It was pitch black on Weihu Lake, and birds flew across the lake like nightingales, creating ripples.
Between several horizontal ripples, a vertical water wave passed through it. At first it was the character "Feng", but later it became an unrecognizable ghost symbol.
The closer you are to the other shore, the slower the speed of the dry waves will be, for fear that the movement will be too loud to attract people's attention.
The soldiers of the Southern Zhou Dynasty who were working overtime to build fortifications on Muqiao never imagined that there were three people swimming faster than a fishing boat under the bridge at this time.
Qian Lang is a top master, and his martial arts skills are actually very powerful. Even Heng Wenhao can't beat him when fighting in the water, but because of this magical skill, people always ignore his martial arts skills.
Zhao Cheng once commented on him, saying that if Qian Lang became a pirate, it would be a disaster for Dajing and Southern Zhou Dynasty.
Fortunately, when Qi Bainian fell, Yuan Yun subdued him and prevented him from going astray.
Zhao Wudao: "There is no need to dock. Heng Wenhao and I can climb up along the foot of the bridge."
"Okay." Heng Wenhao responded and asked: "Brother Qianlang, will soaking in water affect your rest?"
Ganlang said: "I can float on the water and sleep, which is safer than on the shore."
Heng Wenhao said assuredly: "That's no problem, just stop at the foot of the bridge in front."
After the dry waves stopped, Zhao Wu and Heng Wenhao quickly adjusted their breathing.
Qian Lang said: "I used to often follow Mr. Qi to fight pirates. I may have more experience on the battlefield than the two of you. I have to remind you that no matter how much trouble you make after going up, you must not fall."
"Once you fall down amid the siege of the rebel army, even the Grandmaster may not be able to get up."
"Remember it." Heng Wenhao nodded.
This is indeed valuable practical experience. Although there are masters in this world, they are not extraordinary.
If the reference object is ordinary soldiers, a first-class master may be able to escape from a hundred people, and a top master can kill a hundred people, but facing thousands of people, even a master cannot say that he can escape with all his strength.
What's more, the two of them will face 20,000 people.
Of course, this is just an example. After all, their destination is Dusk Bridge. There are not many soldiers on the bridge, and they are all militiamen building fortifications.
"My fighting style is relatively stable." Zhao Wu glanced at Heng Wenhao and said, "Your sword skills are very flashy, so you have to be more careful."
"Who's showing off?" Heng Wenhao argued: "I'll cut them one by one!"
Zhao Wudao: "What did the master tell me? Kill less people and destroy more fortifications."
"I'll just use an analogy."
"Okay, you two, let's go before no one notices."
Gan Lang reminded again: "When you retreat, don't think about the location of the water. Don't worry, as long as you are under the bridge, I will definitely be able to find you."
Heng Wenhao patted Qian Lang on the shoulder and said, "I will leave my back to Zhao Wu and my life to you."
This is a great trust, Qian Lang was a little moved, cupped his fists and said: "Take care, you two!"
Zhao Wu didn't say much. He just hugged the foot of the bridge, walked around to the inside, and climbed up along the pillar.
Heng Wenhao followed closely and climbed to the foot of the bridge opposite Zhao Wu.
The two of them hibernated under the bridge for a while, gestured to each other, and then jumped onto the Dusk Bridge at the same time.
Jump up.
Draw the knife!
Gan Lang looked at the two leaping figures in the water, like two ghosts under the moonlight.
Before the two men's feet even landed on the bridge, the killing had already begun.
Zhao Wu took action with two broken swords. One sword fell from the sky and struck down, breaking all the horses within ten meters in front of him.
Heng Wenhao directly used the second sword to 'cut thunder and cut hemp'. When facing the soldiers of the Southern Zhou Dynasty, he just used the sword lightly. It was as light as silk, but it could wipe the neck accurately. When destroying those deer villages, it seemed as if What he held in his hand was a heavy hammer, which could smash Luzhai to pieces with one strike.
Zhao Wu looked in the direction of Muqiaokou. He saw Juma and Luzhai densely packed with people. There were also some sidecars parked at the head of the bridge. He couldn't help but exclaimed in surprise: "Yang Qingzhi's speed is too fast. If we wait until tomorrow, the Muqiaokou will be closed." They built it into a fortress."
Heng Wenhao nodded and said: "This is the only chance."
The Southern Zhou Army finally responded.
"Someone is hijacking the camp!"
"Come on! Arrest them!"
The militiamen who were building the fortifications retreated in fear, and the Southern Zhou army came from both sides of Muqiao.
Zhao Wu looked at each side and said: "I didn't see that bear."
Heng Wenhao said: "He suffered some internal injuries that day, so he probably won't come to join in the fun."
Zhao Wudao: "Then start?"
Heng Wenhao nodded heavily.
Seeing the Southern Zhou soldiers on both sides coming to kill him, Zhao Wu ignored him, put his broken sword back into its sheath, took out a bottle of wine from his backpack, and poured it on the fortifications.
"What a wonderful fairy wine, what a pity!"
Heng Wenhao circled with Zhao Wu as the center, blocking the charging Southern Zhou soldiers for him.
Among them, one of the Nan Zhou soldiers rushed too fast, and Heng Wenhao's workload was too heavy, so he missed him.
Zhao Wuze stumbled and tripped the Nanzhou soldier, then hugged the Nanzhou soldier and poured the unfinished immortal wine into his mouth.
"You are so lucky, you can drink wine that you can't afford before you die."
The Southern Zhou soldier was given a few mouthfuls of wine, but before he could even taste the taste of the wine, his neck was twisted by Zhao Wuyi.
After pouring the last bottle of wine, Zhao Wu turned around and said: "Gather up your strength."
"receive!"
Heng Wenhao responded, and suddenly used his first sword, "Quick Sword to Make Flowers", and killed more than a dozen people in a row. The light of the sword illuminated the bridge, and the Southern Zhou soldiers behind him stopped moving.
At the same time, Zhao Wu drew his knife, struck Heng Wenhao's knife, and then pulled it down along the blade.
Tsk tsk tsk!!!
A flash of fire appeared between the two swords. Zhao Wu took advantage of the power of the sword and continued to exert force, extending the fire to the bridge deck and falling into the wine.
boom!
Fire!
Zhao Wu and Heng Wenhao didn't stop. They fought hard again and ignited the wine on the other side.
Boom boom boom!!!
In an instant, the fire quickly spread on the fortifications, forcing the charging Southern Zhou army back.
The clothes of Zhao Wu and Heng Wenhao also started to burn. They looked at each other and jumped off from different directions.
Plop!!
The Nanzhou Army looked under the bridge and could no longer see the two men.
"What a bullshit, put out the fire quickly!!!" An angry shout came from the Southern Zhou army.
…
In the woods, the scout on the tree flew down and landed beside Yuan Zhang, saying: "Your Majesty, we succeeded!"
Yuan Zhang turned his head and glanced at Zhao Cheng, saying: "Yu Jin, don't charge with us, stay with Zhao Cheng to protect him."
"yes!"
"Take off the black flowers, Zhao Yan."
"exist!!"
Yuan Zhang slowly raised his spear and said sternly: "Charge with me!!!"
…
Outside the entrance of Muqiao.
After seeing the flames on the bridge, Cai Qiong, who was leaning on the ground, got up, patted his armor, and took the sword from his subordinate.
"Huangshi, Yuan Qi."
"Here!!" A bald man and a gentle-looking young general stood up to accept the order.
Cai Qiong said: "General Huang, you lead five thousand cavalry and three thousand northern guards to break up the formation of the Southern Zhou Army!"
"yes!"
"General Yuan, you lead 10,000 infantrymen to follow the cavalry. After the formation of the Southern Zhou army disperses, ignore the Muqiao entrance and go straight to Muqiao!"
"yes!"
"The other two thousand people follow me!" Cai Qiong mounted his horse. Returning to the battlefield refreshed him. He raised his sword and shouted: "The dogs of the Southern Zhou Dynasty have entered our Yunjing County. Hold on to the weapons in your hands.