Chapter 69
"Mr. Qin's words still show his nostalgia for Huashan Sect. I am quite curious whether Mr. Qin was very proud in Huashan at that time?" Bai Lang said something a bit rudely while looking at the sighing Qin Wujiu. However, Qin Wujiu did not seem to be angry, but sighed instead.
"I have been in poor health since I was young, so I went to Mount Huashan to practice martial arts to strengthen my body. Governor Bai had heard me talk about this last time. However, after I went to Mount Huashan that year, my master was already old, so it was several uncles and brothers who taught me martial arts." Qin Wujiu said as he carefully wrapped the two bodies.
"You didn't say that you are old at this time. I thought you were in your seventies or eighties when I heard you say old before. It's not good to say that you are old when you are less than fifty years old..." Bai Lang thought to himself, but he would not say it out loud. He still listened to Qin Wujiu's sigh.
However, Qin Wujiu did not continue speaking directly, but paused for a long time before speaking, "After Master and the other uncles retired from worldly affairs, it was my senior brother who inherited the position of the head of Huashan..." At this point Qin Wujiu smiled, "I have become the junior uncle of Huashan, and my senior brother's disciple is about the same age as me..." Bai Lang cooperated and laughed. It was very interesting to listen to gossip.
As expected, after the conversation started, Qin Wujiu also became more talkative. "Brother, your reputation in the martial arts world is not very good. I have advised him that he has not studied much, but he said that this is also a Tang Dynasty legend, and the reputation is not bad - I said that it is a Tang Dynasty legend, do you also want to become a monkey spirit? People of my generation in the martial arts world still need to have a nickname." Bai Lang asked, "Then may I ask what your nickname is, Mr. Qin?"
Qin Wujiu smiled bitterly, "They are all a bunch of illiterate people. They don't call me by the nickname I gave myself, but instead call me 'Iron Sword Scholar', which is really vulgar." Then Qin Wujiu shook his head, "At least I have some talent in practicing Huashan martial arts... I have also taught a few of my senior brother's disciples." Bai Lang almost laughed out loud, "Iron Sword Scholar? It would be better to call him Deadly Scholar. But judging from his tone, he is probably the best martial artist in Huashan? But Mr. Qin's internal strength is indeed extraordinary, even deeper than that assassin who used fists and palms back then."
Qin Wujiu didn't say anything more. He didn't say how he broke up with Huashan, but now it seems that he didn't have any feelings for Huashan at all - otherwise he wouldn't have collected the two bodies with his own hands. But the relationship should be just like that, otherwise he should settle the score with Bailang.
General Yuan, who had fled back to Li Zicheng's camp, reported his failed assassination attempt, and of course was mocked by his colleagues - Liu Zongmin and other generals under Li Zicheng had always disliked him as a guard master. If he was a guard, it would be fine, but what virtue and ability did he have to be ranked with them as a third-rank Guoyi general? However, what General Yuan said still made them feel very difficult. "Is it really a horizontal training kung fu that is invulnerable to swords and guns?!" Someone asked this question, and of course General Yuan answered affirmatively. "It is the only horizontal training kung fu I have ever seen. It's a pity for my two nephews..."
General Yuan was still upset and didn't care how those people looked at him. His two nephews had died and their bodies couldn't be brought back. How could he face his two brothers and the other two nieces? Compared to that, the loss of his sword and hidden weapon was actually a very unimportant matter.
On the contrary, a certain girl was so nervous that she cried and laughed at the same time, and was happy that her lover came back alive. According to what General Yuan said, the martial arts of this opponent was simply terrifyingly high. "Don't be afraid, sister Qing. This general of the government army is only strong in internal strength, but he is still inferior in terms of martial arts. Even if I can't win, I can easily escape." He also comforted his female companion.
However, the problem still exists. If the general of the government army is wearing armor and charging into the battle formation, how can he be stopped? This kind of powerful horizontal training is indeed a first-class battle formation charging and killing kung fu, which is far more powerful than the martial arts of General Yuan's division, which may have higher martial arts skills. Such martial arts masters can be easily surrounded and killed by the army formation. Not to mention that they will be killed by a burst of archery. Even if they can break into the army formation, they will only kill ten or twenty people before they are exhausted. This is not a one-on-one martial arts fight, but a killing and being killed.
"On the battlefield, there are corpses. Only we can move freely and unstoppably!" Bai Lang pointed at himself and said to the cavalrymen. He would lead dozens of cavalrymen to attack and destroy small camps one by one. However, Qin Wujiu stopped Bai Lang and said, "General Bai, there is no need to waste your energy. You should rest for two days. General Sun's army has already set up camp."
Indeed, Governor Sun and his army had already entered the battlefield one after another, setting up camp outside Kaifeng Prefecture, preparing for a battle with Li Zicheng. Due to the arrival of Bai Lang's troops first and the successive small-scale battles, Li Zicheng's troops had no ability to harass Governor Sun's move to occupy the battlefield, so Governor Sun completed the battle preparations step by step - unless Li Zicheng could mobilize Governor Sun on a large scale and make him run around, he could only accept the fate of a major battle here.
Originally, the government troops could be mobilized by attacking Xiangyang, but Governor Deng had already completed the flank deployment, and Li Zicheng could not do this. Zhang Xianzhong had already been defeated, and Li Zicheng was isolated and helpless. In terms of military strength and combat effectiveness, he should be better than Governor Deng, and he should be able to fight Governor Sun, but if he had to fight two governors, it would be very troublesome.
If the two governors joined forces, Li Zicheng would have an easier time, and perhaps a greater chance of victory. In those days, many Ming troops fled first when fighting, causing the entire army to collapse. However, they could still hold out for a while when facing the Eastern Tartars and bandits. However, if the two governors joined forces, they would appear to be united but their hearts would be divided, and there might be someone who would flee first ...
Bai Lang's attack stopped, and the battlefield fell into silence. Even Li Zicheng stopped the daily battle to attack Kaifeng Prefecture. On this day, Bai Lang received a letter from Governor Deng, hoping that he would work together to obey Governor Sun's orders. "I never thought that this old Deng was actually a national hero?" Bai Lang muttered, but then Qin Wujiu conveyed the order of Governor Sun to summon him.
Arriving at the central army camp that looked like a small city, Bai Lang entered in armor, but without any weapons. The generals in the camp sat in rows on the left and right, and Governor Sun sat at the top, with a huge map spread out in front of him. "Are you arranging a battle plan?" Bai Lang didn't have time to listen. Soon after he came in, he said, "I am willing to lead my cavalry to attack the enemy's main camp, and I will be the vanguard of the entire army!" All the generals looked at him sideways, but they didn't dare to look at him straight in the eye. This guy was quite shameless. It was obviously the light cavalry that everyone had selected, but with a few words, this guy became his main force...
