大唐双龙传 [Da Tang Shuang Long Zhuan] by Huang Yi

[spynet]

tHANKS FOXS!

[hungryhero]

thanks foxs.
so Li Mi's defeat should warn all the Emperor's contestant that KZ is no longer small and naughty kid. LSM should worry about him now.

[foxs]

Jaya, Ysabel, HPC, spy, you are welcome. Sky, nope. Sorry ... hungry, I find it sad that these people wanted to kill the two boys simply because they considered them a threat to their ambition to the throne.

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After breaking through the wall and coming out, before Xu Ziling had the chance to spring up from the ground, his left ankle tightened, because Yuchi Jingde’s Gui Zang [see Book 17 Chapter 12] Whip, which slid closed to the ground, so that it was very difficult to guard against, wrapped itself around his ankle tightly.

The tiny suction cups along the body of the whip wound around tightly on his skin and flesh.

If Xu Ziling had not seen Yuchi Jingde and Wang Bo’s battle, this moment he would have been trying with thousand ways, a hundred plans to shake off the loathsome entanglement of the Gui Zang Whip. But now, he was fully aware of the strange whip technique of this Heavenly Policy Mansion martial art master, with the changes that were impossible to guard against. He quietly thought that if he wanted to compete with the opponent in changes, he could forget about having his left foot intact.

Thereupon Xu Ziling let out a cold snort, his left foot planted firmly on the ground, like an iron panel his entire body changed from lying supine to become standing erect with both feet on the ground.

‘Crash!’

The Gui Zang Whip went taut like a ramrod, but Xu Ziling stayed perfectly still. The other end of the whip was held about three zhang away, in Yuchi Jingde’s hand, whose build was extremely bold and powerful, who lowered his waist in a horse stance. But the latter was actually shivering inwardly. The technique he launched just now was meant to drag Xu Ziling down to the ground first, and then he wanted to exploit the pulling force of the suction pads on the body of the whip to break his ankle. But unexpectedly Xu Ziling’s internal energy, ingeniously unleashed, sucked the body of the whip firmly, and thus his ankle locked the whip so that it could not be moved instead. This kind of strange move was completely beyond his expectation.

Sound of the wind sprang up everywhere.

Five shadows separately flew in from the roof and walls of the front and rear courtyards, Surrounding Xu Ziling in the middle.

Pang Yu, holding a four-chi long greenish-black awl stood on top of the wall. His sleeves fluttered in the night breeze, he looked extremely confident and at ease, but his eyes were sharper than a hawk, as from his high vantage point he ferociously stared at Xu Ziling, who seemed to be turning a blind eye to the besiege.

Zhangsun Wuji, who dressed in dark green Confucian scholar attire, with fair skin and delicate facial features, stood with his hands behind his back at approximately the same distance on the opposite side of Yuchi Jingde, with Xu Ziling right in the middle. There was a jade Xiao [vertically blown flute] stuck on his lower waist. He was carrying a down-to-earth demeanor, without the slightest bit of swords-drawn-and-bows-bent attitude, free and easy as he was visiting a fellow scholar.

But Xu Ziling did not underestimate him at all, because from his deep-pool, pavilion-and-high-mountain-peak bearing, he knew that his martial art skill could not be inferior to Yuchi Jingde.

The other three were the saber-wielding Luo Shixin, the spear-wielding Shi Wanbao, and the truncheon-wielding Liu Dewei, who spread in all direction, and thus sealing all escape paths Xu Ziling might take.

Xu Ziling fixed his gaze at the hole in the wall he created, and the debris of the mahogany chair scattered on the floor; he shouted in heavy voice, “May I venture to ask Shimin Xiong, assisting Wang Shichong to deal with Kou Zhong, besides Yang Xuyan, who are the others?”

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Applying his internal energy, Kou Zhong let out an earth-shattering shout, “If Wang Gong is still giving a little consideration to the host and guest relationship, please come out to answer me!”

Wang Xuanying, Lang Feng, Song Mengqiu and the group of personal guards standing by his side were stunned; more than half immediately pressed their hands onto the hilt of their weapons as they backed off slightly and glared at him.

His voice travelled far and wide, resonated throughout the Imperial City.

The crow and peacock made no sound.

Song Mengqiu cleared his throat and signaled the others with his eyes that they would not rush indiscriminately into action. “Kou Junshi misunderstood!” he said to Kou Zhong, “Shengshang is still lying on the dragon bed to recuperate from his injury, hey …”

Sneering, Kou Zhong said, “Didn’t General Song tell me that Old Yi and Changlin Xiong are inside the Mansion? How come they did not utter a single word?”

Immediately Song Mengqiu was at a loss for words.

Kou Zhong exerted his authority without sparing anybody; letting out a long laugh, he said, “There is an old saying, ‘the birds are over, the bow it put away’. Humph!”

‘Clink! Clank!’ there were repeated sound of metal clashing against metal.

Wang Xuanying and the others did not wait for him to finish speaking, they already exposed the fox’s tail; one after another they drew their weapons.

With another long laugh Kou Zhong soared to the sky, prompting Song Mengqiu, Lang Feng and Wang Xuanying, three men to also soar in pursuit.

Countless archers showed themselves from the roof of the buildings nearby; immediately murderous aura filled the air, while battle cry shook the heavens.

Who would have thought that Kou Zhong only rose for two zhang, unexpectedly he changed breath mid-air, changed direction diagonally, and flew toward the steps of the Shangshu Mansion?

This move was a big, big surprise to everybody, and who among the pursuers had the ability to change his breathing midair like him? They all went to far and rose two more zhang up into the air, so that the several hundred archers hiding on the roof refrained from shooting at the rat for fear of breaking the vases, nobody dared to release the arrow.

Before even landed on the ground, Kou Zhong already pulled the Moon in the Well.

Over a dozen Wang Shichong’s personal guards, like wolves and tigers, charged toward him; it looked like very soon Kou Zhong would be caught in chaotic warfare.

Kou Zhong knew that if he was held up by these personal guards even for a while, he would fall into siege by hundreds, even thousands Wang Army’s troops. And if that happened, even Ning Daoqi would be hard pressed to escape the misfortune of fighting to the death. With a loud roar, his body following his saber, he charged into the enemy’s formation.

The Moon in the Well turned into cold ray protecting his body. The two personal guards at the front blocking his way were immediately thrown sideways and fell to the ground.

‘Dang!’

Another man, along with his sword, was hacked that he flew backward and fell. After consecutively knocking two more personal guards, he rolled down the steps.

By this moment, from the bottom of the steps, amidst the shouting and yelling, the saber flashes and sword shadows, the enemy was swarming up the steps like a tidal wave. Momentarily he could not see clearly just how many the enemies were.

Kou Zhong did not dare to jump high; suddenly he flew sideways, avoiding more than a dozen enemy charging at him, rushing along the Shangshu Mansion toward the east, to the closest Xuanren Gate, while murderous intent filled his breast.

One after another the enemy came to intercept him.

Kou Zhong was well aware than Xuanren Gate must be swarming with massive military force and martial art masters, so heading that way was actually his ruse to confuse the enemy.

Actually, if all the gates of the entire Luoyang, a capital city consisted of the Imperial Palace and the Imperial City, were closed, and the city walls, which were several zhang high, were covered with archers, even if he grew wings like a bird, it would still be difficult to cross over; the security was that right.

Fortunately, inside the city, there were high buildings everywhere. Although the upper floors were surrounded by high walls on all sides, but all the walls always had a portal, with the balconies usually linked together, so that it would be a very good place to play hide-and-seek.

Wang Shichong was a man who loved to put on a good face, so he did not want Kou Zhong assassination, this kind of scandal, to be spread outside; therefore, he wanted to lure Kou Zhong into the Shangshu Mansion to be killed there, to prevent Kou Zhong’s blood from staining his Palace City.

Kou Zhong estimated that as long as he was able to escape out of the Shangshu Mansion limit, Wang Shichong’s ambushing power would be weakened considerably, hence Kou Zhong would have a hope of escaping alive.

Kou Zhong changed direction again; he went around toward the back of the Shangshu Mansion, and darted toward the stable [orig. Taipusi, court of imperial stud; office originally charged with horse breeding] and the workers’ quarters. Crossing over these two magnificent structures, he came across a row of Dalisi [judicial officers’ office], Zongzhengsi [directorate of the imperial clan], Waterworks Supervisor office, and the Commandant of Guards office [these last two were part of Nine Ministers of the Imperial China], which stood side-by-side, and connected to the Hanjia Gate and the Deyou Gate, which was the Imperial City’s north exit.

On both sides were high city wall reaching more than ten zhang. This moment, amidst the sound of bugle horn, a team of more than a hundred armored soldiers charged out of the back of Shangshu Mansion straight toward him. While above the wall there were shadows of enemy soldiers everywhere.

To break his way over the wall was practically out of question. If there were no enemies on the wall, relying on his skill of taking a breath midair, he might be able to do, albeit with difficulty. But under the enemies’ merciless lance, spear, arrow and dart, jumping up would be tantamount of throwing his life away.

His only choice was through the other five exits leading out of the city.

First was through either Xuanren Gate or Dong Taiyang [East Sun] Gate, which were connected to the east-west major road in front of the Shangshu Mansion.

The Xuanren Gate was the east exit out of the Imperial City. Just now he already tried and this road ought to be closed, so he could forget about it. The Dong Taiyang Gate was the road leading into the Palace City.

Chengfu Gate was the south Imperial City exit of the Shangshu Mansion. Unless he was willing to turn around and throw himself into the embrace of Shangshu Mansion’s main force, he would not need to spend any effort to break through it.

The remaining choice was the Hanjia Gate and Deyou Gate, these two layers of gate at the front.

Between the two gates, there were the Hanjia Granary, Zhuanchu Rice Grain storehouse, and other things. Kou Zhong has been involved in the hostilities against the Palace City in the past, so he knew the Capital City situation like the back of his hand. It’s just that he never expected that in the end he would use this knowledge to run for his life!

Saber flashes flickered continuously, two sabers hacked down on him from left and right, the power was adequate; obviously these two were the best and brightest among the personal guards within the Wang Army.

As soon as he saw the saber momentum, he knew that if he charged forward to meet the attack head on, the enemy troops would arrive, and then he would be besieged in the middle again.

The biggest advantage he was able to maintain until now was denying the enemies any opportunity to entangle him, instead, he took the enemy going around in circle, to make use of the Imperial City’s terrain to run this way and that, in order to confuse the enemy.

Once he lost this advantage, it would be the end of Kou Zhong.

The Moon in the Well parried left and right in succession, while at the same time he retreated swiftly.

As soon as the two attackers’ sabers met Kou Zhong’s, they screamed because they were hit by the spiraling energy, like a windmill they spun away; not only their mouth spurting fresh blood, their companions behind them did not have time to dodge that they all were hit and fell to the ground while groaning in pain. It was as if they were hit directly by Kou Zhong’s spiraling energy.

The more than a dozen enemies intercepting him with torrential momentum were immediately utterly defeated.

Kou Zhong was also overcome with lost of strength.

Although the two saber strikes ingeniously sent out the spiraling energy to pierce through the opponents’ body, it also cost him considerable true energy that he was unable to follow up the victory by pressing home the attack, and was unable to force his way into the enemy ranks toward the Hanjia and Deyou, two layers of gates on the city wall ahead.

But he was already extremely satisfied.

Suddenly traversing seven zhang, he evaded the violent-tidal-wave-like more than a hundred enemies streaming out of the Shangshu Mansion behind him.

He decided to abandon his plan to charge ahead.

Because in order to reach the two-layer outside gate, he still needed to pass through the Taipusi, the worker supervisor office, and others, six buildings in total.

Since Wang Shichong already planning the scheme to kill him, it was only natural that he would prepare ambushing troops in those buildings, waiting for him to walk right into the trap.

The only way out with his life was to enter the Imperial Palace, where he then could exploit all kinds of situation to open up opportunities for him to escape.

Letting out a long whistle, Kou Zhong soared in an angle toward the city wall separating the Imperial City with the inner Imperial Palace.

Darts and arrows split the air.

Kou Zhong changed the direction of his true qi from slanting up to slanting down, so that the several dozen powerful arrows flitted across overhead, while he threw himself to the bottom of the city wall, and then, staying close to the wall he bolted in the direction of the Shangshu Mansion.

Like a bolt of cloth the enemy rolled down on him.

Hundreds of torches and lanterns shining down their light from the top of the wall and all around the Shangshu Mansion. Sabers, swords, spears, halberds and body armors and shields flickered brightly under the light. The Imperial City suddenly turned into Asura [malevolent spirit in Indian mythology] hell of bloody battle.

Kou Zhong sped up constantly. Staying close to the wall he shot toward the Dong Taiyang Gate, the only gate leading into the Imperial Palace.

He did not care anymore how many people he would have to kill, but he had to kill his way toward the Dong Taiyang Gate. Even if Ning Daoqi came in person, he would not be able to stop Kou Zhong.

[Ysabelkid]

Thanks foxs

[foxs]

I have just posted this not a few seconds ago ... are you stalking me?

[Ysabelkid]

Nope, just lucky. Bed time for me.

[wangxiaohu]

Thanks foxs for the bloody battle.

[Jayariyin]

Thanks, foxs.

[hungryhero]

Thanks foxs.
Indeed, nobody wouldnt feel sad if after presenting great triumph, now the present is death..

[hungryhero]

about the last sentence from XZL, does it mean LSM help WSC to kill Kou Zhong now?

[chowbeng]

I wonder who would lend them a hand now? From their track record, it has to be one or more beauties.....

[chualot]

Thanks foxs. I think they got this under control, they should have running away down to an art form by now.

[wangxiaohu]

There are currently 14 users browsing this thread. (1 members and 13 guests)

Everytime I browse this thread, there are dozens of guests lurking around....
They don't utter even a word.
I'm shivering inwardly, because I don't know they're Yin Gui Pai demons, or Wang Shichong's spies.

[Fox Tail]

Hi. I have reading this thread for sometimes
Nice to have it here
Thank you for your hard work Fox
I will keep tailing you till the end

[wangxiaohu]

Hi. I have reading this thread for sometimes
Nice to have it here
Thank you for your hard work Fox
I will keep tailing you till the end

At last, the fox’s tail is exposed!

[LuDongBin]

Gone for a while ... lots of excitement to catch up. Thks foxs.

[foxs]

Ysabel, may I ask: where are you? If in the US, it was too early for bed, if you are in Europe, too late. If you are in Asia, you are not supposed to be in bed. Xiaohu, I like your fox tail comment. Jaya, you are welcome. Hungry, as I mentioned earlier, those people wanted to kill the two boys simply because they might be a threat to their ambition. Chowbeng, Chua, you’ll find out soon. Tail, welcome to the forum, and thanks for letting me know, appreciate it. DongBin, welcome back.

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Book 19 Chapter 2 – Blood-soaked Capital City

With his hands behind his back, Li Shimin leisurely walked out of the hole; he smiled and said, “As long as Ziling Xiong is able to remain here for one sichen, Li Shimin guarantees that Ziling Xiong will be able to leave unscathed.”

Xu Ziling cast a sidelong glance toward Yuchi Jingde, who was continuously applying his internal strength to pull the whip as hard as he could. Remaining tranquil and indifferent, he said, “Shimin Xiong must not lie to me. If not for you guaranteeing Wang Shichong that you are going to take care of Xiaodi, how could Wang Shichong dare to deal with Kou Zhong? Isn’t he afraid that in the future he would not be able to sleep peacefully?”

None among Zhangsun Wuji and the others did not show astonished expression, they all felt the necessity to reevaluate Xu Ziling’s ability and wisdom.

Xu Ziling’s conjecture demonstrated his deep understanding and cognition of human nature.

Presently everybody in the world knew that Kou Zhong and Xu Ziling’s life and death were connected to each other; if they got rid of one of them, it would be strange indeed if the other one would not seek revenge. And if they gained this kind of dreadful enemy, anybody would have a hard time finding a good night’s sleep afterwards.

In his heart, Yuchi Jingde was having another strange feeling.

The glance that Xu Ziling shot at him, as clear as a deity’s, seemed to penetrate him inside and out that nothing was left out, knowing what is true and what is false in him, making him feeling so uncomfortable that he nearly spurted out blood, and the strength of his hands immediately diminished to some degree.

With a wry smile Li Shimin said, “Ziling Xiong understands Wang Shichong too well! But I, Li Shimin, have other ways to deal with my business; I will never let anybody else influence me.”

Xu Ziling laughed calmly and said, “If Shimin Xiong is unwilling to answer my question just now, Xiaodi is going to charge to break the siege.”

Li Shimin’s eyes shot an emotional expression as he shook his head and said, “In addition to Xuyan Xiong, there’s also Xiaodi’s Er Shu [second uncle]. Ziling Xiong ought to know that Kou Zhong has no chance of returning alive. It would be better to stop at this point, I can then arrange to let you have Kou Xiong’s remains.”

Li Shimin’s second uncle was Li Shentong, an outstanding martial art master within the Li Clan.

Xu Ziling looked up to the sky, and fixed his attention to the half moon, which has just appeared on the eastern horizon; the tone of his voice was calm as if it did not contain the slightest bit of human world feeling, as he spoke heavily, “I am going to make my move!”

A burst of hot tears welled up in Li Shimin’s pair of tiger-eyes; he turned around and walked away, while calling out sadly, “Ziling Xiong, please forgive my offense!”

This sentence was the same as he was issuing an order to execute Xu Ziling. Immediately the atmosphere was filled with thick fire of war.

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Swift like a gale Kou Zhong slid close to the wall, both to evade the attack from the right side, also to make the archers at the top of the wall not have any access to take aim at him. The one thing that gave the interceptors the most headache was that when he encountered a powerful enemy, he would slid to the wall like a swimming fish, and avoided the enemy right on time. But when the enemy was weak, he would go all-out to make a kill. Over the short distance of about ten zhang, he had received more injuries, but the number of enemies slaughtered by him was also in the dozen. The battlefield was intense, but chaotic.

He had just hacked two enemies blocking his way, sending them flying away, when from his rear left came a sharp and swift attack. Kou Zhong did not have time to look, using his left foot as the axis, his spun his tiger-body around, lightning fast the Moon in the Well chopped, he parried the attacking lance.

As soon as he looked, he recognized the attacker as one of Wang Shichong’s personal guards, a Pianjiang [deputy general] who also led the troops; he had chatted with him several times, and had even fought side-by-side with him.

This moment the opponent showed a wry smile with a hint of helplessness as he drew the lance back. Kou Zhong originally wanted to follow-up with rapid succession of his treasure saber strikes, but he could not help forcing himself to pull back. While these thoughts were fleeting in his mind, three spears swiftly stabbed him.

Kou Zhong easily somersaulted to evade.

He saw that the Dong Taiyang Gate was no more than ten zhang away, but the gate was full of enemies, and all were wielding weapons that were beneficial to attack from a distance like lances, spears, halberds, and the others, which were most disadvantageous to him since he wanted to have a close range combat.

And to the left there was a group of approximately a hundred men with fresh power, which was coming over to besiege him, with shields on their left hands and swords on their right hands; their formation was orderly. If he was intercepted, it definitely would be a dead end for him.

Kou Zhong shivered inwardly.

The enemy has obviously recovered after the confusion, and reorganized their offensive. Plus they obviously knew that he wanted to break through the Dong Taiyang Gate; therefore, they concentrated their main force there, so that even if he grew wings, it would still be difficult for him to fly.

Four spears, like four streaks of lightning, were shooting at him.

With his right foot pushing the wall, Kou Zhong changed direction, and charged toward a group of enemies. Saber and man united, more and more enemies fell face up as he stormed out of the siege.

Although it has taken the enemy by surprise, but because there were enemy soldiers everywhere, he could only charge out of one siege into another, but the distance to the Dong Taiyang Gate was only six zhang now.

A man, with a shield on his left hand to protect his body, hacked down on him with the sword in his right hand; full of momentum, carrying a gust of wind assaulting Kou Zhong’s face.

Kou Zhong laughed aloud and said, “General Song, how are you?”

The attacker was indeed Song Mengqiu. The enemies all around matched Song Mengqiu’s offensive; like tidal wave they surged over.

Song Mengqiu thundered, “If you immediately throw your saber away and surrender, I guarantee that Kou Xiong will die with intact corpse.”

Laughing coldly, Kou Zhong said, “General Song is showing this much consideration to Xiaodi?”

‘Dang!’

Kou Zhong rapidly flashed away to evade the opponent’s sword momentum; with his shoulder he bumped an enemy to his left on the pit of his stomach. The man broke his bones and spurted blood, but by the time he fell down, Kou Zhong already flicked his wrist and the saber hacked down on Song Mengqiu’s refined steel shield, creating a loud crashing sound that shook the entire battlefield.

A spear tip pierced his shoulder blade from behind. Kou Zhong flashed, the spear was shaken that it slipped, only leaving a trace of blood.

But Song Mengqiu bore the brunt.

Kou Zhong’s saber strike carried his full strength, with spiraling energy contained within it; so sudden like a thunderbolt, with an extremely powerful force, so that even with Song Mengqiu’s skill, he was still hacked down by the saber momentum and was thrown nearly a zhang away, knocked his own men that they fell facedown to the left and tumbled down to the right, as if he was intentionally trying to open up a path for Kou Zhong.

Song Mengqiu’s entire left arm and half of his body went numb, but before he had time to hasten the circulation of his blood and qi, Kou Zhong, like his own shadow, followed closely. The murderous aura of the Moon in the Well, like a surging tide or angry wave, rolled in.

While Song Mengqiu cried out, ‘Not good!’, Kou Zhong’s saber, ingenious to the extreme, only gave him one option: he had to hastily raise his sword to block.

The spiraling energy like a huge wave surging into him; Song Mengqiu groaned in pain, and then like a puppet in Kou Zhong’s hand he staggered toward the Dong Taiyang Gate for a dozen steps or so, opening up a path for Kou Zhong again.

Although the hundred something sword and shield wielders behind Kou Zhong desperately ran after him, all along they were always a few steps behind.

Four, five spears stabbed from Song Mengqiu’s left and right, hoping to stop Kou Zhong from using Song Mengqiu as his main target of attack.

Kou Zhong knew that in this critical moment, if he could hack Song Mengqiu that he fell back a dozen steps or so, he could fight over toward the gateway, which was about eight zhang deep.

Throwing his head back, Kou Zhong let out a long whistle, and used his remaining strength to circulate his true qi to all his four limbs and hundreds of bones in his body, and continued on into his saber. The Moon in the Well immediately exuded a deep, cold, fierce and severe murderous aura. The men blocking his way felt a deep, cold saber qi assaulted their faces; they felt as if their body had entered an icehouse, and had difficulty breathing.

The saber wind screamed; powerful, severe and ear piercing.

Song Mengqiu seized this opportunity to scamper away.

After a number of heavy, dull crashes, none of the several spear-wielders blocking Kou Zhong’s way was lucky not to have his spear broken and stagger left and right, with one wound or another.

Because his true energy was at the point of exhaustion, Kou Zhong steeled his will to make a somersault to evade the massive military offensive coming from four sides, eight directions, toward the Dong Taiyang Gate. More than a dozen injuries on his body immediately sprayed blood; it was a scene shocking the eye, astonishing the heart.

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[Ysabelkid]

Thanks foxs

I am across the pond. It was a public holiday.

[wangxiaohu]

Darn! These next 2 days will take a very loooooong time to come.

[spynet]

Thanks foxs!