Quick Travel: From Beginner to Master

On the other side, on the way to Yunjue Mountain with his troops, Ling Liang kept hearing about the bandits' looting of several more villages.

It was a cruel act that could make one's scalp numb just by describing it in plain words.

The banditry in the Yunjue Mountain area is not only rampant, they have reached the point of being lawless.

The "heroes and thieves" who rob the rich and give to the poor are just fantasies of the oppressed people. Real gangsters destroy humanity, destroy, loot, and burn, and commit all kinds of evil.

They may have been a group of ordinary people who were driven to the mountains by the reality of poverty, but after blocking the road and robbing money, killing a person, and massacring a village, their bottom line as human beings was infinitely lowered, and they gradually became people in disguise. skinned beast.

No, they are scarier than beasts.

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On the only way for the imperial reinforcements to pass, a bandit leader and two to three hundred men lurked in the mountains and forests.

"An trip - Ma Ersuo, trip, trip, fall!"

The leader looked at the approaching group of people, muttering in a low voice, his eyes shining with excitement.

But things didn't go as planned. The man at the front tightened the reins in time and waved to signal those behind him to stop and enter a state of alert.

When the leader saw that his plan failed, not only was he not disappointed, but he couldn't help but praise happily: "Good! You are indeed my chosen opponent!"

The opponent he chose was none other than the loyal king Cui Zixing.

Chen Hu is the leader of the ten fierce generals under the command of the master of Yunjue Mountain. He is born with brute strength, cruel temperament, hobbies of killing, and is particularly aggressive.

King Zhong had a good reputation, and Chen Hu had always been interested in him. He wanted to know who was stronger between him and King Zhong, but it was a pity that the two had no chance to meet.

This time the court asked King Zhong to suppress the bandits. After Chen Hu received the news from the mountain owner, he could not restrain his excitement and hurriedly led his men to block the road.

The soldiers looked at the tripping rope that suddenly lay not far away and were filled with anger.

They walked through the jungle and were in a hurry. The horses under them were galloping like the wind. If the prince hadn't noticed that something was fishy, ​​they would have fallen on their backs at this moment.

999 smiled slightly, hiding his merit and fame.

"Who? Who is it! The unknown rat is hiding its head and tail, do you dare to come out and challenge me!"

A grumpy general yelled with wide eyes.

"You? I don't want to compare with you. Grandpa, I am well-known in Yunjue Mountain. Among you people, the only one who can barely catch my eye is Prince Zhong."

There was a burst of laughter from the depths of the jungle, and the sound of "ta-ta-ta" hoofbeats sounded. Everyone's attention was first given to the majestic horse, which was all white and without a trace of color, and then they saw the strong man with muscles sitting high on it.

Chen Hu whistled, raised his arms and shouted: "Brothers, stop hiding and show these imperial eagle dogs some color!"

The remaining people emerged from their hiding places one after another, and the person responsible for tightening the tripping rope also quickly picked up the sword and ran over.

The gangsters from Yunjue Mountain were actually able to bypass the local defenders and come here to stop them. It seems that this has indeed become the norm.

Ling Liang frowned slightly, not wanting to waste time on his way, so he just ordered the soldiers to fight quickly.

"Wait a minute, Prince Zhong," Chen Hu looked at Ling Liang and said with great dissatisfaction, "Have you forgotten the rules of one-on-one duel between two armies? Why doesn't Prince take it seriously?"

And this rule?

Ling Liang was confused. He had never seen any general do this before.

Chen Hu patted his chest and said with great satisfaction: "Your Majesty is very famous, and I, Chen Hu, have heard about it a little bit. Everyone says that Your Majesty is brave enough to shoot an eight-stone bow, and I happened to have one when I was a kid. I have a lot of physical strength, so I want to compete with the prince in front of the battle. What do you think? Do you dare to agree?"

After he finished speaking, he glanced at Ling Liang provocatively, as if he was certain that he would agree.

Mo Qi asked in a low voice: "This man is so rude. Your Majesty, do you want the general to fight on your behalf?"

Ling Liang shook his head, picked up the reins, and leaped forward, fulfilling Chen Hu's wish.

After all, this man had raised the challenge openly and honestly. As the bandit-suppressing commander, he could not lose the reputation of the Da'an court.

Otherwise, these gangsters would have to think that the court was afraid of them.

After a few exchanges of moves, Ling Liang had some idea of ​​Chen Hu's strength. This man was not proficient in any clever moves, but as he said, he was surprisingly strong.

As the folk proverb goes, "One force can bring down ten groups."

Although Chen Hu could only raise the hammer and smash it down without any rules, Ling Liang's mount still couldn't stop struggling to retreat every time the weapons collided.

While accepting the challenge, Ling Liang was thinking about countermeasures.

Different from the arrogance on the surface, Chen Hu was actually secretly surprised in his heart.

He is very confident in his own strength. He has never met an opponent in his life. Except for the mountain master who treats him extremely well, he has never bowed his head to anyone.

But this loyal king... really made him feel danger.

His strength was on par with him, and the skills he was not good at were also mastered by others. The spear in his hand was like a silver snake coming out of a hole, and its direction was unpredictable, making his judgment on attacks frequently wrong.

If this continues, will his victorious martial arts career be marked by another defeat...

Chen Hu began to regret his hasty decision to come to King Zhong.

Facts have proved that his ominous premonition was correct, because when the two reached the No. 20 Nine Moves, the opponent's attack suddenly became extremely fierce, and the strong wind caused by the spear's sweep cut his cheek.

When he was paralyzed, his hammer was knocked to the ground and he was lifted off his horse.

Before Chen Hu had time to ask for mercy for himself, a blood mist appeared in front of his eyes.

Strange, why doesn't it seem to hurt much?

In a faint doubt, he sank into the boundless darkness and ended his life of many evil deeds.

Shu Qing smiled proudly, knowing that his prince could not lose.

Thinking like this, he silently put away the poisoned darts.

Chen Hu was dead, and his brothers were certainly no match for this elite cavalry. Shu Qing and Mo Qi only led the fifty men at the front of the team and almost killed them all.

The remaining three escaped faster than their companions, so it wasn't a big deal. It might be a little later to catch them, but there was only one path in and out of the forest, so they couldn't run very far.

After capturing the trophies including the white horse, the team moved quickly again, heading towards Yunjue Mountain.

When they arrived at the edge of the forest, they caught up with the bandits who were desperately trying to escape.

I thought I was sure of arresting the person, but at this moment, a child carrying a basket on his back broke in.

Even if the child immediately sensed something was wrong and turned around to leave, a bandit who was at the end of his rope had already seen him and pounced on him with his horse.

But someone moved faster than him.

When he was about to grab the child by the collar, the man lowered his head in disbelief.

There, on the left side of his chest, a sharp arrow accurately penetrated his heart. The new arrow was stained with red liquid and was falling drop by drop, landing on the horse's mane.

It turned out that King Zhong made a quick decision and took action quickly. He drew a double-feathered arrow from his quiver and threw it out with his bare hands.

The man's lips moved, as if he wanted to say something, but his life passed faster than the blood pouring from his heart, and in the end he did not say a word.

He blinked slowly, and after a moment, he fell off the horse.

The child was frightened by the sudden turn of events and stood there in a daze. Mo Qi quickly picked him up on his horse and took him to the prince's side.

The other two bandits were also frightened. When they came back to their senses, they found that they had been surrounded by a group of people. It was really impossible to escape, so they had no choice but to capture them.

The army came out of the mountains and forests, sent people to inquire about the child's village, and safely sent the six-year-old boy who came out to collect firewood back home, and then set off again.