Chapter 924 Gray Night and White Flags (Part 2)
In the Jin region, the undulating mountains and valleys spread one after another. It was already night, and the sky above the hills was filled with stars. Next to the big rock on the hill, a bonfire was burning, and the mountain rats stuck on the sticks were being roasted by the flames to make the meat smell fragrant.
In the small iron pot on the side, the broth with some rat meat is already cooked. Two figures, one large and one small, with very different differences, are sitting next to the fire. The dry and hard steamed buns were broken into pieces and poured into the soup pot.
It took a moment for the crumbled steamed buns to rise. The little figure cut the rat meat with a knife, poured two bowls of broth into which the steamed buns were soaked, and added a large bowl of broth and a relatively large bowl of broth. Half of the rat meat was served to a figure as fat as Maitreya.
“Master, it’s time to eat.”
"Yes." The mountain-like figure nodded, took the soup bowl, and then placed the mouse meat in front of the child. "The old man said that if you are poor in culture and rich in martial arts, you must practice martial arts and your family must be rich, otherwise you will be forced to use martial arts." There is no strength in punching. When you are growing up, eat more meat."
"But... Master must also have strength. Ah, Master is so fat..."
"When Master left, he ate alone."
"Eated alone..."
"I secretly ate during the day. Leave, eat a lot of things where you can’t see them, you don’t know.”
The fat figure picked up the soup bowl and took a sip while talking. The child next to him was obviously confused. He held the bowl: "...Master lied to me, right?"
"Do you think, Master won’t eat behind your back?”< br>
"Uh..."
Although the child is still young, he has been weathered for a long time, and his face has many wind-cut wounds and even hard skin, which is not visible at this time. He blushed a lot, and the fat figure patted his head.
“Although you have made some progress against the enemy in the past few days, you are still too soft-hearted. The children you rescued the day before yesterday were obviously trying to trick you into eating, but you are still happy. I rush to find food for them, and later they will recognize you as their leader. They just wanted to rely on you to support them. Then you said you wanted to leave, and they secretly plotted to steal your things. If the teacher hadn't come over in the middle of the night, they might have hit your head with a stone... You are too kind. You will suffer in the end.”
"...But the master is not them."
The child mumbled in a low voice.
"How different is my teacher from them? Ping An, do you think that my teacher is so fat? Could it be that he eats dirt and eats dirt? The world is in chaos, and it will become even more chaotic next time. Wait until you can't hold it anymore At that time, not to mention master and apprentice, even father and son might want to eat each other. In the past year, you have seen all kinds of things. As a teacher, I will not eat you, but you have never From now on, don’t be naive when you see anyone, and treat everyone’s heart as bad, otherwise you will suffer a big loss.”
The child blocked it with a soup bowl. He closed his mouth and slurped down his food, with a slightly aggrieved look on his face, but after walking in the purgatory of Jin for the past one or two years, such aggrievedness was nothing.
After eating, the master and the apprentice walked in circles around the big rocks on the hill. As they walked, they started boxing. It seemed soothing at first. After the warm-up, the boxing frames gradually opened up and the fists on the hands became more intense. Get dangerous. The huge figure's hands are like millstones, and his feet are like plows. The figure looks like a dangerous vortex when he walks around. In the middle, the idea of turning Tai Chi's force is melted, and what the fat figure has learned in his life is this. The best kung fu in the world.
Although the children at the back do not have such power when advancing, the boxing in their hands is like stirring the water of the river. It seems slow but fast, slow but heavy. Their movements are like that of a famous teacher and disciple. The foundation of internal martial arts is to fine-tune the flow of Qi and blood throughout the body with the help of martial arts, which is most critical before the age of ten. The foundation of the child in front of us is actually approaching completion. In the future, he will be a teenager and young man, and he will dominate the world with martial arts. There aren't too many questions left.
But the fat figure named Lin Zongwu’s hope for the child is not just to dominate the world. After the boxing routine, there was actual combat. The child held a long knife and pounced on the fat figure. Master, under Lin Zongwu's constant corrections and provocations, he became more and more powerful.
"I have been teaching you for so long? Just this little martial arts——"
"Think about how the Three Massacres of Jiangbei humiliated you in April! Kill the people you want to save. , I’m going to force you to eat shit! I’m right next to you, but I’m too lazy to help—”
"My teacher is not a good person! If you really have nothing to eat, you will have to be stuffed between your teeth by me, and I will use the knife, the knife, the knife... This knife is not bad, look, you are aiming at my teacher's neck... ”
“You are not a good person——”
This shout The attacks gradually gave rise to anger. The child named Ping An also killed many people in the past two years. Some were forced to kill, and some were deliberately killed. Once the real fire came out, his eyes were filled with red anger. , shouting and killing the master in front of him, all the swords and knives were pointed at the opponent's vital points.
Lin Zongwu laughed loudly: "That's right! You don't have to hold back in a life-and-death fight! Think about the anger in your heart! Think about the bastards you saw! My teacher has told you a long time ago, for The master's kung fu is driven by seven emotions and six desires. The stronger the desire, the more powerful the kung fu will be! Come on, everyone is filthy! Everyone can be killed! Only by burning the world with the fire of the King of Mingming can we find a pure land——"
The wind is roaring, and the distance between Lin Zongwu and his disciples is too far. , no matter how angry and powerful Ping An is, he will naturally not be able to cause harm to him. After this pair of moves, the child was out of breath and almost exhausted. Lin Zongwu asked him to sit down and helped him stabilize his mind with the "Sutra of the Coming of the Ming King" from Manichaeism. After a while, the child sat cross-legged and rested in meditation. Lin Zongwu was also beside him, resting cross-legged.
The night was getting darker under the stars, and a snake came from the side. Lin Zongwu squeezed it to death silently, and put it aside. After midnight, the huge figure suddenly stood up and silently Go to the distance.
Wang Nanda rode his horse to the agreed-upon hillside, and saw Lin Zongwu’s figure slowly appearing on the rocky hills. He didn’t make much movement, and came down like a flowing cloud. .
"Congratulations, senior brother, long time no see, your martial arts has improved again."
Lin Zongwu glanced at Wang Nanda, and then just smiled: "People are old, and there are old people. I can't talk about improving my playing style. However, I have been teaching my children recently. Seeing that he is young and weak, if I think about it, how much is there? With these insights, you might as well give it a try.”
“I’m getting old, and I don’t want to pick up some things again. That’s it.” Wang Nanda has long hair and is half white. , since his arm was crippled by Lin Chong that night and he was almost stabbed to death, most of his martial arts skills have been crippled, and he has no desire to pick it up again. Perhaps it was also because of the chaos in the world and the realization that manpower was limited, that he became discouraged.
However, on the surface, as Lin Zongwu focused on his successor, Wang Nanda still took care of the superficial matters of the Great Guangming Sect in Jin. Every once in a while, the two would meet and communicate with each other. none.
"Brother, are you already aware of the affairs of the Wu Dynasty?"
"Yes." Lin Zongwu nodded and sighed, "It was too late for Zhou Yong to abdicate. Jiangning is the place of death. I'm afraid that the new king will also die for his country. The Wu Dynasty will be gone. The Jurchens will send the whole country's troops to the southwest. The situation on Ning Motou's side is also difficult to support alone. . This Wu Dynasty will eventually lose everything."
Although he sighed, he still seemed calm in his words - some things have really happened, which is difficult to accept, but over the years, Many clues have already appeared in front of him. Lin Zongwu has actually been waiting for the arrival of these days since he gave up Manichaeism and concentrated on teaching disciples.
The world fell, and after struggling for a long time, everyone was finally unable to recover.
"Ning Motou's response to Xi Yin is still very tough."
"Ning Liheng... His response to everyone is very tough. Even if he doesn't look down on him, he can't. If you don't admit it, he killed the king in the Golden Palace and became a great man. It's a pity that the Wu Dynasty fell. He fought against millions of troops in the world and had to flee to the west. Jiangnan is still hanging on. Now that the world has been settled, and the Jurchens do not regard the Han people as human beings, there are more than two million standing troops in Jiangnan. Coupled with the Jurchens' driving and plundering, one million people and three hundred people have been added to the southwest. Ten thousand people, five million people... or even 10 million people, I think they have nothing to regret..."
When he said this, he sighed In one breath: "You tell me, how can Southwest be able to hold on? This is no longer the Xiaocanghe period. If the whole world beats him, he will have nowhere to hide."
Wang Nanda was silent. After a moment, he sighed: "...However, the person named Lou has been mobilizing believers recently to fight back in Gaizhou. She said hello to me, and I came to discuss it with you, senior brother. "
"The Fairy Lady..." Lin Zongwu nodded, "Let her go. The Wu Dynasty is almost over, and the Jurchens don't know when to turn back. I think she is also anxious. It’s useless. Junior brother, I don’t understand military and government affairs, so it’s hard for you. You don’t have to stand up to her on this matter, just let her do it..."
The world was in chaos. Lin Zongwu tried several times to get something, but finally failed. At this time, he was disheartened, and Wang Nanda could see it completely. In fact, in the early years, Lin Zongwu wanted to combine the power of Lou Shuwan to draw chestnuts from the fire and create a mysterious girl who came to the world. Soon after, the "Xuannu" line and the "Mingwang" line in the Great Light Sect showed signs of competing with each other. , By this time, Lou Shuwan was known as Xuannv among the congregation, and also had a reputation as a female prime minister and a virtuous prime minister among the people. Basically, all the Ming kings surrendered to Xuannv's command.
In today's Jin Dynasty, Lin Zongwu refuses to allow it, and Lou Shuwan wants to come by force. With the reputation of being the best master in the world, there is probably nothing he can do except forcibly assassinate him. And even if he wanted to assassinate Lou Shuwan, the Dragon King Shi Jin who was following him would definitely not be killed by Lin Zongwu.
The senior fellow apprentices walked in the mountains for a while, and Wang Nanda said: "How has that apprentice nephew Ping'an been doing recently?"
"You have talent and perseverance, it's just your character. There is still a lot to be desired. The world is so dangerous today, and he trusts people too much."
"After all, he is still a child."
"Yes, it will get better gradually." Lin Zongwu smiled, "In addition, he has always wanted to go back to find his father."
"When I first rescued him, didn't he already go back to Wozhou to look for him? ”
“After all, I haven’t found it yet. I have recently learned martial arts. Art, and want to find it all the way back."
"There is a big chaos over there in Wozhou..."
"So it is a good thing. God is going to give a big task to this people, so we must work hard first. His bones and muscles are hungry, his skin is hungry, his body is empty...I won't stop him, next Follow him." Lin Zongwu stood on the mountainside and took a breath, "Look at the stars in the sky now. In a few years, they will all be gone. By then... you and I may not be here either. It will be a new world, a new dynasty... Only he will be in the new troubled times Survive and live a beautiful life. As for those who are trying to be a chariot in front of the general trend of the world, they will eventually be slowly crushed by the general trend... Three hundred years of light and three hundred years of darkness. The Wu Dynasty has been sitting there for too long. This is it. It’s time for a world of chaos to take its place..."
Wang Nanda was bitter and speechless.
Lin Zongwu sighed.
“In the past, there was the An-Shi Rebellion, and there was the Five Husbands’ Rebellion in China... This Han people’s troubled times may have just begun...”
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On the same night, in northwest Fuzhou, the wind was blowing ominously through the wilderness.
The fire occasionally lit up, and screams and horses neighed. Under the night sky, Mongolian military flags and cavalry were sweeping across the land.
Located on the stone ridge on the north bank of the Yellow River, Fuzhou City, which is easy to defend and difficult to attack, is currently caught in spots of fire.
This night, the fighting has ended, but the massacre has not ended. In the Zhefu Square located at the height of Fuzhou, the soldiers of the direct line of the Zhe family's Western Army were bleeding like rivers. Their heads were built into the Jingguan. Zhe Keqiu, whose body was stained with blood, was tied to a pillar in front of the square. Beside him, the heads of the Zhe family and his children were scattered on the ground one by one.
Someone was laughing in the night wind: "...Zhe Ke, please have this day too! You betrayed the Wu Dynasty, you betrayed the Northwest! Unexpectedly, you also tasted this today -"
The sad cries of the female family members It was also heard not far away that the middle-aged man in the square was laughing at Zhe Keqiu. He grabbed a human head on the ground and kicked Zhe Keqiu in the face. Zhe Keqiu was full of words. Blood, growling and struggling on the pillar, but of course to no avail.
"...Look at your little son's head! It's very good, haha - my son's head was cut off by the Jurchens like this! You traitor! Beast! Bastard! Now the Wu Dynasty is going to fall! You run away No! You can't escape with your family. Look at me! Do you want to kill me? I feel exactly the same as you! You three-named house slave-"
Spreading out in the wind, the excitement is almost crazy.
Since the Jingping Disgrace, both Zhongshi Dao and Zhongshi Zhong died on the way to resist the Jin Dynasty. Zhou Yong succeeded to the throne and moved south, abandoning the Central Plains. The family's will to resist the Jin Dynasty has never been strong. Later, during the Xiaocang River War, the Jurchens came fiercely, and the puppet Qi army also raised millions of troops, so the Zhejia officially paid the gold.
After the Battle of the Northwest was over, the remaining forces of the Chinese Army and the Northwest Zhong family left the Northwest with some people. The Jurchens became angry and slaughtered the entire Northwest into a white field.
The Jurchens lost two founding generals in the northwest. The Zhe family did not dare to touch this bad luck. They concentrated their power on the original three continents of Lin, Fu, and Feng, just to protect themselves. By the time the people in the northwest were almost dead, , another corpse plague broke out, and even these three states were affected. After that, the remaining people in the northwest fell under the banner of the Zhe family.
Some people were grateful that they were still alive during that catastrophe, and naturally there were also people who harbored resentment - and now that the Jurchens and the Chinese Army had left, this resentment naturally fell on the Zhe family.
For several years of living in the northwest, there has always been secret resistance. However, after losing the orthodox name of the Wu Dynasty, and shrinking when the northwest suffered a huge tragedy, the always brave men of the northwest have actually lost their family. I'm not that convinced either. By the end of June this year, the mighty cavalry jumped out from the direction of Hengshan. Although the Western Army resisted, the enemy could only wander outside the city of Sanzhou. However, by September, someone finally contacted the invaders outside. , cooperating with the opponent's offensive, launched at once and opened the gate of Fuzhou City.
The leader of the resistance force is the middle-aged man named Chen Shiqun. He was originally an official of the Wu Dynasty in the northwest. His family was massacred when the Jurchens raided the northwest. Later, his family surrendered. The resistance force he led It was like a curse, always following the other party, lingering, and at this moment, the curse finally broke out in front of Zhe Keqiu's eyes.
“Ahhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhh”
Whether they were roaring or laughing, the two were still shouting and confronting each other. Suddenly, they heard a loud bang, followed by a total of five bombardments. At the edge of the square, someone lit a cannon and fired the shells towards the residential buildings in the city.
The wind was strong and fierce, and amid the explosion, I could see the conqueror at the edge of the square opening his hands, enjoying the loud noise while laughing. His flag fluttered in the night, and strange Mongolian words came out.
"If you have such a weapon, you will lose, you-all deserve to die!"
Mongolia, Thirteen Wings.
——Jamukha. (End of this chapter)