Chapter 116: The Blood Demon Army

  Facing the entwining Yan Luo and Ruan Xiaoqi, Su Ding made his own choice immediately.

  It's not suitable to stay here for long!

  Once Ruan Xiaoqi has got you wrapped around his finger, the short-lived Second Brother Ruan Xia'er and the Standing Land Age Ruan Xiaowu will come pouncing over, and the three of them will have you surrounded, not even a god can get out.

  Su Ding's usual iron hammer was also helplessly thrown to the ground, and Su Ding was not very skilled with knives. So Su Ding didn't think twice and fiercely chopped a few times, slightly forcing Ruan Xiaoqi back, then sheathed his knife and turned to run out of the forest.

  There are still one hundred soldiers inside the village! That is Su Ding's last hope!

  Su Ding's soul was gone, his legs were trembling, and he could already see the flat ground outside the forest. Moreover, Ruan Xiaoqi didn't follow up, which made Su Ding feel slightly more at ease.

  But Su Ding didn't dare turn back, and he didn't dare stop his hurried footsteps.

  Twenty steps!

  Ten steps!

  Five steps!

  Su Ding finally ran out of the forest, but was caught off guard by a tree root that had grown out of the ground and tripped him up solidly, almost dropping his steel knife.

  Su Ding suddenly came up with a "lazy donkey rolls over", rolling out more than ten feet away, and only then did he pant heavily to get up from the ground, leaning on his steel knife to observe the movement in the forest.

  No one... no one came out after him.

  "Caw!" A black crow suddenly flew out from a nearby tree, startling Su Ding who was intently listening for any movement in the forest.

  Su Ding cursed in his mouth, spat a mouthful of saliva on the ground, struggled to get up, and ran into the village with a steel knife.

  Six hundred people, just gone like that!

  Su Ding ran while regretting, if it wasn't for his momentary lapse in judgment, he would still be safe and sound inside the camp with archers on hand, now it's likely to be a stalemate.

  Heaven is unfair to me!

  Su Ding decided to run back to the village, close the gate, seal it with the thickest wood, and push boulders against it. If anyone dared to say they wanted to go out, he would chop them down with one knife!

  Apart from stumbling twice on the road due to his legs trembling and refusing to listen, Su Ding finally arrived at the entrance of the village with a heart full of hope.

  "Open the door! Open the door quickly!" Su Ding finally had a chance to look around, especially at the distant forest where his 600 men were brutally ambushed by the Liangshan bandits.

  Soon, a soldier on the watchtower flashed by, but immediately retreated.

  No matter how loudly Su Ding shouted until his throat was hoarse, no one came to open the door.

  "This is looking for death! If you don't let Grandpa in, I'll chop all of you up with one knife!"

  Su Ding's anger caused smoke to rise from his seven orifices, and he swung the steel knife in his hand unconsciously and wildly in all directions.

  "Hey, isn't this Su Dingfang, the great teacher?"

  A figure reappeared on the watchtower, but it was not a soldier from Zengtou City, rather it was the red-haired ghost Liu Tang.

  Looking at Su Ding's astonished face, Liu Tang burst out laughing: "The soldiers you left to guard the camp were killed by us long ago. I think you'd better not come in either, Su Ding."

  "This is impossible!" Su Ding jumped up and shouted: "There are still a hundred soldiers in my camp, how can you possibly get in so quickly? This isn't true!"

  "I don't believe it." Liu Tang looked at Su Ding's comical expression and laughed uncontrollably: "However, you probably didn't think that when you brought people to chase us, you forgot to tell them to close the door. Haha, those birds just waited with the gate wide open for your triumphant return, but they didn't expect us to sneak in..."

  Su Ding's hair was disheveled and his steel knife pointed at Liu Tang: "Come on, you scoundrel! Get down here and have a great battle with Su for 300 rounds!"

  "Three hundred rounds?" Liu Tang, the red-haired ghost, had a stern expression: "How long will it take to fight three hundred rounds? Brother Chai is still waiting to see your head!"

  Liu Tang raised his hand and shouted: "Archers, fire!"

  Su Ding looked at the Liangshan soldiers emerging from the dark, dozens of bows and arrows aimed at him, making Su Ding feel a bitter taste in his mouth.

  This bow originally belonged to Zeng Tou Shi!

  This arrow was originally from Zengtou City!

  It was Su Ding himself who made the archers put down their bows and arrows and switch to steel knives!

  Watching Su Ding lose his steel knife, he closed his eyes and stood upright. The red-haired ghost Liu Tang pressed his hand down fiercely: "Release the arrow!"

  "Old master, look at that thick smoke, the Right Fort is also on fire!" Little Tianqing waved his iron shield excitedly and reported to Ximen Qing.

  Xue Er was about to follow, dressed as a man and carrying Yan Qing's bow and arrow; even Xiao Tian Qing brought that iron shield, wore ill-fitting leather armor, and vowed to protect her own master.

  Ximen Qing looked at the two rascals beside him, Yan Qing and Wu Song, who both had a carefree expression on their faces, and could only agree.

  Tuo Tuo Tian Wang Chuang Ge also noticed the thick smoke rising from the direction of the right camp, and laughed: "Both troops have succeeded, once the left and right camps are broken, Zeng Tou Shi Central Camp will be isolated and helpless!"

  "Where is Dai Zong's brother?"

  "Brother Tianwang, what are your orders?" asked Dai Zong, stepping forward and bowing his head.

  "Have the left and right routes move towards the center, preparing to surround Zengtou City's Central Village!" Tuo Tuo Tian Wang Chu Gei nodded and said: "Today we must take down Zengtou City, capture Shi Wenguang alive!"

  "Let's inform Brother that there are also roads on both sides of the stronghold that can lead directly to Zengtou City. Should we let Yan Shun and Liu Tang kill their way into Zengtou City first, and cut off the rear path of the Central Great Stronghold?"

  Wu Yong hastily echoed, "Director Dai is right. In this case, Shi Wengong will see that the situation has already turned against him and he will certainly have no more fighting spirit!"

  "Oh?" Xiang Gai thought carefully and it seemed to make some sense.

  Ximen Qing smiled and retorted, "Not necessarily. By now, Shi Wengong has probably already brought the entire Zeng family into the Central Camp. Even if not, once Zengtou City falls, Shi Wengong will be like a trapped beast. He's afraid that even if he attacks the Central Camp, he'll still suffer heavy casualties among his brothers."

  "For a desperate beast, brute force cannot be used to deal with it. We must let Shi Wen Gong see a way out, and then we can lure him into abandoning his camp and fleeing, which will make it much easier to capture him."

  Taoist Tianwang Chong Gai listened to Ximen Qing's words, and his eyes lit up: "Brother, your words are indeed reasonable!"

  "Capturing alive, capturing alive, is something that can't be forgotten." Wu Yong gritted his teeth in hatred, and the goose feather fan in his hand unconsciously flapped faster: "Absolutely cannot let Shi Wengong live to confront us!"

  Ximen Qing's plan was actually very correct, and it secretly shocked Wu Yong, the clever star. If things go on like this, what will Liangshan need this clever star for?

  Wu Yong deeply felt the huge shadow of Ximen Qing, which had already begun to block his way forward and shake his position in the minds of the leaders of Liangshan.

  "No matter whether it's for Song Jiang or for ourselves, Ximen Qing is a huge threat!" Wu Yong gripped the goose feather fan in his hand tightly: "We must think of every possible way to get rid of him!"

  "Oh, Military Advisor, is there something you want to say?" Chao Gai saw Wu Yong's gnashing teeth and casually asked: "If the Military Advisor has no opinion, let's do it as Ximen Xian said."

  Wu Yong nodded in agreement. Dai Zong saw this and hastily ordered someone to go inform Yan Shun and Liu Tang's two troops.

  "Set off! Raise all the flags!" Tuo Tuo Tian Wang Chao Ge shouted loudly on the horse carriage: "Those three human heads will be hung at the front of the team! Let Zeng Tou City see the outcome of the so-called Zeng Family Five Tigers!"

  "What about the banner?" Ximen Qing hastily asked Liu Renzhong beside him: "Has our Blowing Snow Elite Troop's banner been made yet?"

  Scar-faced Tiger Liu Renzhong straightened his waist and patted his chest, saying: "Don't worry, leader. I just finished it yesterday, guaranteed to surpass the other leaders."

  "Open your big mouth, open your big mouth? Unfurl the banner for the leader to see!"

  "Here it comes, here it comes." Zhang Dàmǔ carried the flag and ran quickly through the crowd to Ximen Qing's side, saying: "Yesterday we drove out a few, the effect is absolutely good!"

  Everyone was waiting with a smile to watch, even Zhong Kui was waiting to finish watching before leaving.

  Zhang Dàmǔ bǎ jiàng zǐ yī sōng, nà miàn qí hào "hū lā lā" yíng fēng zhǎn kāi, bái dǐ shàng liǎng gè cì mù xīn xuè hóng dà zì.

  "Bleed!"

  "Blowing Blood?" Chong Gai immediately noticed something was off: "Younger brother's pen name isn't Blowing Snow, how did it change to Blowing Blood?"

  Liu Renzhong and Zhang Dazui nodded repeatedly: "Right right right, it's about blowing blood, the leader said so himself yesterday."

  "Look at the blood-red characters. This is a color we deliberately chose to match this font, written with cinnabar and wine, guaranteed not to fade for a long time."

  Ximen Qing expressionlessly stared at Liu Daizhi who was talking incessantly, and he couldn't help but want to kick him flying with one foot.

  Blowing snow! Not blowing blood! This one has no poetic meaning at all!

  If Gu Long were to change the characters in his books into Xi Men Xue Xie, it would no longer be the atmosphere of Bai Yi Sheng Xue, with a long sword in hand.

  Wu Song and others on the side couldn't help but have a stifled expression, as if they wanted to laugh but couldn't. Meanwhile, Wu Yong, also known as "Zhi Ma Star", covered his mouth with a goose feather fan, pretending to cough, hiding his mockery, but the mocking color in his eyes was not escaped by Ximen Qing's eyes.

  "What a shame! Isn't this a great loss?" Ximen Qing thought viciously, his face pretending to be calm: "Calm down! Calm down!"

  "Boss, did you write it wrong?"

  Ximen Qing gritted his teeth in frustration and flatly denied it: "I didn't write it wrong, this is what I meant all along!"

  "Gentlemen, my banner is indeed 'Blowing Snow', but the connotation of this banner is not fierce enough! So I've specially changed it to 'Blowing Blood' to intimidate our enemies!"

  Xu Ge nodded thoughtfully and ordered: "Depart!"

  Xue'er mounted her horse, with an expression on her face that said "Is this really true?" as she looked at Ximen Qing, making him feel annoyed. He straightened his face and also mounted his horse, touched the sheep fat white jade pendant at his waist, and took a deep breath.

  Although a long sword was also hung at his waist, Ximen Qing knew that this was mostly for show and not for actual use in cutting people.

  Sun Li, Wu Song, Yan Qing... There are plenty of commanders who can take action now, and he doesn't need to show off his fancy moves.

  At this time, no one could have imagined that this was the first appearance of the "Blood-Blowing Demon Army" which would shake the world in the future.