Chapter 572 "Welcome Governor Zhao!"
Chapter 572 "Welcome Governor Zhao!"
"Watch what I do?"
Zhao Duan faced everyone's strange gazes and asked with a smile.
Several people remained silent, their minds still recalling everything that had just happened in a flash.
The situation, which was originally precarious, was completely reversed by Zhao Duan in a short breath.
Not only did he kill Kongzhu with his own hands, but even Guangyuan's death was apparently caused by Zhao Duan.
The strangest thing is that, in such a hurry, no one understood how Zhao Duan did it.
"You... weren't you in the dream of the Dragon Girl? By the way, where is the Dragon Girl?"
Yuxiu raised her wrist, recalled the jade flying sword, and looked around vigilantly.
In her opinion, a wild god of this level was not something Zhao Duan could deal with.
This is also the reason why she didn't come to rescue just now.
Even with Yuxiu's abilities, she lacked the ability to save him.
“Oh, you mean that wild god…” Zhao Duan exhaled and smiled, “I guess it can be said that I have tamed him for the time being.”
In the last level of the Dream Tower, Pei Niannu fought with the Dragon Girl and successfully sealed her in a lotus.
The last scene before Zhao Duan left the dream was Pei Niannu throwing the Qinglian to him.
After he finished speaking, he tried to clench his left hand, and strands of light gathered in his palm, condensing into an illusory blue lotus woven by Buddha's light, swaying in the night.
The only difference is that compared to the beginning, the petals of the green lotus have now turned into the shape of dragon scales, and in the heart of the lotus is a pocket-sized "pond" in which a thumb-sized silver-haired dragon girl is rolling and swimming.
At this moment, half of his body came out, and he raised his translucent little face and looked at Zhao Duan.
But in its cold, divine eyes, there was now a hint of closeness.
"This……"
When they saw the Dragon Girl appear, Yuxiu, Jinjian and others changed their expressions. They turned around in unison and faced their backs to Zhao Duan.
Avoid looking into the eyes of the Dragon Girl.
Only Zhong Pan looked at them speechlessly and said in a deep voice:
"Don't worry, since Zhao Duan can command wild gods, he won't hurt you."
Then, Zhong Pan raised his eyes to look at the Buddha Light Blue Lotus and sighed:
“Wild gods like the Dragon Girl can enter people’s dreams and do not need to exist in the outside world.
The box just now is its shelter in the outside world.
Because it has been fed by the Shenlong Temple for many years, it has already developed Buddha nature. Now it can merge with your blue lotus and join the group. This is truly a gift from heaven and earth and a coincidence. I'm afraid that the blue lotus now has even more wonderful uses.
I remember that the blue lotus blessed by the Buddha could not be shown to the outside world, but after being integrated with this wild god, it can be taken by you...
However, once you have subdued a wild god, you should not use it frequently to prevent it from escaping.
When you have raised it for a long time and become more familiar with this wild god, you will be able to command it with ease."
Zhao Duan listened carefully and tried to touch the dragon girl with his fingers, but before he could touch her, the dragon girl seemed to be frightened and plunged into the halo of the green lotus's heart with a "plop", refusing to come out again.
He spread his palms, letting the green lotus disappear and return to his body, and bowed respectfully to the little Taoist priest:
"Thank you, senior brother, for clarifying my doubts!"
I am also feeling emotional in my heart.
There are more and more strange things in my body now... The "Dragon Soul" that has been sleeping as if dead, Pei Niannu who has independent consciousness, and now there is a wild god...
He suddenly thought of Gongshu Tianyuan and the wild god "fox fairy" in the big bamboo tube that he carried all day.
Now that I think about it, Gongshu Tianyuan carried the fox fairy on his back every day just to get closer to the wild god, right?
"No need to thank me, I should be the one feeling ashamed."
Zhong Pan shook his head, his naturally ferocious face showing shame. He put the crimson sword behind his back and sighed:
"It almost put you in danger."
Zhao Duan, who has high emotional intelligence, smiled and skipped the topic:
"Brother, you are joking. If you hadn't helped, I would have been killed by these bald guys. Hey, where is the temple guardian tiger? Did you kill it?"
Zhong Pan spread out his broad right hand, with a black tiger mark imprinted on his palm, and explained:
"The wild god is also a god and cannot be killed. I am afraid of letting the tiger go back to the mountains, so I temporarily seal it in my body and will find a way to deal with it later."
Zhao Duan suddenly realized something, slapped his head, reached into his arms, took out the silver scroll, poured out a bunch of bottles and jars, and distributed them to everyone:
"This fight has consumed a lot of energy. Hurry up and recover. Next, we have to capture Xu Jingtang."
A fight may sound slow, but it is actually very fast.
It wasn’t long since they left Prince Huai’s Mansion.
However, the battle caused a lot of noise, and many people living near the city were awakened and hid in their houses, not daring to show their heads.
Considering the control that Prince Mu’s Palace has over Jingchuan County, I’m afraid it won’t be long before they learn of the changes here.
Therefore, Zhao Duan and his team did not have much time left.
Everyone was not polite and immediately divided the pills and swallowed them to recover their fighting strength as quickly as possible.
There isn't much else in the palace armory, but it has a rich variety of elixirs.
He stockpiled a large number of them before leaving Beijing.
Zhao Duan fed himself a pill, feeling the pill sliding down his esophagus, his Qi sea boiling again, gradually filling up. He breathed a sigh of relief, sat cross-legged on the ground, regulating his breathing, and said to himself with a self-deprecating tone:
"But this battle also has its benefits. If these monks were with Xu Jingtang, we might really be defeated if they were combined with the experts around Xu Jingtang... Now that we have eliminated them individually, the number of people left around Xu Jingtang will definitely be greatly reduced."
Everyone thought it made sense and felt relieved.
Considering that the war is still going on at the front line, Prince Mu's Mansion must have mobilized a large number of experts to the front line, and also sent a group to escort supplies and withdraw to Yunfu.
The defensive force around Xu Jingtang was destined to be weak.
They even felt that perhaps the capture and killing process would be extremely smooth.
"Clang!"
Jin Jian came over and threw the heavy alms bowl to Zhao Duan. The young priestess picked up the broken glasses and put them on her nose with some pain. She said:
"The spoils are yours."
This is the magic weapon of diabolo.
At the last moment, I threw it at her, but she picked it up.
Huh? Has the money-grubber changed her nature? She doesn't even want such a valuable thing? Zhao Duan looked at her in surprise.
Jin Jian, wearing cracked glasses, raised his chin, snorted proudly, and said confidently:
"Change it into money for me!"
After a pause, he added: "I only take what I deserve!"
"..."
Okay, you are worthy of it... Zhao Duan almost couldn't hold it anymore. He didn't know what was going on in this guy's little head every day. He seemed to be willing to risk his life for money...
Zhao Duan didn't hesitate, he put away the bowl and said with a smile:
"You did a good job. I'll give you a bonus when I get back."
Jin Jian's mouth curled up, and he was very happy!
He thought he was very clever, as he used a Buddhist instrument that did not belong to him and was of no use to him, and exchanged it for a large sum of money.
Yuxiu also came over and threw a tin staff to Zhao Duan:
"Without you, I couldn't kill Guangyuan's magic weapon, so it belongs to you."
Zhao Duan shook his head and said, "Master, Guangyuan was killed by you..."
Yuxiu glanced at him and said:
"Take it, and my sister's affair will be written off."
Zhao Duan was stunned for a moment, then he looked at the Taoist priestess's eyes, smiling and nodding:
"Okay. When I return to the army, I will issue an order to pardon Nie Yurong. I will no longer interfere with what she wants to do in the future."
A fight.
From this battle, except for the "Temple Guardian Divine Tiger" which could not be given to him because it was suppressed by Zhong Pan, the other three trophies were all in his hands.
Zhao Duan put it away.
This is the end of the division.
At this time, the people who had been sitting cross-legged in meditation had gradually recovered and were ready to continue their journey to Baishi Manor.
Complete the final step of tonight's hunt.
"Cough cough..." Ji Yue quietly got up and wanted to follow, but couldn't help coughing up a pool of blood.
Zhao Duan glanced at Jiyue, who looked listless, and frowned:
"Is the injury serious?"
Judge Zhong glanced at her and said:
"She was hit by the diabolo and her meridians were broken. She needs to rest for at least one or two months."
"I... am fine..." Xiao Shekong insisted and tried to protest.
But Zhao Duan interrupted him and said seriously:
"In that case, you stay in the city and don't need to get involved in the follow-up."
Seeing Jiyue open her mouth, he smiled and said:
"However, although you don't have to go to the battlefield, there is another important mission for you."
Ji Yue was stunned, with her hair scattered and her white pupils showing confusion: "What... mission?"
"Guarding the door." Zhao Duan said seriously.
He also brought the [Two Life Gate] with him on this trip, and originally planned to use it when he arrived near the Baishi Garden.
He changed his mind temporarily. He felt that Xu Jingtang was not that easy to kill, so he planned to let everyone pass through the [Liangsheng Gate] first.
Then place this talisman in the city, so that if you encounter danger, you can be teleported back to the city.
He had great trust in this talisman that could break free from Zhao Shixiong's long sword.
……
……
Yuan Feng stood on a high place, overlooking the fighting in the night. His square face looked extremely excited under the light of the fire.
Golden "suns" rise from the ground, soar into the sky, hover in the air, and take a while to go out.
This is a special "night sun firework" made of talismans, specially designed for large-scale lighting at night.
Under the strong light, the imperial army and the Yunfu rebels were fighting on the plain.
When it was dark, the two sides met nearby and started a head-on confrontation, fighting on and off in between. The rebels led by the Second Young Master fought and retreated.
The Five Army Battalions under Yuan Feng were eager to fight a good battle. They cooperated with the elite border troops under Zhao Shixiong to fight against the Yunfu rebels whose morale had been greatly reduced, and they always had the upper hand.
But the rebels relied on the geographical advantage and put up a desperate fight, and eventually managed to keep their men here.
"Jingchuan Town is in the distance. As long as we defeat these rebels, we can march straight in and take back the western line of the Huai River." Yuan Feng said.
He turned his head and looked at a shorter figure beside him, who was not wearing any armor but only a warrior's shirt, and pointed at something:
"I heard that Xu Jingtang split up the Southwestern Frontier Army, leaving half of them in Yunfu and handing them over to General Zhao. They were also disbanded troops. Otherwise, I really want to see how brave the complete Southwestern Frontier Army is."
Zhao Shixiong did not say anything, but stared at the battlefield ahead, frowning slightly, and said:
"Something's not quite right."
"Oh?" Yuan Feng was stunned.
Zhao Shixiong said: "There are only a few masters in Prince Mu's mansion."
Yuan Feng breathed a sigh of relief and said with a smile:
"Xu Jingtang wanted to preserve his strength and retreat to Yunfu, so he naturally wouldn't send out all his troops. What's so strange about that?"
Zhao Shixiong still shook his head:
"It's OK that there are fewer strong men in the army, but the people from the Shenlong Temple and the Baiyi Sect didn't show up either."
Yuan Feng hesitated and said, "Perhaps they are unwilling to contribute to this battle that is bound to be lost..."
Zhao Shixiong shook his head again and turned around, his tiger eyes shining brightly in the firelight:
"But if he is unwilling to send enough experts, how can Xu Jingtang have the confidence to stop me with this mob?"
Yuan Feng was stunned for a moment, and this time, he finally understood.
What Zhao Shixiong emphasized was not to stop the imperial army, but to stop him, Zhao Shixiong himself!
Yes!
Others may not know Zhao Shixiong's martial arts skills, but King Mu must know it.
If we don't send enough high-end combat forces to the army, then Zhao Shixiong only needs to avoid the military formation and take advantage of the night to kill the enemy commander alone. Wouldn't it be easy to defeat the enemy?
Would Xu Jingtang make such a low-level mistake?
"Or... maybe the expert is hiding in the enemy's camp and has not taken any action." Yuan Feng tried to find the answer.
Zhao Shixiong thought about it and suddenly laughed:
"Instead of guessing, let's find out!"
After saying that, he stretched out his right arm, and a large black Guandao was pulled out from the air ripples!
The bearded and not very tall "skinny tiger" from the southwest laughed heartily:
"Gongsun, beat the drum for your husband! Commander Yuan, raid the battlefield for Zhao!"
The plump woman with two swords on her back ran towards the nearby war drum without saying a word. Gongsun held the drumstick in his hand and stretched his body in the night and under the firelight:
"Boom!"
"Boom!"
"Boom!"
Amid the sound of war drums, Zhao Shixiong bent his knees and lowered his waist, holding the Soul-Breaking Sword, and flew into the air!
Go straight to the enemy camp!
"General, enter the battle!"
The southwestern border soldiers on the plain heard the drumbeats, looked up suddenly, and watched with piety and admiration as a figure flew in the air, passing over countless heads and running towards the enemy's flag.
"Stop now!"
In the military camp, the second young master who was commanding the battle changed his expression. An officer next to him picked up a huge hammer, jumped up and rushed towards Zhao Shixiong, roaring like thunder.
He is also a warrior at the secular level, and is also a family general carefully cultivated by Prince Mu's Mansion.
"cut--"
Zhao Shixiong slashed in mid-air, and the head of the military expert holding the heavy hammer fell to the ground! Blood gushed into the sky like a fountain!
In the remaining half of the body, a vague soul turned around in horror, but was annihilated by a light wave of the [Soul-Breaking Sword].
Zhao Shixiong shook his long sword and looked at the front of the military camp. He felt no joy in his heart as he saw the second young master who had disappeared and escaped.
Instead, my heart sank...
"The front line is so weak..."
Zhao Shixiong looked into the distance at Jingchuan Town in the darkness and had a bad feeling.
……
……
Jingchuan town.
A black carriage sped across the mountains and forests.
A huge garden finally appeared in front of us.
"This is it. According to the intelligence, Xu Jingtang should be stationed here."
Zhao Duan compared the map, raised his head and looked at the building in front.
Judge Zhong pulled the reins and stopped the carriage.
Five people jumped out of the carriage, and then walked towards Baishi Garden under the cover of night.
This time, because he was uncertain about the internal situation, in order to avoid making mistakes, Zhao Duan did not choose to let Jin Jian open the "portal".
Direct random entry.
Instead, he planned to attack from the main gate.
Outside the garden, there were indeed some soldiers patrolling and standing guard, holding torches as a warning.
"Something is not right, be careful,"
Zhao Duan observed for a moment and whispered:
"There is fighting on the front line, the rear is being evacuated, and tonight is the time to forcibly take away the local nobles. Logically speaking, the garden as the center should not be so quiet..."
Zhong Pan took the big sword from his back and said calmly:
“But it’s done.”
Zhao Duan nodded. Now that things had come to this, he had to go in and take a look no matter what was wrong.
Even though Ji Yue has withdrawn, the remaining five people are enough to deal with any changes.
"This time, I will be in the lead."
Zhong Pan took the initiative to step forward and act as a forward, as if he wanted to make up for his poor performance in the previous battle.
Zhao Duan did not try to be brave and quietly protected everyone in front of him.
The group did not alert the patrolling troops outside. The golden tablet distorted the moonlight, making everyone invisible, and they entered the Baishi Garden openly.
Then he followed the streets in the garden all the way to the back house.
Everything along the way was normal. Servants and maids patrolled the garden with lanterns, creating a peaceful atmosphere.
However, this kind of peace made Zhao Duan feel even more uneasy. He did not forget the hint Zhang Yanyi gave him.
He reached out and touched the brocade bag in his sleeve and continued walking forward.
soon.
They entered the back house safely without disturbing anyone.
Soon he discovered that there wasn't even a servant here.
The whole house was brightly lit, yet strangely quiet. The only exceptions were the hanging lanterns, which were flickering with pale flames.
Finally, when the five of them jumped into the courtyard where Xu Jingtang lived, a familiar voice suddenly came to Zhao Duan's ears:
"As Your Highness expected, the fighting on the front line was just a feint. What we really need to guard against are the assassins coming from the north."
"Everyone, stop hiding and come out."
Jin Jian exclaimed, raised his head, and said, "The sky is overcast!"
At this moment, the originally clear night sky in the garden was suddenly covered with countless dark clouds, blocking the moonlight and leaving only dim starlight.
The figures of Zhao Duan and others naturally emerged from invisibility.
He raised his head and was surprised to see a feminine-looking man in his twenties walking out of the inner hall in front of him.
The corners of his mouth were habitually raised, giving people the impression that he was smiling all the time, but that smile always contained a hint of arrogance and sarcasm, as if it was a superior character developed from being in a high position for a long time.
"It's you!" Zhao Duan's pupils dilated.
I recognized the person instantly.
The young master of the Baiyi Sect, Shiluoyi!
(End of this chapter)