Chapter 72: The Fierce Battle at Tiger Wolf Pass; The Mysterious Taoist Appears
There is a certain wet person who has obtained a good poem, which says: When flowers bloom, they should be picked immediately, don't wait until there are no more flowers and the branches are empty. Another wet person said: The red apricot blossoms on the branch head are noisy with spring, if you can't get them out from behind the wall, pull them out!
What a great poem!
Huang Shiren this scoundrel, at the critical moment before a big battle, lectured Taizi with righteous words and severe countenance, and ate a whole good bean curd, feeling very satisfied.
"Girl, if I die tomorrow, it won't be unjust!" Old Huang comforted and sent away Daji with a smile, regarding this Tiger Wolf Pass.
No need to mention how Diaochan tossed and turned for the whole night, nor how Old Huang lay in bed with lustful thoughts that kept him hard all night. Let's just say that at dawn the next day, the clouds parted in five directions, the war drums sounded three times, the cannons fired three shots, and 300,000 Shang soldiers formed a battle array, truly a sea of flags and a forest of blades!
In front of the great army, a group of brave generals emerged. They heard that Taishi wore golden helmet and armor, holding a pair of whips, with Jade Qilin on his left and Ji Zhou Hou Su Hu on his right, and Cao Zhou Hou Chong Hei Hu behind him, followed by dozens of generals lined up in a row, truly invincible.
In front of the Taishi, on a rickety wooden cart, Huang Shiren and Daji sat shoulder to shoulder, chatting and laughing. Especially Daji, in order to cheer up her brother, had dressed up early in the morning, looking stunningly beautiful, like a fallen lotus flower, making all 300,000 soldiers of the Shang army feel invigorated, wanting to show off their heroism in front of this beauty, with high morale and great enthusiasm!
Boom! The business army had just formed its formation, and the Tiger Wolf Pass opened its gates, pouring out 700,000 to 800,000 rebel troops, forming a Goose Wing Formation. Over a dozen generals emerged, among them one person, wearing black helmet and armor, about forty-five or six years old, with broad shoulders and a round waist, his face as stern as a heavy melon, his long beard fluttering on his chest, holding a large knife in his hand, majestic and awe-inspiring.
"Master Shibo, that man is Yuan Futong!" Wen Zhong hastily introduced.
My goodness! I was so scared that my butt hole tightened up. I thought Guan Yu had arrived early! Huang Shiren wiped away a cold sweat.
The rebel army was small, but they were also fierce and powerful. Yuan Futong led his generals to the front of the two armies, laughing loudly: "Humph! Wen Zhong, last time you escaped with your life under my hands, today you're here again, aren't you tired of living?"
Wen Zhong listened to these words, let out a cold snort and shouted loudly: "Yuan Futong! Your ancestors for three generations have received the king's grace, yet you do not think of being loyal to the country, instead you secretly create chaos! I am here on the orders of the great king to quell the rebellion! If you surrender early, I can still spare your family's lives. If not, today we will flatten Tiger Wolf Pass and leave no chicken or dog alive!"
Haha! Yuan Futong looked up at the sky and laughed loudly: "Wen Zhong also heard Wen Zhong, if you can defeat me, I'll give you my head, but if you can't defeat me, hehe, I'll kill my way into Chao Ge, sit on that dragon throne!"
"Rebel!" Wen Zhong was enraged and turned around, saying: "Who dares to capture this rebel with me?"
"Taishi, Mo Jiang is willing to go!" Behind him, the sound of horseshoes rang out, and a general had already killed his way out. It was Su Hu's eldest son, Su Quanzhong!
Su Quanzhong was just a young whippersnapper, who had long wanted to show off his prowess in front of the two armies. He didn't respond to the words, but instead wielded his square heavenly halberd and went straight for Yuan Futong.
"Hey, you little punk! I'm here to capture you!" Behind Yuan Futong, a general had already flown out.
"Little kid, report your name and surname, or you'll be a nameless ghost under my knife!" Yuan Futong shouted, standing with his horse and holding his sword horizontally, with a sturdy back and waist like a tiger's, his voice as loud as thunder. What a vicious rascal!
"Isn't this the eldest son of Marquis of Ji State, Su Shi? Who is this ordinary man?"
"I am Liu Pengfei, the vanguard of the great king's camp!"
"Come and die!" Su Quanzhong roared, raising his halberd to strike.
"Good timing!" Liu Pengfei chuckled and swung his long knife, hacking away.
Su Quanzhong didn't take Liu Pengfei seriously, and in front of the two armies, he showed off his skills, using all the martial arts he had learned every day. His spear had a sharp point and a flowing ribbon, with 81 steps forward, 72 gates open, leaping and dodging, advancing and retreating quickly, truly a great spear!
But see: the skilled craftsmen work hard, Lao Jun's furnace refines into a sharp spear, stabilizing the country and securing the world. The yellow banner unfolds, the three armies are afraid; the leopard's tail moves, the generals' hearts tremble. Charging into the camp, like a giant python; trampling the great stronghold, tigers scatter the sheep. No need to speak of ghosts wailing and gods howling, many young men lose their lives lightly; relying on this treasure to secure the world, the spear shines long, forever peaceful.
Su Quanzhong wielded this halberd, and Liu Pengfei was drenched in cold sweat. He sighed: "With a son like Su, the Su family truly has a heroic lineage!"
Two men came and went, killing forty or fifty rounds, Quan Zhong was brave, glanced at a flaw, stabbed Liu Pengfei under the horse with one spear, cut off his head, and swaggered back.
"Hurray!" The cheers of the 300,000-strong merchant army shook the sky.
"Get out of my way, you little rascal! Take a beating from me!" Behind Yuan Fu, a general had already flown out, his face as dark as the bottom of a pot, holding an eighty-one catty wolf-toothed club, riding a horse to kill.
"Wang Tianhao is going crazy, Chong Heihu is here!" When Wen Zhong heard this behind him, Caozhou Hou Chong Heihu saw that he was making achievements on the side of Jizhou and couldn't bear it anymore. He urged his horse to rush forward, swinging his golden axe to kill.
The two of them knew each other but didn't exchange words and instead fought to the death in one place.
Chong Heihu's martial arts skills were renowned in the northern borders, and he was Wang Tianhao's equal. Both of them were top generals under Yuan Futong, and neither was a pushover. The two men clashed, exchanging over a hundred blows without either gaining the upper hand.
"This guy is good at martial arts, can't defeat him by force, can only outsmart him." Hei Hu made up his mind, swung an axe and rode his horse to patrol around.
"Respect Black Tiger, leave your head behind!" Wang Tianhao didn't dare to slack off, and chased after him until death.
Chong Hei Hu heard the sound of horseshoes behind his head, turned around to see Wang Tian Hua chasing after him relentlessly. With a cold smile, he lifted the red gourd on his back and recited an incantation. A black air burst out from inside the gourd, and with a loud laugh, he released it into the net. Amidst the swirling black smoke, a shrill cry was heard as a dark shape flew towards them, blocking out the sun. It was the Iron-beaked Divine Eagle, its beak wide open as it swooped down to attack. Wang Tian Hua hastily raised his staff to defend himself, but before he could react, the eagle had pecked at his horse's eyes, causing it to rear up and throw Wang Tian Hua off its back, sending him tumbling to the ground with his crown askew!
"Die!" Black Tiger turned around, his axe fell down and took Wang Tianhao's head, the three armies were shocked.
"Haha, Master Shu is indeed a brilliant strategist! With the presence of General Cao and General Zhou, we can defeat the enemy!" Wen Zhong burst into loud laughter.
On the wooden cart, Huang Shiren's face was as calm as water. Liu Pengfei and Wang Tianhao were ordinary people, winning or losing didn't matter to them. On the other side, no expert had made a move yet, making Huang Shiren anxious in his heart.
"Chong Black Tiger, you're finished! I'm here to take your life!" Yuan Futong saw that two of his generals had been defeated and was enraged. Danfeng's eyes widened as he urged on his warhorse, holding a large blade, and charged into battle.
"It's you I've been waiting for!" Chong Hei Hu sprang to life and counterattacked.
Two armies clash in one place, each displaying their divine powers.
Chong Heihu's skills were exceptionally strong, but Yuan Futong was no match for him. After thirty rounds, the big knife became disordered.
"Devour my treasure!" Chong Hei Hu lifted the red gourd, preparing to release the Iron Beak Divine Eagle.
"Haha, take a look at my treasure!" Yuan Futong let out a strange laugh and with a wave of his large hand, something flew out from his sleeve. As it caught the wind, it grew to over 6 feet tall, emitting endless golden light!
With a sudden whooshing sound, Chong Hei Hu's red gourd was immediately withdrawn!
"Not coming down yet!" Taking advantage of Chong Hei Hu being blinded by the golden light, Yuan Fu Tong raised his large knife and struck downwards with the back of the blade. With a loud clang, Chong Hei Hu was knocked off his horse.
"Got him!" Yuan Futong burst out laughing, and soldiers rushed out to bind Chong Heihu back.
"Is there anyone else who wants to come and die?" Yuan Futong had won over Chong Heihu, and the two armies were arrayed before him as he rode his horse, laughing wildly.
"Master Shu, I was previously defeated by Yuan Futong, and it was because of that treasure! Master Shu, have you seen the origin of that treasure clearly?" Wen Zhong asked in a low voice.
Yuan Futong took out his treasure, and Huang Shiren examined it carefully. All he saw was a dazzling golden light, but he couldn't make out what was inside the light.
"This treasure, I also can't see its history." Huang Shiren shook his head, making Wen Zhong even more anxious.
"Who's going?!" Wen Zhong shouted loudly.
"I'm coming!" Su Quanzhong rode out on horseback, heading straight for Yuan Futong.
"Good that you're here! You little beast, today I'll capture you first, then your father, I won't let a single one of you go!" Yuan Futong laughed loudly and charged forward with his knife.
The two men fought less than ten rounds, and Yuan Futong had already released that treasure, knocking Su Quanzhong off his horse and capturing him.
"Brother!" On the wooden cart, Taizi saw her brother being captured and became so anxious that her face turned pale.
"Zheng Lun, you go and fight!" Huang Shiren stood up and shouted loudly among the warriors.
"Yes sir!" Zheng Lun flew out from behind him.
Since seeing Huang Shiren, Zheng Lun naturally recognized him. He had met Huang Shiren at Chentangguan before, and this time he originally wanted to fight a battle, but unfortunately he was just a grain supervisor and couldn't take the stage. Seeing Chong Heihu being captured, he was anxious and couldn't wait. Huang Shiren actually nodded at his life, overjoyed, and galloped out on horseback.
Good Zheng Lun, wearing a nine-cloud crown of fierce flames, a large red robe, golden lock armor, jade belt, under the seat a fire-eyed and gold-gazed beast, swinging two demon-subduing mallets, shouting out!
"This is going to be weird!" Yuan Futong didn't dare to be careless and raised his knife to meet the enemy.
Two men with knives came and went, Yuan Fu was no match for Zheng Lun, raised his hand and was about to release the treasure.
Zheng Lun, who was a disciple of Du Ezhēn Rén from the Western Kunlun Mountains, learned a magical skill while studying Taoism in the mountains. Du Ezhēn Rén taught him to absorb two airs through his nostrils, sucking out people's souls. When he saw Yuán Fú Tōng about to release the treasure, Zheng Lun had already made his move!
Only to see a loud noise in his nostrils, like a huge bell, two white lights spurted out, Yuan Futong heard the sound and couldn't help but feel dizzy, his golden helmet fell off, his armor was dislodged from his saddle, a row of war boots danced wildly in mid-air, and he fell off his horse!
"Hurray!" Wen Zhong saw Yuan Futong fall off his horse and loudly cheered.
Capturing Yuan Futong would be half the battle in quelling the rebellion!
Good Zheng Lun! Just as Jin Jing Beast was about to smash Yuan Fu Tong, a burst of golden light suddenly appeared in front of him, and someone came out.
"Haha, fellow Taoist, your move is too ruthless! Come down from the horse!" The Taoist arrived in a very strange manner, with a wave of his hand, a golden light struck, Zheng Lun let out a loud cry and fell off the horse, unconscious.
The rebel army had already arrived and captured Zheng Lun.
The Taoist walked up to Yuan Futong, waved his hand, and Yuan Futong jumped up, saw the Taoist, and hastily bowed in front of him.
"Ah, it's you, the real master! You've finally come out!" As he looked at this person, Huang Shiren's pupils constricted and his whole body was covered in goosebumps!
Huang Shiren had never seen this Taoist before, and he was a cultivator of the Taiyi Golden Immortal. He couldn't see through the other's depth at all, and just based on this, it was enough to prove that the Taoist's cultivation was far above his own!
Yuan Futong can rebel, must be this Taoist's instigation, and Yuan Futong's treasure is also given by this Taoist!
Damn it, I'm getting old Huang today, doesn't look good!
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Here is the translation:
Today's second update is here. I just returned to the hotel after a business trip. Brothers, please bear with me for a bit! Thanks!
