The Grandmaster Strategist

Chapter 32 Evil Shadow Rakshasa

The men and horses were exhausted, and they had been fighting for a whole day and night. Only half of the more than a thousand people were alive, and they were all injured. Li Zhi smiled bitterly and shook his head. He did not expect that he would experience such suffering after having thousands of troops. The two thousand forbidden troops led by Wen Ziyan and the more than a thousand forbidden troops led by Pei Yun are one of Dayong's most elite troops, and they are all brave and good at fighting. Wen Ziyan had an advantage in terms of military strength, and his marching speed was faster than King Yong. In addition, Wen Ziyan had fifty female swordsmen from the Fengyi Sect in addition to the two thousand forbidden troops. These female swordsmen were all They are warriors with high martial arts skills who are not afraid of death. Although they are women, they are all proficient in swordsmanship and archery. Although they are not good at frontal attacks, they cooperate with the Forbidden Army warriors to kill them with bows and arrows on the outside. After the two armies approach, they They can also rely on their superb swordsmanship and riding skills to assassinate the masters and generals under King Yong. These female swordsmen already have a sword in their hands and can easily pierce the armor of Dayong soldiers, so they caused great losses to King Yong. Li Zhi's men were either good at fighting on the battlefield or only good at martial arts. They were much inferior to these female swordsmen who were so elusive on the battlefield. If it weren't for Li Zhi's outstanding command, he would have been surrounded and killed by Wen Ziyan.

Li Zhi looked back at the smoke and dust in the distance and sighed again. Master Fengyi was really extraordinary. The female army she trained was truly unparalleled. Even the cavalry archers of the northern barbarians may not be so powerful. She has always been proud of herself. Training troops, but never thought of training such a light cavalry. Of course, the cost of such training is too high, but it can definitely become an iron cavalry that is astonishing to both gods and ghosts. And Wen Ziyan, the female Rakshasa who gave Li Zhi the most headache, made Li Zhi even more impressed. Although Wen Ziyan's performance was unsatisfactory when blocking King Yong's breakout. Maybe it's because although Wen Ziyan is responsible for training these female swordsmen, it's not Wen Ziyan who trains these female swordsmen into armies. However, Li Zhi had to admire Wen Ziyan's ability. From the initial rush to the current command, if Wen Ziyan had led the battle earlier, he might have become a famous general.

Li Zhi couldn't help but think that the head of Fengyi Sect really chose the wrong path. If she hadn't been committed to controlling the government and the harem, then with Wen Ziyan and these female swordsmen, Dayong might have a women's army that shocked the world. Although such a road will inevitably be bumpy and tortuous, it will be a brighter road.

After sharing the few rations left with his men, Li Zhi mounted his horse again and loudly said: "If we can cross the Kuyun Mountains one more time, we can intercept the rebels' pursuit and meet up with the reinforcements. Although he said this, Li Zhi was very worried. Wen Ziyan led his army to intercept in a roundabout way, forcing Li Zhi not to move in the direction of his own bodyguards. If this continued, Li Zhi thought, his head might become a sacrifice It was a gift from the prince. A look of resentment flashed in the eyes of Pei Yun beside him. The carefully trained army was killed by the female swordsman of Fengyi Sect. Although there was a shortage of troops, he was still completely humiliated. Save face.

Everyone ran for a while and saw a steep hill in front of them. Everyone was on alert. They had arrived here yesterday, but unfortunately they were stopped by Wen Ziyan. In the end, they had to turn around and break out. This time they used all kinds of methods. The method was to cover up the traces, divide the troops to lure the enemy, and then we arrived here again. As long as we passed here, the next seventy miles were hilly ancient roads. As long as the dead soldiers were left to ambush and cut off the rear, we could ensure that King Yong returned to his bodyguard. under the protection of the army. No matter how powerful the pursuers were, they could not harm King Yong among tens of thousands of troops.

Looking at the mountains ahead, Li Zhi waved his hand, and the two masters with the best lightness skills dismounted and flew up the mountains like apes. As soon as their figures disappeared from everyone's eyes, a loud shout came, and Li Zhi and others immediately tightened their grip. Armed with weapons, a woman in green clothes riding a horse appeared on the mountain. Although her appearance was ordinary, her arrogance and arrogance made this woman stand out in the eyes of everyone.

The chief disciple of Fengyi Sect is indeed not an ordinary person.

Wen Ziyan stepped forward on her horse, and behind her, more than forty women in white rode up and stopped on her left and right sides. Wen Ziyan said loudly: "Li Zhi, I have long expected you to come back here, so no matter how you divided your forces to lure me, I still arrived here in advance. Now that you are in a certain death situation, you are still not dismounted and bound." , maybe His Highness the Prince is kind enough to spare your life."

Li Zhi sighed and said, "It's a pity that Miss Wen didn't lead the troops in the battle. I admire you, but if you want to kill me, you still have to rely on your ability. Li An rebels and rebels. You have no father and no king. You, the emperor, have no father or king." Yimen instigated the prince to rebel, which is an unpardonable crime. If you want my head, you can take it yourself."

Wen Ziyan laughed loudly, waved her hand, and countless knights poured out from both sides of her. They were condescending and rushed down. Li Zhi knew that the favorable terrain was occupied by Li Hanyou. If he was eager to escape now, he would only be captured by Wen Ziyan. If you are chasing after someone with all your strength, you will suffer heavy losses, but there is a glimmer of hope. If you can block a wave of attacks, you can still find a chance to escape.

So Li Zhi drew the front finger of his sword and said loudly: "I would rather die than retreat, kill!" After shouting, he took the lead and rushed forward. Seeing this, the guards on the left and right were all excited and rushed forward to cover King Yong. . The two powerful forces collided together, meeting on a narrow road, and flesh and blood flew everywhere. With his superb command, King Yong finally blocked the first wave of attacks with difficulty. At this time, Pei Yun had already noticed that Wen Ziyan on the mountain and the female swordsman of Fengyi Sect rushed down from the more dangerous place on the right, obviously intending to attack King Yong's flank. Pei Yun's heart skipped a beat and he said loudly: "Brothers, follow me and leave behind, Your Highness, hurry up and leave."

At Pei Yun's order, more than 300 of the more than 1,000 forbidden troops who had received instructions from Pei Yun in advance simultaneously burst out with powerful combat power and blocked the rebels. Li Zhi was stunned for a moment and saw Pei Yun took the lead and rushed towards Wen Ziyan. He shouted with regret: "Let's go!" Although he had no plan in advance, King Yong had been on the battlefield for a long time and naturally knew that this was the only chance. The martyr immediately cut off his wrist and left the battlefield. Everyone knew that if King Yong could not meet the guards alive, then everyone would be dead, so the remaining Forbidden Army and some of King Yong's guards did not hesitate to protect King Yong and evacuate.

Wen Ziyan and Pei Yun fought for several times. Pei Yun was a Shaolin master and a brave general on the battlefield. At this moment, he was brave and not afraid of death, so he actually blocked Wen Ziyan's offensive. The personal guards and various gate dispatches around him Some of the martial arts masters who came to King Yong also stayed behind. Although they were not good at fighting on the battlefield, they actually blocked the sharp sword and iron hoof of the Fengyi Sect female swordsman with their bravery.

Wen Ziyan's sword glowed like a rainbow, and the snow-like blade finally found an opportunity to pierce Pei Yun's body. Seeing that the master guards around him were close to being defeated, Pei Yun stopped dodging, and instead slashed at Wen Ziyan with his backhand. Wen Ziyan couldn't dodge the desperate counterattack of the young Shaolin master. Although she was wearing soft armor under her green clothes, her right arm was still injured by the knife. However, Pei Yun was also stabbed several times by the Fengyimen female swordsman who came around and fell off his horse. Although Wen Ziyan saw that Pei Yun was not dead, he didn't care about chasing King Yong. With a loud roar, he led his army to kill the remnants of King Yong.

This pursuit was unusual. Wen Ziyan desperately rode his horse and ran wildly. King Yong could not get rid of his pursuers no matter what. After running for more than 20 miles, the speed of the horse gradually slowed down. Li Zhi was heartbroken and raised his sword. To stab the horse's buttocks. At this time, there was smoke and dust billowing in front, and it seemed that a large group of people were coming to kill. Li Zhi couldn't help but feel discouraged, and he was at a loss for a moment. However, after all, he was a great man of his generation. Seeing that the two sides in front and behind might arrive at the same time, he simply stopped his horses. Thinking of the two days of fighting and running around, I was already in a state of embarrassment. How could Dayong's military god die in such an embarrassment. Then he used the flat surface of his sword as a mirror to straighten his appearance and clothes. The imperial guards and guards on the left and right were also discouraged. They all clenched their weapons and prepared to face the last moment.

The pursuers who heard the purple smoke from behind gradually approached. At this time, Li Zhi also saw clearly that the leader of the army in front was unparalleledly handsome. He was Xiahou Yuanfeng, and the sergeant beside him seemed to be a subordinate of Qin Yi based on his armor. Li Zhi thought to himself, could it be that Jiang Zhe's plan failed and the prince had already taken control of Qin Yi's army? At this moment, death was imminent, but Li Zhi felt calm. Looking around, Sima Xiong and Jing Chi were already covered with wounds. The guards also looked bleak. Broken, he couldn't help but laugh and said: "A man was born in troubled times, and he should carry a three-foot sword to achieve immortal achievements. If he fails to achieve his ambition, he will die! It's a pity that everyone will be implicated." Everyone cried: "Can I go to hell with your highness? , even if you die, you will be honored."

At this time, the troops led by Xiahou Yuanfeng suddenly extended to both sides, forming a military formation with two arms. Li Zhi and others were stunned. This look did not look like they were trying to disperse their remaining troops, but more like they were trying to disperse them. He and others were surrounded. Could it be that they wanted to capture him alive. Before Li Zhi could think clearly, Xiahou Yuanfeng's army had already split into two from the middle, passed over the two wings of Li Zhi's remaining army, and faced Wen Ziyan's pursuers. One side has strong soldiers and strong horses, and the other side has strong crossbows. At the first touch, the superiors and subordinates immediately see each other. Wen Ziyan's army was surrounded by more than 5,000 people led by Xiahou Yuanfeng.

"Xiahou Yuanfeng!" Wen Ziyan's sharp and angry shout came from the surrounding area.

Li Zhi's expression perked up. Although he didn't understand how this could happen, he immediately understood that at this moment, he was already sure of victory.

At this time, some of the soldiers who had arrived from the reinforcements came to King Yong's horse. A brave general performed a military salute on his horse and said loudly: "General Qin has followed His Majesty's secret order and sent out large armies to search for and rescue His Highness. Zhang Xiong, the last general, followed Xia Hou to lead the way. Fortunately, he met His Highness. Rescue came late, so I ask Your Highness to forgive me."

Li Zhi said happily: "General, there is no need to be polite. Please tell me slowly what is going on."

The general said respectfully: "Last night, Commander Xia Hou came to our army camp and conveyed His Majesty's secret decree and the General's military order. He said that the Crown Prince had rebelled and that His Highness King Yong was being pursued by the rebels. General Qin Yong passed on the military order and the army was divided into eight groups. Searching for His Highness’s whereabouts. Please allow Your Highness to send a signal to inform all parties of His Highness’s location.”

Li Zhi thought for a while and said: "You can use the military message method to inform the soldiers from all walks of life to meet at Pingyuan Town."

Pingyuan Town is fifteen miles away from the Hunting Palace, which is suitable for setting up a large tent for King Qin's army. Admiration flashed in the general's eyes, and he sent messengers, using fireworks and beacons to pass down King Yong's military orders.

Li Zhi raised his eyes and saw that although Wen Ziyan was trapped, he was even more brave. The besieging soldiers suffered numerous casualties, and he couldn't help but feel extremely sad in his heart. Then he said to the general: "Are there any friendly troops nearby?"

The general also looked at the battlefield with some worry and said, "Your Highness, the Chinese army led by General Qin should be twenty miles away."

Li Zhi said overjoyed: "Quickly recruit General Qin to come. After annihilating the rebels, join forces and go to Pingyuan Town." The general quickly sent the order. Another set of firework signals rose into the sky.

After less than half an hour, Wen Ziyan led his army to break through several times, but was blocked by the soldiers who risked their lives. Xiahou Yuanfeng, with the help of King Yong's masters and warriors in the army, blocked the sharp edge of Fengyimen with great difficulty. . Only now did they really understand the power of Fengyi Sect. Although they were very afraid of the power of Fengyi Sect in the past, they actually despised these women. But Wen Ziyan's brilliant and ruthless swordsmanship kept them on the edge of life and death all the time.

Although Li Zhi was worried, another thing made him very happy. The subordinates he sent to rescue the Duanhou soldiers found that Pei Yun was still alive. Although he was seriously injured, Shaolin's mental skills were indeed very magical and actually saved him. life.

After a while, although Fengyimen also suffered heavy casualties, Wen Ziyan was about to break through successfully. Smoke and dust billowed in the distance, and reinforcements led by Qin Yong arrived. At this time, Wen Ziyan finally took the lead and broke out of the siege.

Xiahou Yuanfeng shook his head helplessly. After fighting hard for a long time, he finally couldn't hold on anymore. In order not to die under Wen Ziyan's sword, he still gave in. This was really beyond his expectation. Although Xiahou Yuanfeng liked to please both sides, he was better at discerning the situation. When King Yong broke through, he knew that the change in the situation was no longer under the control of Fengyi Sect, so under Jiang Zhe's coercion, he added to the Yimen was disappointed, so he quickly decided to seek refuge with King Yong. He thought mockingly to himself that although King Yong was more difficult to serve and had to use actual merit in exchange for official position and trust, it was at least better than relying on others. Since he wants to take refuge with King Yong, how to make great achievements as soon as possible is the top priority at the moment. Moreover, God blessed him to be the first to find King Yong, and he had no greater merit than rescuing him. Xiahou Yuanfeng was naturally overjoyed, and annihilating Wen Ziyan seemed to be a reward from God, but Wen Ziyan and The strength of the Fengyi Clan female swordsman made him hit a big snag.

At this time, Xiahou Yuanfeng finally noticed the reinforcements in the distance, but as far as he was concerned, by letting these reinforcements go to suppress Wen Ziyan, although the credit was taken away by others, Yong Yong deserved the credit for consuming the strength of Fengyi Sect. The king had already seen it, so he didn't care about it. He just ordered an encirclement when Fengyi Gate broke through the siege. After all, it was no small feat to wipe out the remaining Forbidden Army in one fell swoop.

From among the reinforcements, a black black horse broke away from the military formation and faced Wen Ziyan. Murderous aura surged from the young man in military uniform on the horse. Wen Ziyan saw the supporting troops and reined in the war horse. She closed her eyes and opened them again for a moment. The eyes that had fallen from hope to the abyss of despair had become dull. The female swordsmen of the Fengyi Sect, whose white clothes had already been stained with blood, were preparing their weapons silently one by one. The female swordsmen of the Fengyi Sect, who had only lost a few people in the previous two days, had already lost most of them in the fierce battle just now. The bows and arrows he wore had long been lost, the outer armor was broken and tattered, revealing the black soft armor underneath, and the sword that could cut gold and jade was blunt and dull. But there was no trace of fear or weakness on their faces.

Wen Ziyan waved his hand to the female swordsmen not to move, and he raised his horse to meet the man. Just a moment ago, the rebellious Imperial Army had lost all fighting spirit. Xiahou Yuanfeng rode his horse to King Yong and was about to report when he saw Li Zhi's eyes staring ahead. There, there was not a single soldier within a hundred steps, only Wen Ziyan and Li Shun were confronting each other. Xiahou Yuanfeng smiled slightly, said nothing, and did not pay attention to the wary looks of Prince Yong's guards. At this moment, there was no other sound on the battlefield except the groans of the dying Imperial Guards and the neighing of the horses that had lost their masters. Almost everyone was still, staring at the pair of peerless masters who also had terrible names. The evil shadow Li Shun and the blood-handed Rakshasa smell the purple smoke.

Everyone had the same idea. For such an admirable enemy, let her die in a duel with an equal opponent. Everyone knows that if Wen Ziyan loses, then these Fengyimen female swordsmen will have no resistance, but if Li Shun loses, if no one on King Yong's side can save face, I am afraid that only Wen Ziyan Death will also severely damage the morale of King Yong's side.

At this time, Wen Ziyan smiled slightly, turned over and dismounted, patted the horse's neck lovingly, drove it away, and looked at Li Shun. Li Shun's clothes were torn to pieces when he broke through, so he was wearing a military uniform, but without armor. His eyes fell on Wen Ziyan, revealing a hint of admiration and deeper resentment. Seeing Wen Ziyan's actions, he also dismounted and drove away his mount. The two of them looked at each other in the rustling autumn wind, with murderous intent rising into the sky.

Just when everyone was shocked by the murderous intent of the two people, the two people had already moved from silence, their figures were entangled together, and the sharp sword light was flying horizontally. Li Shun was twisting a jade hosta with his fingers, and with his ever-changing movements The move makes a harsh sound of breaking through the air. The two of them became more and more courageous as they fought, and the onlookers could no longer see their figures. This amazing fight did not last long. Wen Ziyan was already exhausted, so she did not care about her internal strength and physical strength, and had to fight in the shortest possible time. He needed time to achieve results, and Li Shun was originally arrogant. Moreover, through the battle with Wen Ziyan, he could also evaluate other masters of the Fengyi Sect that he might face in the future, so he did not use tactics to avoid the enemy's edge. The two fought against each other with all their strength, but the winner was decided in just a few dozen rounds. Wen Ziyan's delicate body fell like a kite with broken strings. Although there were some minor injuries on his body, Li Shun was in high spirits. After fighting Wen Ziyan with all his strength, he was confident that he could deal with any Fengyi except the master of Fengyi Sect. Door master.

At this time, Wen Ziyan sat up slowly, blood flowing from her body, but she stood up unsteadily as if without knowing it. Her eyes slowly looked around for a week, and finally fell on Li Shun. , whispered something, then raised his sword and said loudly: "The winner is the king, the loser is the bandit, Li Shun, I am waiting for you under Jiuquan." After saying that, he cut himself off with his sword, and never let a man down for a generation. The heroine swordsman was buried deep in the loess.

At this time, Qin Yong waved his hand, and more than a thousand archers drew their bows and pointed at the remaining female swordsmen. Qin Yong saluted King Yong from a distance and waited for his order.

The female swordsmen looked at each other. Although they had almost no normal emotions due to the hard training and problematic mentality, this situation still made them understand that there was no hope of survival, and the shadow of death clearly hung over them. . Therefore, Wen Ziyan, whom they respected and obeyed, became the object of their imitation. They looked at each other and raised their swords to commit suicide. As the bodies of these women fell off the horse, the collapse of Fengyi Sect began.