Chapter 400: Split (19) Rift

That night, the Mongolian camp was full of joy, slaughtering cattle and sheep to reward the three armies, celebrating the victory of the Ashu war, and the cheers drifted far away in the silent night of Zhongnan Mountain, and even the people on Zhongnan Mountain could hear it clearly.

Sitting in the main hall, listening to such a festive voice, Wang Zhitan, Li Zhichang and others were worried, their faces were gloomy, and their eyes also showed a look of defeat from time to time. The great candles in the temple flickered and flickered, but the reflection was a dead silence. The sound of the staggered cups drifting in with the wind also added a touch of decadence and desolation to this scene at this time.

Sitting opposite the two of them were the heads of the major gangs, hall masters and other important figures. During the day, these people led their brothers from their respective gangs to fight against the Mongolian army, but the final result was miserable, if it weren't for the Quanzhen disciples to turn the tide, taking advantage of the natural danger on Zhongnan Mountain, this could be able to stop the Mongolian soldiers outside, I am afraid that at this time, even in this Chongyang Palace, there is no place for everyone. The problems exposed by this battle can be seen by anyone. Therefore, at this time, they were gathered here to discuss the daytime battle.

"Daoist Wang, the reason why we are here is to help you solve problems for the Quanzhen Sect. It's just that you don't appreciate it, but what does it mean to put on such a battle at this time? Could it be that the hospitality left by your Chongyang Zhenren is like this?" It was Yu Jingmin, the master of the Hunan Changshengmen, who spoke, and at this time he looked around and looked coldly at the Quanzhen disciples who were standing around the main hall, holding swords, and standing up with him, as well as the four Dharma protectors and two elders of the Changshengmen. As soon as Yu Jingmin's words came out, these people rose up when they heard this, and stood in the crowd like chickens, faintly in a tense situation with the Quanzhen Sect.

Seeing this, Wang Zhitan suddenly said in a fierce voice: "Yu Jingmin, don't you want to do it?" But during the day, when we faced the Tartar soldiers, I didn't see you so heroic. ”

As he spoke, he seemed to be unable to suppress the excitement in his heart, and after a pause, he responded without being outdone: "Yu Jingmin, since you mentioned the Chongyang Ancestor, then let's confront the Chongyang Patriarch in front of the Chongyang Patriarch in this hall today." During the day, you faced the siege of four or five Tartar soldiers, and with your martial arts, you could kill them all with a little effort, but in order to save a disciple of your own sect who was only besieged by two people, you actually captured one of my disciples of the Quanzhen Sect and sent him to the Tartar soldiers to resist, so that he was hacked to death by the Tartars with a knife, and he did not even leave a whole corpse. That was the youngest disciple in my seat, and he was only fifteen years old this year. Didn't you see these?" Wang Zhitan became more and more intense, only when he mentioned his disciple, his voice was a little dark, but when he said it, he was already resentful, and he looked at Yu Jingmin fiercely with his eyes split.

As soon as these words came out, there was immediately a whisper in the hall. Seeing this, Yu Jingmin sneered and said: "Wang Zhitan, your disciple is a human being, and if you die, you will be sad, then my disciple is not a human being? Who should I go to complain to? In today's battle, my second and third disciples all died under the Tartar sword, so should I also settle accounts with you now?"

Speaking of this, he suddenly clasped his fists around and saluted, and said: "All the heroes here, my Changshengmen has always admired the Quanzhen Sect, so I came to help this time, which is obvious to all, and Yu believes that everyone must have come with such an idea." But now, you have all seen that the Quanzhen Sect is so bullying, and it just wants us gangs who rushed to help to fight with the Tartars in front, and they follow behind and enjoy the results. How can such a despicable act still be worthy of the four words Xuanmen orthodoxy?" Speaking of this, he was already filled with righteous indignation, and his chest rose and fell violently, as if he had been greatly wronged.

When the other gang leaders present heard this, they heard the whispers of whispering. Before Wang Zhitan could speak, one person in the corner of the hall had already taken the lead in standing up and said, "Master Yu's words are a little too biased. If we don't talk about war, let's just say that we walk on the rivers and lakes, and we also pin our heads to the waistband of our trousers every day, and I don't know when this life will not belong to us, but this can only be blamed for our lack of skill, so what is there to complain about? But after all, although the lives of our people in the rivers and lakes are cheap, not everyone can use them casually. In order to save his own disciples, Yu Zhangmen let other people's disciples be substitutes for the dead ghosts, such a despicable act, where is the morality of the rivers and lakes? Moreover, in today's battle, all of you here can clearly see that if it were not for the hard work of the Quanzhen disciples, how could the Tartar soldiers know the difficulties and retreat? The four words 'sit back and enjoy the success' really don't know where to start. ”

When everyone heard the righteous words of these words, they followed the prestige one after another, but they saw that the person who spoke was dressed in rags and carrying eight sacks, and it turned out that it was Lu Youjiao, the eight-bag elder who led people to help the Quanzhen Sect this time.

The beggar gang is the largest gang in the rivers and lakes, and Huang Rong is the current gang leader. Not to mention that there was a lot of friendship between Hong Qigong and Wang Chongyang back then, and the beggar gang and the Quanzhen Sect have always been friendly, it is said that Guo Jing and the seven sons of Quanzhen have a lot of feelings, and now Guo Jing and Huang Rong are guarding Xiangyang together, in order to resist the Mongol invasion, so this time Quanzhen is in trouble, no matter whether it is reasonable or reasonable, the beggar gang must also be saved, so Lu Youjiao was sent to come. It's just that in advance, Lu Youjiao already knew that although there were many gangs that came to help the Quanzhen Sect on the surface this time, all of them were selfish, and they might not be willing to go all out at that time, so he saw the bad Cheng DΓΉ of the situation the most clearly, and knew that the Quanzhen Sect was really bad and auspicious this time, so he also left a way out in the dark, but if this is compared among the gangs, the beggar gang is the gang that is most sincere and willing to help the Quanzhen Sect, so at this time, he will speak out to support Wang Zhitan.

Lu Youjiao's words were reasonable and responsible, and immediately won the approval of many people. At this time, Guo Sanquan suddenly said, "Elder Lu, that's not what you said. Your beggar gang is already wealthy, and like the Quanzhen Sect, it is one of the biggest forces in the rivers and lakes, and of course your vision is high, and it is naturally harmless to kill a few people in a battle. But we are small families, and the Divine Fist Door under is full of calculations, that is, one hundred and seventy-six brothers, and the life and death of each person are tied to the hearts of the next one all the time, and no one dares to forget for a moment. In today's battle, twelve good brothers died in the Divine Fist Gate, but listening to Elder Lu's intentions, it is to blame us for not being good at learning. Is this responsibility still on us, and we are to blame?"

Guo Sanquan's words were originally like a fart, and he was simply unreasonable, but outside of his words, he was constantly attacking the Quanzhen Sect and the beggar gang to treat the lives of his disciples like a mustard, but this was a move that had to be guarded against. Although there are many gangs in the rivers and lakes present at this moment, there is no one that can be comparable to the scale of the Quanzhen Sect and the Beggar Gang, and most of them are small and medium-sized gangs like the Divine Fist Sect, even if some are slightly better than the Divine Fist Sect, they are absolutely unable to compare with the first two. Therefore, as soon as the words of the three punches came out, they immediately won the recognition of other gangs, especially the last rhetorical question, which directly aimed the contradiction at Lu Youjiao.

Now that everyone is on Zhongnan Mountain, the Quanzhen Sect naturally has to uphold fairness in doing things, because once there is a slight gaffe, it will not only immediately scatter people's hearts and make all the help fall apart, but also ruin the century-old reputation of the Quanzhen Sect afterwards, so even if Wang Zhitan has his heart, he can only watch from the wall, and the situation in the field has been stagnant for a while.

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