LRAB Chapter 12 respectively
Chapter 12 respectively
After a moment's thought, Zhao Yu casually picked up a spear left behind by a Jin soldier from the ground, gave it a slight jerk, and then threw it out.
The spear, like a black lightning bolt, pierced through the chest of a Jin soldier who was chasing and killing civilians thirty paces away, with a sharp whooshing sound, pinning him to the wall.
The Jin soldier didn't even have time to let out a scream before he died.
The surrounding Jin soldiers were stunned.
Not only were the Jin soldiers stunned, but Zhao Yu himself was also surprised.
Looking down at his hands, Zhao Yu couldn't help but mutter, "It seems that after this fusion, even external martial arts can be used freely without any stagnation."
Thinking about it again, that makes sense. The two Zhao Yus are the same person. Using the skills of the other version of himself, there is naturally no awkwardness.
Having figured all this out, Zhao Yu didn't stop. He kept picking up scimitars, spears, and even stones from the ground and throwing them out using the hidden weapon techniques of the Black Blood Divine Needle.
The Tianshan Plum Blossom Hand technique is all-encompassing, capable of incorporating any martial art or technique in the world, so the mere use of hidden weapons is naturally no problem for it.
These ordinary weapons became the most deadly hidden weapons in Zhao Yu's hands.
The scimitars spun and flew out, severing the heads of the Jin soldiers; the spears whistled as they shot out, piercing through the heavy armor of the Jin soldiers; even small pebbles could shatter the skulls of the Jin soldiers.
Every single hidden weapon hit its target perfectly, without ever missing.
In an instant, hidden weapons flew everywhere in the village, and screams echoed all around.
The Jin soldiers fell one by one, unaware of where the hidden weapons came from or whether they would be the next to die.
Immediately, fear spread like a plague among the Jin soldiers.
"Sorcery! They know sorcery!"
"Run! You can't beat them!"
Someone shouted, and the morale of the Jin soldiers, who had been putting up a stubborn resistance, collapsed instantly.
They dropped their weapons and turned to run towards the horses, wishing their parents had given them two more legs.
There were generals who tried to stop them, but even though he personally swung his sword and killed two fleeing Jin soldiers, shouting "Bring them to military law," he couldn't stop the rest of them from escaping.
No one listened to him at all, and many Jin soldiers scattered and fled, the entire army completely collapsed.
Seeing that the situation was hopeless, the general dared not linger any longer, mounted his horse, and prepared to flee north.
But how could he possibly escape?
His actions just now had already made Zhao Yu keep an eye on him.
With a cold look in his eyes, Zhao Yu casually picked up a curved knife and threw it with a backhand.
The scimitar drew a graceful arc in the air, precisely striking the back of his neck, followed by the head falling to the ground and the body tumbling from the horse.
Zhao Yu and Lin Chaoying exchanged a glance and then chased after them.
The two men's lightness skills far surpassed those of the Jin soldiers.
Zhao Yu's figure was like a ghost. He caught up with a fleeing Jin soldier in a few steps and ended his life with a casual palm strike.
Lin Chaoying's lightness skill was equally impressive; her sword light chased after the Jin soldiers' backs, and with each flash, it took away a life.
In less than the time it takes for an incense stick to burn, all the fleeing Jin soldiers were killed.
Zhao Yu and Lin Chaoying only had a few drops of blood on them.
The village finally quieted down.
The fire gradually died down, leaving only wisps of smoke.
The surviving civilians emerged from their hiding places, looking at the corpses of the Jin soldiers scattered on the ground, and then at Zhao Yu and Lin Chaoying standing side by side, their eyes filled with gratitude and awe.
"Thank you so much, my two benefactors! Thank you so much, my two benefactors, for saving my life!"
It's unclear who knelt down first, but soon all the people knelt down and kowtowed to the two men to express their gratitude.
Zhao Yu stepped forward and helped up the elderly people at the front: "Please rise, everyone, there's no need for such formalities."
He looked at the terrified people, then glanced at the distant Xiangyang city, his eyes cold.
More than three hundred Jin soldiers were nothing more than a ragtag army of the Jin state, yet they were able to run rampant on the territory of the Song Dynasty, burning, killing, and looting.
The Xiangyang garrison, with tens of thousands of troops, kept the city gates tightly shut and watched as the people died tragically.
How can we expect such a court and such an army to recover the Central Plains and bring peace to the people?
Lin Chaoying gently held Zhao Yu's hand, sensing the anger and disappointment in his heart.
She didn't say anything, but comforted him with her eyes.
"Everyone, hurry up and put out the fire, and bury the bodies of your loved ones." Zhao Yu took a deep breath, suppressed his emotions, and said to the people, "The Jin soldiers have all been killed by us, and there is no longer any danger. We will deal with the remaining Jin soldiers as well."
After saying that, he took Lin Chaoying's hand and turned to walk out of the village.
The people stood there, watching the two white figures disappear into the distance, and a sob gradually rose from their lips.
Noticing Zhao Yu's unusual silence, Lin Chaoying chuckled and tried to change the subject: "I've wanted to ask you this for a while now, when did you learn this hidden weapon technique? I've never seen you use it before."
Zhao Yu composed himself and replied softly, "This matter is a bit complicated, but I don't want to lie to you, so I'll tell you when the time is right."
Lin Chaoying was taken aback when she heard this. She had only asked casually, but she didn't expect to actually find out something.
However, she was still quite satisfied with Zhao Yu's honesty.
"Then it's settled. I'd like to see what else you're hiding from me."
Zhao Yu spread his hands: "I've staked my life and fortune on my sister, what else could I possibly be hiding?"
Lin Chaoying smiled and didn't press the matter further.
After all, Zhao Yu had told her about the usurpation, so she couldn't really be too harsh on him.
Using her lightness skill, Lin Chaoying charged forward first: "How about we have a contest to see who kills more Northern barbarians?"
Zhao Yu quickly caught up: "Alright! Let's have a competition!"
The Jurchens never knew the meaning of keeping a low profile when they marched south. Even without knowing the intelligence of the other two teams, Zhao Yu and his companion found them without much effort.
The result, naturally, was a massacre.
After this battle, Zhao Yu became even more determined in his mind. He now believed that his martial arts skills were sufficient to accomplish his plan.
He might not be able to stop a million soldiers with a single sword, but taking the head of a general amidst a vast army is certainly no problem.
The situation of the war needs to change.
And it was time for him and Lin Chaoying to part ways.
A few days later, after passing Xiangyang, the two were reluctant to part at a fork in the road.
"I've been away from home for a long time, and although I've written letters, my family is still worried. I can't accompany you on your journey to Lin'an."
Zhao Yu smiled easily: "Sister Lin, don't worry, I'm not a three-year-old. After the New Year, spend some quality time with your family. You can go to Lin'an anytime."
"Then... I'll be going." Lin Chaoying mounted her horse, but still turned to look at Zhao Yu.
Zhao Yu waved goodbye with a smile and watched Lin Chaoying ride away on horseback.
After seeing Lin Chaoying off, Zhao Yu reined in his horse and galloped straight towards Lin'an.
Besides undertaking important tasks, Zhao Yu also had another long-delayed matter to attend to during his return to Lin'an.
The Smiling, Proud Wanderer and the Evil-Slaying Sword Manual are a must-have for Zhao Yuzhi!
Lying prone on horseback, Zhao Yu's expression was solemn as he rode south at full speed.