Volume 1 Battle in the Sand Garden Chapter 29 Front and Arrow vs.
That night, Qin Chong had a dream. In the dream, Yu Qing retracted his confession in court and falsely accused the Qin family of being a bandit. Dozens of members of the family were all tied up. Yao Pingyuan smiled ferociously and raised the butcher knife.
Qin Chong woke up from his dream, covered in sweat. He was stunned for a long time, still feeling palpitating.
Qin Zhong couldn't sleep anymore, so he got up, dressed, opened the door and walked out.
The sky was gloomy and dull, with thin strands of rain falling on his face, giving him a cool feeling. Looking from a distance, there was a faint light on the horizon, which seemed to be around four or five o'clock in the morning. Qin Zhong stood still in the courtyard.
, his feet were uneven, his eyes were slightly closed, his shoulders were slumped, his hands were like holding a ball, and he began to slowly adjust his breathing.
A set of Tai Chi, flowing clouds and flowing water, and the inner essence of dragon and tiger. In the last life, Qin Zhong learned Tai Chi and worked hard. In this life, Qin Zhong does not know if there is Tai Chi in the world. However, Qingyun should have never seen Tai Chi.
Fist, otherwise I wouldn’t be so surprised that day. Maybe it’s really unique?
Thinking that the eight methods of Tai Chi would one day shine in the Song Dynasty, I couldn't help but feel excited.
Soon, his mind returned to his dream. Yu Qing was like a shadow, always covering the Qin family. He wandered around for a long time, but he couldn't think of a solution. He couldn't kill him with one knife, right? Suddenly, Qin
Zhong stopped dead in his tracks, his eyes flashing fiercely, and murmured to himself, "Why not?"
He was severely shocked by his own thoughts.
The reason why people in the world are willing to abide by the rules is because the rules can protect themselves. In a society ruled by law, once the rules are broken, they will be punished by the rules. Qin Zhong’s soul comes from later generations, and for a while, he still has the inertia of thinking, so,
Obeying the law has become a shackles that troubles him.
However, the reality he faced at this time was that the powerful were extravagant and lustful, the gentry did whatever they wanted, and the common people swallowed their anger and had no way to complain even if they had grievances. Yao Ping was eyeing from afar, and Yu Qing was evil-hearted. At this moment of life and death, who can
Can you help the Qin family? The government? That's a joke.
Profit is always the carrion of the pursuit of power.
Strength is the yardstick for measuring the scope of the right to speak.
At this moment, Qin Zhong seemed to have an epiphany, and his thoughts suddenly became clear. The rain fell harder, turning from drizzle to raindrops. In the blink of an eye, the ground had accumulated water, and there was a bright light. Qin Zhong didn't realize it.
He stood quietly in the rain, letting the rain wet his clothes and turned him into a drowned rat.
All destiny arrangements have their reasons.
If you don't understand it yet, it's because you haven't understood it yet.
When eating in the morning, Qin Zhong saw Aunt Liu again. In just one day, Aunt Liu seemed to have aged seven or eight years. She did not wear any of her favorite hairpins. Her face was pale, and her eyes were dark and dark.
Deeply tired. As soon as he saw Qin Zhong, his eyes lit up and he walked over in a hurry.
"Third brother." Aunt Liu asked, "Do you have any news about your elder brother?"
"Not yet." Qin Zhong lowered his head to eat and responded casually.
"No." Aunt Liu twisted her face and shouted sharply, "Xiao'er must be in the military camp, Xiao'er must be in the military camp." As she said that, she grabbed Qin Chong's sleeve, "How much? How much does it cost?"
Are you willing to let him go?"
"What are you looking at?" Aunt Yun took two steps forward, pulled Aunt Liu's hand away, and scolded, "Are they all dead? How unbecoming would it be to help Aunt Liu back quickly?" A group of maids and women hurriedly came up.
He stepped forward to help Aunt Liu. However, Aunt Liu refused to leave. She stared at Qin Zhong and grabbed her hands, completely losing her past demeanor.
"Okay." Qin Zhong sighed, stood up and said, "I'm going to the military camp right now."
"Okay, okay, okay." Aunt Liu seemed to be exhausted and no longer had the strength to struggle.
After all, Aunt Liu is also his father's concubine, and Qin Chong doesn't want to cause too much trouble. After all, Qin Xiao is his eldest brother. Although they are not the same mother, they both have the same surname. Now he is hiding in a cave, spending all day
Feeling anxious, it was time to let him go home. After that, he accompanied Aunt Yun and walked out of the dining hall.
Looking at the sky, the clouds have cleared and the fog has dispersed. The morning sun has risen, casting golden light.
It rained for a while at dawn, but then it cleared up.
"Third brother, Yu Qing is missing." Aunt Yun said softly, a little worried. On the first day she took office, Yu Qing disappeared, which made Aunt Yun feel unhappy. The servants in the house were gossiping behind their backs.
The most important thing is that the account books in the front yard have not been handed over, and she is afraid of laying hidden dangers.
"Don't worry, Aunt Yun." Qin Zhong looked at no one around and whispered, "Yu Qing has been arrested."
"Ah?" Aunt Yun was surprised and stared at Qin Zhong.
"Yesterday, I asked Aunt Liu to resign him." Qin Zhong said, "This person has nothing to do with the Qin family anymore."
"Is that so?" Aunt Yun patted her chest, slowly digesting the news.
"Aunt Yun also needs to carefully check the accounts handled by Yu Qing."
"Yes, yes, I have to check quickly." Aunt Yun left Qin Zhong and left in a hurry.
Qin Chong also took Sanbao'er with him and went out to the military camp. He had already decided that Yu Qing had a vicious mind and would never give him a chance to bite back. But seeing him flee after hearing the news, it was obvious that he was deeply involved with the Langshan bandits. He escaped.
But instead of going to Dali or crossing the river to Heyang, he rushed to Beicheng. There must be a conspiracy in this.
"You go buy some food and wine and wait for me in the cave." Qin Zhong said.
"Okay." San Bao'er is now in charge of money and has the confidence to speak.
Seeing San Bao'er walking away, Qin Zhong walked towards the Xiaoqi camp unhurriedly.
Today, the military camp is bustling with excitement and applause. A martial arts competition is taking place on the vast school grounds. The soldiers are almost all gathered here when they are not on duty. Whenever the border troops choose horses, the Xiaoqi camp is like a Chinese New Year.
This kind of thing happened very often to Qin Zhong, so he didn't take it seriously. He squeezed into the crowd and found his master Shi Yong.
The competition on the field is about riding skills, with one team from the knight camp and one team from the frontier army, and the two sides compete. In the end, the team with the most people left immediately wins. Of course, this is a game at this time, and real guys will not be used. Each person has a stick.
The stick and the head of the stick are wrapped with white cloth to prevent accidental injury. It can be used as a stick or a gun.
In the past, the Xiaoqi battalion had more victories than defeats, but it had developed a sense of arrogance and looked down upon the frontier troops at all.
The Xiaoqi Battalion guards the racecourse and rides horses at will every day. Naturally, their riding skills are not bad. Not to mention their combat prowess, their riding skills alone are far ahead of the frontier army. The frontier army is short of horses, so it is not easy to train a cavalryman. However,
, in the contest with Xixia, the cavalry suffered the most losses. Therefore, most of the cavalry in the frontier army were novices.
However, today was different, Xiaoqiying encountered an opponent.
"Kang Dingjun." Not long after Qin Chong sat down, he suddenly realized when he saw the Xiaoqi camp was defeated.
"Yeah." Shi Yong nodded dullly. The Xiaoqi battalion lost, and everyone was disgraced. This was already the second game, and there were only two people left. The first game was even worse, and they were caught off guard.
The army was destroyed.
"Haha." A burst of laughter came from the center of the field.
A big black man sat cross-legged on a horse skillfully, smiling forward and backward. This man's appearance was very different from that of the Central Plains. His nose bridge was slightly higher, his lips were wide, and he actually had a bald head. I heard veterans say that he was a Qiang person.
They come from the same clan as Xixia Dangxiang. There are many Qiang people in the border army, who are called Tibetan soldiers and have excellent riding skills.
The big black man rode around in a circle, looking quite disdainful.
"Xiaoqi Camp has such a great reputation. Today's comparison is nothing more than that."
These words angered the Xiaoqi camp, and there was a sudden burst of curses. The big black man sneered and did not reply. The more he behaved like this, the angrier the soldiers of the Xiaoqi camp became. However, after losing to them in both games, it would be useless to be unwilling to do so.
.If you continue to scold like a shrew, it will bring disgrace to Xiaoqiying even more, and the place slowly became quiet.
"I will compete with you." Qin Chong suddenly stood up and shouted loudly.
"I'll compete with you." Almost at the same time, someone shouted from the other end of the school field.
Qin Zhong took a look and was immediately happy. He saw He Wuer walking slowly towards the center of the field, with a scarred and ferocious face, implying evil aura. Qin Zhong thought to himself, Uncle Wu is angry, wait a minute.
He has the good looks of a big black man. Regarding He Wuer's ability, Qin Yutian once said, "Select the dead soldiers at the front and conquer the disaster with thousands of troops."
There are selected vanguard battalions in the army. Whenever there is a war, they are the first to rush into battle. They are the most elite in the army.
However, the casualties of the Selected Forward Battalion are also the highest in the army. Sometimes, even in a battle, no one from the Selected Forward Battalion comes back alive. Being selected into the Selected Forward Battalion is the pride of a soldier, and no one disrespects him. As soon as He Wuer walked out
Qin Zhong wisely prepared to sit down and compete with He Wuer for the limelight. He was afraid that his butt would be spread open.
Who knows, there will be someone who dares to snatch it. "Count me in as an old ghost."
The old ghost looked sideways at the big black man and walked unsteadily. His face was red, and he had obviously drunk too much.
Qin Zhong frowned and felt bad. The old ghost had hidden wounds on his body, and every time it rained on a cloudy day, the pain was unbearable. He could only get some relief by drinking a lot of alcohol. Since yesterday, the old ghost has been extremely irritable, I think.
My body felt the coming rain earlier. At this moment, although the rain stopped, there was still a lot of moisture in the air.
"Count me in."
"Count me in."
"Count me in."
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Shouts came from every corner of the school grounds.
One by one, figures separated from the crowd and slowly walked to the center of the school ground. Qin Zhong's eyes felt hot, and he couldn't help but step out and join them. Together with Qin Zhong, there were exactly ten people in the team.
Qin Chong is surrounded by a group of veterans who have gone through many vicissitudes of life. Their hair is gray and everyone has injuries.
However, the murderous aura soaring into the sky was like a thousand troops.
The big black man comes from the frontier army and has naturally experienced battles for a long time. How could he not recognize the veterans in the army? Just looking at their standing postures makes the big black man's eyelids jump. He is a Qiang person. Although his heart is in the Song Dynasty,
He looked down upon the cavalry of the Song Dynasty. Verbal humiliation was inevitable. However, today, he seemed to have stirred a hornet's nest.
But at this moment, he represents Kang Dingjun. He must not give in if he bites the bullet.
"Come on." The big black man didn't dare to laugh at the veterans, he shouted and formed a formation.
"Get on the horse." The old ghost shouted and jumped onto the horse.
With his legs clamped, he started running first. Qin Zhong and others followed closely behind the old ghost, slowly walking around the field and arriving at the starting point. At this moment, the two parties were one hundred and fifty steps apart, which was the distance for the cavalry to accelerate.
The old ghost raised his stick and shouted loudly, "Qin Zhong is the front."
"Qin Zhong obeys the order." Qin Zhong clasped his fists and responded loudly.
"He Wu'er, Fan Chang is the blade."
"He Wu'er obeys orders."
"Liu Hou is in the middle."
"Liu Hou obeys orders."
"Brothers, work together to kill the enemy."
"Kill!" they roared in unison, urging the horses to start trotting. After three or four breaths, they had already adjusted their formation.
The old ghost used Qin Zhong as the front, which meant that he handed over the command to Qin Zhong. He and He Wuer served as the swords, flanking Qin Zhong. Their task was to protect the arrow. Qin Zhong did not have to consider both sides.
, just keep moving forward.
This is the sharp arrow formation, the sharpest charging formation.
Regardless of life or death, break through the enemy's formation.
In the blink of an eye, he was already a hundred steps away. Qin Zhong raised his stick at an angle and pointed forward sharply.
This is the order to charge.
The ten people moved in unison, leaning on the saddle, and suddenly accelerated.
The ground roared and dust flew. All the soldiers stood up, held their breath, and looked at the arrow that was moving forward. The soldiers involuntarily clenched their fists with solemn expressions.
This is the momentum of the battlefield. Just looking at it from a distance, it is already captured by God.
The big black man also set up an arrow array, taking the lead himself, roaring and charging straight in. The club was clamped under his ribs and tilted downwards. This is the way to use a spear to charge into the array. It doesn't take any effort to use the collision of the horses.
It can penetrate the enemy with one shot. However, the long gun has a drawback, it only has the power of one shot.
Once you stab the enemy, you have to throw away the spear and change weapons.
Because there is an enemy hanging on the gun, it is impossible to stab the next enemy unless the arm strength is amazing.
Thirty steps later, Qin Zhong suddenly crossed the stick, and with a shout of both arms, the stick broke into two pieces. He held one piece in each hand and used it as a pair of maces. Weapons have always been particular, so-called, one inch is longer than one inch.
Strong, one inch short and one inch dangerous. Long soldiers are often used on the battlefield, such as long spears, which are more than ten feet long.
If the weapon is long enough, it can injure the enemy first. However, there are also brave and skilled people who prefer to use iron maces and hammers, which can be used flexibly, with various moves and more damage.
Thirty steps later, the cavalry from both sides crashed into each other.
Qin Chong's target is naturally the big black man.
On the battlefield, the cavalry usually holds their guns in their right hands. Therefore, when two horses face each other, they always occupy the left side so that they can charge forward with their spears. The black man is experienced, and with a flick of his horse's head, he rushes to Qin Zhong's right side in an instant.
The spear was like a poisonous dragon, thrust forward like lightning, and struck Qin Zhong's abdomen.
Qin Zhong leaned forward, holding the mace in his right hand upside down and close to his right arm. Seeing the spear coming, he twisted his body slightly, and his right arm suddenly hit the spear. With a "pop" sound, the spear slid forward against Qin Chong's side.
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The cavalry were facing each other, but only one of them came face to face. In an instant, the two horses were staggered.
In the flash of lightning, Qin Zhong flipped his wrist, and the club hidden behind his elbow flew out like a snake and inserted directly into the left armpit of the black man. With the speed of the galloping horse, he made a slight hook. Immediately, the black man was
A huge force stirred up his body, and he got out of the saddle. Before he could change his mind, the black man's back hurt, and Qin Zhong pressed him on the saddle.
In one encounter, the enemy general Hei Han was captured alive by Qin Shengsheng.
Without slowing down his attack, Qin Zhong rushed straight towards the enemy's rear line.
The right sword of the big black man was also a young general, about the same age as Qin Zhong. Seeing that the general was captured, his eyes immediately turned red, he shouted and rushed towards Qin Zhong. He Wuer was guarding against him, and when he saw this, he kicked his stirrup fiercely.
The already extremely fast horse speed increased again, and he took advantage of the situation and shot straight through.
The young general twisted his body, trying to avoid the gun point. Who would have thought that He Wuer's gun was too fast, and with a "stab" sound, it grazed the young general's waist and slid over. His clothes were torn, and a puff of hair was brought up.
Blood and water. Although the young general dodged his vitals, he was still hit. If this was an iron spear, He Wuer would be able to open it with a flick.
The young general ignored his injuries and stabbed Qin Chong at an angle with his spear, hitting Qin Chong's waist and ribs.
At this time, Qin Zhong has enemies in front and on his left. If he is not careful, he will be attacked and defeated.
The two maces spread out, like a roc spreading its wings. The right mace was raised diagonally downwards, deflecting the spear in front and struck; the left mace used a wrapping formula, and attached it to the young general's gun body, sticking it and wrapping it, and then shook it. The young general only
He felt a strong force pass through the spear, causing his jaw to go numb. The next moment, the spear flew out of his hand.
Qin Chong's horse speed did not slow down and he rushed straight forward. His maces struck left and right, but no one could keep up with him. With screams, the enemy troops fell off their horses one after another.
Qin Chong had already penetrated the enemy's formation. After rushing out for more than ten feet, he slowly slowed down, turned his horse's head, and looked back.
In the battleground, sand and dust were flying, and people screamed and horses neighed.
"Okay." Huge cheers erupted in the school field.
The nine old ghosts were riding on horses with stern expressions.
At that moment, they seemed to be back on the battlefield, their blood boiling and they couldn't control themselves.
Although the veterans are old, their fighting strength is still there.
The veterans calmed down, and when they looked at Qin Zhong again, they all showed strange smiles, as if they were looking at a little monster. Capturing an enemy general alive on the battlefield was a great feat, comparable to beheading a general and capturing the flag.
Qin Chong's first battle gave these veterans a big surprise.
When Qin Chong saw all nine people there, a smile suddenly appeared on his face.
He grabbed the big black man by the shoulders and put him on the ground. Unexpectedly, the big black man couldn't stand and fell to the ground motionless. A closer look revealed that the big black man had fainted.
Qin Zhong scratched his head a little, thinking that he had just pressed the big black man on the saddle with too much force, and he didn't know where he was injured. He peeked at the old ghost and saw the old ghost shaking his head, and he was immediately relieved.
In a moment, the ten people lined up and slowly walked towards the center of the field.
The enemy cavalry was completely wiped out. The horse fell so hard that it couldn't get up for a while.