The streets and alleys outside the door were dark, only the quiet moonlight slightly illuminated the gray courtyard walls and yellow mud floor. There has been no rain or snow in the past few days, the streets and alleys are very dry, and the night wind is blowing, and the dust is light, showing the silence of the night.
Chu Zheng looked around.
In the houses next door to the right, there were dim lights shining and leaking from the windows, and there was a strange sound of tables and stools being knocked down, which was immediately mixed with the woman's panicked voices, the man's anxious scolding, and the old man's low voice. yelling, the restless cries of babies...
The voices speaking Chinese are deliberately lowered, full of nervousness and alertness; the voices speaking Tubo are much higher, and the actions should be crisp and neat. As the door is opened, the figures of sturdy warriors, Quickly twist the knife and rush out.
Some of them looked up at the direction of the south city wall, some even jumped onto the roof, or looked left and right on guard to beware of someone making trouble.
The movements of the Han people were slight and depressing. Few people rushed out of the house. Most of them opened the windows and looked out, so as to quickly judge the situation, and then immediately closed the windows to prevent the Tubo thieves from taking the opportunity to enter the house.
Chu Zheng lived on the opposite side of the door with iron footsteps. This tall and strong man, naked to the waist in winter, leaned out half of his body from the door, looking around with a wicked look, with both legs inside the door, ready to shrink back like a tortoise at any time. .
When meeting Chu Zheng's eyes, Yue Mo noticed the package on his shoulder, and grinned ironically, obviously, he was very clear about the fact that he was always yelling at the old Taoist about leaving.
Before Chu Zheng could say anything, the vigorous Tubo men had jumped onto the roofs of houses in important positions in the square. Immediately afterwards, three or five Tubo warriors in leather armor followed a bearded Tubo man. Behind him, strode out from the street.
"You weak and disobedient Han people, listen to me, all go back to the house, and don't take a step out of the door, otherwise don't blame me for being ruthless! If you dare to take the opportunity to make trouble, I will kill your whole family!" The unshaven Tubo warrior , waving the ax in his hand and shouting while walking.
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With a swish of the iron plate, the body disappeared in front of the door, and at the same time, the door was tightly closed with a bang.
In front of Mrs. Wei's window, a piece of silk handkerchief floated down, and half of her panicked ouch was shut in the room abruptly by the window.
"A bunch of mobs, they are all softies!" Chu Zheng cursed in a low voice in disappointment, and quickly retreated to the courtyard, but did not close the courtyard door.
It was only when he saw the Tubo soldiers that he realized that he didn't have a long knife when he came out. The Tubo people did not allow ordinary Han people to carry sharp knives. Chu Zheng originally planned to go out of the city, so naturally he never thought of bringing weapons.
But now it's different.
Now that Master Wang has arrived, how can a strong man be without a sword in his hand
Chu Zheng rushed into his room, took off the package and threw it away, stretched his hand low in front of the bed, and pulled out a sheathed steel knife from under the bed board. Without even thinking about it, he pulled off the scabbard with a bang, revealing the gleaming blade, threw the scabbard on the bed, turned around and ran out of the room, and walked to the door of the old Taoist in two steps.
The old Taoist is a master, a very high master, Chu Zheng is very aware of this, because he himself is also.
Master Wang had already begun to attack the city, and the sound of the battle became more and more intense. Standing in the courtyard, one could hear the noise of the nearby neighbors, soldiers running on the street, and all kinds of Tubo birds chirping one after another.
Jincheng County has already entered a state of battle, and it is imminent to welcome Master Wang. As soon as he leaves the room and rushes to the street, he is destined to be bloody every step of the way. How can Chu Zheng fight alone? Of course you have to call your master.
"Master!" Chu Zheng shouted in a low voice, suddenly startled.
Until now, Master has not left the house, which is too abnormal, he should have heard the movement before himself.
Pushing the door open, Chu Zheng stepped through the threshold, first looked at the bed, and through the moonlight from the window, he found that the bed was empty except for the messy bedding. Then search left and right, how can there be a figure of Master
What did he do
Ran
hid
Of course not to the hut!
No matter what, when Chu Zheng needed his master the most, the old Taoist disappeared!
"Thief!" Chu Zheng was furious, and blurted out cursing, "No one can be trusted!"
Without Master's help, what should I do now? Facing a city alone, facing countless Tubo warriors alone, and facing the unfathomable monks of the Luna Sect alone, what can he do
Chu Zheng slammed the door and was about to find a countermeasure, when the Tubo people suddenly shouted like thunder in the street outside the courtyard. The Chinese spoken was still awkward and blunt, but full of condescending and unquestionable meaning: "Everyone! ! All Han people, get out of the house, immediately, immediately!"
As soon as the war broke out, it became extremely fierce in a blink of an eye. The Tubo people immediately realized that only by concentrating the Han people in custody can save manpower and better prevent them from causing trouble secretly. It can't be said that killing two people can shock everyone.
Chu Zheng took two steps in three steps, stepped across the courtyard, kicked his feet on the soup cake shelf in front of the courtyard wall, took advantage of the momentum to climb up the courtyard wall, and lowered his body to look at the street.
Seeing this, his eyes were tearing apart!
Holding a torch in one hand and twisting a knife in the other, the Tubo people kicked open the door one by one and rushed into the Han people's house.
Accompanied by the sound of violent collisions and beatings, women in disheveled clothes were pulled out by their hair, men with bruised noses and swollen faces were dragged out, children were thrown out and cried loudly on the cold ground, and old people were thrown out like pigs. The sheep are driven away, and the two feet are kicked to the knees!
Suddenly, a black shadow flew out of a small courtyard. Chu Zheng took a closer look, what kind of object was that, it was clearly a baby still in its infancy!
Being thrown out like this, hitting the ground or a wall, the baby will not die or lose most of its life!
Chu Zheng didn't have time to think, he put his left hand on the courtyard wall, and his body jumped out suddenly, as fast as a sharp arrow, before the baby fell to the ground, he hugged the baby in his arms, turned half a circle on his feet and squatted down Down, let go of all strength.
He is not close to the baby, there are thirty or fifty steps away. In the not so strong light of the torch, he could clearly see that it was a baby flying out of the yard from such a distance, and he caught it in time, which showed that his cultivation had reached at least the third level of Qi training!
The baby in the swaddle was not crying, but looked at Chu Zheng innocently and blankly with wide-eyed eyes, and he didn't know whether he was frightened or stupid, or he didn't know what happened at all. Two short, chubby hands were still stretched out to Chu Zheng, as if they were asking him to hug him.
Chu Zheng didn't carry him out, but put him firmly on the ground with his swaddling clothes on.
He heard the shouts, orders, and footsteps of the Tubo people around him. Even if he didn't raise his head, he knew that those Tubo people were rushing towards him with their knives in hand.
He was surrounded, in deep siege.
Even if he could kill one or ten Tibetans, he would be beheaded by the hundredth Tibetan.
His head will fall on this icy street, and become a weight to deter other Han people in the pool of blood, so that those cowardly Han people can only hold their heads and crouch on the ground trembling!
That's where he belongs.
Before going out, no less than ten action plans flashed through Chu Zheng's mind. And from the moment he jumped out of the courtyard wall, he could only choose the worst one. The name of this action plan should probably be called courting death.
Gripping the long knife with cloth wrapped around the hilt, Chu Zheng took a deep breath and stood up slowly.
He took one last look at the swaddle.
The baby's parents haven't rushed over yet. They are so cowardly. Such cowardly parents will raise children who are as cowardly as they are. If Master Wang is defeated this time, the baby will become an obedient citizen under Tubo's rule when he grows up.
Chu Zheng twitched the corners of his mouth and smiled silently.
He has no regrets.
Given another chance, he would still choose to do so.
He will not watch his own people being killed, especially a child, a baby.
No matter what they will become in the future, now, let them see how straight their waists are, how hot their blood is, how fast their long knives are, and how hard their bones are!
kill!
kill!
Kill one more Tibetan, and these people will remember one more day, what the Han people should look like when facing the enemy!
The Tubo people rushed forward with their swords up!
Chu Zheng bowed, raised his head, kicked back suddenly, raised his long knife obliquely, and rushed out like a tiger or a leopard!
The nearest Tubo man, holding a battle ax, shouted and scolded the Tubo man, his position, and by his breath, Chu Zheng had already locked him!
When the long knife in his hand cuts out horizontally, he will run right in front of the opponent. The sharp and cold blade of the long knife will pass over the opponent's neck and chop off the opponent's head!
With a bang, it exploded in Chu Zheng's head.
He stood there, his eyes wide open, and his whole body froze.
The body can no longer move forward, the feet can no longer move, and the long knife can no longer be cut out.
He seemed to have been immobilized, unable to move at all.
Just like the vitality in the body, it all disappeared in an instant.
He's not really dying.
In fact, he was alive and well, just too shocked.
what did he see
It was a scene he couldn't believe.
He swore that even if he had ten more heads, he would never have imagined that the scene in front of him would turn out like this!
When he just moved, a man with naked upper body had already galloped past him, faster than a galloping horse.
The man has a knife in his hand.
Cross knife.
The horizontal knife swept across the neck of the opponent that Chu Zheng locked.
The head of this Tubo man, who was holding a battle ax to kill Chu Zheng, flew high, and blood gushed from his neck, which was three feet high! And his body, after running two steps forward, crashed down in front of Chu Zheng's feet, and warm blood sprayed all over his body.
The man didn't stop walking.
His movement was quick, sharp and effective, and among the following Tubo people holding knives, he rushed out in the shape of a lightning bolt.
The agility does not glow, but the shape of the lightning does appear.
So, that is the trajectory of the horizontal knife light passing by!
When the light of the lightning disappeared, human heads shot up into the sky. The corpses of the Tubo people who rushed forward suddenly fell to the ground after three or two steps, and a large stream of blood gushed out from the neck where the flesh and bones were exposed.
How could Chu Zheng not be stiff all over
The shirtless man finally stopped in his tracks after finishing off these Tubo warriors in the blink of an eye. Then he turned around, grinned at Chu Zheng, and smiled.
A smile that is all too familiar.
Of course I am familiar with it, Chu Zheng just saw it!
This guy is an iron plate!
...
Tie Ban, who is mild-tempered and somewhat cowardly, has the ability to kill people like mowing grass
Seeing the stern smile, Chu Zheng couldn't accept it anyway. Such a master would be the one who eats a bowl of soup cakes at his own stall every day. He obviously can't feed his strong stomach, but he doesn't have money for a second bowl. A porter who can trick Chu Zheng into giving him a bowl of hot soup!
Such a strong person, will he have no money to eat
Will you be a porter
Is he really pretending to be an iron plate
Chu Zheng didn't have time to appreciate Tie Ban's simple and honest smiling face, and he didn't have time to verify what was in Tie Ban's head.
...
When Tie Ban turned his head and smiled at him, in the dim light of the torch, Chu Zheng clearly saw figures like flying swallows jumping out of the houses on both sides behind Tie Ban.
With horizontal knives in their hands, they rushed towards those invincible Tubo people; they moved fiercely, and the light of the knives in their hands flashed, and the heads of the Tubo people flew up one by one.
Under the moonlight, corpses with blood spurting from their necks slowly fell to the ground.
Amidst the screams of the Tubo people one after another, figures one after another quickly ran past Chu Zheng and rushed forward.
They slanted their bloody horizontal knives, leaped over the streets, alleys, courtyard walls, and roofs, brazenly killing Tubo warriors in different directions!
Looking at the scene in front of him, Chu Zheng was at a loss for what to do.
The shrewd and philistine Mrs. Wei does not have a silk handkerchief in her hand, only a horizontal knife gleaming with cold light. She came out through the window, and in mid-air, she chopped off two Tubo warriors jumping high. The internal organs were scattered, which was exceptionally clear under the moonlight.
Granny Zheng, who sells vegetables, is as agile as a civet cat, leaping into and out of small courtyards. In the yard she passed by, all the Tibetans were lying in a pool of blood.
Blind Chen, who is lame, is no longer blind and his legs are no longer lame. He is slashing and killing among the Tubo crowd, as brave as a tiger.
Those cowardly, humble, or mean ordinary people living in Funingfang, the rats whom Chu Zheng scolded as cowards, have now become the cruelest killers!
A powerful killer who makes the Tibetans howl, tremble, and beg for mercy!
Chu Zheng really wanted to slap himself, so that he could wake up from the dream quickly.
Not only did he look like this, but the Han residents who did not attack were also dumbfounded and stunned, as if seeing a god descending into the world, and forgot to move or make a sound.
The battle is over quickly.
In Funingfang, nearly 200 Tubo warriors were beheaded by less than 20 swordsmen who suddenly changed their faces.
The fierce and irritable battlefield was suddenly as quiet as wild.
Only the bright moon in the night sky is high and pure, and the ground is as clear as snow.
More than a dozen killers, holding blood-dripping horizontal knives, stood on the street, on the roof, among the corpses of the Tubo people, and stood in the blood-stained Funingfang, like gods of evil spirits.
In Chu Zheng's heart, they are not evil gods, but heroes!
After killing the Tubo people in Funingfang, these killers did not go away immediately, but stayed for a while.
At this moment, Chu Zheng was surprised to see two swordsmen running across the street. Pieces of flowing clouds flew out from one hand, and discs flew out from the other.
Liuyun is not a cloud, but a piece of Tsing Yi.
Yuanpan is not a disc, but a piece of bamboo hat.
More than a dozen swordsmen took over the green clothes and bamboo hats one by one. In the end, the movements are neatly dressed and capped.
This scene full of ritual, power, mystery, and elegance made the Han people in Funingfang all excited.
Every man, whether thin or strong, whether timid or heroic, at this moment either picks up a kitchen knife, picks up a shoulder pole, picks up a hammer, or picks up a stick, roars, growls, and shouts angrily. Rushing out of the house.
They can see that these swordsmen are preparing to kill the next square!
Tonight, there is a big battle in Jincheng County.
A battle that every Han Chinese should participate in!
Kill all the Tubo dogs, and welcome the battle of the king's master!
Feel proud, wash away the humiliation of the battle!
Each of them, waiting for half a lifetime, is looking forward to the battle like rain!
Chu Zheng, whose face was flushed, was the first to rush out. While running, he yelled at the iron plate, Mrs. Wei, Mrs. Zheng, and Blind Chen, "Who are you?"
Everyone straightened their bamboo hats and jumped off the roof one after another.
"Datang, under the command of King An, Tsing Yi Yamen!"