The Reborn Lao Tzu Is the Emperor

Chapter 125 Go straight to Huanglong ([-])

Although Yuehei Fenggao is good at killing people, Zhao Dongting has lived two lives, but he has hardly killed a chicken.If it weren't for the fact that there were no reliable generals under his command, and he had been tempered several times during his stay in the Southern Song Dynasty, even if he was killed, he might not have the courage to lead an army to attack the camp.

In fact, Zhao Dongting thought that it would be nice to be an ordinary person in ancient times. Opening a few shops and raising a few delicate and beautiful wives is really a joy in life.It's a pity that he came from the Southern Song Dynasty, and the emperor who possessed him couldn't help himself.

In troubled times, there is no such thing as a leisurely life.

At the moment when he led the horse through the foot of the mountain, Zhao Dongting felt a little emotional for no reason.Then looking at the Yuan Army Archery Tower, it seemed that he was no longer so nervous.Since you can't be an idler, you can simply be an emperor through the ages. Although it is a bit tiring, it seems not bad.

"rush!"

He got on his horse, proudly, holding a long sword, and took the lead in charging towards the camp of the Yuan army.

The horse's hoof splashed the dirt and made Zhao Dongting's butt ache.

The sentry post on the archery tower of the Yuan army suddenly saw a group of men in black galloping towards them, and hurriedly grabbed the horn and was about to blow it.But as night fell, the flying dragon soldiers came menacingly, and the guard posts of the Yuan army on the watchtower had just put their mouths in front of the horns, and the cold arrows had already pierced their throats?
The flying dragon soldiers are all carefully selected fighters. Although they cannot deal with masters such as Murong Chuan and Li Gena, they are very easy to deal with these ordinary Yuan troops.However, with more than ten arrows, the arrows were powerful, heavy and accurate, and they eliminated the Yuan army sentry post on the archery tower in an instant.

Zhao Dongting applauded slightly in his heart, Su Quandang really trained the Flying Dragon Army well, and it already has the embryonic form of modern special forces.As long as they mature and integrate all kinds of skills, they will surely be a ghost army that can make the enemy frightened but can't trace their whereabouts.

Hundreds of flying dragon soldiers continued to rush towards the Yuan army camp without stopping.

The rain hit the face with burning pain, and the blood of the Yuan army sentry dripped into the ground along the gaps in the watchtower, and was quickly merged by the muddy muddy water, and disappeared quietly.

The Yuan army was not prepared at all, and someone would attack the camp here, and the defense was not intensive.Zhao Dongting and the others rushed straight to more than a hundred meters in front of the gate of the camp, and the soldiers of the Yuan army guarding the gate saw them in the faint afterglow.Immediately, the Yuan army shouted, and the clever soldiers were about to close the door immediately.

However, the horses of the Flying Dragon Army had already fired at full power, and the distance of [-] meters was only a few moments away. Before the door was closed, several soldiers who pushed the door were shot down to the ground by cold arrows.

The Flying Dragon Army went up to cover them, swiped their blades together, and chopped down more than ten Yuan soldiers guarding the gate to the ground in a flash of cold light.Zhao Dongting didn't make a move, but just rushed towards Jesul's tent with his sword.

The guards of the Yuan army of the two ten-man squads did not even stop them for five seconds.However, the screams here suddenly exploded in the sound of rain, which still alarmed the Yuan army in the camp.In just a few tens of breaths, Yuan army squads rushed over from all over to resist Zhao Dongting and the others.

Zhao Dongting took the lead, when a dozen or so Yuan soldiers suddenly appeared in front of him trying to block the way, he gritted his teeth, and when his horse galloped past, his long sword sliced ​​off the heads of the nearby Yuan soldiers.He knew that if he wanted to become an emperor through the ages in this troubled world, he had to exercise his courage.

The kings who have been killed in the troubled times since ancient times are either heroes or traitors, and their hands must be stained with blood.

Swish!
In the past two months, Zhao Dongting's swordsmanship has improved a lot. The Yuan army did not dodge in a hurry, and his head was cut off by his long sword.

A stream of blood gushed out from the cut.

Fortunately, Zhao Dongting's war horse was extremely fast, and before seeing this scene, the war horse had already galloped past, otherwise he would have to spit it out.

Even so, his face is a little pale now, his lips are trembling, and his whole body is also trembling.

This is a deep fear, but also an extremely complicated feeling.

The flying dragon soldiers rushed up after them, and the remaining Yuan soldiers were stabbed to the ground without any resistance at all.

This is a ghost army on a rainy night.

Boom!

There were sudden cannon fires from both sides of the Yuan Army camp, and monstrous flames exploded in the Yuan Army camp.

There were only more than [-] soldiers guarding the base camp of the Yuan army, and two camps were unlucky, and they were directly blown up by two shells, including people and tents.

The soldiers guarding everywhere hurriedly got on their horses, but after getting on their horses, they suddenly found that they didn't know where to go.

The big camp suddenly exploded, but what about the enemy?Where is the enemy?

The night was getting dark and there was light rain again, they couldn't figure out where Zhao Da and Zhao Hu were at all.

In this way, it was not until the cannons rang several times in succession that these Yuan troops finally figured out some flavors and ran towards the left and right sides of the camp.

Of course, there were also soldiers rushing to kill Zhao Dongting and the others who broke into the camp through the back door in the rain.

The original 3000 yuan army, after such a split, suddenly looked like loose sand.

Zhao Dongting killed and killed, but he also felt like breaking a jar, and it became more and more smooth.With Le Wuhui by his side, he didn't have to worry about the Yuan army's weapons being able to poke him.

Fighting on the battlefield is the most tempering, and Zhao Dongting's heart seems to be gradually hardening.

But in Jesul's camp, Jesul's face was very ugly.

He was drinking, listening to music, and watching dances with his arms around a plump dancer just now, thinking about when the army will be able to defeat the soldiers of the Southern Song Dynasty.However, the sudden sound of the cannon made the dancers scream and run wildly with their heads in their hands. The sound of silk and bamboo in the tent also stopped abruptly, and there was the piercing sound of strings breaking.

The plump dancer was feeding Jesul with wine, but with a loud noise, all the wine was fed to Jesul's chest.

He was wearing armor, and the temperature plummeted again at this time, it was so comfortable, it couldn't be too much.

But Jesul didn't care about this dancer, he stood up quickly, and immediately realized that it was the Song army who attacked the camp.

It must be a small army attacking the camp!
Jesur dared to conclude that it was impossible for the Song army to take out a large number of troops to attack the camp, and it was inconvenient for too many people to attack the camp.

He has fought with Ali Hague all these years, and he has some skills. When he heard the explosions at both ends, he thought for a while, and fully understood Zhao Dongting's plan.The sound of the cannons at both ends was obviously just a tactic to lure the enemy. The real killer move was the hundreds of black-clothed Song soldiers who came from the back door of the camp reported by the soldiers.

He quickly asked the messengers to call back the soldiers who had killed to the two ends.

However, several minutes had passed by this time, but he only heard the sound of the cannon, but did not hear the sound of Mingjin.This gave him a vague sense of foreboding.

Outside the camp, there were only four hundred elite soldiers gathered.With this strength, Jesul wondered if he could delay until the soldiers charged back.

Song Jun is really cunning.

To charge head-on, he would rather pay such a high price than get this chance to attack the camp.

Jesur felt like meeting a strong opponent, and at the same time, he wanted to go home and miss his mother.Fighting is really exhausting.

How could Song Jun attack his mother's camp?

He kicked down the desk in front of him, angrily said: "Go and invite Tong Lao and the others over!"

Now there are many martial arts forces attached to the Yuan Dynasty, and almost all armies have masters in the martial arts.Jesur commanded an army of tens of thousands, and there were naturally such people in the army.

Not long after, dozens of Jianghu people, old or young, armed with various weapons, walked into the tent with proud expressions.

Jesul felt relieved a little, and said: "There are Song troops who want to attack my general's camp, please trouble everyone."

The old man at the head was full of energy, his temples bulged high, and he cupped his hands and said, "You are welcome, general, we will relieve the general's worries!"

As he said that, he sat behind the desk on the side of the tent, and he didn't seem to pay attention to those Song soldiers who attacked the camp at all.

Another few minutes passed.

The sound of shouting and killing was approaching, and there was also the sound of horseshoes splashing muddy water.

At this moment, it seems that even the rain has a strong killing spirit.The dignified breath swept over the hundreds of yuan troops outside Jesul's tent, making them swallow involuntarily, and clenched the weapons in their hands even tighter.

Bang!

At this time, something that looked like a chamber pot was thrown out of the tent, and Jesul's roar sounded, "What are you doing so stupidly? Let the general block them!"

The commander of the pro-army outside the tent seemed to feel that something in the chamber pot had splashed on his face, and it seemed to be rainwater, he couldn't tell for sure.But this kind of feeling is always uncomfortable, the corners of his eyes twitched a few times, and he shouted: "Kill!"

Then the galloping horse led the army to kill the Song army who had appeared hundreds of meters away, looming.

"It's there!"

In the Song army's horse formation, Zhao Dongting saw hundreds of yuan troops rushing towards this side, and recognized Jesul's camp clearly.

He reined in the horse suddenly, and ordered to the left and right: "Fire the gun!"

Then shouted again: "Form formation! Block them!"

Several flying dragon soldiers got off their horses and set up the grenadiers on the muddy ground.

Those yuan troops had also rushed forward at this time.

Zhao Dongting and the gunners were guarded in the middle, Zhao Dongting pointed coldly at Jesul's tent, and said, "Aim at that tent and bomb it!"

He also knew that there might be masters in the Yuan army, so he never thought about killing them directly.

(End of this chapter)