Aggrieved Fish Sprite

On the seventeenth day of the eighth month, the Heavenly Grant King dispatched [-] soldiers and marched into Jingzhou.

In the teahouse storyteller's mouth, it is too embarrassing to speak if it is not 80 or [-] in a war, so ordinary people don't even know that [-] is already a very large scale.

The foundation of the prosperity of the Chu Dynasty has been slowly crumbling. No matter the south or the north, the population is decreasing every year.All kinds of disadvantages have caused internal and external troubles in Jingzhou. Before the king of Tianshou came in, the place was already in chaos.

First of all, King Jing was assassinated and injured, and secondly, he confronted the Qi Dynasty navy across the river before, and all the troops, money and food were allocated. Now it is not right to turn around and withdraw the army.

In the end, more than half of the officials in Jingzhou looked down on the rabble like Tianshou Wang, thinking that they were nothing more than a group of mud legs holding shovels and agricultural tools as weapons, which were much worse than the Qi Dynasty navy, and they just sent someone to lead an army to wipe them out.

Even the powerful and aristocratic families took this as a good opportunity to make meritorious deeds, and almost broke their heads in order to fight for the place of the leader.

...then whoever wins gets no head back.

On August 15rd, the Jingzhou army was defeated with [-] against [-].

King Tianshou took advantage of the victory to pursue and killed more than half of the Jing army. All the captured generals of the Jing army bowed their heads and sacrificed their flags. A dozen cities, large and small, were turned into a sea of ​​flames.

This battle directly hurt the vitality, and the panic spread along with the rout of the soldiers, shrouded like dark clouds.

The Heavenly Grant King doesn't look like he's going to stop at all, and he's still heading towards the more affluent southeast region.In the midst of panic, the people of Jingzhou ushered in the government's forced conscription of soldiers and grain. Since the autumn grain had not been harvested, the civilians did not have much food at all. They cried bitterly, wanting to keep their own food and their own. In the end, nothing was left behind for the children and grandchildren, and many elderly people fell down on the muddy ground and wailed in pain.

According to the rumors, King Tianshou has become a four-armed, three-eyed, two-foot-tall monster who loves to eat human flesh. The people living in the lower reaches of the river not far from the battlefield witnessed the stream turning light red. The wolf rushed into the village like a tiger.

A month ago, they were still working hard. After paying the land tax and land rent, the family lived on a tight supply of food.

No matter how difficult life is, their ancestors have lived like this for generations, and they will continue to live.

Everything has changed now, caught off guard.

Some people left their ancestral property and fields and fled with their families.

More people think that the village is located in a remote place, and they are self-confident. Anyway, when the three vassal kings of Chu Chu fought in the past, the war did not reach the village, and the food was robbed by the government. There is no shortage of wild fruits, fish and shrimp, and you will never die if you are hungry, so you didn't run away.

As a result, when the Heavenly Granted King's army arrived, it was like locusts crossing the border.

The immature crops in the field, the grain in the barn, even the chickens, ducks and poultry were not spared, and even the beams of the houses were demolished.

The soldiers of the Heavenly Grant King don't dislike those things that the Jingzhou guards don't like. Most of them don't even have a pair of shoes, let alone leather armor. , neither afraid of pain nor death.

The Jingzhou army who was defeated in the first battle gave them a lot of weapons and leather armor. Wearing the clothes stripped from the corpses, they broke into the market towns and villages in the countryside of Jingzhou. Found something better and simply threw it away in my arms.

The dropped things were still stained with blood, and next to them were corpses lying horizontally, which were then stepped over by pairs of feet, and finally mixed into the mud and plasma.

The house slowly collapsed in the fire, and the smoke dispersed.

Soon after, there was a sound of footsteps in the village.

"……Chase!"

The leader tried his best to calm down and not to look at the tragic scenes everywhere.

They were armed with weapons and had very similar clothes. They were disciples of the Hengshan School.

People in the rivers and lakes usually shy away from wars and are unwilling to get involved in trouble, but the behavior of the king of heaven has gone "out of line".

Famous and decent sects can’t eat wind and drink dew, they also have fields to hire farmers to cultivate, and their disciples are practicing martial arts, not farming. If the king of heaven continues to push forward like this, sooner or later they will hit their sect, and they can’t take the whole mountain. Moving away, even if the tenants at the foot of the mountain can be hidden in advance, what about the immature crops in the field?

So after hearing about the atrocities committed by the Heavenly Granted King's army, the sects, big and small, who had originally received the letter from Fengxing Pavilion and still hesitated to defend their territory, immediately dispatched disciples to support Jingzhou, Hengshan Sect was just one of them.

They didn't chase for long, and they encountered the rebellious army of King Tianshou in another market town.

There are about a hundred people in this rebellious army. Although they don't know martial arts, the ferocious and violent aura is shocking. They seem to be much slower than ordinary people. They usually only cry when they are cut by the third knife, and most of them stare at the red eyes. Fighting with their eyes closed, their weapons fell off and their limbs were broken, so they gritted their teeth with their hands, and at the same time there was a weird smile on their lips.

"hiss."

A Hengshan sect disciple didn't check, but his left arm was bitten by a rebel army, he raised his knife and cut off the man's head.

"Crazy, they're all crazy." The scalps of the Hengshan sect disciples were numb, if not for their good martial arts, they might lose their lives in such a hurry.

Where did the Heavenly Grant King gather these rebellious troops? Could it be the evil spirits released from hell?

People in the rivers and lakes are still frightened, let alone ordinary people.

When the rebel army was finally strangled to death, the disciples of the Hengshan School stood on the street panting heavily, their whole body in a state of distress and lingering fear.

When walking back from various parts of the town, the pace also slowed down a lot.

I thought it was a simple errand. As disciples of the great Jianghu sect, relying on force, they imagined that eradicating the rebel army would be as easy as chopping melons and vegetables. As a result, the melon vines and vegetable gangs suddenly grew sharp teeth, If he didn't pay attention, he was stabbed with blood, and even a piece of flesh was torn off.

And they have to keep going, dealing with these mad dogs.

"Damn..."

These Hengshan sect disciples scolded angrily, and one of them couldn't help but asked: "To capture the thief, first capture the king, why don't you go directly to Tian Shiwang?"

His older fellow rolled his eyes and said angrily, "Of course someone is going to do this. It's not your turn to bother me."

The implication is that none of the people present are qualified to be this assassin.

"Have you forgotten that Zheng Tu, the disciple of Patriarch Qingwu, served as the King of Heaven many years ago? Although Patriarch Qingwu died in Taijing, and the people of Zangfengguan also dispersed, Zheng Tu has always been good. He stayed in Yizhou, how about his martial arts, you don't know?"

Now everyone stopped talking.

There are kendo geniuses from famous families in Jianghu, and there are also outlaws who picked up a secret book by luck. No matter how powerful these people are, everyone still has dissatisfaction in their hearts. They always feel that they might be better if they change themselves.

Zheng Tu is different. In fact, he is taking the path that young heroes of the Jianghu most yearn for. He walks around the thirteen prefectures of the world one by one, and every time he challenges a famous Jianghu senior, he is victorious in every battle. The most bizarre The most important thing is that his martial arts cannot be said to be invincible in the world, but he can see the flaws in other people's moves in continuous fighting, and he often turns defeat into victory.No one is happy to meet such an opponent, let alone capsize in the gutter, and lose for no reason.

Zheng Tu seldom kills people in competitions, or when he wins, he is also covered in bruises. He has no spare energy and does not intend to make a death feud. Therefore, at the beginning, there were relatives, friends and disciples of the loser who made trouble for him. As it got louder, everyone changed their caliber and praised him ramblingly.It means that the one who loses in the competition is not famous, but just unlucky enough to meet Zheng Tu. If Zheng Tu hadn't suddenly lost his mind and ran to serve the king of heaven, he might be able to become a martial arts leader after decades of such prestige. .

In fact, the rumors in the rivers and lakes are quite favorable to Zheng Tu. Most people believe that this is not Zheng Tu's wish, but a teacher's order, especially after the ambition of Qingwu Patriarch was exposed.

"Patriarch Qingwu is dead, Zheng Tugen -->>

There is no need to stay with the Heavenly Grant King...Look at these disorderly troops, what the hell..."

A young Hengshan sect disciple complained in a low voice, reluctantly moved, and followed the crowd to the next village.

***

On August [-]th, after an annoying autumn rain, the weather was no longer so hot that it made people want to get angry.

This year's summer seems to be extraordinarily long, with drought in several places.

However, when it is really cool, no one cares about the harvest and the weather.

A Zhuangzi hidden on the back of the hill, at first glance, looks like a hunting and living place for the rich and powerful. Normally, the door is locked and almost no one comes in and out, but now it is extremely lively.

Many people came and went busily, holding bamboo tubes brought by carrier pigeons in their hands, and fast horses kept arriving.

The rider rolled off the saddle, showed his badge, then took the water bottle handed over by others, poured it hastily, and rushed into the house.

"Pavilion Master, the latest military newspaper in Jingzhou City..."

"Pavilion Master, a message from the Hengshan School."

"Traces of rebellious troops have been found in Xianan County."

When Mrs. Tao's sister and brother arrived, what they saw was this orderly scene amidst the chaos.

They originally opened an inn on the bank of the river, doing business as merchants of smuggled goods, but a storm destroyed the inn, and got acquainted with Meng Qi Moli by accident.

Mrs. Tao's cousin, Xiao Hezi, practiced Kung Fu for her family, which damaged her meridians. Dr. Mo showed it to her, and originally promised to come back after three months for a diagnosis and treatment, and to change the prescription. However, the summer hadn't completely passed yet, and Jingzhou was already in chaos.

The village where Mrs. Tao's sister and brother lived temporarily was refugees who smuggled in from the north bank. Even though Wang Dajun had not yet called, they were frightened and uneasy when they heard the news from the shopkeeper, and they discussed fleeing south.Lady Tao was fidgeting, and suddenly welcomed two distinguished guests who had not seen each other.

Meng Qi changed back to the old man's appearance.

This is to not frighten Lady Tao, so I can't see her for more than a month and just rejuvenate.

As a result, when they came to Zhuangzi's gate, the people in Fengxing Pavilion almost didn't recognize them.

——Fortunately, some people from Ningtai have seen Mo Li's aging appearance.

"National Teacher, Doctor Mo."

After hearing the news, Qiu Jing's confidants rushed to welcome them in.

Countless pairs of eyes glanced at Mrs. Tao's sister and brother, and the sight of scrutinizing and evaluating was obviously uncomfortable.

When the group of four arrived in front of Qiu Jing, the story of Mrs. Tao's siblings was also handed over to the owner of Fengxing Pavilion.

"It turned out to be Mrs. Tao from the Eight Arms Gate in Central Sichuan." Qiu Jing glanced at the paper on which Mrs. Tao's life experience was written out of the corner of her eye, and then her heart moved, and she vaguely understood why Meng Qi and Moli brought Mrs. Tao here.

"Come on, let's watch tea."

People in Jianghu talk about etiquette just to save face, and sometimes they can't wait to finish the etiquette.

As soon as the four of them sat down, before they even had time to pick up the tea, Qiu Jing asked straight to the point: "Eight-armed sect specializes in hidden weapons, and has always had a good relationship with Thunderbolt Hall. Lady Tao has been away from the division for many years, so I don't know how much she knows about Thunderbolt Hall." ?”

Mrs. Tao had already heard from Mo Li that the Thunderbolt Hall assisted the King of Heaven to break through the Xuanchuan Pass. In fact, she volunteered to come here this time.

"Thunderbolt Hall has serious differences these years. Some people are obsessed with making hidden weapons, while others always want to go out. They think that Yizhou's structure is too small, and they can't make a fortune and feel aggrieved. I heard that the old owner of Thunderbolt Hall Lei's family last year After passing away, it should be the meaning of the new Patriarch to serve as the Heavenly King."

Lady Tao insisted that she would find a way to find some brothers from the Eight-Armed Sect and get in touch with those who opposed the Patriarch in the Thunder Hall.

Finding people is Fengxing Pavilion's specialty.

As long as you don't squat in Yizhou, as long as you come to Jiangnan, it will be a matter of time.

"Miss Tao stay here first, within three days, there will be news from your fellow family." Qiu Jing winked, and someone immediately came to lead the way.

Lady Tao's sister and brother held the teacup they just got, wondering whether to put it down or take a sip before leaving in embarrassment.

"Cough." Meng Qi maintained the manner of the old man, and said slowly, "If you return in vain this time, Mrs. Tao doesn't need to worry about it. In the face of danger, it is nothing more than finding a few more ways."

Lady Tao heaved a sigh of relief, seeing more and more people from Fengxing Pavilion outside the door waiting to report, she was embarrassed to stay, so she put down the teacup and took her cousin away.

The atmosphere in the room became more stagnant. Qiu Jing caught a glimpse of the purple soft sword on Meng Qi's waist and the familiar luggage on Mo Li's back, and couldn't help wondering where the two had put these things before and how they got them back.

From the moment Mo Li entered the door, his gaze had been fixed on the sand table in the center of the square table.

The red flag extended a lot from Yizhou. Jingzhou was defeated like a mountain, and within a few days, one-third of its jurisdiction had been lost.

"The Heavenly King really only has one hundred thousand troops?"

Not only is it dangerous like a locust disaster, but even the speed is so fast, could it be possible that it has wings?

As soon as Meng Qi saw the person leaving, he immediately lost his aging posture, and when he got up and paced, he didn't look old at all, except for his face, the people around Fengxing Pavilion almost suspected that he was a different person.

"Look carefully, there is no big city here."

Meng Qi knew the sand table very well, and felt that Fengxing Pavilion's craftsmanship was not bad, but ordinary people in the Jianghu did not have such skills.

"On the one hand, King Tianshou's men and horses will not stay in the captured city, on the other hand, the Jingzhou army can't hold on to it, completely abandoning the people outside the city, and King Tianshou is unwilling to waste time on these turtle shells, and only quickly takes them away. Soldiers carry out."

Meng Qi stretched out his hand casually, and the red area in Mo Li's eyes became clear.

Qiu Jing was slightly surprised, and then said in relief:

"Sure enough, you are worthy of Master Meng. You don't need to read the news from the front to make accurate guesses."

At this time, news from various sects came one after another from outside, Qiu Jing quickly turned over, his fingers trembling slightly with anger.

"Pavilion Master?"

"...the rebellious army slaughtered and plundered the village, and the people couldn't escape."

Qiu Jing held on to the tabletop, tried his best, and said weakly, "Except for the disciples of the Hengshan sect and other big sects, the other dozen or so sects are all retreating."

"What?" Everyone in the Fengxing Pavilion next to them was taken aback.

Meng Qi's face was sullen, Mo Li hesitated for a moment, and took the stack of messages from Qiu Jing.

Some market towns and villages were almost completely destroyed. After surviving several groups of rebellious troops, there was no place to find shelter from the wind and rain.Not to mention that those chaotic troops looked crazy and were not afraid of casualties. The big sect had not yet suffered any casualties, but the small sect had already lost their lives.

"In a hurry, Fengxing Pavilion summoned more than 400 disciples from various sects, Jianghu heroes... Including the corresponding people in the past few days, it has reached more than [-] people, which is almost half of the strength of Jiangnan. This Jingzhou is like a mud cow entering the sea..."

Qiu Jing stared at the sand table, his palms clenched tightly.

She never thought that relying on these people would be able to turn the situation around, but even saving people is difficult to do.

Is this the fate?

Meng Qi closed his eyes and said in a deep voice: "First strangle the main force of King Tianshou, he is throwing everything away and heading towards Nanping County where King Jing is."

"Report-"

Suddenly a person broke in from outside, seeing Meng Qi Moli was stunned, and said quickly: "Pavilion Master, Senior Wang and the others have missed, and the ten people who went to assassinate the Heavenly King together have already... Our people died after the Heavenly King pulled out of the camp." Their bodies were found during a search."