Chapter 67
Before Governor Sun arrived with his main force, Bai Lang had several days to play around. Li Zicheng would not run away anyway. The reason he surrounded Kaifeng was to besiege the city and finally defeat Kaifeng. And Li Zicheng could not run away. His army was large. Once he had to retreat from the enemy, the defenders in Kaifeng were fine. They could only defend and were basically unable to attack. But if Bai Lang led 3,000 light cavalry to attack the camp during the retreat, it might end in a landslide, with corpses lying for hundreds of miles.
This game is pretty good. Bai Lang led dozens of cavalrymen to attack those camps. These camps really couldn't stop him. Bai Lang didn't ride a horse either. Instead, he dismounted and fought on foot to break through the camp gate. Then he rushed into the camp gate and killed the soldiers behind him. The cavalry took the opportunity to rush in and kill. Bai Lang didn't intervene in the killing at this time, but stood by and watched. There were not many people in these camps who dared to resist Bai Lang. Seeing such a man coming and smashing or pulling down the camp gate in a few strokes, who would dare to fight him? Isn't it better to run away quickly?
Especially now that Bai Lang was full of murderous aura, his full beard was blown up, and his eyebrows had grown into hanging eyebrows. The tangled eyebrows made him look domineering and arrogant, but he didn't want to be beaten... Who dared to beat him? Bai Lang also looked at himself in the mirror and found that it was indeed Xu who played the twin brother of Ao Shaobao, except that his beard was not so exaggerated and his hair was not so messy - by the way, Ao Shaobao's hairstyle should have been taken away by beheading in that era, right?
Bai Lang attacked several times a day, with different cavalry, destroying multiple camps. In a few days, he almost wiped out the small camps far away from Li Zicheng's camp. Bai Lang's bravery was also known among the peasant army - it was not that no one sent troops to try to stop Bai Lang's attack, but without exception, they all ended up being killed after the main general was killed, and the rest of the troops fled. There was no general who could match Bai Lang's horse, and this bravery was a headache for Li Zicheng and others.
This kind of thing is probably only found in storybooks. Among the officers and soldiers of the Ming army, including the generals of the peasant army, there has never been such a person who can kill the entire army alone... and he is so invulnerable! Could it be that the stars in the sky really came down to earth? However, whether it is the official army or the bandits, there are martial arts masters here. Li Zicheng has masters from Huashan - although these people have no soldiers, they are good at martial arts and are really good as guards.
Among them, the most senior one was the young disciple of the current Huashan master, who was considered a third-rank general who served as a bandit. Many of his nephews were also in the bandit army. These people had also gone to watch the battle. "Horizontal training! And he has actually practiced to this level! I'm afraid he is the best in the world!" This is what the Huashan masters think. "Uncle Qin is in the government army..." The general surnamed Yuan also sighed, "What a pity for Uncle Qin..."
Qin Wujiu didn't have time to care about what his "nephew" thought. He had already betrayed Huashan, and they would never stand together if they had different positions. In his opinion, Huashan had become a traitor, but if he met his former senior brother... it would be hard to say. "My mentor often said that Uncle Qin's martial arts was the best in Huashan, and he was good at both civil and military affairs." General Yuan also said this to his nephew.
"We can't tell the horizontal training skills of this general in front of us, why don't we go and test it out..." said a nephew, but General Yuan said in front of other bandit generals and Li Zicheng, "This is a martial art on the battlefield, we can't go up like this. So, after we see where they are camping, we can go and test it out at night!"
Bai Lang didn't know that someone had actually attempted a night attack, but his tent had never been covered, and the entire military camp was empty, but the thousand households still arranged patrol soldiers. As for Bai Lang himself, he sat in the tent with a big horse and a golden sword, and candles were inserted to illuminate the entire tent. There was wine in front of him, and Bai Lang was eating and drinking while reading a book - what could he read? It was just Journey to the West.
He was in a very relaxed mood, because the last assassination proved that his martial arts were nothing to be afraid of in this world, so Bai Lang became inflated, arrogant, and domineering... This man was eating and drinking in an open-chested robe with bare legs - he had already taken a shower and would go to bed after eating, so there was no need for him to wear full armor.
Bai Lang put down the book in his hand. He was a little uncomfortable with the vertical arrangement of the book, but it was okay. He drank the wine in his other hand in one gulp. "Since you are here, don't hide, just come out!" Bai Lang's voice was like the low roar of a tiger, which always had a power to shake the heart and lungs. "By the way, come in through the door! Don't cut the tent and make me sleep badly!" Bai Lang said in a deep voice.
Three people appeared in front of Bai Lang, "Don't come over here, I will deal with these three bandits myself!" Bai Lang said loudly, and the soldiers who were approaching quickly stopped. The three men were not very old, and they were not masked. They all held long swords in their hands, and the long sword of the leader was a little unusual. "Snake Flame Sword? Did you learn the German Cross Sword?" Bai Lang's words obviously made the other party a little confused. "You are all traitors, right? You want to assassinate the general of the court... It's really a death wish!"
Bai Lang even smiled as he spoke. He then stood up. He was now about 1.8384 meters tall, taller than any of the thieves in front of him. Under the flickering candlelight in the tent, his figure looked even taller. Bai Lang's joints made a crackling sound. He narrowed his eyes slightly, and a murderous aura of a white tiger rose from his body. The third-rank general Yuan immediately felt that there was a big beast in front of him.
All three of them were startled, and they attacked from three directions with a flash of swords. The muscles in Bai Lang's wide robe tensed up, and he slapped out his two palms at the same time, with each palm facing a long sword. The long swords could not move forward, and were blocked in the palms. The two swordsmen quickly withdrew their moves - if they continued to use their internal energy, they might bend their swords instead. The general in front of them was like fine iron, and their internal energy was like a sword, but they couldn't penetrate his meridians.
The snake-shaped sword didn't stab, but slashed diagonally - the wound that the curved sword could leave must have been horrible, but it only made a sound that made people's teeth ache, and the sword only left a trace of blood between Bai Lang's neck and shoulder. "Huh? I thought the color of your sword was different, but I never thought it was really a precious sword! It can break the kung fu of a certain Thirteen Taibao's horizontal training of the Golden Bell Cover! It's a pity that it ends here!"
