Confucianism in the Qin Dynasty

Chapter 11 Attack of the Black Ice Terrace

The Han Dynasty is so vast that it is impossible to think about it.Jiang Zhi is forever, and it is impossible to think about it.

A person's life is like the autumn of vegetation.It grows in spring and grows in summer, harvests in autumn and hides in winter, and it goes round and round.The four seasons reincarnate, the vicissitudes of life.

Fu Nian looked at the nearby river, looked at the emerald green river bottom, and listened to the gurgling sound of the water flowing by his ears, feeling an indescribable melancholy in his heart.

Zi Zaichuan said: "The dead are like husbands!"Day and night.

He has been in this world for many years.

"Brother Nian, the army is about to start, let's get in the car."

A familiar voice came from beside him, Fu Nian came back to his senses, and looked at the woman beside him.

At this moment, she was wearing plain clothes, with light makeup on her face, black hair in a bun, and a jade hairpin inserted obliquely. She looked elegant and dignified, and her beautiful eyes revealed a bit of tenderness and concern.

"Well, Sister Ji." Fu Nian nodded and followed her to the carriage.

Lines of soldiers came from a distance, their steps were uniform, their armor was bright, they held long spears and daggers in their hands, and they carried bows and arrows on their backs.

Fu Nian looked up and saw a cavalry general sitting on a chariot at the very front.

A few days later, on the official road outside Shanyang City, tens of thousands of troops approached slowly, with banners unfurled and heavily armored, like a torrent of steel.

The leading cavalry general, dressed in armor and with a green sword on his waist, has a bit of a chivalrous demeanor. It is the Lord of Xinling, Wei Wuji.

Lord Xinling led the troops so far, but did not enter the city, but chose to camp outside the city to rest.

After traveling all the way, everyone was exhausted and needed to cultivate themselves.

.........

It was late at night in Shanyang, Wei State, and the surrounding fields were silent.

Under the dark night, a team of less than 50 people shuttled through the woods. By the moonlight, they could see clearly that they were the Iron Eagle Swordsmen of the Black Ice Terrace of Qin State.

The leading man in black is tall and tall, with a heroic look on his brows.He is Shen Lingxiao, one of the five commanders of the Black Ice Terrace, with outstanding martial arts skills.

The Black Ice Terrace is a secret organization of the Qin State Military Department, specializing in intelligence and reconnaissance. In the entire Black Ice Terrace, except for the three chief officers and five commanders, the rest are all swordsmen.

There are 12 swordsmen in each team in the Black Ice Terrace. They are all elites who are good at using weapons and cooperate with each other tacitly.

In terms of fighting alone, the swordsmen of the Black Ice Terrace may not be as good as the knights of the rivers and lakes, but in terms of joint assassination and stealth tracking, the swordsmen of the Black Ice Terrace are definitely the strongest.

"Since Luo Wangcong became Qin's minion, I haven't heard any news about the Black Ice Terrace for a long time."

Suddenly, I heard a delicate female voice, followed by a woman in a red dress floating in the air.

"Ji Yanran, the master of piano and sword." Shen Lingxiao glanced at her coldly, and his party had already been discovered.

"Qin Dog! I'm going to take your life today!" A black man rushed out and slashed at Shen Lingxiao with a knife.

His figure was even more difficult to distinguish under the night light.

"Hmph!" Shen Lingxiao sneered, "Overthinking one's abilities."

As soon as the words fell, a ray of sword light flashed past, and the cold light approached the black man.

The black man hastily blocked with a horizontal knife.

Ding--

The black man only felt numbness in his tiger's mouth, his wrist was so painful from the shock, and the long knife in his hand almost fell out.

Shen Lingxiao raised the long sword in his hand slightly, pointed the tip of the sword downward, and wrote lightly: "You are too weak."

"What an arrogant kid!" Another person shouted, "I'm here to meet you!"

As soon as the words fell, he flew up, and a pair of giant palms glowing with iron and gold struck Shen Lingxiao's chest.

"Mysterious iron palm." Shen Lingxiao's lips hooked slightly, his foot slid away, and the long sword in his hand was drawn out swiftly, stabbing at the opponent's throat.

Xuan Tie Zhang is a powerful external skill, mighty and ferocious, those who practice it can crack monuments and rocks, and it is hard to hurt with ordinary swords.

Ren Ping secretly complained that something was wrong, so he had to return his palms to greet him, but it was already half a step too late.

With a muffled bang, the sword pierced his shoulder mercilessly.

Seeing this, the black man Zhang Tan slashed at Shen Lingxiao again, Shen Lingxiao dodged sideways, and the blade turned back, slashing at his wrist holding the knife.

Zhang Tan roared in pain, blood spattered, Shen Lingxiao took the opportunity to snatch the steel knife from his hand, and wiped Zhang Tan's neck with his sword.

Shen Lingxiao put the sword back into its sheath, and said calmly: "Who else wants to try?"

Ji Yanran originally wanted the two of them to test Shen Lingxiao's depth, but she was killed so quickly.

On the other hand, the iron eagle swordsmen knew the strength of their leader, so they didn't make a move.

"Then it's up to me to learn about your Excellency's clever tricks!" With a coquettish shout, Ji Yanran flitted out, and the long sword in her hand was like a swimming dragon, piercing Shen Lingxiao's chest.

A group of heroes from all walks of life also attacked Iron Eagle Swordsman, and the two sides fought together.

Shen Lingxiao gave a cold look, and the long sword in his hand swung out obliquely, colliding with the long sword in Ji Yanran's hand.

Just once you fight, you know that the opponent is definitely not mediocre.

Shen Lingxiao's eyes narrowed slightly. Although the person in front of him is a girl, her swordsmanship is also outstanding, and she deserves the reputation of being a master of both piano and sword.

Her body technique was extremely fast, and her sword energy was so strong that just getting close to her, he could feel a cold killing intent rushing towards his face. He knew that he had to fight quickly.

He slashed out the long sword again, several sword qi pierced the night sky, and slashed towards Ji Yanran.

Ji Yanran smiled lightly, and with a swirl of the long sword in her hand, the sharpness of the sword was fully revealed, and a lavender halo appeared on the tip of her sword.

The lavender sword light met the sword energy cut by Shen Lingxiao, and instantly burst into dazzling brilliance. Before the lavender sword light, the sword energy melted instantly like ice and snow meeting sunlight.

"What a sharp sword glow!" Shen Lingxiao sighed secretly, but he didn't back down, with a shake of the long sword in his hand, a tyrannical sword force erupted again, sweeping towards Ji Yanran.

Although the Iron Eagle Swordsman has a numerical advantage, he is still at a disadvantage after all.

Shen Lingxiao's face was stern, seeing that the situation was not good, he swung Ji Yanran's long sword away with a sword, quickly retreated, and immediately shouted: "Retreat!"

The iron eagle swordsmen were ordered to evacuate one after another, Ji Yanran saw the situation and immediately led the crowd to cover up and kill them.

The remaining iron eagle swordsmen retreated while fighting, and finally fled Sanyang.

Ji Yanran saw that it was impossible to kill all the spies of the Qin Army, so she had to order the troops to withdraw, and said tenderly, "If you dare to come to the Black Ice Terrace in the future, I will kill you every time I see you!"

Then a rough voice shouted.

"Master Ji, brother Zhang is still alive!"

Everyone followed the prestige, but they saw Ren Ping supporting Zhang Tan with a dazed expression, extremely anxious.

Ji Yanran stepped forward quickly, stretched out her hand to check her pulse, let go of it for a moment, and said, "I can only resign myself to fate."

Immediately stop the bleeding to seal the acupoints, and use internal force to hang his life.

Back in the military tent, Lord Xinling Wei Wuji saw that they had returned safely, with a look of relief on his face, "It will be good if you are safe."

But it is not a matter of spying on the enemy.

Ji Yanran said: "Although we have repelled the spies from the Black Ice Terrace, we have not been able to eradicate them. I am afraid there will be new spies coming."

"And Brother Zhang Tan, I'm afraid we were injured by the masters of the Black Ice Platform in this battle..." Ji Yanran sighed.

"Hurry up and get a doctor to treat him." Lord Xinling noticed Zhang Tan on Ren Ping's back and immediately ordered.

Zhang Tan was quickly sent to the military tent.

"How is his injury now?" Ren Ping asked.

"Fortunately, he didn't hurt the Qi meridian, and his body seems to be a little different from ordinary people, but he can carry it better than ordinary people, and he won't die for the time being." The doctor said.

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Fu Nian soaked a piece of silk cloth in wine and heated it, replaced the old bandage, then sprinkled the medicine powder around the wound, and tied the prepared bandage on Zhang Tan's wound.

Because someone needed someone to take care of Zhang Tan, Fu Nian, who knew a little bit of medical skills, took over the job of taking care of him after being approved by the doctor.

At this time Zhang Tan woke up, opened his eyes and saw Fu Nian, and immediately shouted: "I'm starving to death! Get me some food, the more the better!"

"You have been in a coma for many days, and you just woke up. You haven't eaten for many days, and you are already weak. Don't be impatient, just take it easy." Fu Nian advised.

"Little brother, you don't know what I'm capable of. You just need to get something to eat, and my injury won't be a serious problem." The piece of charcoal was familiar, and he said pulling Fu Nian.

Fu Nian saw that it did not seem to be a fake, so he took it to eat according to his words.

Zhang Tan was really hungry, and he ate voraciously for a while before slowing down.

Fu Nian only felt that he seemed to have gained a lot of weight.

Fu Nian was surprised, but didn't ask any more questions, and handed over the rice bowl as he wanted.

Zhang Tan took the rice bowl and continued to eat, and asked suddenly as if thinking of something: "You are the little brother taking care of me these days?"

"That's natural. If Brother Nian didn't take good care of him, you sunspot might not survive."

Ji Yanran lifted the curtain from outside the tent and came in, hearing Zhang Tan's words.

"Little brother, I, Zhang Tan, owed my life. If you have anything to do in the future, just come to me." Zhang Tan assured, patting his chest.

"I shouldn't do this, I'm just doing some trivial work." Fu Nianzhi immediately said what he had done.

Seeing this, Ji Yanran at the side motioned for Fu Nian to respond.

"Little brother, no, benefactor!" Zhang Tan said solemnly: "I am the most loyal person in the Jianghu. Since you saved my life, I will repay it."

Fu Nianjian couldn't refuse for a while, so he had to wait until later, saying: "If that's the case, I'll leave it to Brother Zhang in the future."

"Haha..." Zhang Tan smiled heartily, "It's easy to talk about."

Although he is young and much younger than himself, Zhang Tan is very happy to befriend such a brother.

(End of this chapter)