Chapter 55
Governor Deng looked at Bai Lang and sighed, "General Bai, you...you...how come General Zuo died of a sudden illness? Alas, God does not bless our Ming Dynasty. We lost a good general. And these two generals also died of sudden illness with General Zuo. What a pity." Bai Lang also bowed and clasped his fists, "Please Governor Deng give General Zuo a good coffin and bury him. As for General Zuo's reputation after his death, I'm afraid I'll have to trouble you to say more good things about him."
Governor Deng's face became serious, "Of course! Zuo Hou must !" Bai Lang laughed softly. The generals listened to the two men's response and had already lightly brushed off the fact that Zuo Liangyu was killed. They looked at the headless body of Zuo Liangyu lying on the ground, with his own spine firmly nailed to the ground - his internal force was everywhere, and the spine was not much weaker than a spear. Such cruelty was naturally terrifying, and the guy who bowed politely was also a man-eating beast.
Little did he know that Governor Deng was also sweating profusely, and he was able to respond to the situation only because of his decades of study and his quick wit as an official. Bai Lang did such a big thing without even telling him - originally he just wanted Zuo Liangyu to do something for show, but now in this situation, he and Bai Lang became two grasshoppers on the same string, so naturally he would do his best to "support" Bai Lang .
Bai Lang's audacity, ferocity and brutality were beyond Governor Deng's expectation. Zuo Liangyu was about to be granted a title, but he didn't expect Bai Lang to kill him without permission, and he killed him by force... Governor Deng felt overwhelmed just thinking about the aftermath. Maybe when these generals left the camp, they would immediately raise troops to kill him. He was afraid that he would die with Bai Lang in the Zuo army. "But the state affairs are going to be very bad!" He sighed secretly - Governor Deng was not afraid of death at this time. After surviving from the situation where Yanzhou City was almost defeated by the Eastern Tartars, Governor Deng already regarded himself as a dead man.
These generals met the governor one by one, and soon left the tent with the governor's permission. Bai Lang bowed again and said, "I will be outside the camp. If the commander-in-chief needs anything, please let me know." At this time, Governor Deng's personal soldiers had also come in and started to clean up the corpses here.
But after a while, the situation was just as Governor Deng had expected. There were ominous signs in all the camps, and infantry and cavalry were being mobilized everywhere. Governor Deng looked at the sky - the sky was gloomy, and he felt as if there was a fierce aura rushing straight into the sky. "Today is the day I will die..." Governor Deng put on his official robes, combed his hair, put on his official hat, and sat in the middle of the tent, waiting for his fate.
Bai Lang jumped on his horse, "The first ones to cause trouble..." He sneered, "You guys! Follow me to break through the enemy's formation! If you don't, I will kill you all in a moment!" He said this to the more than one hundred officers and soldiers of the governor's camp. In fact, he didn't need to say anything, these people were willing to follow him into the enemy's formation... "You guys stay here to protect the governor. I'll be back soon!" Bai Lang rode his horse towards a place, holding the Green Dragon Crescent Blade upside down in his hand.
A thunderous voice sounded, "Rebellion! Kill!" Bai Lang led the way, directly passed the camp gate, and charged into the army of a general who was setting up the battle array. The Azure Dragon Crescent Blade really looked like a blue dragon wandering among the crowd, and blood gushed out of the heads of people as its claws and fangs danced. It only took Bai Lang a few breaths to kill through the army array in front of him. This man went straight to the enemy's central camp, and the soldiers following him also took the opportunity to chop and kill the fleeing soldiers.
Bai Lang was also hacked and chopped by swords and knives, but these attacks could not even break the Shanwen armor on his body. And these people have now all become dead men under Bai Lang's horse hooves - Bai Lang's image at the moment is that he is unbeatable in front of his horse. While hacking people, he roared with a thunderous roar about the rebellion of this guy in front of him, and many soldiers began to disintegrate under his roar. The key is that Bai Lang's killing seems to be unstoppable. Some people even brought out a small Portuguese cannon, but they didn't hit anything with one shot. Instead, Bai Lang found them and rushed over, and hacked all the unlucky people next to the cannon with one knife.
Bai Lang was sharp-eyed and soon spotted the general who came out to cause trouble. "He was quite decisive. He started a riot as soon as he left the camp!" Bai Lang casually slammed his long sword into the ground, and the pagoda tip at the end of the long pole was deeply inserted into the ground. The brave general jumped off his horse directly, and used his flying skill to rush towards the man. In this situation, using flying skills is much faster and more flexible than riding a horse. Bai Lang's flying skill is not slower than the warhorse carrying a heavy armored general.
Bai Lang flew over the grass, bringing with him a fishy wind, just like a tiger leaping and running in the mountains, and his short-distance speed was faster than a galloping horse. The straight-line distance between Bai Lang and that guy was only more than 30 feet, and there were only a few hundred soldiers in between. The Ming army mainly relied on servants to fight at this moment, and now the servants of this general were protecting him and trying get away from Bai Lang quickly.
Because they saw Bai Lang "flying" towards them by stepping on people's heads and shoulders, and all the unlucky people who were stepped on by Bai Lang were trampled to death or injured - at this time, the armor on Bai Lang's body weighed nearly 50 kilograms, and Bai Lang's weight was almost 170 kilograms. In order for such a heavy body to fly so flexibly and so quickly, the weight of each kick was not light at all, enough to crush a person's head or crush half of the bones of a person's body.
Bai Lang was not interested in using the "lightness" of flying on the grass, but the "speed" of the grass, which was the strong wind blowing over the grass. It was more like a tiger running than flying on the grass... There were no crowded soldiers in front of him, and people fled in all directions. After landing, Bai Lang let out a long whistle, and with the long whistle, he rushed directly towards the general who was guarded by his personal soldiers. Bai Lang could see the paleness on this man's face clearly, and he could definitely see the grim smile on Bai Lang's mouth clearly.
Bai Lang was fully dressed at the moment, even the phoenix-wing helmet on his head was well worn, and the cloak on his back was fluttering because of his lightness skills. Bai Lang half-bent his body, leaning forward slightly, and was ready to pounce while approaching quickly. The personal soldiers drew their swords and spears, and some drew their bows and arrows or aimed with their muskets. However, Bai Lang's figure rose and fell, circling left and right, and the muskets had no time to aim - he was too fast.
Bai Lang easily deflected the arrows, so what if they hit him? The servants of Zuo Liangyu's generals were much inferior to the Tartars' white-armored soldiers, and their arrows were naturally inferior. Bai Lang had seen the Tartars' heavy bows of 1.2 tonnes and their armor-piercing arrows like awls. Compared with this bow that could easily penetrate the heavy armor of the transparent army, the arrows in front of him were soft. The opponent's distorted face could be seen clearly, and the servants' spears had already stabbed out.
These servants were much stronger than ordinary soldiers, but Bai Lang stretched out his hands and caught several spears under his armpits. Bai Lang held the spears with one hand and shook them with force. The internal force broke the spears directly, and the knuckles of the soldiers were also broken. Bai Lang opened and closed his arms, fell forward, and threw himself directly into the spears stabbed by the servants in the back row...
