Chapter 325
The next morning, Pagoda Mountain Commander Li Fuming sent Zhao Yu out of Pagoda Mountain and all the way to Lianshan Pass. No one could see the reluctance to give up.
Li Fuming guards the pagoda mountain, which is military affairs and cannot leave without permission. So they sent the servant leader who reported the news to Songshan yesterday, led 20 servant cavalry to lead the way, and went to Songshan with Zhao Yu.
Accompanying also a scooter, framed by two galloping horses, chirping. There is an iron cone on the trolley. The handle is one zhang long, with a thick bowl mouth, and an octagonal pyramid head at the front, which is so dark and big.
This iron cone is made of thick iron, can't be considered divine weapon, but is better than the word 'heavy'. A long iron cone, weighing more than 550 catties.
It was built overnight by Li Fuming's pagoda mountain craftsmen.
It doesn't require any forging skills, just melt some thick iron, pour it into a mold, quench it and cool it.
This kind of weapon has never been seen before. The cone head alone weighs two hundred pounds. If you use it, you will die if you wipe it, or you will die if you touch it!
Zhao Yu is very satisfied.
This awl is big enough and heavy enough. It can stand the toss, and it is smooth to swing, and it can be used immediately.
So speechless all the way, we arrived at Songshan Fort.
Standing outside the fort, Zhao Yu was a little lost.
Songshan Fort ten years later is very different from ten years ago. At that time, this Songshan Fort was the most prosperous place in the radius of 100 miles. I still remember what I saw and heard when I came here with my parents several times, especially the candied fruit sticks on the street. Every time I came here, I was held by my mother. Just look at where the candied fruit stick is.
Now this Songshan Fort is completely a military town.
Where is also prosperous? Clearly a chill.
Even the gate of the fort, the city wall, has become extraordinarily different.
For a while, Zhao Yu felt a little down.
Hong Chengchou holds his own identity and will not personally come out to greet a grassroots martial artist. It was Wu Sangui who was greeted outside the castle. Wu Sangui is an unusual character. Since the Li Chengliang Li Family in Liaodong, this general has counted the ancestral family and the Wu Family.
The ancestral family is the Zu Dashou family, and the Wu Family is the Wu Xiang family. There is still a marriage relationship between the two. Zu Dashou is Wu Sangui's uncle.
Guanning iron cavalry, Liaodong elite, this army is firmly in the hands of Wu and Zu, and it has a faint taste of warlord.
It is also the fault of Li Chengliang. Li Chengliang was good at fighting, and he suppressed all the ministries in Liaodong before his death, and even the wild boar Pinurhaci was his slave son. But Li Chengliang was also greedy for power, for fear of exterminating the barbarian captives in Liaodong, the cunning rabbit died and the running dog cooked. Because of this kind of thief self-respect.
It is clear that Jiannu was actually raised by Li Chengliang indulgently.
This has opened such a head, so that the latecomers have the same mind. At the end of Wanli and the beginning of Apocalypse, Great Ming still had an absolute advantage over Liaodong. But Liaodong Town will use all kinds of means to preserve its own strength for the sake of its own power, in order to get a large amount of military pay from the Imperial Court every year, and let the barbarians in Liaodong grow.
Now it's finally out of control.
Every year I hide, hide again and again, hide and hide, I'm afraid. Once this army loses its heart, how can it be possible to win the battle? The Battle of Sarhu was a complete defeat, and the Great Ming was at a loss to the outside world.
Wu Sangui, as Qilin's son of Liaodong Jiangmen, is also a proud and arrogant. I heard about a person like Zhao Yu yesterday, and I couldn't believe it in my mind's eye.
But the fact is in front of you after all, and you can't believe it.
But he wants to see what kind of character this person is, who can defeat ten thousand with one ride.
To expose him!
So please come to meet me.
Wu Sangui actually arrived at the city gate early, but didn't show up and was always on the city gate. Seeing that the messenger rushed over yesterday, his eyes swept away and landed on Zhao Yu.
Without him, Zhao Yu is really special.
First of all, tall.
Wu Sangui is also a valiant general, and his figure is not inferior to the overwhelming majority. Comparable to Zhao Yu, but one head behind.
Secondly, Zhao Yu's clothes are very rustic. He is wearing a short jacket and cloth shoes, clearly a hairless brat from a farmer.
Again, the warhorse under Zhao Yu's crotch.
The warhorse is also a dive steed, Ajige is Huang Taiji's younger brother, and there are quite a few characters among the Tatars. This mount is naturally extraordinary.
A look of jealousy flashed in Wu Sangui's eyes.
A peasant boy, who has the right to ride such a warhorse with such a dive steed?
I saw this entire group parked under the city, and saw the peasant boy-like figure turn over. Wu Sangui thought for a while, eyes flashed, then turned and walked down the city gate building.
Zhao Yu was looking at things and thinking about people, when he heard a voice in his ear: "I guess it's Zhao warrior who can defeat ten thousand in person?"
Zhao Yu can't help Fowning head, why does this sound a bit harsh?
But Zhao Yu doesn't care.
He did not come to join the army to make meritorious service and sell his kung fu to the emperor. Just for revenge.
I definitely don't want to deal with these Imperial Court generals if they don't have to.
With a certain look, he saw a person in front of him, riding a warhorse, condescendingly, staring at himself with a sense of overlooking.
Zhao Yu lightly nodded: "I am Zhao Yu. Who are you."
"Bold!"
There are left and right personal soldiers shouted: " General Wu face to face, An dare to impudent!"
And shouted: "Hurry up and bow down!"
Zhao Yu's eyes were cold, and he ignored it: "Where is the Hong Governor? ?"
Wu Sangui frowned and said with a smile: "Governor is naturally in the house. This Zhao warrior, I heard that you not only cut off Ajige's head, but also broke his eight thousand Great army. I don't know how to break the law?"
Zhao Yu understood.
This is disbelief, or jealousy?
"You surnamed Wu?" Zhao Yu said: "What's your name?"
Wu Sangui frowned: "This is General Wu Sangui."
"It turned out to be General Wu Sangui ." Zhao Yu sneered: "It turned out to be a villain."
He Zhao Yu is also young and vigorous, this Wu Sangui's repeated provocation is truly no a good person. Where would Zhao Yu wink him?
"Little man?!"
Wu Sangui was furious, raised his hand and whipped his whip.
He shouted, "Ben will be born and die, you trifling a peasant..."
Before he finished speaking, Zhao Yu grabbed the whip and ripped him off the horse. Back, fell a dog chewing shit.
For example, when treating a small squatter, Zhao Yu raised his foot and kicked Wu Sangui out, then turned to Li Fuming's servant leader and said, "Let's go into the city."
The servant leader also disliked Wu Sangui's behavior. Zhao Yu's feat is deeply imprinted in the heart of this servant leader. For Zhao Yu, he only has awe, just like the War God in his mind, where is there room for slander?
He also laughed and said, "Zhao warrior, please come ahead."
I am about to enter the city.
Wu Sangui's personal soldiers are still stunned. At the same time, a few people were separated to help Wu Sangui up, and the rest immediately surrounded Zhao Yu's entire group. !"
As soon as these words came out, Wu Sangui, who had just recovered from his breath, was flushed, and he could not wait to find a crack in the ground to get in. Beat up the general in the army? What is this? The general in this army is too fragile, right?
Zhao Yu's expression finally cooled down completely.
In Zhao Yu's cognition, whether it is the father's words and deeds when he was a child, or the master's sincere advice, there is only one, that is, repaying virtue with virtue, and repaying grievance directly.
If you want to mess with me, be prepared to be beaten!
As soon as he stretched out his hand, the three or five tall and strong Wu Sangui's personal soldiers in front of him spun like a spinning top, dizzy, his sword and gun fell to the ground, and then his buttocks squatted and sat on the ground.
Zhao Yu walked to Wu Sangui and glanced at him: "I'm a martial artist."
Then turned around and waved to Li Fuming servant leader, and went into the city in a big way. .
Wu Sangui was greeted by Zhao Yu with a chilling look, and after thinking about his words, he immediately understood. martial artist, what is a martial artist, the one who speaks with fists is a martial artist.
This is a warning.
If Wu Sangui wants to entangle again, he will not be pulled off his horse, but his head will be taken off!
Wu Sangui shivered and suddenly felt remorse.
Dignified general in the military, why is it necessary to compare with a folk martial artist? Is it worth it?
I saw a trolley passing by with a big iron cone on it, can't help saying: "This is..."
The groom who drove the car said: " This is a weapon specially built by Li Zongbing for Zhao warrior overnight, and it weighs 550 pounds!"
Wu Sangui joined his own soldiers and was stunned.
...
The group went outside the Governor's mansion, and the servant leader stepped forward and said, "Please let me know, Zhao warrior is here."
The guard at the door had been instructed by Hong Chengchou long ago, and upon seeing this, he said, "Governor has instructed him a long time ago, Zhao warrior please come in."
So he entered the mansion.
This mansion can be considered crude. This is Liaodong, which has experienced war. Although it is a dignified Governor, this mansion is temporary after all. Take it to Central Plains, the yard of a rich man in the countryside.
Stumbling around, soon came to a side hall. There is also tea.
Zhao Yu is not in a hurry, since Hong Chengchou has already wanted to see him, what difference does it make if it is earlier or later.
So he sat quietly and let the tea cool down.
After about two sticks of incense, the sound of footsteps finally came.
I heard a resounding voice: "I neglected Zhao warrior, it is because the military affairs are complicated."
Zhao Yu stood up and saw an officer dressed in a brocade robe. A middle age person with a straight face and a three-inch short beard under his jaw has just stepped into the threshold.
After taking a closer look, this person is also the most prestigious, with a scholarly flavor mixed with a dash of sharpness. Although he looks a little haggard, he also looks like a Governor.
Zhao Yu cup one fist in the other hand and said, "Zhao Yu, the grassman, I have seen the Governor."
It was only slightly bowed.
Kneeling to the sky and kneeling to the parents, apart from this, Zhao Yu doesn't kneel to anyone, he is the emperor on the golden plate, and he is ordinary. To the Imperial Court, to high officials, to the emperor, Zhao Yu asked for nothing.
With a Grandmaster kung fu, there is also pride.
If you have no desire, you will be firm and fearless.
Although Hong Chengchou is unhappy, he doesn't show it, and he also secretly looks at this youngster who doesn't seem to be weak. I saw that he was tall and tall, with a simple face, especially in his eyes, which were as deep as a deep pool, calm and not bottomless.
You know, this is really not a to be trifled with.
So laughed and cupped the hands slightly: "Zhao warrior, please take a seat."