Chapter 7: Life and death depend on fate, success or failure
Yan Hua's spirit was shocked, and he suddenly laughed a few times and said: "My name is Yan Hua, I am the lord of a county in Hangzhou, from Jiupin, my hometown has fallen, thousands of miles of red land, I and my family have fled, but I have suffered this catastrophe, my relatives have been lost, and the corpse is in the wilderness, what face do I have to live." ”
Ou Xuzi sneered and said, "Where are your county orders, where are your troops, where are your people?"
Yan Hua's old face was flushed, and he said sadly: "The Yuan army is cruel, the county order has long abandoned the city, the Song soldiers are even more invincible, the people have been slaughtered, and the blood is flowing like a river, forgive me for being incompetent, forgive me for being incompetent." ”
"The king has the way, the sword is on the side, and the country is prosperous. There is no way, the sword is abandoned, and the country is ruined. In the end, it is the common people who are unlucky. Ou Xuzi replied coldly.
"No," Yan Hua suddenly shouted: "You have the Zhan Lu Bao Knife in your hand, you should rise up to resist, rejuvenate my Great Song Dynasty, and save the people of Li from the dire situation." ”
Ou Xuzi sneered: "You are a fool's dream." ”
Yan Hua looked at him in surprise.
Ou Xuzi said: "The Yuan army is like a bamboo, but the Song army has a million troops but is retreating, abandoning the people and ignoring the dire situation, and I am not a warrior, what can I do to save the people of Li?"
Yan Hua stubbornly replied: "In the battle of Yingchang, the Yuejia army only had 800 people but defeated the Jin army, and captured more than 7,000 people, including the general Jin Wuwei of the Jin Commander and the deputy army of Mu Khan and Jin Jin. ”
"Wrong, there are still 800 warriors in the hands of the Yue family's army, and I don't have a single soldier, the kind of general who takes the head of the enemy in the army of ten thousand horses is just a legend, have you really seen it?" Ou Xuzi said mockingly.
Yan Hua said: "But you have a Zhanlu knife in your hand, and even the ** has been cut off, which shows that it sharpens iron like clay, and it is extremely sharp, which is enough to dominate the world." ”
"You are wrong again, the Zhanlu knife is just an ordinary knife, not a divine object, and the Yuan army is well-armed, the bow and arrow shooting distance is 200 to 300 yards, the heavy cavalry is covered in armor and rampage, and the Song army is invincible. There were only a dozen enemies just now, and they were frightened by the Zhan Lu Dao, and they lost the ability to resist, so they won by luck. If there are more Yuan troops in front of me, it is me who dies and it is not them, and the Zhan Lu knife is useless, understand. Ou Xuzi said.
Mr. Yan Hua didn't dare to say anything, he had seen the heavy cavalry of the Yuan army, the soldiers wore thick chain mail, which could effectively resist the killing of knives, guns and bows and arrows, using spears and long knives, the lethality was extremely great, all the way to destroy the city and pull out the village, almost all the way to the battle, the Song soldiers saw the huge momentum of the Yuan army without a fight, and pointed to Ou Xuzi to break the stubborn enemy with a knife, which was very unrealistic.
The remaining Yuan soldiers in the distance had already surrounded this side, and Ou Xuzi set up Yan Hua and ran, finally temporarily out of the tiger's mouth. Along the way, they encountered countless soldiers and bandits, and if it wasn't for Ou Xuzi's desperate resistance, they would have been scattered into mud a long time ago.
Thinking of this, Old Master Yan Hua became relaxed and read softly: "Ten years of sharpening a sword, the frost blade has never been tried. Who has a grievance today?"
Ou Xuzi didn't feel sleepy, his wife Xiao Xuanhan snuggled tightly in his arms, the child in his arms didn't know the suffering of the world, he was already asleep, Yi only held his mother's clothes with his little hands, Shurong was sad at the moment, looking at her husband with tears in his eyes, how could Ou Xuzi not know her thoughts, stretched out his hand and gently wiped away her tears and said: "Don't worry, good wife, we have been bumpy all the way, struggling on the line of life and death, didn't we also come over with evil." Life and death depend on the success or failure of the sky, if you don't fight and take root, can the villagers continue to travel long distances. ”
Xiao Xuanhan nodded and said, "Husband, I understand, but Mengbing is strong and strong, what can you do with your own strength." Although my husband has a sword, I am afraid that it will be difficult to defeat everyone, which is what I am most worried about. ”
Ou Xuzi returned: "I'm not going to work hard, this Bala Tusi was originally a soldier, likes to practice martial arts, and has good weapons, if I show Zhanlu, he won't be unmoved." Besides, I have already mastered the techniques of the ancestors to refine the sword, although I can't make Zhanlu, ordinary weapons are not a problem. ”
Xiao Xuanhan understood a little, and asked worriedly: "Zhan Lu is your lifeline, what if he wants to?"
Ou Xuzi whispered: "Don't worry, the Zhan Lu knife is a loyal knife, there is virtue, there is no way, Zhan Lu will leave by itself and return to my hands." A wicked person like Bala Toast, Zhan Lu is just a famous weapon, you can hang it on the wall and admire it, and use it to kill people, but you will hurt yourself. ”
Xiao Xuanhan nodded, and suddenly hugged her husband tightly and said, "Husband, if you die, Xuanhan will not live in the world, born as a roommate, and die as the same cave." Others are still exhorting, but I am with you. ”
Ou Xuzi's face changed and said: "Don't, we still have a young son, in case I have three long and two short, you can't die, you must raise him as an adult, because he is the descendant of the Sword Ancestor." ”