Wang Rui ignored this shout, and still swung his fist at the young shaman. However, before his fist was implemented, a vigorous and powerful punch also reached his back in an instant, Wang Rui felt a trace of danger from the punch, and had no choice but to return the punch to meet it, and at the same time, his left leg kicked the young shaman in the head like lightning.

"Bang", after a muffled sound, Wang Rui couldn't help but shake his body, took a step back, raised his eyebrows, and looked at the person who punched.

I saw a middle-aged man dressed like a young shaman with a look of surprise on his face, standing outside his head and looking him up and down. This middle-aged man has a thick beard around his mouth, dark skin, and a tall figure, only half a point shorter than Wang Rui, and his whole body is full of muscles, holding up what should have been a loose god outfit. He had nine horned forks on his hat, and it seemed that he was at least a high-ranking mid-to-high-ranking shaman.

Just now, the middle-aged shaman just took a few disciples to the city gate, and saw that the young shaman was in danger, and before he could think about it, he quickly waved his fist to rescue, using the method of Wei Wei to save Zhao, who knew that Wang Rui reacted very quickly, not only returned his fist and fought with him, but also took the time to kick the young shaman on his heels, which surprised him a lot, and looked Wang Rui up and down for a long time, and then asked the young shaman who had just gotten up from the ground: "Longdu, what's going on?"

The young shaman named Longdu didn't care about the dirty and embarrassed appearance, glared at Wang Rui hatefully, and then respectfully covered his left chest with his right hand, and saluted the middle-aged shaman: "Master, the disciple received your decree and was about to go to the city to arrange a banquet in Jixianglou, but these Nikans blocked the way at the city gate, and they also made disrespectful remarks, relying on the large number of people, and injured the disciple!"

Hearing that the wicked man of Longdu sued first, Gao Jie and the others were angry and funny, and they didn't tell the difference, they all stayed in place and watched with their arms crossed.

The middle-aged shaman squinted his eyes and looked at this group of people dressed as Han Chinese, and finally his eyes fell on Wang Rui again, and said coldly: "When did Nikan become so arrogant in my Dajin Capital?"

Wang Rui smiled and said: "Who is right and wrong, many people here see it, and I don't need to explain." However, I am a Jurchen, and I am not arrogant!"

The last sentence was said by Wang Rui in Jurchen language, and when the onlookers heard this, they immediately began to discuss.

When the middle-aged shaman learned that Wang Rui was a Jurchen, he was stunned, and then said, "Then what do you do?"

Wang Rui said lightly: "I am now the guard of the Shanxi Pang Ji firm, and I have traveled thousands of miles to Tokyo and am about to enter the city!"

When the middle-aged shaman heard this, he sneered and said, "A guard of the Nikan caravan also dares to be rude to my disciples of the Mountain Worship Sect, and he still says that he is not arrogant?!" Before the words fell, he "whirred" and soared from his horse, rushing towards Wang Rui like a bird of prey, and punched with the momentum of Mount Tai. If Longdu's cultivation is not high, and he has not yet comprehended the true meaning of the "mountain strength" of the Baishan Sect, then his master, the middle-aged shaman, struck out the iron fist, not only the fist shadow is heavy, but also the strength contained in it is fierce and incomparable, and the fist goes, the air is bulging, and there is a faint "buzzing" sound.

Wang Rui's face was calm, just now he hurriedly returned his fist and punched this person, because of the lack of preparation, he suffered a little loss, but it also ignited his fighting spirit, and he roared at the moment, his arms and bones rattled, and his right fist seemed to be a big circle, fearlessly facing the middle-aged shaman's fist.

Since he met Wang Rui, Gao Jie has never seen Wang Rui show his true strength, nor has he comprehended the power of his divine power, and now he saw that the middle-aged shaman punched vigorously and powerfully, and he was immediately a little worried about Wang Rui. Gao Jie listened to Luo Sigong's introduction, Wang Rui has obtained the true biography of the hero Liu Ling, which can only show that his iron sword skills are extraordinary, at this moment he is fighting the enemy empty-handed, his strength will definitely be reduced, whether he can take this violent blow, it is really difficult to say.

There was a loud "boom", the two punches were solid, and the people who were closer to each other were pushed by an invisible energy to stagger, and the nearest midwinter couldn't help but take a few steps back, and a puff of dust and smoke rolled up, and after Wang Rui took this punch, the dust was flying under his feet, but his body did not shake at all, and he was nailed to the spot like a rock. In the smoke and dust, after the middle-aged shaman struck, he somersaulted out of thin air, and his left fist followed up and struck again, and as strong as the fist came, a rotating channel suddenly appeared in the yellow dust, and his fist slammed down like thunder in this passage.

In the eyes of martial arts experts, this punch is definitely more powerful and faster than the first punch.

Wang Rui's eyes were shining, his knees were slightly bent, he stood firmly, he still didn't dodge, and he also punched out his left fist and smashed it against the man's fist again.

After another loud bang, the two still did not win, so no one had the intention of stopping, the fists of both sides were like a surging river, rolling endlessly, one punch was heavier than the other, the smoke and dust on the scene were rolling, and ordinary people could no longer see the situation of the battle clearly, and could only hear the sound of the two fists intersecting louder than the other.

Gao Jie saw that the middle-aged shaman's fist strength seemed to be stacked one by one, and the power of the latter punch was at least two percent greater than that of the previous punch. He was anxious, and glanced sideways at Luo Sigong, but saw that he was expressionless and indifferent, so he approached him, and was about to speak, when he heard the voice of Venerable Zongqing in his ears: "Don't worry, the mountain worship of the mountain worship sect can increase its strength up to nine times, and the old man's skill can be increased by five or six times at most, Wang Rui is proficient in heavy sword techniques, not only is he extremely powerful, but also the alchemy technique has reached an extremely high level, and he is very resistant to fighting!"

Hearing Venerable Zongqing say this, Gao Jie immediately felt relieved, turned his head and frowned, and struggled to identify the two people who were fighting through the loess in the sky.

Sure enough, after the sixth loud bang, there was silence in the middle of the field. As the dust gradually dissipated, the figures of Wang Rui and the middle-aged shaman standing face to face were revealed. Many of the people who avoided it were covered with a thin layer of loess, but the strange thing was that these two people in the deep dust were clean and spotless.

The middle-aged shaman said with a gloomy face: "I didn't expect that Your Excellency would be able to take over my cultivation to the sixth layer of the realm of Chongshan Jin, who are you?"

Wang Rui smiled faintly, slowly pulled up his feet, stood to the side, and then said: "I said it, I am the escort of the Pang Ji firm in Puzhou, Shanxi! Master Donglutu's fist power is amazing, if I come a few more times, I really can't catch it!" When Wang Rui's feet moved to the side, everyone was shocked to find that where he had just stopped, there were two footprints about three inches deep in the ground.

The middle-aged shaman was surprised: "You know me?"

Wang Rui still replied flatly: "I said before, I am also a Jurchen, although I have never met you, but I have heard of Master Donglu Tu, the eldest disciple of Grand Master Drag!"

One of the protectors of the Dajin Kingdom, the Grand Master of the Baishan Sect, Drag, has four personal disciples, and now this is the first disciple Donglu Tu who ranks first. Among the four disciples of Archmage Drag, the one who has comprehended the mountain strength of the Baishan Sect the most is Donglu Tu, so his fist and foot attacks are also the most powerful.

After using the whole body solution, after six superimposed increments, the fist strength failed to knock Wang Rui down, Dong Lutu suddenly felt jealous of the big woman in Hanfu in front of him, knowing that his origin was by no means simple, and he asked questions, but he couldn't detect any tone, and suddenly he didn't know how to solve the situation in front of him.

Just as he was frowning and pondering, he heard someone shouting from the city tower: "Master Donglutu, it's all your own people, don't do it again!"

Donglu suddenly looked up, and it turned out to be the leader of the city gate guards, and that Niu Lu was really shouting anxiously on it.

In the past, the Jurchens each sent out an arrow when hunting, and there was a general leader for every ten people, and the general leader was called Niu Lu Ezhen (Niu Lu, the meaning of the big arrow; Ezhen, the meaning of the leader), and later this equivalent to the leader of the hunting group Niu Lu Ezhen became a first-class official name, and Niu Lu became the most basic organization. The reclamation of fields, the conscription of Ding and the armor, and the payment of military service were all calculated in the case of oxen, and on this basis, Nurhachi reorganized, developed, expanded, and finalized them, and established the Eight Banners system. Provisions: For every 300 people, there is a cow to record a true amount, five cattle to record a Jiala, and five Jiala to set up a solid mountain to be true. Gushan is the largest unit of Manchurian household registration and military establishment, and each Gushan has a flag of a specific color, so the Chinese translation of Gushan is "flag". The original yellow, white, red, and blue flags, and then added four flags, bordered around the original flag, yellow, white, and blue tricolor flags with red edges, and red flags with white edges. In this way, there were a total of eight flags of different colors, called the "Eight Banners", that is, the Eight Banners of Manchuria.

But there are also a few Niu Lu Ezhen who don't have so many soldiers under his command, such as Niu Lu Ezhen, who guards the city gate, and the soldiers under his jurisdiction are only about 20 people.

Donglu Tu's status is noble, how could he put this gatekeeper Niu Lu in his eyes, he shouted: "What nonsense are you talking about, what are your own people?!"

The cow didn't dare to make a sound, but just gestured to the city gate hole below.

Donglu frowned, looked at the city gate hole in confusion, and saw a thin Han child riding on a horse, looking at Wang Rui with a proud smile, and nodded again and again. Although he felt a little familiar with this very handsome child, he really couldn't remember who it was, and he was stunned for a moment. This is, among the disciples who followed him, one recognized Zong Song Gege, so he immediately rode to the side of Donglu Tu and whispered Zong Song Gege's identity. Donglu Tu rarely has the opportunity to meet the families of the nobles of the Dajin Kingdom on weekdays, he has only seen this Zong Song Gege from afar once, how can he remember it so clearly, but she has been famous for a long time, and he heard that the child who disguised himself as a Han is Zong Song Gege, and hurriedly stepped forward to salute and said: "Baishan Sect Donglu Tu has seen Zong Song Gege!"

Zong Songge glanced at him, didn't speak, and went straight to Wang Rui, gave a thumbs up and said, "Big man, I can't see that you still have two hits, it's really good!" After speaking, she glanced at Longdu, who was covered in loess and embarrassed, and said with a dumb smile: "This kid was beaten, and Bengege was in a comfortable mood, hehe!"

Gao Jie smiled bitterly: "You are comfortable, we are in trouble!"

Zong Song Gege glared at Gao Jie, and said loudly: "Coward, with me supporting you, what are you afraid of?!" After speaking, he "drove", beat his horse past the Donglu Tu mage, passed through the doorway of the Tokyo city, and led the way to the city.

Gao Jie smiled at Master Donglutu, who was standing aside with a gloomy face and embarrassment, hugged his fists, and then beckoned to Wang Rui and the others, shouting, "Go, enter the city!" Gao Jie and his party followed behind Zong Songgege and galloped into Tokyo City.

After the last hundred or so Jurchen cavalry entered the city, Master Donglu Tu looked at their backs and was annoyed. Inexplicably, there was a fight at the gate of the city, the apprentice was humiliated, and he didn't have the upper hand, he was already very depressed, and what was even more infuriating was that he finally learned that the opponent was Zong Song Gege's subordinates, and he offended the daughter of Da Baylor for no reason, what is this!

Annoyed, he turned his head and glared at Longdu fiercely, turned over his horse, and said loudly, "Follow me back to the house!" Donglu Tu is the first disciple of Archmage Drage, with a high status, and he was also given a mansion by Nurhachi in Tokyo City.

Longdu didn't know if he was stupid or if he was stupid just now, so he asked Donglu in a loud voice: "Master, do you still want to go to Jixianglou to set a banquet?"

Donglu almost vomited blood when he heard this, and when he rode his horse over, he couldn't help but whip him, and said angrily: "You still eat a fart, get back to the house for me!"

Longdu pitifully touched his left arm, which was painful from being beaten by the horsewhip, and muttered: "I said that I was going to Jixianglou for a big dinner, why did I change the hexagram?

Fortunately, Donglu Tu rode away on horseback, and if he really heard it, he was afraid that he would fall off the horse and fall him unconscious.

Since Liaoyang can be designated as the capital city of Dajin by Nurhachi, it is naturally not comparable to Guangning City. After the founding of the Ming Dynasty, attention was paid to the management of the northern frontier. On the defense line that stretches from Yalu in the east to Jiayuguan in the west, nine important national defense towns have been set up, and Liaoyang is one of them. At the same time, eighteen cities were built in various fortresses in the northeast, and Liaoyang City was the largest of them. According to the records of Liaodong Chronicles, Liaoyang City lasted more than ten years from the fifth year of Hongwu (1372) to the sixteenth year, on the basis of the old city site, it became a square city with a brick and stone structure and a circumference of more than 24 miles. Moreover, the Ming Dynasty in Liaodong wasted Zhou County, set up the military guard system, repaired the border wall, implemented military reclamation, so that the cities and towns in Liaodong were numerous, agriculture was developed, industry and commerce were further developed, and the economy of Liaoyang was also very good.

After arriving in the city, Gao Jie and the others were afraid that Zong Song Gege would cause any more trouble, so they hurriedly said goodbye to her, found a comfortable and high-end inn to rest, and prepared to find a way to find someone to transfer the letter written by Huang Taiji to Nurhachi, the lord of the Great Golden Khan, early tomorrow morning, so as to obtain the passage documents and go to the destination - Hetuara City as soon as possible.

Who knows, early the next morning, when Gao Jie and the others were just about to go out for breakfast, they heard someone shouting loudly at the door of the inn: "Dajin Kingdom overlays the wisdom of the nations, Nurha, Chizhao, Shanxi Puzhou, Pang Ji business, Gao Jie, to meet in the Octagonal Dragon Palace!"