Chiwuxing

Chapter [-] - Fu Chen made a mistake in the melee between the two armies, and both generals shared the enemy Jia Yun died

The spring rain is like fine willows, burrowing into the wilderness mud.

"It's not good," a soldier came over in a panic and said, "Yan Jun suddenly came from behind and burned our granary."

Sha Lihu's complexion changed slightly, apparently not expecting this, he said, "How many people?"

The soldier said: "There are not many people, about three to five hundred people. But they obviously don't want to fight head-on. The army came and ran away after burning."

Sha Lihu said: "Gather all the generals here and prepare for the battle!"

"Yes."

Sha Lihu got up and paced around twice, thinking about the current situation.

As soon as the crowd arrived, Sha Lihu didn't want to be polite, and directly ordered: "Since the Yan army dared to burn food this time, it seems that we have to fight a big battle. But it's an opportunity, after dealing with the Yan people for so long, when we arrive Now is also the time for me to wait for the big one. This time, the general will lead the [-] Chinese army to attack westward from the front of the barracks, Rong Ze, you will guard the main army with me this time."

Sha Lihu glanced at Wumasun, who raised his head and looked back.

The four eyes met, and Wu Masun made no effort to hide his disdain.

Sha Lihu suppressed his emotions for a while, and said: "Wumasun, since you have always relied on force, let you alone lead [-] soldiers from the southwest to the Yan army to catch them off guard."

"It doesn't need eight thousand," Wu Masun said with a fierce look, "three thousand is enough."

"Wars are not child's play," Sha Lihu warned, "You have to weigh the consequences clearly."

Wu Masun looked back: "I know it well, as long as no one blocks my way, I will let you see who is stronger."

"Okay," Sha Lihu said according to his words, "just three thousand."

Then he turned back to the other soldiers and said: "Now all the troops will return to the army to count their troops and go to battle immediately!"

Wu Masun went out first, he has been restrained in fighting for months, and has been subservient to others, he is already full of desire to be watered.Just in time for this opportunity, let him once again show his force and suppress the gossip of a group of people in the army.

Wu Masun led [-] soldiers to circle to the southwest, but before he had gone for a few miles, he heard the sound of fighting.

"General, there is already a fight over there." A soldier beside him said.

"Well," Wu Masun responded casually, moving his ears and sneering, "Don't worry, our opponent is here too."

Amidst the noisy tremors, there was a powerful sound of kicking horseshoes.

"Sure enough, the Yan people are still the Yan people. They are always attacking in several groups, always thinking about playing these odd ideas." Wu Masun rode his horse, speeding up.

"Cut," said the soldier just now, "we've figured out their tricks, and they won't be able to move..."

Several soldiers around him laughed, obviously they were faintly excited that they hadn't enjoyed killing the enemy for several days.

Wu Masun laughed and shouted: "Brothers! You don't have to be polite when you see Yan Jun in a while! Cut down those who haven't vented in the past few days!"

Not far ahead, the Yan army of the brigade greeted them head-on.The brown-red armor was flooded, and it was difficult to distinguish the exact number of people for a while.

Wu Masun took the lead and scanned the Yan army. Among the first three, the one in the middle was his defeated general, the one on the left was unknown, and the one on the right was the scar-faced young man he had seen last time.

If it was really the narrow road to Yuanjia, he hooked his mouth lightly and put the Fengzui knife across his chest, waiting for another duel with him, this time the winner will be decided.

Without waiting for the horn to sound, Fu Chen came first on horseback, followed by a group of Yan soldiers.

Seeing his expression was cold and serious, Wu Masun also suppressed the expression on his face, raised his knife and shouted: "Brothers, give it to me!"

Fu Chen and Wu Masun waved their weapons forward at the same time.

The young man bowed his back lightly, his hips clamped the horse's belly, and with a strong effort in his abdomen and chest, he even made a roundabout with the horse, intending to hit the undefended part of his back.

Wu Masun was terrified, and dodged in a panic, a cut was unavoidably scratched on his arm.He frowned tightly, staring at the movement of the person in front of him. For some reason, it was obvious that he hadn't fought for a few days, but this young man suddenly seemed to have improved a bit, or it could be said that the strength of his sword had increased a lot, which was obviously accompanied by a murderous aura. .

He swung the saber to attack his body first, and he saw the terrifying black centipede-like scar on the young man's left cheek. Relying on his slightly thin warrior figure, he quickly dodged his attack. The speed of the saber and the speed of the figure were simply It's a dazzling movement.

Fu Chen dodged the attack and took the initiative to swing his sword again.

Wu Masun raised his sword to block back, but Fu Chen saw that he was out of power, so he immediately changed his attack and attacked from the side.

Wu Masun suddenly realized where the strange feeling he had just now came from. This Yan general has no rules at all in his moves, and he could glimpse some rules and moves of swordsmanship from it before. But now his movements are completely chaotic and forceful.Wu Masun couldn't help raising his eyes to look at the young man's expression again, he didn't see it clearly last time, but this time he could only see a pair of colorless pupils, completely in a state of trance, without spirit, if you don't take a closer look, you might think is blind.

He calmed down, suppressed the anger that had just risen for a while, and while responding, he also paid attention to the movement on the side.

Wu Masun caught a glimpse of the Yan Kingdom eunuch who was defeated by him earlier fighting in the scuffle a few feet away, his heart sank, he turned his horse's head and chased after that person.

He thought that General Yan behind him would be chasing after him, but after he rode his horse past, he suddenly turned around and found that the young man was still where he was, fighting with the barbarians beside him, and his eyes were still fixed on this side.

Wu Masun exhaled slowly, he simply killed this old thing to boost his morale, and then went to fight that desperate person in a while.

Thinking of this, he turned and stared at the chief general of the Yan army.Seeing that it was Wu Masun approaching, the barbarians fighting next to him withdrew their weapons and led the way.

Seeing Wu Masun staring at him again, Jia Yun raised his gun and attacked without any sign of timidity.

Wu Masun swung the square head-on, attacking one after another.

Since the last time he fought, he knew that this person's attack was also wild, and he seemed to be fighting recklessly with internal strength, but he was at the age of relying on his laurels.Wu Masun ridiculed in his heart, and wanted to show him the strength of young people.

After thinking about it, after blocking the swinging red-tasseled long spear, he immediately stabbed with the knife again, without any hesitation, trying to find a flaw in the opponent's marksmanship.

In the middle of the battle, Wu Masun moved his ears, and suddenly heard the muffled sounds and screams of swords piercing flesh again and again.He had no choice but to run away to look aside, and it really was Fu Chen who had just been trapped in the same place and came again.

Jia Yun still has a lot of experience in the battlefield, so he caught the opponent's moment of loss of consciousness and stabbed the red-tasseled spear horizontally.

It was too late when Wu Masun came back to his senses.

"Young people should focus on practicing martial arts."

Jia Yun said as he dodged.

It may not be a kind reminder, Wu Masun heard ridicule from it.

"Old fellow," Wu Masun said through gritted teeth, "What young people want is to hear all directions and see all directions!"

The Fengzui knife in his hand turned more and more violently, Jia Yun responded calmly.

Fu Chen is getting closer here, and he is only one step away from Jia Yun when he slashes the barbarian swords that block him.

Misty, chaotic.

It seemed to be raining again.

Will the spring rain blind my eyes?

Fu Chen shakes the sword and shakes off the blood all over the ground, red and black, red and black, red and black are so disgusting.

He has no internal energy now, and only relies on brute force to support his sword moves.

Fu Chen frowned, forcibly suppressed his beating heart, and dealt with the ordinary barbarian opposite him.

Almost just catching the moment when the other party didn't react in time, he went in the opposite direction, slashing his neck from bottom to top, blood spattered, and he fell off the horse.

Wu Masun's eyes froze, realizing that Fu Chen's side had wiped out his subordinates, and attacked him.

It is not unheard of to have one-to-many Wu Masun, but these two happen to be military generals who do not follow routines. They focus on internal strength and body skills. If they take both sides into account, they will definitely not be able to handle it.He thought, what the old man said just now was not completely wrong, if he faced the enemy with ordinary soldiers of the same level, naturally he could be regarded as one person and wiped out all of them.However, if they are all generals who have distinct moves against the enemy, they will naturally not be able to attack according to the same strategy. Distraction will become a big taboo at this time. It is best to attack one by one.

Wu Masun thought calmly, the blood dripping down from his forehead brought him a bit of clarity.Now we must deal with this old one first, and then go to attack this more difficult young Yan general.

Jia Yun raised the red-tasseled long spear and stabbed again, his movements were still smooth and sophisticated.Wu Masun counterattacked unceremoniously, turned from defense to offense in an instant, leaving no room for counterattack, and at the same time tried to force Jia Yun to the same position as Fu Chen, so that the two of them could move as close as possible to each other. within sight.

At this time, Fu Chen was attacking Wumasun sternly, Jia Yun was focused on fighting the enemy, and didn't notice his movements. Wumasun glanced at him while turning his knife, but felt a little weird in his heart, hesitating whether to Go deal with him first, and Jia Yun seized his distracted moment to attack him more fiercely.

Wu Masun was vigilant this time, but did not let his plan succeed.

So let go and don't think about it anymore, direct the inner force into the palm of your hand, and push forward violently.

Jia Yun's move was careless, and he lost his sense of proportion while changing hands, and the armor on his shoulder was cut by the blade of Fengzui.

Jia Yun's face became more dignified, and he switched the spear from his left hand to his right in the gap, his dantian raised his strength, and the red tassels on the spear in his hand rose high, automatically without wind.

Fu Chen was also blocked by the sudden shock wave of internal force. He had no internal force to protect himself, and he was also affected by it at this moment. He only felt ringing in his ears, and the buzzing sound and the blurry objects in front of him tormented him He was getting more and more out of breath, like falling into a dream, only the sense of smell was still clear, the smell of blood and the smell of sweat and sourness in the air... He spat out some filth to the side with a "vomit", in his stomach, The heart, spleen and stomach are all concussed and churned, making it uncomfortable.

He opened his eyes in a daze, feeling a little coolness on his face.Is it really raining?

He thought it was a hallucination, but he just woke up when the gradually cool liquid ran across his cheeks, at this moment.

Fu Chen saw that Jia Yun and Wu Masun were still entangled together, Jia Yun's face passed from the side, and gradually transformed into a familiar frontal face, a face he had recalled many times in his dreams.

He rode forward a few steps.

Although Jia Yun was at a disadvantage in the battle, Wu Masun's blow just now exhausted most of his strength, and his sweat was mixed with fine rain. He saw that Fu Chen was coming to join the battle again. With two against one, the outcome is hard to guarantee.Wu Masun gritted his teeth and accelerated the saber movement.

Fu Chen also followed Jia Yun's block and attacked Wu Masun, but his movements were slightly delayed.

Wu Masun struggled to deal with it, thinking that going on like this was not an option, the surrounding Yan barbarian soldiers were fighting in full swing, it was no longer possible to rely on others to come to support, he gritted his teeth, reined in his horse and took two steps back, and once again channeled the remaining internal energy into his limbs Joint, five fingers exert force.At the same time, he stepped on both feet, stepped straight on the horse, and leaped from the horse's back. The Fengzui knife was raised high, and there was a gleam of light between the blades——

In the nick of time, Fu Chen moved forward, subconsciously wanting to block with his sword.

Wu Masun had already used his last strength to fight to the death at this last moment, his gaze was directed at Jia Yun, the blade stood upright without turning over.

The internal force contained in the Fengzui knife shook Jia Yun's hand holding the gun.

Wu Masun squinted his eyes to notice Fu Chen's movements, and saw the sword he was blocking shake, and then the long sword fell to the ground.Seeing his white and blood-stained left hand, Wu Masun frowned in surprise for a moment, but had no time to think about it. Seeing Jia Yun's spear was cracked, he immediately poured all his strength into the sword in his hand at this critical moment.

A flash of lightning flashed across the sky instantly, and a bright light reflected a knife, a gun, and a hand.

The blood is miserable.

It almost stagnated in the air for half a moment, and then hit the ground when it landed.

"puff!"

The blade of the knife forcibly slashed from Jia Yun's neck to the chest ribs. Wu Masun let out a long breath at the same time, his internal energy was almost dissipated, but he clenched his teeth and cut off a few inches with brute force.

The buzzing sound that Fu Chen had just been washed away by a few drops of rain rang out again. Regardless of the fallen sword, he rushed over and knocked Wu Masun away.

Jia Yun fell heavily to the ground, Fu Chen grabbed it, big streams of red liquid were still gushing out from Jia Yun's neck, but he couldn't feel anything, he just stared into the eyes of the person in front of him.

Fu Chen panted heavily: "You..."

Jia Yun was almost in a daze of powerlessness, his eyes were half closed, and the sharp pain came from his neck, but he didn't have time to react for a while, but he expected such a fate, and all kinds of interests were hard to describe.

When the pain was mixed, he saw that the young man in front of him seemed to be eager to say something, but he couldn't stop panting, his chest was rumbling, and the black centipede-like scar on the young man's left cheek was shaking violently.

Jia Yun tried his best to hold the young man's hand, but the young man sensed his movement and immediately grabbed his collar roughly.Looking from the side, it seems that he is checking his injuries.

He heard the young man staring at him in a low voice trembling:

"It's... you, it's you who killed... my father..."

Jia Yun's mind was dull, and a mouthful of blood gushed from the corner of his mouth because the young man approached and pressed the handle of the knife. He frowned, and the pain of tearing his throat was unspeakable: "You..."

He was speechless.

The young man struggled to squeeze his collar, but couldn't help shaking it, and dark red blood flowed out of his palm.

"I am... Xie... Zhi... the legacy son..."

Seeing his pupils shaking, the young man couldn't help shouting hoarsely:

"Please speak--"

The young man trembled: "Why... are you so vicious... If... Si... Today, you today..."

Jia Yun's lips moved, and he opened his mouth slowly, as if to say something, the young man stared at him and moved closer.

Jia Yun stared at her eyes: "...uh...heh...after..."

Before Fu Chen could understand what it meant, he felt a sudden burning pain on his shoulder. It was the icy breath pierced by a sharp knife, which chilled his heart.

In an instant, there was a muffled sound of thunder in the sky, and with the impact of the roar just now, monstrous fatigue swept over. Fu Chen was stunned by the dark red blood, and fell forward.With the handle of the knife still on his chest, at the last moment before he fell to the ground, he looked into Jia Yun's half-closed eyes. He tried his best to open his eyelids, but found that he could no longer use the strength to raise his hand, and finally gave in. There was nothing.

Wu Masun lost his strength, and let go of the sword in his hand under a heavy blow from Yan Bing beside him.

Wei Xu kicked him again, not wanting to be too entangled, turned around and shouted to the side: "Come on! Get on the horse first!"

Wei Xu squatted down, quickly sealed the acupoint on Fu Chen's right shoulder a few times, frowned slightly, and pulled out the sword stuck in his shoulder. With a sword wound on his right shoulder, he picked it up and put it on the horse's back, then got on the horse and continued to fend off several barbarians who surrounded him.

Several Yan soldiers here were about to help Jia Yun who was on the ground, but Wu Masun who had just been thrown aside picked up the Fengzui knife that was thrown on the ground and came to kill him again.Wei Xu rode his horse and stepped forward with the gun in his hand, showing no mercy.

He saw that Jia Yun had been carried on the horse on the dying side, so he yelled: "Retreat! The Yan army obeys the order! Retreat!"

Wumasun was already physically exhausted, he didn't want to entangle too much, he only knew that he injured two generals of the enemy this time, and it was considered a meritorious service to the army, so he didn't want to entangle too much, but he would not let the opponent go lightly if he escaped , So shouted: "Brothers! Chase me!"

The barbarian army rushed forward again, and the Yan army rode forward. The Yan soldiers behind the team were still trapped in the formation, and a soldier shouted back: "Brother Xu! Take the admiral first and return first! Leave this to us!"

Wei Xu was not polite, and said to the soldiers with Jia Yun beside him, "Come back quickly!"

Wu Masun's killing intent became more and more intense. After all, he was very powerful. He overturned and cut down several Yan soldiers. There was no one around him for a while, so he grabbed a barbarian soldier and said, "Now go fight with Rong Ze and the others. While saying, General Yan has been injured and fled!"

The drizzle of the rain just now had the potential to shake, Wu Masun stretched out his hand and wiped his face again, the blood on his hand was gradually washed away, revealing the white back of his hand.His eyes flickered, and a look of surprise passed by.

Sha Lihu's side was focused on fighting the enemy Liao Hui, and he was immersed in the battle at this time.Rong Ze approached with a group of soldiers, and shouted at the same time: "General! General Yan has been injured and fled! The Yan army over Wuma has dispersed!"

Sha Lihu's original focus on fighting the enemy was broken by this sentence, and he immediately said with a smirk: "Did you hear that! Useless Yan people! Hurry up and surrender!"

"Fart!" Liao Hui was furious, ignored his words, grabbed the serial long knife, and slashed in front of him.

Not to be outdone, Sha Lihu swung with two maces.When weapons collide, they don't spare each other.

The heavy rain was pouring out, and the sky was dark.

Sha Lihu gradually came to his senses from the fight, since he knew he would lose the opponent's general, he didn't need to waste time with it.

"Pass me the general order! Ming Jin withdraws troops!"

The sound of the gong was loud, and the barbarians quickly gathered their troops and ran back.

"There's no need to chase!" Seeing that Liao Hui still felt dissatisfied, Jiao Shiling immediately stopped him.

There were many dead and wounded soldiers on the field, Jiao Shiling said: "All soldiers return to camp! Bring all the wounded brothers back!"

The speed of the fierce fighting seemed to slow down suddenly as the heavy rain traced it, and the soldiers regained the pain in their bodies in the awakening of this stop.Some of the red-armored warriors got off their horses and brought back their comatose brothers, while some dragged their severed torsos and walked slowly back.

Liao Hui and Jiao Shiling got off their horses together and walked towards the barracks. At this time, there were a group of soldiers crowded outside the main tent, and Liao and Jiao couldn't help being in a daze. In this situation, two years ago, in the same rain, there was something A flame that is gradually doused.

Regardless of their own injuries, the two squeezed in from the crowd, and the soldiers on both sides also gave way to the aisle when they saw the people coming.

On the bed in the center of the tent was Jia Yun with his eyes closed.

The knife wound on the intercarotid artery was wrapped up intact, and it was difficult to distinguish between life and death for a while.

Liao Hui and Jiao Shiling stepped forward slowly.

His face is paler than his white hair, and the creases on his cheeks and the corners of his eyes are already aging.It was obvious that the tall and calm commander-in-chief who assembled before the battle had changed his age in a blink of an eye.

Jiao Shiling didn't make a sound, Liao Hui looked at Wei Xu in a daze.

Wei Xu was expressionless, and said in a low voice: "Just now the military doctor came to see it, the arteries lost too much blood, and the meridian blood supply was insufficient. It's already..."

"I can't help it."

Jiao Shiling stepped forward and stretched out his hand to probe again, and sure enough, there was no breath, and there was a dead silence.

There was a long silence.

Liao Hui said, "Where are the others? Fu Chen was also stabbed?"

Wei Xu raised his head and said, "He was wounded by a sword in his shoulder, and the bleeding has stopped, but he is still unconscious. The military doctor can't find the reason for now, so he just said to wait."

Liao Hui rarely felt sleepy, so he looked at the person on the bed again, and said, "Everyone should leave first."

Everyone takes orders.

The person on the bed was sleeping peacefully, and Jiao Shiling said, "Why don't you... report to the superior first..."

Liao Hui nodded, lowered his eyes and said: "The corpse cannot be stored in time... we must pick a place here and place it earlier."

Jiao Shiling said: "Then just find a peaceful place for burial in the outskirts of Tongcheng. The admiral's status is embarrassing. If he sends someone to the imperial capital at this time, it will be another disturbance, and it will disturb the admiral's underground peace."

"...Okay." Liao Hui responded with lowered eyes.

Jiao Shiling glanced at him, and said with a sneer, "I usually see you and the admiral quarreling, but now you're showing a bit of worry. I thought you'd be very happy because of it."

"Cut," Liao Hui also sneered, and said, "I have led the army for so many years, have you not figured out whether it is an enemy or a friend? No matter how much I can't understand Jia Yun's behavior, it is only related to him. In the past, since he was in charge of the military power, now something like this happened..."

The two of them were worried about the cloth, and all kinds of emotions were surging in their hearts.

"General, it rained heavily just now, and more than half of the fire in the granary that was originally burned was extinguished. After the liquidation, half of the grain is still intact."

"It's true that God helped me!" Sha Lihu smiled, "It seems that the strength of the Yan Kingdom is exhausted, and even God has not given favor."

He asked again: "Who is the Yan general who beheaded today?"

Everyone turned their attention to the next leader.

Wu Masun remained silent, just wiped the blood on the knife carefully, and didn't intend to answer.

Sha Lihu's original interest faded away when he touched Wu Masun, and he pursed his lips just as he was about to explode.

Seeing this, Wu Masun followed a small soldier and said: "General Wu Ma is facing the current leader of Yan Bing, Jia Yun, with two young generals beside him. Hack and kill."

Wu Masun was wiping the treasured sword, the bright light on the blade flickered, and he couldn't help recalling the moment of life and death on the battlefield, the back of the plain white hand that suddenly let go of the hilt, and a few drops of dark red blood twitched in an instant.He already expected that he would definitely be able to block this attack, even if he couldn't catch the attack with one hand, he would definitely be able to reduce his attack.And that person stopped at the critical moment, stopped.

He stared at the blade in a daze, Sha Lihu saw his expression, thought he was pretending to be arrogant and arrogant, felt annoyed in his heart, gritted his teeth and said: "Wuma Sun has made meritorious service today, he can be credited with a military service."

Wu Masun came back to his senses, and after hearing the yin and yang tone, he looked at the person above, his eyes became provocative, and he said: "This is the military merit I deserve, how can it be that you specially ordered it to be recorded!"

Seeing the tense situation, everyone couldn't help feeling anxious, but Rong Ze said from the sidelines: "Okay, general, you have made great achievements today, so go back and rest for a while."

Wu Masun didn't want to talk tricky here, and immediately walked away on the steps Rong Ze gave him, lifting the curtain and walking swiftly, without showing any signs of fatigue.

Sha Lihu stared at him as he left, and a soldier below changed the subject: "General, this time the enemy's leader has been beheaded, our next step is to take advantage of the victory and pursue the attack, and attack at this time?"

"That's natural," Sha Lihu said, with cold eyes, "We've waited for such a long time to let them mess up first..."

Rong Ze didn't understand the meaning, but said: "This is not a waste of time for us to wait these days. Yan Jun really can't hold his breath. After spending these few days, it can be considered that he has come to our door."

"But let's not be like the Yan people," Sha Lihu said shortly, "Brothers, after a few days of rest and adjustment, sending out troops is still a small-scale battle, the same as before. Siege is not the priority."

Attacking the heart is the best policy.