Chapter 99, the chaotic ministers died, and they made great achievements

A face similar to Zhao Zhengli's six points came into view, and Zhao Zhengli's heart was sour, it was a perception that blood was thicker than water.

The woman who cried until the pear blossoms brought the rain was extremely beautiful, and her protruding belly was about eight or nine months pregnant, and the man stepped forward and pulled her onto the horse.

Zhao Liwei looked back, his eyes were full of tenderness, and finally turned his gaze to her high bulging abdomen, and sighed lightly: "It's hard for you and your mother to enter my Zhao family!" ”

After speaking, his eyes became resolute, his left hand pulled the reins to cover himself and his wife, who was pregnant with Liujia, and his right hand exerted his strength, the spear hummed, and shouted: "It is Song Qingyuan who replaces Da Zhou, and I, Zhao Liwei, will also fight my way out." ”

He bore the brunt of the siege with a gun, and after his wife was broken, the two of them were like killing machines, and the flesh and blood flew everywhere they passed, killing thousands of soldiers timidly, and besieged them within a circle of ten zhang.

Zhao Liwei, who has been leading the army all year round, naturally understands that the next step will be to face the long-throw spear, the spear that shoots directly from the sky is the most difficult, he clamps the horse's belly with his legs, and the iron horse seems to understand the master's intention, and rushes away with a long neigh.

The two of them left a galloping remnant in the encirclement, trying to break through before the soldiers threw their spears.

At the same time, the spear full of heaven was like a straight life-seeking ghost fork, and it came straight at the two of them on horseback, and the cold light was shining.

Zhao Liwei's spear rotated closely, blocking several deadly spears, the iron horse galloped, and the ten-zhang encirclement had passed seven or eight, and the closer the spear was, the denser the spear became.

The soldiers saw that the two of them were really protective of their bodies, and they had good marksmanship, so they saw that the iron horse was crazy to "feed" the spear, even if the horse body was protected by iron armor, it could not withstand one stubble after another spear, and the horse's legs and knees were the weakest in running, and they were penetrated thoroughly by a spear.

"咴聿~"

The iron horse neighed and fell, Zhao Liwei broke the reins of the two with a spear, stepped on the back of the horse and performed light skills, stepped on the head of the soldier without a spear and galloped away.

Even the soldiers quickly pulled out their waist knives, and it was completely too late to leave the two of them, and the people who were trampled on were all killed on the spot, blood flew in all directions, splashing the faces of the soldiers around them, and the blood-spattered soldiers were all palpitating and frightened, and the army's heart was disheartened.

Before the troops could react, three or five figures in green shirts came in the distance, and they flashed past the heads of the sergeants in a few steps.

The speed was on par with that Zhao Liwei, and they shouted: "Feng Song Jiedu ordered him to arrest the disobedient and rebellious ministers!" ”

Before the words fell, the man had disappeared.

In a moment, I heard the armored heavy horses galloping in unison, the dust was flying, the earth was shaking, and hundreds of ironclad soldiers and horses were pressed by black, the cold was pressing, and the aura of slaughter was pervasive.

The leader wore the armor, rode a strong iron horse galloping, the iron hooves galloped, the man and the horse were wrapped in the black iron, and the halberd that was almost a foot was easily lifted by him with one hand.

He was different from the hundreds of iron armor behind him in that he wore red armor and hung red robes, and the heavy horses he led were like a group of black devils from purgatory.

The thousands of soldiers suddenly felt chills down their spines, because there was a "Song" flag in the middle of this group of black devils, and they didn't need to think about it to know that they were under the command of Song Qingyuan, the commander of the German army.

The heavy cavalry army is the best at ten thousand troops rushing and killing, comparable to the wild beasts, even the thousands of soldiers covered in armor can't withstand the two heavy cavalry rampage.

If it were in the past, he would not be so frightened, but now it is not what it used to be, because Zhao Liwei, the rebellious minister and thief who assassinated the Great Zhou Emperor earlier, and Song Qingyuan are righteous brothers.

Zhao Liwei finally became the chess piece abandoned by his righteous big brother and the cornerstone of climbing.

The mighty heavy cavalry did not really rush to kill like a brute beast, stopped a hundred steps away, raised his hand and raised the seal of the Song Jiedu envoy to transfer troops and tigers, and said in a majestic voice: "Your Majesty is killed, we are ordered to enter Beijing to pacify the civil and military officials, and you will retreat as soon as possible!" ”

The tone that cannot be refused, revealing naked intimidation, and the cold eyes seem to be about to be crushed when they hear half a word.

The morale of the thousands of armoured troops was sluggish and retreated, because behind the hundreds of heavy cavalry came a large group of infantry armor, and the morale was monstrous, so that the air was distorted, which was the solemn aura condensed by the perennial fighting.

Morale can be transformed when it is properly operated, just like the Xiang army of Qingzhou who knew the state affairs of the army and killed Zhao Zhengli at the beginning, and condensed the morale of the army into a sharp blade, and its terror was not weaker than that of the grandmaster monk.

It is not unreasonable for millions of people to destroy the great master, but the operation of morale needs to be guided by magic, otherwise it will be like a plate of scattered sand, except for bluffing, there is no practical use.

If the morale of the black armor in front of him was condensed by magic, he could destroy these more than 1,000 soldiers in an instant.

The resistance was in vain, and he barely survived.

Thousands of army armor looked at the mighty "thief soldiers and horses" with a complicated expression, and galloped towards the capital.

All the soldiers flashed a common thought: "It's going to change the sky!" ”

The other side.

Zhao Liwei and his wife Ye Qiong traveled hundreds of miles south, breaking through dozens of large and small confrontations, and the husband and wife were mottled with blood and exhausted.

Ye Qiong, who was pregnant with Liujia, was even more miserable, and her high and bulging lower abdomen had a feeling of swelling and tearing, and she couldn't bear to hide it at such a critical juncture.

When Zhao Liwei noticed that it had broken through several times, he only felt that his beloved wife had cold sweat on her forehead, and her face was as pale as paper.

"Little Joan!"

The man couldn't cry, he didn't frown in the face of thousands of troops, and he only sighed lightly when his house was raided, and the coma of his wife who was pregnant with Rokko in front of him made him feel a kind of despair.

In an unknown green mountain jungle, Zhao Liwei, who was covered in blood, hugged his comatose wife Ye Qiong and escaped, his eyes were red and his muscles were swollen.

He has only one purpose, to find the village doctor and save his beloved wife and the unborn child.

The light work was unprecedentedly fast under his eagerness, a few meters in one step, no trace of stepping on the grass, no waves in the water, but before he knew it, a warm current gushed out of his arm.

He subconsciously lowered his head, his arms were covered with bloodstains, and Ye Qiongdeng, who was originally unconscious, woke up from his pain and said in panic: "Liwei, my stomach hurts so much!" ”

"Little Joan! Hold on, there will be a village in no time! ”

Zhao Liwei was so anxious that he couldn't choose the road, looking at the barren mountains and mountains as far as he could see, looking desperately at the bleeding, painful beloved wife was at a loss, and his heart was like a knife.

Ye Qiong, who was so painful that her face was hideous, squeezed out from between her teeth: "Liwei, stop, I'm afraid I'm going to give birth!" ”

On the dense forest path leading to the south, Ye Qiong's heart-rending moans were heard, and she broke through and fled for hundreds of miles one after another, and finally had fetal gas, resulting in premature birth of the fetus, coupled with her long-term physical exhaustion, the process was extremely difficult.

Zhao Liwei cut off the lined white shirt to wipe the cold sweat for his painful and hideous wife, the left hand that the two of them clenched had been unconsciously cut by Ye Qiong, and the slender five fingers were like hooks, deep in Zhao Liwei's palm, and the bloody palm was blurred.

He didn't care, and he was even more annoyed that he couldn't help, if he could, he was willing to bear all the pain of his beloved wife.

Women are weak, but mothers are strong. In the dense forest, every second is like a year, except for the woman's painful moaning, it is the man's crying to soothe.

"Wow!"

After a long time, a baby's cry echoed in all directions, covering everything, and the murmur came to an abrupt end.

Zhao Liwei picked up the fetus mixed with amniotic fluid and blood, and said softly: "Xiao Qiong, it's a boy!" ”

Ye Qiong, who was extremely weak, showed a motherly smile, her expression flashed with a trace of reluctance, and her eyes began to close blankly.

"Little Joan!"

Zhao Liwei was in a hurry, holding the fetus and instilling true qi with one palm, seeing that it was useless, he placed the baby cross-legged, and hurriedly changed his palms to frantically input true qi, her body was still as silent as an oil lamp, and the river leaked until there was no qi at all.

Zhao Zhengli in his sleep tried his best to break free and wake up, his heart was twitching, and his Dao heart was like his Grandmaster Realm, and he couldn't restrain the two lines of tears of hatred, because all of this was a reflection of his parents' personal experience.

The incident happened suddenly, Zhao Liwei couldn't accept it, the true qi continued to enter, and he repeated with a confused expression: "Xiao Qiong is just asleep!" Joan just fell asleep! ”

Half an hour later, the baby's cry woke up the insanity Zhao Liwei, he picked up the crying son like a lost soul, his heart was as broken as glass, and the old tears were crying with the baby, and his liver and intestines were torn.

The daughter of the Ye family, who was the first on the beauty list, ended her life in such a scribble, he had hatred, and he did not share the hatred of the sky.

There was a suffocating pain in the broken heart, as if it was clenched by the hand of hatred!

In the dense forest, there was another cry of a baby, and a man howled, but only the woman was missing and moaned in pain!

In the retreat room of the main peak of Yingzhou, Zhao Zhengli, who closed his eyes tightly, cried silently.

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In front of a low mound stood a man in tattered armor, who made a white undershirt and wrapped a baby in swaddling clothes.

The back is depressed, and the expression is lonely!

"The rebels and thieves are not ready to be arrested!"

The pursuers from a distance came, and the man's red and swollen eyes just glanced at a few people with contempt, and those people stopped a few feet away.

They themselves don't remember the first batch of pursuers, dozens of waves of people have died before this, if they were simply chasing, they would have already arrived, but they didn't dare to risk their lives rashly, they had to wait for the armored army to approach before they dared to come out, and the armor marched slowly, so it would naturally take a long time to catch up, which left enough time for Zhao Liwei in the dense forest.

At this moment, when those people saw the new mound, they obviously felt that it was unfortunate, and they were even more timid when they saw his lifeless death gaze.

Several people glanced at each other and retreated in a tacit understanding.

Zhao Liwei did not pursue, and disappeared into the dense forests and mountains.

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The south is cool and quiet in the evening.

Among the green mountains, in an unknown hidden Taoist temple, two figures sat opposite the candle, the candle flame flickered, projecting the shadows of the two on the rammed earth wall.

One person has a torn armor and a tattered robe, and the blood stains soaked all over his body have turned black and brown, and on the opposite side is a Taoist priest with gray sideburns, with a high bun and narrow sleeves, dressed very casually and simply.

The man in the ragged robe was none other than Zhao Liwei, who slowly handed out the baby wrapped in a white shirt from his arms.

The Taoist priest took it carefully and asked by the way: "Have you chosen a name?" ”

Zhao Liwei pondered for a moment and sighed lightly: "The world is chaotic, I hope he can stand on his own, just call him Zhao Li!" ”

The Taoist priest asked again, "Do you really want to go alone?" ”

Zhao Liwei sighed: "Xiaoqiong can't die in vain, and his home can't be copied in vain!" ”

The Taoist priest's mood fluctuated rarely: "Go!" ”

In the twilight, the gray and white Taoist priest held the baby and watched Zhao Liwei disappear into the night.

Through the moonlight, I saw the appearance of the gray and white Taoist priest, it was the three saints of the temple, Zhao Tianshi, and Zhao Hongyun, but the appearance was much younger.

That night, he took the baby down the mountain to ask for breast milk from door to door, and it was normal to eat closed-door soup, but fortunately, there was a family and a half family that moved their hearts of compassion.

For three or two days in a row, it became a joke in the adjacent mountain village, and finally he was not hungry for the baby, and he did not take it in vain, and when he left, he would quietly stuff some copper plates as a thanks.

On the seventh day, the shocking news came from the capital, the Great Zhou Emperor's edict, the throne was attributed to the German Army, Song Qingyuan, the inspector of the school, ascended the throne and called the emperor the next day, and changed the dynasty to "Qing", which means that the whole world celebrates.

It was accompanied by several blockbusters, the new emperor raised tens of thousands of troops to obey the will of heaven and obey the people, and the monks crusaded against Zhao Liwei, the rebellious minister and thief who assassinated the emperor of the Great Zhou.

Alone on a horse, fighting for three days, he was consumed alive in the midst of the ten thousand armies, his body stood in the sea of corpses and blood without falling, his eyes were wide open, and the spear in his hand pointed directly in the direction of the capital, shocking the ten thousand armies for half an hour and did not dare to save.

Many Jiedu envoys who held real power did not believe in the edict of the Great Zhou Emperor, and began to cede the land and claim the king, and did not recognize the usurpation of the new emperor, and launched various struggles between the two and the new court.

And these coups are harmless to ordinary people, those few mountain villages next to the Taoist temple only know that suddenly there is no Taoist priest holding a baby to ask for breast milk, and life seems to be back to normal, and then a chaifu found the Taoist temple on the mountain, but the building has long been empty.

Soon after, Longhu Mountain came to a Taoist priest who climbed the mountain with a baby in his arms, gray sideburns, I can't see the specific age, only know that he climbed half of the mountain, Longhu Mountain Sect Zhang Deling personally went down the mountain to greet him, and soon after entering Longhu, he was awarded the "Keqing Heavenly Master Seat".

After March, this dragon and tiger guest Qing Heavenly Master re-entered the capital, with high merit and unique insights, which won the appreciation of the new emperor Song Qingyuan.

On a rainy night, the new dynasty Gaogong Taoist went deep into Shu with a baby who was more than three months old, and left a letter in front of the Qingcheng Taoist Temple and left with the baby Zhao Li.

Since then, there have been more babies crying in the middle of the night in the quiet Qingcheng Mountain, and there are immature laughter during the day.

According to Li Zhangjiao's calculations, the baby is the reincarnation of heaven and man, and has an indissoluble bond with Qingcheng Mountain, and he is accepted as the seventh apprentice, according to the "Zhongzheng Yanjinke" ranking, just "Zheng" word generation, adding the word "Zhengli".

And Zhao Hongyun, a high-meritorious Taoist, offered a plan for the new dynasty Qingguo in the temple to manage the civil strife, and plotted to pacify Wuyue in the Southern Tang Dynasty, and was ranked among the three saints of the Qingguo temple all the way.

At that time, Zhao Zhengli had a clear understanding, but he didn't untie the knot at all, but gave birth to all kinds of questions.

He couldn't figure out what the relationship between Zhao Hongyun and his father Zhao Liwei was, and after his father was consumed alive by the army, why did he go down the mountain to help Song Qingyuan, who had an unstable foundation, and why he sent his infant self to Qingcheng Mountain in Shudi.

Confused and puzzled.

The next moment, the light of day appeared, disturbing Zhao Zhengli's thoughts, the picture turned, he dreamed that he was walking alone in the desert, before he could react, the picture flashed away, and he was in the midst of ten thousand armies to kill, corpses were all over the field, blood splashed in all directions, a sword to destroy the world came, blood stained the sky, and the whole dream was bloody.

In the third turn of the picture, he travels through the grassland in a Taoist robe, playing an infinite cycle between chasing and being hunted and killed.

In the fourth turn, he and a silver-bearded crane looked down on the mountains, and there were several familiar old people standing behind him.

In the fifth turn, he stood above the void, and the ten thousand armies below kowtowed, and the hundred generals surrendered, and the momentum shook in the heavens and the earth.

In the sixth turn, he dreamed that a person was cross-legged in the secret room, his mind was too empty, and his breath was shocked, and it was at that moment that the person in the secret room seemed to be aware of the peeping, and suddenly opened his eyes and raised his head to stare into the sky above the secret room.

A look directly frightened Zhao Zhengli to wake up from his dream, that look seemed to come from a god and demon, which made him silent, that is, he woke up and still had palpitations when he remembered.

It was only then that he realized that he was soaked with sweat.

Zhao Zhengli muttered to himself in a trance: "This is my life? Or an afterlife? ”