The Correct Posture For Salted Fish To Turn Over

"There is Yao Pingzhong, and Liu Guangshi!"

Gu Zheng with a blank look: Who are they?

Seeing that Uncle Master must have been staying at the mountain gate for a long time, and everyone was stupid, this kind-hearted nephew quickly added: "They are all famous generals who are stationed in our Great Song Dynasty in Xifeng."

"For so many years, I actually used a small amount of troops to guard the Golden Kingdom outside the gate, and I have never made it in a single step!"

Looking at the so excited Nephew, Gu Zheng only asked, "Then they have all been recruited to conquer Fangla, who will be stationed at the border?"

This sentence made the enthusiasm of the teacher nephew, immediately buckled a basin of cold water.

"This, yes... yes, Master Uncle, what should I do? This, is our border all right?"

Seeing that this nephew was actually quite patriotic, Gu Zheng, who was in the grass, stood up and gave his own answer calmly.

"It's not easy? Do you want this group of famous players to rush back to the border as soon as possible and stationed in the border?"

"Then it will directly lead to the culprit of all these civil strife, can't you just get rid of it?"

"This kind of peasant uprisings start as they please and gather for their interests."

"It does not restrict the discipline of the soldiers at all, and does not care about the safety of the surrounding people."

"This kind of selfishness, no matter how it is for the country and the people, I think it is for my own greed."

"If this Fang La has a majestic posture, a stalwart talent, knows the role of the people, and is good at dealing with the economy and people's livelihood, then I will be nothing?"

"But now, they are not good birds to indulge soldiers and harm the people."

"The still-tired Great Song Kingdom will be overthrown faster, but these people who should have survived are not ready yet?"

"How can I let these people feel the pain of the country's destruction?"

"All the trouble lies with Fang La this thief, wait until I solve him, then."

"Yeah!" After being convinced by his nephew, he nodded hard, put the red scarf on his head, and put it on: "Uncle Master, don't worry, I will go back to inquire about the news."

"In the middle of the night, we are still meeting here."

"Sure, all hearts, don't get into a dangerous situation because of my business."

"Don't worry." The nephew, who ran down, didn't forget to wave his hand: "No one will pay attention to shrimp like me."

Yes, no one would have guessed that a son who was originally a local, turned out to be a disciple and grandson of the Eighteen Schools?

When his informant disappeared, Gu Zheng began to prepare for a sneak attack at night.

He adjusted the bow in his hand slightly, stepped on the lower bow tip with his left foot, pressed the abdomen of the bow on the thigh of the right leg, bent the upper bow tip with his right hand, and hung up the bowstring at the same time.

This action was done in one go, letting Gu Zheng's feel on the prairie once again return to this world.

If you can release a cold arrow, don't rush to fight it yourself.

Why don't you kill one person in ten steps?

When something happened, I went away, hiding my body and my name...

The premise is that you can have the ability to advance and retreat freely in the chaos, this is just a martial arts master, he hasn't cultivated immortality.

Gu Zheng, who carefully waited on the weapons he carried, finally waited until the evening.

The nephew who arrived as promised took him down half a hillside in the dark, and then hid it in a place obviously closer to the camp. The two of them whispered about the location. Discussed.

"Uncle Master, this is the shortest distance I can find. If you go a little further, you will be within the patrolling range of Fangla Zhai Village."

"Recently, the army has been under pressure and the result of the collision between the two armies is not optimistic. Even the defense has expanded a bit."

"Then I will try."

After Gu Zheng released the curved bow behind him, he aimed towards the direction pointed by his nephew.

"Which one is Fang La's camp?"

"Here, it's the largest house in the middle. I want to come here to feel relieved to the brothers around here. There are no special personnel on duty."

"Yes, there are hundreds of soldiers around inside and out, so naturally there is no such thing as a snare."

Thinking of this, Gu Zheng asked again: "There is a way to retreat behind that camp."

"Yes!" Shi Nephew held his chest proudly: "This looks like a cliff behind it, but in fact there is no cave, and the locals don't understand the mystery."

"If it weren't for me when I was chasing fishes between the mountains and rivers, I found this cave crack, which leads directly to the half of the cliff. I would only think that this is a dead end."

"That's good, Master Uncle, my personal safety is all up to you."

"Huh? What do you mean, Uncle Master?"

"The distance here is too far, waiting for the so-called Fang La to come out, you may not be able to touch it for a long time."

"The most important thing is that my light bow doesn't have enough range. Even if it reaches Fang La's front door, it will just stamp the opponent, but it will startle the snake."

"So for the present plan, there is only one way to go, Master Nephew, bring the clothes over."

"Hey!"

Knowing what Gu Zheng's nephew was, he handed it a piece of Fang Lajun's uprising uniform.

And Gu Zheng changed his clothes in twos and then, when he put his headscarf up, he asked one more question: "Nephew, why are you wearing a red headscarf, but the one on my head is black?"

"Oh, this is the classification mark of our Fangla Rebel Army."

"Because the soldiers' turbans are basically red, we are also called the Red Turban Army."

"The captain in the army can wear the color of the turban I am giving you now, black."

"As for Uncle Master, the green turban that you don't want to live or die is actually more effective for you to get closer to your goal."

"Yes, how many people can wear the general-level headscarf? By then, I will not be able to see it. I will be discovered by others first."

The nephew, who was blushing for a while, stopped talking. He took Gu Zheng's light bow and hid it in the prepared spot. Under the cover of night, the two quietly bypassed the surrounding inspections. Came outside Fang La's camp.

Under the leadership of the teacher nephew, he smoothly got into the outskirts of the camp.

"Uncle Master, we can only get here now? What should we do?"

The nephew who turned his head to inquire, saw the uncle in the dark showing a mouthful of white teeth, and then fully showed him why the other party was the reason for the uncle.

I saw that Gu Zheng, with the help of the low wall on the side, kicked up one, like a cat, fell on the roof that is not too tall.

Landing on all fours, using his hands and feet together, he walked towards the target at high speed in an ape-like posture.

"I go!"

Nephew, who almost exclaimed, hurriedly covered his mouth: "This is the stealth skill of the uncle's ancestor. Has this been learned by the uncle?"

But before he could react, he realized that Gu Zheng was already lying all over, and his whole person was stuck on the roof tile, blending perfectly with the night.

At this time, my nephew had completely lost his position on Gu Zheng, and all he could do was wait.

What is Gu Zheng doing at this time?

He has successfully moved from the roof to the edge of the roof beams, moving vigorously in the narrow rain-proof space protruding from the house.

In front of the window in the big room that also lit up the hall, I quietly observed the situation inside.

There was only one person in this big house, facing the only lighted oil lamp, silent.

Looks like why you are worried.

And just when Gu Zheng wanted to make a round of inspections, and when he found no one, he went in and asked about it. There was a sound of footsteps in the distance of the big house.

Hearing Gu Zheng here, the whole person turned over and went on the roof again, lying in the thinnest tile gap, listening carefully to the movement underneath.

"Daddy."

"Fang Shu, Fang Hao, why are you two here?"

"We know what's going on with my father, and we are here to ask for orders. For tomorrow's challenge, my brothers will go there."

"How can this be."

The voice inside is sincere and sincere: "Even the four generals under Dad's ~www.wuxiaspot.com~ are not opponents of the Song Dynasty official army. You two are still young and can't bear the pressure of each other. "

Hearing that they were being questioned, the Fang family brothers argued for their Wu Yong: "Whose? We both learned from Master Sun in Xinyang Wuguan, and learned a good marksmanship. At this time, we will not solve problems for our fathers. , We will be the sons of man in vain."

The three father and son who arrived here calmed down. It seemed that this was about to make a decision for this decision.

However, this was indeed a great opportunity for Gu Zhenglai to cut the grass and root out the roots, and the provincial court had to chase down the rout bandits.

This family will be served in a nest today.

The Gu Zheng who thought of this was just a tall waist, suddenly hung upside down under the edge of the house, one arm hanging down, like a feather lightly stepping on the outside of the window sill outside the house.

From this angle, looking in the past, you can just see the three father and son facing him side by side.

His primary goal is Fang La, who has already confirmed his identity. As for his two sons, let them go underground to compensate the hundreds of people in Gujiazhuang.

Thinking of this Gu Zheng, he raised his right arm very steadily, drew a sleeve arrow from the treasure belt around his waist, and carefully placed it on the launching mechanism.

When everything was ready, Gu Zheng probed his right arm, swiped his left hand to the mechanism, and launched the sharp Xiujijian without hesitation.

Whoosh...

The sound of flying arrows pierced the air, causing the three father and son in the room to turn their heads in the direction of the window.

But at this time, it was too late.

While they were still in a daze, Gu Zheng was not idle. At the moment when Xiujian was launched, he pushed open the window that hid his tracks.