Chapter 4 The Miracle of the Eastern Evil
Ma Xiaoming was choked up, he didn't dare to say that after practicing this martial art to Dacheng, he could single-handedly challenge the six major factions of the Central Plains, and at the same time it had its own passive skills that were invulnerable. Pen %Fun %Pavilion www.biquge.info you must know that the person in front of him is famous for his moodiness, he doesn't think that Guo Daxia will do it with his father-in-law for his own little person. Of course, even if Ma Xiaoming knows it, he doesn't dare to talk back, after all, there is only one life.
"I have almost forgotten the mantra that man recited, because it has never worked, and I don't know if I have remembered any mistakes. I only remember that he said, 'He is strong, he is strong, and the breeze blows to work.'" He is horizontal, and the bright moon shines on the river' is the general outline, and nothing else is mentioned. β
That makes sense. Just these four sentences, the old man has also gained some understanding, but it is not good to take advantage of you in vain. What martial arts do you want to learn, bring it quickly. β
Ma Xiaoming hated, if he had a certain foundation of internal strength, he could greatly improve his combat effectiveness by learning any palm technique now, but it was a pity that he didn't know anything about martial arts, but it was a pity that he had this once-in-a-lifetime opportunity.
"Senior, I don't know if you can teach me some light body kung fu. Ma Xiaoming asked with a little hope.
"You don't have a trace of martial arts foundation, and you still want to learn light skills, it's just a fool's dream. "The old man in Tsing Yi is obviously not so easy to talk to.
"Then I don't know what to learn. Ma Xiaoming was a little disappointed, even that kind of road goods boxing technique is not something that can be learned in a day or two, after all, the old man in Tsing Yi is not the kind of person who can teach patiently for a long time, and he is not a natural martial arts wizard like Yang Guo.
"Well, before you said that you wanted to learn light skills, I will teach you a set of footwork for the time being, although it is not used for light weight, but it can let you maneuver a thing or two when it is critical. After that, the old man in Tsing Yi didn't wait for Ma Xiaoming to reply, and walked directly in the courtyard, only to see the green shadow churning, and stopped after a while, and in the middle of the entire courtyard, there were seventy or eighty footprints.
"Follow this, and how much you can learn depends on your creation. With a snort, the old man in Tsing Yi brushed his sleeves away.
Presumably, this old man also knew that he couldn't learn much with Ma Xiaoming's foundation, otherwise he wouldn't leave footprints, but would say something like this: "I only go once, and how much I can learn depends on your creation." If this is the case, Ma Xiaoming will want to cry without tears.
"Whew, I'm tired. "I walked along the footprints more than 20 times, and finally became a little proficient, but Ma Xiaoming still didn't find any effect on this set of footwork.
After a short break, I started chopping wood, and after chopping firewood, I practiced many times until dinner began.
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On the morning of the second day of the old man in Tsing Yi, Ma Xiaoming practiced for a while, and finally listened to the prompt sound of the main god.
"Ding, congratulations to the trialist 3206832 you have been taught by the plot characters and learned the nameless footwork. β
Skill Name: Nameless Footwork
Skill Level: Grade D
Skill Description: Each launch requires a large amount of stamina and increases the evasion rate. (Maybe it has increased, maybe it hasn't, who knows?)
Having learned the first skill to enter the infinite space, Ma Xiaoming was a little happy, but of course he had to ignore the description of that skill.
Recently, the rumors are a little wrong, it is said that the Mongols are about to fight, and the people outside the city have all taken refuge in the city, and the city often sees soldiers patrolling back and forth, and occasionally catch Mongolian spies from a certain corner.
Ma Xiaoming is also a little worried, after all, this time Yang Guo seems to be completely blackened and thrown into the camp of the hostile, without Yang Guo Xiaolongnu to contain the opponent's national teacher, Guo Jing may be a little bad. It hasn't been long since Guo Jing went to the Mongolian camp, and the chance of dying there is quite a big chance, what should I do? I have the heart to save him, but unfortunately Ma Xiaoming's own strength is too weak, and there is no room for interference.
Just as Ma Xiaoming was thinking about whether to leave Xiangyang and avoid going to Lin'an, Wu's mother came over and shouted, and Guo Jing summoned the whole house to come over.
Everyone came to the mansion and sat down, Guo Jing said: "The Mongolians are coming over, and I will go to the city lord's mansion with my wife in the future. β
There are not many servants in the Guo Mansion, there are six people including Ma Xiaoming, Wu Ma and the other five people took the silver and went back to the room to pack their luggage, only Ma Xiaoming stayed. Just when Guo Jing felt strange, Ma Xiaoming spoke.
"Guo Daxia, although his skills are low, he is also willing to do his best for Xiangyang. β
"Little brother, courage is commendable. In this case, it is better to join the city guards under the lord of Lu. Guo Jing has a trace of appreciation for Ma Xiaoming, the situation is so grim, he still stands up, and he is also a man.
"Then thank you Guo Daxia for your recommendation. Ma Xiaoming clasped his fists and saluted.
"Little brother don't need to be polite. β
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Two days later, Ma Xiaoming successfully joined the city guard-reserve. That is to say, only when the city guards are dead or about to die will Ma Xiaoming and them go out, of course, if they need cannon fodder, they will also be used, but after a little comparison of the strength of the Song and Mongolian sides, presumably unless the defenders of the city suddenly lose their brains, they will definitely not go out of the city to fight.
On the evening of Ma Xiaoming's preparation for joining the city guards, Guo Jing took Elder Lu to the Mongolian camp to negotiate. As the saying goes, people have the intention of hurting the tiger, and the tiger is harmful to people's hearts. Kublai Khan was very jealous of this former golden sword horse, and the degree of jealousy even ranked second. You must know that the most important hero of the Mongols, Guo Jing not only has outstanding martial arts, but also has a prestige in the Western Expeditionary Army even higher than Torrey, and now most of Kublai Khan's subordinates are the old troops of the Western Expeditionary Army. This negotiation is a complete Hongmen banquet, hoping to take the opportunity of the negotiation to get rid of the other party. Of course, he also risked his life and gave others the opportunity to assassinate, but the chance was quite slim, there were many Mongolian masters and recruited masters here, and Guo Jing only had two people, this is Yangmou.
The next day, the news from the barracks came, and the negotiation fell through in the middle of the discussion, and then the two sides started fighting, Guo Jing was seriously injured and escaped under the desperate protection of Elder Lu, while Elder Lu unfortunately died.
Ma Xiaoming felt a little sad in his heart, the rugged middle-aged man died like this, not at the hands of Huo Du, but still died in the Mongolian military camp, and couldn't help sighing. Guo Jing was seriously injured, and he didn't know if he could participate in the battle to defend the city, but with the presence of the city lord of Lu, he should be able to defend the city successfully, but he didn't know how many people would die.
At noon, Kublai Khan began to attack the city, and LΓΌ Wende was also prepared, the two sides attacked one and defended, fought for a day, and the fight was inseparable, until the evening, the Mongol army Ming Jin withdrew its troops, threw down thousands of corpses and retreated.
The Mongol army was good at field warfare, not good at attacking cities, and LΓΌ Wende was also a good general, leaving no obvious loopholes for Kublai Khan. This battle will be protracted until one side is completely unable to hold on.