"It's a matter of course to save you, because you are a hero fighting with the golden dog, even if Miss Yue'er said it is false. You did not kill a golden dog, but it is worth escaping in the hands of dozens of golden dogs. We admire it. Originally, we could not collect your money, but our village was robbed by the golden man and robbed by the bandits. It was really difficult. Therefore, we accepted your money unceremoniously."
Wang Kuanhe's words are full of helplessness. He is not a person who sees money, but he has short ambitions. Their village has no food and money, and it is very good that there is no uprising and rebellion. The money is enough to buy food for the village to feed hundreds of people in the village for half a month. Moreover, if you eat one meal of porridge a day to sustain your life, I am afraid that it will not be a problem to last for three to five months. This is life-saving money! Can't help but accept.
Looking at Yinzi, there was silence around, only the sound of other people inhaling gently. Wang Kuanhe collected the money with a trembling hand. This is a lot of money, but the living money of the village.
Everyone sees that once they have received their money, they can't just be a help, at least they should be escorted to a safe place.
"We are not out of danger. I think there are a lot of golden soldiers around. They might kill people at sight. So, what are you going to do now?" Xin Wang Zhao Zhen said.
Hearing Zhao Zhen's words, everyone looked at each other. There may be golden men guarding the road leading to Wangzhuang in the west, so you can't kill it, right? Although relying on the number of people, these strong men think that a dozen enemies are nothing, but there are still some worries when they really want to fight life and death.
Wang Kuanhe looked worried. They were far away from Wangzhuang. They actually came here to harvest bamboo shoots and bring them back to the hungry villagers to eat.
When I decided to go to the east to harvest bamboo shoots, although I heard that there were golden people moving around, I didn't think so much. They are called the village strong men, but after all, they are just a group of young people with little combat experience.
The eyes of others have long been on Xinwang Zhaozhen. Xinwang Zhaozhen's experience in fighting the enemy makes him appear calmer than everyone here. This impression is often subtle, and it makes people feel more reliable in critical moments.
"Zhao Zhen!" Luo Yueer called out his name worriedly. Xin Wang Zhao Zhen turned her head, smiled and nodded, signalling her to feel relieved.
"You have to go back to the village to the west, and we have to go west. No matter what, we are going to the place where the golden people are entrenched. So, we have to plan for the worst." Then he looked back at these people, planning Dispel the fluke mentality they still hold.
"The worst plan?" Everyone was a little confused. Then you will definitely encounter the nasty Golden Soldier. Those golden dogs are very powerful. It is said that hundreds of thousands of soldiers of the Song Dynasty cannot beat thousands of people. Of course, there are exceptions, that is, the army of the invincible believer in the king's army. The letter king army formed by the great song king is invincible in the world, and the golden soldier is beaten to the ground.
The letter king Zhao Zhen was about to speak when suddenly a sparse voice came from the jungle. Everyone unanimously looked in that direction, only Wang Kuanhe frowned, and asked in the bushes over there, "Wang Baixi?"
"I believe in the king, Captain Wang Kuanhe." Seeing that it was his own, everyone was relieved.
But Xin Wang Zhao Zhen quietly waved his hand to Wang Kuanhe, signalling the latter to be more vigilant. Wang Kuanhe was stunned when he saw his gestures, but he immediately reacted. Wang Baixi's voice trembled a little, and he hadn't come out of the grass for a long time, obviously hesitating about something.
There is no negligence in the face of Jin Bing on the battlefield. Wang Kuanhe was a real soldier and used to be the head of the capital, so the owner of the village asked him to be the captain to teach the young men to practice martial arts.
"What's wrong, Wang Baixi?" Wang Kuanhe asked, placing his hand on the hilt of the sword. "Yes, I'm sorry, Brother Kuanhe, I, I have no alternative, I was caught..."
The bushes separated with a "crash", and two people walked out from behind. The first one was a pale, crying young man.
A golden general followed closely behind. It pointed the tip of the sword at the young man's neck, while looking at the others present with the cold light gleaming in its eye sockets.
"Hahahaha, Zhao Zhen, you really are here. We killed so many people in the first place, but now it's in my hands, you are dead!" Lai Jiang said. Zhao Zhen saw that it was Dalaha, the marching counselor of Jinjun General Wanyan Loubao who had just fought on the opposite side.
Everyone was suffocated. It seems that Zhao Zhen really killed a lot of golden men just now, and Luo Yueer didn't lie. And they also feel an inexplicable hatred for the betrayal of relatives and friends.
In fact, Dalaha, Wanyan Loubao's marching strategist, said that on the battlefield, King Zhao Zhen commanded the army to defeat and annihilate hundreds of thousands of troops before and after the Kingdom of Jin, but this group of strong men thought it was wrong.
Because the name of the letter king Zhao Zhen is only circulated at the top, such as the name of the emperor Zhao Gou, the people only know the emperor and the letter king, but few people know their names. Therefore, everyone did not think that Zhao Zhen was the one who believed in Wang Jun, the commander in chief and Wang Zhao Zhen.
"Wang Baixi!" "How can you betray everyone?" "Did you forget that your mother was hungry, or did I help her find some wild vegetables to save her life?" "The guy..." Then there was an incredulous voice.
"Wang Baixi!" The young men glared at their fellow villagers. His face was pale, trembling, shame and fear made him hang his head deeply. But he didn't want to die either, he was still young.
Wang Kuanhe saw that the Jinjun general was obviously not an ordinary Jinbing, he felt that his heart was about to stop, and subconsciously drew out the sword.
Daraha, Wanyan Loubao's marching adviser, waved his sword, and one of the young man's arms was immediately cut off, and the blood was splashed. Wang Baixi screamed, and he collapsed into a ball on the ground.
"Ahhhhhhhhhhh! Big brother, please save me!" Wang Baixi was tumbling on the ground like a blood man, wailing again and again.
"You'd better not act rashly and die in vain." Wanyan Loubao's marching adviser Dalaha warned them sharply, and his stern eyes swept over everyone present. However, he immediately discovered that there were militias made up of some civilians, which was not worth mentioning.
The letter king Zhao Zhen felt that Luo Yueer held her sleeve tightly with one hand. This was a form of reliance and trust. But in any case, he knew that these villagers who spontaneously organized to protect the village needed some comfort at this time, otherwise they might collapse psychologically first.
"Luo Yue'er." Xin Wang Zhao Zhen said weakly and slightly. The girl was startled slightly, and immediately woke up. She looked at Zhao Zhen, and Zhao Zhen continued to ask in an inaudible voice: "Remember my crossbow?" Luo Yueer was taken aback for a moment and nodded slightly.
"You give it to me, give it to me from behind, don't let him find out." Zhao Zhen said. "En--" Luo Yueer whispered an imperceptible response.
When Luo Yueer gently hooked the crossbows and arrows behind Zhao Zhen, who was sitting, with his toes into the hands behind Xinwang Zhao Zhen, Xinwang Zhao Zhen's heart came down, and he rubbed the cold crossbow with his thumb. And steel arrow.
Anyway, he had prepared for the worst, and there was no possibility of worse. At the same time, Daraha, who was Wanyan Loubao's marching strategist, finally confirmed that there was no other ambush here. He didn't even look at the poor creature who was wailing at his feet, raised his sword and said, "Warriors, kill them all--!"
As his voice just sounded, four golden warriors, armed with sharp swords and wearing black chain armor, appeared in the bushes. They emerged from the jungle and rushed out to Luo Yueer and his party step by step. People are approaching.
Perhaps the strong men formed by these villagers had the courage to counterattack these powerful golden men earlier. But now, the young people were full of confidence before, but at this moment they have been frightened all over by the enemy's cold blood, and their remaining courage has also been crushed by the approaching breath of death, unable to resist.
They can only retreat step by step with a pale face until they are dead, perhaps out of the instinct of biological self-preservation, hurriedly drew out their own knives. Although their hands are the iron sharp blades made for them by the masters who specialize in ironing in the village, no one can guarantee how much combat power they really have when they look at their shrunken hands.
All that remained in the forest was the sound of inhaling one after another. Looking at these pale-faced country Song folks, Dalaha, Wanyan Loubao's marching counsellor, couldn't help but sneered.
Daraha, Wanyan Loubao's marching strategist, actually took the initiative at the beginning. Although he didn't have much martial arts, he thought he was very smart. From the beginning, he ruled out whether there was an ambush. When confirming that there was no ambush, it was just a group of soldiers who had never seen the world. He deliberately chopped off one of the prisoners’ arms in order to scare the opponent’s courage and weaken the opponent’s combat effectiveness. And morale.
The marching strategist Dalaha's eyes flashed with cold light, as if he was enjoying the fear of these people and the joy brought to him. All of this was caused by his premeditated use of his own wisdom.
But at this time, the marching strategist Dalaha heard an extra voice saying: "You are dead." This was the voice of a young man, calm, calm, and full of confidence.
Daraha, Wanyan Loubao's marching strategist, felt his heart beat slightly, which was an ominous sign, and he immediately turned his head back vigilantly.
There was a shining cold light in his field of vision. The color in the eyes of Dalaha, Wanyan Loubao's marching strategist, dimmed a little bit, and he could almost smell a deadly breath in the air gathering.
"Whhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhh!" Five sounds capable of penetrating the air flew towards the five people. The arrow flew towards the throats of the five people.
"Luo Yueer!" Xin Wang Zhao Zhen shouted. The girl picked up the heavy hammer, but her thin body was dancing with the heavy hammer, and the long horse tail flew with the wind!
What surprises Xin Wang Zhao Zhen is that Wang Kuanhe, the captain of the junior training team, did not act impulsively, but immediately turned around and scolded the others: "Wang Zhu, Wang Xing, Wang Gaoshan! What are you waiting for? Come on with me! Fight with the golden man!"
The letter king Zhao Zhen didn't feel that he was losing strength, so only four of the five magic arrows hit the enemy's throat. The last arrow hit the opponent's chest because he was weak.
Three Golden Army Ten Thousand Enemy Warriors and Wanyan Loubao's marching strategist Dalaha were killed on the spot, while another Golden Army Ten Thousand Enemy Warrior was shot in the chest, but was not shot to the point. Zhao Zhen was just startled, and immediately shouted to Luo Yueer. When Luo Yueer heard Zhao Zhen's shout, she made a move.
The injured Golden Soldier, a ten-thousand enemy warrior, was hit in the waist by Luo Yueer's sledgehammer, and his body was immediately distorted. All the strong men went up and killed each other one by one.
"We killed the barbaric golden man, yes, look at this guy's sword, wow! So sharp!" "They are not ordinary golden soldiers, look at their costumes, they are all armors worn by generals." "Wow. , They have gold on them!" "Our village is saved! God of gold! There are still a lot of silver and jade." The village soldiers were in a pleasant surprise.
The letter king Zhao Zhen motioned to let Luo Yue'er help herself up a little, and then raised her question: "You said, do you think you are safe?" The voice was not loud, but it choked everyone present, and the surroundings suddenly became needles. Smellable.
Although everyone became irrational after seeing the gold and silver on the gold men, but the believer Zhao Zhenyu Wei is still there, these strong men have not forgotten who killed the gold men before. Speaking of which, this young man has the greatest control over these money.
So everyone invariably stopped their movements and cast their eyes on him. Wang Kuanhe said, "My son, how do you tell us how to divide the money?"
"You all take the money. I don't want a penny. I'm talking about security. Even if we have lost our lives, it is no use to have money. The most important question for us now is how to get back and how to break through the blockade of the golden men on the west road. "Xinwang Zhao Zhen said.
"Then what do you say?" Wang Kuanhe asked. Zhao Zhen doesn't need money, for them he is a great benefactor. Moreover, Zhao Zhen is very weak, but there is a hope in him that can lead them to victory. Following him, they have obtained enough wealth to feed everyone in the village for two years.
"Clean the battlefield, think about it if the Golden Man searches for it, he will know our existence as soon as he sees the corpse. I don't need to remind me?" Xin Wang Zhao Zhen also sighed. These ordinary people really don't have any military knowledge. Fortunately, their physical fitness is much better. Xin Wang Zhao Zhen couldn't help but rubbed his forehead.
Under his reminder, the strong men took action one after another, and the swords and armor of those golden men were also recyclable, especially the chain armor was much more protective than their animal skins and cloth clothes.
I heard someone over there shouting to Wang Kuanhe: "Brother, we can't stop Wang Baixi's blood, come and take a look--"
Wang Kuanhe turned his head subconsciously, but saw Xin Wang Zhaozhen saying behind him: "Sticking his arteries to survive, depends on whether he can persist in going back. After going back, drink more salt water and use alcohol to kill poison." Zhao Zhen thought for a while, knowing that this group of villagers might not have the luxury of alcohol, so he said: "It is barely useful to use clean, boiled salt water to kill viruses."
"Arteries?" Wang Kuanhe's face showed serious doubts. "Help me over." Luo Yueer came to help him walk, obviously without him, this group of people couldn't stop the blood of this person at all.
Although this young man betrayed everyone, Zhao Zhen was still saying sorry when his life was threatened, which was actually a dangerous reminder. This kind of behavior that betrays everyone for self-protection, but makes everyone vigilant, cannot all be said to be a complete betrayal. After all, anyone who is not afraid of death is afraid of himself, let alone others. Therefore, Zhao Zhen chose to rescue this young man. As for his survival, it depends on his own good fortune.
"Suppress this position. Yes, that's it." Zhao Zhen commanded people to rescue Wang Baixi, who had been betrayed but had some conscience.
One night's time was spent in urgency for both Zhao Zhen and others and the golden man who searched for Zhao Zhen. The Jinren went deep into the hinterland of the Song Dynasty and might be discovered by the local Song soldiers at any time.
Although Zhao Gou colluded with Jinren to provide Zhao Zhen's detailed location. But Zhao Gou could not give orders to the officials to threaten the Jinren. In that case, Zhao Gou was very afraid that some patriotic generals who knew the inside story would initiate a mutiny again, and instead supported the king of faith Zhao Zhen ascended the throne. Even he himself feels mean to his own way, let alone others. Some things can be done, but they cannot be known to more people.
Jin Bing's search team was evaded by a group of strong men led by Xin Wang Zhao Zhen, after all, these strong men were very familiar with this geographic location.
At this time, the sky was bright. The golden people's search team has been significantly reduced, and they are also afraid of alarming nearby government offices. Looking at the sun in the distance, Xin Wang Zhao Zhen stared into the distance and sighed: "Luo Yue'er, I don't know where you will go in the future, but I want you to remember a word."
"En?" "Do you know the word partner? No matter how far you go, there is someone to accompany you. You will never be alone."
Luo Yueer was startled, and suddenly a sorrow and grief filled her eyes. She thought of her parents who had been killed by the golden man. Afterwards, she wiped the corners of her eyes and raised her head to look at the sky.
"Thank you." She replied softly: "Xin Wang Zhao Zhen." Xin Wang Zhao Zhen turned her head, Luo Yue'er's eyes were bright, like stars in the night sky. At that moment, Xin Wang Zhao Zhen suddenly felt a kind of warmth.
These villagers are familiar with the geographical environment, and Zhao Zhen knows how to converge and sweep away the whereabouts of his group. In this way, they avoided the Jinren by walking from the forest valley. Zhao Zhen was carried by the strong villagers, instructing everyone how to wipe out the tracks and how to avoid tracking.
After the crowd hid their traces and returned to Wangzhuang, after three days of cultivation, Zhao Zhen's body also recovered. But the golden man disappeared and never appeared again.
After Xin Wang Zhaozhen got well, he left Wangzhuang's fellow villagers and Luo Yueer, a businessman who was determined to become a rich and enemy country with him, and both rode horses to the northwest.
On the road south of Gangneung Mansion, countless golden men and rebel bandit killers suddenly appeared. The target they were chasing down was the face sinking like water, and the sharp spear in their hands was like a sickle of death, harvesting the opposing golden men and soldiers at will The life of a bandit killer, but the letter king Zhao Zhen knew that although he was strong, this time because of the ashes of his physical mother Liu Taifei, he almost lost his life. However, Liu Taifei's ashes are related to his important object against Zhao Gou.