The Gallant and the Governor Ximen Qing

  Zeng Mi's martial arts skills were considered to be one of the weaker among the five Zeng brothers. His usual point of view was "great strength can't be bullied", relying on his own brute force, he didn't even put in mind the two teachers invited by his father, and while watching his other brothers practice spear and staff with Shi Wenguang, Zeng Mi liked to run to the side to play with throwing stones.

  At this moment, looking at the yellow-faced man in front of him who was not particularly burly, Zeng Mi thought that Sun Li, the sickly official, was just a pale and thin patient. The super-large ring-headed knife in his hand weighed two or three tens of kilograms, and with two or three slashes, he would absolutely be unable to withstand it.

  Without saying another word, he urged his horse forward and struck with a single slash!

  "Clang!"

  Sun Li raised the steel gun in his hand, steadily holding up the knife. As soon as the two weapons touched, Sun Li immediately knew that the opponent's strength was not small.

  However, Sun Licheng was not the delicate and elegant person that Zeng had imagined, but a robust and powerful general, although he was not tall, the steel spear in his hand was sturdy and heavy, weighing over 30 catties, which required great strength to wield.

  Sun Li, the son of General Yuchi, also saw the inadequacy of Zeng's martial arts from this first move, his technique was old and he didn't change his moves.

  So Sun Li revealed a cold smile, and with a slight shake of his steel gun, he bounced Zeng Mi's knife out.

  Zeng Mi only felt a heat in the tiger's mouth, and his own super-large ring-headed knife was suddenly split open by Sun Li. He simply couldn't believe that this pale and thin guy could burst out with such strength.

  "This must be an illusion!"

  That was Zeng Mi's thought at the time. The steel knife in his hand withdrew, and Sun Li's spear in front of him rotated, like a poisonous snake spitting out its letter, pointing to Zeng Mi's chest.

  Even if he was wearing armor, his blood would be boiling with anger. What about Zeng Mi, who came suddenly, wearing only a thin robe, without even a leather jacket, how could he resist?

  This gunshot will inevitably leave a bloody hole in Zeng's chest!

  Zeng Mi was helpless, and with a flick of the reins, **the war horse dodged to the side, barely avoiding the shot. But Sun Li was after all Sun Li, not Zeng Mi, and this shot's style was not old, directly withdrawing it back, changing from a straight stab to a horizontal slap, bringing wind sound rushing towards Zeng Mi's ribs!

  He had barely seen the gun's angle and was too late to dodge, so he hastily stuck the ring-headed knife to his right side, trying to block it. Bian Yiliu Sun Li coldly laughed and swung his steel spear heavily onto the ring-headed knife!

  "Clang!" This time the impact of the weapons was louder than before.

  "What? Has the night watch struck twice already? I'd better go to sleep early." Ximen Qing, who was originally lying on his bed thinking about things, heard the strange "night watch" sound and turned over to prepare for sleep.

  Zeng Mi only felt a surge of great strength in his waist, and was shocked to see blood oozing from the tiger's mouth. On horseback, his body swayed in the opposite direction, almost being swept off the horse by this blow. In his heart, he was greatly startled: "This guy looks pale and thin, how can he have such great strength?"

  In fact, Zeng Mi is far inferior to Sun Li in terms of strength. Compared to Sun Li's gentle and precise movements, Zeng Mi's brute force is like heaven and earth apart. Sun Li's own strength is no less than Zeng Mi's, let alone when he fully utilizes his power and channels it into his steel gun, how can Zeng Mi possibly withstand it?

  So it was just a matter of coming and going, Zeng Mi had completely lost, without even the heart to resist, what's more, the idea of rushing back to grab the first prize had long been thrown out, he didn't know where it went, his face ashen, he turned his horse around, ready to flee.

  Wei Tuo Sun Li picked up his steel spear and shouted: "How can you hit once and run? Come and surrender!"

  "If we don't run, we'll be dead!" Zeng Mi's mind was now only on escaping with his life. He galloped over to the soldiers who were standing not far away, panting heavily: "What are you waiting for? Hurry up and come help!"

  These three hundred soldiers were also extremely unfortunate, having just finished eating and then being summoned by Zeng Mi to rush over in the middle of the night to seize the enemy's head; they followed behind Zeng Mi's horse, swallowing dust as they ran quickly to arrive, with a sparse group lagging behind who had been lazy and hadn't come.

  However, seeing Zeng Mi rush up to someone and then slink away with his tail between his legs, shouting "Help!", almost all the soldiers looked at their Second Young Master with a resentful gaze.

  "This guy must have water in his brain, bringing people over to rob us at midnight with torches; he got into a fight and retreated after just two blows, it's simply infuriating!"

  Baiyi Ti Sun Li saw a soft persimmon coming, of course, he wouldn't let it go to waste. He clamped his legs on the war horse, and the steel spear in his hand was like a shadow following its form, staring at Zeng Mi's back without letting up!

  He galloped away for a few steps, turned his head and was frightened out of his wits, shouting: "Save me!"

  The soldiers of Zeng's city had a listless attitude, and they didn't even bother to raise the knives and guns in their hands. Instead, they saw Sun Li following closely behind Zeng Mi, looking at each other, and retreated backwards one after another.

  "Save my second brother!" At the critical moment, a white shadow suddenly rushed out from the other side of the forest: "I am here to help you!"

  "Good speed!" Illusory Sun Li saw the swift approach, and had no choice but to stop his horse to take a closer look. It turned out to be a white horse carrying a large man in his thirties, who wielded a pointed steel spear and charged without saying a word!

  "This horse is fierce, isn't it the one that shines like jade at night, the Lion Horse?" Sun Li used his weapon to brush aside Zeng Tu's steel spear: "Isn't this horse Shi Wenguang's mount? How did it end up with Zeng Tu?"

  Zeng Tu saw that the whole road was a forest, and only then did he realize that he had taken a wrong turn. Fortunately, the Night Jade Lion was just a fine horse, even in the forest it was much faster than ordinary war horses. Zeng Tu crouched on the saddle, drilling through the forest, and with great difficulty saw a bright light in the distance, which prevented him from getting lost, and arrived at the front of Liangshan Village.

  Zeng Tu never thought that as soon as he came out, he saw his younger brother Zeng Suo almost being stabbed to death by the yellow-faced big man with a gun, and was shocked into a cold sweat. He hastily led the horse forward to rescue Zeng Suo.

  It was fortunate that Shi Wengong lent the Night Jade Lion to Zeng Duo, otherwise if he had used another warhorse, Sun Li would have stabbed Zeng Suo first and then turned back to deal with Zeng Duo.

  "That yellow-faced Han, report your name!" Zeng Tu saw Zeng Suo escape to the soldiers' side and secretly let out a sigh of relief. He raised his hand with the steel gun: "Zeng Tou Shi Zeng Tu does not kill unknown people under his gun!"

  "General Sun Li!" Sun Li raised his steel spear and faced off against Zeng, seeing that this man was also a sturdy Han, and this move was much stronger than Zeng's. He immediately put away his underestimating heart and asked: "Is this warhorse the Night Jade Lion?"

  It is said that a good horse matches a hero, and for a cavalry general like Sun Li, if he could get such a fine steed, his strength would increase by 30 to 50 percent. So when he saw Zeng's warhorse, he immediately had the idea of inquiring about it.

  "What's the big deal? This horse was bought from the Great Jin Country by my family, specifically for Shi Wen Gong to ride!" Zeng Tu shouted loudly: "You actually dare to covet this precious horse, you're simply overestimating yourself!"

  Words didn't match, Sun Li also didn't bother to ask again, riding his horse forward, the steel spear pierced Zeng Tu's chest and abdomen. Zeng Tu raised his gun to block, both of them used spears, immediately two guns were held together, fighting in one place.

  Zeng Tu had mastered the true transmission of Shi Wenguang, and this steel spear was indeed like a pear flower storm. Bian Que's son, Sun Li, was even more skilled, his steel spear twisting and turning like a monstrous python, often at an angle that was hard to defend against, forcing Zeng Tu to withdraw his spear to counterattack.

  The two men's hands moved extremely fast, like a whirlwind and lightning, in the blink of an eye ten rounds had passed, Zeng Tu relied on his horse's speed and gun's urgency to barely tie with Sun Li, but the slow-tempered Sun Li was getting impatient.

  "This guy wouldn't have lasted this long if he weren't so fast. At this rate, it's uncertain whether we can win even after 20 or 30 more rounds. Why not use that ultimate move to defeat him?"

  At this point, Sun Li's steel gun did not stop, and he galloped forward on his horse. Zeng Tu saw him coming fiercely and raised the Night Jade Lion, dodging to the side.

  Bai Yitian Sun Li urged his horse to rush out a few steps, and with his left hand, he secretly pulled down the bamboo whip from behind his back, combining it with the gun handle in his right hand.

  Although the iron whip is named after bamboo, it's actually made of raw iron and weighs 24 catties. On its surface, there are several protrusions resembling bamboo nodes, hence the name "Bamboo Node Whip". When swung to hit someone, this 24-catty iron whip can exert a force equivalent to hundreds of catties, enough to make one spit blood instantly.

  When they faced each other again, Zeng Tu thought that Yili Shunli was not in good spirits and immediately sneered: "Look at your yellow face and thin skin, I suppose you haven't even eaten dinner, why don't you go back and have a meal first before coming?"

  He had barely escaped with his life and was still catching his breath when he heard Zeng's words, thinking that he already had the upper hand, and suddenly felt complacent.

  "Big brother fought well! One shot took down that yellow-faced man, and retrieved the head!"

  Zeng Tu almost spat out a mouthful of old blood when he heard this, and it was also this guy who caused trouble, and it was also this guy who spoke without choosing his words. Zeng Tu even turned around and shot an arrow through the guy's heart.

  "You're looking for death!" Sun Li heard Zeng Tu's sarcasm, secretly sneered, and loudly shouted: "The outcome is not yet decided, don't spout nonsense, take a spear from me first!"

  As soon as he finished speaking, Sun Li raised the steel gun in his hand and charged over, Zeng Tu hastily raised his gun to parry, and the two men fought again, killing each other with difficulty.

  Within three to five rounds, Sun Li lightly used his gun to deflect Zeng Tu's straight stab, but handed the gun over to his left hand, secretly wielding that twenty-four jin bamboo section whip, and struck him in the face with a loud crack!

  "Not good!" This sudden movement scared Zeng Tu, who was already sweating profusely on his forehead. The fight had been going well until an iron whip suddenly appeared out of nowhere, bringing with it a loud "whooshing" sound as it came crashing down. In a hurry, he leaned his body back while clamping his legs together, letting the Night Jade Lion Horse charge forward two steps to narrowly avoid the attack.

  Sun Li's whip came suddenly, extremely fast, although Zeng Tu reacted in time, but it was already too late, seeing the iron whip about to hit his forehead, Zeng Tu hastily dodged his head, if he got hit this time, his brains would be smashed out!

  The past is gone, but the burden remains.

  The whip landed squarely on Zeng Tu's left shoulder, and the sound of cracking bones was clearly audible.

  Zeng Tu's left arm went limp and couldn't be lifted up, this time it was definitely a comminuted fracture.

  Sun Li's regretful thought flashed through his mind, and the steel gun was switched back to his right hand, stabbing directly at Zeng Tuo's back!