Journey Starts From Wudang
Chapter 79
In a fairly well built ancestral hall in the small mountain village, a group of Emei disciples lit a bonfire in the fire pond in the house, cooking porridge and dressing the wounded.
Suddenly, a girl in a yellow gauze skirt hurried in.
"Elder martial sister Jingxuan, no! Someone is coming!"
Hearing the speech, all Emei disciples were surprised, and Jing Xuan hurriedly stood up and said, "are those Mongolian Yuan running dogs catching up?"
Before they knew the situation, they were already in a panic. After all, they had just experienced such a bloody battle, and everyone was frightened.
"Elder martial sister, what should we do?!"
Now Emei is in trouble. Even their master and nun died on Emei Mountain. Now the only backbone these Emei disciples can rely on is Jingxuan.
Jingxuan looked around at all the younger martial sisters. Everyone was hurt, his face was extremely tired, and his face was full of panic The whole ancestral hall was filled with a sense of despair and sadness.
Jingxuan opened his mouth and said in a hoarse voice, "sorry, junior sisters, I can''t protect you... Junior sisters, pick up your sword and let''s fight with those Tartars at last!"
In their current state, they can''t escape. The only thing they can do is fight to the death!
These Emei female disciples really deserve the name of Emei female Xia. In the end, although they were terrified, they were no less feminine than men.
Rather, they are definitely more energetic than most men in this era!
When Lu Zhi and fan Yao came to this ancestral hall, a group of Emei disciples had already lined up and waited here. When both sides saw each other clearly, they were stunned for a moment.
"Lu... Qingzhi, young Xia?"
Jing Xuan knew Lu Zhi and reacted immediately when he saw him. It must be that the younger martial sister who reported the news was too nervous. She didn''t see the person. She just saw the figure and hurried back to report, so that she made such an oolong.
"Abbess Jingxuan, who are you?"
Lu Zhi asked strangely. He had noticed the Emei disciple who was guarding the night at the entrance of the village. Seeing her return to the village, he thought she recognized her identity and ran back to report the good news to the people.
But how do they look, they all seem to go to the battlefield like death?
"Younger martial sisters! Don''t be nervous. This is younger martial brother Lu Qingzhi of Wudang sect, not tartar of Yuan Dynasty." Jingxuan let out a voice to make those younger martial sisters feel relieved.
Lu Zhi also hugged the people and said, "I''m ordered to go down the mountain just to meet the Emei teachers and sisters."
Then he introduced fan Yao to several people: "this is fan Yao, the right envoy of Mingjiao. Thanks to his help, I can find you so quickly this time."
Since fan Yao wants to sell well to Emei and ease the relationship, Lu Zhi is happy to say a word for him.
After all, the actions of the yuan court are almost crazy now. The most important thing now is to jointly resist Mongolia Yuan. It would be great if Mingjiao could ease its relationship with Emei.
However, it''s obviously not that easy. After all, there is a lot of hatred between Mingjiao and Emei. The extinct senior brother Gu Hongzi died because of Yang Xiao, so extinction can be said to hate Mingjiao.
Some time ago, when the major sects besieged Guangming summit, Jing Xu, the extinct Pro disciple, was also killed by Wei Yixiao Obviously, many of these resentments are not so easy to solve.
In fact, it was the same. After hearing the name of fan Yao, a different color flashed on Jingxuan''s face, and his face gradually cooled down.
If Lu Zhi was not present at the moment, and fan Yao came to rescue them, it would be difficult for Jing Xuan to stab them with a sword!
Facing the cold faces of Emei disciples, fan Yao didn''t care. It seemed that she had expected. She smiled and arched her hands at them, and then stepped aside.
Lu Zhi said, "well, ladies, the situation is urgent, so I won''t greet you too much."
"There are four hundred troops in the yuan court lying in ambush nearby. They may notice something wrong at any time and surround us, so please clean up immediately and leave with me."
Jingxuan nodded, and knew this, and immediately stopped delaying. He told the younger martial sisters: "younger martial sisters, we need the help of Wudang sect. We will leave together with younger martial brother Lu. We will rectify our injuries in the future, and then return to recapture our Emei gate."
"Then let''s leave."
They soon left the abandoned mountain village and went all the way south, ready to meet with Wudang disciples led by song Qingshu and Zhang Wuji, and then return to Wudang.
The night passed quickly. When the light was shining, Lu Zhi had caught up with song Qingshu and continued to drive all the way.
Even after driving all night, everyone was thirsty, hungry and tired, but now they decided not to stop to have a rest.
Last night''s action, because it was night, there was little chance of being found, and it was very troublesome for the army to march at night, so it was normal not to encounter pursuers.
But now it''s dawn. Before long, those people in the yuan court should be able to find that things are wrong. If they are caught up by the army all the way, things will be really difficult.
For two days in a row, everyone was on their way. They rarely stopped to rest on the way. Only when they couldn''t support it, Lu Zhi would let the team stop, rest for a while, eat some dry food, seize the time to take a nap, and then continue on the way.
However, the speed of the team is still too slow. Not to mention Ji Yun''s village, many people in Emei sect are injured, which seriously affects the speed of the team. It has been two days, and they still haven''t left the area of Shu.
In the early morning of the third day, Lu Zhi called abbess Jingxuan, song Qingshu, Zhang Wuji and Ji Yun and said to them.
"No, the speed of the team is still too slow, and the injuries of several female Xia of Emei sect can''t carry them."
"So the team must stop and have a good rest. As for the pursuit of soldiers... Leave it to me. I''ll go back and block those yuan soldiers and lead them away."
"Wuji, Qingshu, the team will be handed over to you. After the team has almost rested, you will take them on the road again. Don''t worry about me. After I lead away the pursuers, I will catch up."
Just at this time, fan Yao also said, "why don''t you let me take care of you with you, young Xia Lu."
Lu Zhi didn''t refuse fan Yao''s kindness. The help of several experts like fan Yao can really reduce his pressure.
"Good."
After giving orders to several people in a hurry, Lu Zhi and fan Yao turned back and hurried back in the direction of coming, looking for the traces of those soldiers all the way.
Facts have proved that his decision is very necessary, because Lu Zhi and his men saw the yuan court''s pursuers less than ten miles behind the team. If he hadn''t come back to snipe, I''m afraid these yuan soldiers would catch up with them in a few hours.
In the woods, Lu Zhi and fan Yao looked at the neat line of Yuan soldiers, and their eyes were filled with awe.
These 400 people are definitely the elite of the yuan soldiers. They are hundred war veterans who have experienced many battles. Otherwise, they can''t have such energy and spirit. Such an army has always been the most troublesome enemy of their Wulin people.
If you say there are 400 bandits and thieves, Lu Zhi will not have any pressure at all. Give him a little time, and he can even wipe them out easily.
But if it was such a forbidding and vicious elite army, even he did not dare to say that he was sure to defeat them.
Even though he could easily kill several or even dozens of people with powerful force at the beginning, as long as he fell into their encirclement, the continuous influx of troops and attacks was enough to drag him down and grind him to death in the encirclement!
Of course, that is only in theory. In theory, Lu Zhi can also use the guerrilla strategy to slowly erode this army one by one.
So the details depend on the situation.