A hundred flavors of life

After Hua Twelve and Dai Quan learned about the situation, they asked the coachman to stop first. When he came out just now, he gestured to Yang Zhi and others to go back. Now that they were going to fight with the Xixia people, they had to bring their own people.

As if he was afraid that he would run away, Dai Quan grabbed him and refused to let go: "General Lin, just stay here and find someone else. We can just ask someone else to go!"

After speaking, he sent a Dragon Guard to escort him, and hurried back to call him.

Fortunately, Yang Zhi and the others hadn't gone too far over there, and they all followed immediately after being summoned.

The carriage moved forward, with Yang Zhi, Wu Song, and Yue Fei following closely behind. Only Luda stretched his hips a little and hurriedly and slowly to keep up. He couldn't do it without stretching his hips, for fear that he would explode if he walked too boldly.

The car stopped at the left gate of the palace. Dai Quan and Hua Twelve got out of the car and walked inside. When they entered the palace gate, Captain Long came up for a routine inspection.

Hua Twelve also knew the rules and handed over his sword so as not to make it difficult for his former colleagues. Then he suddenly remembered something and quickly turned around and asked Yang Zhi, Lu Da, Wu Song, Yue Fei and others behind him to wait outside and not to do anything casually. Move around, especially Ruda.

Just kidding, Lu Zhishen is hanging a thunderbolt with ten times the power. If it explodes here, it will be a lot of fun.

Following Dai Quan to the martial arts field in the palace, he saw a martial arts field the size of a football field. There were no less than a thousand people gathered at this time. They were guarded by dragon guards. On the main stand were the official Zhao Ji and the civil and military officials of the Manchu Dynasty. On both sides of the stands were The Xia and Liao envoys, with a hundred Xixia soldiers in helmets and armor among them, were ready.

Hua Twelve thought it was ridiculous. If more than a hundred foreign soldiers were allowed into the palace, what would happen if something went wrong? This kind of thing would only happen in this world with an extraordinary background, just like "The Battle at the Forbidden City" It's nonsense for the emperor to let a bunch of Jianghu people enter the palace to watch the battle.

Dai Quan signaled Hua Twelve to wait outside, and he trotted to report first.

When Zhao Ji heard that Lin Chong had arrived, he waved his hand and said: "Xuan!"

Hua Twelve strode into the martial arts arena and headed towards the main stand. At first glance, he saw the bottom of the stand, like a defeated rooster, like a prince who was mourning his concubine.

At this time, Wang Ziteng also looked up at him. Under his bitter expression, there was also a hint of pleasure in pulling him into the water.

Hua Twelve smiled coldly. This matter is not over yet. He immediately walked to the stands, cupped his fists and saluted Zhao Ji from above:

"General Lin Chong, please pay homage to Your Majesty!"

In the Song Dynasty, the emperor was called Guanjia on ordinary occasions, but he had to be called His Majesty on formal occasions.

Before Zhao Ji could speak, someone asked: "Why don't you kneel down when you see Your Majesty?"

Hua Twelve is helpless. He is here just to do thug work, and he is going to fight when he comes. What is he doing with all this ozone layer!

He immediately looked towards the speaker and saw an elegant old man wearing a purple robe, it was Cai Jing. Cai Jing had an incomprehensible look in his eyes and an expression that was half-smiling, giving Hua Twelve the impression that he was giving him eye drops on purpose.

Next to Cai Jing was Gao Qiu. When Gao Taiwei saw him, he was afraid that he might not know Cai Jing and offend him, so he quickly introduced him: "This is Master Cai Jing!"

After saying that, he secretly gestured to Hua Twelve, asking him to kneel down in front of Zhao Ji.

Zhao Ji was suffocating in his heart because of his unfavorable first battle. When he saw the arrival of the divine general he had made, he felt relieved. After hearing what Cai Jing said, he couldn't help but think of something. His face darkened again and he said to Hua Twelve :

"I remember back in the Tienwang Mountain Paddock, Lin Chong, you said you couldn't bow down while wearing armor. Why didn't you kneel down and worship me when you saw me today?"

Some people said that in the Song Dynasty, you did not have to kneel when you met the emperor. Hua Twelve originally believed it, but it was not until he became an official in the Song Dynasty that he realized that those who deserved it, the literati and officials, could meet the emperor in private and bow to him.

However, like at court gatherings or on occasions like today where foreign envoys are present, scholar-bureaucrats also have to kneel.

As for military attaches like Lin Chong, haha, do you know what it means to value civility over military affairs? Then no matter what occasion you see the emperor, you have to kneel!

When Zhao Ji said this, the prince, third prince and others who had a grudge against Hua Twelve were eager to stand up and plead guilty to Hua Twelve's crimes.

Gao Qiu sighed inwardly and was already prepared to plead for Hua Twelve later.

However, Hua Twelve showed no fear at all and said confidently:

"The general heard from Eunuch Dai that His Majesty summoned the general to see him in order to fight against the Xixia people. Therefore, the general began to brew an invincible momentum in his heart along the way. Now the momentum has been established. If he grovels, the momentum will be released. The momentum of invincibility is also I will fall short of the mark, so I ask Your Majesty to warn you!"

"Oh, is that so?"

Zhao Ji's expression softened a little, and he seemed to have heard the saying that warriors are gathering momentum.

Turning to look at an inconspicuous old eunuch not far behind him, Zhao Ji felt relieved when he saw the latter nodding slightly, turned around and said:

"Today, the envoys of Xixia challenged me, the Song Dynasty, to six civil fights and six martial arts battles. I, the Song Dynasty, won a complete victory in the civil battles. Now there are only six martial battles left, three battles and three battles. Fighter, Wang Ziteng has been losing for a while, if you can win, you will be rewarded heavily!"

After finishing speaking, he added: "If you lose, your claim of invincibility is deceiving the emperor. Do you understand the consequences?"

Hua Twelve clasped his fists and said calmly: "If we lose, Lin Chong will raise his head to see you!"

He secretly glanced at Cai Jing, the prince, the third prince and others, and said to himself that if I lose, I will first strike you with a sword on your head, and then run away before the masters in the palace can react.

The prince snorted coldly, while Cai Jing smiled lightly and said nothing.

Zhao Ji was very satisfied, nodded and said: "Okay, he is indeed the great general of the Song Dynasty whom I personally proclaimed!"

The Xixia and Liao envoys over there had been waiting for a long time and were already impatient. At this time, a Xixia man with long hair shawl, wearing a robe and big gold rings on his ears walked out of the Xixia stand and said loudly:

"His Majesty the Emperor of the Song Dynasty, I don't know if this is the divine general you are waiting for. If so, then start quickly. Our warriors can't wait to chop off this divine general's head to make a wine vessel!"

This man was the deputy envoy of Xixia. When he said this, the Xixia envoys and Liao people in the stands on both sides laughed loudly. It was obvious that they did not take the monarchs and ministers of the Song Dynasty into consideration at all.

In the Song Dynasty, from Zhao Ji to the civil and military officials of the Manchu Dynasty, everyone was filled with righteous indignation!

Hua Twelve turned around and scolded: "Fanbang Hulu, how dare you act so arrogantly in front of the emperor, how bold!"

His voice was a fusion of the two sound attack methods of the "Ghost Prison Yin Wind Roar" in the "Nine Yin Manual" and the "Sound Transmission Soul Search" of the Xiaoyao Sect. Others didn't hear anything in their ears, but the Xixia who spoke The deputy envoy was still smiling one moment, but the next moment he felt like he was struck by lightning, his orifices were bleeding, and his body was shaking.

At this moment, a figure flashed in the Xixia stands. A Xixia man wearing a leather robe, with a bald head and braids on both sides, and a body as strong as an iron tower stood in front of the Xixia deputy envoy.

This strong man seemed to be a head taller than Lu Zhishen, more than two meters tall. He opened his hands and closed them suddenly with a roar. Two palms the size of cattail leaf fans were facing the direction of Hua Twelve. Clap hard in one place.

The two palms clapped together, and a bang was heard, followed by waves of air and sound visible to the naked eye, exploding in the man's hands. The air was distorted for a moment, but it soon calmed down.

With just this one attack, Hua Twelve's sound-killing technique was broken, and his sound attack was made invisible with sound waves.

The strong man turned around and supported the deputy envoy of Jing Xixia who was about to fall. He pushed him to remove the blood and tapped his acupuncture points. It took a long time to save the man's life.

Hua Twelve secretly cried out that it was a pity, but said:

"There is blood coming from the nostrils. Judging from the symptoms, I am afraid that I have swine fever. If you are sick, stay at home. Why are you sending an emissary? You are sending an emissary. You are going to die, right? You think this is really going to die in our Song Dynasty. Isn't it ridiculous? unlucky!"

People in the Song Dynasty felt that the Xixia people were too arrogant just now. Now that they heard him making fun of them, many people burst into laughter. Even Zhao Ji couldn't help but smile.

The strong man snorted coldly and shouted angrily in half-baked Song Dynasty Mandarin:

"He's not sick, it's your fault."

"Fart, Ning Caichen is the one doing the trick!"

Hua Twelve murmured in a low voice, then picked his ears:

"Do you have any evidence? You Xixia people have lost all their dignity and are starting to get into trouble, right?"

In the stands on the Xixia side, Xixia was sullen and said: "Your Majesty, Emperor of the Song Dynasty, don't delay any longer, let's start quickly!"

Zhao Ji nodded and said to Hua Twelve: "Lin Chong, you order a hundred dragon forbidden officers to fight against the Xixia Black Wind Formation!"

Hua Twelve cupped his fists and said: "Your Majesty, those one hundred Xixia troops are like chickens and dogs in the eyes of the general. We don't need a hundred dragons and forbidden troops. Just call a few of my subordinates to come in. Five of us will be enough to win!"

He knows his own affairs well. If he had the ability to lead troops like famous generals such as Li Mu and Bai Qi, he would dare to lead any troops. Unfortunately, he does not have that kind of unique talent for using troops.

Although the Hundred Dragon Guards are powerful, they are not his soldiers. There is no tacit understanding between them. With his ability to lead troops, temporary command may not be able to exert any combat effectiveness, and may even have negative effects.

So Hua Twelve planned to go directly with Yang Zhi and others. They were all masters of martial arts. They would attack with all their firepower. It would not be difficult to defeat the many with few. One hundred Xixia soldiers might not be enough to kill them.

But as soon as these words came out, others seemed to be a bit exaggerated. Cai Jing laughed and said: "Grandstanding!"

Prince Zhao Huan even suggested that Lin Chong was taking the country's honor and disgrace as a child's play.

Seeing that the prince objected, other courtiers stood up one after another to agree, and some said they would punish Hua Twelve.

Hua Twelve really wanted to pick up the habit he had when he was a Jinyiwei, use the Impermanence Book to write down all these people in a small notebook, and settle the accounts one by one in the future.

Zhao Ji thought it was nonsense when he first heard it, and couldn't help but get a little angry. Five people versus a hundred, isn't this a big deal? But Emperor Huizong thought about it again. The man in front of him hunted bear bears and subdued tigers. He had the appearance of a fierce general throughout the ages. Overlord Xiang Yuzhi With capital, you may not be able to do things that are difficult for ordinary people to do.

Huizong of the Song Dynasty was very fond of success. He had let Xixia win for a while before, and he felt that he had lost face. Now after listening to what Hua Twelve said, he thought that if Lin Chong could really defeat the elite of Xixia with a few people, he, the Emperor of the Song Dynasty, Wouldn’t there be light on your face?

He immediately asked: "Are you sure?"

As soon as the emperor spoke, those objections disappeared instantly. Hua Twelve didn't care about that anymore. He couldn't give up anymore. He immediately said firmly: "There is victory but no defeat!"

Zhao Ji clapped his hands: "Okay, I will grant your request!"

Hua Twelve turned to Dai Quan: "Please, father-in-law, please send someone to find those subordinates of mine!"

Zhao Ji waved his hand, and Dai Quan quickly asked his young eunuch to go to Zuoye Gate to call for someone.

At this time, an old man dressed as a civil servant with white beard and hair stood up at the end of the civil service and began to play:

"Your Majesty, I suddenly remembered that the black wind formation deployed by the Xixia people is very similar to the 'Feng Yang Formation' among the 'Eight Formations of Marquis Wu' recorded in ancient books!"

Hua Twelve turned around and saw that the person standing up was a white-haired civil servant with a boyish face. He could feel a vague presence of energy from the other person, who was considered to be at least an innate master among warriors.

Zhao Ji heard that the old official recognized the formation and hurriedly asked: "Is there a way to break it?"

But the old official smiled bitterly and said: "The Eight Formations of Marquis Wu have been lost in the Central Plains for a long time, and I don't know how to break them."

Halfway through his words, he turned to Hua Twelve and said, "If this is really the Feng Yang Formation, it must contain the art of shielding and hiding. After the general enters the formation, he needs to find one of the gates to break out of the formation!"

Hua Twelve became interested: "Thank you, sir, for reminding me. Do you know how to find a disciple?"

The old man shook his head and said: "I don't know, I'm afraid it all depends on the general's careful observation after entering the battle!"

Hua Twelve rolled his eyelids, saying that it was all in vain.

He cupped his fists and said, "Thank you, sir, for reminding me. May I ask, sir, who are you?"

The old man waved his hand and said: "I dare not call you sir, I, Huang Shang, am a bachelor of Duanming Palace!"

Hua Twelve's eyes lit up and he immediately became more enthusiastic: "Thank you for your kindness, sir. After the general breaks the formation, I'll treat you to a drink!"

Huang Shang was not optimistic: "The general is very skilled in martial arts, but this strange formation has the effect of restraining warriors, general be careful!

As they were talking, Yang Zhi, Lu Da, Wu Song, and Yue Fei rushed to the martial arts arena and kowtowed to Zhao Ji.

When Zhao Ji saw them all kneeling down, he looked down upon them. He thought to himself that none of these people had any invincible momentum and didn't even know how to build momentum. Wouldn't their momentum be broken by kneeling like this? However, they looked so energetic. His energy and spirit are still good, but although he cannot be a general, he is a good young man who can be a pioneer.

If Hua Twelve knew what Zhao Ji was thinking, he would definitely not know whether to laugh or cry. There is also Prince Yue here, who says, "It's easy to shake a mountain, but it's hard to shake the army of the Yue family." You don't have any sense of employing people at all.

Zhao Ji gave a few words of encouragement as usual and promised that if he defeated Xixia, he would be rewarded heavily.

Several people were excited. Even though they knew that Hua Twelve was going to fight a hundred Xixia elite soldiers with the strength of five of them, they thought it was nothing. They had already killed the zombies, so why were they afraid of a hundred living people?

The infantry battle formation was not as good as the horse battle. None of them wanted weapons. They each asked for a large infantry shield. While waiting for the weapons, Hua Twelve told several people about Huang Shang's guess.

When the shields were delivered, several people held large infantry shields as tall as one person in one hand, drew out their waist knives and strode into the martial arts field, facing off against the hundred-man military formation of Xixia.

At this time, the Xixia people had begun to call for formation. A Xixia general wearing armor walked out of the military formation and shouted:

"The Great Song Dynasty God General over there is telling the truth. The one who kills you is Western Xia Hua Luo Qi!"

Hua Twelve chuckled and said loudly: "No need to sign up, I don't remember the names of dead people!"

The words were even more powerful, and some generals shouted "Hello!"

In the Xixia stands, the leader of Xixia yelled a few words in Dangxiang dialect, seeming to urge Hua Luoqi to start quickly.

Hua Luoqi held a mace in his hand, poked the ground, and shouted loudly. A hundred Xixia elite soldiers behind him immediately began to form a formation.

They didn't see clearly how the opponent was moving. Suddenly, a black wind rose in the martial arts arena, followed by black mist. The sight of Hua Twelve and Five people was immediately blocked, and they could only see the people who were close at hand. No matter how far the distance is, everything is shrouded in black mist.

Outside the martial arts arena, the sight of the people in the stands was also blocked by black mist. They could only see the black wind of more than twenty feet spinning with the black mist. Several masters from the altar appeared and blocked Zhao Ji and the princes. before anything unexpected happens.

All civil and military officials in the dynasty looked nervously at the martial arts arena, while the spectators from Xixia and Liao kingdoms were all smiling, as if they were sure to win.

The Hua Twelve people who were surrounded by the formation knew that they might be surrounded by the enemy as the black mist came together, so they quickly formed a round formation back to back, placed their shields outside the circle, and gave their backs to their comrades.

Wu Song came from a rough background and experienced battle for the first time. He was a little nervous and asked several people:

"What is going on? Is it witchcraft?"

Yang Zhinai has a family tradition of military art and has extraordinary experience, but he said: "It is said that the ancient military formations have the ability to conquer the heaven and earth. Now I think that the old man is right, these eight achievements are Zhuge Wuhou's Fengyang Formation! "

Hua Twelve raised his eyebrows: "How to break it?"

Yang Zhi said simply: "I don't know!" This was another point in vain.

Hua Twelve suggested: "Let's form this circular formation and rush in one direction first to see the opponent's reaction and see the power of the opponent's formation!"

The others all nodded.

At that moment, the five people maintained their circular formation and rushed in one direction.

After a few steps, they rushed into the black mist. Suddenly, they heard the sound of strong wind shuttles in the wind. Everyone covered their whole bodies with large shields and rushed forward. They heard the clanging of the large shields, all of which were the sounds of weapons. The dense sound To such an extent that no one could even find a chance to counterattack.

Suddenly, Lu Zhishen's steps slowed down. There was a flaw in their circular shield formation. Immediately, a spear poked through the flaw and hit Luda's shoulder.

Ruda also became fierce, endured the pain and slammed forward with his shield, knocking out the enemy hidden in the black mist in front of him.

"stop!"

Hua Twelve directly asked everyone to stop the attack. Luda was already injured. It was unrealistic to rush forward again. He planned to let the four people shrink their defense first, and he would rush out by himself and use his own methods to kill indiscriminately. If it didn't work, he would let go of the sword. If you don't believe it, you can't. Break the formation.

But before he could take action, he heard Luda shouting: "Mom, there's a watermelon hidden under Sajia. I can't run fast. You guys didn't say wait for Sajia!"

Hua Twelve's eyes lit up, and the thunder shook the sky ten times?

He said happily: "How did you bring that thing in?"

Yue Fei said from the side: "Long Jinwei originally wanted to search us and asked us to leave our weapons, but the young father-in-law who led us in said that the officials asked us to go in and fight the Xixia people, so there was no need to collect the weapons. Those Long Jinwei immediately He let us go, gave us a good beating, and let us in without even searching our bodies."

Hua Twelve laughed loudly, God help me. He held a shield in one hand to block the opponent's formation and strangled him, and said to Ruda with the other hand: "Brother, give me that watermelon!"

Luda withstood the opponent's attack, reached out from below and took out the watermelon-sized Zhentian Lei and placed it in Hua Twelve's hands.

Hua Twelve ordered: "As soon as I throw it out, you should immediately lie down on the ground and protect yourself with a shield. Remember this, otherwise don't blame me if you die!" His plan was very simple, he didn't need to blow up all the Xixia people. , as long as a dozen or twenty people are killed, the formation will collapse.

It was difficult to distinguish between east, west, north and south in this formation, but Hua Twelve remembered the direction where Hua Luoqi was before the black wind formation was launched. According to the direction in memory, he directly directed the ten times thunder to the west twenty times. Throw it in a direction outside the steps, and the sky-shattering thunder will explode when it hits the ground.

The five of them quickly lay down on the ground at the same time that Hua's Twelve Thunderbolts took action, holding their shields behind them with one hand to protect their whole bodies.

In the main stand, Zhao Ji looked at the twenty-foot-long black wind and black mist, and was worried. This was how Wang Ziteng lost just now. He killed most of a hundred dragon forbidden officers in just a cup of tea.

Just when I was worried, I heard a loud noise, and then saw a mushroom-shaped smoke cloud rising from the black wind.

When the smoke dissipated, the black wind and black fog also dissipated, and they saw that the Xixia side suffered heavy casualties. Hua Luoqi fell to the ground, half of his body was gone. There was a pit more than two feet deep on the ground next to him, and a nearby area It was charred and black, and there were dead and injured Xixia elites everywhere, as well as broken limbs and arms.

Most of the Xixia soldiers were fine, but they seemed to be frightened by the explosion. They looked at the scene in front of them stupidly with a look of horror on their faces.

Hua Twelve stood up, shook the dirt off their bodies, and shouted: "Kill!"

Then the five people rushed over and chopped them like tigers into a flock of sheep. When the Xixia envoy in the stands reacted and called a stop, almost all of their people were killed.

Although Hua Twelve and others were also disgraced, they were all in high spirits. He walked to the stands and cupped his hands and said:

"Fortunately, the general has lived up to his mission. With his extraordinary wisdom, he finally found the location of the magic gate and destroyed it in one fell swoop!"

Yang Zhi, Lu Da, Wu Song, and Yue Fei all have strange looks on their faces. They smell like gunpowder. Can you please give me some face?

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