Great Wei Nengchen

The third arrow: Now that Taoism is in decline, I hope you can leave a legacy for Taoism in the future, and don't forget your identity as a Taoist disciple.

At this time, the old Taoist's wound could no longer bleed any blood, and he was relying on his mental strength as the last support. Looking at those radiant eyes, Xiao Yi burst into tears, and took three blood-stained sticks with both hands. Arrow cluster, knelt down on both knees, touched the ground with his head and said: "Disciple 'Wushouzi' remember!"

After the last brilliance, there is a silent death; the old man's eyes began to become lax, and the fire of life in his pupils slowly extinguished, and he said in a weak voice: "What if we are in the position of Xiao He's ancestor?"

Maybe he was asking Xiao Yi?

Maybe I'm asking myself?

Maybe…………

"As a minister, what can I do?"

This problem not only troubled Prime Minister Xiao He, but also troubled the descendants of the Xiao family. hell……

Although he knew that he was not necessarily asking himself, Xiao Yi still said the answer in his heart without hesitation: "If you can help, then you can help. If you are not good enough, replace it!"

The old man died, I don't know if he heard the answer given by Xiao Yi in the end, but there was a satisfied smile on his face, I believe he left without any worries...

53. Chapter 53

There is no gorgeous funeral, and there is no expensive coffin, a pile of dry firewood, and a raging fire, that's all. At the foot of Crouching Tiger Mountain, beside a tributary of the Panlong River, the body of the old Taoist is being cremated here, and the raging fire is over. Everything in the world, this is the place where the old man picked up Xiao Yi, and now it has become the place where Xiao Yi sees the old man off, back and forth, maybe this is the fate of the two of them!

The burned ashes flow to the distance with the river, and will eventually reintegrate into the land. There will be no tears or weeping. How happy is life, why bother to die!Xiao Yi took off his blood-stained black shirt, and once again bathed in the autumn river water here under the starlight. The river water, which should have been refreshing, now felt bone-chillingly cold...

Xiao Yi, who had been cleaned, put on a Hunyuan gossip Taoist robe again, and the gentle smile of the past returned to his face. He was completely different from the blood-stained appearance when he broke through. No one would believe it. The amiable little Taoist priest with a smile on his face is a black-clothed warrior who wears a "Chiyou ghost mask" on the battlefield during the day, holds a gold-plated phoenix wing, and kills like hemp!But the cobbler, Daniel and others at the side felt that his smile was so terrifying, as if the sunny Xiao Yi had already flowed away with the river, and what walked onto the bank was just a demon in Xiao Yi's human skin... …

The old man was sent away, and so were the children. Fatty Cao, the shopkeeper, took a handwritten letter from Xiao Yi, and escorted the children with the rest of the dozen or so clerks to Jixian County overnight. Liang Xiaoyu will take good care of these children.

What should go is gone, the next step is to wash the blood with blood!

On the top of Crouching Tiger Mountain, Xiao Yi carefully observed the situation at the bottom of the mountain. The Huns' camp was lying at the foot of the mountain like a fierce tiger, while the "Panlong Pavilion" on the other side of the river was like a bloodthirsty hungry wolf. , devoured the flesh and blood of countless women...

Daniu and the other three stood behind him. Cobbler Zhang Ji's right hand was wrapped in a thick wound cloth, and sharp arrows shot through the main tendon of his palm. Ordinary people live like ordinary people, but they can no longer draw the strong bow of five stones, and can no longer shoot down the giant eagle in the sky.

What a Condor Archer needs is the full cooperation of hands, arms, eyes, heart, and body, all of which are indispensable!

Facing such a huge trauma, the cobbler remained indifferent. He believed that the demon in the boy's heart that had been awakened at the cost of countless blood would make all his efforts reap unexpected rewards.

"Xiao Lang, the enemy is powerful, and we only have four of us, how can we avenge this great hatred?" Daniel asked with his blood red eyes staring at him.

Among all the people, Xiao Yi has always been resourceful and resourceful, and has created countless miracles for everyone, and now all hopes are pinned on him.

Looking back at the three people around him, and then turning around to look at the Huns barracks at the foot of the mountain and the Panlong Pavilion on the other side of the river, Xiao Yi stuck out his tongue, licked the remaining blood at the corner of his mouth, and smiled slightly, revealing two Deep dimples, then touched his nose and said: "Kill the tiger and devour the wolf!"

After whispering, Xiao Yi wore a Taoist robe and walked towards the Huns army camp at the foot of the mountain with a smile on his face, leaving behind three people who were stunned by the crazy plan...

At the foot of the mountain, on the wasteland next to the military camp, the Huns were burning the corpses of the dead in piles. The atmosphere of the entire military camp was low and depressing. From time to time, wounded soldiers uttered painful cries. The battle during the day was a loss for both sides. , once these strong men are lost, those wives, children and children who stayed on the prairie mountain will not be able to survive the cold winter. For a while, the sad and low prairie singing began to resound in the camp...

Zuo Xianwang Liu Bao was sitting in the big tent drinking heavily, the helmet with the hairpin tassel shot off was placed under his feet, and a roasted hare was placed on the fire in front of him. The Huns never brought food and grass when they went out to battle. Wherever they went, they plundered and hunted at the same time; the Huns have a saying: "As long as there is a handful of salt, the real Huns will not starve to death in the wilderness!" It can be said that the birds and animals in the wilderness are their biggest granary.

After the fire-like wine entered his throat, there was bursts of warmth in his stomach. This kind of wine was originally one of his goals. Although he was drinking good wine, Liu Bao was extremely depressed. Today's bloody battle cost hundreds of warriors The heavy price paid, but the income is very limited. Those tenacious Han people would rather burn their homes into ruins than become their own slaves... The deep singing in the barracks made him very irritable, and the Huns only recognized the victors. He lost his army and lost his generals by looting for the first time, and he will face many censures after returning. I am afraid that the throne of Zuo Xianwang will also be crumbling. The advice of King Aries echoes in his ears again. Are the Han people really invincible?No, I am an eagle on the prairie, a warrior of the Huns, I have to gamble again!

When his subordinates came to report that a Taoist priest asked to see him in front of the camp gate, Liu Bao, who was already slightly drunk, was taken aback for a moment. Because he was attached to the Han Dynasty all the year round and the cultural exchanges between the two sides were frequent, so the Southern Huns tribe treated Taoist priests this kindly. Shamans and wizards still know some similar occupations, which is one of the reasons why the camp gate guards are willing to come in to report. The grassland people respect the messengers of the gods very much.

"Please come in that fairy teacher!" Obviously, Liu Bao is also a devout worshiper.

At the entrance of the big tent, the guards searched the person who came, and after confirming that he was not carrying any weapons, a little Taoist priest wearing a Hunyuan gossip Taoist robe, holding a whisk, and smiling appeared in front of Zuo Xianwang Liu Bao.

"Immeasurable Heavenly Venerable, please refer to His Royal Highness King Zuoxian of the Huns! Your Royal Highness Wan'an!"

I thought he was an old Taoist with immortal demeanor, but he didn't expect that it was a young Taoist priest who came in. He was eight feet tall, with a slightly dark face, but he also had delicate features. The Taoist etiquette is very similar to a monk.

"No need to be too polite, please sit down, little fairy teacher!" No matter how big or small the Taoist priest is, he is the messenger of the gods. While speaking, Liu Bao looked at the little Taoist priest in front of him with sharp eyes. When he touched his face, maybe it was the effect of the spirits, he actually had a feeling of deja vu...

"What's your name, Little Immortal Master? You don't know why you're here?" Liu Bao asked, shaking his head and shaking off the hallucinations caused by alcohol.

"Wuliang Tianzun! The poor Taoist name is 'Wushouzi'! This is to give a gift to His Royal Highness Zuo Xianwang."

Hearing the gift, Liu Bao became a little interested, but seeing that the other party had nothing but the Buddha dust in his hand, he couldn't help asking curiously: "I don't know what the little fairy master wants to give me?"

"King Zuoxian is a famous warrior among the Huns. As an eagle on the prairie, is he only satisfied with a small hare?" Looking at the hare on the fire frame, the little Taoist pointed to the south and filled his mouth. The seductive tone continued: "There is a huge fat sheep on the south bank of the river, which is a hundred times stronger than the hare. Don't you have any intention of hunting it?"

"The south bank of the river? Panlong Pavilion!"

Liu Bao had already heard about the prosperity of the Panlong Pavilion on the south bank and the caravans passing through the grassland, but...

We Huns have an old saying: "It is better to have a rabbit in hand than a thousand sheep in sight!" Liu Bao pulled out his scimitar, cut off a piece of fat rabbit leg from the fire, stuffed it into his mouth, and continued: "See Things are far less practical than what you eat in your own mouth."

"What the King is worried about is the fast-flowing Panlong River, right?" The little Taoist seemed to smile even brighter.

"That's right, our Huns' warriors are the best hunters on the grassland, but no matter how brave the wolf king is, he can't go into the water to catch the prey on the other side of the river; what's more, the Panlong River is fast-flowing and densely covered with hidden reefs, so small boats can't get through it at all. This king has no time to wait here to build a big ship."

"The poor have a trick, which can let your soldiers and horses cross the river safely overnight!"

"Oh? I don't know what Little Immortal Master wants to get?" Liu Bao was very smart and didn't ask for a strategy first. He knew that there is no free prey in this world, and there is a price for everything.

"Immeasurable Heaven! King Zuo Xian is indeed a wise man. Your Majesty should know that after the Yellow Turban Uprising in Han, the imperial court was angry with my Taoists and hunted down Taoists everywhere. Countless innocent people were killed. The poor Taoist hopes that after the event is completed, he can follow Zuo. I wonder if it is possible for King Xian to go to live on the grassland together?"

Liu Bao still knew about the Yellow Turban Uprising. Zhang Jiao, the great virtuous teacher, used the name of Taoism to confuse the people and raise the flag to rebel. For this reason, the Han court hunted down Taoists everywhere, regardless of good or bad, and punished them all. As a result, countless people were killed by mistake. .

It is reasonable for the other party to seek refuge in the grassland and seek their own protection... Moreover, the south bank is extremely rich, if they can grab one before the Han court can react, and then return to the grassland immediately...

"Okay, my king promises you, if you really have a way to let my soldiers and horses cross the Panlong River overnight, then I will not only take you back to the grassland, but also build a Taoist temple for you on the grassland and pay for you .”

"Thank you so much, Your Majesty. Pindao's strategy is very simple. Although there are no big boats on the Panlong River, there are many small fishing boats in the various tributaries. Your Majesty can send people to collect small fishing boats, and at the same time cut down trees and make planks. , and then use iron cables to connect the fishing boats into one, and lay wooden boards on them, so that people and horses can sit on them, and go down the river from the Longshoupo area where the water potential is the slowest in the upper reaches of the river. It doesn't hurt to crash one or two places; as long as you cross the river, with the bravery of the Xiongnu warriors, taking down the Panlong Pavilion is like picking something out of a bag!" Lying in Liu Bao's ear, the little Taoist began to talk about himself strategy.

Liu Bao's eyes became brighter as he listened to it. He pondered for a while after listening to it. After deliberating over and over again, and found that there were no loopholes, he plunged the scimitar in his hand into the ground and said, "This plan is feasible!"

"My king crossed the river to go hunting on the south bank. I don't know how about you, the immortal master?" The cunning of the prairie hunter made Liu Bao ask the last question.

"Pindao is willing to stay in the king's camp until the army returns in triumph!" The little Taoist's eyes were extremely sincere, and seemed to be filled with great joy.

Seeing this little Taoist priest in front of him, who seemed harmless to humans and animals, was willing to stay in his barracks, Liu Bao let go of his last doubts. "Order the three armies to send cavalry to collect fishing boats, prepare iron chains, build chain boats, and cross the river at midnight to rob Panlong Pavilion!"

54. Chapter 54 Flame Burns the Enemy

The Xiongnu soldiers were very efficient. They quickly collected dozens of fishing boats from small fishing villages in various tributary waters around the Panlong River, and captured some fishermen for driving.

However, Liu Bao, the wise king of Zuo, did not devote all his troops this time, just like the wolf king on the grassland would not put all the wolf cubs in one den; first of all, the number of ships is not enough to carry his 3000 troops What's more, there are many people, and the targets are easy to expose, which is not conducive to sneak attack operations. Secondly, the looting in Han must be done quickly, so he asked a commander to lead half of the troops to bring the goods and slaves robbed in the early stage. Go back to the grassland.

Without the burden of luggage, not only can the speed of the march be accelerated, but the withdrawal of some troops with great fanfare can also confuse the guards at the Panlong Pavilion on the other side of the river and make them lose their vigilance; Ting, half the force is enough!

Contrary to the Crouching Tiger Pavilion on the north bank that has been turned into a piece of scorched earth, the Panlong Pavilion on the south bank is full of vitality at this time. On a high observation deck, there is a couch, a pot, and a lamp, with a pair of peach blossom eyes. Mr. Zimu is drinking by himself. The turbulent river in front of him gives him enough confidence. For hundreds of years, the Panlong Pavilion has been as stable as Mount Tai under the protection of the river. The city defense of Longting is impenetrable, and now the strategy of "watching the fire from the shore" has succeeded, Crouching Tiger Pavilion no longer exists, and everything seems to be under his control.

The Huns in the camp on the north bank of the river are screaming and retreating northward, like locusts passing through the border, although they will eat up all the green leaves, they will not take away the land under their feet; soon he will send men to take over the entire north bank A larger trading market has been established there, bringing together countless wealth, but the difference is that the owner of these things will become his 'Mr. Zimu'!

"What is Wushouju? What ghost-faced Xiao Lang? Wasn't it me who tricked me into applauding? I, 'Gongsun Zimu', am the only overlord on both sides of the Panlong River!"