Chapter 2 After the second robbery, I suddenly met a strange woman

At this moment, Yang Yuncong was shocked and angry.What frightened him was not the danger of his own life, but the Kazakhs who cared about him.He is confident that with his exquisite swordsmanship, it is not difficult to break through the siege of a hundred or so people.What's more, in the past few years, he has been born and died, and he has already put his life aside.But he couldn't help worrying about his companions. They were all the best young Kazakhs. They were outnumbered. If they were lost in this endless desert, it would be worse than losing a hundred sheep.He was terrified, and he was even more angry. What he was angry about was his junior brother Chu Zhaonan, who was young and promising, but whose heart was like a rotten apple. He actually betrayed and surrendered, led the way for the enemy, and wanted to stain his blood red His top son.

However, it was only for a split second, and emotions of fear and anger flashed through his mind like lightning.Time does not allow him to think, the enemy's weapons have already struck.At this moment, he roared loudly, and a dagger suddenly shot out, sweeping the dust against the wind, displaying the exquisite moves in Tianshan swordsmanship, swinging in all directions, several enemy weapons were swept out immediately. hands. Yang Yuncong was as fierce as an angry lion, with a dagger in his mouth and lightning flashing, he dashed left and right in the enemy's encirclement, and soon ran into his junior brother Chu Zhaonan.Chu Zhaonan shouted: Brother, come over to us, why bother to help those Kazakhs!Yang Yuncong slashed with his sword, and shouted: I don't have a junior like you!Chu Zhaonan took three steps back, and said again: "The destiny has been set, the Manchu Qing has secured the Longting in Beijing, all the Ming troops in the Central Plains have collapsed, and the rebellion in Xinjiang will soon be over."You take a few people and run across the desert, what can you do!Yang Yuncong gritted his teeth, Shua!Swish!Swish!He stabbed three swords in a row, and cursed: Shameless man, you are a minion for a tiger!A sword is as tight as a sword, killing Chu Zhaonan in a hurry.

While Chu Zhaonan was desperately parrying, he suddenly let out a long howl, and the Qing soldiers who were helping in the battle split up on both sides like an ebbing tide.Yang Yuncong was wondering when he saw a Manchurian officer coming up on his horse. He was still seven or eight feet away from them, and suddenly he flew up into the air on his horse's back, holding a strangely shaped short weapon, and thrust it down like a goshawk. Usually, Yang Yuncong was furious, he stamped his feet, he also drew his dagger on the ground, raised the flames to set fire to the sky, and swiped at the man's weapon, only to hear a proper sound, the man's weapon was already dead. Shocked his hand.At this moment, Yang Yuncong was suspended in the air, and suddenly saw a gust of cold wind coming straight up, he didn't care about hurting the enemy, he jumped out backwards with his extremely light work, thin chest and skillful skill of turning clouds, and landed lightly on the ground.Looking back, I saw that Chu Zhaonan had just landed on the ground, looking around with a horizontal sword.It was my junior brother who took advantage of the situation to attack just now and rescued that guy.

Yang Yuncong's eyes shone brightly, he regained his majesty, his short sword swung back, and he wanted to fight with two people.The Manchurian officer's name was Niu Hulu, and he was a student of the Changbai Mountain Faction Fengleijian Zhenjun Qi. He used a mourning file, which could be used as a five-element sword envoy, and it could also be used as a acupuncture point. Among the soldiers of the Eight Banners, his martial arts were among the best. Duoduo, a young general of the imperial clan, is still his nephew in terms of seniority.Since he entered the customs, he has rarely encountered enemies.It was only recently transferred to Xinjiang to help Yili General Nalan Hideyoshi to pacify the Hui Ministry.He was too self-reliant and didn't know the magic of Yang Yuncong's Tianshan swordsmanship, so when he met him, he struck down in the air, wanting to show Chu Zhaonan his hand, but unexpectedly, the lightness skill and jumping technique was Yang Yuncong's forte. After dying under Yang Yuncong's sword, he couldn't help but lose all his arrogance and restrain his arrogance. He picked up the mourning file, regained his energy, used what he had learned in his life, and then fought with Yang Yuncong.

In this way, it would not be easy for Yang Yuncong to succeed.The funeral file of Niuhulu dangled back and forth, sometimes it was struck by a sword, and sometimes it was pointed by a judge's pen.It refers to the thirty-six acupoints of the human body.Chu Zhaonan, who was even more proficient in Tianshan swordsmanship, held back Yang Yuncong with a long sword, and reminded Niu Hulu at any time how to deal with it, just like a coach.Although Chu Zhaonan's skill is shallow, far inferior to Yang Yuncong's, but because he is familiar with his own swordsmanship, it is very good as a coach to direct Niu Hulu to fight together.The two fought together, but they tripped Yang Yuncong very tightly, preventing him from getting out to rescue the other Kazakhs.

At this time, the desert was already in a melee, Yang Yuncong could only hear the two Kazakh warriors, Yishida and Maigaiti, shouting and fighting, and the fight was already very fierce.He was furious, and his sword technique changed, fierce and unprecedented, the sword light gleamed, danced colorfully, circled forward and backward, fluctuated ups and downs, indescribable and elusive.Although Chu Zhaonan knew that this was the roundabout series of swordsmanship in the Tianshan swordsmanship, but because Yang Yuncong developed faster and faster, extremely fast, and used the moves in pieces, he was dizzy and couldn't take care of himself. How could he remind Niu? Hulu.

Yang Yuncong became more and more courageous in the battle, suddenly Chu Zhaonan made a move with a sharp eye, pointing at the tip of the sword obliquely, Yang Yuncong flashed lightly, the dagger took advantage of the void and went straight to the middle, Chu Zhaonan was unable to save him in time, it was impossible to escape.Unexpectedly, when Yang Yuncong struck, he suddenly saw Chu Zhaonan's face full of fear, his heart softened, and the tip of the sword lightly touched his chest, only cutting his clothes, not his flesh.The short sword quickly retracted and shouted: "Junior brother, don't you feel remorse yet?"

Yang Yuncong was kind-hearted, he remembered that when he was in Tianshan, Chu Zhaonan often asked him for advice when he was unclear about skills.The relationship between teachers and brothers is good.Moreover, he was an orphan, first adopted by Zen Master Huiming, a lay disciple, and then sent up the mountain.Seeing that he was pitiful, Yang Yuncong took special care of him.Unexpectedly, after he had been down the mountain for three years, he became like this. Yang Yuncong thought: he must be young and ignorant, and was seduced by the bad guys, so his subordinates show mercy and still want to persuade him to change his ways.

Unexpectedly, this slowed down, Chu Zhaonan paid special attention, and his swordsmanship took advantage of the momentum to counterattack, and it became even closer.And Niuhulu's mourning file also uses poisonous tricks.The two blew whistles again and again, and called more than a dozen Qing soldiers to surround Yang Yuncong in the core.At this time, the screams of Kazakhs came from nearby, and it was thought that there were casualties.Yang Yuncong's eyebrows stood on end, he was extremely angry, Tianshan's swordsmanship tightened, he swung forward and back, and immediately squandered the sword light, several Qing soldiers fell from the sword in the fierce battle.Niu Hulu and Chu Zhaonan also encountered danger many times, only feeling the cold wind blowing in front of them!

The fight was very hot and extremely tense.Suddenly, yellow sand rose everywhere on the desert, and someone shouted that a strong wind is coming!Yang Yuncong was taken aback, Niu Hulu and Chu Zhaonan put away their weapons and jumped out of the circle.All of a sudden, a strong wind blew from the ground, and the endless desert was covered with yellow-gray sand mist, like a thick yellow curtain for hundreds of miles, covering the sky and the earth. Seeing shadows of people, running around.Each went to grab a camel, find a tent, or find a place to hide. Yang Yuncong shouted loudly: Yishida!McGitty, where are you?But in the howling wind, his voice was like a lonely boat drowning in the ocean, and no one answered.At this moment, Yang Yuncong felt that the sand and stones hit him hard on his back, his shock was not trivial, if the sand dunes on the desert were moved by the wind, no matter how good his martial arts were, he would be buried alive and died.

In a crisis, he avoided the limelight and ran wildly.Although he has been in Xinjiang for many years, he has never lived in the desert.Originally, if encountering such a strong wind, it is best to dig a ditch and hide in it.If you happen to hit a sand dune and fall, of course you will die.But if it weren't for such a coincidence, the sand and stones scraped over it, but it would not hurt.And even if the sand is several feet thick, it can be dug out after the wind passes.Yang Yuncong had no experience in resisting wind and sand, but just ran wildly.Although his lightness kung fu is unsurpassed, it is not as fast as the wind.After running for a long time, he was still under the threat of strong wind, his clothes were already scratched by sand and stones, and his mind gradually became dizzy.At this moment, he suddenly heard the sound of water gurgling, and Yang Yuncong was refreshed, thinking: Could it be that he found a lake that is rare in the desert, and he followed the sound of water and ran hard.Suddenly, the wind was strong, carrying a large amount of yellow sand, like a thousand troops, rushing in, there were a few big stones in the middle, and they hit him when they fell.Yang Yuncong was exhausted, his head was about to burst, and he yelled: My life is over!Gathering his last breath, he leaped with all his might, only to feel soft where he landed, and immediately passed out. I don't know how long it took before Yang Yuncong woke up slowly.At the beginning of the recovery of consciousness, I feel the faint fragrance, refreshing the heart and lungs.Yang Yuncong opened his eyes and found that he was hiding in a tent surrounded by flowers, and in the middle was a girl in a hunting suit, with her back turned to him, holding a book and reading. Doubtful and suspicious, like a dream.Yang Yuncong almost cried out, but he has been fighting for a long time and is careful everywhere.He closed his eyes, pretended not to wake up, and observed the movement carefully. The girl didn't know that he had woken up, she was still moaning in a low voice.Yang Yuncong listened carefully, the girl was reciting a poem.Words: The Chu River is empty and late, hating to be out of the group for thousands of miles, suddenly scattered, looking at the shadows and wanting to go down to the cold pond, the sand is clean and the grass is dry, and the sky is far away.I can't write a book, I can only send a little lovesickness.The material is wrong, and the remaining felt is covered with snow, so people's hearts are in the eyes. Who cares about travel and worries, the long door is quiet at night, and the brocade zither is playing resentment.I still miss my partner and stay in the reed flowers, and I also read before the spring, and I went to Cheng Yingzhuan.Mu Yu calls each other, afraid to see you again at Yumen Pass.Not ashamed, he returns with two swallows, and the curtain is half-rolled! After Yang Yuncong was a loyal minister, he read poetry and books when he was young.When I studied art in Tianshan, I never lost my homework.As soon as you hear it, you know that it is a poem by Zhang Yanyong, a poet of the Southern Song Dynasty.He thought: this girl is living outside the Great Wall, she must be very lonely, very lonely, that's why she read this poem! Just as he was thinking, another girl walked in from outside the tent and asked the girl in hunting suit: Miss, is that person awake?Do you have any orders?The safari girl concealed her scroll and said: Are you still awake?Go and see, is he still in a cold sweat?Has the fever on your head gone?If there is a cold sweat, you change his clothes.The girl who came in!He said with a loud voice: "Miss, you only sent me to serve this stinky man, and I won't do it."Yang Yuncong thought: The girl who walked in was probably a maid, and the girl in hunting clothes must be the daughter of a rich man or an official family, or the daughter of a tribal chief. The girl in the hunting suit poohed and said: When did you learn the manners of the Han girls? Our Manchurian daughters have never studied whether men and women kiss each other. Don't look at me like reading Han poetry. I don't like theirs. Vulgar etiquette.Besides, have you noticed his scent?How can he be a bad man.The maid covered her mouth and smiled and said: Miss's mouth is getting stronger and stronger, and she only makes fun of us as servants.yes!He doesn't smell bad at all, and he's still a handsome man!The girl in hunting clothes said with a straight face: Don't talk nonsense, I saw that the short sword he was wearing was a treasure, and I thought he must have a history, so I saved him, what do you know?The maid said again: Yes, I don't know anything, I only know that the young lady has no wishful husband yet!The girl in the safari suit laughed out of her amusement, and scolded: If you keep talking nonsense, I won't tear your mouth open. The maid walked slowly towards Yang Yuncong, and the girl in hunting suit also turned her face.Yang Yuncong slightly opened his eyelids and took a peek, only to see that she was extremely beautiful, even the maid was also pretty.The maid suddenly clapped her hands and laughed, "Miss, he woke up and was secretly looking at you!"