For the vast majority of people in this world, practitioner is a strange and difficult-to-understand term. Nowadays, in the Dharma-ending era, true practitioners are rare and rare.
No, I'm afraid it's not even one in a hundred thousand.
Although the general is vulgar, he is still a partial general who commands thousands of people. At this level, he naturally has some understanding of the affairs of practitioners.
In a sense, the intervention of practitioners makes the war more complicated. If a weak army can get the support of practitioners, it may not be impossible for the weak to defeat the strong.
Those powerful forces, whether they are the Eight Great Families, the Green Forest Army, or the Chixiao Army, always have the shadow of practitioners behind them; even the Huang Xiang Army that swept through Guandong that day also relied on the two powerful men Wei Xi and Wei Xian.
The rebel team that the general belonged to was called the Blue Mark Army. It was so named because at the beginning of the uprising, all participants had to score their faces with a knife dipped in ink. Later, because this ceremony was too painful, the soldiers were
With less than a few soldiers, they were simply abolished. Now, the mark that distinguishes them from other rebels is a long strip of green cloth around their waists.
The Qinghen Army was a small branch of the once powerful Green Forest Army. Due to the internal divisions and strife between the Green Forest Army, their life was not very good and they had been huddled in the northern part of Qingzhou fighting guerrillas. Recently, the situation has changed drastically, and they
He was inspired by the trend and wanted to seek some development amidst the chaos.
To be fair, the Qinghen Army's luck was really good. Not long after they set off, they encountered a conflict between the Liaozhou overlord "Chixiao Army" and the Qingzhou "Zhuoshui Allied Army". Naturally, they were not qualified to participate in the war, but the looting after the war
Clearing the market is also a windfall that cannot be ignored.
The outcome of the war was exactly what the Qinghen Army was most happy to see. The "Chixiao Army" and the "Zhuoshui Allied Army" fought for more than a month and were almost completely destroyed!
The materials and supplies for hundreds of thousands of people were all placed beside the passing water, within easy reach, just like the silver thrown on the roadside, and the charming girl lying on the bed, which was so exciting.
How could the Qinghen Army resist the temptation? After sending out several waves of spies, they could no longer hold back and gathered thousands of troops to clean up the battlefield and harvest loot.
Originally, the red scarf army was more skilled and used war supplies as bait, and was about to severely injure Qinghen. Unexpectedly, they encountered a strange "dead corpse" halfway; after cutting with a knife, a bright golden light burst out, and he not only collapsed to death
He killed hundreds of soldiers and allowed the Qinghen Army to take the initiative and turn defeat into victory!
It's his grandma's, who can he ask to reason with?
"How to deal with it?" The general pinched his beard and circled around the "dead body". In his opinion, the "practitioner" was probably seriously injured and was still recovering; the question now is, how to deal with it?
Maximize value.
Submit it directly to the coach?
The general shook his head. In that case, all he could get was a reward of a hundred taels of silver, and maybe even less. Besides, he had already had the idea of deffecting, and believed that following the Qinghen Army would outweigh the gains and losses, and the risks would be greater than the risks.
"Can I use this 'practitioner' as a gift and a springboard?"
The general's eyes were rolling. As the saying goes, birds choose good trees to roost in, and people choose good masters to follow. Guandong has become great. With the destruction of the "Red Sky Army" and the "Zhuoshui Allied Army", the new
The overlord will stand out immediately.
Fan Chuanjun!
The general's eyes narrowed, and he immediately made a decision in his heart. The Fanchuan Army was already powerful in Lingzhou, but now that the overlord of Liaozhou "Chixiao" and the largest force in Qingzhou "Zhuoshui Alliance" have both died, then the Fanchuan Army should become
It became the largest in the land of Guandong and became the pinnacle of the rebel tribes!
In fact, as far as he knew, Fan Chuan's army had already invaded Qingzhou during the battle between "Chi Xiao" and "Zhuoshui Allied Forces". Now, half of Qingzhou has fallen into Fan Chuan's hands.
"Qinghen Army, haha." The general sneered twice. How could the Qinghen Army, which only hides in the dark and picks up bargains, be the opponent of Fan Chuan Army? Its future end is naturally foreseeable. It will either be wiped out by Fan Chuan Army or be defeated by Fan Chuan Army.
Annex!
According to the usual behavior of the rebel army, surrender is just a common occurrence. Since surrender will happen sooner or later, why not surrender as soon as possible, offer huge profits, and get a good seat?
The general made up his mind, put away his sword, and fell to his knees with a "plop".
"Why the hell are you still standing there? Kowtow to the 'Master Practitioner' quickly!" The general turned around and shouted angrily. Thousands of rebels were stunned at first, and then they all knelt down and shouted in unison: "Kowtow to the Master Practitioner!"
"This..." Xiao Jiang hid in the deep grass and was shocked. He had never heard of the word "practitioner", but when he saw thousands of people worshiping together, he couldn't help but think of the statues in the temple.
At this moment, in his mind, the weight of "dead body" was undoubtedly heavier, and the title of "practitioner" was also equated with "immortal".
"Immortal!" After the general stood up, he still clasped his fists and bowed his head in front of the "dead body". He had served in the Green Forest Army in his early years and was fortunate enough to come into contact with practitioners; in his memory, the so-called "practitioners" were all arrogant.
People like to hear others call them "immortals".
"It's not my intention to offend. It's just that the backcountry has insulted your body. I dare to offend you, so I will move you to another place. I hope you won't be offended." The general's posture was very low, and his words were so submissive that people felt uncomfortable.
I can believe that he is completely different from the arrogant and domineering person before.
"It's over, the immortal is going to be kidnapped!" Xiao Jiang clenched his fists, his eyes were red, and he was extremely anxious. He was excited for a long time, but finally got discouraged and had no choice.
How could a frail boy of fifteen or sixteen years old, weighing no more than a hundred, stand up to thousands of tigers and wolves?
So be it!
Xiao Jiang buried his head deeply in the haystack. Now, he just wanted to not be discovered.
"Come here!" The general waved his hand, and several big men immediately stepped forward.
"Bring me the 'Immortal'. Brothers, let me tell you, I will take you to enjoy the glory and wealth today. You can take whatever you want on the battlefield. No matter how much gold or silver you find, it will be yours."
It's yours." The general was full of confidence at this moment, and every word spoke loudly.
"well!"
Everything is boiling and everyone is happy. What is the purpose of being a soldier and fighting? Isn’t it all about money and food?
After a while, the crowds of people dispersed. The general led a few soldiers carrying "dead bodies" and walked at the end.
Xiao Jiang took all this in his eyes coldly. He was waiting. When everyone was gone, it was time for him to escape. However, before escaping, he had to take away the tiger head gun.
That's the only thing he still wants to worry about now.
"Damn it, I'm really uncomfortable holding in my pee." Xiao Jiang never expected that a fat man holding a big knife would walk up to the grass where he was hiding and take off his pants with a "chick".
Oh shit!
Xiao Jiang wanted to curse, but he looked around and saw hundreds of soldiers hanging around, so he could only grit his teeth and hold back.
The fat man took out a small "thing" from his crotch, shook it twice, and a stream of "liquid" spurted out.
"roll!"
Xiao Jiang couldn't bear it any longer. The moment he saw the "urine column", he collapsed. Knowing that it was unwise, he turned over to avoid it. He really didn't want to wash himself with urine.
"What the hell?"
The fat man never expected that a man rolled out of the haystack. Half of the urine he had peed was held back. The fat man was not even wearing any pants, so he drew his knife and cut him.
"Fuck your grandma!" Xiao Jiang took advantage of the fat man's lack of time to react and kicked him sideways. The fat man's "butt" was still half-exposed, and he had not finished his "urination". At this moment, his legs were weak, and he was kicked directly. He also blamed his luck.
Unfortunately, there happened to be a slope behind him, and his round body was very suitable for rolling, so...
"Catch him, quickly!" The fat man lay on the ground, sticking his butt out and shouting.
"Where to escape?!"
After all, the general was a general, and he reacted too quickly. When everyone was stunned, he drew his sword and chased, while shouting repeatedly: "Stop that kid, quickly, stop him!"
"Go away, go away."
Although Xiao Jiang was thin, he was young after all, and his petite body was extremely flexible. As he ran and leaped, he broke out of the tight encirclement and traveled farther and farther.
"Ah! Ah! Ah!"
Xiao Jiang screamed repeatedly and just ran, fighting for his life and using all his strength!
"Hoo-ho-ho-"
The Qinghen Army behind was speechless, each one breathing heavily, looking at Xiao Jiang's back but unable to do anything.
"call out!"
Seeing that Xiao Jiang was about to escape, a long arrow broke through the hole, and the arrow burst into flames, causing the phoenix to flutter.
"ah--!"
With a scream, Xiao Jiang fell to the ground.
"Hehe." Beside the general, a young man with sinister eyebrows held up his bow and laughed. He spat and said, "No matter how fast you are, can you be faster than the bow and arrow?"
"You can do it, kid!" The general looked back at the young man and praised him greatly.
"Where, where." The young man hurriedly lowered his head, respectfully.
"Go and bring that man over to me." As soon as the general gave the order, someone immediately took action, and everyone rushed to get there, everyone wanted to show off.
"Boom!"
Poor little Jiang. He was hit by an arrow in his shoulder. The arrow shaft was halfway through his shoulder. Blood flowed from top to bottom, dyeing half of his body red.
He was thrown roughly to the ground and tried to get up, but he still had the strength. He could only tremble and arch on the ground.
"Snapped!"
The general was condescending and expressionless. He stepped on Xiao Jiang's head and said with a fierce expression: "Stop struggling in vain and tell me, what are you doing sneakily in our army's clothes?"
"I...I am also a Qinghen Army." Xiao Jiang's mouth was full of blood, and the severe pain made it difficult for him to move his mouth.
"Fart!" The general stepped up his stamping force and said angrily: "Why are our soldiers hiding in the grass? Why are our soldiers attacking my own brothers?"
"I...really...the Qinghen Army." Xiao Jiang shed tears in pain, trembling every sentence, and clasping his fingers on the ground.
"Snapped!"
The general raised his foot and stepped on it again, and said harshly: "Do you think I am a fool? If you don't tell me, don't blame me for taking your life.
"I...really...don't dare to...deceive." Xiao Jiang was in pain, his voice was intermittent, his breath was unstable, and he almost fainted.
"Damn it, then tell me which battalion you are from and who is your direct commander?" The general was so angry that he stamped his feet, but he somewhat believed it.
"I am...Bingziying, corps commander...Hu Shuangquan."
"Bingzi Camp!" The general nodded. This time he led out three battalions in total, and Bingzi Camp was among them, so he immediately ordered: "Come on, call Bingzi Camp Hu Shuangquan to come over."
Not long after, a big man tiptoed over. When he saw the general, he quickly knelt down and said respectfully: "General, why did you call me here?" He buried his head very low, not daring to confront the general at all.
Shi. Being summoned here for no reason, he was naturally a little scared.
"You look up."
"yes"
"Oh it's you."
"Exactly the small one."
The general remembered that when he expressed surprise at the sudden appearance of the "dead body", a corps commander had spoken to him, and it was the person in front of him at this moment.
"Hu, Hu Shuangquan, right?" The general grabbed Xiao Jiang's collar, pulled him up, pinched his face, and asked in a cold voice to Hu Shuangquan: "Is this your soldier?"
"Alas!"
Hu Shuangquan was startled and said with surprise: "Xiao Jiang! Weren't you eaten by a monster, no, by an 'immortal'?"
"Were you the one who was eaten?" Xiao Jiang said in a bad tone, gritting his teeth.