Kill, kill, kill
Noon, on the Lancang River.
The cold wind was howling, cutting people's faces like a knife, biting, sharp and icy.
The armored cavalry, the Wu State was worthy of its reputation for bravery and fighting skills. Wen Jingzhao's long sword collided with Wu Bing's weapon, making a harsh sound. His tiger's mouth trembled, and he bent down with the force, stabbing the opponent's throat with a knife. Blood spurted out and the head fell to the ground.
A soldier stabbed the horse's tail from behind. The warhorse was frightened, twisted its body, kicked its legs violently, and let out a sharp neigh.
Wen Jingzhao pulled the reins in an attempt to calm his mount while turning around to resist. The soldier shouted loudly and increased the strength in his hands, pressing directly on Wen Jingzhao's shoulders.
The horse twisted restlessly, so Wen Jingzhao simply loosened the reins and let the horse rush out at full speed. It swung its long sword along the way and killed many soldiers.
A long axe came straight at him, cutting off both of the horse's hooves. A long neighing sound was heard, and Wen Jingzhao turned over and rolled on the ground. He looked at the owner of the long axe.
The second prince of the Wu State, Wu Erhan, was two meters tall, with a bare chest, bulging veins, and a stern face. He swung a long axe and chopped at a soldier who was diving towards him.
Wen Jingzhao was breathing rapidly. He used his elbows to stab the soldiers on both sides with his long sword, killing several of them. His long sword was covered in blood, and the whistling cold wind was filled with the smell of blood.
Yuchi Gong met Wu Erhan's long axe from the side and behind him. He was holding a spear, and the spear and axe collided with each other, making a crisp sound.
Wen Jingzhao took the opportunity to catch his breath. He pursed his lips and waved his arms tirelessly.
The military flags of Sheng and Wu countries fluttered above the battlefield, very eye-catching.
"kill!!!!"
“Charge!!!”
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Wen Jingzhao was blinded by the reflection of the knife, and was stabbed in the back. He turned around quickly, and the tip of the knife pierced the opponent's chest. The man fell to the ground and vomited blood. His arm felt heavy and slowly drooped.
Without any hesitation, he took a pill. There was no time for pretense at this moment, as any injury could be fatal.
The sound of fighting will not stop because of anyone's pain. There are waves of horse hooves and thundering drums. A new group of soldiers is coming and killing fiercely.
Wen Jingzhao knocked down a soldier with trembling hands, drew out his long sword, and let his arm hang down. The wound was stinging and his shoulder was weak. This was the side effect of the medicine. He shook his wrist and killed another person.
When Yuchi Gong faced Wu Erhan, although he used his spear beautifully, he still had some difficulty. He was defeated because he had not had much actual combat experience and had too many fancy moves.
Wu Erhan is a general. Taking his head would be a great achievement.
Wen Jingzhao was injured on his back, and any movement of his right arm would pull on the wound. He quickly took out a bandage and tightly wrapped it around his left hand. He then moved the knife to his left hand, clenched it a few times, and rushed towards Wu Erhan.
Wen Jingzhao was stabbed in the right shoulder and had wounds of varying sizes all over his body, but he was completely unconscious. All the blood in his body was rapidly flowing, and his heart was beating faster, as if it was about to burst out of his chest.
Blood, corpses, horse hooves, and body parts.
Kill! Kill! Kill!
Wen Jingzhao felt his vision gradually blurring, and the sound of waves crashing on the river surface came to his ears. He pinched his palm hard and felt something was wrong. It was said that there was a kind of flower in Wu State that could cause hallucinations, and some soldiers would smear the flower juice on the blades when killing the enemy. He was afraid that he had been infected.
It seemed as if there were endless layers of enemies to kill. Wen Jingzhao felt as if his brain was being tightly strangled. He slowly knelt down, and a knife stabbed at him from behind, and he was hit again.
He was breathing heavily, and the wind mixed with yellow sand blew, causing a dull pain in his wound, and he instantly became more awake.
At this time, Yuchi Gong was no match for Wu Erhan. Wen Jingzhao kicked the ground and suddenly stabbed the Wu soldiers beside him. Without stopping, he ran towards Yuchi Gong quickly.
At the moment when the long axe was about to hit Yuchi Gong's chest, Wen Jingzhao blocked the axe with a knife, and with a "bang", the knife broke.
A bloody mark immediately appeared on his hand.
Wu Erhan rushed towards him with a loud shout. Wen Jingzhao picked up someone's weapon from the ground to block him. Yuchi Gong got a moment to catch his breath, and then he and Wen Jingzhao attacked from both sides, forcing Wu Erhan to retreat several steps.
Immediately afterwards, another warrior wearing armor of the same color as Wu Erhan and holding a long sword ran towards the three of them and joined the battle.
Both of them were fat and strong, with brute force. Wen Jingzhao faced Wu Erhan, while Yuchi Gong faced another general.
The sun was high in the sky, and the cold weapon was shone by the sunlight, which made Wen Jingzhao squint his eyes. He suppressed his impatience and could not compete with the opponent in endurance. He moved his five fingers, and the light shone into Wu Erhan's eyes. He hesitated in his movements, and Wen Jingzhao directly stabbed the opponent in the chest.
Wu Erhan was a veteran of the battlefield. He subconsciously dodged, and the tip of the knife deflected, but it angered Wu Erhan. He intended to end the battle quickly and trample the shameless boy in front of him under his feet.
What we want is for him to be irritated, and the angrier he gets, the more confused he becomes, which will reveal his flaws.
Wen Jingzhao fought and retreated all the way to the edge of the cliff. Below was the surging river. If someone fell in, a wave could knock him unconscious.
"Wen Jingzhao!" Li Bin saw from afar that Wen Jingzhao was luring Wu Erhan to come over here, so he also ran over to help, but was entangled by the Wu soldiers beside him.
Wen Jingzhao used the stone under his feet to turn his head to avoid Wu Erhan's axe blade, and a strand of hair was cut off.
"Where can you escape to!" Wu Erhan roared.
Wen Jingzhao revealed a flaw, and the opponent swooped down at him. He dodged and stabbed Wuerhan from behind with his long sword. At the same time, he drew out his waist sword, bent down and stabbed the opponent's calf. Wuerhan fell to the ground in pain.
At the same time, the long knife pierced directly into the opponent's neck, piercing through it.
Wen Jingzhao still remembered the lesson from the last time he killed the bandits. He swung his long sword again, and heads rolled to the ground with each blow.
Wu Erhan died.
“No!!!!” A mournful cry came from behind. It was the general just now, Wu Erhan’s younger brother Wu Erzhuo. He had a grief-stricken look on his face, exerted force with his hands, and thrust forward fiercely with the spear.
The tip of the spear pierced through the armor and penetrated the flesh, pushing forward with tremendous force. The head in Wen Jingzhao's hand rolled and was pushed directly into the turbulent Lancang River.
"Hualala!" He Yingchun put the hot oil into the wok and started frying the lotus root boxes.
Fried lotus root boxes are a southern dish. It's quite funny to say that she had never eaten lotus root before she went to high school. As a result, she ate sweet osmanthus lotus root at a classmate's house one time and was amazed by it. After that, she ate it every now and then.
The main reason why my dad doesn't want to cook is that he doesn't want to eat it. It really proves the saying that adults are not picky eaters because the vegetables we buy and the dishes we cook are what they like.
Fried lotus root boxes are not difficult to make. She watched it once and then made it at home during the holidays.
Chop the meat into puree, chop the onion, ginger and garlic into small pieces, put them all in a large bowl, add salt, soy sauce, cooking wine, pepper, sesame oil and other seasonings, and mix well.
Wash and peel the lotus root, cut into sections every other section, connect two sections together to form a lotus root clip, and then blanch it in water.
Put the meat filling inside the lotus root dumplings, cover them up, and they are ready. There are about twelve lotus root dumplings in a plate. Coat them with dry flour, then mix flour and egg into a batter. Dip both sides of the lotus root dumplings in the batter and fry them in the pan.
Fry until golden brown and floats up, then remove from the pan. "The lotus root box is ready! Serve!"
Before He Yingchun could finish her words, she fell to the ground holding her chest. Her chest was extremely painful, as if someone was pricking her with a needle, or as if something was scratching inside. She gasped for breath and touched the pattern on her chest.
"What's wrong? Yingchun? Yingchun?"
"Girl? Girl? What's wrong? Are you okay?"
…
He Yingchun waved her hands and leaned against Madam Wang as if she was exhausted. She grabbed the clothes on her chest and thought something was wrong. Maybe something had happened to Wen Jingzhao?
At this time, a large group of officers and soldiers rushed into "Xiyingchun". "Where is the boss? Is the boss here?" The leading officer asked the waiters with a sharp look.
"Boss... the boss is in the kitchen..." said the new waiter a little fearfully.
Xiaohe was serving the dishes. Seeing that the situation was not good, he quickly ran into the kitchen.
"Sister Yingchun! Something bad has happened! A group of soldiers are rushing in and are looking for you!"
"What?"
"What's going on?"
"I'm just enjoying my meal here, what's going on?"
The guests were "asked to leave" by the officers and soldiers, and none of them were very happy.
One of them hadn't finished chewing the meatball yet, and while eating, he said, "Is the boss fussing over something again? I was kicked out of the Zhuangmei Pavilion before before I even finished my meal. Every day, they don't even let me eat."
The people around him glanced at him, dodged to the side, and thought to themselves that he was really unlucky.
When He Yingchun walked out of the kitchen, the leading officer asked her, "Are you the boss?"
"Yes, I am."
"He Yingchun?"
"……yes."
"Someone has accused you of running away. Come with me to the government office."
"Escape? What do you mean by escape?"
"Why did he run away secretly? Is he a fugitive?"
"That skinny-looking young lady is a fugitive?"
"Go! Stop talking nonsense!"
"Get out!" Fatty Liu rolled his eyes. He was just about to come in to eat when he encountered this incident.
He Yingchun forced a smile, "Madam Wang, it's okay, you can help me look after the store first..."
"Hurry up and leave! What are you looking out for?! The restaurant is sealed off, all outsiders please leave. If you come any closer, you will be taken away!"
He Yingchun had no choice but to look at her mother and ask for Lord Ma. She just mouthed the words and her mother nodded.
She was taken away and the restaurant was closed. The newly hired waiters saw that the situation was not good and left. Madam Wang paid the money.
Mum and Lady Wang went straight to look for Master Ma, while Xiaohe and his mother went home first.
The "Welcoming the Spring" that was always bustling with activity was now sealed with a big sticker and no one was interested in it anymore.
He Yingchun was imprisoned in a cell. After much thought, she concluded that the people who could have reported her were those who knew her identity before.
Huo Saner knew it, but what good would it do him to report it? Otherwise, it was Wen Wanrou who came out of the brothel.
Mom said before that she seemed to have seen her near the noodle shop. Could it be her? But if He Yingchun is reported, wouldn’t Wen Wanrou’s identity be exposed?
Before today, she could still dream of opening a restaurant and making a lot of money, but overnight, she was thrown into jail. When this day finally came, she actually felt that it was nothing. He Yingchun put her hands behind her head and looked at the dark ceiling.
I just hope she is still alive when Wen Jingzhao returns.
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