Chapter Seventy-Three: The Adventure of Xuanyuan Tomb, the Battle of Jizhou Victory
Although the entrance of Xuanyuan Tomb is small, there is another world in it, since it is carved beams and painted buildings, the brocade silk is elegant, the dragon flower pillar is carved through the sky on all sides, the white stone statues of different forms are stopped in all directions, and the jade is embellished in the meantime, more than a trace of style.
The tables and chairs in the tomb are readily available, the ground is from above, and a pile of fox corpses is overlapped with each other, which is horizontal and vertical, without any rules, during which the wine is thick, with a pungent fox smell, it makes people not want to stay more, Zhang Dixin frowned, and found that the dead fox was just a little demon, that is, there were not a few in the refining period, and it was only then that the six-tailed demon fox before was the most in the Xuanyuan tomb.
Could it be that the nine-tailed demon fox has taken the lead and has long since fled, or there is no nine-tailed demon fox at all? Zhang Dixin calculated in his heart, and vaguely, but saw a little silver light on one side, and this was about to go over, but he saw that on the wall, the mountains and rivers were lifelike, and the green mountains and rivers seemed to be true, and he couldn't help but be stunned.
Suddenly, on the stone wall, the silver light of the road shines up, the mountains and rivers seem to be alive, and they move slowly, and they see the water spread with silver bars, like a giant dragon circling, the mountains turn into green onions, and more like the green lion roaring, the dragon and lion dance together, turning into stars, like the Milky Way falling in nine days, hanging directly on the heavenly palace.
On the waterfall of light, all kinds of bizarre and strange are reborn, and the torrent of the road is converging into four words, Zhang Dixin just wanted to see it clearly, but the four words were so fierce that they turned into a square book, and the seven colors were shining!
Zhang Dixin was curious, he stretched out his hand, but suddenly felt that his feet were empty, and the whole person stood on the top of the mountains, the clear stream below was like a pillar, and the peaks and peaks rose one after another.
This sound, the mountains and rivers are like mercury draining the ground, turning into a ray of white light, falling directly on Zhang Dixin's forehead, in an instant, the mountains and rivers are gone, but on the painting wall, it is already a mottled color, no longer the old time color.
"Fellow Daoist of Guigu, have you found anything?" Wen Zhong came in, and saw Zhang Dixin's face showing a different color, so he asked, Zhang Dixin didn't know what was strange about this, so he naturally didn't want to say more, just shook his head and looked around, but it was a thing.
Because it was late at night in the tomb, and the weather was very cold in late autumn, Zhang Dixin saw that many fox skins were not wasted: "This fox skin, although it is not the best, can also be used to keep out the cold. ”
Zhang Dixin, Wen Zhong and others are all cultivators, naturally they don't feel that the weather is cold, and they are more happy than they hear it, but this skin is very good at keeping out the cold, and there is some money left in the palace, so they naturally nodded in agreement: "I don't know what this Xuanyuan tomb should be?"
"The Holy Emperor of Xuanyuan is the ancestor of China, and we are also descendants, so we will level this place, find an auspicious day to break ground, and rebuild the Xuanyuan Temple. "Zhang Dixin's intention, one is to decide the back road of the fox demon, so as not to cause trouble in the future, and the other is for the gift of Xuanyuan, although the thing does not know how, but it is obtained here, so it will be repaired, and it can be regarded as a gesture of heart.
As for the wild grass, the sulfur, sawdust and other things that had been laid before, and the spirits they brought together, ignited together, and there was a roar, not to mention weeds, that is, the ground was overturned......
However, he said that the merchant army returned to the camp, although it was a victory in the first battle, but the five-colored sacred cow only breathed, but did not know whether it was alive or dead, which really gave Huang Feihu a headache: "If it weren't for General Fenglin this time, I am afraid that this commander would have fallen into the enemy army." ”
"Marshal Huang is polite, this is a matter of humble duty. Feng Lin stood aside and didn't dare to ask for credit, but Zhang Guifang frowned tightly: "Although he won this time, he didn't have much loss with Jizhou. ”
"I want to do the same, so I bother the general army to arrange. "Huang Feihu has lived beside the marshal for a long time, and naturally knows the way to use soldiers, soldiers do not remove their armor, and they do not drink happily, but they listen to Zhong's military orders, act carefully, and set up camp steadily, which is the most important thing.
In the city of Jizhou, the defeat of the day made Su Hu ashamed, and the eldest son Su Quanzhong almost left his arms behind, so he tied Baisha and didn't dare to speak on the side.
"Master Hou, I have a clever plan, I don't know if I can say it?" Zheng Lun ate the wind forest during the day, and naturally disagreed in his heart, Su Hu heard this, and immediately came to the spirit: "What is the general's good plan, come quickly." ”
"Although the Shang Dynasty army is a big victory, but it is also a tired army, everyone wins, they can't help but drink a little wine, if they can attack overnight, they will definitely be able to capture and kill the enemy's leader, in order to strengthen the prestige of our army!" Su Quanzhong heard that he could avenge today's revenge, and immediately shook his spirits, and then got up: "Father, this plan is wonderful, if it can be successful, it will be responded to by the west, and then fight again, and the situation will be great and me!"
"Okay!" Su Hu must have said this, and took the case, "Order, do all the soldiers of Jizhou, and go straight to the merchant army camp!"
When the soldiers erected a ring of grass and horses, they heard a cannon sound, like the sky and the earth cracked, and 30,000 iron horsemen shouted in unison and rushed straight to the camp!
The big tent of the Chinese army, at this time it was brightly lit, during which the figures of the people, flashing figures, Su Quanzhong led the generals of Jizhou, Zhao Bing, Chen Jizhen, and rushed straight into the army tent, and the army advanced quickly, but saw that there was no one on all sides, and was shocked!
"Withdraw! Withdraw!" Su Quanzhong knew the plan, and hurriedly shouted, as soon as the voice fell, he suddenly heard a loud shout, "Su Quanzhong will not get off the horse, and when will he wait!"
Su Quanzhong fell off the horse, he listened to the sound of cannons in all directions, and suddenly a bonfire was bright outside the business camp, the first person, the top of the silver helmet row of phoenix wings, the chain armor is like autumn frost, the white robe is dark and the dragon is rolling, the waist is tied with mutton fat and eight treasures, the light of the heart guard is obvious, the four edges are hung next to the saddle, the silver-maned horse goes out to sea, and the white pestle gun of Anbang is poured down, and the person has a pair of black sails and silver characters behind him, and the book is ordered to beg the thief Zheng Guifang, the voice is strong, and the ten thousand horses neigh, and he is a heroic martial god!
A red light stabbed straight into the general, and a blow hit Su Quanzhong's forehead, and when he landed, there was a blood mist, and the person was the wind forest: "The generals listen to the order, kill!"
"Kill!" the army shouted, shaking in all directions, the horse listened to the sound of the cannon, it was difficult to distinguish things, swords and guns stabbed indiscriminately to distinguish where to fight, the enemy came from all sides, the Jizhou army did not know how to resist, besieged in all directions, and there was no way to escape!
Jizhou cavalry, not as good as the saddle horse, I don't know when to fall, the army is besieged, but also run south and north to flee, Huang Feihu led the Chinese army, the horse rushed like a tiger, rushed to kill more like a dragon, during which everyone waved a knife to cut on all sides, the spear was on the top, and the armor was a blade, and the blood stained when encountering someone!
People hit people, trample on each other, horses hit horses, and corpses are everywhere! Kill the Jizhou army so that everyone whimpers, I don't know what the way to live, and the clouds are sad and go straight to the ninefold, and there is no doubt that it will be a fiasco!
"The prince of the world is shocked, I'm here to save you!" The person who shouted was Feng Lin, he didn't know that Su Quanzhong had been killed, and he fought hard, and there was a black churn behind him, so depressed that many black soldiers were born, and they rushed straight into the formation!
Where the black soldiers passed, it was all bleak, the blood mist was rising, and it was even more bloody, the wind forest rushed to kill for a long time, in the chaos of the army, how to find the shadow of Su Quanzhong, although the black soldiers were fierce, but there were only three thousand, and where could the enemy get 100,000 merchant soldiers, this would kill a bloody road, and go straight to Jizhou City.
Su Hu was above the city gate, and he listened to the shouting of the merchant camp to kill, thinking that the Jizhou army had succeeded, and he was overjoyed in his heart, and secretly wondered what a reward he had with many generals, and how frightened he would be in the future!
"Report, Master Hou! General Fenglin has arrived in the city!" Suddenly, at this time, the scout came to report, Su Hu's heart trembled, the merchant army was still in chaos, how to return here, and hurriedly went down to the city to greet him, but saw that all the sergeants were colorless, and their whole bodies were covered with blood, and when they went, there were 30,000 light iron horses, and only a few hundred remnants were left when they returned!
"Hou, Hou Ye, Jizhou soldiers, defeated!" Listening to Fenglin's report, Su Hu felt a thunderbolt on a sunny day, and a thunderbolt seemed to sound in his head, his eyes were dark, and he collapsed directly to the ground......
Marshal Huang won the first battle, killing Su Quanzhong, the first warrior of Jizhou, and annihilating 30,000 elites in Jizhou!"
That night, the Jizhou battle report came, Zhang Dixin just returned to the palace, he listened to the good news, his heart was happy, Wen Zhong was Huang Feihu's teacher, and he was even more happy: "The Son of Heaven Longen, within three days, Jizhou can be restored!"