle spirit Huo Quai.
Bang! Ma Jia's left and right fists smashed into the two generals respectively, and the domineering vortex true strength of the same source of water and fire broke through the protective true qi of the two generals in one fell swoop, and the unmatched power tore apart layer by layer, and the two generals were instantly smashed into two balls of erosive flesh and bones.
"Is this kid the reincarnation of a demon?"
Ma Jia stood up in one fell swoop and immediately calmed the scene. Several civil officials who were not proficient in martial arts were stimulated by such a bloody scene, and they couldn't help fainting, and several of them were too brave and refused to faint, and the crotch of their pants was already dripping with juice and smelling. His hands and feet trembled, and he begged for mercy indiscriminately.
However, in the face of such a scene, Bijachi's heart was more calm. Gently sent a code to go out, and more than a dozen guards rushed out of the back hall and blocked in front of him.
Ma Jia's young surname is not in his eyes. The long sword pointed diagonally, pointed at Bi Yanchi's nose from afar, and shouted loudly: "A few days ago, you led your troops to kill innocent people, but now you have thought that you will have to pay for the debt with blood?"
Bi Jachi snorted, and said coldly without the slightest emotion: "Are you kidding, little baby? Our Great Yuan Dynasty was established in countless battle formations and killings. Whose ancestors didn't lead troops across thousands of miles and have countless souls under their hands? If blood debts had been paid with blood, we Mongols would have been lost in this world a long time ago. β
Ma Jia is still tender after all, and he put pressure on Bi Yanchi in language, and he has no momentum when he lands. A character like Bijachi, who has rolled in a sea of blood, how could he take a child like Ma Jia to heart. Although Ma Jia seems to be terrible in martial arts, the masters under Bi Yanchi are not eating dry rice for nothing. He believed in Tibetan Buddhism and brought 16 Mongolian lamas with him when he went and went. Before Ma Jia hesitated to speak, there was a loud bang in the hall, and the walls were also shaken out of a huge hole, and a burst of red clouds flew wildly, and there were already sixteen red-clothed lamas in front of Bijachi's eyes.
"Okay! There are masters, just to test the ability of the trail. β
After staying in front of Kang Mingyu for a long time, Ma Jia unconsciously was also contaminated with a bit of fearless arrogance.
"I'll play with you! Where did you learn kung fu so domineering?"
Seeing the confident look on Ma Jia's small face, Wang Fulong also had the idea of trying his skills in his heart. With a slight smile, he stopped in front of the sixteen lamas under Ma Jia and Bijachi.
"Little Taoist, you are not their opponent, these sixteen lamas under Bijachi were specially trained and helped by the Tantric Living Buddha. The combined Heavenly Demon Great Array is infinitely powerful. Even I'm no match, so you'd better take the time to run!"
Wang Fulong had a little love for Ma Jia, so he couldn't help but spread the word to the past and persuade him with good words.
Ma Jia didn't notice Wang Fulong's existence at all. Until Wang Fulong fought in front of him. Ma Jiacai suddenly felt an all-pervasive mental pressure, faintly enveloping all his shooting routes.
looks like he is only seventeen years old, Wang Fulong's appearance does not look extremely good, but he has a faint sense of everyone. The qi on his body did not emit because of this, but Ma Jia already felt that if this person really moved, it would be earth-shattering and earth-shattering.
"You have to try it to find out. Come on!"
Although he feels that he may be a little worse than others, Ma Jia definitely doesn't want to back down. His master Kang Mingyu would not come to the rescue, but Ma Jia was not afraid of this enemy at all.
"Little white face, little Taoist, you are so interesting, so let's do it.1 If you can take me three moves, I will be the master and let you go. If you can't take it, I want you to promise me one condition. β
Ma Jia didn't appreciate it this time, and shouted loudly: "How can you be so wordy, if you want to fight, you will fight!"
Wang Fulong couldn't help but show it, and he was a little funny in his heart: "Why are you such a mother-in-law." However, this little Taoist priest is extraordinary, if he surrenders and sends it to the master, his old man will be happy to receive a good apprentice again. I also have many good mentors. β
Ma Jia naturally didn't know what Wang Fulong thought. With a wrong step, his figure suddenly blurred to the point of being unrecognizable. Wang Fulong suddenly felt a tremendous force forming in front of him. "So fast!"
"What kind of martial arts is this? What a domineering technique. β
Feeling Ma Jia's blow, it was like thunder and lightning in the dark clouds of the high sky. It seems that it can be unleashed with great power at the fingertips. Wang Fulong waved his hand casually, and an incomparably hot internal strength was wrapped around his fist, and it was fiercely wedged into Ma Jia's water and fire cognate formula.
The cathode generates electricity, and the anode generates fire. Water and fire are of the same origin, and the wind and clouds are rising.
Ma Jia's water and fire homology technique is extremely powerful, but he is young and his body has not yet grown, and his physical body cannot withstand the tremendous power of this peerless divine skill at all. Therefore, it can only exert five or six points of power at most. Wang Fulong made a move, Ma Jia only felt that he had come into contact with a huge soldering iron, and said that it was repeatedly entangled, and the two true qi of one ice and one fierce formed a whirlpool, which was dispersed by Wang Fulong with stronger internal force in one fell swoop. The blood in his heart backlashed, and a mouthful of Ma Jiawa's blood spurted out.
"Little Taoist, you can't even take a move from me!
Wang Fulong smiled slightly, leaving a little internal strength. But I was also extremely shocked. "At such an age, with such kung fu, even if he was praised by his master as the first genius of our Mongolian people in the past and present, it seems that he does not have such attainments. The origin of this little Taoist priest is not simple, and I think it is a bit wishful thinking. β
"Nonsense! I'm not going to throw in the towel. β
was defeated in one move, but Ma Jia aroused his fighting spirit. The faint green smoke on his body is the first form of the Four Spirits Exorcism Sword and the prelude to the prelude to the premature correction of the green dragon.
"You're already injured, and using a more aggressive move will only add to the burden on your body. Let's give up. Although Wang Fulong didn't want to introduce Ma Jia to his mentor, he couldn't help but persuade him.
"I-never-no-admit defeat!"
Ma Jia's rare stubbornness also aroused Wang Fulong's arrogance. "In that case, I'll fulfill you! Look at my Qingji True Flame, let you get what you want!"
The cyan flame in Wang Fulong's hand ignited, and he was about to kill Ma Jia in one fell swoop. A huge mace suddenly fell from the sky. Wang Fulong slapped his palm on the mace that rushed towards him, and the two peerless internal forces collided, causing the entire hall to collapse with a bang. β
When Wang Fulong looked at it, he couldn't help but be shocked: "But, are you going to rebel?"
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After the ban on the public version is lifted this time, it will be lifted for a while. I'm trying to write quickly, but don't force me to be so fast-
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