Time was already the darkest period before dawn, Shi Jin sat on the wooden beam, heard Zhou Tong mention Lin Chong's name, didn't know how to answer, was silent for a long time, he heard Zhou Dong ask: "How is Lin Chong doing now?" ”

Something stuck in Shi Jin's throat, and he swallowed a mouthful of saliva: "After Liangshan broke, that time...... He said that he was going to see you in Yiyuan County. Afterward...... Later, for some reason, he did not come back to us, and when I heard about him again, he was being hunted down and probably dead. ”

The old man frowned and closed his eyes: "Dead? ”

Shi Jin said: "Maybe dead." ”

"That's not dead." Zhou Tong said, "He'll see you again one day." ”

In the dim light, the old man's voice was calm, more like a certainty than expectation or comfort. Shi Jin watched Lin Chong fall off the cliff, and he didn't know where the old man's determination came from. But at this time, they were already trapped in the city, and they were going to do something that was almost equivalent to death, and they were far away from caring about this matter.

After a while, he asked, "Senior Zhou, when will Sticky Han enter the city?" ”

"I don't know." Zhou Tong replied, "Maybe tomorrow, maybe the day after tomorrow." When the Jurchens sent out their troops, I was in the territory of the Jin Kingdom, and with their army all the way south, Mu Han was a little brave, and he would not wait until no one in the city came in again, and when the resistance of Xinzhou City was almost killed, he would enter the city. ”

Shi Jin frowned: "Then more than seventy of us will have to hide in the city for at least two days?" ”

Zhou Tong said: "It's not easy, but there is no way. ”

between the two. The words and answers were very simple, and after that the courtyard fell silent. The courtyard that had been looted long ago was filled with the smell of blood and flames, the body of the dead master was still placed near the front door, the sound of the golden man's fight was faint, the old man stood up, walked to the other end of the courtyard, and then picked up two sticks and threw one to him.

"You are Wang Jin's apprentice, follow me to fight a set of demon sticks."

He said, settling aside. The Fu Mo Stick is an introductory stick method on the rivers and lakes. Unpretentious and simple. Shi Jin didn't know how many times he had practiced, so he also put the shelf out at this time, and when the old man swung the first stick, he also started fighting.

There is not much power. There wasn't much of a wind breaking. Zhou Tong led Shi Jin to simply beat the routine of this stick method. Near under the eaves. There were also other martial artists who raised their heads to look at this scene, and Zhou Dong's stick method was just smooth. Decent.

But only Shi Jin, after finishing a set, his whole body has been soothed, and the warm breath is swimming in his body. Martial arts to his journey, and then to take a step forward, what is needed is the understanding of the mysteries, if you use Ning Yi's language, you even need the sublimation of the three views and the philosophical system. Zhou Tong's stick style is almost the same as his, but after the pace is consistent, it also drives him to make changes and fine-tuning in the smallest details. These small details gave him a glimpse of some kind of perfect possibility.

The courtyard was quiet, and after beating this set of stick techniques, Zhou Tong nodded to him, and then walked to other places.

Soon after, this brief peace passed......

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Before Muhan entered the city, more than 70 people had to hide in the city for at least two days.

This was just a simple conversation between Shi Jin and Zhou Tong before, but when it fell to the actual level, what followed was the most difficult time.

When Xinzhou City was suddenly breached, the four gates were closed, and the Wu Dynasty army that was divided in the city formed a large-scale resistance and large-scale street battles. However, by the morning of the eighth day of the eighth month of August, the army had fallen to the dead, and the organized resistance had completely collapsed.

The Jurchens' massacre and raiding procession spread throughout the city. On this day, the huge net and mesh that spread out became thinner and thinner, and the real hell came to Xinzhou City. Killings, looting, and fires were everywhere, civilians hiding in the city were captured in large numbers, women with the slightest appearance were inevitably humiliated, and those who dared to resist were killed, beaten, and even hung on flagpoles and burned alive, tied to horses and dragged to death.

Occasionally, when encountering large-scale rebels, the Jurchens who were searching for them released arrows, and nearby companions rushed to provide support.

This is a carnival that belongs to the Jurchens and the original Liao people's righteous victory army.

Shi Jin and the others were interspersed and dodged in the city, even if most of them were masters, they couldn't use their fists and kicks here, and the tragedies they occasionally witnessed made people feel unspeakable indignation. There are also those who suddenly encountered the Jurchen patrol team who couldn't dodge, or couldn't swallow the killing intent in their hearts, so they suddenly attacked, and in this day, more than ten injured people were accumulated one after another.

Great fatigue accumulated in everyone's body, but the greatest loss came on this afternoon, when they accidentally met a family hiding in the city. Seeing that most of the people here were masters and heroes, the other party cried and shouted for Shi Jin and the others to take them, and after the explanation was not clear, the family who was almost driven crazy began to follow frantically and shouted loudly.

The Jurchen cavalry was lured over, and at the corner of the ruin-filled streets, the last group of people who ran were followed. When Shi Jin looked back, the people at the intersection were no longer running, and the leader among them was the old Taoist Qiu Henian with a long sword, he was also old, and his originally neat Taoist robe became tattered at this time, but in his steps, there was still a respectable demeanor.

He waved his hand in this direction, then drew his long sword and led several wounded warriors to meet the rushing Jurchen cavalry.

Shi Jin and the others did not see him again. Only in the afternoon of the next day, when I ran through the nearby streets, I saw a corpse hanging from a flagpole, the corpse was broken and twisted, without a hand, a foot, a head, and only a touch of blue that seemed to belong to the original robe could be seen in the dark black color stained by blood. But because there were so many people who died nearby, he couldn't be sure if it was the corpse of the old Taoist priest.

After this day, there were still long and tense nights, followed by long, tense days. The most powerful thing about a martial artist is the breath in his heart. One blows, two declines, and three exhaustions. If the initial cry and enthusiasm can make people's morale high, in such waiting and evasion, it feels like a soft knife that cuts flesh a little bit.

The Jurchen manhunt has become more and more dense. Will Sticky Han come, when Sticky Han comes, will everyone have the strength, and will there be enough people to be able to go to him. This qiē is slowly cutting into everyone's heart. The things that really make people impassioned, the impassioned feelings, may only come when others talk about them, and those who really participate in them will only experience great pain and suffering......

Only on the afternoon of the ninth day of the eighth month. It's approaching dusk. The news came, and it was only then that the qiē things that came out of my heart. At this time, Zhou Tong's side is really able to fight. There are only thirty-eight people left.

Sticky Han enters the city.

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When the sunset turns warm yellow on the horizon. Autumn leaves swaying in the wind. When Yan Xiyin looked up. It was a large tree that had been burned half, half charred on one side and half yellow on one side.

Not far away, the woman's cries, screams, and laughter could be heard. But it seems that there is not much resistance in the vicinity. Wanyan Xiyin took a breath, and when the deputy general came over, he was vaguely heard sighing.

"The green mountains are far away...... The autumn wind is crazy......"

The lieutenant looked around, but the autumn breeze was soothing, the leaves were moving slowly, and the wind was blowing on his face, and it was warm.

Ratting arrows flew from not far away.

……

Wanyan Zonghan's horse team entered the Taoist temple on the side of the city.

This Taoist temple has not been damaged by too much war, but there are some blood stains on the steps on one side, and the large trees with lush leaves are lined up in two rows, stretching in the vestibule to the main hall of the Taoist temple, and the copper tripod in front of the main hall is blazing.

It's getting dark. With the tall and steady pace of the people who entered the city around Wanyan Zonghan, most of them are heavy generals in the army, and most of them are close brothers and relatives, such as the general Wanyan Yinshuke, Wanyan Bali brothers, the general Chixian, Zong Han's cousin Wanyan Saba, Zong Han's command is known as the first warrior in the army, Moyan is in the world, etc., etc., they are all warriors who fought with Agu to fight in the south and the north, and destroyed the Liao State, each of them has a formidable meritorious deeds.

Xinzhou has been lowered, and for them, the next goal is Taiyuan, the largest fortified city on the Hedong Road.

In the evening breeze, everyone walked towards the solemn and Han Taoist temple of this building. The advance soldiers have cleared the surroundings and set up a command hall here.

……

Two nearby groups of Jurchen cavalry rushed towards the place where the arrows were fired.

Not long after, in another street and alley, two more arrows rose from the brush, and Wanyan Xiyin, who was moving forward, frowned, listening to the nearby army moving over there again.

A thought flashed through his mind, and he reined in his horse and stopped in the middle of the road. The arrows of the Jurchen soldiers will only be released when they encounter an enemy who is piercing their hands and cannot be beaten, and if they are fine, they will also be punished. In the period from yesterday afternoon to this morning, there were more arrows in the city, and by this time, the vicinity had been theoretically emptied, and at this time, how could it suddenly increase again.

Then he saw another arrow fly out in the distance.

Wanyan Xiyin frowned, and after a while, he suddenly turned his horse's head.

"Come back with me and find Marshal Zonghan, there may be something ......"

Before the words fell, an arrow suddenly rose in the direction where Yan Zonghan and the other main generals were.

"Let's-"

He let out a sudden shout, drew his sword and ran.

The surrounding streets suddenly exploded, and the surrounding guards also ran wildly with him!

……

"Kill—"

The explosion of shouts came out of nowhere, sounding on the west side of the temple, followed by the sound of fierce fighting.

In the main hall, everyone turned around, and heard that the enemy and the soldiers were fighting over there, and the front line of shouting and killing had been spreading, and it was obvious that the person who came was the real master. At the foot of the steps, as the leader of Zonghan's personal guard, the great man named Moyan untied his spear and looked at the wall over there.

"It's amazing."

"It's just one person and two people, dying and fighting." Wanyan Zonghan listened for a while, "Don't worry about him, don't fall for the plan to divert the tiger from the mountain." ”

The sound of the battle died down soon after, and it was clear that the enemy had been beheaded. Zong Han turned around and walked to the seat above the main hall, in the courtyard on the west side, the Jurchen guards cut off the heads of the people who came, and at the same time, in the courtyard on the east side, a famous warrior was quickly entering the secret hole. This Taoist temple occupies a large area, and there are many Jurchen soldiers defending nearby, but after all, it used to be a place for Han people, and when the Jurchens began to clean up this neighborhood, the green forest people in charge of monitoring could roughly determine the location of Sticky Han after he entered, and then found the loophole.

The Jurchen soldiers in the courtyard on the west side ran to the main hall with their heads, he knelt down, raised the two heads, and was about to speak, when the shouts of "wow-" rang out.

Countless swords collided and killed, and arrows flew into the sky, and in the east, someone shouted: "Kill Sticky Han." ”

"Kill Sticky Han—"

Then there was a thunderous sound: "Kill Sticky Han—"

The sound of the crazy confrontation rose to the top at that moment, and the chilling hairs were about to stand up, and the sound in the courtyard on the east side, the conflict spread in this huge momentum, and in a blink of an eye, it came towards the main hall. The Jurchen defenses on this perimeter were destroyed and cut down, and at the gate outside the courtyard, the Jurchen soldiers seemed to have been pushed forward by 10,000 horses, and the broken corpses flew past everyone's eyes with blood lines.

An arrow flew through the long courtyard, with a violent sound of breaking wind and shot straight at Yan Zonghan's face, Yan Zonghan pulled out the long knife at his waist and slammed the arrow in the air: "Formation!" ”

The figure of the Wu Dynasty Green Forest Man climbed over the courtyard wall and roof, and threw the darts down to the guards in the courtyard. In the hall, Wan Yan pulled off the steps quickly, pulled out the steel gun behind his back, and ran in a few steps, the steel gun roared out of the roof, stabbing directly into the chest of a green forest man, the steel gun pierced the body of the green forest man like a cannonball, and flew into the air with blood: "Formation-"

Dozens of Jurchen guards in the courtyard had gathered in front of the main hall, and Moyan brandished steel spears and roared like thunder: "Formation - kill them-"

The masters of the green forest with different weapons in their hands surging from the gates, outside the walls, and on the roofs, most of them were wounded, but they were full of murderous aura and fierce eyes. Before this, the anger and killing intent that had accumulated in their hearts finally exploded at this moment.

In front of them were the Jurchen elites who had been killed in the white mountains and black waters, who had been struggling to survive on the snow-covered land all year round. The battle of this southward journey came to them, but it was as simple as a play. And it wasn't until the moment in front of them, at least in a small area, that they finally felt the huge killing force that was pressing in front of them, and the essence wolf smoke belonging to the northern land, crossed the distance of thousands of miles, and finally extended to this point.

The two groups of people collided together violently at the first time. The sound of killing covered the sky and the sun, and the blood waves were surging, and they broke out...... (To be continued......)

PS: There is still an hour to go, and the ^_^ double monthly pass will begin