"Go see Zhou Zongshi." Peng Dahu said, after a while, afraid that Shi Jin would not know, he added, "Zhou Tong Zhou Zongshi."
"Master Zhou... is still in the city?" Shi Jin hesitated and asked.
"Well, that's right, look at the person in front of you, that is Zuo Wenying, the left heroine next to Zhou Zongshi." Peng Dahu said, "Zhou Zongshi called me and other Lulin people, and is planning to do something big."
Perhaps he was worried that Shi Jin was unwilling to participate, so he spoke cautiously, looking at Shi Jin's expression, and said, "If this happens, there will be nine deaths, but it will prevent the Jurchen army from going south. Sheng, Xiongtai met Zhou Zongshi in a while, and you can consider whether to do it or not."
"Yeah." Shi Jin nodded and said, "Kill Nianhan."
He went north and turned south all the way, because of this matter, but when he heard Qian Fei talking about it earlier, he was still very casual and free and easy, and when he said a few words, it was already a heavy weight in his heart. . Seeing his eyes and expression, Peng Dahu also nodded.
At this time, the city was busy with raids or massacres. Some troops or big families in the streets and alleys saw that they could not break out, so they built fortifications and started street battles with the Jurchens. More people were driven out of their homes, or became prisoners, or were abused and massacred in large numbers. The three of them ran all the way, and passed several streets and alleys that were fighting each other. Later, they encountered a small group of Jurchen enemies in a courtyard, and they fought again.
At this time, Shi Jin realized that Zuo Wenying was using Liu Ye Shuangdao in addition to the darts. The physical strength of a woman may not be as strong as that of a man, but her swordsmanship is fierce and swift. When suddenly encountering an enemy, it slams into the crowd, and the blade of the blade will bring out a bloody line in the crowd. Either make people lose the ability to move, or it is a large amount of bloodletting, and she can be separated from people at the touch of a button, seeking maximum results with the smallest force, which is really the most suitable style of play on the battlefield.
As for that Peng Dahu. Although martial arts is slightly worse than Zuo Wenying. But the strength is fierce, and the cultivation of physical quality and internal strength can also be called solid. His kung fu is probably in his hands, and his swordsmanship is not very clever, but after the cultivation base is reached. Kill a few soldiers. Still pretty neat. And Shi Jin had been fighting on the city wall for a day. He already understood the principle of seeking maximum damage with the simplest movements, and after stabbing a few people with calm but concise marksmanship, he attracted Zuo Wenying's approving gaze.
Soon after. The sky was getting dark, and the originally prosperous city was lit up at this time, and there were only firelights reflected in the night sky, and the black smoke pillars could be clearly seen against the background of the night. The sounds of all kinds of fighting and crying became clearer in the city. Crossing a street, they also saw the Jurchen rushing out the nearby prisoners. After a while, and after entering a dilapidated courtyard on the side of the city, Shi Jin finally saw the green forest people gathered here.
All kinds of swords, spears and halberds, different costumes and voices, and most of the warriors with blood on their bodies were gathered because of Zhou Tong's reputation. There is a bamboo forest outside this courtyard, and there are about four or five courtyards inside. The most central one has a rockery and a pond. The pond has been dried up because it has not been taken care of for a long time. Shi Jin calculated it when he entered. Of the hundreds of green forest warriors, a few were seriously injured and half were slightly injured, and most of them should have participated in the daytime defense of the city.
There was no fire, and the voices of people were not loud, except for the occasional groan of pain in the dark and dreary yard. The gray-haired old man who was bandaging a man with a broken leg in front of the main hall was the legendary "iron arm" Zhou Tong.
Outside the yard, there are still people touching this side one after another. Or exhausted, or come in with the wounded on his back. Several warriors in good spirits distributed dry food and water to the crowd.
Lu Lin said big is big, small is also small, especially after such a battle, if two people meet at random, they can probably chat in a low voice for a while. If Shi Jin's previous temperament was used, he would have been in tune with the people around him long ago, but after Liangshan was broken, his mentality changed greatly. Occasionally the old man who is often busy in the crowd. As Lin Chong's master, a world-renowned knight, at this time, it can be seen that there is not much extra.
As the night was getting darker, the restlessness in the city still continued. At a certain moment, when someone helped the wounded to pass, Shi Jin's eyebrows moved slightly. It was recognized that the man with a wound on his leg and half of his body stained with blood was Qian Fei. Shi Jin walked over and bandaged him with the wound medicine: "Brother Qian."
"Shi, Brother Shi." Qian Fei recognized the person in front of him and grabbed his arm suddenly, "Where have you been... Oh, you're here... Where is Brother Chen?"
A few of them went all the way north, and when they entered Xinzhou City, only Shi Jin, Qian Fei, and Chen Xiuqing were left. Just meet again.
Shi Jin told Qian Fei about Chen Xiuqing's death, Qian Fei closed his eyes and took a sad breath when he opened them. He actually wanted to tell Shi Jin and Chen Xiuqing after hearing about Zhou Tong, but when he arrived there, the city wall was broken, he fled all the way, and was rescued after being injured.
As the two were talking, Zhou Tong's voice rang not far away.
"Brothers from the Green Forest and Dao, the old man Zhou Tong, it is the greatest honor of my life to be able to fight alongside you today. What is the situation of the battle, all of you have experienced today, not much to say, if the Jurchen goes south, he will definitely use the Wu Dynasty. Tens of thousands of compatriots are ruined. This old man's idea is very simple, we will assassinate Nianhan in Xinzhou City, and do our part for the people of the Wu Dynasty."
"Whether this trip is successful or not, it is not an exaggeration to say that there are ten deaths and no life, but today in the city, the fierce people of the Jurchen have been seen. My generation of warriors is talking about the blood of a man who splattered ten steps in anger, and the old man is old. Eighty, enough to live, I would like to entrust this senile body to such vague things, but if you have wives and children, or parents, if you can fight against the Jurchen on the city wall today, there is no moral and righteousness. Loss. Although the city gate is now occupied by Jurchen, but with your skills. If you want to escape from the city, there is still a chance... What this old man wants to say is... "
Zhou Tong has a great reputation in the rivers and lakes, but his eloquence is not necessarily very good. At this time, he thought about it: "What this old man wants to say is that, at midnight, among all of you who are seriously injured, this old man will arrange for you to leave. Assassinate Nianhan. , you guys..."
He was talking about this when someone in the crowd said, "Old Zhou. I know what you're going to say." Everyone looked at the past tense. However, it was a sword-wielding Taoist priest with crane hair and long beard. This man was also old, but his body was stained with blood. Obviously, he also killed a lot of people in the war. His name is Qiu Henian. He is also a famous old man on the rivers and lakes.
I just heard him say: "Today there are people who want to stay. Naturally, they will join me in the assassination. If there are people who don't want to stay, they are not afraid of death. It's just that the Jurchen is so fierce. After going south, how can your wife, children and parents in my family get a good death. Listening to the voice of Xinzhou City at this time, the future will be the screams of my wife and children in my family. I stay with you in Qiu Henian. colleagues."
Zhou Tong cupped his hands.
Everyone thought about the Jurchen they saw on the city wall, and people came out one after another: "I'm going with Zhou Yingying."
"I'm going to kill Nianhan..."
"And I."
"Although I am injured, I can still fight, I will never leave..."
"Being able to walk with Zhou Yingying on this great event, even if you die, your life will not be in vain!"
When the voice sounded, Zhou Tong pressed his hands: "I understand, but there are still seriously injured brothers among us. They have already shed enough blood, and this old man must arrange for them to leave. If there are people who have done this, they will come and tell the old man, if not, then the old man will pick people, and I hope that those who are picked will not take this heavy responsibility."
After Zhou Tong finished talking about this, he turned around to discuss with others, and the voices in the crowd became enthusiastic. When it came to the assassination of Nianhan, the blood boiled, and many people could understand the meaning. However, after a while, Shi Jin also saw the figures of some people leaving silently and quietly in the dark. For such a matter, it would be impossible to hide from Zhou Tong, but from beginning to end, the old man did not say anything about it, nor did he arrange for anyone to stop it.
Someone came to count the number of seriously injured people. Zhou Tong walked among the courtyards and whispered to each other, probably arranging people to escort the wounded away. When the old man walked to Shi Jin's side, he asked his name, what he had learned, and then bowed his hands and walked away. Shi Jin's martial arts are not inferior to those of Fu Lu and Zuo Wenying next to Zhou Tong. The old man can confirm that he is a master just by looking at his frame and listening to his breathing, and most of the people he arranges to leave are young. Of course, those with low martial arts skills will not be included in the list.
Near midnight, more than a dozen people were gathered to escort more than a dozen seriously injured warriors away. Some warriors expressed that they would never leave, but there was no way for them to leave. A Jurchen team had already been swept away. Here, the fire spreads. Everyone left in the confusion in both directions.
When it was time to move to another hiding place that had already suffered from military disasters, it was already early morning. Qian Fei, who was seriously injured, had already been escorted away, and there were about seventy people gathered on Zhou Tong's side. This was all the power that was going to assassinate Nianhan.
These things that happened in Xinzhou City, many years later, were said to be impassioned, but in the middle of it, there is no such feeling. The pain and fatigue of fighting for a day swept up, even if it was said with blood, it was just a deliberate encouragement for each other, staying here, will there be any hope for the assassination, what will happen after the assassination, everything seems so slim, only death II. Words become real here.
In the darkness, the sound of killing in the city never ceased. Shi Jin sat in a corner of the yard and closed his eyes. When the night was a little quieter, he opened his eyes and saw the old man walking towards him. He stood up somewhat unexpectedly and cupped his hands, and the old man cupped his hands at him, pointing to a collapsed wooden pillar on one side, signaling Shi Jin to sit down.
"Qian Fei told me earlier that there is a knight with high martial arts skills, who is the brother of the old man's disciple. When I saw you, I didn't think of it. Later, he told me about it, and I remembered, looking at your frame. , is proficient in stick skills. You are the disciple of Wang Jin, the teacher of Wang Jin, Shi Jin, right?" Zhou Tong looked at him and smiled, then sat down, "You are Lin Chong's brother." (Please search Piao Piao. Astronomy, better and faster!
ps: The selection of the annual works of the starting point has begun. Please help to cast a free vote on the book page.
In addition, the double monthly ticket will start on the 29th, and a single ticket will be issued at that time. You can vote for another monthly ticket on that day ^_^