The Romance of the West Chamber: The Bells are Ringing

Tian Hongniang sat in front of Qintong Zongdan, her eyes flashed with worry, and her body was trembling slightly.

Zongdan, the piano boy, asked with concern: "Matchmaker, are you afraid?"

"No, I'm not afraid." Tian Hongniang shook her head slightly and said, "Zong Dan, with you, what should I be afraid of? No matter what, it's better for us to die together than to be their slaves!"

Qintong Zongdan nodded and said, "Okay, then we can't stop, we must keep moving forward."

They continued to move forward, and more and more soldiers were surrounding them, arranged densely. Their eyes were all focused on Zong Dan and Tian Hongniang, as if waiting for some order.

Du Que was pointed at the throat by Qintong Zongdan with the Chixiao sword. He felt a cold air coming from the tip of the sword and reaching the bottom of his heart. He did not dare to make any move and could only act obediently according to Zong Dan's instructions. He kept thinking about how to escape.

When they walked out of the west wing and the mountain gate of Pujiu Temple, Du Que's eyes lit up. When he saw his soldiers in front of the mountain gate, he suddenly felt confident.

He shouted at them to get out of the way, and the soldiers immediately moved out of the way. Du Que and Baima moved forward slowly, surrounded by soldiers on both sides.

Zhang Gong, Cui Yingying, Mrs. Cui Xiangguo, Elder Faben and Monk Fa Cong stood in front of the mountain gate. Tens of thousands of soldiers stepped out of a passage, silently, and let Du Que and Baima in. Immediately, the passage closed again, only the sound of armor scraping was heard, but the small voices of tens of thousands of people gathered together, and the momentum was astonishing.

In the forest of countless spears, everyone saw the figures of Qintong Zongdan and Tian Hongniang riding on horses, getting further and further away, until they reached the center of the military formation and were no longer visible, and the sound of the armor in the middle was rubbing against each other. Near and far, slowly moving away.

Only the backs of rows of soldiers were seen, all standing towards the center of the military formation, the spears in their hands pointing to the sky, forming a dark forest of guns.

Zhang Gong, Cui Yingying, and Mrs. Cui Xiangguo all frowned, feeling extremely worried.

Zhang Gong frowned and thought: "I came here to take office in Hezhong Mansion just to cooperate with my sworn brother in order to control the court. My sworn brother must not get into trouble, otherwise, I will not be able to control his army and fall into the hands of others. With your own hands, it will become a disaster!”

Cui Yingying and Mrs. Cui Xiangguo had the same idea. Although the Cui family was powerful, they still had to rely on the warlords in the feudal town to connect with each other and control the world. Nothing can happen to Du Que.

Elder Faben clasped his hands and recited the Buddha's name silently with worry, thinking: "Our Pujiu Temple has been attacked by wars recently, which will affect the popularity of the temple."

"General Du, you haven't given me the reward you promised me yet!" Monk Fa Cong stared into the distance and thought to himself: "It took me a lot of effort to get Cui Yingying to be fascinated by my fragrance, but you can't We can’t just die like this.”

At this moment, everyone saw smoke and smoke suddenly rising in the center of the military formation, and there were loud shouts. The countless spears in the center of the military formation suddenly stopped standing upright, and suddenly turned forward and fell towards the center.

Zhang Gong, Cui Yingying, and Mrs. Cui Xiangguo looked very nervous. It was a good time that Qintong Zongdan and Tian Hongniang died, but Du Que was absolutely unstoppable.

But he was too far away, but he didn't know what happened. Was Du Que trying to escape, but he was stabbed in the throat by Qintong Zongdan and died? Or were Du Que's soldiers eager for the savior and launched an attack rashly? If this is the case, Du Que's life may not be guaranteed.

Elder Norben frowned and shouted the Buddha's name: "Amitabha!"

After all, Monk Facong is a monk, and he couldn't help crying out sadly: "Namo's Great Merciful and Great Compassion saves the suffering Guanshiyin Bodhisattva!"

Everyone looked around and saw the sound of killing and flying dust in the center of the military formation. They all thought that it seemed that Du Que's life and death were even more unknown.

From a distance, I saw a sudden roar in the center of the military formation, and the soldiers all stepped back. The soldier at the back took a full seven or eight steps, which was probably the length of a spear.

Zhang Gong frowned and said: "Perhaps this dog slave grabbed a spear, swung it in a round shape and swept it around, so the soldiers retreated so far."

"I think although the Red Sky Sword is a long sword, it is too short after all," Cui Yingying nodded. "It cannot withstand the spears thrust from all directions."

For a moment, everyone saw an empty space in the sky in the middle of the military formation. It seemed that Qin Tong had forced back the surrounding soldiers.

At this moment, a passage suddenly opened in the military formation, and a man rushed out from it, rolling and crawling. His face was covered with dust, his armor was messy, and his helmet was tilted.

Everyone took a closer look and found that this person was Du Que.

Zhang Gong rushed up to him, picked up Du Que, and asked, "Sister-in-law, how are you? Are you injured?"

Du Que leaned over and gasped for air for a while. Finally, after breathing fully, he stood up straight and said, "Fortunately, I'm fine!"

Looking back, I saw that the center of the military formation was still fighting. From time to time, spears were blown away, rushed into the air, and then fell into the military formation.

Occasionally, one or two soldiers would fly out and crash into the military formation, causing chaos.

Zhang Gong and Du Que both looked up and asked, "Brother, what happened just now?"

Du Que sighed and said: "When I walked to the middle of the military formation just now, I suddenly felt that the time had come. I winked at the soldiers on the side, and those soldiers suddenly took action and attacked Zongdan and the matchmaker who were riding on the horse. Attack. Spears thrust at them."

Zhang Gong couldn't help stroking his hands and said: "Sister-in-law is so smart! This way you can break the heart of the dog slave, and you can take the opportunity to escape!"

"Ashamed!" Du Que touched his throat lightly, stretched it out in front of his eyes, and saw blood on his hand, and said, "Even though I am agile, I still got some skin scratches from the tip of that dog slave's sword."

Cui Yingying's beautiful face turned pale when she saw the blood, but when she thought that Zhang Gong would be indispensable for Du Que's support in the future, she quickly tore off her clothes and bandaged up Du Que.

"What a shame that dog slave was prepared for it. He missed me when he stabbed me, and nimbly dodged the attack on horseback. The Chixiao sword in the dog slave's hand danced airtight, deflecting the spears that were attacking them one by one. ." Du Que said bitterly.

Zhang Gong said: "Then the sworn brother must command the soldiers to continue attacking!"

"Well, yes, I saw that the attack failed, and I became even more anxious. I knew that if I couldn't subdue this dog slave quickly, my plan would completely fail." Du Que looked at the center of the military formation in the distance and recalled He said, "I shouted loudly to the soldiers to continue attacking. At the same time, I also drew the sword from my waist and prepared to go into battle myself."

Mrs. Cui Xiangguo said from the side: "General Du takes the lead, which is indeed admirable. But this is too dangerous, so you should be the one to take command and let the soldiers go and fight."

Du Que nodded, accepted the compliment from Mrs. Cui Xiangguo, and said, "Well, that's true. My soldiers also said so, so they escorted me out first."

Turning around, he saw Elder Faben and Monk Facong still reciting Buddhist sutras, and he couldn't help but sneered: "Humph, these monks are pretending to be compassionate!"

Zhang Gong, Cui Yingying, Mrs. Cui Xiangguo and Du Que looked at the center of the military formation in the distance, their eyes full of nervousness. They knew that Qintong Zongdan had been trapped in the military formation of tens of thousands of soldiers. This time, he might be dead.

Zhang Gong thought in his heart: "How dare this dog slave be so arrogant! Let's see how he escapes this time!" Anger and unwillingness filled his chest, but he also understood that at this moment, they could only wait for the result quietly.

"Hmph, you bold dog slave, yes, in this way, you and your matchmaker died in the chaos, and you just eliminated a serious problem for me!" She was full of pride in her heart.

Mrs. Cui Xiangguo thought in her heart: "This dog slave dares to betray us! This time we must let him know how powerful he is!" There was a sinister look in her eyes.

"This dog slave is so audacious that he dares to be my enemy! Humph, he dares to hold the marshal of the feudal town hostage. He is so impatient to live!" Du Que was furious and roared: "You guys! Come on! Kill this dog slave. !”

When the soldiers heard the general's urging, they shouted loudly and rushed towards the center of the military formation.

The four people's eyes were fixed on the center of the military formation in the distance, their faces full of anger. They felt that it was only a matter of time before Qintong Zongdan was killed in a military battle.

At this moment, there was a sudden loud shout in the center of the military formation, followed by the wailing of countless people.

Zhang Gong, Cui Yingying, Mrs. Cui Xiangguo and Du Que were shocked. They saw spears thrown into the air suddenly from the center of the army, and many people flew to all sides.

Du Que laughed loudly and said, "This dog slave is dead!"

"Oh? What do you mean, brother-in-law?" Zhang Gong asked hurriedly.

Du Que pointed at the center of the military formation and said: "Facing my tens of thousands of well-trained men, this dog slave spent so much internal energy how could he maintain it for a while? The blow just now was regarded as the reflection of this dog slave. The end of the strong crossbow! Hahahahaha!"