Young Lady Han wielded a Wind and Fire Rod and stood on the city wall with the cannoneers who had already abandoned their cannons and picked up their weapons to fend off the enemy. She would occasionally pay attention to Yang Ling, and when she saw him pick up a gun and pounce at the Tartars, she was almost scared out of her wits. My husband is a scholar, and his body is weak. I'm afraid that even an ordinary strong man can't beat him. How can he be a match for these murderous Tartars? She flew up and swung her staff at the shoulder of a tartar who had just jumped onto the city wall, knocking him down. Then she chased after him.
There were not many fancy moves in the battle between the enemy and the enemy. It was the simplest and most direct slashing and assassination moves, but Yang Ling realized that it was not the case when they started fighting. His strength and speed could not be compared to those who had been on the battlefield for years. A Tatarian wielding a blade had just slashed across the neck of a soldier, and he swung his blade, sending the spear in Yang Ling's hand flying.
Yang Ling let out a stern shout and swung his broadsword down. Looking at the broadsword swinging down, he thought,""I'm here. I'm going to die again.”He couldn't hide, so he didn't want to hide. At the moment of death, he only wanted to see the young lady again.
He only turned his head halfway and saw Han Youniang pouncing at him like a leopard protecting her calf. The scarf on her head had fallen off, and her braids were flying in the wind. Her face was as red as a peach blossom.
The man and the staff were almost in a straight line, and with a whoosh, the tip of the staff was already pointed at Yang Ling's head. With a clang, the saber that was just about to hit his head was deflected by Han Youniang. The saber was deflected, leaving a deep mark on the ground.
Young Lady Han arrived. Her left shoulder hit the ground, and she rolled forward. She raised her staff and hit the chest of the Tata with a bang. The strength of the staff was so great that the man stumbled back a few steps. Before he could stand firm, Young Lady Han stepped forward and twisted her waist. She followed up with two steps." Pa, pa, pa." The staff struck like the wind. The left neck, the right neck, the forehead, and the lower part of the body were hit like a storm. The man did not even have the time to wail.
Yang Ling was stunned as he watched. He saw Young Lady Han's staff twirling around, holding the middle of the staff. The tip of the staff brushed past Yang Ling's chest, bringing with it a gust of wind. She turned around, and her hand slid to the tip of the staff. The staff flew up like a leopard's tail, ruthlessly striking the throat of the Tartar man. Yang Ling could clearly hear the cracking sound of his throat bone shattering. This staff strike sent the huge body flying, flipping over the city wall and falling down.
Her moves were fierce and fierce. Her staff techniques were fast and ruthless, dazzling people. Her footwork was even more vigorous and powerful. Seeing another head appear on the city wall, she pointed the tip of the staff forward like a spear and pointed it at the man's forehead. The man did not even see the enemy clearly before he fell back.
Young Lady Han withdrew her staff and retreated to Yang Ling's side. Her knees gave way, and she almost fell to the ground. She quickly used her staff to support herself, stabilizing her body. Yang Ling was watching with his mouth agape. Seeing her small face turn pale and her forehead sweating profusely, he was so frightened that he quickly supported her and said,""Young lady, what's wrong? Where are you injured? Where are you injured?"
Young Madam Han said in a trembling voice," Husband, I'm fine. It's just that knife. It scared me to death. Sob, sob, sob." The person involved was fine, but she was so scared that she cried.
Only then did Jiang Bin realize that this young man with outstanding martial arts skills was actually a girl. He even thought that she was afraid because she had just killed someone. He waved his knife and cut down a few tartars one after another. He laughed and said," What's there to be afraid of? My legs were cramped the first time I went on the battlefield. It was the sentry who strangled my neck and forced me to charge forward. You won't be afraid if you kill a few more."
The fighting was so intense that he jumped onto the city wall and kicked down an enemy leader who had just climbed up. He then slashed down with his saber. Cha cha cha, he cut down the wooden ladder tied up by ropes. Several Tartar soldiers who had just climbed halfway fell down with miserable screams.
For a moment, arrows rained down on Jiang Bin. Jiang Bin stood on top of the city wall, brandishing his twin sabers in an impenetrable manner, blocking all the arrows. Seeing the bravery of his general, the soldiers around him, who had already begun to cower, immediately felt their morale rise, and for a moment, they suppressed the Tartar soldiers 'offensive.
Young Miss Han supported Yang Ling and said,"Husband, hurry up and go upstairs."
Yang Ling stomped his feet in frustration. Damn it, he really couldn't lift his hands or shoulder anything. It was completely useless. Other than throwing rocks, he couldn't even use the bow and arrow. It wasn't something someone like him who had never touched it before could handle.
Yang Ling knew his own limits. He had almost been killed by someone just now, and when he saw how frightened Young Miss Han was, he did not try to show off anymore. He could only obediently hide upstairs. Before he left, he asked anxiously,""I didn't expect your martial arts to be so good. What kind of staff technique is this?”
Han Youniang blushed and said shyly," Father taught me, and Youngest Mother doesn't know either." Seeing that he had entered Yue Lou, Han Yuniang was relieved. She immediately rushed back to fight with Jiang Bin. As long as the Tartars opened up a gap, they would be able to suppress the Tartars quickly.
Yang Ling had seen Jiang Bin's bravery with his own eyes, but he did not expect Young Lady Han's martial arts skills to be so outstanding. The Wind and Fire Rod in her hand was swinging and swinging, and the shadows of the rod danced around like a dragon. He did not expect that the usually gentle and timid little girl would be baring her fangs and brandishing her claws like a ferocious lion.
Yang Ling clenched his fists tightly as he watched, his heart filled with excitement. He secretly made up his mind that if he could survive today, he would definitely learn this staff technique from her. Just as he was getting excited from watching, someone patted his shoulder and turned around. He saw that the registrar Wang had followed him, his face green and black, and Yang Ling's eyes were white from the gunpowder. The two of them were like a pair of little ghosts.
He approached Yang Ling, but his eyes were fixed on the soldiers who were engaged in melee combat everywhere, as if he was observing the enemy's situation side by side with Yang Ling. He whispered,""Advisor Yang, you didn't do anything wrong. This was a choice you had no choice but to make. No one among your colleagues will criticize you, but you have to be careful of Ma Yi Cheng."
Yang Ling was startled, and he whispered,"Why should we be careful of him?"”
The Wang family's registrar smiled like he was about to cry."The deputy is a lowly official. What right do you think he has to be on equal footing He County Master He?”
He coughed twice and quickly said,"Our Ming Dynasty's post officers are all secret scouts of the Brocade Guard. It's best to be careful."
"Embroidered Uniform Guards?" Yang Ling was shocked. He had thought that the Embroidered Uniform Guards were the Emperor's inner guards. He did not expect that a postmaster and granary director could be related to the Embroidered Uniform Guards. The intelligence network of the Ming Dynasty was quite developed.
Thinking of his relationship with Ma Yi Cheng, he felt a little relieved, but he still said somewhat unfairly,"The commoners below the city obviously can't live. Even if they can live, can't you tell the difference between tens of thousands of lives and dozens of lives?”
Wang Zhangkong laughed dryly and sighed."Unless we pull all the imperial censors sitting high up in the capital to the top of the city walls, I'm afraid they won't think this way." After saying that, Wang Zhangkong quietly moved away.
Yang Ling turned around and saw Deputy Huang and Deputy Ma talking to each other. Their gazes met, and seeing the concern in their eyes, Yang Ling immediately understood that Deputy Huang was deliberately pestering Deputy Ma to get Official Wang to tell him this.
He had some doubts in his heart,"I saved his son. Are the Jinyiwei all so ruthless?" Since Deputy Huang instructed me to do so, he must want me to find an opportunity to show him my goodwill. Cough! Anyway, I won't live for long. I can die, but I can't pay. Otherwise, how will my young mother survive?”
My young mother? Thinking of this, the number one miser's heart trembled. He raised his head to look at the city wall and saw Young Lady Han waving her whistle. Two black braids that reached her hips swayed behind her.
At this moment, Patrol Officer Liu raised his bow and shouted," The Tartars have been pushed back, the Tartars have been pushed back." County Magistrate Huang and Ma Yi, who were talking, rushed forward. The Tartar soldiers retreated like a tide, firing arrows at the top of the city wall as they retreated, covering the soldiers who were climbing the siege ladder.
Yang Ling saw that they were advancing and retreating in an orderly manner, and that they were not panicking. Even though he did not understand formations, he could tell that the Tartars were gathered in a disorderly manner, and they were still vaguely forming a few offensive formations. He could not help but shout,""What are the Tartars doing? As long as they continued to attack, they would be able to reach the top of the city wall. Why did they suddenly retreat?”
"Advisor Yang, aren't you afraid of death?" These bastards have been killed by us until their hearts ache."
Yang Ling felt that something was wrong, but he could not explain it. Compared to the few civil officials who were in high spirits, his thoughts were clearer. He thought for a moment and suddenly shouted,""Not good, are they going to attack the East and West Gates? "We just drew out a portion of people from the two sects. Their strength is still very low."
At this moment, Jiang Bin also rushed back. In the cold weather, he had already taken off his battle robe and was bare-chested. The two sabers in his hands had already been rolled up, and the top was a bloody mess. Hearing Yang Ling's words, he continued,""No, the roads in the east and west cities are narrow, and the city gates are usually closed. We don't have many people, so they can't send out a large army to fight. However, I think the Tartars must have some tricks up their sleeves."
Young Lady Han ran back. There were a bunch of lords in the building, so it was inconvenient for her to enter. She stood by the door and looked at Yang Ling. Her cheeks were red, and her hair was wet on her forehead. Yang Ling smiled at her and took two steps forward, looking down the city wall with his hand on the awning.
On the snowy ground, the Tartar soldiers parted to form a path. In the middle of the path were four galloping horses, dragging two black objects as they galloped towards the city. Before Yang Ling could point out his discovery, Jiang Bin jumped up like a rooster whose neck had been chopped off. He shouted at the top of his lungs,"Damn it! It's the Sky Piercing Thunderbolt Cannon!"
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