At the beginning of Niujia Village, my sister-in-law and I depended on each other.

"If Daddy and Master Yideng weren't here, we could have captured the ringleader first, and there would be no need to hide in the mountains like this!"

In the meeting hall of Doumu Palace, a huge sand table was surrounded by people. Miss Huang, dressed in tight clothes, twirled the command flag in her hand, pouted and complained.

Half a month ago, after Huang Yaoshi and Yideng had gone into seclusion, their martial arts skills had improved significantly, but after waiting for a long time and seeing that Niu Dingtian did not show up, they went down the mountain and started their journey home.

You know, even a master would be at risk of losing his life under the powerful bows and crossbows in the army. Only a great master has the ability to break through the blockade of the crossbow formation.

The current situation is that Wanyan Honglie did not stay in the central army to command the attack on the two cities of Xiangfan, but instead led 80,000 troops to attack Jiugong Mountain.

Hearing Miss Huang complain, Chen Jin'er put down the letters from various cities in her hand and said with a smile: "Rong'er is the female Zhuge Liang that uncle mentioned. She even left a message to listen to your opinions. Why do you have no confidence now?"

Seeing everyone looking at her, Miss Huang blushed, puffed out her chest, and retorted, "No way! It's just that the mountain has just been built, and it's a bit painful to fight."

Chen Jiner smiled and did not refute.

She took out the letters in her hand and distributed them to Fentian, Miss Huang, Han Xiaoying, Hu Zaixing, Niu Ben, Niu Kui and others, saying, "This is the situation of General Meng and General Chen."

"Both of them suggested taking the initiative to attack. The troops from Jiangling and Ezhou can quickly come back to support, and then use the troops from Fancheng to surprise attack Wanyan Honglie's troops. As long as the heavy weapons are used unexpectedly, it is hoped that the Jin soldiers will be severely damaged."

As she spoke, she stared at Hu Zaixing and said, "The Jiugongshan troops are under the command of General Hu. What do you think, General Hu?"

Hu Zaixing hesitated for a moment, and when he was about to reply, he suddenly had an idea in his mind, and remembered the reminder Niu Ben had given him before, and immediately said in a deep voice: "According to what the lord said before, we don't care about winning or losing, we only care about preserving our strength to make the Jin soldiers retreat. This is not in line with the lord's concept."

"I think we should hold our ground and just fight the Jin soldiers. We will stay outside the city, and we will find an opportunity to attack the Jin soldiers' food and grass, and then they will retreat."

Seeing this, Niu Ben couldn't help but nodded, but he mourned for Meng Zongzhen and Chen Xiang in his heart.

He had previously conveyed the leader's instructions to several people. Regardless of whether they had ulterior motives or not, they should never reveal them when the enemy was at the gates.

Niu Ben was aware of the extent of the Xuanyiwei's infiltration into the garrisons of each city. Seeing that his career was just starting to pick up, he hoped that the two would not lose their heads.

Chen Jin'er's expression eased, and after exchanging a glance with Fentian, she smiled and said, "In that case, we should follow General Hu's idea. The general will command the defenders of Xiangfan and Fan at Jiugong Mountain."

As she spoke, she glanced at Miss Huang and continued, "Rong'er is the military advisor and can offer suggestions to the general, but she will not affect the general's specific command."

"I obey your command!" Hu Zaixing breathed a sigh of relief, suppressed his excitement, and quickly responded with a fist salute.

At this moment, a black-clothed guard walked into the hall quickly, clasped his fists towards Chen Jiner and Fentian, handed over a few pages of paper, and said, "These were shot up by the Jin soldiers at the foot of the mountain, and they shouted to hand them over to the leader personally."

There were exactly four cards, and Chen Jiner, Fentian, Miss Huang, and Han Xiaoying each drew one at the same time.

After seeing the contents of the letter, the four girls all froze:
Hand over Bao Xiruo and Yang Kang, and I will withdraw my troops down the mountain immediately. Otherwise, when the city is captured, no one will be left alive.

"boom!"

Miss Huang raised her eyebrows, slammed the letter in her hand on the sand table, and said disdainfully: "Does this old bachelor really take himself seriously? If I didn't care about my own territory, how could I let him be so arrogant these days!"

Hu Zaixing stared at the sand table, frowning and saying, "It is autumn now, the weather is dry, and although there are several firebreaks on the mountainside, if Wanyan Honglie is determined to set fire to the mountain, we can't stop him."

"Once all the trees on the mountain are burned, our advantage will be completely lost. In addition, the soldiers are extremely dispersed when attacking the mountain, and the deterrent effect of the thunder bomb is limited. By then, the casualties will inevitably be huge."

After that, he stared at the girl in tight clothes who was sitting next to the sand table with her chin in her hand, and said, "Xiangfan and Fan are easy to defend, but Jiugong Mountain does not have the advantage of time, place, and people. If you want to repel the Jin soldiers alone, the most effective way is to capture the leader first. If the military advisor has a good plan, you might as well tell me first."

When Miss Huang heard the title, her beautiful eyes narrowed unconsciously. She felt very happy to be called the military advisor.

After she stood up, she pinched her white chin and paced back and forth, and no one disturbed her.

When she walked to Han Xiaoying's side, her eyes lit up, and she suddenly stopped, waved the letter in her hand to the few people, and said with a proud smile:

"Here's the trick!"

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Afternoon
Looking down from the sky, war horses were neighing on both sides of the Han River and flags covered the sky.

After two days of rest, the deputy commander of the Jin army, Wanyan Saibu, led 100,000 troops and launched another fierce attack on Xiangyang and Fancheng. The sounds of fighting, swords and spears, and the bombardment of stone cannons resounded over the two cities of Xiangyang and Fancheng.

Wanyan Honglie also sent a small group of troops to the foot of Jiugong Mountain to attack the Sun and Moon Sect’s headquarters.

Ten days had passed since the Jin invaded the Song Dynasty. The Song Dynasty court had not taken any action, and while on high alert, it was just watching from the sidelines.

As the Sun Moon Sect, which was in its heyday, was besieged by the Jin soldiers, some sects in the martial arts world may have watched coldly or even gloated over the misfortune. However, many chivalrous men still rushed to Xiangyang to assassinate the small group of Jin soldiers who were alone.

"Boss! Ten of our brothers are dead!"

On an official road beside the Han River, three grain transport trucks were lying in the middle of the road, and dozens of corpses were lying on the ground. With tears in his eyes, Lu Youjiao clasped his fists and reported to Hong Qigong who had rushed over.

"Send someone to send him back to the headquarters and give him a proper burial." Hong Qigong nodded, his eyes unable to hide the sadness.

Seeing that many of the disciples in front of him had indignant looks on their faces, he frowned his thick white eyebrows, looked around at the dozens of disciples around him, and said in a deep voice: "No matter what grudges we had with them in the past, let alone the grudges have been resolved, even if they have not been resolved, the national justice must not be forgotten!"

The disciples were shocked and clasped their fists together and said, "Disciples understand!"

Hong Qigong's expression eased, and he warned, "Since the founding of the Beggars' Sect, the first one, Leader Xiao, went south to fight against the Liao people and died outside Yanmen Pass; the second one, Leader Qian, single-handedly killed the Jin soldiers. We don't ask to be better than the predecessors of the Beggars' Sect, but we must also bear in mind the national justice and strive to live up to our conscience!"

After that, he looked at Lu Youjiao and ordered, "Old Beggar, go to Jiugong Mountain first and see if you can capture the commander of the Jin army alive. Elder Lu, lead the other disciples to continue intercepting the grain transport vehicles of the small team."

"Boss, be careful!"

Lu Youjiao clasped his fists with a concerned look on his face.

Hong Qigong nodded slightly, took a big step forward, and headed towards the direction where the fierce fighting was happening in the distance.

Not long after he left, a number of rangers armed with weapons appeared one after another and rushed forward along this road.

Somehow, although everyone's martial arts skills were not very outstanding, when they heard that there were Jin soldiers to be killed, a surge of blood rushed to their heads.

evening--

The setting sun dyed the land of Xiangfan red. Outside Xiangyang and Fancheng, corpses were seen everywhere and smoke filled the air. The originally emerald green moat had been dyed the color of the setting sun by the scarlet blood.

After two waves of fierce attacks, the two ancient cities remained standing with not a single gate breached. Wanyan Sai had no choice but to call off his troops and temporarily retreat to the central camp.

Looking down from Jiugong Mountain, you can see flames all over the sky at the foot of the mountain, winding their way slowly toward the mountainside.

"I will say it again! Let Bao Xiruo and Yang Kang go down the mountain! Otherwise, I will burn down the entire Jiugong Mountain tonight!"

On the high platform at the top of the mountain, one could vaguely hear a shout coming from the foot of the mountain, the voice already sounded a little impatient. At this moment, Niu Benzhan yelled at the top of his voice: "Put out the fire! Make way, and send the people down the mountain right away!"

Mountainside

Wanyan Honglie was wearing a gilded chain mail armor with linked dragon scales. The fish-scale-like armor plates were stacked layer upon layer, and under the illumination of the mountain fire, they shone with a cold metallic light.

After hearing the reply from the mountain, his gloomy face suddenly became excited, and he hurriedly shouted to the soldiers in front: "Put out the fire! Put out the fire quickly! Get ready to welcome the princess!"

"Your Highness, be careful of traps!" The guard beside him couldn't help but clasp his fists and remind him.

Wanyan Honglie hesitated for a moment, looked at the fire on the top of the mountain reluctantly, and warned: "I will return to the barracks first, remember not to neglect the princess!"

"Don't worry, Your Highness!" The guard responded respectfully with a fist salute, then led a team of people to the top of the mountain.

Upon seeing this, Wanyan Honglie rubbed his hands excitedly, and under the escort of the guards, he returned to the tent, looking back every step of the way.

As soon as he entered the tent, he seemed to suddenly remember something. He hurriedly took off his armor, ran to the head of the bed impatiently, and took out a small porcelain bottle.

"It's been three years. I've been waiting for three years. Tonight, my beloved concubine is finally mine!"

Wanyan Honglie muttered to himself as he stared at the two blue pills in his hand, his face flushed with excitement. Finally, he swallowed them all with trembling hands.

The waiting time was extremely long. Half an hour later, when his body was gradually reacting, he suddenly heard a burst of chaotic footsteps outside the tent. He hurriedly opened the tent curtain and rushed out.

"Your Majesty! The princess is here!"

As soon as he went out, he saw the guards leading three people to the outside of the tent. One of them was wearing a spruce dress that set off her plump and slender body. Her bun was beautiful and her face was charming. Who else could it be but the beloved concubine he thought about day and night.

Bao Xiruo held Yang Kang's hand with her right hand, stood there with her brows lowered, and did not speak.

"Father..."

Yang Kang shouted with a complicated expression.

Standing on his right was a man with a slightly hunched back and a face covered in black dust. When he looked at Wanyan Honglie in front of him, his eyes were stunned for a moment and then quickly disappeared.

"My beloved concubine!"

Wanyan Honglie came back to his senses, staring at the beauty in front of him with his eyes infatuated, and hurriedly stepped forward to hold her hand, saying excitedly: "Do you know how hard it has been for me to find you and your mother!"

Bao Xiruo hummed softly.

"Kang'er, you've turned dark!" Wanyan Honglie glanced past the hunchbacked man and looked at Yang Kang, whose face looked somewhat unfamiliar.

Just as he was about to exchange a few words, his eyes fell on Bao Xiruo's right hand, and he couldn't help but said distressedly: "My beloved concubine's hand..."

"Don't move! I'll stab anyone who dares to take a step forward to me!"

At this moment, before the word "black" was uttered, something strange happened. Bao Xiruo suddenly shouted, pulled out a dagger, and put it directly on Wanyan Honglie's neck.

"Protect the prince!!"

"Protect the prince!!"

The guards' faces turned pale when they realized what was happening, and they didn't dare to move forward. With an urgent shout, a gong sounded, and in just a few breaths, the rushing soldiers surrounded the few people in layers.

"My beloved, you..."

"Love you, mother!"

Bao Xiruo gave him an elbow, but the voice had changed to a male one. He shouted at the soldiers around him, "Bring me three good horses within thirty breaths! If you're slow, I'll kill him!"

"one!"

"two!"

"three!"

……

Niu Qing looked around angrily without giving any reaction to the Jin soldiers. While he was speaking, the blade of the sword had already cut Wanyan Honglie's neck, and a drop of blood slowly dripped from the tip of the sword.

That’s right, Bao Xiruo was Niu Qing in disguise. He was the best disguise master among the Xuanyi Guards. When he was pretending to be Niu Dingtian in Shaolin Temple, even Jue’s true nature could not be seen.

"Horse! Horse! Lead the horse quickly!" Feeling the pain on his neck, Wanyan Honglie was frightened to death.

The Jin soldiers did not dare to delay and quickly brought three horses in just twenty breaths.

"Get on the horse! Go back to the mountain!"

"Back off! If there's a Jin soldier within a mile, I'll cut off one of his hands!"

Niu Qing called out to Yang Kang, then quickly picked up Wanyan Honglie and jumped onto his horse. After the three of them ran out of the military camp, the Jin soldiers did not dare to get close and only kept a distance of one mile before chasing them closely.

When they reached the steep part of the mountainside, Niu Qing tore off the makeup on his head, and several people abandoned their horses and walked. At this time, the defenders on the mountain came to support them.

Seeing the top of the mountain in the distance, the hunchbacked man walking beside Yang Kang's eyes suddenly flashed, and he leaned towards Niu Qing.

"Get out of the way!!"

At the moment when Niu Qing changed hands, he suddenly shouted loudly, rushed directly towards Niu Qing, and snatched Wanyan Honglie from his hand.

"Uncle Yang, what do you want to do?"

Niu Qing reacted and was about to pounce to snatch it, but he saw that the man had already taken out a piece of iron spear head and pointed it directly at Wanyan Honglie's neck. He could not help but shout in anger.

"Dad! Don't be impulsive!" Yang Kang hurriedly advised: "I already recognize you, give me some face and don't kill him first!"

"Wanyan, you bastard! Do you still remember Niujia Village that night? Do you still recognize the iron spear head in my hand?" The man didn't care and stared at Wanyan Honglie with a devouring look in his eyes, and asked with gritted teeth.

“Yang Tiexin! You are Yang Tiexin!”

Wanyan Honglie came back to his senses, and was horrified. He couldn't help but scream in fear. (End of this chapter)