The gods began by supporting Guo Jing to become emperor

Chapter 140 Guo Jing Facing Temptation

After some meditation and breathing, Su Ming stood up and drew out the Qingfeng Sword, pointing at the eagle that was combing its hair nearby, "Brother Eagle, come here!"

The eagle slowly combed its feathers with its beak and glanced at him with a sidelong glance.

Su Ming was suddenly at a loss whether to laugh or cry. He was actually looked down upon by a bird.

After combing its hair, the eagle gently flapped its wings and came to Su Ming with a flutter. It spread its wings and tilted its head to look at him, signaling him to take action. Su Ming lightened his body and stabbed straight at the eagle. This move was the Zhang Fan Raising the Oar in Quanzhen swordsmanship, which was both offensive and defensive.

The eagle let out an excited neigh and flapped its wings, ready to knock his sword away as before. However, this time Su Ming changed his tactics midway, from raising the sail and rowing to moving like peach blossoms and flowing water. His body fell downward and the tip of the sword suddenly turned into a horizontal slash, chopping at the eagle's feet.

"Boom!"

The eagle took two steps back with its heavy feet, its lively eyes became serious, and it slashed its other wing diagonally. This seemingly ordinary action was like a sword slashing straight down in Su Ming's eyes. The timing was just right.

The strong wind brought by the wings lifted his clothes. Su Ming took a wrong step, moved forward, and stabbed the eagle's feet again. At this time, the eagle became more serious and waved its wings continuously like two swords, forcing him to constantly change his moves and shapes.

He had witnessed the great strength of the eagle a long time ago, and had suffered losses from it many times. In the whole world, the only ones who could compete with the eagle in strength were Hong Qigong, who had cultivated both inner and outer strength, and King Jinlun during the Condor Heroes period.

Every time the Qingfeng sword hit its wings, Su Ming's arms became numb and he could not hold the sword. After several times, he changed his thinking from how to take the attack to how to dodge the eagle and take the opportunity to counterattack with Quanzhen swordsmanship.

It has to be said that compared to the Dugu Nine Swords, which has a very high threshold for practice, the Quanzhen Swordsmanship is undoubtedly more suitable for a beginner like him. The Quanzhen Swordsmanship has seven swords and seven styles, a total of 49 styles, with smooth connections between the moves and subtle changes.

Some sword techniques are simple, with simplicity as the ultimate goal, while others are unpredictable and unparalleled in their adaptability. The Quanzhen sword technique undoubtedly follows the latter path, while the Dugu Nine Swords has already surpassed the scope of these two.

It has to be said that he had taken a detour before and spent a lot of time practicing Dugu Nine Swords, but he learned it with difficulty and was pinned to the ground by the eagle when he was practicing against it. After he switched to Quanzhen swordsmanship, he was finally able to exchange a few moves with the eagle and fought for a long time.

Sure enough, there is no best martial arts, only the most suitable martial arts.

For a person to achieve something in martial arts, chance, perseverance and wisdom are all indispensable. Of course, it is not absolute. For those with extraordinary talents, they do not need perseverance. They can learn martial arts that others take a long time to master with just one look. For example, Ren Piaomiao, who used "Sword Nine" to destroy the Witch Cult at the age of eight in the golden light, and there was also an eight-year-old Taoist college entrance examination champion.

The gap between people is even greater than the gap between people and dogs. If you replace an ordinary person with someone, what would he be doing at the age of eight? When he was playing in the mud, others were already at the top.

After learning the Dugu Nine Swords, Su Ming realized that he was not that kind of genius.

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grassland.

The war between Mongolia and the Jin Dynasty had been going on for several months. In addition to Guo Jing's continuous breakthroughs in the Jin Dynasty's border lines in the southwest, Genghis Khan achieved greater results on the front battlefield.

Genghis Khan led his generals and personally led the army to attack the Jin Dynasty. This time, the number of troops under his command reached 30,000. These 30,000 people were not just for the sake of numbers, but real elite cavalry, all of whom had followed him in his battles over the years.

In this battle, the elite Mongolian troops were deployed, and the main force broke through the wall of the Jin Dynasty's northwest road and destroyed Wusha Fort and Wuyue Camp. Wanyan Chengyu, the commander-in-chief of the Jin Dynasty's northwest army, was afraid of the Mongolian cavalry and retreated from Fuzhou to Xuanping, resulting in the loss of Changzhou, Huanzhou, and Fuzhou.

Is the coach too bad?

Now, let’s take a look at Wanyan Chengyu’s battle record. In the sixth year of Taihe, Wanyan Chengyu went south to attack the Song Dynasty. He and Qinzhou Defense Envoy Wanyan Lin were stationed in Chengji, Longxi. He led more than a thousand cavalrymen to defeat more than 50,000 Song troops and pursued them for forty miles. In total, he fought six battles. The Song army was defeated and Wanyan Chengyu beheaded more than 4,000 people.

That’s not all. Wanyan Chengyu then sent his general to lead 200 cavalrymen to attack the Southern Song infantry. The Song army was defeated. The Jin army chased them to Zaojiao City, killed more than 2,000 Song soldiers, and captured Chengzhou.

These two victories are examples of cavalry defeating infantry. It is not difficult to see why he retreated. As a person who knows how to use cavalry, he is well aware of how powerful cavalry is, and there is no need to say more about Genghis Khan's cavalry.

It was not without reason that he led his troops to retreat, nor was it because he was afraid of the enemy. It was because he simply could not defeat them. In the past, they had used cavalry to chase the Song people. As the saying goes, it is now their turn to be chased and beaten by the Mongols.

After repelling the Jin soldiers, Genghis Khan launched a massacre in the occupied land. All Jurchen tribes were plundered by the Mongolian cavalry without exception.

The sound of swinging knives, people's screams and cries echoed across the grassland. Flames and killings bloomed under the blue sky. Chaotic and panicked figures fled, but were caught up and chopped to the ground. A little further inside, several groups of people from the Jurchen tribe were crowded together. Women and children were crying. In front of them, more than a dozen ragged old men stood there tremblingly, holding sticks.

"Mongol bastards!" an old man with white beard shouted angrily.

Looking at these skinny and tattered figures revealing a sallow complexion, the charging Mongolian cavalrymen pounced on them directly and attacked them with their swords. They had never been soft-hearted towards the old and weak, because the Jin people had also oppressed the major tribes on the grassland in this way in the past.

Everything is just a repetition of history. A hundred years ago, the Khitans bullied the Jurchen tribes and were overthrown by them. Now, it is the turn of the Jin people to be chased and beaten by the newly emerging grassland kingdom.

The plundering nature of the Mongolian cavalry has begun to show. From now on, they will really fight and kill wherever they go, and even Europe will suffer.

On the plain, there are many yurts standing here, and inside them there is a tall golden tent of Khan, where Genghis Khan lived.

A man wearing leather armor and a golden crown with feathers on his head sat on the throne and laughed, "Haha, just as I expected, the Golden Dogs fled after just a few battles, leaving this huge grassland to us, and even ignoring their tribe!"

Borchu took a sip of milk wine and said happily, "The Khan divided his troops into several groups, causing the Jin defense line to collapse. If we put our main force forward, how dare they fight us!"

Generals such as Zhebie and Muhuali all smiled and praised Genghis Khan, mocking the weakness of the Jin people. Among those present, only Guo Jing sat at the last seat, eating barbecue with his head down and saying little.

This was a resounding victory, which made him happier than when Genghis Khan conquered Western Xia. He had always remembered the Jin people's oppression of Mongolia, their suppression and frame-up of him, and now he had finally completed the first step of revenge.

Genghis Khan sat on the throne, exuding a strong majesty that no one dared to ignore. He opened his tiger eyes and scanned the crowd. His gaze fell on Guo Jing at the back, and he suddenly smiled again. Then he walked down the throne in front of everyone's eyes, came to Guo Jing's table, took his arm and walked to the food table in front of the throne, "Guo Jing, sit here and eat!"

Guo Jing was forced to sit down, and he declined uncomfortably, "Thank you very much, Khan, for the reward. I will just sit in the back."

"Ha ha……"

However, as soon as these words were spoken, all the generals in the Golden Tent burst into laughter.

Genghis Khan also smiled. He pointed at Guo Jing and said to everyone, "Everyone, this time we were able to defeat the Jin Kingdom. Apart from me, the one who contributed the most was this little guy. He only had a few thousand men under his command, but he killed enemies that outnumbered them by several times. He broke through the Jin Kingdom's southwestern defense line."

"We were able to effortlessly repel the Jin army on the front battlefield, in large part because this guy scared the Jin army in the southwest."

“Tell me, how can such a hero sit in the back!” After saying that, he looked at Guo Jing again and said in a tone that could not be refuted, “Just sit here, this is what you deserve!”

A trace of embarrassment flashed across Guo Jing's face. Being stared at like this, he felt a little uncomfortable all over. As Genghis Khan said, he fought beautifully in the southwest, but compared with other generals, his military achievements were still not enough.

Even though Guo Jing felt that these generals had no ill intentions and looked at him with mostly admiration and teasing, he still felt very uncomfortable, especially when he saw Tolui sitting with Ogedei and the others. The envy in his eyes almost overflowed, and he felt even more uncomfortable.

In fact, if we count by military merit, everyone is about the same. If other people were sitting here, everyone might argue and be jealous, but when Guo Jing sits here, they will not have any other thoughts.

This kid is really too young, only sixteen years old, the same age as their son. What is there to be jealous of? Besides, he fights really well and is qualified to sit there.

This also shows Temujin's skills. He was not only good at fighting, but also had great political skills.

At a banquet, everyone was drunk and was carried back by their own soldiers.

Guo Jing was also drunk and was helped back to the tent. It was dark at night and he could not see anything around him. He staggered off his armor and got into bed. Unexpectedly, he saw a warm and soft body curled up inside and shivering.

As soon as he entered, Guo Jing felt something was wrong. When he touched it, his eyes widened and he was shocked. He sobered up immediately. He jumped up suddenly, looked at the bulging quilt vigilantly, and shouted, "Who are you?"

In this short time, his eyes had adapted to the darkness and he could barely see. He only saw a face crawling out from under the quilt, crying, "General, don't kill me, I can do anything!"

At this time, Guo Jing understood everything. He had seen too many similar things since he took command of the army. The Mongolian cavalry were as fierce as wolves and tigers on the battlefield, and even more brutal and cruel when looting. They raped, looted, burned, killed, and robbed. There was nothing they would not do.

Even his Han cavalry were affected, but after Guo Jing sacrificed hundreds of heads, they stopped making trouble. After that, he would distribute his share of the spoils to his soldiers and at the same time formulate rules for looting, trying not to kill unarmed civilians. Of course, he would still rob those who should be robbed, as he was not so ignorant.

The Han people under his command might follow him out of temporary loyalty and the status of slaves, but when they transformed into soldiers, this relationship was no longer solid and needed to be maintained by interests. Otherwise, why would they follow you?
Perhaps, some commanders can rely on their personal charm to attract their soldiers to serve generously, but such people are a minority after all. Most people need benefits, so there is nothing we can do about it.
As for the Mongolian cavalry, he could neither control nor restrain them.

Now, returning to Genghis Khan's military tent, he found that someone was stuffing people into his tent. His subordinates had done this before on the battlefield, but after he severely punished them, no one dared to do it again.

Needless to say, this must have been given to him by some uncle.

Having drunk so much wine tonight, and with the war now over, the psychological pressure brought on by long-term killing was released in one fell swoop. Guo Jing felt a little restless in his heart, and even his breathing became rapid.

The woman in the quilt seemed to have noticed something, and her crying became much quieter, as if she was prepared.

For a moment, Guo Jing also felt his mouth dry and his tongue parched, as if there was a fire in his heart gnawing at his sanity. Finally, he couldn't help but reached out his hand and stepped forward.

Just as he was about to lift the quilt, a sudden flash of clarity came to his mind.

what am i doing?
Am I doing this to Hua Zheng?
The remaining rationality occupied the peak of his thoughts. He took a deep look at the person in the quilt, turned around resolutely, opened the tent and left.

After coming out of the tent, Guo Jing ran wildly in the military camp with big strides. The night was quiet, and occasionally the panting of men and women could be heard from the tents. But he never stopped, but walked faster and faster. Finally, he used the Golden Goose Skill to rush out of the military camp.

The Mongolian cavalrymen who were guarding at night only saw a shadow flash past their eyes and never saw him again.

After running for an unknown amount of time, Guo Jing finally regained his senses. He panted, propped up his legs, and stared at the grass, his mind empty. However, the fire in his heart did not go out, but burned more and more fiercely.

He took a deep breath, squatted down, and made fist gestures. He was actually practicing boxing.

"boom!"

His fist carried an airflow and made a sonic boom. Each move was full of power. He seemed tireless and had been practicing all the time, from the Taizu Long Fist, to the Nanshan Palm, to the Great Demon Subduing Fist, and the Eighteen Dragon Subduing Palms.

The surrounding grass was hit by the force of his punch, and the grass was flying around.

Gradually, the sky in the east became brighter and brighter, slowly turning red, and the clouds were dyed a warm rose color. The next moment, a bright arc of light emerged, and the soft and pure red light filled the sky. Guo Jing then folded his fist in exhaustion and exhaled a long breath.

"Oh!"

A heavy body fell heavily to the ground, but Guo Jing did not feel any pain. His eyelids were indeed heavier than ever before. Under the faint light from the sky, he actually fell into a deep sleep.

Inside the Mongolian military camp, Genghis Khan was sitting on the throne. He had just finished his meal when he received a report from his subordinates. Upon learning of Guo Jing's actions, he was stunned for a moment and then burst into laughter.

(End of this chapter)