The Legend of the Condor Heroes, The Return of the Condor Heroes, The Legend of the Condor Heroes, Author: Top-Quality Stone 77

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Chapter 166 The Heaven Sword and Dragon Saber: Final Chapter 12 - Fierce Battles
The lame Shaolin monk, seeing Song Yuanqiao's superior martial arts and powerful fist techniques, though unable to identify the style or school, believed him after witnessing Song Yuanqiao's ferocious rampage through the Tartar ranks like a tiger descending a mountain. He clasped his hands in a fist salute and said loudly, "Thank you for your help, young hero. We'll take our leave first." He
turned and beckoned, and the monks retreated while fighting, leaving Song Yuanqiao and Zhang Chaoqun to cover their retreat.
Zhang Chaoqun had no time to look at them; he was now responsible for holding off the pursuing Yuan soldiers. He couldn't afford to play guerrilla tactics anymore. He grabbed a knife and intercepted the pursuing Yuan soldiers. Although the Yuan soldiers outnumbered him, none could withstand a single blow from Zhang Chaoqun's knife and fist. Many were killed or wounded in a short time. The Yuan soldiers, fearful, hesitated to advance. The officers behind them shouted and ordered their soldiers to surround the two men. Although Song Yuanqiao was highly skilled in martial arts, he relied solely on reckless attacks and lacked any fighting strategy. If it weren't for Zhang Chaoqun, an experienced fighter, constantly charging and breaking through their encirclement, the two would have been trapped long ago. Even with their superior skills, they would have been worn down and killed.
Zhang Chaoqun, wielding a knife in his right hand and a fist in his left, combined his skills from the Nine Yang Manual and the Great Shift of Heaven and Earth, fighting with unrestrained abandon. In the midst of the fierce battle, he grabbed a Yuan soldier by the chest, ripped him apart, and used him as a human weapon, smashing him to pieces. In the chaos, the man's head was severed, blood splattering everywhere, including Zhang Chaoqun's face. He cursed and threw the man like a sandbag, knocking down several more. Just as he threw the man, a money bag appeared in his hand, filled with copper coins and silver fragments.
A thought struck Zhang Chaoqun; he grabbed the coins and unleashed a "Heavenly Maiden Scattering Flowers" attack, knocking down several more. Suddenly, the Yuan soldiers scattered. Zhang Chaoqun and Song Yuanqiao, engrossed in their fight, were suddenly met with a wide-open space before them, their vision blurred. Behind them, Zhang Songxi and the others shouted, "Come back quickly! The Tartar archers are coming!"
Zhang Chaoqun focused his gaze and, sure enough, several hundred archers were swarming down the slope like caterpillars. Startled, he cried out, "Senior Brother, let's retreat!"
Song Yuanqiao nodded, "Retreat!"
Both men possessed profound martial arts and agility, moving freely through the enemy ranks as if cutting vegetables and melons, but they were helpless against archers—unless they had developed a tortoise shell.
Arrows rained down like locusts. Zhang Chaoqun grabbed a Yuan soldier, killed him with a single blow, slung him over his shoulder, and fled. Song Yuanqiao did the same. Mo Shenggu and Yu Lianzhou rushed out, fought fiercely for a while, and then rescued the two.
Tiger Head Peak was a strategically important location, with towering cliffs on both sides and a narrow passage in the middle, barely wide enough for five or six people to walk side by side. The massive rocks at the rear provided shelter, making it relatively easy to defend. The Yuan soldiers, unable to break through, suffered heavy losses. Enraged, the officers beheaded a centurion on the battlefield, much to the delight of the Wudang heroes.
The Yuan army launched another fierce attack. Although the Wudang heroes were highly skilled, they were no match for a regular army. The battle raged from morning until noon. Even the six top-tier Wudang heroes were exhausted, and the other third-generation disciples, including Song Yuanqiao's son Song Qingshu, were all wounded. Had it not been for Zhang Chaoqun's valiant resistance, Tiger Head Peak would have fallen.
Seeing the Yuan army's relentless attack, Zhang Chaoqun was horrified. These ancient people truly didn't value human life. If this were in modern America, with hundreds dead in a single battle, the US president would face domestic pressure and be forced to resign.
Midway through the battle, Kongye of the Shaolin Sect led over a hundred monks to assist, bringing with him bad news. It turned out that the Yuan army was simultaneously attacking from Jade Mirror Peak and River Belt Peak on the other side. The Emei, Kongtong, Huashan, and Kunlun sects had suffered heavy losses. Fortunately, Wolong Peak, defended by the Shaolin Sect, served as the second line of defense. As long as these three points held, the Shaolin Sect could reinforce the other peaks. However, if any of these lines of defense were breached by the Tartars, Wolong Peak would become the last stronghold of Shaoshi Mountain. Zhang Chaoqun was completely unfamiliar with Shaoshi Mountain; he had assumed that Tiger Head Peak was the only line of defense, followed by Jade Mirror Peak, then River Belt Peak, and finally Wolong Peak. It turned out the Yuan army could attack from three sides simultaneously! As the Yuan soldiers withdrew, the Wudang disciples rested or bandaged their wounds. Zhang Chaoqun, however, was filled with lingering fear. Of the six major sects, Shaolin was the strongest, followed by Wudang. The other sects were far too weak. Although Shaolin was guarding the last line of defense, it had to split into three groups to support the various peaks, a considerable burden. Fortunately, the Yuan soldiers had retreated, and Zhang Chaoqun breathed a sigh of relief. After meditating for half an hour, Dai Qisi led a group of women, their faces veiled, to Tiger Head Peak.
The Wudang heroes ate the food they had brought, loudly discussing the fierce battle they had just fought, praising Zhang Chaoqun's bravery. Zhang Chaoqun offered some modesty, then noticed Zhao Min's dimmed eyes and gently comforted her, "Don't worry, hold on for today, I'll launch a surprise attack tonight."
Zhao Min said, "Chaoqun, I'll go see their commander later and have them withdraw their troops."
Apart from Song Yuanqiao, none of the Wudang Sect members knew who she was, and their eyes widened in surprise upon hearing her words. Song Yuanqiao, who was applying medicine to a disciple, noticed the strange looks on everyone's faces and said, "Junior brother, you and Miss Zhao can go talk to each other aside."
Zhang Chaoqun smiled, put down his rice bowl, and led Zhao Min away. Zhao Min said, "Chaoqun, perhaps if I go to my father, he will listen to me."
She removed her veil, smiled slightly, and added, "Don't worry, I'll be fine."
Zhang Chaoqun pondered for a moment. If Zhao Min went to her father, it would be tantamount to releasing a tiger back into the mountains. The Prince of Ruyang would definitely keep her there, and it would be difficult for her to escape again. Moreover, it's not certain that the Prince of Ruyang will listen to his daughter; what if he ends up losing both his wife and his army?
Zhang Chaoqun smiled slightly and said, "Hehe, I really didn't expect my father-in-law to arrive so quickly. He's truly decisive and efficient. Even if Left Envoy Yang and Bat King Wei are fast, they won't be able to arrive in time. I was just thinking that if my father-in-law is determined to take Shaoshi Mountain at any cost, our external reinforcements won't have time to implement the 'besieging Wei to rescue Zhao' plan. At that time, my Ming Cult followers will only be able to come here to collect my corpse."
Zhao Min hurriedly reached out her jade hand to cover Zhang Chaoqun's mouth and scolded, "What nonsense are you talking about? You have no restraint at all. I said I'd speak, and my father will definitely listen to me."
"What if he doesn't listen? Or even puts you under house arrest?"
Zhao Min was taken aback, her eyes dimming. She was the Prince of Ruyang's own daughter; how could she not know her father's thoughts? Even if she were in her father's position, she would definitely do as Chaoqun suggested. Zhao Min was in a dilemma.
"Then what should we do?"
Zhao Min wanted to say that they should sneak away and ignore this matter. After all, her father was here to wipe out the martial arts world of the Central Plains and wouldn't make things difficult for her. But she didn't dare to say that, and she didn't believe that Chaoqun would do such a thing.
The two discussed endlessly but couldn't come up with a good plan. Besides kidnapping her father-in-law, they could only kidnap Emperor Shun. But right now, it would take at least four or five days to get to Dadu, and kidnapping the emperor in the palace would require a well-planned operation. It would take at least ten days to half a month to make it happen. Zhang Chaoqun explained the pros and cons of the matter, and Zhao Min agreed to let him kidnap her father, but she repeatedly warned him not to hurt her father.
With Zhao Min's permission, Zhang Chaoqun felt much relieved. He went to Song Yuanqiao and told him about it, and Song Yuanqiao had no objections.
As noon passed, the Yuan soldiers resumed their attack on Tiger Head Peak. This relentless assault only strengthened Zhang Chaoqun's resolve to take this risky tactic. "To capture the enemy, first capture their leader; to shoot a man, first shoot his horse." Without capturing the Prince of Ruyang, Zhang Chaoqun couldn't guarantee how long Shaoshi Mountain could withstand the onslaught of a regular army. Even more worrying was the defense of Jade Mirror Peak and River Peak.
This afternoon's fierce battle saw not only all the Shaolin monks mobilized, but also Zhang Sanfeng and Abbot Kongwen joined the fray. The Wudang sect suffered heavy casualties, with everyone from Song Yuanqiao, Yu Lianzhou, Zhang Songxi, and Mo Shenggu bearing wounds. Even those skilled in martial arts, such as Dai Qisi, A Li, and Zhou Zhiruo, disregarded propriety and joined the melee…
As the sun rose, the afterglow turned blood-red, and the sky gradually darkened. Suddenly, Zhou Zhiruo noticed a Yuan soldier darting past her. Her chest jolted; he had touched her breast. Without looking back, he dashed down the mountain. Zhou Zhiruo was both ashamed and anxious, shouting a warning. Song Yuanqiao ordered his men to intensify patrols and investigations. Enraged, Zhou Zhiruo drew her sword, ready to give chase, but Zhao Min stopped her, whispering in her ear. The blush on Zhou Zhiruo's face faded, replaced by shock and deep worry…
The night was as dark as ink. Below the mountain, military tents stretched out in rows, and soldiers who had fought fiercely with the six major sects all day lit bonfires…
Chapter 167 The Heaven Sword and Dragon Saber, Final Chapter 13 The Big Bird Takes Flight First
The night was as dark as ink. At the foot of the mountain, military tents stretched out in rows. Soldiers, having fought fiercely with the six major sects all day, lit bonfires, their flames illuminating the area below Shaoshi Mountain, turning the night into day.
They had fought all day, suffering over a thousand casualties, but their morale remained high, preparing for the next day's battle to take Shaoshi Mountain in one fell swoop. At the foot of the mountain, pigs and sheep were being slaughtered, and although drinking was forbidden in the army, the atmosphere was lively. However, at this moment…
Zhang Chaoqun, disguised as a Yuan soldier, lay in wait in the distance, but even as darkness fell, he couldn't find an opportunity to infiltrate. These Yuan soldiers ate and rested in shifts, and the defenses remained tight; the outer guards patrolled, while the others ate.
Zhang Chaoqun saw a Yuan soldier enter the bushes in the distance and followed him. Seeing the soldier urinate, Zhang Chaoqun had a sudden inspiration. He also walked up to the soldier and casually pulled down his pants. No urine came out. The soldier, seeing Zhang Chaoqun's enormous penis, stared in disbelief and exclaimed, "Good heavens! Brother, your thing is fucking huge!"
Zhang Chaoqun laughed and said, "You're making a fuss over nothing! In my hometown, everyone's got a big thing. Every man in the village is a treasure to the surrounding area. What woman doesn't want to be fucked well?"
The Yuan soldier stared in astonishment and asked, "Are all the men in your village like this?"
Seeing the soldier staring intently at his large penis, Zhang Chaoqun felt frustrated and said gruffly, "This is nothing. If you want to get bigger, it's too late now. Before you turn eighteen, you'll have eaten our village's... since the Three Kingdoms era..." "According to the secret recipe passed down, that thing can get bigger, and when you're doing it, one woman won't be enough for you. Brother, you're a bit late."
The Yuan soldier's eyes lit up. He hadn't even finished urinating when he hurriedly pulled up his pants, grinning lewdly, "Brother, big brother, you just said the men in your village all eat the ancestral secret recipe, that's how that thing gets bigger?"
Zhang Chaoqun had only been casually chatting, spouting nonsense, but seeing the Yuan soldier's fawning expression, he couldn't help but be intrigued. He said, "Yeah, you haven't heard of Zhang Family Village? Oh, never mind, it's not surprising you haven't. These days, who dares to casually claim to have a family heirloom! You think it's just about getting bigger? Look."
As he spoke, he unleashed the first move of the Jade Maiden Heart Sutra, his inner energy spreading, causing his penis to swell, growing a full size larger and longer, making the Yuan soldier almost faint with envy. Zhang Chaoqun put on his pants and turned to walk towards the camp. Secretly pleased, he thought, "Hey kid, hurry up and catch up, ask me something."
He was lucky; the Yuan army besieging Shaolin Temple belonged to several different units, many of whom were strangers, so Zhang Chaoqun wasn't suspected by the Yuan soldier.
Sure enough, the man caught up, hunched over like a lapdog, and leered, "Brother, brother, slow down, wait for me."
Zhang Chaoqun slowed his pace, his eyes glancing at the patrolling soldiers ahead.
"Brother, you wouldn't happen to want my secret recipe, would you?"
the man chuckled, "Brother, you guessed right away! I'm General Yabulu Hua's personal guard. Hehe, if you can help me out, I guarantee you'll be transferred here to live a life of luxury under the general's command."
The fish had taken the bait! “That won’t do. Our village had a plague a couple of years ago, everyone died except me. Now I’m the only one in the world who knows this secret recipe. Telling you… do you think I’m stupid?”
“Brother, I don’t want your secret recipe. Just give me your medicine once according to the prescription. You have to understand, brother. Last time in Dadu City, I slept with that widow Yang. That slut complained that my thing was too small. Heaven has eyes, and I met you, brother. Please don’t refuse me. At most… at most, I’ll give you all my possessions. You have to help me!”
“Well…”
Brother Chaoqun hesitated deliberately. The soldier was overjoyed and quickly rushed forward, wagging his tail and begging for mercy like a monkey.
Just then, Zhang Chaoqun walked past the patrolling soldiers and headed towards the military camp ahead.
"Brother, how much silver do you have?"
the guard asked hastily. "I've saved seventy taels of silver, it's all yours, all yours,"
Zhang Chaoqun replied casually, his eyes glancing at a large military tent a hundred meters away. There were many tents nearby, all clustered together, but that one was the largest. He wondered if it was the residence of the Prince of Ruyang. However, the guards all looked tall and strong, their leather armor far superior to that of ordinary soldiers; they were clearly not ordinary men. A thought struck him, and he said to the guard, "Alright, deal. Seventy taels it is, but I declare, you can eat as much as you want, and you're not allowed to ask any questions."
The guard was overjoyed and readily agreed. Zhang Chaoqun pointed to the side of the military tent and said, "You're lucky, brother. I happen to have a pill here. There's no one there. Let's go there, cash on delivery."
The guard clicked his tongue and said, "That's the prince's tent! Do you want to lose your head? Let's go over there."
Zhang Chaoqun was secretly pleased. He hadn't guessed wrong. He glanced at the tent and casually said, "Okay, lead the way."
Following the guard to a secluded spot, before the smug fellow could speak, Brother Chaoqun slapped him, knocking him unconscious. He then tossed him into the bushes. It wasn't that Brother Chaoqun was merciful, but the poor kid was too pitiful. He had been mocked by a widow and was no longer a man. Brother Chaoqun felt sorry for him and decided to be lenient by knocking him out.
After observing for a while, the last group of Yuan soldiers finished their meal and went to rest. Zhang Chaoqun quietly crept towards the Prince of Ruyang's tent. The Yuan soldiers were completely unaware. When he got close, he threw a stone, which made a soft sound a dozen meters away. The guards were startled, and four of them ran to investigate. Zhang Chaoqun rushed out swiftly, killing the last two guards outside the tent like a ghost. He lifted the tent flap and threw a corpse inside. With a thud, it knocked over something, but nothing seemed amiss. Zhang Chaoqun then burst in. In the darkness, a deep, husky voice shouted, "Who is it!"
Zhang Chaoqun couldn't see anyone, but he heard the wind rushing past his ears. He leaped forward, grabbed the man, and struck him with his palm. The man groaned and fell silent. Zhang Chaoqun was secretly delighted. He had succeeded so easily! It was too smooth! "I'm a good man, fair-skinned and ruddy-cheeked, different from everyone else!"
Just then, a series of chaotic footsteps sounded outside the military tent. Zhang Chaoqun was startled and cursed inwardly. He rushed towards the nearest point with lightning speed, quickly drew his sword, and with a ripping sound, slashed through the tent. He rushed out, but his feet slipped, and he was left suspended in mid-air...

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