Great Wei Nengchen

Whether he can become another champion, Xiao Yi has no interest for the time being, but if he continues to fight like this, he will definitely not be able to hold on for two hours even if everyone is dead...

"Old pavilion chief, the Huns are powerful, we can't fight recklessly!"

"What can you do?" Seeing this clever young man who brought countless miracles to the Crouching Tiger Pavilion, the old pavilion chief felt hopeful. "Easy, just one word - procrastination!" Xiao Yi's face showed those two deep dimples again...

"Hanger inside, listen up, my Great Xiongnu Lord Zuo Xianwang has the virtue of loving life, as long as you hand over your belongings, you can retreat from the south gate, and we will never chase after you!" The Huns shouted again outside the city, Moreover, all the Huns' cavalry around the south gate were also withdrawn, which seemed to really give way to the people inside.

It turned out that the attack just now caused Zuo Xianwang Liu Bao to lose hundreds of elite warriors. In his anger, he prepared to organize a second onslaught, and at the same time, he asked his subordinates to shout that he wanted to trick the guards inside, as long as they walked out of the city wall , When he came to the plain, he would immediately be trampled into flesh by his thousands of cavalry; this tactic was not unwise, but it was a pity that he met a Xiao Yi who was more cunning and darker than him.

"Wolves are also cunning!" Xiao Yi, who has watched countless blockbuster movies and is familiar with Mao Taizu's quotations, could not see through the tricks of the Huns. Well, if you play tricks like lure a snake out of a hole, I will give you a trick. Thinking of this, Daddy Stepping up to the wall, he shouted down: "A general is going to fight on the battlefield, but he must not lose the etiquette of a soldier. Dare to ask which warrior is on the opposite side to command the army? Do you dare to answer before the battle?"

Liu Bao recognized this black-clothed boy wearing a terrifying mask. It was this man who held a strange weapon just now, and unstoppably beheaded those Hun soldiers who rushed to the top of the wall. The centurion's arrow was also shot by the boy in black. The Huns always respect the warrior, even if he is an enemy!

"I am under the protection of the God of Kunlun-the Great Hun-King Zuo Xian-Liu Bao is also the warrior on the city wall. As a warrior, you have fulfilled your duty. Now that the army is besieging the city, there is a huge disparity between the few and the few. There is no doubt that you will be defeated. You Han people have a saying that those who know the current affairs are the best! This king is a man who loves talents. As long as you are willing to go out of the city and surrender, I, Liu Bao, swear in the name of the Kunlun God that I will not kill anyone or take One thing!" Maybe he didn't want to weaken his reputation as the 'King Zuoxian', maybe he really wanted to recruit that brave young man on the top of the city, anyway, Liu Bao began to answer.

"Hehe! Thank you Lord Zuo Xian for your love. Eagles fly in the sky, wolves run in the wilderness. All things are born with their own destiny. I don't know why Master Zuo Xian, who was born in the grasslands of Saibei, bothered to run under the city of my Han family? "Not directly refusing, nor fully agreeing, Xiao Yi answered ambiguously, while secretly gesturing to the shopkeeper Cao Fatty and others. Arrows, wine jars, seize this rare time to prepare for battle.

What is a salesman?It is to be able to decompose a simple piece of nonsense into ten sentences that sound meaningful. Not only can he speak with confidence and eloquence, but he can also make the client sound interesting. And Xiao Yi happened to be a businessman in his previous life...

Lord Zuo Xianwang...

Honorable Lord Zuoxian...

The most honorable King Zuoxian of the Huns...

The warriors on the grassland, the pride of the great Xiongnu, the most honorable Lord Liu Bao... When Xiao Yi kept pointing and talking, he naturally lowered the volume of his words.

Countless tall hats came over, making Liu Bao fascinated by listening to it. It seemed that chatting with the black-clothed boy in front of him was a very pleasant thing. In this way, a full hour and a half passed without knowing it. , and with the passage of time, the vigor of the Xiongnu soldiers when they first came also slowly vented... and Liu Bao, the virtuous king of Zuo who was talking to Xiao Yi, did not know how to hear the many compliments clearly Unconsciously, I got closer and closer to the city wall, 200 steps! ... 180 steps! ... 150 steps! ...

Just when the Zuo Xianwang lord Li Ling, the surrendered general of the Han army, was trying to persuade Xiao Yi to surrender by using high-ranking officials and rich salary, a large pasture, and countless cattle and sheep as an example, a scout ranger He galloped over from a distance, and it turned out that although Liu Bao, the wise king of the left, was very young, he was very cautious in using troops. Every time there was a battle, he would send a large number of rangers to scout around to prevent accidents.

"Report to Lord Zuo Xianwang that a large number of Confucian women and Confucians have retreated a dozen miles to the south."When the horse came to him, the rangers reported loudly.

"It's no wonder these Han people are so desperate. They turned out to be a group of wild wolves protecting their cubs." At the same time, Liu Bao also realized that he had been tricked by the boy in black to slow down his troops. He whipped the horsewhip in his hand angrily and quickly ordered: "Duo Evil thousand households, you immediately lead a team of thousands of people under your command to hunt down those women and scholars in the south, remember to capture more slaves and come back, if you have hostages, I don’t believe that these Han people will not open the city and surrender.”In spite of his anger, Liu Bao maintained the rationality of a commander, and immediately thought of a strategy of using hostages to defeat the enemy.

"Respect!"

A mighty Hun with thousands of households leaped out, blew the horn in his hand, and soon a team of thousands of people rode their horses to the south...

When he found out that the soldiers and horses of the Huns were mobilized, Xiao Yi knew that his plan to slow down the troops had been seen through. After estimating the distance between himself and Liu Bao, he shouted loudly: "Although Li Ling has to protect his wealth, he will be stigmatized for thousands of years. , I wish to follow the example of the 'Champion Marquis' - Huo Qubing, one day, the horse will step on the Huns!" After saying that, he shook his arms suddenly, and used all his strength to bend the bow of Jueying Baodiao in his hand like a full moon. Spike arrows shot towards Liu Bao who was 150 steps away at an unstoppable speed...

The bow looks like a full moon, and the arrow flies like a shooting star. No one thought that Xiao Yi would dare to use a bow and arrow to kill a target 150 steps away. Such a distance is as incredible as a myth. Even Liu Bao himself was shocked by this incredible distance. An arrow was stunned, and when he saw the arrow head straight for his throat, a loyal guard beside him yelled, jumped on him, knocked Liu Bao off his horse, and the rest of the people surrounded him in fright. Shouting: "Is the prince safe? Quick, protect the prince!... The Han people are treacherous!"

It wasn't until Liu Bao, who was bruised and swollen from the fall, climbed up on the horse again, that the guard who had sacrificed his life to save him just now had been shot through the throat by Xiao Yi's mace arrow that shot from 150 steps away, killing him in one blow!

"Siege the city! Go in and leave no one behind!" Liu Bao, furious and angry, roared like a mad wolf!

50. Chapter 50 Bloody Battle at Crouching Tiger Pavilion ([-])

An arrow missed the auxiliary vehicle, Xiao Yi slammed the wall in disappointment, but fortunately, an hour and a half had passed since the previous bloody battle, plus his own foolishness, and now even the Hun cavalry chased him, it might be too late , the women and children will be able to evacuate to the south of the bridge soon, and it will be worthwhile to wait for others to sacrifice their lives for a bloody battle. Everything is going smoothly according to the plan, and the women and children will be safe as long as they cross the bridge.

"...Unless?... Bridge!... Panlong Pavilion, and that young master Zimu with peach blossom eyes!"

Xiao Yi, who seemed to be thinking of something, raised his head and looked towards the south. There were clouds in the blue sky, as if a road leading to the sky was being paved. Under the road, a trace of black smoke slowly rose, and slowly turned into billowing smoke. Thick smoke, black smoke fluttering in the air like a man-eating beast...

Suddenly realizing what Xiao Yi turned his head quickly, the cobbler Zhang Ji beside him had turned pale at this moment, obviously he also knew what the black smoke meant, and the old pavilion chief behind the two had already turned pale. Dead gray, as an aborigine who has lived there for decades, he knows too well the distance from Crouching Tiger Pavilion to the river and the time it takes, as well as the direction where the thick smoke rises... Someone burned the bridge ahead of time.

"Wooden Bridge!... Panlong Pavilion! Master Zimu! You..."

"Wow!..." A mouthful of blood spewed out, and the old pavilion chief fell headlong on the town wall. Unexpectedly, never expected, it was not the Huns in front of him that gave him the fatal blow, but the Han people behind him...

At the same time, as the big black wolf head swayed, the Huns under the city began to attack the city for the second time. Horseshoes clattered and arrows rained down. Amidst bursts of shouts of killing, a large number of Huns held up their shields again. Rushing to the north gate, some particularly tough Hun soldiers even held scimitars in their mouths, and climbed up the cracks in the town wall with their hands...

With a tiger roar, Xiao Yi, whose eyes were already bloodshot, waved the blood-stained phoenix wings in his hands to gilt them, and led his men to start the second round of fighting. Stones, dismantled beams, burning spirits, Even the corpses of the war dead were thrown down like a storm; the clash of weapons, the screams of fighting, the dull sound of knives cutting into the human body, and more the screams of people dying ...Countless blood stained the ground under his feet, both from the enemy and from his own people...

Half an hour later, the dead and wounded Hun soldiers were repelled again. The dead bodies on the city wall, between the crenels, and under the city gates were piled up everywhere like straw. The blood that has been spilled has gathered into a stream,...

Xiao Yi's black clothes had been stained dark red by blood, and the golden phoenix wings in his hand were glowing purple, as if he was very satisfied with this feast of human blood. The iron-like arms of cobbler Zhang Ji , At this time, because of the frequent pulling of the bowstring, it was trembling constantly, and the bodies of Daniel, Ma Liu, Cao Fatty and others beside them were even more scarred; How many...

Holding the ring head knife tightly in his hand, the old pavilion chief was sitting under the "Chinese character" military flag. He was seriously injured in the abdomen and was cut open by the Huns saber. Although the wound was tightly wrapped with a white cloth, The blood was still gushing out, the old fisherman had his legs cut off, and he was leaning on a pile of wine jars dying, while the black Han army flag remained steadfast, fluttering in the breeze, and behind them There are only a dozen veterans left.

In other words, there are less than 40 guards of the entire Crouching Tiger Pavilion, including Xiao Yi and other young people.

"The Huns will launch a third attack soon. We can't all die here, we must break through immediately." Looking at the dozens of teenagers behind Xiao Yi, these are the last seeds of the Crouching Tiger Pavilion, the old pavilion chief He said decisively: "The Huns encircle on three sides, leaving only a gap in the south. It seems to be a way of life, but in my opinion, it is a way of death. Most of us are wounded, and it is impossible to rush out. The current plan, Only I lead these old guys to charge south to attract the main force of the Huns’ cavalry, and you take these young men to take the opportunity to break through to the north.”

The old pavilion leader's vision is very accurate, the south is indeed a dead end, and although the north is Zuo Xianwang's team, it seems dangerous but it is the only way to survive at present, because they absolutely do not expect someone to break through from under his nose. It's called black under the lamp.

Stretching out that withered hand tremblingly, the old pavilion chief took out a 2-inch square bronze letter from his bosom and handed it to Xiao Yi. The handle on the letter was a simple tortoise. It is a long-lived and auspicious thing, so the ancients mostly used it as a seal shape, and the positive side was engraved with "The seal of Diannong Duwei, Crouching Tiger Pavilion, Yuyang County, Han Dynasty", thirteen small characters in seal script.

"Son, this is a seal from the imperial court. Now you are the new pavilion chief... rush out,... save some seeds... and rebuild the Crouching Tiger Pavilion in the future!"

"Don't worry, the old pavilion chief, the sun and the moon are the witnesses, the Crouching Tiger Pavilion will definitely last forever!" Xiao Yi took the seal with bloodshot eyes, knelt down and swore:

"Hehe! If it is rebuilt in the future, don't call it 'Crouching Tiger Pavilion' anymore, just change its name to 'Wushou Pavilion'. I hope that in the future, it will really be worry-free!"

promise! ...

There are still some strong wines used to burn the enemy stored on the city wall. The Crouching Tiger Pavilion has been able to defend until now, and these strong wines are indispensable. It was also extremely sweet, but more wine flowed out along with the huge wound and blood on his body...

The rest of the people also drank the fine wine of this hometown for the last time, and the wine flowed down their cheeks, taking away pieces of blood...and tears...

"Old fellows, let's go, let's go!" With a tragic roar, the old pavilion chief smashed the wine jar in his hand, glanced at the old fisherman who was seriously injured and couldn't stand up, and said, "Brother, guard Alright our military flag, old brother, go ahead and find out the way for you, see you in hell!"

"No!..." Although he was seriously injured, the old fisherman still performed the military salute meticulously!

The south gate was wide open, and the old pavilion chief rushed towards the dead end with the rest of the villagers like moths to the flame, but left the lifeline to Xiao Yi and other young people; the Xiongnu soldiers outside the city quickly blew their horns and began to outflank , encirclement, the sound of tragic fighting came bursts...

"Let's go too!" Clenching their teeth, Xiao Yi, Zhang Ji and the others took advantage of the opportunity that the old pavilion chief had won with their lives, armed with weapons, and led the remaining twenty or so teenagers to kill all the people in the Crouching Tiger Pavilion. The war horses gathered together, rode straight out of the east gate, and began the real breakout... At the same time, the old fisherman, who was sitting alone on the top of the city and guarding the military flag, put down the flag in his hand and lit the piles of fire beside him. A lot of spirits, the flag is in the city, the flag is down and the city is dead!According to the prior agreement, when the military flag fell, the old people who stayed in the city also ignited the firewood piles around them. In an instant, dozens of flames rushed up, and the Crouching Tiger Pavilion, which had been persevering for hundreds of years, was completely destroyed. Burned to ashes in the raging fire...

At this time Liu Bao was riding a horse and standing under his black wolf-headed banner, watching the last dozens of guards at the south gate fighting to the death. The heroism of these Han people was completely beyond his expectations, "The Han people are not afraid of death! If the Han people within the Great Wall can do this, then is there still a place for us Huns to gain a foothold in this world? Is it right or wrong to go deep into the Han land to loot this time?" Thinking of the horror, a chill rose involuntarily. on his mind...

When everyone's attention on the battlefield was focused on the south, the teenagers rushed out from the north gate like fierce tigers. , picking, piercing... The gold-plated boring danced like pear blossoms, all over the body, and the cobbler and others waved their weapons and followed closely behind...

Although there are only dozens of people in the area, they have the momentum of thousands of troops. Wherever they pass, armor is flying, blood is gushing, heads are rolling off the horses, and the Huns who killed in the blink of an eye are in chaos. Coming out of here, relying on the familiar terrain around Crouching Tiger Mountain, they can easily get rid of the Huns chasing troops.

Seeing the thousands of warriors under him, who were killed by dozens of people, they retreated in bursts, especially the black-clothed boy wearing the 'Chi You Ghost Mask'. There is no one who will win; Liu Bao couldn't help but become angry when he was about to break out of the siege, and stretched out his hand to draw out his own bow and arrow. As the Zuoxian King of the Great Huns, he is also a marksman who has won the three armies bravely!

Xiao Yi, who was fighting bravely, suddenly felt a huge danger approaching him, just like that time when he met the black wolf king by the river, the pores on his body stood up, and the instinct of a warrior made him hurriedly dodge to the left. An arrow cluster flew past the right side of his cheek, leaving a bloodstain on the earlobe; before he had time to adjust his figure, a second, more ferocious arrow cluster flew towards the back of his heart. For a moment, Xiao Yi felt that he was so close to death...

Just when Xiao Yi thought he was about to return to the arms of the god of death, a big hand pushed his shoulder violently, and the arrow cluster flew past against his left shoulder, but pierced through the life-saving hand at once. Turning around, it turned out that At the critical moment, the cobbler beside him exchanged Xiao Yi's life with one hand...

At the same time, Xiao Yi also discovered Liu Bao, who was attacking him with a bow and arrow under the banner of the Great Banner. After hanging up the phoenix wings and gold-plated boring, he drew out the Jueying Baodiao bow with his left hand, and a three-edged piercing cone with his right hand. In the full moon, the arrow flies away like a shooting star, and goes straight to Liu Bao's throat through a cone...

Seeing a flicker of cold light, Liu Bao was so frightened that he hurriedly lowered his head to dodge. The triangular penetrating armor cone that came with the gust of wind instantly shot off the hairpin tassel on the top of Liu Bao's helmet. The flagpole of the flag, the handsome flag is the soul of an army, once the flag fell, the Hun soldiers around immediately became chaotic, Xiao Yi and others took the opportunity to pat their horses and continue to charge hard, finally rushed out of the encirclement and disappeared into the vast forest...

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51. Chapter 51 Heartbreak