A hundred flavors of life

Chapter 810 Hear Song Jiang again! (Please order in full!)

Hua Twelve escaped the cold light from the sneak attack on horseback. He turned around and his eyes instantly locked on a Taoist priest hiding in the cavalry formation ten feet away.

The Taoist priest and a Mingjiao cavalry were riding together. At this time, Zhengguo poked his head out, holding his right hand high, holding the sword secret. When Hua Twelve saw him, his eyes looked fierce, and his sword pointed here. Then he chopped it off hard.

At the same time, the strong wind blew, and the cold light that flew past turned back, and like lightning, it flew towards Hua Twelve's neck.

"Bao Dao B!"

This was the only person under Fang La who could release the flying sword. Combined with the fact that he had just killed Demon Lord Zheng, Hua Twelve immediately guessed the identity of this person.

Hua Twelve raised the corner of his mouth. Do you really think you are the only one who can fly a sword?

He did not dodge, holding the horse in his right hand, and also pinched out a sword formula with his left hand, pointed at the cold light, his mind was everywhere, and in an instant, a sword light shot out, and then he heard a metallic crunching sound, and the shot came The cold light split into two and fell to the ground. The light converged and turned into two half-foot-long daggers.

Hua Twelve was stunned. After all, it was a flying sword. It was so fragile. He felt that it was no different from using the Yitian Sword to cut through ordinary iron.

Poof~~~!

Just when Hua Twelve felt a little unbelievable, Bao Daoyi opened his mouth and began to spurt blood. The amount of blood was as much as the blood that King Ning had brought to him. It almost caught up with the fountain, spraying all over the knight in front of him. , all over the head and body.

Although Bao Daoyi vomited blood, he was clearly aware of the situation in front of him. He screamed in his heart that the opponent was also a swordsman, and his opponent's flying sword was far more powerful than him.

Immediately he pressed his hands on the knight in front of him, and the knight immediately flew forward. Bao Dao Yi took advantage of the power of this press and soared into the air. With a swing of his two big sleeves, he looked like a big bird and flew towards Then he flew away. Apparently he saw that the assassination failed and wanted to run away.

Hua Twelve looked at Bao Daoyi's movement and couldn't help but sigh: "What a big target!"

He put away the flying sword and threw it with his right hand. The horse in his palm was thrown out like a cannonball, and a sharp sound broke out in an instant.

Under his full strength, the horse was as fast as lightning. Almost as soon as he threw it, it was already thrust into Bao Dao B's back and went straight through.

Bao Daoyi screamed and fell to the ground.

To say that the vitality of a cultivator is tenacity, even if the spear penetrated from the back of the heart, he had not completely died. After falling to the ground, he was still struggling to get up, but he forgot that this was on the battlefield. The reaction of the knights in his formation However, hundreds of horses trampled over it, and when I looked at it again, the dog's sly old ways were turned into meat.

After Hua Twelve threw the horse, he grabbed a long spear, unfolded his marksmanship, and started to kill Xu Ning, Xuan Zan, Shi Xiu, and others who came over.

The so-called elite of the Ming Cult were mainly those who had practiced martial arts, were physically strong, or surrendered government troops. They were naturally more elite than those ordinary believers who were deceived and blindly followed. However, when facing the well-trained Beijing camp under Hua Twelve who were wearing standard armor, they were not much stronger than ordinary people.

The soldiers from the Beijing camp killed these people like cutting wheat, with little effort. A large number of the tens of thousands of cavalry who rushed out from the city of Hangzhou fell in large numbers.

Hua Twelve raised his spear high and shouted loudly: "Those who abandon their weapons will not be killed."

The surrounding Mingjiao cavalry had been killed long ago in fear. When Hua Twelve shouted, except for a few die-hards who had been completely brainwashed, most of them threw away their weapons and shouted to surrender.

In the north of Hangzhou City, Fang Lazheng led a group of Mingjiao masters and tens of thousands of Mingjiao elite followers, pretending to break out of the encirclement to fight against the government troops. In the dark night, there were government troops in front, back, left and right. They were covered in blood and felt that they were invincible.

Shi Bao swept forward with a sword, cutting off more than a dozen officers and soldiers in front of him, and then asked loudly to his companions:

"Why hasn't Master Bao Tian sent the signal? The consumption of Gang Qi in my body is too great and I can't hold it anymore!"

Deng Yuanjue, Baoguang Tathagata on the other side, was stabbed several times on his chest and shoulders, but sparks shot out from the blades. The great monk took the opportunity to sweep away the Huntie Zen Staff, breaking the bones of several Song soldiers who attacked him. Broken tendons.

All the Mingjiao masters around praised loudly: "The great monk has such great hard skills!"

Deng Yuanjue said angrily: "The Sa family's strength is also gradually declining. I'm afraid I won't be able to hold on for too long!"

Fang La, the leader of the Ming Cult, felt something was not good at this time, but he still shouted loudly:

"I think there is some trouble with Master Bao Tian. Please hold on for a while, brothers!"

But just as Fang La just finished saying this, a jade plaque in his arms broke into two pieces with a click.

Fang La's expression changed, he reached into his arms and took out the two pieces of jade plaque. When he saw that it was indeed broken, he let out an "ah" sound.

The surrounding experts looked over and their hearts sank.

Because they all recognized that this jade tablet was the soul tablet that Bao Daoyi gave to the leader before the action tonight.

Bao Daoyi himself said that there is a trace of his aura in this jade tablet. If he succeeds, a signal will be released. If he dies, the soul tablet will break, which means that his beheading failed and his death will disappear. , when the time comes, the brothers' fake breakout will become a real breakout, and they can escape with the leader.

Fang La sighed heavily, looked at the battle situation in front of him, and loudly ordered: "Brothers, break out with all your strength!"

All the masters of Mingjiao had a tragic momentum, and they rushed towards the due north along with Fang La.

When the Mingjiao broke through before, the location of Fang La and others was discovered by the army, and fireworks were set off to lock the direction.

As the commander of tonight's battle, Yue Fei has been keeping an eye on this side, but he is naturally handsome and considers the overall situation in his operations. Although his first task is to eliminate the main force of the Mingjiao army, he has no intention of letting go of the higher-ups of the Mingjiao and has made appropriate arrangements.

As soon as Fang La and others exerted their strength here, the two battalions of officers and soldiers surrounding them were immediately in a tight situation, and in an instant, two loud arrows shot into the sky.

The sound of the two sounding arrows was one long and one short. Yue Fei immediately understood the situation here and smiled faintly: "I want to run, but it's too late!"

After saying the order, the trumpet sounded and the two battalions of soldiers and horses in the due north direction began to fight with the Mingjiao. The main purpose was to delay, so that the officers and soldiers on the east and south sides could attack together from left to right.

Fang La and others rushed to kill, and suddenly felt that the tactics of the officers and soldiers on the opposite side seemed to have changed. They no longer attacked them head-on, but started to fight with them.

At the same time, shouts of killing came from both sides, and these masters knew immediately that something was wrong.

Fang La shouted: "Break through quickly, don't fight for a long time!"

After saying that, he whipped the horses and led the people to charge forward.

Deng Yuanjue stepped forward with his two big feet, as fast as a galloping horse. He was not afraid of swords and guns. He swung the iron Zen staff and the two wind-splitting knives and stone treasures, and rushed forward to kill fiercely, clearing the way for Fang La and others.

Just after charging for a while, someone on the left wing shouted: "Han Shizhong is here, where can Fang La go!"

Someone on the right wing also shouted: "A certain Hu Yanzhuo, demon sect demon man dares to fight!"

Everyone in the Ming Cult felt depressed and unhappy, but they also knew that they couldn't be brave at this time, so no one stopped and rushed forward with all their strength.

But there were too many officers and soldiers. In the dark night, only countless figures could be seen in front. After a while, Deng Yuanjue retreated, his whole body steaming with heat and sweat.

The great monk shouted: "I have no strength anymore, who will clear the way for me!"

Wang Yin rode up and said, "I'm coming!"

At this time, Shi Bao also retreated, his body was also wet with sweat, and he was panting. This great master looked like he was not far away from Li Li.

Li Tianrun, one of the Four Dharma Kings, also rushed forward to take Shi Bao's place and opened the way. The crowd rushed out for another mile or so, but they found that the officers and soldiers in front, behind and on the left and right seemed endless.

At this time, the sky was getting brighter, and the breakout battle actually lasted for several hours.

Fang La was almost exhausted from the battle at this time. He looked around on his horse and saw tens of thousands of believers who had broken through with him. Only two or three thousand people were left at this time. There were officers and soldiers of the Song Dynasty everywhere. He couldn't help but feel sad. His heart arose, and he shouted loudly: "Does the naivety mean to destroy my Mingjiao?"

Everyone in the Ming Cult felt miserable. Han Shizhong, who was leading troops to encircle and suppress them over there, laughed and said:

"Why are you talking so much? Do you dare to fight me?"

But at this moment, a group of people from the north attacked, and someone shouted loudly: "But Master Fang of the Mingjiao is in front of you, come this way, we are here to save you!"

Han Shizhong and Xuanzan frowned when they heard this. They knew that the formation set up by Yue Fei was like a ring that kept rotating around Fang La. There were 50,000 people surrounding the main force of the Ming Cult. No matter how Fang La and the others rushed to kill him, they would not stop him. There will be two battalions of people blocking the front.

But at this time, a group of people suddenly rushed over. This meant that the officers and soldiers in front were killed by the incoming people before they could get closer.

The two of them were shocked and doubtful, but everyone in the Ming Cult was shocked.

Fang Baihua shouted sweetly: "I am Fang Baihua, the saint of the Ming Cult. May I ask who is here?"

The man opposite shouted: "Song Jiang from Huncheng, on the order of the King of Chu, is here to meet you all!"

When Fang Baihua heard this, she said happily: "They are Wang Qing's people, how come they came to Hangzhou!"

Fang Laze looked over there and asked, "But is it raining in time in Huncheng?"

The people over there laughed loudly: "It's Song Jiang!"

The opposing team was also charging towards this side at this time. In front of the team, there was a big man with a black face, a body as thick as a black bear, and a naughty body like an iron bull. He had red and yellow eyebrows, his eyes were tied with red silk, and his angry hair was as thick as iron brushes. , ferocious like a Suan Ni, holding a pair of axes, rushed to the front, and seemed to be in a deserted land among thousands of troops.

Upon seeing this, Fang La immediately ordered: "Brothers, charge with me and join Song Yasi!"

As for Hua Twelve, he took back his horse, sent a thousand soldiers to guard the prisoners, and then rushed into Hangzhou City with Xu Ning and Xuanzan.

Originally, the Mingjiao was pretending to break out of the siege, and the city gates were guarded. Seeing Hua Twelve rushing towards them, they wanted to close the city gates.

Hua Twelve laughed loudly: "It's too late to close the door now!" He clamped the horse's belly with his legs and stepped on the snow under his crotch. His speed instantly increased a lot, leaving Xu Ning and others behind him far away, and rushed to the front. Under the city.

A hail of arrows hit him head-on and his face was covered with arrows. He swept the arrows from left to right and blocked them all. In the next moment, he rushed in through the city gate that was about to close.

After entering the city, they killed all the Mingjiao soldiers at the gate that was about to be closed. Xu Ning, Xuan Zhan, and Shi Xiu had already led their men into the city.

Hangzhou city is broken!

Shi Xiu led people to the top of the city and planted a handsome flag with the word "Lin". At this time, the sun was rising, and a ray of sunlight shone on the handsome flag, and a halo of light seemed to appear on the flag, which was dazzling.

Yue Fei also saw the handsome flag raised on the top of the city and asked people to blow the horn to launch a general attack.

The battle did not end until noon. Tens of thousands of rebels were killed, and the rest surrendered. The city of Hangzhou was recaptured by the army.

In Fangla's palace, Hua Twelve couldn't help but laugh when he saw the dragon chair built by Mingjiao for Fang La. He didn't care much. He only occupied the south of the Yangtze River and wanted to be emperor.

There were sounds of footsteps outside, and Hua Twelve knew that the battle should be over, and Yue Fei and the commanders of each battalion had returned.

Unexpectedly, as soon as Yue Fei came in, he knelt down on one knee and apologized to him. Han Shizhong and Hu Yanzhuo also apologized to him.

After Hua Twelve inquired, he found out that a troop of soldiers and horses came from the north and took Fang La and others away.

He didn't take it seriously and asked everyone to get up to inquire about the outcome of the battle. In this battle, the entire Mingjiao army was almost wiped out. Only Fang La and other senior officials successfully broke through with two to three thousand people and were rescued.

Hua Twelve laughed and said: "Pengju has made great contributions in this battle. The Mingjiao was defeated in one battle, leaving only some remnants, which is nothing to worry about. Even if Fang La can escape, if he wants to make such a fuss again, I'm afraid It can’t be done either!”

He was somewhat interested in the person who rescued Fang La, and asked, "Do you know who the person who rescued Fang La is?"

Han Shizhong was at the scene and heard clearly. He immediately replied after hearing the words: "That man said he was under the order of the King of Chu."

"King Chu?"

Hua Twelve was a little confused, and Shi Xiu reminded him: "Commander, the rebel Wang Qing calls himself the King of Chu!"

Han Shizhong said again: "That man even announced his name, saying he was Song Jiang in Huncheng!"

"Song Jiang?"

Hua Twelve was slightly startled. Song Jiang was sentenced to exile in Jiangzhou for killing Yan Poxi. Wu Yong also said that he wanted to invite him to join the gang, but he refused. He has never heard anything about this person since then, but he doesn't want to hear about him again. At that time, he had already taken refuge with Wang Qing in Huaixi.

"Why did Wang Qing's troops appear in Hangzhou?"

Before Hua Twelve could figure out the key, someone came to report:

"Commander, the soldiers and horses of Lord Tong Guantong, the Xuanfu envoy of Jiangsu, Zhejiang, and Huainan, have arrived outside the city. They want you to go out to greet them!"

"Tong Guan?"

Hua Twelve was a little stunned, and seemed to understand something. Tong Guan was ordered to pacify Wang Qing. At this time, Wang Qing's tribe appeared on the left and right, and there might be some involvement in the process.

Immediately led the crowd out of the city to greet Tong Guan.

After meeting him, he raised his hands to say hello as a subordinate, but Tong Guan was extremely arrogant and asked directly:

"Lin Chong, the remnants of Wang Qing's troops came to Hangzhou. Since your troops are in Hangzhou, why did you let them escape?"

Hua Twelve immediately stopped being used to the old eunuch and sneered:

"Prime Minister, you were ordered to annihilate Wang Qing, and I, the general, was ordered to pacify Jiangnan. It's your responsibility for Wang Qing to escape. It's none of my business. What the hell are you telling me?"

"you"

Tong Guan's face turned red with anger, and several of his generals yelled and cursed!

Hua Twelve rode on the horse and looked at these things coldly: "What, do you want to fight?"

A group of commanders behind him, including Yue Fei, Han Shizhong, Hu Yanzhuo and others, took out their weapons one after another.

At this time, Hua Twelve has more than 200,000 people under his command. He is not afraid of fighting anyone. Tong Guan is just a chicken. If he dares to chirp again, he will be destroyed here now!

Tong Guan was indeed cunning and cunning. He suppressed his anger and waved his hands to silence his generals before saying:

"Okay, even if I mistakenly accused the general, now Wang Qing is traveling south of the Yangtze River. I am the propaganda envoy of Jiangsu, Zhejiang, and Huainan. I want to recruit you to join me in suppressing bandits. Can you obey the order?"

Hua Twelve pondered for a while. Wang Qing had Song Jiang and Fang La on his side. It would be better to get rid of him as soon as possible. He nodded and said:

"Can!"

The soldiers led by Hua Twelve fought fiercely all night, and there were still a large number of prisoners to deal with. Tong Guan was also tired from the journey, chasing Wang Qing all the way, and the soldiers and horses needed to rest.

So the two sides rested for a day in Hangzhou and set off to pursue the pursuit early the next morning. The intelligence returned from the detective horse shocked Tong Guan. Wang Qing actually led the remnants of his troops to join Fangla and marched day and night towards Bianjing. Killed it.

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