On August 17th, King Tiansuo sent 100,000 soldiers to march into Jingzhou.

In the mouth of the storyteller in the teahouse, it is embarrassing to speak if there is no one or one million in a war. So ordinary people don’t know that 100,000 is already a large scale.

The foundation of the prosperous Chu Dynasty has slowly collapsed. Dingkou is decreasing every year, both in the south and north. Natural disasters are absent, abandoned fields, corrupt officials, and corruption of the army. Various disadvantages have led to internal and external troubles in Jingzhou. Before the King of Heaven has entered, the here is already in chaos.

First, King Jing was assassinated and injured. Secondly, he had confronted Qi Chao navy across the river before. All his troops, money and food were allocated. Now he turned around and withdrew his troops. He was not allowed to withdraw his troops. He wasted his money and food.

In the end, more than half of the officials in Jingzhou looked down on the mobs like the King of Heaven and Suo, thinking that it was nothing more than a group of mud legs holding shovels and farm tools as weapons, which was much worse than the Qi Dynasty navy. Just send someone to bring an army to clear it out.

Some powerful and powerful families even regarded this as a good opportunity to make contributions and almost broke their heads in order to compete for the quota of leadership.

...Then the winner has no head back.

On August 23rd, the Jingzhou army defeated 150,000 against 100,000.

King Tianshu took advantage of the victory to pursue and killed more than half of the Jing army. All the captive generals of the Jing army were beheaded and sacrificed for flags. More than a dozen cities of large and small turned into seas of fire.

This battle directly damaged the vitality, and as the panic spread across the defeated soldiers, it was like a dark cloud.

The Tianshu Wang Wan didn't seem to stop, and was still moving towards the more prosperous Southeast. In a panic, the people of Jingzhou welcomed the government's forced recruitment of troops and grain. Since the autumn grain had not been collected, there was not much food in the civilians' homes. They cried bitterly, trying to save their own food and their children and grandchildren, but in the end they could not leave anything. Many elderly people fell on the mud and cried in pain.

In the rumors, King Tianshu has become a devil who is two feet tall and loves to eat human flesh. Not far from the battlefield, and the people who live downstream of the river have witnessed the stream turning light red, and followed the officials rushed into the village like wolves and tigers.

A month ago, they were working hard. After paying the land tax and rent, the whole family was busy living with a tight grain.

Even if life is difficult, and the ancestors have lived like this for generations, they will continue to live.

Everything has changed now and is caught off guard.

Some people left their ancestral property and fields and fled with their families.

More people think that the village is located in a remote place and they are self-reliant. Anyway, when the three vassal kings of Chu fought in the past, the war did not burn into the village, and the food was robbed by the government after the government had been robbed. However, in this season, there is no shortage of wild fruits and fish and shrimps. If you are hungry, you will not be hungry, so you didn't run away.

As a result, the army of the Heavenly King arrived, as if a locusts were passing through the border.

The crops that have not been cooked in the field, the grains in the barns, even chickens, ducks and poultry, and even the beams of the houses are demolished.

The soldiers of the Tianshu King of Heaven did not dislike those things that the Jingzhou officers looked down upon. Most of them didn't even have a pair of shoes, let alone leather armor. They just barefoot, exposed their chests, and were muttering the words in their mouths to protect Ziweixingjun, neither afraid of pain nor death.

The defeated Jingzhou army in the first battle gave them many weapons and leather armor. They wore clothes that were stripped off from their bodies and broke into the market towns and villages in Jingzhou's countryside, killing people when they saw them, robbing things when they saw them, and even after robbing them, they found something better, and simply threw them away in their arms.

The thrown thing was still stained with blood, and there was a corpse lying horizontally next to it. Then it was stepped by a pair of feet and finally mixed into the mud and plasma.

The house slowly collapsed in the fire and the thick smoke dissipated.

Not long after, a sound of footsteps came from the village entrance.

"……Chase!"

The leader tried his best to calm down and not see the miserable situation everywhere.

They held weapons and had very similar clothes. They were disciples of Hengshan Sect.

People in the martial arts world usually retreat three feet to war and are unwilling to get involved in trouble, but the behavior of the King of Heaven has become "extraordinary". Wherever they pass, the people are killed.

The famous and upright sects cannot eat the wind and drink the dew. They also have fields to hire farmers to farm. The disciples under their sects practice martial arts, not farming. If the King of Heaven continues to advance like this, they will sooner or later fight their sects. They cannot move the entire mountain away. Even if they can hide the tenants at the foot of the mountain in advance, what should they do if the crops that have not yet matured in the fields?

So after hearing the atrocities of the Tianshu King's army, the sects of all sizes that had received a letter from Fengxing Pavilion were hesitant to defend their territory immediately sent disciples to support Jingzhou, and Hengshan Sect was just one of them.

They chased after a while, and indeed they met the riot army of the Heavenly King in another market town.

There are about a hundred people in this chaos. Although they do not know martial arts, their fierce and violent aura is shocking. They seem to be much slower than ordinary people. They usually wail after being cut to the third knife. They are more likely to fight with red eyes. The weapons are broken and their limbs are broken, and they tear their teeth and bite them. At the same time, they have a strange smile on their lips.

"hiss."

A disciple of Hengshan Sect did not investigate, but was bitten by a rioter who was bitten by his left arm. He raised his knife and cut off the man's head.

"Madmen, they are all crazy people." The disciples of Hengshan Sect had a numb scalp. If they hadn't had their martial arts skills, they might have lost their lives in a hurry.

Where did these chaos troops be collected from King Tianshu? Could it be the evil ghosts released from hell?

People in the martial arts world are still scared, let alone ordinary people.

When the riots were finally strangled, the Hengshan Sect disciples stood on the street with gasps, feeling embarrassed and still scared.

When I walked back from all over the town, my pace also slowed down a lot.

I thought it was a simple job. As a disciple of a sect in the world, I rely on my own force and in their imagination, eliminating the chaos was as easy as cutting melons and vegetables. As a result, the melon vine and vegetable gang suddenly had sharp teeth. When I was not careful, I was pricked and bloody, and even tore off a piece of meat.

And they still have to move forward and deal with these mad dogs.

"Damn..."

These Hengshan Sect disciples cursed in anger, and one of them couldn't help but ask: "Capture the king first, why don't you go directly to the Heavenly King?"

His fellow disciple who was older than him rolled his eyes and said angrily: "Of course someone went there, and I'll bother me if it's not your turn."

The implication is that no one present is qualified to be the assassin.

"Did you forget that Zheng Tu, the disciple of the Qingwu Ancestor, joined the King of Heaven many years ago? Although the Qingwu Ancestor died in Taijing and the people of Zangfengguan were scattered, Zheng Tu has been staying in Yizhou for good reason. You don't know what his martial arts are like?"

Everyone stopped talking now.

There are geniuses from famous families in the world, and there are also outlaws who have no luck in picking up a secret book. No matter how powerful these people are, everyone feels dissatisfied with them, and always feels that they might be even more powerful if they are dissatisfied.

Zheng Tu is different. In fact, he is following the path that the young heroes of the world most yearn for. They walk around the Thirteen Prefectures in the world one by one. Whenever they challenge a famous senior in the world, they will win every battle. The most bizarre thing is that his martial arts cannot be said to be invincible in the world, but he can see the flaws of other people's tricks in the continuous struggle, and they will always turn defeat into victory. No one is willing to encounter such an opponent. Not only will the boat capsize in the gutter, but they will lose inexplicably.

Zheng Tu rarely killed people in the battle, or when he won, he was covered in bruises and had no spare energy and did not intend to make a feud. Therefore, at the beginning, the loser's relatives, friends and disciples caused trouble for him. As his name became more and more famous, everyone changed their minds and praised him irrelevantly. The party who failed the battle was not a good reputation, but was unlucky to meet Zheng Tu. If Zheng Tu hadn't suddenly lost his mind and ran to serve as the King of Heaven, he might have gained the leader of the martial arts world in decades.

In fact, rumors in the world are quite beneficial to Zheng Tu. Most people believe that this is not Zheng Tu's wish, but that the master's order is difficult to violate, especially after the ambition of the Qingwu Ancestor was exposed.

"The ancestor Qingwu is dead, and there is no need for Zheng Tu to stay with the King of Heaven... see what these chaos soldiers are..."

A young Hengshan Sect disciple whispered, moved reluctantly, and followed everyone to the next village.

***

On August 25th, after an annoying autumn rain, the weather is no longer so hot that it makes people want to get angry.

This year's summer seems to be particularly long, with droughts occurring several places.

However, when it was really cool, no one cared about the harvest and the weather.

A farmhouse hidden on the back of the hill looks like a place where wealthy families and powerful people live in hunting. On weekdays, the doors are locked and there are almost no people to see, but now it is extremely lively.

Many people were busy coming in and out, holding bamboo tubes brought by carrier pigeons in their hands, and fast horses continued to arrive.

The rider rolled off the saddle, showed his waist sign, then took the kettle handed over by someone else, hurriedly poured it down, and rushed into the house.

"Report to the Pavilion Master, the latest military newspaper in Jingzhou City..."

"People, news sent by Hengshan."

"Sections of chaotic troops were found in Xianan County."

When the wife Tao and her brother arrived, they saw the orderly scene in chaos.

They originally opened an inn by the river bank and were engaged in business of smuggling goods. As a result, a storm destroyed the inn and met Meng Qi Moli by chance.

Mrs. Tao's cousin Xiao Hezi practiced his foreign skills and damaged his meridians. Dr. Mo showed it. He originally agreed that he would come back in three months before he could get a diagnosis and treatment to change the prescription. As a result, the summer had not yet passed completely, and Jingzhou was in chaos.

The village where the wife Tao brothers lived temporarily was a refugee who had smuggled from the north bank. Although the army of Tianshu Wang had not yet arrived, he was frightened when he heard the news from the peddler and discussed fleeing south. Mrs. Tao was restless and suddenly welcomed two distinguished guests who had disappeared separately.

Meng Qi changed back to the old man.

This is to avoid scaring Mrs. Tao. You can’t be reborn if you haven’t seen each other for more than a month.

This led to the fact that when they arrived at the gate of Zhuangzi, the people from Fengxing Pavilion almost did not recognize it.

——Fortunately, Mo Li’s appearance has been seen by some people from Ningtai.

"National Teacher, Doctor Mo."

Qiu Jing's confidant rushed over and hurriedly welcomed the two in.

Countless pairs of eyes swept across the sister and sister Tao, and the gaze of the evaluating was obviously uncomfortable.

When the group of four arrived in front of Qiu Jing, the origin of the Tao Niangzi and his brother were handed to the hands of the Master Fengxing Pavilion.

"It turned out to be Mrs. Tao from the Eight-Armed Sect in Chuanzhong." Qiu Jing glanced at the paper that wrote about Mrs. Tao's life experience with his light, and then his heart moved, and he vaguely understood why Meng Qi and Mo Li brought Mrs. Tao here.

"Come on, look at the tea."

People in the martial arts world say that etiquette is just a matter of face, and sometimes they can’t wait to finish etiquette.

As soon as the four of them sat down, they had not even had time to pick up the tea, but Qiu Jing asked straight to the point: "The Eight-Armed Sect specializes in hidden weapons and has always had a good relationship with Pili Hall. Mrs. Tao has left the master's sect for many years. I wonder how much do you know about Pili Hall?"

Mrs. Tao had heard Mo Li talk about the matter of Pili Hall helping King Tianshu to break through Xuanchuan Pass. In fact, she volunteered to come this time.

"Pilitang has had serious differences over the years. Some people are addicted to manufacturing hidden weapons in mechanisms, while others have always wanted to go out, thinking that the situation in Yizhou is too small, and they cannot make money and are frustrated. I heard that the hometown owner of the Lei family in Pilitang passed away last year. I should be the meaning of the new head of the family."

Lady Tao said unscrupulously that she would find ways to find some of the fellow brothers from Babian Sect to contact those who opposed the head of the family in Pili Hall.

Finding people is Fengxingge's expertise.

As long as you don’t squat in Yizhou and come to Jiangnan, it will be a matter of time sooner or later.

"Miss Tao stays here first. Within three days, there will inevitably be news about your fellow disciples." Qiu Jing winked and someone came to lead the way.

Mrs. Tao held the teacup she had just obtained, wondering awkwardly whether to put it down or take a sip before leaving.

"Cough." Meng Qi maintained the old man's behavior and said slowly, "If you return without success, Miss Tao will not need to worry about it. In the face of danger, you just need to find a few more ways."

Madam Tao breathed a sigh of relief. Seeing that there were more and more people from Fengxing Pavilion waiting to report outside the door, she was embarrassed to stay and put down the teacup and took her cousin away.
To be continued...