In the hazy night, the firelight reflected against the sky, and the small county town was plunged into a scene of slaughter and chaos. Search: \(¨Complete¨Book¨Divine¨Station¨) to read high-quality literature for free.

Tao Pavilion, chosen as a gathering place for the Green Forest League, was not originally a virtuous place. The county town was already full of all sorts of people, accustomed to the occasional disturbances. However, the government troops who arrived tonight were clearly of no small importance. Zhou Tong and Fu Lu dismounted and crept in, secretly witnessing three or four waves of fighting. Some emerged from dark alleys, while others hid in civilian residences, only to be found and fiercely resist. Those searching and fighting everywhere in the county town included officers in constable uniforms and military attire, but even more were groups of five to seven martial artists.

These people did not wear formal court attire, but they were able to act alongside the government troops, indicating that arrangements had been made beforehand. Under the escort of the government troops, they were able to enter civilian residences to search. The residents living here, knowing that the matter was not small, obediently hid in their homes and cooperated with the government troops' search. Zhou Tong and Fu Lu saw several Green Forest members sneak up to a residence. They were clearly acquainted with the house owner and wanted to take shelter inside, but the owner blocked the wooden door from the inside, saying only, "Hurry, leave! Leave quickly, don't implicate me!"

The Green Forest members outside the door cursed him for being disloyal, and one threatened, "If you don't open the door, we'll burn down your house." But immediately afterwards, the sounds of fighting spread through the streets, and the Green Forest members quickly fled.

Proceeding forward, the closer they got to the center of the county town, the clearer the firelight became ahead. Zhou Tong had been to Tao Pavilion before and knew that there was a sizable inn and opera house in the center of the county town, the most common gathering place for all sorts of people. Tonight's heroes' gathering was undoubtedly held there, but now it seemed that the building had turned into a sea of fire, completely burned and collapsed. A faint smell of burning emanated from the air, indicating that many people had been buried in that sea of fire.

Zhou Tong had a vague guess about what had happened here. After passing through the center of the county town, they moved towards the south.

The convener of this Green Forest gathering was named Yan Huan, one of his registered disciples whom he had once instructed. He was originally from Tao Pavilion and was quite famous in the martial arts world. Zhou Tong originally intended to go to Yan Family Village to find him, but along the way, what really concerned Zhou Tong were the actions of the searchers, which gave him a familiar feeling.

These groups of five to seven martial artists undertook most of the search tasks. The reason for distinguishing them from the Green Forest members was that the Green Forest people mostly acted loosely. If they had been together for a long time, they would certainly have good cooperation, but there was not much method to it. These people, however, had clearly been trained, and their cooperation was like a whole in their actions - even if they did not achieve perfect results, they at least seemed to be moving in that direction.

The weapons they held were different. Some used fishing nets, some held long spears, some wielded broadswords, some carried hand crossbows, and some wielded sword and shield - at least in the martial arts world, martial artists who used sword and shield in coordination were rare. At first glance, such a group of people was nothing special, but after seeing several groups, there was quite a bit of skill involved. These people's martial arts might not reach the first-class level, but with good cooperation, once they fought, the shield blocked the opponent's attack, two long spears stabbed straight, the broadsword slashed, the hand crossbow with its amazing power at medium and close range cooperated with the fishing net, and ordinary three or five Green Forest members were simply no match, often scattered and captured after a few encounters.

And especially here with Zhou Tong, he could feel some other things.

About a decade ago, when he was still teaching at the Imperial Boxing Academy, he had considered using profound martial arts in military formations - although he had made no progress after becoming a Heavenly Class Instructor at the Imperial Boxing Academy, Zhou Tong was still enthusiastic about these things. Even though widely spreading boxing techniques was a great taboo in the martial arts world, he did not care.

He had put a lot of thought into these matters. Such as simplifying boxing techniques, pursuing quick success, or simplifying moves, pursuing effectiveness, or designing special formations to play a greater role on the battlefield. But later these attempts mostly failed. The things passed down from ancestors have their reasons. Boxing martial arts, first, require talent, and second, require being able to eat your fill. In the army, even with universal education, only a few can learn boxing and graduate. That's fine, but the biggest problem is that if you don't teach well, don't teach thoroughly, the other person will end up hurting their body.

This matter is like the drawbacks of quick success. Even profound internal skills like "Breaking the Six Paths" still leave hidden injuries. If you want to alleviate this, a martial artist with even higher skills has to perform acupressure and massage the body for the other person every so often. In the end, the cost of cultivating a small expert requires a big expert to take care of them, which is really not worth it.

And even those who have truly mastered profound martial arts, there are not many of them, and they often have a large appetite. If there were such an army, they would be highly skilled in martial arts and good at cooperation, but first they would eat the country poor.

As for simplifying moves, after thousands of trials on the battlefield, the training methods in the army are originally extremely simplified killing techniques. A knife repeatedly performing a few moves originally takes the simplest and clearest vital points. According to the requirements of the art of war, soldiers practice simple slashing and thrusting thousands of times a day. To say simplify, Zhou Tong really had nothing to simplify.

Due to various reasons, Zhou Tong eventually realized that his
thoughts were mostly empty talk. As a martial artist, his mastery of his body had reached its peak, but if he were to be a general, he would actually be inferior to those small generals who were not highly skilled in martial arts. In the end, Zhou Tong recorded some of his thoughts. Later, these manuscripts were stored in the Imperial Boxing Academy, and not many people could see them.

And in front of him, this formation of five to seven people was quite similar to the small formation he had designed for the battlefield - although there were many changes in it, the several footwork and positioning techniques, the key to advancing and retreating, clearly had traces of his original ideas.

Zhou Tong's original idea was to arrange a formation so that soldiers could fight on their own after being divided and surrounded on the battlefield, fighting for survival in small groups. With his martial arts cultivation, the cooperation between several people was quite wonderful. If they were well-trained and cooperated tacitly, the rhythm of blocking, killing, blocking, and killing would rise, and several people could well cope with a constant stream of enemies. But this was also just wishful thinking after all. The daily training in the army is naturally carried out with the entire army, where can you practice the cooperation of several people all day long. Even if they practiced, once scattered on the battlefield, those who gathered would all be strangers. This type of formation with clear division of responsibilities and cooperation actually has no great significance.

However, the people in front of him clearly took the advancing and retreating footwork from his formation. At first glance, although everyone's weapons are different and the formation is a bit chaotic, there are traps everywhere in it. Once the person walking in the front, seemingly casual, is attacked, he will immediately retreat, followed by the shield blocking, the broadsword slashing, the long spear sealing the middle and rear, the hand crossbow threatening, and the fishing net posing to be cast. Even a first-class expert will suffer a loss suddenly. After casually watching a few encounters, two Green Forest martial artists were knocked to the ground in such a dilemma. The useless formation on the battlefield has now become a weapon for small-scale combat.

Zhou Tong originally did not design the coordination of so many weapons. At this time, while watching, he was also re-examining in his heart. Before even reaching Yan Family Village, the master and servant suddenly discovered the target they were looking for. It was a middle-aged martial artist in his forties, cooperating with a small team of searchers, walking from the end of the long street, knocking on the door of a household, and then telling the household that they wanted to go in and search. The other party then opened the door.

Zhou Tong and Fu Lu watched strangely. The reason why Yan Huan was able to earn a reputation in the Green Forest was because of his boldness and righteousness. Now that the Green Forest gathering has become like this, he is actually cooperating with the government? Although Zhou Tong's position has always been on the side of the government, it is really difficult to understand at this time. After today, will Yan Family Village still have a foothold in the martial arts world?

After watching in secret for a while, Zhou Tong walked out from the street and shouted in a deep voice: "Yan Huan." The other party and his group were just coming out of that courtyard. Yan Huan's body shook, and he looked over here. For a moment, his eyes widened, and his hand was actually shaking a little. It was the searcher next to him who immediately put up a formation. The person who looked vaguely like the team leader was about to shout "Take him down," but he heard Yan Huan say, "Master, Master!"

"You…"

"Ah--"

In the next moment, he saw Yan Huan suddenly grit his teeth and launch an attack, chopping out a palm towards the leader. However, the other party also reacted in this instant, raising his hand to block, and was knocked back two steps. The others were about to attack Yan Huan, but the leader shouted, "Retreat! Don't fight! It's 'Iron Arms' Zhou Tong!"

As soon as this name came out, the crowd holding knives and guns all looked this way, and subconsciously took a step or two back, but subconsciously formed a small formation. Yan Huan looked at them, took a few steps to the side, and walked towards Zhou Tong's side. The forty-year-old martial arts man actually had tears in his eyes: "Master, Master... this disciple is guilty." Saying that, he knelt down on the long street, his head hitting the ground, and he did not get up for a long time.

Zhou Tong frowned. He simply did not understand why this scene was happening. He had no choice but to take two steps, raised his hand to help Yan Huan up: "There is no need to be like this. Although you and I are called master and disciple, I really have not taught you anything... What is going on?"

"They." Yan Huan pointed to the back, gritting his teeth, "They... captured thirty-nine members of my family and threatened me to set up this Green Forest gathering as a death trap. I... my eldest son has already been killed by them... Master."

Zhou Tong fell silent. He could see that the tears in Yan Huan's eyes were not for the death of his son, but for the guilt of betraying so many people. After a moment, he heard the leader of the group speak first: "Senior Zhou, my master has mentioned you before. You wouldn't be here to 'gather righteousness' with these people, would you?"

The other party's words were sonorous and powerful, and he obviously did not feel the slightest guilt about what had happened in front of him. Zhou Tong glanced at him and cupped his hands: "Your master, is it Ning Liheng?"

"That's the person!" Yan Huan said, word by word, his eyes bloodshot. After saying this sentence, he suddenly took a step back, "Master, thirty-nine members of my family are still in the hands of that demon. Yan Huan was coerced and took the wrong step, and it is difficult to find a place for himself in this world. I will take my leave first!" After saying this, he raised his palm and slapped it towards the top of his head. Just as he raised it halfway, Fu Lu stepped out, waved his hand and cut his arm, dissipating his strength, and then grabbed his hand.

Zhou Tong looked serious and glanced at him: "A man stands tall and upright, do not imitate this daughter's posture. I have met Ning Liheng once, let's go, go see him." In his words,
but he could not hear much joy or anger.

The leader of the group cupped his hands and led everyone towards the northeast of the county town. On the way, they saw another group of people capturing two Green Forest members. One of them was dragged in a fishing net, being beaten by sticks and howling, and had already begun to beg for mercy. Zhou Tong saw this scene, frowned, and slightly tilted his head.

On the way forward, Zhou Tong also learned from Yan Huan's mouth what had happened that night. In fact, it was simple. This Green Forest heroes' gathering was held in the inn in the center of the county town. The other party took Yan Huan's family, prepared kerosene and buried gunpowder in the venue. When the gathering was halfway through, the demon appeared, met everyone, and then they surrounded the venue and set it on fire. The Green Forest people knew the situation was critical. Some people rushed out desperately. Most of the people were blown to death and burned to death. The current search was just for a small part of those who had escaped.

Yan Huan's eyes were bloodshot when he said this. Zhou Tong just listened silently, without speaking. After a moment, he spoke to the leader in front: "You are called Tian Donghan, right? If I remember correctly, I saw you once at the foot of Mount Tai."

The man turned his head back in surprise, and then cupped his hands and nodded: "I saw Senior from afar five years ago. I didn't expect Senior to remember."

"Your master took you out to see the world. He said that you had inherited his mantle, but it was a pity that you were too honest and afraid of suffering losses, acting as a bodyguard for someone, but you accidentally injured the landlord's son... Your master passed away three years ago. At that time, I thought he had a disciple like you." Zhou Tong said, "Why are you working for Ning Yi?"

Tian Donghan thought for a moment, walking as he spoke, in a deep voice: "There was a famine last year, and my family didn't have money to buy food. My... my mother got sick and starved to death later, and my woman also died. I took my two children all the way to Beijing to sell art and beg for food. I met the Ning family official giving porridge and also picking bodyguards, so I went."

Zhou Tong nodded, and after a moment, he said again: "How did you kill his son?"

Tian Donghan walked in front, tilting his head: "I don't know much. I went to the Ning family last year. The head of the house has been running around for disaster relief, offending people. In a few months, a total of thirteen waves of assassins came to the door. Half a month ago, the head of the house married two girls, and they came to make trouble again. His son killed a bodyguard and a maid. After escaping, they said they were acting for the heavens, and this Yan even celebrated. The head of the house came over to force him to submit, and he didn't want him to bargain with his son's life, so he first beheaded his son in front of him, and then threatened him with his entire family's life."

Tian Donghan said here, paused, and said: "I also know that this is somewhat wrong, but I think... there is no other way."

Yan Huan clenched his fists, trembling all over, almost about to rush up. Zhou Tong just followed, no longer speaking.

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