Qin Shi: Sword Asks the Bright Moon

Chapter 30
Hengshan, no shirts point soldiers.

It is located among the peaks, but it is one of the few flat lands in Mount Heng. It is said that 200 years ago, Zhao Xiangzi, the ancestor of the state of Zhao, hid thousands of soldiers here, and then went north with his followers to enter the state of Dai. Suddenly launched an attack, captured and killed his brother-in-law, the then king of the Dai State, and then sent troops from here to take the land of the Dai State in one fell swoop.

Since then, this mountain flat valley hidden among the peaks has been called Wuxidian General's Terrace by the world, and it has become an important stronghold of Zhao Jun in Hengshan to guard the Hengshan passage from Taiyuan County to Daijun.

However, after Zhao State completely lost Taiyuan County, the military stronghold here was abandoned, and it has been more than ten years now.

But on an ordinary winter day, farewell to the tranquility of winter in the flat valley, the forces from Heifengzhai, Baihuzhai, Daliangshan, and Longshanzhai gathered here, making the former Wuxie Dianbingtai appear again. Bing Ge kills the spirit.

"Let's stop talking nonsense. We can gather here only from money. Now the barbarians in the forest and the barbarians in Loufan have goods worth [-] gold. As long as we can capture their tribe, these goods will belong to us. The only thing that needs to be discussed is the issue of how to divide the spoils after the matter is completed." Zi Nu, who was above the chief seat, changed her usual delicate and soft attitude, and said that she had the rough demeanor of a long-term bandit leader.

"There are 800 soldiers and horses here, and I have 330 soldiers in Daliang Mountain alone. It's not too much for us to divide it into [-] percent." As soon as Zi Nu's voice fell, the leader of Daliang Mountain had already spoken.

"If Daliang Mountain is divided into [-]%, my Longshan Village can't lose [-]%. We want [-]% to one. If my Longshan Village is not as many people as Daliang Mountain, wouldn't it make people think that my Longshan Village is not as good as Daliang Mountain." The main road of Dazhai in Longshanzhai.

"Xiao Longtou, what do you mean by that? I want [-]% of Daliang Mountain, and you want [-]% of one. Do you have to overwhelm our Daliang Mountain?" Zi Nu, the host, has not expressed his position yet, and the bandit leader of Daliang Mountain is already unwilling. .

As the saying goes, one mountain cannot accommodate two tigers. As the two largest and most powerful villages in Hengshan, Daliang Mountain and Longshan Village have never had a large-scale fight because of fear of each other's strength, but the small frictions on weekdays have never stopped. However, although it cannot be said that the situation is incompatible, it is definitely that the two hate each other.

Especially the two big cottages, one is the defeat of the Qin army, the other is the defeat of the Zhao army. The enmity between the Qin army and the Zhao army has been completely inherited by both sides.

Although the two big cottages are now getting together because of the big business that is hard to refuse, they still refuse to accept each other, and they are trying their best to overwhelm each other.

"Please call me Dalongtou, the nigger from Mount Liang." The leader of Longshan village said coldly.

"Xiao Longtou, my name is Hei Fu, not a black ghost, and I am not black at all." The leader of Daliang Mountain who called himself Hei Fu said.

"I'm afraid I can't find one who is darker than you here. If you don't call it a nigger, what do you call it?" Da Longtou sneered, the person who knows himself best is either a confidant or an enemy. As an opponent, Da Longtou's understanding of Heifu is obviously beyond ordinary people .

"I said two, we are here to discuss important issues, not to let you come here to perform a Nuo opera." Zi Nu patted the table in front of her and said loudly.

It is really exhausting to explain to such a group of bandits. It seems that the louder the voice is, the more reasonable it is. The so-called soft-spoken and personable demeanor are completely useless here.

But the people in Daliangshan and Longshanzhai obviously didn't take Zinu seriously, because of the existence of Baihuzhai, they were willing to hand over the position of speaker to Zinu, but it was only because of this, they wanted more That's impossible, Heifengzhai only has such little strength.

"It's [-]% impossible in Daliang Mountain, and [-]% impossible in Longshan Village." Putting her own words to no avail, Zi Nu directly said something else.

Sure enough, as soon as Zi Nu's voice fell, the two major speakers in Daliangshan and Longshanzhai stopped arguing, but looked at Zi Nu together, and their eyes were already more fierce.

"You seem to have forgotten one thing. Those things are dead things. If you want to exchange them for money and what you need, you still need to pass my hands. Without me, you can grab back the lumps of iron lumps and play for yourself. "Facing the unkind eyes, Zi Nu said lightly.

"Then how do you divide it?" Daliangshan Heifu asked.

"Heifengzhai and Baihuzhai share [-]% with your Daliangshan and Longshanzhai, and the remaining [-]% is divided according to the number of heads captured by each party." Yang Ming, who was standing behind Zinu, came out and said.

"I have no objection to using the head as the basis for the division. It's like this in the army." Hei Fu pondered. He was born in the Qin army, and he was very familiar with the matter of using the head to judge meritorious service.

"Indeed, this is very reasonable, but why should Heifengzhai and Baihuzhai share the [-]% with us?" the leader of Longshanzhai questioned.

"We sent 320 soldiers from Mount Liang, all of whom are brave men. You Heifeng Village only has 100 people, and they are all old and weak. The seniors in Baihu Village are powerful, but the number is too small." Heifu added.

"So, after all, it's a matter of strength." Yang Ming looked at the faces in the valley, but he didn't know that the most powerful thing here was never the tongue, but the fist.

"Exactly, if you want to share [-]% with us, you have to show us the power to convince us." Da Longtou said.

At this time, a certain tacit agreement had been reached between Daliang Mountain and Longshan Village.

"Power." Yang Ming pondered and walked towards the stone platform. There, there stood a stone tablet that was as tall as two people and two feet thick. It is the hardest thing in the mountains.

"Back then, Zhao Xiangzi ordered troops here, and then he sent his troops northward, destroying the Dai Kingdom in one fell swoop, and making the territory of the Zhao Kingdom enter the Northland in one fell swoop." Yang Ming stood in front of the stele, and stretched out his palm to caress the cold stone wall.

"It's a pity that the world only remembers Zhao Xiangzi's great achievements in slaughtering the city and destroying the country. Who remembers the poor woman who was betrayed by her own brother and killed her husband and son." Yang Ming's voice echoed in the valley, and a sad story unfolded in the valley. His narration was slowly presented in front of everyone.

It was a poignant and beautiful story, when it was completely presented in front of everyone, even these bandits who were licking blood at the knife edge could not help but show a sad look, no one has sisters or relatives.

But Heifu and Dalongtou looked at Yang Ming with serious expressions. In this era, not everyone can tell stories, especially the story about Zhao Xiangzi. How can ordinary people know such a secret? Yes, only our children are qualified to have the financial resources to have access to these things.

Just, why would he tell such a story?

Under the puzzled eyes, Yang Ming said slowly: "Zhao Xiangzi has passed away for more than 100 years now, and the stone tablet he set up back then should also be with him.

After the words fell, Yang Ming mustered all the vigor in his body, and his whole body was enveloped under the black cloud in an instant. The raging cloud was like a raging flame, and it went up to the sky, pulling the power of heaven and earth into a pair of fleshy palms, turning it into a The endless and unrelenting palms hit the indestructible stone tablet.

The fifth form of Pai Yun Zhang is dark clouds covering the sun, attracting the power of heaven and earth, combining with the energy of the clouds, like dark clouds falling straight down, invincible.

This move is not the most powerful move that Yang Ming has mastered so far, but it is the most mature and the most wild and domineering move.

The blue stone tablet, which was as tall as two people, cracked inch by inch under the tremendous force. Under the shocked eyes of the couple, the tablet body fell off and turned into pieces of stone scattered on and off the soldiers counting platform.

"Everyone, can my palm be worthy of 100 people?" Yang Ming turned around slowly, looked at the faces on and off the stage, and said in a calm and clear voice.

Zi Nu looked at the scene in front of her with burning eyes, and subconsciously touched her heart with a jade palm. Under the softness there, there was a throbbing heart.

"I was pretended by this kid again. Why didn't I find out that he still has such a hobby." Realizing her throbbing, Zi Nu quickly put down the palm she was stroking on her chest, lowered her head and curled her mouth, expressing her gratitude for that day. Momentary absent-minded looking for a reason.

(End of this chapter)