Chapter 36: One person rushes into battle

Chapter 36: One person rushes into battle

The next day, a night of spring rain had cleared away the remaining frost, the wind was gentle, and the mist was rising lightly. It was a good weather for an outing in the countryside.

On the official road, a line of carriages and horses were moving slowly in the misty spring scenery.

The horses' hooves clattered across the puddles on the road, splashing a little bit of mud and water, guarding the most luxuriously decorated carriage in the center of the convoy.

It seemed that there were some bumps when the wheels passed through the puddles, and the people in the carriage were awakened. They stretched out their hands to push aside the brocade curtain and curled their fingers at the horseback guards on both sides of the motorcade.

A woman wearing a silver-white brocade robe and a Western rapier at her waist immediately urged her horse forward and bowed her head respectfully.

"Where are you?"

"If we go back to the factory, we will soon reach Fucheng County."

"How far is Fucheng County...?"

"Less than three miles."

"Well, when we get to Fucheng County, don't rush on the road. Find an inn to rest for a day."

"Mr. Factory, this..."

The woman looked worried and hesitant.

Wei Zhongxian in the carriage smiled, closed the curtain, and left a meaningful word.

"Don't worry, if the emperor really wants to kill me, I can't escape no matter how fast I walk."

"If the emperor doesn't want to kill me, what's the problem if I just delay him for a day?"

The woman frowned, hesitated for a moment, and then accepted the order on horseback.

Then, the woman urged her horse to the front of the convoy and shouted loudly.

"The factory boss has ordered us to take a short rest in Fucheng County ahead and set off tomorrow!"

"yes!"

Loud voices came from all over the convoy.

In Fucheng County, in a house near the city gate, Ding Xiu held a knife in both hands and looked at the gate with a frown.

In the house behind him, six swordsmen dressed in black and wearing bamboo hats sat at a wooden table and calmly adjusted their breath.

Soon, two men in black climbed in from outside the courtyard wall, came to Ding Xiu, and bowed their hands.

"Brother Ding, Wei Gong is already outside Fucheng County and is about to enter the city in three miles. Brother Ma and I eavesdropped on the official road for a while and seemed to hear them saying that they wanted to rest in Fucheng County for a day. "

"That's right!"

The swordsman surnamed Ma next to him nodded, and then asked excitedly: "Brother Ding, when will we start?"

Ding Xiu glanced at him and said calmly: "No rush, let's wait until Brother Zhao and Brother Fu arrive."

The two men in black looked at each other and frowned.

"Brother Fu? Is that the Bone Demon Hand Fu Qingyun?"

"It's him"

Ding Xiu replied lazily, then glanced at him sideways and said, "Don't blame me for not warning you in advance. Brother Fu doesn't like this nickname. You can just talk about it now. Don't wait until he comes." Mention it again..."

Hearing Ding Xiu's words, the swordsman in black seemed a little unconvinced and sneered.

"I've long heard that the White Bone Demon's martial arts are unparalleled. If I have the chance, I'd like to ask for advice!"

"I don't want to ask for advice...but if I give you a good beating, there will definitely be no problem!"

A slightly smiling voice came from outside the courtyard door, and the two swordsmen in black and Ding Xiu turned their heads.

I saw two people walking in together from outside the hospital. It was Zhao Lihe and Lin Zhongtian who had arrived in a hurry.

Hearing Lin Zhongtian's words, the black-clothed swordsman snorted coldly and placed his right hand on the sword at his waist, as if about to unsheath it.

"Stop!" Zhao Lihe scolded lightly, then frowned and looked at Ding Xiu, "The enemy is currently facing us, so don't provoke the fire."

Ding Xiu curled his lips and said, "Who is making me angry? I just told the truth!"

The swordsman in black on the side seemed to have come to his senses, and his eyes gradually turned unkind as he looked at Ding Xiu.

Ding Xiu showed no concern for this. He looked Lin Zhongtian up and down, and his eyes focused on the long black cloth-wrapped object behind him for a moment, his face full of surprise.

"Where's your sword?"

"Did not bring."

Lin Zhongtian responded casually, then untied the strip of cloth between his chest and abdomen, took the long strip wrapped in black cloth in his hand, and casually tore off the black cloth on it. It was a thick iron gun more than two meters long. .

"How can cavalry use swords when charging into battle? Of course they must use guns!"

Lin Zhongtian explained while waving the spear in his hand excitedly.

The whole body of this gun is forged from refined iron, weighing forty-seven kilograms. It is completely black and covered with special non-reflective materials. Even in the daylight, it looks like a black poisonous dragon, exuding a deadly aura.

Such a heavy weapon was as light as a bamboo pole in Lin Zhongtian's hands.

After waving several times, Lin Zhongtian suddenly turned around and stabbed the middle courtyard wall with a carbine.

"boom!"

There was a loud noise, and the black spear tip instantly penetrated the courtyard wall, and broken stone bricks flew in all directions.

Seeing this scene, the people in black who were paying attention to the movement in the courtyard were all horrified.

The two swordsmen in black trembled and silently retreated behind Ding Xiu.

When Ding Xiu saw this scene, he twitched the corner of his mouth and couldn't help but roll his eyes.

Lin Zhongtian pulled out the spear with force and raised it in front of him. He found that except for a few white marks, the tip of the spear was intact. He couldn't help but admire it.

"It is indeed a good weapon!"

"That's natural!" Zhao Lihe said with a smile, "I specially selected this for my brother."

"Brother Xian is determined." Lin Zhongtian said with a smile.

Seeing the two of them acting like brothers and respectful brothers, Ding Xiu couldn't help but complain: "Ding admires Brother Fu's supernatural power. But if he is so public, aren't he afraid of being overheard by the neighbors and alerting others?"

Zhao Lihe's face straightened when he heard this: "Speaking of this, just now in the city, my brother discovered the traces of the Jin Yiwei. They have sneaked into Fucheng County. I think they are planning to take action in Fucheng County. I discussed it with my brother. , decided to attack in advance, stopped the convoy directly outside Fucheng County, and kidnapped Wei Zhongxian!"

The two swordsmen in black who had been inquiring about the information looked at each other and couldn't help but speak.

"But Wei Yan and others are about to enter the city, should we do it now?"

"Do it now!"

Zhao Lihe nodded, his face serious, and he didn't seem to be faking it.

"rest assured!"

Seeing that everyone was still a little surprised, Lin Zhongtian smiled, walked into the stable in the courtyard, brought a tall and strong black horse, turned over and sat on the horse's back, looked down at the people in the courtyard, and said with a smile.

"I'll charge into the battle alone. Just keep the official line and don't let anyone escape."

After saying that, without waiting for anyone's reaction, Lin Zhongtian patted his horse and left the house.

Ding Xiu twitched the corner of his mouth and couldn't help but move closer to Zhao Lihe and asked in a low voice: "Can he do it?"

Zhao Lihe smiled slightly and said calmly: "Just wait and see..."

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Not long after, Zhao Lihe and others followed Lin Zhongtian to outside Fucheng County.

Looking at the convoy shrouded in mist on the official road in the distance, Lin Zhongtian held a gun and rode up to meet it alone.

Soon, the rider at the front of the convoy saw Lin Zhongtian's figure, and without hesitation, shot an arrow at Lin Zhongtian.

The arrow flew more than a hundred steps and landed on the ground. It seemed that there was no killing intention, but it was just a warning to him not to continue moving forward.

But Lin Zhongtian didn't react at all and continued to pat the horse forward slowly.

The cavalryman frowned and shouted loudly: "Who is coming?"

At the same time, the woman in white also urged her horse to come to the carriage and whispered through the curtain.

"Mr. Factory, there is someone blocking the road ahead."

"...But Jin Yiwei?"

"It doesn't look like that. That man is holding a spear and riding alone. He doesn't look like a royal guard, but more like a member of the army."

"Someone from the army?"

Wei Zhongxian frowned and thought carefully for a while, but could not find the corresponding image in his mind.

After thinking for a while, Wei Zhongxian felt a little tired. He waved his hands and said tiredly: "That's all. Since there is only one person blocking the road, we can catch him if he can. If he can't catch him, he can kill him!"

After saying that, Wei Zhongxian closed the curtain, leaned back on the soft pillow, and closed his eyes tiredly.

Outside the carriage, the woman in white respectfully accepted the order, waved to find someone, and whispered for a while.

Then more than a dozen riders were separated from the convoy, holding weapons and rushing towards Lin Zhongtian who was blocking the road ahead.

The man in front of him was holding a horse chariot and shouted as he rushed: "This is the carriage of Duke Wei, the admiral of Dongchang. On the order of the Holy One, he went to Fengyang to guard the tombs of the past emperors. All the other people were staying away and blocking the road for no reason. Those who are caught will be killed without mercy!"

By the time he shouted the last sentence, the man had already rushed over, holding the horse in his hand and stabbing Lin Zhongtian's open chest and abdomen.

Lin Zhongtian showed no fear on his face. He shouted loudly, urged his horse forward, and used the iron gun in his hand to open the opponent's horse from bottom to top. The gun blade pierced through the man's neck like a lightning bolt.

"Pfft——"

The two knights crossed each other, and blood flew everywhere.

Lin Zhongtian shouted, shook off the blood on the tip of his spear, and rushed toward the cavalry in front.

Behind him, the enemy's back was frozen on the horse, and a blade-shaped piece of flesh was missing from his neck. The blood gushed out like a fountain, adding a touch of crimson to the hazy mist.

With a plop, the man's back fell to the ground, with only one leg left wrapped in the stirrup, being dragged forward by the horse.