Song Mingyue

Chapter 114
Zhu Xi obviously did not expect that the person who came to kill him was Zhao Hao, the son of the Great Song clan.

"Zhao Hao, as a son of the clan, you openly assassinate the court officials, aren't you afraid of the king's law?" Zhu Xi only felt his courage grow up, and pointed at Zhao Hao and cursed.

Facing a desperado like Fang Baihua, Zhu Mang might still be a little scared, but facing Zhao Hao, he dared to be completely righteous and sternly reprimanded him.

Because Zhao Hao is not a desperado, Zhao Hao is the son of the imperial family of the Great Song Dynasty, and also the only direct son of the Jiangning Zhao family with tens of millions of wealth.

Zhao Hao smiled faintly, pointed at Fang Baihua beside him and said, "This person is Fang Baihua, who is so powerful in Jiangnan, she is the one who wants to take your life."

Zhu Xi was shocked, how could he not know Fang Baihua's name.

Zhu Xi was shocked and angry: "You, you... As the great Song clan, you dare to conspire with traitors, aren't you afraid that you will be executed all over the house?"

The clan does not implicate the nine clans, but for such things as rebellion, it is impossible to escape by copying and beheading.

Zhao Hao smiled evilly: "That's why I want to kill people to silence them!"

Zhu Xi was so frightened that he was out of his wits, he hurriedly knelt down and begged for mercy, "Master Zhao, I have never had any enmity with you, even if Hangzhou Poetry might offend you, I won't kill you all... As for what happened today, I just pretend it never happened. Please also give me a way to release life, I will thank you in the future!"

Speaking of it, Zhu Xi really didn't know why this clan son wanted to kill him.Although the Hangzhou Poetry Association was disrespectful, you scolded me bloody in the end, and even if you must pay for it, you shouldn’t kill people if you disagree... As for killing people, if you don’t tell me that you have linked up with the party, I will not I do not know……

Zhao Hao suppressed the smile on his face, kicked Zhu Mang's fat body almost into the air, pointed at him and cursed angrily, "That's right, you have no personal grudges with me, but you have public grudges!"

"You took advantage of Huashi Gang's incident to cause chaos in the south of the Yangtze River and poison the people. The prosperous and prosperous south of the Yangtze River, where the economic lifeline of the Great Song Dynasty lies, was made miserable by you, and the people were devastated. It also triggered a rebellion that swept across the entire south of the Yangtze River. , Ten rooms and nine empties, you deserve to die, even though the body is broken into pieces, it is not enough to vent me..."

puff~
Zhao Hao hadn't finished cursing when a ray of saber light passed by him, and Zhu Manshang was stunned for a moment when he heard it, and suddenly felt that his neck was empty, and Fang Baihua had already lifted his head in his hands.

Zhu Qian, one of the six thieves who harmed the country and the people, was killed. From then on, of the six thieves in the country, only five thieves remained.

Zhao Hao's expression changed suddenly, he pointed at Fang Baihua and said, "You...how can you do that!"

Fang Baihua held Zhu Xi's bleeding head, and said coldly: "Too much nonsense, it's easy to have long nights and dreams!"

Encountering such a ruthless, murderous female devil, Zhao Hao could only stare blankly... At least let me finish my sentence in a dignified way.

Fang Baihua tore off the robe on Zhu Man's body, wrapped the human head layer by layer, and put a burden on her back, and was about to leave, but suddenly remembered something, turning her head, looking at him in bewilderment. To Zhao Hao.

"You helped the Song army defeat my rebel army, you helped the boy thief recruit my brother, and you killed the Zhu thief. You once saved the lives of me and my brothers. What kind of person are you...?"

Zhao Hao took a few steps forward, approached her, lowered his voice, and said slowly: "I... am a man who is going to be the King of Song!"

Fang Baihua was stunned for a moment, her bright eyes brightened, she stretched out her hand and patted his shoulder heavily, and said with a big smile, "Okay, don't forget what you said today, Brother Seven and I will definitely help each other out!"

After speaking, she turned onto Zhu Yu's eight-foot steed, and was about to whip the horse, when suddenly the jade dragon horse rushed to her side, as if reluctant to part with it - the first thing this horse saw when it was born was Fang flowers. ,

Fang Baihua's heart was moved, and she turned around and asked, "Will this horse last long?"

Zhao Hao rolled his eyes at him, and said lazily, "Do you want love or not!"

Fang Baihua chuckled, smiling like a flower, cupped his hands towards Zhao Hao and said "I'll go", took the reins of the Yulong horse, swung the whip, and rolled away with Zhu Yu's head on his back.

The white clothes are better than the snow, and the horse is like a dragon. They disappeared from Zhao Hao's sight in the blink of an eye.

Only then did Zhao Hao rub his shoulders that hurt from being patted, and muttered to himself: "This girl, your hands are too strong..."

……

Ten miles outside Gusu City.

Thousands of troops gathered, besieging two hundred white horse righteous congregations in the middle.

The imperial envoy who came to pass the decree was looking at the scene in front of him in fear, and couldn't believe his eyes.

There were corpses and blood all over the place, and more than [-] Jinyi servants of the Zhu family were wiped out. Not a single one was alive. Occasionally, a few who wanted to escape were also shot to death by strong bows.

Hundreds of unowned war horses wandered around, whining from time to time.

I have to say that Zhu Xi is really rich and powerful. In the south of the Yangtze River where there are few horses, he actually owns hundreds of war horses. The money and food spent on buying and raising horses are not a small amount. The name of the Southeast King is well deserved.

There was a strong smell of blood in the air, even the fierce river wind blowing from the canal couldn't blow it away.

In the middle of the encirclement, two hundred Baima Yicong stood awe-inspiring, unmoved by the surrounding troops.

Gongsun Zan in the front looked coldly at the Xiang army around him, the spear in his hand was still dripping with blood.

Most of the local Xiang army in the Song Dynasty were mobs. They lacked training, their armor and equipment were average, and they had no morale and blood. They could not compare to the elite soldiers of the Western Army. They would have to kneel when they met the Fangla rebels of the same strength. .

Three or four thousand troops in all directions, if they really charge forward, and encounter Baima Yicong, an elite cavalry like Baima Yicong, even with dozens of times the strength, they can only kneel down, and there is absolutely no possibility of a miracle.

Therefore, even though they saw the other party acting aggressively, none of them dared to step forward, and they were worried that they would be held accountable for their negligence, so they could only use superior forces to trap the other party.

What they didn't know was that although there were piles of corpses in the arena, Zhu Xi was not among them.

However, Gongsun Zan and Baima Yicong, who had completed the task, did not receive Zhao Haoxin's order, so they could only line up in a daze, waiting for the order.

Without Zhao Hao's order, they will not attack anyone unless attacked.

The two sides were exhausted like this, neither of them took the initiative to attack, and the time passed by every minute.

The imperial envoy outside the arena stood on the shaft of the carriage, looked at the white horse Yicong in the arena with a puzzled face, and said to himself: "What kind of soldiers and horses are these? All of them are well-armored, well-arranged, and With so many white horses, could it be that the remnants of the rebels still have such strength? Could it be that the commander-in-chief has falsely reported his achievements?"

However, he quickly denied the thoughts in his heart.

Those war horses are all selected white horses with a height of seven feet and five feet. Not to mention the remnants of the rebels, even in the heyday of the rebels, it would be difficult to find two hundred horses with a height of seven feet, let alone seven feet. The five highest war horses are all white horses.

Just when the imperial envoy was thinking wildly, there was a sudden roar that resounded through the sky, which made him fall off the carriage in shock.

I saw the eight-foot-tall white horse general in front of the formation, with his long spear held high, piercing the sky, and thunderous shouts behind him.

"Where righteousness comes, life and death go hand in hand; the sky can learn from it, and the white horse is the proof!"

Following the howling shout of the sea, the Xiang army all around was thrown into chaos, and they raised their weapons one after another, ready to fight, and a shocking scene happened.

Under the scorching sun shining in the sky, the figure of the group of soldiers and horses, which were like clouds and snow, gradually faded, getting lighter and weaker, like a shadow, and finally disappeared.

Between the encirclement, there were only the bones of the slaves of the Zhu family, dried blood all over the ground, and the smell of blood wafting in the air.

The imposing soldier and horse disappeared in full view like this, as if it had never been there.

In an instant, there was silence between heaven and earth, and the air seemed to condense. Thousands of onlookers suddenly felt like a dream, with incredible expressions on their faces, as if they had seen a ghost.

"This is the White Horse Yicong from thousands of years ago, the Heavenly Soldiers and Heavenly Generals descended to earth!" An older Commander of the Xiang Army Battalion suddenly came to his senses, yelled loudly, knelt down respectfully, and faced Looking at the sky, he worshiped devoutly.

Everyone woke up as if they had just woken up from a dream, and fell to their knees on the ground in a huff, kowtowing their heads continuously.

The imperial envoy who delivered the decree also reacted, hurriedly got off the shaft of the chariot, and knelt down to worship.

"The thousand-year-old magic soldier and general appeared, beheaded Zhu Qian and returned. In recent years, Zhu Ying has been punished by heaven for causing disasters in the south of the Yangtze River!" The imperial envoy looked at the bright sky and muttered to himself in a daze.

Zhao Hao, Zhao Dian and Wu Song, who were several miles away, galloped back to the city, packed up their business, did not stay any longer, and rushed to Jiangning non-stop.

As for the legend left in Gusu City that the heavenly soldiers and generals descended to kill Zhu Xi, it seems that it has nothing to do with him.

(End of this chapter)