But this is a fight, even a lion fights a rabbit with all its might.
Those who show mercy because their opponent is a beautiful girl, or those who hold back because of lust on the battlefield, are all fools who are afraid of not dying fast enough.
Du Yuejiao only saw claw shadows coming towards her in front of her.
The most fatal blow was the one aimed at her throat, but there were also claw shadows all around.
Let her avoid it.
For a mid-level master like Yu He who can release his energy, every one of his fake moves must be treated as a real move.
Du Yuejiao was also in a desperate situation. She gritted her teeth and spun her sword in circles.
She successfully blocked the fatal blow towards her throat and most of the claw shadows, and then relied on her strange body movements to avoid the remaining small part of the claw shadows.
However, there were still two claw shadows that were inevitably heading towards her shoulders, and they were about to pierce through her shoulders.
With a "swish", Yu He was stabbed in the back of his shoulder first.
What followed was an explosion of energy amidst angry roars.
When I looked again, Yu Hefei retreated to the back, looked back at the back of his shoulder where he was stabbed by the sword, his face full of anger.
Another girl quickly turned over in the air and hid behind Du Yuejiao. She breathed a sigh of relief and some hair fell by her ears.
"Where have you been?" Du Yuejiao wanted to turn around and glare at her, but after all, she was the one who saved him this time, so she didn't want to be too harsh. However, there was still some dissatisfaction in her tone.
Xu Xiaoyan smiled and said, "I went for a walk outside!" After a pause, she looked at Yu He who was looking murderous, and said to herself, "What a pity."
Her sword was unexpected enough, but it could only barely injure the opponent, and could not even force him to retreat temporarily to recuperate.
Gong Muhong, Chuan Daoren and Hou Bomin were facing even greater pressure at this moment.
This is because they are facing Diao Hongyan, the strongest of the Three Evils of Hannan, and Jin Ba, the most aggressive.
Even when they took a defensive stance, they were forced into a situation where they could not resist. Every moment seemed like they were walking on the edge of the gates of hell. If they were not careful, they would cross the line between life and death and would never be able to return.
Those who were smashed to death by Jin Ba's mace were all covered in blood and flesh, with hardly a single piece intact.
What Diao Hongyan used was just a sword, a brass iron sword that was heavier than an ordinary iron sword.
Each of his swords had the power to sweep away thousands of troops, making it difficult for people to resist.
Fortunately, the mountain path behind the group was rather narrow, making it difficult for the larger Hanyang Gang members to attack from both sides.
But the Hanyang Gang also had many capable warriors who climbed up the cliffs from the side and then jumped down from a high place to form a pincer attack.
Every time a pincer attack was formed, they could only leave behind many corpses and continue to retreat.
Every corpse made Gong Muhong's eyes redden.
Finally, they retreated to the back mountain, leaving behind them pairs of confused and helpless eyes.
The Hanyang gang members began to surround them from the side. They were already in a dead end... It was a trap where there was no way out.
The gates of hell were all around them, like a shrinking swamp, beginning to drag them one by one into the abyss of death.
"Finally here!" Suddenly, Hou Boming raised his head and spoke.
Chuan Dao Ren thrust out his sword, killed an enemy with all his might, and breathed a sigh of relief: "Here they come!"
Gong Muhong was covered in blood and wounds. His eyes penetrated the darkness and fell on the fire that suddenly rose in the distance. Tears welled up in his tiger eyes: "Yes! It's coming!"
First there were frantic rockets, followed by a whistling rain of arrows.
Then came the shouts and cries of killing that came like a tide, and the flashes of swords and sabers that suddenly became fierce, as if forcing a ray of dawn out of this dark world.
At this moment, every one of them felt indescribable excitement... They had finally waited for it!
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"Shennong Village?" Zhao Xuanding swept his poisonous power across, repelling the woman in front of him. He looked back and frowned tightly.
He didn't expect that after such an incident happened in Shennong Village during the day, they would rush to support the Gong family overnight.
Apparently, it wasn't just Shennong Village that was coming. Warriors from Qinglong City, Goupan Village, Yinping Village, Jiming Village... all the villages gathered together and charged at the same time.
The Hanyang Gang was attacked from all sides.
The morale of the Nangongshan Palace family was greatly boosted, and they launched an all-out counterattack.
"Who is that guy?" Diao Hongyan flew to his side and looked behind him.
When Zhao Xuanding saw that the thin woman retreated and stopped fighting with him, he turned around, remained alert, and followed Diao Hongyan's gaze.
They saw a young man wearing a blue Taoist robe, holding a sword, walking forward step by step.
His swordsmanship was plain and simple, but it seemed to be sharp after thousands of tempers. He was straightforward, and every step he took was on the corpses of the dead killed by his sword, and he moved forward step by step.
Although there were so many people, that young man seemed to be the backbone of them all, inadvertently turning a group of scattered people into a steel giant.
"He is Shi Chongyun!" Zhao Xuanding said coldly, "Although he is young, he should not be underestimated. His future achievements will be greater than ours. We must get rid of him no matter what."
Diao Hongyan was moved.
Zhao Xuanding is known as the "Dingdingxiaguan" and is by no means a boastful person.
If he says that this person must be removed as soon as possible, then this person must not be kept... Keeping him will cause great trouble in the future.
Diao Hongyan held a heavy sword in his hand, but knew that now was not the time to attack.
These people from the Gong family and the Wudang Temple fought hard despite being trapped, and they never gave up in every battle, which actually consumed a lot of their energy.
Although the warriors from Shennong Village and other villages arrived overnight, they were still in high spirits.
The enemy's momentum was strong, and their morale was exhausted. If they continued to fight, they would be hard to please.
Diao Hongyan glared at Shi Chongyun fiercely and shouted, "Retreat!"
Following his order, the Hanyang gang began to retreat... After failing to capture the Gong family for a long time, and with a large number of enemies starting to appear, they also became panicked.
They ignored their brothers who were entangled by the warriors of Shennong Village and fled down the slope on the other side.
Those who were trapped were even more panicked. They turned around and fled desperately. If they ran too slowly, they would become dead on the spot.
"Kill them!" Gong Muhong shouted with a sword in hand.
With united efforts, they chased and killed the Hanyang Gang in a panic. Those who fell behind were even more terrified, and some even jumped off the cliff in panic.
"Brother Gong, we are here!" He Guangtao and Zhao Peng, who came with warriors from various villages to support, met with Gong Muhong.
Gong Muhong whispered: "Thank you!"
"We have to thank Master Shi!" He Guangtao said, looking back, "If he hadn't persuaded Shennong Village, even if we got there it would just be a drop in the bucket and would be of no use."
Gong Muhong nodded and stepped forward.
—Lu came to Shi Chongyun and watched with him the people fleeing down the cliff.
It was already the late night, the fire in the village had not yet been extinguished, and the bloody air was still permeating the night wind.
In the night sky, the moon was not as bright as in the previous few days, and was much dimmer, but there were still numerous stars, echoing with the scattered torches.
"Thank you!" Gong Muhong's eyes were filled with tears and his voice was hoarse.
"I want to thank you too!" The young man in the blue Taoist robe slowly put away the blade of his sword. His eyes looked into the distance, as sharp as a sword. "Thank you... for believing in me!"
Chapter 160 Before the Final Battle
When the sky brightened, Nangong Mountain had not yet quieted down after a night of fighting.
Farmers, women, children and others who were unable to participate in the battle, with the help of helpers from various villages, began to clear the debris and build the city walls.
As more and more people arrived, Nangong Mountain became more and more lively.
Although there were not many warriors in Goupan Village, Heshou Village and other places, many hunters and craftsmen came to assist the Gong family in rebuilding.
Shi Hao and the chiefs and clan leaders of the nine villages in Bashan gathered in the hall. He spread out the map and looked at it while listening to everyone's opinions.
"The Hanyang Gang can't retreat just like that!" Shi Hao looked around and said in a deep voice, "The Hanyang Gang has grown too fast and has swallowed up many gangs along the way. If they are frustrated here, it is inevitable that people will be divided. Therefore, for the Hanyang Gang, on the one hand, they must occupy Bashan so that they can swallow up Shu in the west and connect with Hunan and Chu in the south. On the other hand, they must establish their prestige."
He took a deep breath and said, "This is the biggest setback the Hanyang Gang has encountered during their expansion. If they cannot establish their prestige, it will be difficult for them to develop further. Other forces in Hanshui Shu will also follow suit and fight against the Hanyang Gang together. This is something they absolutely cannot tolerate."
"For the Hanyang Gang, they must defeat us and let all the forces in Bashu see our tragic end. After that, they will be able to further occupy Bashan and Hanshui without restraint."
Jing Shilong of Shennong Village said uneasily: "These days, there are too many gangs of all sizes that have surrendered to the Hanyang Gang. The Hanyang Gang will definitely force them to attack us. In terms of strength, we are still far behind."
Shi Hao nodded, "That's true, but the Bashan Mountains are high and deep, and there are too many terrains for us to use. If they come from outside, it won't be of much use if there are too few of them. If there are too many of them, we can use defense to control movement, and then we will have the opportunity to set up an ambush, or attack by water or fire. As long as we mobilize everyone, including the civilians who don't know martial arts, we will actually have the advantage."
Gong Muhong said: "But if we do this, it will no longer be limited to gang fighting, but will become a private militia, which may attract the attention of the court."
Shi Hao said: "This is what we have to do... organize a militia, or rather, it is not called a militia in name, but in fact it has to be organized according to the militia system."
"Of course, doing so will attract the attention of the court. However, Bashan is a dangerous place, and the court is still suppressing various rebellions. We are not rebelling in name, and we have even reported to the court and requested to set up a militia... Of course, whether the government agrees or not, we will set it up anyway, but I guess the government will definitely turn a blind eye."
"The Hanyang Gang is growing too fast. Both the government and the Six Gates must be wary of it. They won't be happy to see the Hanyang Gang expand. Now it looks like a gang fight. Once the Hanyang Gang controls Bashan, they can turn to rebellion at any time."
"Although it is a hidden danger if we allow Bashan to form a militia, at least we can restrict the Hanshui League now, and the government is happy to see it happen."
"Especially, once the news that Huang Facai and Zhao Xuanding are related to Lingnan Hong Lei Chi and Sheng Menghui is Hong Lei Chi's vanguard spreads, the government will not be worried about us local militias formed for self-protection, but Hong Lei Chi."
"Considering this, the government should not interfere too much in the organization of militia in Bashan Jiuzhai."
Everyone looked at each other and nodded.
Originally, they were worried that if they formed a private militia, they would attract a crackdown by the government before they could stop the Hanyang Gang.
Now, after analyzing it, it is clear that under the current situation, the court is not more worried about them.
In the next few days, Shi Hao was always busy.
He felt like a wheel that kept rolling and could never stop.
The situation is developing very quickly, but it seems like nothing is developing.
Big and small incidents occurred one after another, and conflicts with the Hanyang Gang followed one after another.
All kinds of information, clues, and conflicts flooded towards Shi Hao like a tide, drowning him.
Out of the twelve hours in a day, he often only had one or two hours to rest.
I have heard in storytelling in the past that military strategists only need to count with their fingers and then make decisions at critical points to win battles thousands of miles away.
At this moment, Shi Hao himself was in a similar position and realized that those were really all lies.
All kinds of things are simply out of control.
Not only him, but his enemies as well.
Many conflicts are sudden.
Then if you're not careful, all kinds of situations will break out.
The Hanyang Gang is strong and they are weak, and this is an established fact.
This also allows the Hanyang Gang to make mistakes, but he cannot afford to make mistakes.
But the fact is, no matter how he analyzed or calculated, all kinds of mistakes were endless... Fortunately, many times, the Hanyang Gang either failed to seize the opportunity or made even more outrageous mistakes than them.
The so-called strategic and tactical planning is actually a joke. Most of the time, everyone is just competing to see who is worse... Shi Hao inexplicably had this feeling.
Everyone imagines a strategist to be able to plan and make decisions thousands of miles away.
However, the fact is that everyone is treating the symptoms without addressing the root cause, and dealing with various trivial matters endlessly.
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It has been drizzling in Bashan Mountain in the past few days.
The weather turned cold very quickly.
However, such drizzle could not prevent further outbreak of conflict.
Bashan Jiuzhai successively blocked the offensive of the Hanyang Gang.
The rapid development of the outside world forced the Hanyang Gang to no longer delay.
When the large and small forces controlled by the Hanyang Gang gathered together and marched towards Bashan.
"Huang Facai has to do it himself!" Shi Hao looked at the map and sighed heavily.
At this moment, Shi Hao was sitting in a study room in Nangongshan Villa, looking at the collected information.
There was a drizzle outside the window. The window was open and the cold wind blew in, making him feel cool.
Only this coolness can relieve his boredom.