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Chapter 150: Zhao Wumian, there should be no hatred ( words!)

It was already the Piantou Pass, a purgatory on earth. Everywhere you looked was fire, corpses, blood, and weapons.

The Rong people laughed loudly towards the sky. They, the soldiers, had no idea how the Piantou Pass, which they had been fighting for six decades without success, was suddenly breached. But they did not want to think about these things at the moment. They only wanted to kill, kill, kill, and rob.

The Rong general who captured Piantou Pass was named Wuerji. He had a big beard and was tall, nearly two meters tall. He was the son of Wudamu, the current national teacher of the grassland.

Wudamu, the national teacher of the grassland, is an old monster who has lived from the previous dynasty to the present. He has lived a long life and has many sons, more than twenty in number, but there are actually less than five outstanding ones, and Wuerji is one of them.

When Urji was fourteen years old, Wudamu threw him alone to the grassland, asking him to hide his identity and fend for himself. Twenty-five years later, he had become the king of several tribes and commanded an army of 80,000.

The trials and tribulations of iron and blood in his childhood naturally gave him a character and ability far beyond that of ordinary people, and his strength was even at the level of a master. However, for a general, one's own strength is only one aspect, and the ability to lead troops in battle is more important.

It was impossible for Wu Ming and Crown Prince Luo Shuzhi to conceal their cooperation from the Imperial Master Wudamu, so Wuerji was appointed as a general in order to let him take the credit for the 'first attack'.

Wuerji was sitting on a horse, walking on the dilapidated streets, holding a jar of stolen wine in his mouth, and behind his horse was a border army general who would rather die than surrender.

But the general was now covered in blood and had long since died, but Urji still dragged him along, not for any other reason, but simply to vent his anger that had been blocked by the Piantou Pass for a whole half century.

Wu Ming came flying over with a broadsword on his back. He glanced at the general who was tortured beyond recognition. His expression remained unchanged. He bowed slightly to Wuerji and asked, "Where is the state teacher?"

Facing Wu Ming, the de facto greatest contributor, Wuerji also smiled and said, "Abul is in charge of the rear of the army, in the Canglang tribe, fifty miles away from Piantou Pass."

Abul is what the Rong people call their father.

Wu Ming nodded slightly, "Now that Piantou Pass has been breached, to the northeast is Yanmen Pass, to the east is Xuanwu Pass, and to the southeast is Taiyuan. Now all our spies in the Central Plains have been exposed. If we want to capture cities and territories again, it won't be that easy."

Wuerji laughed loudly and took another sip of wine. "Piantou Pass has blocked our tribe for more than 50 years and has never been breached. Now we are slaughtering the city and boosting morale. When our army enters Jin from here, we can at least seize 50% of the land. Leave this battle to us. Your Excellency is undoubtedly a meritorious official. When we return to the grassland, you may even be rewarded by the Khan with a beautiful beggar and become his consort!"

Bieqi is a princess of the grassland.

Wu Ming also smiled, and then said: "Although massacring a city can boost morale, don't get too carried away with it. Although the smoke of war is burning now, the reaction of the cities in the Central Plains will certainly not be that fast. Rather than enjoying yourself, you should lead a vanguard army straight into the heart of Jin, killing people and plundering the land, so as to catch those chickens and dogs in the Central Plains off guard and create opportunities for the army to invade later."

Wuerji patted Wu Ming on the shoulder and laughed, "I understand. We are just taking a short break. Half an hour later, I will personally lead two thousand elite soldiers and march straight into Jin!"

Wu Ming was slightly stunned. "Is it inappropriate for the king to go in person?"

"Your Excellency is trying to get the skin of a tiger, which is extremely dangerous. Why should I be afraid now? Without the natural defenses and the city walls, in terms of cavalry warfare, how can these cowards in the Central Plains be the opponents of my grassland warriors?"

Wu Ming shook his head. "Jin is a mountainous area, not suitable for cavalry charges."

Wuerji raised his hand gently. "I have read the map left by Dakun all night about the topography of Jin. Now that nearly sixty years have passed, even if some of the terrain has changed, it is impossible that it has changed too much."

To put it bluntly, Wuerji not only wanted the credit for being the first to break through Piantou Pass, but also wanted the credit for attacking the heartland... He wanted to steal the credit from Wu Ming, so he hoped that Wu Ming would stop interfering in the war.

Wu Ming knew this very well, but he didn't say much, just nodded, "My king, be careful."

As he spoke, Wuerji smiled contemptuously again, "When I was young, I often heard Abul say that the people of the Central Plains are the best at internal fighting. With just a little preparation, they will kill each other. We just need to profit from it. At first, I didn't believe it. I thought that the Central Plains could stop us for more than 50 years, so they must have something extraordinary. Now I think..."

Wuerji smacked his lips. "Now that I think about it, the biggest enemy standing in our way is the King of Jin, not the Central Plains imperial court."

As he spoke, Wuerji sighed again, with a feeling of sympathy between heroes. "It's a pity that the King of Jin, a great man who led an army of 200,000, was stabbed in the back by his own people."

Wu Ming shook his head and laughed, "Zhongyuan Crown Prince Luo Shuzhi is too scheming and too eager for success. As soon as Emperor Jingzheng died, he couldn't wait to take this opportunity to weaken the vassal states and the Chu navy. Ten years ago, I was deliberately framed by the national teacher and secretly surrendered to him, and he really confided in me..."

Wuerji pondered for a moment, shook his head slightly, and then spoke for Crown Prince Luo Shuzhi again.

"If I were in his position, I would also try my best to reduce the power of the vassal states. As far as I know, the King of Jin is in charge of an army of 200,000 and is protected by the chief of spears. The princess has 100,000 naval forces and two chief of martial arts behind her. But even if the prince ascends the throne, he will only have 100,000 central troops and one chief of martial arts at his disposal.
And those 100,000 central troops are nothing. Although they are known to be elite soldiers and strong generals, they have not come to the frontier to fight the enemy in the past Jiazi year. Instead, they have been hiding in the heart of the Central Plains. I guess their bellies are bigger than those of a pregnant wolf. Their actual combat power is certainly not comparable to that of the 200,000 elite troops of King Jin.

When the old emperor was still alive, the Central Plains could not cause any disturbances because of him, but after the old emperor died, the prince was naturally worried all day long, fearing that he would be forced to abdicate one day. "

This is an objective fact. The prince has many capable people under his command, but his military strength is not as good as that of Prince Jin, and his high-end combat power is not as good as that of Luo Chaoyan. However, these two are the most important points in determining the ownership of imperial power...that is, military force.

The prince felt that he could not wait any longer. If he really had to wait until he ascended the throne before taking slow action, stripping Prince Jin of his military power and Luo Chaoyan's 100,000 naval forces and two martial arts champions would definitely lead to changes.

If the military power of Prince Jin is stripped first, will Xu Ran and Chief Constable Su support Luo Chaoyan to take the throne? What about the other princes?
If they first weaken Luo Chaoyan's 100,000 navy and plot to murder Xu Ran and Su Zongbu, the Prince of Jin and the other princes will still be in dire straits.

If only one of the two existed, the prince would not have been so hasty, but both existed at the same time.

Crown Prince Luo Shuzhi was suspicious by nature and would never hope that the two would behave themselves and not plot against his throne.

The reason why the late emperor quelled the rebellion was that the emperor back then had openly reduced the power of the princes, which made everyone feel insecure.

The lesson from the past is right here. Luo Shuzhi will never make the same mistake again.

The right thing to do was to take the initiative, even if it meant letting the Rong people enter Piantou Pass to burn, kill and loot. He would do it.

Wu Ming raised his eyebrows frivolously, smiling, "Your Majesty, the King and the Crown Prince appreciate each other?"

"Those in high positions cannot help themselves in some things." Wuerji waved his hand slightly. "I am in charge of three tribes: the Gray Wolf, Sky Eagle, and War Lion. If someone in the tribe threatens my position, I will do everything I can to weaken him. However, I will not be as eager as he is. If this matter is not handled well, it will lead to the disastrous consequence of losing people's hearts. I will take my time."

Talented people are suppressed. No wonder among these three tribes, you are the only one who can show off something... Wu Ming did not say this, but just changed the subject and said with a smile.

"But the King of Jin is indeed a hero. He commands an army of 200,000, but is now cornered by his own people. This is a good opportunity for us. I will invite the Imperial Master to come and meet him in Taiyuan in person. If he surrenders to us and is willing to hand over Jin's Xiliang, then we can make him the 'King of Li'. But if he is unwilling, then the Imperial Master will kill him personally!"

By the end of his words, Wu Ming's voice was extremely cold.

Wuerji thought about it, but couldn't find any fault. Anyone with a discerning eye could see that the King of Jin had lost all his support and prestige, and he had no other choice but to surrender to the Rong tribe... After all, even if he wanted to mobilize his troops and establish his own warlord, at least 50% of his soldiers would not listen to him.

And it would be no problem for the Imperial Master to go to Taiyuan in person... Sixty years ago, the Imperial Master was already a master of the bridge between heaven and earth. Who could kill him when he went to the Central Plains? Xiao Yuanmu, Master Dongwen, the leader of the Sword Sect, and Eunuch Lin, the top martial artists in the Central Plains, could put aside their past grudges and roll up their sleeves to fight together, but this was impossible.

Even the three martial arts champions of the Dali court were now divided, and they couldn't wait to beat the shit out of each other when they met.

Wuerji smiled slightly, cupped his hands and said: "I will not delay you, sir. I will dispatch the troops and serve as the vanguard!"

Wu Ming bowed, then remembered something and called Wuerji, "My king, we cannot go to Yanmen, Ningwu, and Taiyuan. Are you going to go to Hequ in the south as the vanguard this time?"

Wuerjilema looked back and said, "Hequ is less than a hundred miles away from Piantou Pass. With the steeds from the grasslands like us, we can reach it by nightfall. It's just right for a night attack!"

"Then you must be careful of Zhao Wumian. We don't know whether he is alive or dead, and his whereabouts are unknown, but we estimate that he is near Hequ."

"Zhao Wumian?" Wuerji frowned slightly, "Who is it? Wu Kui?"

"No."

"A general with elite troops?"

"Not at all."

Wuerji sneered, "That's fine, I'm leading two thousand elite soldiers, not going in alone."

Wu Ming thought about it and it made sense. Zhao Wumian was able to break out of the palace because of the Queen. Everyone was afraid and did not dare to act rashly for fear of hurting the Queen. But now he knew everything. If he really met Wuerji's two thousand elite soldiers, what would he do?

He nodded slightly, "Be careful."

After Wuerji left, Wu Ming's calm expression slowly turned a little mocking, and he said to himself:
"You are simple-minded but strong-limbed. You have fallen into a trap without even realizing it. Do you still think you can take credit for it?"

Wu Ming shook his head and laughed, "Dong Wenzhen will die at the hands of Dong Yulou, and you will be no exception."

Wuerji would certainly not have thought that Wu Ming, who was also a Rong people, would actually betray the grassland... Of course he could not have thought of it, because the real Wu Ming had died ten years ago.

This Wu Ming was the assassin of Crown Prince Luo Shuzhi.

Luo Shuzhi's purpose was naturally not just to reduce the power of the princes, he also wanted to kill Wudamu, the national teacher of the grassland.

The King of Jin and the navy of Chu are merely internal worries, while the grassland national master Wudamu is the real concern for Dali.

The Khan of the grassland is nothing to worry about, he is just a puppet of the national teacher Udam.

During the reign of Emperor Jingzheng, attempts were made to kill him many times, even though a martial arts master loyal to the royal family died, but the attempt was unsuccessful. Now that Emperor Jingzheng has passed away, Wudamu is still at large, and no one knows what he is planning behind the scenes.

As long as Wudamu lives, Dali will never have peace.

Therefore, when Luo Shu was in Jingnan, he began to prepare for the reduction of the power of the feudal lords, and naturally he would not forget to design a plan for the grassland.

For now, we will not talk about Luo Shuzhi’s plan for the grassland, but one of his preparations for reducing the power of the vassal states was the two brothers of the Dong family.

The Dong family was a family of generals during the Jingnan Rebellion.

At that time, the Rong people were watching the internal strife in Dali during the Jingnan Campaign and naturally did not want to be left behind, so they took the opportunity to plot, but were blocked outside Yanmen Pass by the Dong family… Then, several Rong masters somehow managed to sneak into the Dong family amidst the layers of defense and wiped out the entire Dong family, leaving only the two Dong brothers. Then, the martial arts master under Emperor Jingzheng happened to arrive and rescued the two brothers, but also killed all the Rong masters that night in front of the brothers.

From then on, the two brothers followed Emperor Jingzheng's orders to repay their kindness. After Emperor Jingzheng's death, they obeyed the orders of the crown prince.

But the two brothers didn’t know that there were no Rong masters at all... they were just death squads that Luo Shuzhi would use and discard.

Dong Wenzhen is currently in a military camp less than ten miles northeast of Piantou Pass.

At this moment, the huge military camp was silent.

Most of the soldiers in the camp went to Piantou Pass to resist the Rong tribe and died bravely.

Dong Wenzhen was sitting in the commander's tent with a bowl of wine in front of him. In front of him sat a hundred men, all of whom were soldiers wearing black armor, with resolute faces and remained silent.

There was not enough space for so many people to sit in the general's tent, so many soldiers sat outside the tent with a bowl of wine in front of them.

Some of these people were the Dong family’s personal soldiers, and some were brothers that Dong Wenzhen made on the battlefield over the years.

They listened to no one but Dong Wenzhen.

Dong Wenzhen sat in the general's tent and looked far outside. He could see the fire inside Piantou Pass illuminating the white snow.

He was silent for a moment, and then asked the deputy general beside him, his face calm, maintaining the most basic calmness coming from the fighting on the battlefield.

"How many people are left?"

The deputy general had a stiff face and was silent for a long time before he said, "General, there are less than 500 men left. The rest of the soldiers have gone to Piantou Pass and died for their country."

Dong Wenzhen nodded slightly, his face expressionless, and whispered: "There are more than 20,000 soldiers in Piantou Pass, and now there are only us left. Do you feel that you followed the wrong people?"

After the words were spoken, no one answered, and you could hear a pin drop.

After a moment, Dong Wenzhen took a deep breath, stood up, and said loudly: "The prince's plan is of great importance. I have been hiding it from you all. Now that the Piantou Pass has been breached, the prince has been ruined, the army has lost its morale, and the overall situation has been decided. The prince no longer needs to hide his identity. I can now tell you the truth!"

There was still no one answering and there was silence.

Dong Wenzhen continued loudly: "When this matter spreads throughout the world, the prince's army will lose its morale and no one will be willing to obey him, but these 200,000 brothers are still soldiers. The prince still needs the Jin army to stabilize the world and drive out the Rong people."

When they heard the words "expel the Rong tribe", the expressions of the soldiers present changed slightly and they turned their heads to look at Dong Wenzhen.

Dong Wenzhen took a deep breath again.
"Next, we will be killed by General Dong Yulou who has come here as traitors who sold out our country for personal gain! You will die! I will die too! I am General Dong Yulou's younger brother, the descendant of the second eldest son of the Dong family. General Dong Yulou is killing me for the greater good! Afterwards, General Dong Yulou will kill the Rong general Wuerji! Set an example and drive out the Rong people! In this way, at least 60% of the prince's 200,000 troops will voluntarily follow General Dong Yulou!"

The soldiers were slightly stunned, looking a little surprised.

Dong Wenzhen paused, then said with a slightly cold expression, "The Rong national teacher Wudamu will go to Taiyuan soon. General Dong Yulou will lead the army to Taiyuan as the main force of the 'clearing out the Prince of Jin'. It seems that he is going to kill the prince, but in fact, he is going to encircle and suppress Wudamu. At that time, there will be martial arts masters to help."

After these words were spoken, some of the soldiers present could no longer sit still and stood up on the spot.

Someone asked: "Is it really so?"

Dong Wenzhen was so choked that he drew out the long knife from his waist, put his left hand on the table, and chopped it hard.

With a "puff", flesh and bones were separated and blood splattered everywhere.

Dong Wenzhen raised his severed hand high, veins popping out on his forehead, and shouted, "I swear by this hand that I will never lie to you brothers!"

The tent fell silent again.

Dong Wenzhen took a few deep breaths, his eyes red, "The Crown Prince is about to ascend the throne. He doesn't trust the King of Jin and the Chu navy, and is determined to reduce their military power. I understand! But I don't want to be with them. But if the Crown Prince is willing to kill the Rong national teacher Wudamu... then even if I have to bear eternal infamy, I can do it!"

Wudamu, the national teacher of the Rong tribe, is a name engraved in the hearts of all soldiers at the border.

Countless brothers of the border soldiers died because of him. No one will forget this blood feud.

They understood... The prince's vicious plan was not only to eliminate the great threat of King Jin, but also to use all the soldiers and civilians in Piantou Pass, as well as the people around Piantou Pass as bait to lure Wudamu, the national teacher of the Rong tribe, to the Central Plains and kill him.

How cunning, how cruel and ruthless... But among emperors, there are benevolent emperors, tyrants, and incompetent emperors, but there are also such vicious emperors, right?

At least, everything the prince has done so far is not only to consolidate the imperial power, but also to eliminate foreign enemies. However, he is taking too radical and risky actions, and one wrong move may lead to a complete failure.

With such an emperor, either Dali will fall into eternal damnation, or... it will become a dynasty that will last for thousands of years.

Dong Wenzhen gasped for air, his voice hoarse, "My actions have caused the tragic deaths of 20,000 soldiers in the camp. I have no intention of seeing their families again. The prince promised to bring the families of all the fallen soldiers to the capital, and to provide them with food and drink. I don't beg for their forgiveness, but I am sorry for the 500 brothers present..."

Dong Wenzhen paused for a moment, "At least, they died as heroes for their country, but all of you in the field will not only die, but will also be nailed to the pillar of shame with me, and will be cursed for eternity. Even your families will be looked down upon and bullied in the village. I can't make any promises, and can only beg the prince to secretly arrange for your families to be well settled afterwards..."

As soon as he finished speaking, Dong Wenzhen suddenly threw the long sword and the severed hand in his hand to the ground, raised the water and wine in front of him, and said loudly: "I am worthy of the prince! But I am only sorry for the soldiers in the camp! So if any brother wants to leave, I will definitely not stop him! Even if the news is leaked later and ruins the prince's plan, I will also admit it!"

As he spoke, Dong Wenzhen glanced at the soldiers in front of him and asked again, "Is there anyone who wants to leave now?!"

The tent fell silent again.

A moment later, everyone inside and outside the tent stood up, raised their wine bowls, saluted Dong Wenzhen from a distance, drank the wine in one gulp, and then threw it to the ground, shouting:

"I will follow General Dong till death!!!"

Dong Wenzhen was silent for a moment. To him, his entire family was killed by the Rong people. As long as Wudamu could be killed, he would not care even if more people died.

Wudamunay was the national teacher of the Rong people, an old monster who lived for more than a hundred years. He exchanged the lives of tens of thousands of people for his own life... He thought it was worth it.

So he drank the wine in the bowl, then threw the bowl to the ground and shouted:

"A real man lives between heaven and earth, and dies when he dies! What we did is the behavior of beasts! I only hope that Dong and the others can do justice to the people of the world! And bring eternal peace!!!"

"It is worthy of all the people in the world! And it brings eternal peace to the world!!!"

Deep in the mountains, the snow is falling.

Zhao Wumian looked at the smoke signals rising from the Piantou Pass and remained silent for a long time.

The purple-clothed woman looked a little anxious, and pushed Zhao Wumian's shoulder. "The Piantou Pass has been breached! The Rong tribe will march straight in next. This is a military matter, and it is beyond the control of you and me! This place is no longer safe, you should quickly pack up your belongings with me and flee from Jin..."

"Jin is not that dangerous." Zhao Wumian's face was extremely cold, but he shook his head slightly, "The prince is not that stupid. Piantou Pass is the outermost of the three outer passes. Even if Piantou Pass is breached, there are still Ningwu Pass, Yanmen Pass, and Taiyuan guarding it. The Rong tribe is the largest, so they can only enter the south of Piantou Pass, all the way to Luliang Mountain... This piece of land is less than one-tenth of Jin."

The purple-clothed woman was slightly stunned, looking stunned, "Prince? Isn't he poisoned and about to die?"

"I thought so at first, until I went to the East Palace and saw that most of Dong Yan's people were entrenched in the palace. I also thought about the Crown Prince being poisoned and Dong Yan seeking the Pearl Relic Pagoda..." Zhao Wumian shook his head slightly.

"As long as we assume that the leader of Dongyan is the prince, everything makes sense. It's not hard to guess. Moreover, Li Zhengkong helped me check the experiences of several Dongyan eunuchs before they entered the palace. It turned out that their experiences were all erased. Eunuch Lin didn't need to do such a thing. Only the prince needs to use this to conceal his identity." Zhao Wumian smiled coldly, "I guess before they entered the palace, they were all assassins of Emperor Jingzheng or the family of the 'Princess Qin'."

Strictly speaking, Emperor Jingzheng had only two wives in his life.

One is Luo Chaoyan’s mother, Queen Benchu.

The other was the "Princess of Qin" who was assassinated, leading to a series of subsequent Jingnan Campaigns.

The purple-clothed woman looked at Zhao Wumian with her beautiful eyes, and was speechless for a long time. She probably didn't expect that her little carpenter was actually a wise man with insight into the world... When she first heard that he entered the palace alone, she thought he was just a warrior who could only think with his muscles.

"Is all this part of your plan?" she asked in disbelief.

"That's not the case." Zhao Wumian shook his head. "I originally thought that the prince wanted to capture me first, find out Chao Yan's whereabouts, and then implement the plan, so that the Chu navy and Xu Ran could also be dragged into this vortex... Now that I think about it, since Wu Ming didn't show up in Qinfeng Village, he must have gone to do this."

"Is this about helping the Rong tribe break through the barrier?" The purple-clothed woman frowned tightly, "What does he think of human life? A beast!"

"He is indeed a beast, but for an emperor, whether he is kind or violent... courage and magnanimity are the most important things. The prince has the courage to gamble the fate of the Dali country, but if this move is just to deprive Prince Jin and Xu Ran of their military power, then it is not just an extreme move, but simply stupid." Zhao Wumian murmured to himself, a little puzzled.

He had no memory and didn't understand what kind of blood feud there was between Dali and the Rong clan's national teacher Wudamu, so he couldn't think of this for the time being.

"Ah? What does this have to do with Prince Jin and Xu Ran?" The purple-clothed woman asked blankly, tilting her head.

"you're too dumb."

The purple-clothed woman raised her eyebrows and was about to get angry, then she looked at Zhao Wumian and continued to talk to herself:
"The Piantou Pass has been breached, thanks to the operation of the spies. Dong Yulou is guarding Yanmen. He must have led his troops to the direction of Piantou Pass to kill the spies and win the hearts of the troops, so as to extract as much flesh and blood as possible from the King of Jin."

The purple-clothed woman blinked her eyes and decided to temporarily accept Zhao Wumian's words that she was stupid. She frowned and thought for a while, then asked, "What do you want to do next? The Crown Prince, the Rong tribe, and the King of Jin are fighting each other, and we just sit on the sidelines and watch. Isn't it wonderful?"

"It's quite comfortable. If it weren't for me, Chaoyan would have been dragged into this fight..." Zhao Wumian lowered his eyes and looked at the wooden board he had just built. He whispered, "The prince's original plan could not have been without Chaoyan and the Chu navy. Now that it is implemented in a hurry, he must be impatient. Why can't he wait?"

While thinking, Zhao Wumian smiled and said, "I hope it will be as I expected."

The purple-clothed woman stopped saying that Zhao Wumian was narcissistic. She pushed Zhao Wumian's shoulder with her hand and said, "Don't think about it. It's just a dog-eat-dog fight right now. Let's pack up our belongings and get away from this place!"

As soon as he finished speaking, he saw a strong wind blowing behind him. He turned around and saw Mu Lier, Master Xuan Cang and Liu Yeqin also flying towards him.

Mu Lier was anxious, not bothering to explain, "The Rong tribe has broken through! Hurry up and take Xiangzhu away! As the eldest daughter of King Yan, she must not die here! Otherwise, the world will be in complete chaos."

The situation was critical, and the woman in purple didn't care about the spanking that Mu Lier had given her before, and hurried forward to give the three of them a pill that could make them immune to the toxins around the house. She then greeted the three of them and spoke to them repeatedly.

"That's right, pack up your belongings quickly and leave together."

"Hey, let me collect those poisonous insects. You guys are so clumsy!"

"Tiger meat! There's more tiger meat! This is the meat that the carpenter killed. How many meals have you eaten? Take some with you on the road."

"Clothes... Just wear a bellyband and thin pants. You don't need to change your outer clothes, but you need to change your underwear. Otherwise, it will get dirty."

  "Also, there's this..." The purple-clothed woman was in a panic, and then she looked at the recliner outside the house and the swing that Zhao Wumian had just built. She pursed her red lips, her face showing hesitation and struggle.

She certainly couldn't take these things away... After they left, the Rong tribe would definitely sweep the mountains, and these reclining chairs, swings, the wooden tables and chairs that Zhao Wumian had just made, and the bowls and chopsticks would definitely be snatched away by the Rong tribe.

Thinking of this, she suddenly felt depressed.

She quietly entered the room and took out the wooden figurine she had broken from the corner of the closet.
She was silent for a while, with a complicated look in her eyes. After a while, she put it in her arms, and looked at Zhao Wumian who was standing in front of the swing, thinking about something, and shouted crisply: "Idiot! What are you still standing there for? Carry your Miss Su and run for your life!"

Things can be lost, but the carpenter cannot die... If the things are gone, just make them again.

Zhao Wumian did not reply.

He stepped on the swing he had just built, jumped to the top of the tree, and looked towards the direction of Piantou Pass.

With his excellent eyesight, he could see a dark shadow far beyond the horizon running towards this place at a very fast speed.

However, there is still some distance between them. It is dusk now, and the black shadow will not arrive here until nightfall.

Zhao Wumian flew down, was silent for a moment, then picked up the Wuhen Sword that was stuck upside down on the snow and sheathed it.

Mu Lier carried the still unconscious Su Qingqi out of the house, came to Zhao Wumian, handed Su Qingqi to him, and said hastily, "Disciple, hurry up, go down the mountain to warn the people in Hequ and nearby villages and towns, and let them escape as soon as possible."

After he finished speaking, Zhao Wumian did not reach out to take it, which made Mu Lier slightly stunned.

Zhao Wumian asked: "Can they escape?"

Mu Lier was silent for a moment, then whispered, "The Rong army has arrived. If they plan to rest for a night before moving out, the people south of Piantou Pass still have a chance to survive."

"What if they are already coming here?" Zhao Wumian asked back.

Mu Lier pursed her pink lips and said, "Those who can run fast, those who can do Qinggong, and those who have money to buy horses can run."

"Ordinary people who don't know martial arts and don't have money to buy horses deserve to die?" Zhao Wumian asked again.

Mu Lier was speechless after being asked by him. After a while, she said, "Human power is limited. The world is inherently unfair. Some people pretended to fall into the water and harmed the people who saved them, but no one punished them. Some people broke the law but were not punished. You and I cannot save everyone."

Zhao Wumian was silent for a moment, then he drew out a sword from his waist and held it horizontally in front of Mu Lier.

His expression was calm, and his tone was calm but powerful. He said, "Master, do you know why my parents gave me the name 'Zhao Wumian'?"

Mu Lier was slightly stunned.

But Zhao Wumian continued: "Once a teacher, always a father. You should know by now that Zhao Wumian... Zhao Wumian, you should not have any hatred."

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Zhao Wumian drew his sword from its sheath and said calmly, "This sword is called the Sword of No Regret. The word 'hate' here is the same as 'there should be no hate', which means there is no regret."

When Mu Lier heard this, her heart trembled suddenly, and she knew what Zhao Wumian was going to do.

She whispered:
"You and I cannot save everyone... and you are my apprentice. I learn martial arts so that one day, I can save the people around me."

Mu Lier was not afraid of the Rong army's approach. She was only afraid that something might happen to Zhao Wumian and Luo Xiangzhu, so she wanted to send them to a safe place first.

Zhao Wumian smiled slightly, "Senior Sister Xiangzhu is also Master's disciple."

The chivalrous woman who had always been carefree and carefree, now had tears in her eyes. She spoke in a tone that was almost like begging, as if whispering, "But I haven't had time to do anything for you yet."

Zhao Wumian was silent for a moment, sheathed the Wuhen Sword, and then bowed to Mu Lier and saluted solemnly.

"I have already explained all the arrangements to Chaoyan in the letter. She is not as ignorant of the world as she looks. The prince will not be her opponent, and I..." Zhao Wumian paused for a moment, then smiled.

"A lot of things have happened since I woke up, but the one that impressed me the most was the time I went to Hequ to seek benefits for the villagers of Jiangpan Village. Before I left, I said to myself, 'Zhao Wumian, Zhao Wumian, now that you are involved in such a big event, you will definitely encounter countless conspiracies and tricks in the future, but you must remember that no matter what happens, at least you must be a human being... a person with a conscience.'"

Zhao Wumian paused again, then smiled and said, "Fortunately, a month has passed and I haven't changed."

After saying that, Zhao Wumian stepped back and said, "Master, go and lead the people south of Piantou Pass to flee. I will go and buy time. Don't let the time I gain go to waste."

The purple-clothed woman had been listening. Seeing that Zhao Wumian was about to intercept the Rong soldiers, she immediately panicked and stepped forward quickly, shouting:
"Zhao Wumian! Do you still think this is the Imperial Palace? You were able to escape because the Queen was by your side, and the guards and masters of the Imperial Palace did not dare to touch you... You don't even have a bridge to communicate between heaven and earth now, so if you go there, you will die! Don't be so arrogant and disregard your life!"

Zhao Wumian paused, turned around and looked at the purple-clothed woman, and said, "So you know my name? I don't even know yours, isn't that a bit unfair?"

Hearing this, the purple-clothed woman was almost irritated to tears by Zhao Wumian. She stamped her feet and said, "I'm telling you my name, don't go! Can't we escape together? Why do you care about those people? They clearly didn't give you a single penny!"

Zhao Wumian shook his head, then remembered something and stretched out his hand to the purple-clothed woman, "They didn't give me a penny, but you are different... do you have any hidden poison with a large range? Let me use it."

“You! You just love to bully me!” The purple-clothed woman was really crying. It was unknown whether she was angry or something else. She took out several poison bottles from her bosom, wrapped them in a handkerchief, and then pushed them hard into Zhao Wumian’s hand. “That’s all! You have to pay me back if you use them!”

Zhao Wumian looked at the dark purple handkerchief, and then silently took out a relic from his arms... As soon as the relic came close to the handkerchief, it emitted an extremely intense light.

The purple-clothed woman wiped her eyes and sniffed, "What is this? Is it still glowing?"

Zhao Wumian was silent for a moment, then threw the relic to the purple-clothed woman and smiled.

"This is a treasure given to me by the nun from Xiaoxitian. I treasure it very much... Young lady, please keep it for me first."

That night, the sound of horse hooves echoed like thunder in the empty valleys and mountains.

Wuerji, wearing armor and leading two thousand elite soldiers, rushed straight towards Hequ.

The nearest town to Piantou Pass is Hequ. Apart from that, there are some sparsely populated villages.

Wuerji and the elite Rong soldiers behind him were all covered in blood and smelled blood. It was obvious that they had slaughtered all the farmers and girls in the village.

Many of them shouted to Wuerji with bloodthirsty smiles, "My king, do you know anything about the town of Hequ? Can you break into the city and massacre the whole town tonight?"

"That's right, there are too few women in Piantouguan, and there are too many of us, there's not enough to go around."

"I have to say, the women in the Central Plains are really attractive. Their skin is white and tender. The wolf-like women in the grasslands can't compare to them at all."

"After we enter the city, how will we divide the beauties?"

Wuerji smiled slightly when he heard the words behind him. He would not destroy their morale, so he said: "Hequ is just an ordinary town. The guards are at most a thousand people, but they are not elite... The elite are all in Piantou Pass. I killed them all a long time ago!"

"That's true."

There were bursts of laughter behind me.

Going straight along the mountain road, you will soon enter the plain, where the view is endless.

At night, the lights of the river bend are extremely conspicuous.

When they saw their target, all the Rong people were excited and wanted to rush into the city on the spot, kill the men and rob the women.

But as the distance got closer, the scene in their eyes became clearer.

Suddenly, Wuerji whipped his whip and shouted, "Slow down!"

As soon as these words were spoken, two thousand Rong people stopped at once. Although their words were crude and unstructured, their actions were orderly.

Wuerji narrowed his eyes and looked forward carefully.

However, about three miles away from the river bend, a figure could be seen in the distance.

This man was wearing a green shirt with bamboo patterns, a horizontal sword hanging from his waist, and his elbow resting on the sword's scabbard. His posture was not serious, but he had a presence that could not be ignored.

The snow was falling and the moonlight was shining. A few snowflakes had accumulated on the man's shoulders. It was obvious that he had been waiting here for a while.

Judging from his face, he is handsome, but probably only about twenty years old.

Wuerji frowned, "A person came here to intercept us? An ambush?"

Urji was not stupid. Seeing this young man standing alone in front of the city, he knew something was obviously wrong.

His deputy general was also somewhat doubtful, but said: "We have come all the way here since we broke through the pass. Time is short. If there are really elite soldiers from the Central Plains ambushing in the city, then it can only be that Wu Ming is a double agent who has harmed us."

This is true. Wu Ming does want their lives, but their lives must be killed by Dong Yulou to be valuable to the prince.

Wuerji thought so, but then he heard someone behind him say, "If this guy really wanted to stop us, why would he use a horizontal sword? Long spears, strong bows and powerful crossbows are the weapons in the army. Judging from his appearance, he must be a warrior from the Central Plains. For the sake of the so-called people of the world, he came to stop us in a fit of rage. Look, he doesn't even have a horse."

"Yes, yes, just like that guy Mei Chong or something. He thought he was working for the people of Liming, but he didn't know he had already fallen into our trap."

As soon as the words fell, laughter broke out one after another.

They did not cover up their voices. When the man in green heard this, his expression did not change at all. He just looked at them indifferently, but he was actually counting the number of people and talking to himself in a low voice.

"Not tens of thousands... At first glance, there should be between one thousand and three thousand people..."

Urji was still puzzled. With his long experience in high positions, he couldn't imagine that someone would go alone to face a thousand cavalrymen for such a childish and ridiculous reason as "protecting the people".

Not to mention Wuerji, even Crown Prince Luo Shuzhi would not have thought that there would be such people in the world.

Wuerji, Luo Shuzhi, and Wu Ming could not think of it, but Mei Chongyang and Su Qingqi would think of it. In fact, if it were Mei Chongyang and Su Qingqi, they would both make the same choice as Zhao Wumian.

That's the difference between them.

Just in case, Wuerji shouted loudly, "Who are you? Tell me your name!"

Zhao Wumian lowered his elbow slightly and slowly pulled out the sword from behind his waist. The blade reflected a beautiful color under the moonlight.

He said calmly: "Zhao Wumian."

Most of the Rong people didn't hear clearly, and someone laughed and said, "Woman, can't you speak loudly?"

Wuerji was the most skilled in martial arts, so he heard it clearly and breathed a sigh of relief. "He's not the martial arts champion, nor the general who led the troops. He's the Central Plains warrior that Wu Ming mentioned... What's there to be afraid of?"

He smiled coldly, waved the whip in his hand, and said indifferently: "Kill him and enter the river bend."

"Boy! Die!"

The Rong people immediately squeezed their horses' bellies, laughed loudly, and charged towards Zhao Wumian with guns in hand.

Zhao Wumian stood as tall as a pine tree, with thousands of lights behind him. He looked coldly at the thousands of cavalrymen charging towards him.

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First of all, I would like to thank all the book friends who have read all the way here. I am really grateful. Without your support, I would definitely not be able to write here.

But this is a long novel, and the plot has a beginning, a middle, and an end, and the plot also needs to unfold step by step.

Book friends who start cursing the author after reading only one chapter, I hope they can be more patient with the author.

I really want to write a good story and write some flesh-and-blood characters.

Instead of simply getting acquainted and having a conflict in the first chapter, the enemy mocking the protagonist in the second chapter and causing hatred, the protagonist showing off in front of others and getting slapped in the face in the third chapter, and then searching corpses to obtain treasures and breaking through in the fourth chapter, and then repeating the cycle over and over again.

Admittedly, this is the first time I write a martial arts novel, so there are some shortcomings in various aspects, but the fact that you have spent money to follow this far at least proves that you book friends are aware of my writing style, right?
I hope I can give the author some patience so that I can finish the story and the characters in it. Thank you very much.

In addition, there is the extra story.

The number of votes for Guan Nun is far ahead. How should I put it? It's normal. She is the heroine I have spent the most time and effort on so far. The plots of the other heroines have not been developed much yet.

So there is nothing to say. Tomorrow I will write a 2000-word extra chapter and post it in the group. (But there is no embarrassing plot with Guan Nun yet, so the extra chapter is just a fiction.)
that's all.

Thanks again! Thank you to all the readers who are willing to spend money to read this!
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