Start the Nine Suns Divine Art, marry Zhou Zhiruo

Zhou Tong stood guard outside the door for half an hour, and the muffled hum from the room made him feel like a knife pierced his heart, and he wished he could replace him with his own body.

It wasn't until Master Mingjing's weary voice came that he couldn't wait to open the door and rushed in.

After entering the room, Zhou Tong saw Zhou Zhiruo lying on the bed at a glance. At this time, she was covered with a thin quilt and fell into a deep sleep.

Zhou Tong walked closer and found that her long black hair was completely soaked with sweat, her face was extremely pale, and even her lips that were originally moist had turned blue-white, which was shocking.

"Zhiruo, she..." Zhou Tong looked at his wife with real pain and self-blame, and looked at Master Mingjing asking softly, for fear of waking up the sleeping woman.

Master Mingjing put away the silver needle, sighed and said, "Master Zhou is too weak, she must take good care of her body, I prescribed a prescription for him, it must be taken twice a day."

Zhou Tong took the prescription, wrote it down carefully, and said, "Master, you are too troublesome."

Master Mingjing shook his head too, and said: "It's getting late today, let Master Zhou take a good rest!"

"The injury on your back is not serious. I will apply some medicine to you, and you will be able to recover faster."

"Thank you Master."

After the medicine was finished, Zhou Tong sent Mrs. Mingjing out the door, then sat beside the bed, looked at the weak Zhou Zhiruo, and gently placed one of her hands in the palm of her hand.

……

There was nothing to say all night, when Zhou Zhiruo woke up, it was almost noon, she had rarely slept like this, and when she opened her eyes, she saw Zhou Tong who was guarding the side.

"Husband."

"I'm here."

"Do you like boys or girls?"

"I like both boys and girls, but it's best to be a girl. It must be as beautiful as you."

"I think it's better to be a boy. He can go to the battlefield with his father and defend the country."

"Then we, father and son, will protect you together and never let you be bullied again."

……

"I want to go back to Emei."

"Okay, I'll take you back to Emei right now."

On the same day, after Zhou Tong bid farewell to Shaolin Abbot Kong Wen, he took eight hundred cavalry down Songshan Mountain.

Just arrived at the foot of the mountain, but accidentally ran into Song Yuanqiao and Yin Liting.

"Father, Sixth Uncle, why are you two still here?" Zhou Tong asked suspiciously.

"Hmph, I'm afraid you ran away without making a sound and forgot your promise." Song Yuanqiao snorted expressionlessly.

Yin Liting said: "Master brother, he is worried about the safety of your husband and wife, as well as the child, and has been waiting here for a long time."

Song Yuanqiao remained silent, glanced at Zhou Zhiruo, then got on his horse, and said, "Sixth brother, it's time for us to return to Wudang."

"Song Daxia, please wait a moment." Zhou Zhiruo said suddenly.

When Song Yuanqiao looked over suspiciously, Zhou Zhiruo saluted respectfully, and said, "My husband promised you that he would kiss Wudang Mountain, so naturally he won't break his promise."

"Since we happened to meet Song Daxia, why not return to Wudang together."

"Zhiruo..." Zhou Tong frowned slightly, his heart full of puzzlement.

Zhou Zhiruo pulled him together and exerted a little force on her hands, preventing him from continuing to speak with her eyes, and then said with a light smile: "It stands to reason that my bride should also visit my father and master, and it would be a bit of a neglect to go now. "

"Don't blame your father."

When Song Yuanqiao heard the words, he had mixed feelings in his heart. His son got married and had a baby. It should have been a happy event, but...

He didn't refuse Zhou Zhiruo's address, but he didn't respond either. He just urged his mount to open the way ahead.

Seeing this, Zhou Zhiruo showed a smile on her face, pulled Zhou Tong and said, "Husband, let's go."

Zhou Tong said with some hesitation on his face, "Zhiruo, otherwise I'd better take you back to Emei first."

Zhou Zhiruo looked into his eyes and said firmly, "Husband, since we are husband and wife, no matter what happens, we should face it together."

"Do you want to leave me and go to Wudang alone? In case something happens to you, have you ever thought about me and the child in my stomach?"

"Don't you want him to be born without a father?"

Zhou Tong was speechless for a moment, and even Song Yuanqiao's tall and straight figure in front of him seemed to have become a little stooped.

"Let's go!" Zhou Zhiruo said, "Let's go to visit the master and the old man together. If we want to kill or cut, we husband and wife will bear it together."

"If I can save your life, even if I can't afford to kneel in front of the master, and kowtow in front of the Seventh Master Uncle's grave to make amends, I am willing."

At this time, Zhou Zhiruo looked weak, but she had an indescribable tenacity and determination.

"Perhaps this is just being a mother!"

Zhou Tong could only feel moved and pity, he gently took Zhou Zhiruo into his arms, "Zhiruo, am I right..."

Before she finished speaking, Zhou Zhiruo pressed her finger on his lips, "I don't want you to say sorry to me again, we are husband and wife, aren't we?"

Zhou Tong looked into her bright eyes, with unprecedented relief and joy on his face, nodded vigorously and said, "Yes! We are husband and wife."

At that moment, he called the Emei disciples and called the carriage that had been arranged in advance. The carriage had been carefully arranged in advance so that Zhou Zhiruo would not be too bumpy during the journey.

At this time, Zhou Tong had already been taught by Zhou Zhiruo the Eighteen Dragon Subduing Palms and Wu Mu's suicide note. He followed the method of marching and battle formation in the military book, and practiced while traveling.

Along the way, there are bandit cottages, or small groups of Yuan soldiers, and they will lead people to strangle them. On the one hand, they will train soldiers, and on the other hand, they will also seize supplies.

Zhou Zhiruo was pregnant, so they walked slowly all the way, taking Zhou Zhiruo's body as the most important thing, only Zhou Tong led the army to dispatch one after another, attacking everywhere along the way, and wherever they passed, there would be gains.

Just like this for more than a month, the reputation of the Chongming Army in the Central Plains gradually spread.

The slogan of expelling the Tartars and restoring the mountains and rivers was even more widely circulated.

From time to time along the way, heroes and warriors took the initiative to join in, but the troops became stronger and stronger. When they reached Hujiagou, there were already [-] people.

But at this time, the soldiers and horses traveling through the hinterland of the Central Plains also attracted Yuan Ting's attention.

At this time, the news of Zhao Min's death had already been sent back to Dadu, and the eldest son of King Ruyang, Kukutmu'er, was furious. He immediately led his own soldiers to the site where the Chongming Army was active day and night, and dispatched troops from the Jiangbei Province of Henan Province on the spot. In just three days, an army of ten thousand people was gathered to encircle and suppress the Chongming army.

At this time, the Chongming army was immersed in the joy of being invincible all the way, cutting mountains and breaking villages, and being invincible.

But Zhou Tong was already worried. Although he claimed to have an army of [-], in fact, there were no more than a thousand elite soldiers who were ready to fight.

The remaining 2000 people can only be called militiamen, lacking weapons and armor, and lacking training, they can only exist as auxiliary soldiers.

3000 people were dispatched, and soldiers, horses, food and grass were a big problem. Although there were a lot of seizures along the way, it was a drop in the bucket, and it would not last long.

Zhou Tong has already realized that if this continues, this army will definitely become a rogue-like existence and plunder everywhere.

"We must find a place where the army can live as a base, otherwise the future will be bad!"

After more than a month, Zhou Tong's originally smooth chin still had stubble, and his face became a little more solemn and majestic.

He opened a captured map, studied it carefully, and looked for a place where the army could settle down.

At this time, Zhou Tong was deeply aware that he urgently needed counselors who were good at general strategy and civil servants who handled internal affairs.

It is completely unacceptable to only fight wars, but not to govern the local area, let alone look at the world.

Chapter 49 The famous earthquake in the Central Plains, the army encircled and suppressed

Chapter 50 Thousands of Armies Dispatch Yi, Qinglong Goes to Sea

In the evening of this day, Zhou Tong led his army to Luojiagou to set up camp, but suddenly a scout came to report, and Yuan soldiers came to attack in large numbers.

Seeing that the enemy army was approaching menacingly, Zhou Tong led the people and rushed out to guard the main road in the valley, and let the people of Luojiagou hide in the mountains for a while.

The terrain here in Luojiagou is dangerous, as long as you guard the main road of Yinfeng Gorge, you can stop the enemy.

At this time, the vanguard of Yuanting's thousand-man team had already arrived. Zhou Tong arranged for a large army to station and strictly guard the Yinfeng Gorge, while he personally led hundreds of guards with high martial arts skills to take the initiative to attack.

"Slaughter this group of Yuan soldiers first, and destroy their prestige."

A flash of murderous intent flashed in Zhou Tong's eyes, and he took the lead, leading the soldiers under his command, and rushed over directly.

"kill!"

Zhou Tong has comprehended the Eighteen Dragon Subduing Palms in this period of more than a month, and used the ten-year hard training card he obtained before. This peerless martial art has been practiced to the pinnacle by him.

Although it is a palm technique, this martial art is a real battlefield martial art. It was once used by Xiao Feng, a hero of the beggar gang, and made a great reputation on the battlefield.

Zhou Tong used a Yanyue Saber as a weapon, regarded it as a real dragon in his palm, and used the strength of the eighteen dragon-subduing palms to move it, as if capturing a dragon with one hand, laughing proudly at the sky, extremely powerful and domineering.

When the armies of the two sides collided, Zhou Tong's Yanyue knife whizzed like a green dragon crossing the border. In the blink of an eye, he split a dozen Yuan soldiers into two and fell off the horse.

"Mere Mongolian beasts dare to encircle and suppress our Chongming army. Today, you will never come back."

"kill!"

Zhou Tongyong was unstoppable, and charged forward towards the enemy. His personal guards surrounded him, guarding the sides and behind him, like sharp arrows, destroying everything.

Not long after, Zhou Tong and others killed the team of thousands of people. Everyone was covered in blood, but no one died, and the morale was extremely high.

"Hahaha, be happy, be happy!"

"The general is mighty!"

"Kill all the Tartars, destroy them."

Zhou Tong and others made a charge, leaving hundreds of corpses behind, almost destroying the thousand-man team.

Seeing that the thousand-man team of the Yuan court couldn't hold back, they could only hear the sound of horns and galloping horseshoes, and another army came from behind, densely packed with thousands of people.

These soldiers of the Yuan court were masters of a hundred battles, brave and fierce, thousands of people were killed at this time, if they fell into the siege, Zhou Tong and others would surely die even if they were highly skilled in martial arts.

"Let's retreat first." Zhou Tongguo broke his mouth and gave an order, and all the guards immediately followed.

After more than a month of marching and training, he still established absolute prestige in the army.

Zhou Tong's martial arts are superb, rewards and punishments are clearly defined, and he always strives to be the first in every battle. The blood of the enemies he kills is like a river, and even his own people are afraid.

This kind of general who has been victorious in all battles and has clear rewards and punishments naturally caused countless heroes to die.

At that moment, behind Zhou Tong Hall, a group of personal guards retreated. At this moment, two thousand-man troops of the Yuan Court rushed forward, shouting and killing, and the Yuan soldiers who broke up before were organized and cut off, unexpectedly surrounded them in the main army middle.

Seeing more and more Yuan Ting troops, Song Yuanqiao, who was guarding the Yinfeng Gorge, couldn't help but feel terrified, and wanted to send troops to respond.

"General Du, General Li, Yuan soldiers are approaching menacingly, shall we send troops to escort them?"

The lieutenants stationed here are Du Sandao and Li Shouquan. These two had a vendetta against Xie Xun for destroying his family. After Zhou Tong killed Xie Xun, they were loyal to him.

Du Sandao said in a muffled voice: "The general ordered me to wait to guard the Yinfeng Gorge. Without his order, I must not send troops without authorization."

Song Yuanqiao said anxiously: "But now they are besieged by Yuan soldiers, if they don't send troops to rescue them, it will be too late..."

Li Shouquan had seen Zhou Tong's heroic posture in the midst of thousands of troops, so he tried to persuade him: "Song Daxia, please be safe and don't be impatient, a mere Mongolian Tartar can't trap the general."

When the three of them were talking, Zhou Tong galloped out with Yanyue Saber in his hand, and the soldiers behind him formed a frontal formation, and instead of retreating, they advanced, charging towards the enemy army.

Zhou Tong turned his horse's head, charged himself, and slashed and killed seven or eight generals of the Yuan court with his sword.

The soldiers of the Yuan court all around were in a mess, although they were numerous and weightless, they did not dare to approach.

Zhou Tong was drenched in blood, pointing his long knife obliquely, behind the mirror, roared angrily: "Song Qingshu of the Chongming Army is here, who will come forward to die."

The thunderous roar echoed in the canyon, like the roar of a god. Many soldiers of the Yuan court were frightened to the point of tearing their livers apart, and there was even a foul smell coming from under their bodies.

A general of the Yuan court was frightened when he sat down on his horse.

"Hahaha, the general is mighty, he scares the Yuan soldiers to death with a roar, the ancient Xintinghou is no more than that!"

"The general is mighty and unparalleled."

"Expel the Tartars and restore the mountains and rivers."

"Never die, never stop, never die!"

Hundreds of personal guards shouted at the same time, thousands of troops from Yinfeng Gorge also echoed at the same time, and Chongming soldiers shouted everywhere in front of the entire canyon.

Zhou Tong looked up to the sky and laughed loudly, swinging the Yanyue knife, the sharp wind of the knife split the bodies of more than a dozen Yuan soldiers fighting in the middle, and blood flowed all over the ground.

"Withdraw, let me see who dares to stop me?"

The general who supervised the battle of the Yuan soldiers shouted: "Fire the arrow!"

In an instant, thousands of crossbows were fired at once. Zhou Tong fought Yuan soldiers several times. He had already guarded against this move. He took out a long sword on his horse and danced it like a big shield in front of him. All blocked. ???.

It's just that the mount he was riding was hit by hundreds of long arrows, and fell down like a hedgehog.