Seeing that he looked strange, Meng Dan'er didn't seem to be laughing, and said in surprise: "You want to rob a dart?

Wan Yan replied: "I'll talk about it later." "Watching the fight between several people in the arena.

As a general, Gu Derang has been used to fighting for a long time, and sure enough, he has a bit of excellent ability under his hands, and a three-foot scimitar dances through the wind and rain, and it coincides with Ruan Wu's long sword. The two sometimes galloped on horseback, chasing back and forth, sometimes facing each other, swords intersecting, and immediately moving and tossing under the horse, and it was difficult to distinguish the victory or defeat for a while.

Ruan Wei fought with a ghost-headed knife and didn't ask the heavens, the sun and the moon with double hooks, and the two of them did not give in to each other and fought fiercely, but it was dangerous and abnormal.

Ruan Wei's arm strength is heavy, and the ghost head knife in his hand seems to be clumsy and slow, but it is actually very strong. The double hook in Mo Wentian's hand stopped at the moment, and he didn't dare to hard-connect with it, but he relied on the double hook to be agile and attack and defend freely.

Meng Dan'er looked at it for a while, and then replied to Wan Yan: "Look at this situation, the general surnamed Gu may not be the opponent of the sword man...... Hmph, I'm afraid that the knife will not work, a single knife against a double hook, although the force is strong, but it is not as smart as a double hook, and it will be defeated without a hundred moves. “

She said it to the point, and she knew that she was very intelligent, although she was not very old, she was well-informed, and most of what she said was true, so she was convinced.

Sure enough, it didn't take long. The ancient general gave Ruan Wu a sword and cut his arm, and he was defeated. Although the wound was not big, he couldn't get over it on his face, and he was ashamed of it. A face was swollen and red, and he cursed and scolded: "The thief should not be arrogant, and try to take a few tricks from me." “

He inserted the scimitar into the sheath of his waist, reached out and took off a short red tasseled gun about several feet long by the saddle, and pressed the machine spring, only to hear a "poof" sound, and the handle of the gun suddenly grew several feet long. It turned out that the handle of his gun was made of pure steel, and the rear tail was hollow, hiding all the front parts in it, and the handle was equipped with an organic spring, which could be retracted and retracted when the mechanism was touched.

Goode put the spear in his hand, and in an instant he was full of energy, as if he had wings like a tiger. A move "Silver Dragon Devouring Throat", the spear started, and the buzzing sound was endless, but when I saw the silver light of the spear head dancing wildly, the stars went straight to the opponent's throat and stabbed it.

Ruan Wu was taken aback, and the long sword in his hand "raised fire to the sky", drawing a long arc from the bottom up. At the same time, the legs clamped the horse's belly, and the horse galloped out, only to hear the sound of "clank", the guns and swords intersected, splashing a ball of sparks, and the two passed by, Ruan Wu felt that his arm was sore, and Goode made the power of this gun really not to be underestimated.

As the saying goes, "The throat lock gun, the king of the guns, the gun lock throat is the most difficult to prevent." "Goode let the gun come out immediately, followed by a move like a move, the momentum is like a mountain and a sea of endless waves, and sure enough, the gun does not leave Ruan Wu's throat.

Ruan Wu thought to himself, this person's kung fu is not as pure as mine, but it is all thanks to his ruthless marksmanship, picking people to attack in three ways, and the swordsmanship I have made cannot all take the three-way sword style, not to mention that the gun is long and the sword is short, if this continues, won't I have more defense and less offense, and only the part of being stabbed? While thinking, he dodged left and right, blocked with his sword, and looked for a way to find a flaw and win unexpectedly.

The two of them spun around on the horse, and in an instant, twenty or thirty moves passed.

Goode made him want to be ashamed of a sword, and he was eager to seek merit, and when he saw that the "throat gun" he relied on to become famous could not win with one blow, he was inevitably very anxious. Due to his agitation, the spear stabbed out and lost its head, and Ruan Wu looked at the empty crotch, and the long sword slashed on the hilt of his gun, taking advantage of the momentum to slash down, urging the mount to leap over. Goodjean let out a cry of pain, and his left hand, which was holding the hilt of the gun, was slashed by his long sword, and three fingers were immediately broken, and the blood flowed profusely.

Ruan Wu won a sword, laughed, and said: "Since you are willing to be a Tartar lackey, this throat gun will not work, so you will use a Mongolian scimitar in the future!"

Goode let his face look like ashes, stepped aside, tore off a corner of his coat and bandaged the wound properly, and the more he thought about it, the more angry he became, and threw his spear to the ground angrily. All he had left was his thumb and little finger, and he could no longer hold the handle of the gun, and it was useless to leave the spear.

Meng Dan'er said: "It's a pity, it's a pity!"

Wan Yan replied: "What is a pity?"

Meng Dan'er said: "Since then, no one will get the lock throat gun in the rivers and lakes, isn't it a pity?"

Wan Yan replied: "The Tartars have taken away the country, and they have deceived me too much, and it is not a pity to die." When he said this, his face was cold and expressionless. Meng Dan'er saw it in her eyes, and her heart couldn't help but tighten, so she changed the topic and said: "That Mo Wentian, who claims to be called a flying bat, can defeat the sword-making man surnamed Ruan in just three moves." She had never heard the Ruan family name themselves, only heard Mo Wentian call his brother the Ruan brother, because he could only call him a sword man surnamed Ruan.

Wan Yan replied: "That is the Ruan brother who is known as the sword and sword in the rivers and lakes, the elder brother who makes the sword, the name is Ruan Wei, and the sword is the younger brother, called Ruan Wu." “

This time it was Meng Dan'er's turn to look surprised, and said, "How do you know? Oh, you must know them?"

Wan Yan replied: "Where did I know each other when we met in Pingshui?"

Meng Dan'er suddenly remembered that day that he had heard him talk about the evening of the Sidaogou Inn, so he said, "Oh, you saw it in Sidaogou that day. “

Wan Yanfu snorted, and suddenly said, "Dan'er, who are these 'Daxing National Army'?"

Meng Dan'er said: "The peasant rebel army in Yang Zhenlong, eastern Zhejiang, rebelled vigorously a few months ago. Why? Brother Wanyan hasn't heard of it?"

Wan Yanfu thought to himself, a few months ago, before I arrived in Jiangnan, where did I hear about it? So he shook his head and said, "What did this Yang Zhenlong do before, he was able to organize a peasant rebellion? This person must be very remarkable, a great hero!"

Meng Dan'er said: "Is this Yang Zhenlong? He is also known as Yang Zhenlong, his name is Yinglong, the word Zixiang, and he is a native of Songtan in Ninghai (now Huangtan Town, Ninghai, Zhejiang). After the death of the Southern Song Dynasty, the world all returned to the Yuan, Yang Zhenlong returned to his hometown after the defeat, because he was dissatisfied with the people's hierarchical division system in the current dynasty, and saw that after the war, the history of harsh taxes and miscellaneous taxes was unprecedented, and the Yuan soldiers would come to the door every day, whip and urge taxes, and force the army with knives, plus the Ninghai area was affected by floods and droughts, the plague spread, the hungry people were everywhere, and the hunger was everywhere. There is a folk song that "the emperor is far away, the people are few and the public is more, and he fights three times a day, and he does not wait for when". In the face of the current situation and full of grief and indignation, Yang Zhenlong, with the ambition of patriotism and saving the people, set up a wide martial altar, secretly placed weapons, made guns and swords in Aotou Mountain, and recruited the rebels. After several years, the righteous people of eastern Zhejiang, who gathered in eighteen counties of Liuzhou Road, responded to the anti-Yuan ......