Qin Dynasty: Sword Asks the Bright Moon

"The peasant family has completely lost, and there is no hope of a comeback. It is hard to say how far these so-called elites can escape. After this battle, the peasant family will not be able to recover within twenty years, especially the loss of high-level combat power. I'm afraid it won't be enough to make up for it in twenty years." Wei Zhuang muttered to himself. Even with his decisive and decisive temper, he couldn't help but feel emotional when faced with the tragic situation that the farmers would face now and in the future.

"It's just, can one person really be so strong?" Wei Zhuang muttered to himself, his former self-confidence seemed to have been somewhat affected.

"Sun Tzu said in his article "Nine Places in the Art of War" that if the king's soldiers attack a big country, they will not be able to gather together; if they impose power on the enemy, they will not be able to make friends." In Wei Zhuang's confusion, a figure quietly appeared. Beside Wei Zhuang.

"Master?" Hearing the voice coming from his side, Wei Zhuang quickly looked around and saw that the person coming was none other than Gui Guzi.

Thinking of what the teacher had just said, Wei Zhuang couldn't help but fell into deep thought. If he dominates the king's army and attacks a big country, then the people will not be able to gather together; if he threatens the enemy, then they will not be able to make friends? Weizhuang, who has studied Sun Tzu's Art of War, knows that the meaning of this sentence is that when an overlord's army attacks a big country, it can prevent the enemy's soldiers and civilians from mobilizing and concentrating; adding military force to the enemy can prevent the enemy's allies from cooperating and responding.

"Master, what you mean is that Yang Ming has become the overlord's soldier at this time? Doesn't it make it impossible for the farmers' formation to concentrate its power, and makes it difficult for them to coordinate with each other?" Wei Zhuang asked.

"To be more precise, he is a military overlord. If the peasant family only has six elders in formation, they can still compete with Yang Ming. Although they may not win, they can ensure that they are undefeated. Unfortunately, they have to make unnecessary efforts to assemble a large army. The formation seems to have increased its power, but in fact it makes its own flaws infinitely larger. Yang Ming is a person who is proficient in the art of war. How could he not understand this truth?" Guiguzi sighed and said, the farmer is really too stupid, the formation , bigger is not better, especially when there is only one enemy.

The name of Yang Ming is forged with the blood of farmers.

"Master, why are you here?" The matter with the farmer's family was a foregone conclusion, and Wei Zhuang did not want to think too much, but focused on the sudden appearance of his master, Gui Guzi.

"I heard that there were six wise men from a farmer who besieged and killed Yang Ming in Nanyang. They came here to join in the fun, but I never thought that the farmer would be so miserable." Gui Guzi even looked disappointed when he spoke. He was really disappointed with the farmer's performance.

Although the farmer's family is only one of the hundreds of schools of thought, among the hundreds of schools of thought, the inheritance is the longest. Even compared to Taoism, which can trace its origins back to the Huangdi period, it is far inferior.

The predecessor of the farmhouse, the Six Divisions of Emperor Yan, was one of the true sources of civilization in the world and was older than the Yellow Emperor. Today, it has become a farmhouse and a farmhouse of the Tian family. It has to be said to be a kind of sadness.

The Six Divisions of Emperor Yan were so powerful back then, and how much they contributed to the progress of civilization in this world, but now they have become a tool in the hands of a single person, a sect of martial arts, and an alternative among hundreds of scholars.

"Are the farmers still so miserable?" When Wei Zhuang heard Gui Guzi's evaluation of the farmers, he couldn't help but think of himself. The path he took seemed to be worse than that of the farmers. Of course, this thought only fleetingly passed through Wei Zhuang's mind. , he chose South Korea not because of his identity as the successor of Hengjian under the Zongheng Sect, but because he was Wei Zhuang, and he had a reason to choose South Korea.

"After today, there will be one more great master in the world, and Yang Ming's thirty years will come." Guiguzi sighed, seeming to be thinking of himself.

"Thirty years? Why thirty years?" Wei Zhuang asked.

"Because thirty years later, the so-called fight will have no meaning to Yang Ming." Gui Guzi said enigmatically.

Even Wei Zhuang, who had long been accustomed to Gui Guzi's way of speaking and even learned it, still looked puzzled when he heard Gui Guzi's words. However, he couldn't ask any more questions and just looked at the battlefield in the distance. .

To be more precise, it can no longer be regarded as a battlefield. The chaotic formation has long since lost its fighting power. The quickest people among them have even fled in all directions. Although their speed is nothing in front of Yang Ming, but Yang Ming couldn't care about such a small fish. At this time, he was already chasing the only remaining farmer, the Six Sage Medicine King.

On the periphery of the chaotic peasant formation, the white-armored troops from Xueyi Castle appeared. These were the elite troops that Xueyi Marquis used to cooperate with the peasants in besieging and killing Yang Ming. At this time, they pointed their spears at the peasant disciples.

Facts have proved that in open areas, the so-called elites of farmers are still not enough to face the armored soldiers of the establishment. Especially the white-armored soldiers of Snow Clothes Castle are one of the most elite armies in the world. Faced with the attack of the white-armored soldiers, the farmers' disciples were killed and injured. Of course, there are also smart people running towards the mountains and forests, running towards the river, such as the leaders of the sixth hall of the farmhouse and the people in charge of the first floor.

However, just because Yang Ming is too lazy to chase them down does not mean that they can run out of Nanyang and South Korea. There are still a group of killers waiting for them, and even among them, are there people from the night scene among them? Fishing in troubled waters is also a very mysterious question. After all, the farmhouse can be regarded as a big treasure.

This ridiculous siege that took place at the foot of Snow Clothes Castle ended just like that.

In the Snow Clothes Castle, Mingzhu, who was obediently serving Yang Ming, looked at Guiguzi curiously. Of course, she had heard of the old man's name. When she was still in Xinzheng, she was the banshee of the blue sea tide in the night. She was quite well informed. Knowing that there was an additional Zongheng successor, Wei Zhuang, in Xinzheng, the Zongheng faction naturally appeared in the night intelligence network.

I just never thought that Guiguzi would become Yang Ming's guest. If the pearl at this time was Marquis Xueyi, there would probably not be such curiosity and confusion. Unfortunately, in front of an outsider like Guiguzi, because he is now with Yang Ming Xue Yihou, who only felt ashamed of Ming's relationship, had already avoided it when he met someone he had known like Gui Guzi, hiding deep in Ming Zhu's body. How could he dare to let Gui Guzi see that he and Ming Zhu, and Yang The inexplicable relationship between Ming and Ming.

"Senior Guiguzi came here remotely just to see me?" Yang Ming entertained Guiguzi as his host.

"Yes, of course. By the way, I also want to meet Your Excellency Tian Wen. I am very curious about this sword." Gui Guzi explained the purpose of his visit.

"Is it true?" After hearing Gui Guzi's explanation, Yang Ming showed a clear look. Although people like Gui Guzi have not been in the world for many years, they have not had a great time in this world. Guiguzi has many friends, such as the famous people from Zhao State.

"I am also very interested in Senior Guiguzi's sword, especially after meeting Gai Nie and Wei Zhuang, but now is not the time. I have to wait for someone to come back." Yang Ming added.

"It doesn't matter. I don't have much else to do now. I only have the most time and can afford to wait." Guiguzi said. After practicing to his current level, there are not many people in the world who can discuss swordsmanship with him. Now there are There was an extra Yang Ming, so he was naturally willing to wait.

"It shouldn't take long." Yang Ming looked at the sky outside the hall and said. Jingli went to hunt down those farmers, and she didn't know which unlucky guy she had targeted.

Naturally, Yang Ming is not worried about the safety of Jing Salamander. All the six peasant sages have been killed. The remaining people at the level of Hall Master are only top-notch masters like Tian Guang, like Tian Meng and Chen Sheng. People have not even broken through to the first-class realm. How can these people pose a threat to the Frightened Salamander? As for experience, the Frightened Salamander has a lot of killing experience.

What's more, there are many elite killers in the net beside Jing Salamander. What's the risk in chasing down a group of defeated soldiers? Although Jing Salamander is not a sword that can only be displayed in the bedroom for viewing, it can kill people. , killing people for Yang Ming.

"Weizhuang, as for the disaster in Nanyang, all we need to do is steal the initiator of the disaster, Jade Tiger. The grain he hoarded can be used for disaster relief, and his money can be used to buy grain from Wei and Qi." Yang Ming turned to Wei Zhuang again. He said that this time he came to Nanyang not for the farmers, but the real purpose was to deal with the disaster in Nanyang.

"Emerald Tiger? I'm afraid it's not possible to copy him without any reason. The people behind him are not simple. If the master is Wu Ming..." Wei Zhuang hesitated.

"You are overthinking. Do you need a reason to copy the Emerald Tiger? As long as it is strong enough, Snow Clothes Castle will do this. You only need to open up the relationship between Wei and Qi to buy food." Yang Ming Straightforwardly.

Wei Zhuang couldn't help being startled when he heard this. What Yang Ming said was too simple. He didn't even find a reason and just took down the Emerald Tiger. Such a thing... Suddenly, Wei Zhuang felt something from Yang Ming's body. The overwhelming pressure.

At this time, Wei Zhuang vaguely realized that there was a huge gap in the way of thinking and even vision between himself and Yang Ming. The Emerald Tiger, which he treated seriously and regarded as his enemy, seemed to be different from Yang Ming's. Not even a cat.

More importantly, Snow Clothes Castle, which has guarded Nanyang for decades, is so deep-rooted that it can be dominated by people from an enemy country like Yang Ming. Yang Ming actually directly exposed his relationship with Snow Clothes Castle to him. There is no trace of worry in front of her. What kind of mentality is this?

Gui Guzi glanced at Wei Zhuang. He could naturally see where the hesitation in Wei Zhuang's expression came from. However, the path at hand was ultimately Wei Zhuang's choice, and he, as a master, could not interfere too much.

Fortunately, his training of his two apprentices has never been for the current twenty years, but for twenty years from now. In the current world, the balance of power between Qin and the Six Kingdoms has been broken, and the counselors have not been allowed to use their skills. of space.