The city gate slowly opened, and the bandit soldiers poured out and lined up on both sides. Zhao Ci, protected by his own soldiers, rode a green horse and carried an eight-foot-long sword to the front of the two armies.
Enemies are extremely jealous when they meet each other.
"Death to the traitor!" Qin Jie shouted and clamped the horse's belly. In pain, he stretched out his four hooves and rushed towards Zhao Ci. He raised his sword with both hands and slashed Huashan with one strike.
Zhao Ci was not afraid, but also held the horse's belly and waved his sword to greet him.
"Dang" a sound of gold and iron clashing sounded, and the first confrontation was evenly divided.
Qin Jie thought to himself: "How come Shuzi's martial arts have improved so much?" He tried his best. If they had compared their previous fights, this move would definitely have been knocked out of the opponent's hands.
Seeing the other party gnashing his teeth, Zhao Ci laughed and said: "Brother Qin, you are old. I can do everything you can do. Now I am going to use moves you can't do."
After saying that, Zhao Ci quickly feinted twice with his sword from left to right. The bright blade suddenly forced Qin Jie to narrow his eyes slightly due to the sunlight above, and he took the opportunity to strike three times with the long sword in his hand.
This move is a killing move that Zhao Ci learned from Taiping Dao. Back then, in order to curry favor with Qin Jie, he repeatedly showed weakness and used it now.
"Oops!" Qin Jie shouted loudly, trying hard to block the three consecutive false and true slashes. The long knife in his hand could not be grasped tightly and fell to the ground.
However, this attack was not over yet. After knocking off Qin Jie's long sword, Zhao Ci directly extended his neck horizontally. This move was very fast. If the sword passed by, the head would be divided into pieces.
Seeing that his life was at stake, Qin Jie didn't care about anything else. He got off his horse and ran towards his own position in embarrassment.
It's just that things changed too quickly. Guan Hai and the others saw that the two of them were still evenly matched and fought for dozens of rounds. They thought there were still hundreds of rounds to go, but they didn't want Zhao Ci to use this force.
, Qin Jie got off his horse, and when he tried to get out again, it was already too late.
Guan Hai reacted first, clamped down the horse's belly, and rushed out to save people.
"Thief, don't hurt my master!"
After Qin Jie fell off his horse, he rolled to the ground, avoided Zhao Ci's pursuit, got up and ran away.
Zhao Ci picked up the bow and arrow beside the saddle, drew the bow and loaded the arrow, and shot an arrow, hitting Qin Jie's right shoulder. He sneered and was about to shoot the second arrow, but Guan Hai had already rushed up.
The sword contained infinite anger, and the sound of metal and iron clashed. Zhao Ci was struck until his jaw went numb, and the joy of defeating Qin Jie was suddenly awakened.
Fortunately, after Guan Hai forced him back, he only focused on rescuing Qin Jie and had no intention of continuing the fight. He could not help but breathe a sigh of relief, regain his breath, and quickly charged with his troops, taking advantage of Qin Jie's serious injury to defeat these officers and soldiers.
After such a serious injury, Qin Jie's Lingtai woke up from his anger, made accurate judgments, and gathered his strength to order Sun Xia to gather his troops and retreat to Hanyang County along the original road, while Guan Hai's commanding officer stayed behind to block the enemy's rear.
Zhao Ci led his soldiers and horses to chase him all the way to the river. When he saw that the man behind him was a vicious man whose mouth was numb after being struck with a sword, he felt timid and did not dare to step forward. He simply ordered his soldiers to go up and test him.
However, some thieves tried to test them, but they were easily killed by Guan Hai and his group.
Seeing how ferocious the villain was, Zhao Ci did not dare to step forward. Unfortunately, after all his troops came up, Guan Hai and others had already boarded the boat and retreated across the river.
Hanyang County Government Office and Nanyang Prefect Qin Jie stared blankly at Guan Hai, Zhou Cang and Sun Xia.
"Jie was hurt by anger and resentment. He underestimated the enemy and rushed forward. He was defeated in the battle by Zhao Cishuzi. As a result, everyone was defeated. I will die now. Among the three of you, Zhou Cang is the leader. He will temporarily lead this army until the court sends a general.
, I hope you will all work together to defend Hanyang and avenge me one day!"
Qin Jie shouted in a low voice, with his ability and the fierce general Guan Hai, little Zhao Ci was no match for him, but it was a pity that a person he had always regarded as his disciple betrayed him, and he had already done so.
The premeditated approach to him made him extremely angry and made a mistake in judgment. Although the arrow wound was one of the fatal causes, the other half was the wound of heart sorrow. The two combined into one, and the injury suddenly burst out and was irreversible...
"Sir, you have to cheer up!" The three big men beside the couch knelt on the ground and shouted with tears in their eyes.
After talking about his funeral, Qin Jie closed his eyes, with tears streaming down his face, and let out a final low roar: "I am ashamed of Your Majesty and the people of Jiangxia for not being able to discover Zhao Ci's wolfish ambitions in advance."
That night, Qin Jie, the prefect of Nanyang, was defeated at the foot of Jiangxia City. He was hit by an arrow and died of serious injuries.
On Jiangxia City, when the county soldiers saw Qin Jie's defeat, they were wavering and turned to Zhao Ci.
Only one day later, the bandit leader Zhao Ci personally led an army of 50,000 to attack Hanyang County, hoping to plunder the more than 20,000 officers and soldiers in Hanyang County.
Fifty thousand infantry were pressing down on the city, and Hanyang County was on the verge of collapse. Guan Hai was still defending, and he led two thousand cavalry in the city, opened the city gate, took the lead, rushed out of the city, and plunged directly into the rebel army.
He hit him straight and killed Zhao Guo, Zhao Ci's younger brother, with one blow.
When Zhao Ci saw Guan Hai coming to kill him, he was frightened and did not dare to fight. Seeing that the intercepting soldiers could not resist, he rode his horse and fled first.
The rebels had tens of thousands of troops, but they were unable to take Hanyang City.
Messengers for reinforcements have been sent, and reinforcements from Nanjun and Jiangling have also begun preparing to leave and rush to Hanyang.
At the same time, in three inconspicuous corners of the Hanyang City barracks, three pigeons rose from the sky.
Two days later.
Moling County, Tianxia Villa, a farm for domesticating pigeons, three pigeons fell down at the same time. Seeing this, a pigeon farmer in Qingyi walked up to the three pigeons, took out a piece of rice from his arms and handed it to them.
The three pigeons reached over their little heads and chewed with their beaks, and soon they ate up all the grain in their hands.
"Now that you've eaten, it's time to take a look at the red rope under your feet."
The pigeon farmer spread the feathers of the pigeons, and sure enough, there was a secret message under the toes of the three pigeons.
Without opening it, he left the pigeon house directly and went to look for Wang Zhong.
In the study, Zhu Kui and his younger sister were both there. Looking at the bamboo slips of "Mozi's Notes" in his hands, he asked: "Third uncle said this was written by Mozi himself?"
The little sister was behind him, gently squeezing his shoulders. He taught him this kind of massage.
"Yes, that's what my third uncle told me. By the way, is Mozi very famous? Why didn't I know?"
"He is very famous. In my opinion, Mozi is the most talented person among the scholars of the Spring and Autumn Period. He is undoubtedly the first among them."
Zhu Kui slowly explained to her, "In the future, you must remember to read more books."
"I know." The little sister smiled. I don't know if she heard it. In fact, I don't blame her. The Mohist family has been silent for hundreds of years, and there are very few books in circulation. Most readers can only read "Spring and Autumn"
"Zuo Zhuan", only well-educated people who have studied extensively can understand some of the Mohist's learning.
"My lord, Wang Zhong wants to see you." At this time, Wang Zhong suddenly appeared outside the door and shouted.
"Come in."
After hearing Zhu Kui's permission, he gently opened the door and saw the little sister standing behind him, saluting: "I have met my lord, madam."
"Tell me, what's going on?"
"There is new news coming from Jingzhou, and it is specially sent to my lord." Then, Wang Zhong handed over the three pieces of letter paper in his hand.
"Has it been translated?" Zhu Kui asked.
This is what he ordered. In the future, all information from secret agents must be encrypted and replaced by numbers. They are compared with the words in a certain book, such as Sun Tzu's Art of War or Spring and Autumn Period, etc. These are not fixed, but are indicated by numbers. From now on, even if the carrier pigeon is captured by the enemy,
Hunting, or falling into the hands of others, can largely prevent secrets from being leaked.
"Yes, lord, it's all been deciphered. I've rewritten it, lord, you can read it directly."
Zhu Kui grabbed the three letters directly in his hand and read them quickly. The contents of the three letters were almost the same. He briefly talked about the military situation of Hanyang, how Qin Jie died in battle, and how Zhou Cang temporarily took charge of Hanyang's military affairs, and Guan Hai.
Sun Xia was still considerate, withstood Zhao Ci's several attacks, and had already sent a messenger to Jing Xiang to ask for help.
Seeing Qin Jie's death, Zhu Kui felt a little sad. After all, he had worked together before and had long warned him to be careful about Jiang Xia. Unfortunately, he didn't listen. A little rebellion made him lose his sense. It was all destined by God.
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"What did the spies in Xiangyang say last time? Did they send out troops?" Zhu Kui asked. Now Guan Hai and the others are trapped in the isolated city. Without reinforcements, it will be very dangerous.
"The day before yesterday, we reported that the two governors of Nanjun and Jiangling had agreed to send troops. They should arrive in Hanyang in a few days." Wang Zhong reminded.
"Oops! I forgot, there are too many things to do, okay, you go down first, I have to think about it."
After Wang Zhong left, Zhu Kui burned the secret letter in front of his younger sister. These three people were spies he arranged to surround Guan Hai, Zhou Cang, and Sun Xia, and were mixed among the three personal soldiers.
"Little sister, it seems that I am going to fight again. This time I will not retreat and take credit."
Zhu Kui reached out and grabbed the jade hand on his shoulder, and said apologetically.