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The Wind Rises in Chang'an Chapter 204 It was wrong from the beginning

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    The envoy of King Yelang, who was dressed in strange clothes, said in half-familiar Chu dialect: "My king said that you Han foreign ministers must meet with my king before you are allowed to pass. ¡Ò, ww¨Jw.23w¡Ëx.co¡Ñm" This  It was the third time that the Yelang Kingdom tried to prevent the Han army from passing through. The Yelang Kingdom was also known as the Yelang Kingdom. It was a military alliance based on Yelang. King Yelang was also known as the King of Dian. He was known as the leader of the alliance with more than 100,000 armored troops dominating the roost.  The participating member states include most of the vassal states in Southwest Yi, and their military strength is still higher than that of South Vietnam.  Weiwei Zhuang Qingzhai became angry and threatened: "Do you, Lord Yelang, want to make an enemy of the Han family? I will lead an army of one hundred thousand in an instant and I will go down to your country to capture your king. Have you forgotten the pain of King Chu's attack on Yelang?"  ?¡± ¡°One hundred thousand troops!¡± The envoy of King Yelang was shocked. The Yelang Kingdom had a population of 500,000 and a soldier of 100,000. Counting the allies, there were 150,000 allies. The Han people attacked with 100,000 soldiers.  Yelang is a nationwide mobilization to destroy the country.  The envoy looked at the black elite Han army, and after all, he was still intimidated.  "You Han people don't follow the rules. I will tell our king right now, just wait for me!" The envoy of King Yelang ran away.  Later, the Yelang Kingdom did not even want to send an envoy out, fearing that the angry Han generals would attack the Yelang Kingdom, so they sent an old man who was a high-ranking "division" in the Yelang Kingdom for half a day to express permission to the Han army to borrow a road to pass through the Yelang Kingdom.  .  Zhuang Qingzhai was trying to scare Yelang Kingdom.  He did not have an army of 100,000 at all, and even the 20,000 troops were barely scraped together from the soldiers of Bashu County. The Southern Army sent from the capital was still stumbling forward on the mountain roads of Shu, with a total reinforcement of 30,000 troops.  This is the greatest support the court can give before a large-scale war breaks out.  "What did Wulingman say? He fled to the southwest?" "Probably in a small country south of Yelang Kingdom. That place was out of Wulingman's territory, and King Wulingman did not go further." Zhuang Qingzhai said: "March as soon as possible.  , Your Majesty¡¯s order is to rescue Pingyang Marquis and eliminate South Vietnam at the same time.¡± In the jungle hundreds of miles away, Cao Shi was trekking hard with Liu Ling on his back.  Liu Ling was ill. There was a continuous rainstorm, lack of raincoats, and the branches in the jungle were too wet to cook cooked food, so he couldn't rest well.  Mosquito bites combine several aspects.  She had a low fever.  Fortunately, Ding Gong also slowed down. Wulingman's harassment had a heavy blow to them. Dozens of assassins died. Cao Shi didn't know how far away the pursuers were.  Maybe only a few dozen miles or maybe a few hundred miles.  He hoped to find a barbarian to treat Liu Ling's illness.  Walked more than ten miles.  Dozens of colorful barbarians emerged from the jungle, and they circled around the three people warily.  Wang Meng¡¯s powerful posture with a long sword shocked the barbarians, and Cao Shi asked him to put down his weapon.  He picked up the weapon in his hand and made laborious gestures: "Save her, and I will give this knife to you." The barbarians chatted for a while, and then sent the youngest barbarian to take over his knife. The little barbarian held the weapon and laughed happily.  With his mouth open from ear to ear, he was scolded by the big barbarian and ran into the jungle with a knife on his back.  After a while, an old woman walked out with a snake-coiled wooden staff.  She had white hair, brown skin, and strange feathers on her head. Two barbarians took the sick Liu Ling and danced around her.  The chanting time was not long, and the long wait made Cao Shi almost fall asleep. Finally, he saw two brown-skinned barbarian women bringing a bowl of dark herbal juice, and supported Liu Ling to drink it slowly.  Then the old woman stopped singing and ordered several barbarian women to help Liu Ling into the Satisfaction tribe.  "Hello, Han people." The old woman said in the weird Chu language: "The ancestors of our tribe are the people of the King of Chu, and you Han people are the descendants of the King of Chu. It is a simple matter for me to help you. This sharp steel knife still belongs to  You, we can¡¯t have it.¡± When the little barbarians saw the old woman returning the knife, they suddenly felt happy and glared at them with their lips curled up.  Cao Shi shook his head: "I didn't expect to see the descendants of Chu people in the mountains. Thank you for your full help. I told you to save her, and this knife belongs to you. I won't ask for it again. Besides,  What I am best at is bows and arrows, and the steel swords are just decorations.¡± The old woman nodded and did not refuse. Their barbarians belonged to a branch of the Chu Kingdom in the Spring and Autumn Period. At that time, the King of Chu was the supreme ruler of all the barbarians under the Shiwan Mountain. According to legend.  , this ancestor of the Barbarians once married the daughter of a descendant of a down-and-out noble family in the Chu Kingdom. The specific authenticity cannot be verified.  But it is certain that a woman from Chu State married into a barbarian tribe and imparted a lot of knowledge and witchcraft culture of Chu State. A civilization more developed than the primitive tribe instantly conquered this tribe. They are often proud of it. The daughters of each generation of tribal leaders are  It is necessary to select an outstanding person as a wizard to dance the Nuo witchcraft of Chu State.    The little barbarians suddenly pricked up their ears and started chirping. The old woman frowned and said, "A vicious enemy is approaching. Have you encountered an enemy?" Cao Shi smiled bitterly: "Yes, they are very powerful enemies.  We are all enemies of the people of Chu." A whistle came from far away from the dense forest.  More than thirty assassins appeared in the woods. They looked very embarrassed. Their hair was tangled in strands. Their wet gowns had not yet dried. They looked like they had just experienced a sudden rainstorm.  Ding Gong staggered over with his sword in hand. When he saw Cao Shi and the barbarian witch standing there, he yelled a few barbarian words. The faces of the barbarians holding bamboo guns changed greatly and they retreated into the jungle without saying a word.  "The old man in white warned us not to intervene in the fight to the death, otherwise the gods will punish us. I can't help you, you have to be careful." The old woman walked back with a wooden stick.  The small open space was twenty or thirty steps away. Cao Shi had a bow in his hand, plus more than twenty bows and arrows he had picked up and made. Wang Meng had a long sword in his hand, but there was no other support.  "Junhou, go to the dense forest over there. The dense forest over there will distract their attention. Don't go to the barbarian tribe to prevent them from discovering the seriously ill Lord Ling." "Be more careful yourself." Cao Shi turned around and headed toward the dense forest.  In Li Chong, it is impossible to perform archery in the dense forest, and it is also not conducive to performing swordsmanship. The current plan is to delay it for a while.  As he ran, he looked back and listened.  The fierce battle outside the woods didn't seem to last long, and noisy shouts and curses were chasing Wang Meng.  He ran wildly, tossing and turning in the dense forest. Several months of jungle life made him as agile as an ape. He quickly emerged from the small dense forest. When his eyes lit up and he rushed out of the dense forest, he was dumbfounded.  Swamp!  In front of him was a huge swamp.  At a glance, you can see a large swamp that is at least several hundred meters wide. On the left is a line of poisonous water that exudes a dizzying smell. In the middle of the swamp is one-third of the area of ??turquoise lake water, and the other two-thirds are accessible by climbing down.  A murderous quagmire that won¡¯t come out.  Rotting animal bones can be seen in the murderous quagmire.  A terrifying white toxic gas floated on the surface of the swamp.  Even though the white gas is still far away, you can still smell the nauseating smell. It is one of the birthplaces of the poisonous miasma. The smell of dead animals and dead branches and leaves envelopes the entire forest.  Passing animals that inhale the white gas will die immediately.  A similar poisonous spring.  Poisonous water.  There are many poisonous swamps in the southwestern Yi region, and even if the local natives are not careful, they will die without any body parts.  "Hurry! Catch them, they can't run away!" The excited chase in the jungle got closer and closer.  That was the roar of the remaining assassins.  Wang Meng was the first to rush out of the woods. He had several sword wounds on his body. He limped out despite the severe pain. His palms pressed against the big tree, leaving bright red bloody fingerprints. "Uncle Wang, you've been hurt."  Very serious injury, what happened?" Wang Meng raised his head panting and said in shock: "Junhou, why don't you leave? Come on!" Cao Shi said with a bitter smile, "We can't leave now.  It's a dead place, and there's a river blocking the way." "Junhou." Wang Meng covered the bright red wound on his stomach, his face pale: "I killed seven of them, and Ding Gong finally took action. I am no match for him.  It¡¯s the wound he left on me. ¡°The wounds on my shoulders and arms are insignificant. A hideous wound on my abdomen kept oozing bright red blood. The sword stabbed very hard, leaving a scar on half of my lower abdomen.  Blood flowed down like a drizzle.  With the backward medical technology of this era, there is no way to deal with such a serious injury. Even if Bian Que comes and Cang Gong comes back to life, he can only shake his head.  "Hahaha" Ding Gong dragged his sword over and walked over: "Wang Meng, Wang Meng! Your martial arts skills were passed down by me. You dare to practice in front of me. You are simply overestimating your ability! If you hit me with the sword, you will see.  How can you escape!" "Master, be careful!" Wang Meng raised his sword to protect Cao Shi. Even though he was seriously injured and covered in blood, he still could not forget his responsibility.  Cao Shi raised his head and gently pushed his arm away: "Let me do it! I'll deal with them." "Junhou!" Cao Shi pushed aside his obstruction and walked past him firmly.  Wang Meng suddenly realized that Junhou had grown up unknowingly. He was no longer a three-foot tall boy kneeling in front of his late father and crying. He had grown into a strong adult, as tall and strong as the old Junhou.  Cao Shi stroked his war bow and gently plucked the bowstring: "Old thief Ding Yi, you shouldn't have come, only"You shouldn't come back with more than 20 defeated soldiers, and you shouldn't stab Uncle Wang seriously. You are asking for death!"  " Ding Gong picked up the long sword and wiped off the blood stains on the tip of the sword: "Don't use your sweet words to deceive me anymore. If you have been fooled once, you will not be fooled a second time. I have had enough of your tricks. I will die soon."  If you follow this path quickly and return to South Vietnam, there is still a glimmer of hope. If you persist in your persistence, there is only a dead end!  " There was a faint whistle from outside the dense forest. "Ding Gong's face changed slightly. His people were all here, who else would blow the whistle? Wang Meng tried his best to blow the whistle, and the sharp whistle penetrated the jungle to block the transmission.  In the distance, a short whistle came from the dense forest after a moment of silence. This was a response whistle, indicating that the other party had heard the echo. "Okay, our reinforcements are coming, you can die in peace."  " I don't know when, Cao Shi held ten arrows in his hand and looked quietly at the assassins thirty steps (22.5 meters) away, with a bright smile on his face. In the eyes of the assassins, this  The smile is very scary. "Go to hell!"  "The assassins rushed over like crazy. They heard the violent vibration of the bowstring. A black dot instantly penetrated the Adam's apple. The deadly arrow with the black dot penetrated the neck without stopping, and hit another person behind him.  The two assassins, one after the other, desperately covered their necks, and blood spurted out like pillars. They quickly collapsed to the ground and died. The brave assassins charged without fear of death, even if their partners were alone.  He fell down next to the muddy pond, and the living people rushed up with gritted teeth. Cao Shi laughed, just like the big devil taunting the demon-slaying warrior: "Are you testing my shooting speed?  Let me tell you a little secret. My shooting speed can shoot 2 arrows per second. Each arrow within 10 meters can penetrate the armor. The limit speed of the power is 3 arrows per second. The faster you rush, the faster you will die.  faster.  "Pfft! When the last assassin fell unwillingly, clutching his chest, the twenty-odd remaining assassins all died under his arrows. No matter you tossed and turned, jumped up and down, as long as you were within the locking range of the arrow,  There was no way to escape death. The speed of jumping could never be compared with the speed of shooting. Ding Gong clutched the sword and trembled with anger. Suddenly he realized that he had made a fatal mistake and underestimated Cao Shi's terror. He could not imagine it.  A bow and a bag of arrows can be so powerful. He didn't see the power of a hundred arrows in person, but he knew that the young man in front of him could kill him with one arrow.  With such a fragile heart, it¡¯s no wonder that the most courageous warrior in ancient times was an archer. From the beginning, he chose the wrong path. The assassin hidden in the darkness was very powerful, but he was destined to be no match for the general in battle.  No matter how strong he is, he is just a high-level infantryman who can be killed with a wave of his hand. Ding Gong was afraid. When death appeared in front of him, he flinched shamefully and said, "Run!"  Just run, don't worry I won't shoot you to death.  " "Youyou mean what you said!  " "You run!  " "You swear!  " "Then forget it, you'd better die!  " Ding Gong's eyes were filled with fear: "No, no!  I run, I run now!  You must keep your word!  " "Run!  Hurry up!  Don't keep me waiting.  " "I'm going to run away, I'm going to run away.  " Ding Gong turned around and ran. As soon as he took a step, a strong wind blew by his ears. His bun was shot to pieces, and a few strands of white hair flew down in the wind. "Run quickly!  If you don't run away, I'll kill you.  " Ding Gong didn't dare to look back or question. He kept running forward with his head down. After taking a few steps, his right leg hurt and he staggered to the ground. An arrow shot through his right thigh. "Ah! Ding Gong is in pain.  He was sweating profusely, and the severe pain from being shot through his thigh almost made him faint. He gritted his teeth and moved out step by step with his long sword. As long as he walked into the dense forest, the arrows would no longer be able to hit him.  The woods were only a dozen steps away, and he had a good chance. Poof! Ding Gong¡¯s left hand, which was holding the long sword, felt a sharp pain. He fell over and chewed a mouthful of mud. His left hand was shot through the upper arm by an arrow.  The originally neatly dressed old man in white suddenly turned into a dirty, bloody old madman with white hair. He finally couldn't bear it anymore: "Didn't you say you won't kill me?  Why did you still shoot me?  Why?  " "I only said I wouldn't kill you, but I didn't say I wouldn't shoot you!  Run away quickly!  Just lasso into the woods and you'll survive.  "Ding Gonghen's teeth were almost broken. He was limping slowly with the long sword in his right hand.He moved his feet forward, and the severe pain with every step made him want to die, and blood flowed continuously.  Poof!  The left leg was shot through.  Ding Gong took another mouthful of mud.  He grabbed the mud with one right hand and crawled forward desperately, his old eyes staring at the dense forest only a few steps away, which was his last hope.  Poof!  The right hand was shot through.  Ding Gong couldn't move his limbs. He banged his head against the mud desperately: "Why are you doing this to me? I don't want to die!" Until an old man in black walked out of the dense forest. He was Ji Xin.  Behind him was Sun Qi and dozens of servants of the Hou Mansion.  "Junhou!" Sun Qi strode across Duke Ding, walked to Cao Shi and knelt down on the ground: "I made a mistake! I was unworthy of the old monarch's trust. He was not around when the monarch needed help most.  It's too late to come down!" Cao Shi put away his bow: "Uncle Sun, stop talking and help Uncle Wang up quickly. He is seriously injured and is about to die." On the other side.  Ji Xin, who was dressed in black, looked down at his cousin who was covered in blood, with anger and disgust in his eyes: "Ding Yi! Have you forgotten what I told you? I have warned you again and again, and you have  Turning a blind eye, what do you think I have been doing these past year and a half? Every mountain ridge from South Vietnam to Southwest Yi has my footprints. I want to see where you will go to carry out your plan of revenge for the country. You  Sure enough, we went to South Vietnam, and we caught up with Southwest Yi. You let me down so much." "Grandpa, do you want to kill him?" A young man in black came out from behind Ji Xin.  His name is Ji Ying. He is about twenty-three or four years old. He is nine feet tall like his grandfather. His face is sinister and looks like a younger version of Ji Xin. There is a murderous look between his eyebrows. A few decades ago, he would have been a murderer.  Damn monster.  The Chu people are red and brave, while the Ji family is dark and cruel. This family is an anomaly among the Chu people, a perfect replica of the Qin people's character.  Ding Gong was like a bereaved dog, with snot and tears streaming down his face: "Brother, please help me, I really don't want to die, save my life for the sake of decades of friendship!" Ji Xin shook his head: "I had known this, why did I do it in the first place?  If you are injured like this and you bleed, you will die. If you are too old to survive the arrow extraction process, the loss of blood will kill you immediately. I'd better give you a good time."  With the long sword unsheathed, Ding Gong stared at the gleaming brightness in a daze.  Once upon a time, he liked that bright light very much. It was shining brightly against the bright sun. He only had to stab it out with a sword to spurt out blood.  Suddenly he was afraid, the light was not so beautiful, it was ugly, scary, exuding ferociousness, foreshadowing death.  Chi!  The long sword pierced the back of his heart. He was trembling like chaff. He raised his head with the only strength he had: "Brother, I was wrong. I should have learned a craft and become a carpenter. I have loved carpentry since I was a child. I made my own dowry."  I gave the box to the little girl next door. I liked her and she liked me. Later I went to learn swordsmanship and she stood at the door to say goodbye to me. Then I heard that she was married and she was not happy. I met  When I got to her, she said she liked me, but I only saw revenge. She was desperate and then died. I don¡¯t know where she was buried. Maybe I was wrong from the beginning, wrong" (To be continued, please  Search Piaotian Literature, the novel is better and updated faster! ps: The annoying plot is finally coming to an end, and some book friends said that the book has turned to the story of Qin Qin. I almost got drunk if I didn¡¯t write this annoying story.  Why did Gong Xima conquer the south? Everyone who has read historical materials knows that Nanyue, Minyue, and Dongou are all stuck together, and there are even more troublesome southwestern barbarians. Han Wu only managed to kill the first three in his whole life.  What he did in his later years, the southwestern barbarians were powerless. It was not until the Zhuge Liang era that the place finally gained a foothold, which was the famous Seven Captures of Meng Huo.
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