choke element

Chapter 48

As one of the few rebels of Dajin, many people know about Yang An'er's experience and deeds.In the early years, Yang An'er ruled the roost in Yidu. In terms of prestige, he relied on his style of helping the poor. In terms of military force, although he himself is a good player, the most important thing to rely on is his fourth sister.

It is said that Yang An'er's sister was taught by a different person in Penglai, Dengzhou since she was a child, and she has a Taoist name called "Miaozhen".She is very young, but she is extremely skilled in martial arts.

Because she is the daughter of the boudoir, she doesn't often show her face outside, but when she shows up occasionally, she will definitely be able to destroy powerful enemies on the battlefield.For this reason, Yang An'er's subordinates all respected her very much and did not call her by her name, but called her "Four Niangzi".

It was the first time for Guo Ning to see her. Although she couldn't see her face clearly, she felt that the posture of holding a gun immediately showed an extraordinarily heroic posture and vigor.

He was fighting so passionately right now, for some reason, he couldn't help but look a few more times.

Yang Miaozhen was very curious about this young man who had risen suddenly, so she took a second look.

When the eyes of the two met, Guo Ning suppressed his smile and coughed twice.

Yang Miaozhen has a strong and bold personality, she has long been used to other people's admiration and even fearful eyes, and immediately shouted: "I am Yang Miaozhen! Thank you just now! Tell me, why are you helping me at this time?"

The reason for doing this, of course, Guo Ning has his own calculations, and there are many considerations based on interests.But he never expected that Yang An'er would have such free time and send someone to inquire, so he didn't know what to say for a while.

He lowered his head and looked at his arm holding the iron gun.

The heavy rain was still pouring, Guo Ning's armor was already soaked, and the silk sash of the armor became heavy with water, which made it difficult to move.The thick blood on the armor was melted by the rain, flowing down the arm, and mixed with the blood from the wound on Guo Ning's own arm, like a scarlet thread, winding down the iron gun.

The ground was also covered with blood, which was left over from the short battle just now, and was being washed away by the rain.

"Si Niangzi, as warriors, our hands are always stained with blood." Guo Ning said in a deep voice, "However, in such a world, I often think, who deserves to die and who doesn't? Who is the enemy and who should die?" Is it a friend? Only when you think about it clearly, the sword and gun in your hand will not kill the wrong person. Please tell General Yang An'er to let him think about it!"

The two of them were in the chaotic army formation, and when they stopped their horses for a while, there were more Jurchen soldiers around them.

Amidst the sound of rain, whistles rang repeatedly, as if Hu Shahu, who was hiding among the armored knights, had made another move.

Yang Miaozhen looked in that direction warily.

Guo Ning said: "Don't worry, today's fight is over!"

Yang Miaozhen snorted.

She also expected that Hu Shahu would not fight any more.This kind of warrior who lived in the temple and enjoyed the glory and wealth, how brave he was in the past, how cowardly and calculating he is now.If this battle continues, it will be meaningless to Hu Shahu, he will not be willing to consume his own private soldiers anymore.

But the Jurchen soldiers who returned from the front line were still passing by in waves. There were too many of them, and it was always troublesome.

Some people dare not come up to fight, but hide behind and shoot arrows.The sky was originally as dark as ink, but under the washing of the rain, the bow arm was weak and the bow string was loose. Arrows were shot out here and there, except for a few, none of them hit the target.

Earlier in Bianwu Dianli, Guo Ning suffered a great loss from the backstabbing. Several of his cronies died, and his family almost died.At this moment, he didn't dare to relax, and quickly concentrated his eyes on six directions and his ears on all directions, and at the same time swung his iron gun, blocking the approaching arrows one by one.

When he came back to his senses, he saw that Yang Miaozhen had ridden his horse and rushed in another direction.Under the rain curtain, a lot of girls and soldiers could be vaguely seen shouting and fleeing, like waves splitting.

Guo Ning smiled, and urged the horse to go west, towards the pine torches lit at the top of Fanyang City.

It was Guo Ning's idea to attack Fan Yang City, but he entrusted all the specific operations to Monk Luo.At this time, under the dim light of the torches, it is not clear who are the people gathered in line above the city.But Guo Ning believes that Monk Luo will not disappoint him.

His riding skills can be regarded as excellent, and he rode his horse through the edge of the chaotic enemy formation, as if he was strolling in a courtyard.Sometimes when the enemy got close, he lightly pulled the reins back, killed a few, and then continued to retreat.The enemy shouted and chased, but bumped into several groups of companions who turned back from the front one after another, shouting at each other, which made the scene even more chaotic.

A Jurchen soldier who lost his way in the rain, carrying a knife and gun upside down, walked around like a headless chicken, and bumped into Guo Ning's horse.

Guo Ning originally planned to stab him to death with a single spear, but suddenly saw the soldier's gray beard rustling, his heart softened, he knocked him to the ground with the gun shaft, and jumped over on his horse.

The rain was getting heavier and heavier, and the originally flat wilderness was clearly divided into high places and low places.The water from the high places flows down like a waterfall torrent, making the ground more and more slippery.Guo Ning's riding skills are very good, and he can shake the rein freely at this time, but some Jurchen knights can't do it.

A knight who looked like a Jurchen officer was actively chasing after him, leaving behind all the pawns.As a result, the horse's hooves slipped repeatedly on the muddy ground, unable to move for a while.

Seeing Guo Ning turning around in a murderous spirit, the Jurchen officer screamed and rolled off the saddle, rolling in the mud with hands and feet, and fled.

This is the benefit of being delivered to your door, so don't take it for nothing.

Guo Ning rushed to lead the horse, and continued to walk in the direction of Fan Yangcheng
At this time, the direction of Hu Shahu's own army in the north began to continuously blow the assembly horn to indicate the direction for the soldiers.Obviously Hu Shahu made up his mind to retreat.

And a little farther to the south, where Yang An'er was stationed, there was a short beating sound of small drums.This is a way to use the rhythm changes of drums to convey information.It took only a few days for Yang An'er to gather the rebels, and he was able to use them against Hu Shahu's elite private soldiers, which shows that these rebels do have unique methods.

Guo Ning reckoned that Yang An'er was so determined on the battlefield that he might have already prepared a way to escape. How could such a character who has been in Shandong for more than ten years be so easily bullied by the Jin army.

While he was thinking, there was the sound of orderly and heavy footsteps not far to the west.

Guo Ning sucked his lips and whistled without hesitation, making a sharp and high-pitched sound.The troops marching neatly followed the whistle immediately.

"Liu Lang, Li Er is fine. He has a doctor to treat him. The knights who followed you came back with 19 people, each with minor or serious injuries, and all of them have been taken care of. Fan Yangcheng is in our hands, and Jing'an civilian troops are stationed here. Everywhere, Wang Shixian and Han Xuan also dispatched elites to focus on the key points."

It was Monk Luo who spoke.He knew exactly what Guo Ning would care about.

After finishing speaking, he found that Guo Ning was still looking at the direction in the south where Yang Aner set up the Chinese army, thoughtful.

Monk Luo wiped the rain from his bald head, and asked in a low voice, "Liulang, what are you thinking?"

"I'm thinking, Yang An'er's departure is like a dragon swimming in the sea; we have to hurry up."

"According to Liu Lang's deduction last time, we will stay in Hebei until this autumn?"

Guo Ning nodded: "There is still half a year. During this half year, we have to sharpen our claws and strengthen our muscles and bones... There are a lot of things to do."

　There is another chapter, but it will be very late, so look forward to tomorrow.

　
(End of this chapter)