A Journey Through the Worlds of Film and Television.

Chapter 440 The setting sun shines like blood in the sky

"Mr. Lu, I have heard of you for a long time."

"I didn't know Mr. Lu was coming. I hope you can forgive me for not welcoming you."

"It is Lu who has the audacity to come to my house. Sorry to bother you."

As he spoke, Lu Cheng looked up and down at the famous Jade Unicorn in the martial arts world. He saw that the other party was nine feet tall and had a dignified appearance. He was indeed born with a good appearance.

However, when he saw the dark green hat on the other person's head, Lu Cheng smiled slightly: "Mr. Lu's hat..."

"Oh? What's wrong with Lu's hat?"

"Nothing, it just doesn't match your clothes very well."

"Haha, I'll change it later."

Lu Cheng just said it casually, but he didn't expect that after Lu Junyi invited Lu Cheng into the living room to serve tea, he immediately changed his hat.

Lu Cheng took a look and almost spit out the tea in his mouth. This hat was greener than the previous one.

Speaking of which, there are quite a few "green" heroes who killed their wives to prove their faith on Liangshan. The big leader Song Jiang and the second leader Lu Junyi were both cuckolded before they went to Liangshan. There are also Yang Xiong and Shi Xiu who killed Pan Qiaoyun.

"Is the young man behind Mr. Lu the prodigal Yan Qing?"

"Yes, I didn't expect that Mr. Lu had heard of my Xiao Yi."

Lu Cheng glanced at Yan Qing again: "He is indeed good-looking and loyal."

Yan Qing immediately bowed to Lu Cheng and said, "Thank you for your praise, sir."

"Since you have come to my house, you must stay for a few more days so that I can show my hospitality."

"That's not necessary. I'm going out this time to travel around the world. I've heard that Mr. Lu is unparalleled in spearmanship, so I'm here to learn from him."

"Well... since Mr. Lu thinks highly of me, I will fight with you for a few moves."

The two drank a few cups of tea and went directly to the martial arts arena of the Lu Mansion. Lu Junyi took out a long stick and saluted to Lu Cheng: "Please."

Lu Cheng was a close minister of the emperor. Although he had been known to subdue a tiger, no one knew how truly capable he was. Lu Junyi did not dare to hurt Lu Cheng, so he chose a long stick as his weapon.

Lu Cheng also picked up a long stick, tested its weight, and then said, "Mr. Lu, please."

As both sides started fighting, Lu Cheng found that Lu Junyi's moves were too slow, so he hit out with his stick and knocked the long stick in Lu Junyi's hand away.

"Mr. Lu, it's better to use the spear that you are best at."

Lu Junyi rubbed his numb wrist. This was the first time in his life that someone knocked his weapon away with just one move. He was unable to react for a moment.

Yan Qing, who was standing by, immediately took out a spear from the weapon rack and threw it to Lu Junyi: "Master, take it."

Lu Junyi took the spear and became serious: "Mr. Lu, please!"

Then, the spear in Lu Junyi's hand shook. The spear flower trembled, and the tip of the spear left a shadow, stabbing towards Lu Cheng quickly and accurately.

Lu Cheng nodded: "That's more like it."

Then, Lu Cheng pointed the long stick in his hand, and it collided accurately with the opponent's gun tip.

Then there were a few "clang clang clang" sounds, and the two of them quickly exchanged a few moves. Lu Cheng had already understood Lu Junyi's strength. He was indeed much stronger than Lu Da, Wu Song and others before. But compared with Wu Song, who had been taught by Lu Cheng and took the body-strengthening pills, Lu Junyi was slightly inferior.

Then, Lu Cheng swept the long stick in his hand and knocked down the weapon in Lu Junyi's hand again. He then swung the long stick in his hand, which turned into a circle and landed accurately on the weapon rack.

"Mr. Lu, I'm grateful for your kindness."

Lu Junyi had never expected that he would lose so badly. He was completely suppressed by the opponent and had no power to fight back. He could even clearly feel that if the opponent had not come to see his marksmanship, he would have been knocked down with one move.

This made Lu Junyi, who was always very confident in his martial arts, begin to doubt his life. He stood there in a daze and didn't hear clearly what Lu Cheng said.

It was not until Yan Qing picked up the spear and spoke up to remind him that Lu Junyi came back to his senses and bowed to Lu Cheng: "Mr. Lu is a martial artist of unparalleled skill. I admire you. I am sorry for being rude."

Lu Cheng smiled and said, "Mr. Lu's martial arts are indeed the strongest among those I have ever seen. Even among His Majesty's personal guards, no one can defeat Mr. Lu."

Lu Junyi smiled bitterly and shook his head: "I usually look at the world from a narrow perspective, but today I realize how high the sky is and how deep the earth is. Mr. Lu is the real master."

"You and I are not on the same path. Come to think of it, I have met Iron-armed Hero Zhou before."

"Oh? Have you met Mr. Lu? I wonder where Mr. Lu is now?"

"Becoming a monk in Mount Wutai in Yanmen, one should not be concerned with worldly affairs. Well, I have seen Mr. Lu's spear skills today, and it is time to go."

"Mr. Lu, why don't you stay for a few days before leaving?"

"No need, bye!"

After saying that, Lu Cheng walked out of the yard, jumped on his horse, and rode away in style.

Lu Junyi and Yan Qing sent Lu Cheng to the gate and looked at Lu Cheng's receding back in silence for a long time.

"I never thought there would be such a great person in the world."

"This Mr. Lu's martial arts are indeed superb. Xiao Yi, let's go out for a walk in a couple of days, so we don't have to stay at home all day and watch the world from afar."

"Wherever the master goes, Xiao Yi goes."

After leaving Daming Prefecture, Lu Cheng continued to ride northward, passing through Zhending Prefecture and Yunzhong Prefecture, and arrived at the border between Song and Liao.

The further north we go, the lower the population density becomes, and the more difficult people's lives become.

After arriving at the Song-Liao border, from time to time one could see villages that had been looted by Liao soldiers. The houses were burned down, the fields were destroyed, and only some charred corpses were left. It was a horrific sight.

Although large-scale wars did not often break out between Song and Liao, small-scale looting never stopped. Raiding the grasslands and valleys was a regular looting practice by the grassland peoples on the border of the Central Plains.

A hundred years ago, the Song and Liao dynasties signed the Treaty of Chanyuan at Baihegou, which marked the beginning of more than 100 years of relative peace between the Song and Liao dynasties. There were few major wars between the two sides, and only some minor conflicts.

In some ways, the Song Dynasty only needed to pay a small amount of annual tribute to buy peace. This amount of money was far less than the military expenditure consumed in waging war. It even boosted trade between the Song and Liao countries, created an environment for peaceful development in the Song Dynasty, and made the Song Dynasty more prosperous.

However, this also caused the military of the Song and Liao countries to weaken, and they were defeated successively by the later rising Jin Kingdom.

The right and wrong, merits and demerits will be left for future generations to judge. Lu Cheng's trip was indeed for the purpose of testing the gun.

When Lu Cheng arrived at the border, it was already evening.

Looking at the beautiful rivers and mountains in the north, Lu Cheng suddenly felt a sense of heroism in his heart. These vast rivers and mountains should not be torn apart, the people of the Central Plains should not endure harassment, and the men of China should stand proudly in all directions, so that wherever the sun and the moon shine, all will be Han territory.

At this moment, Lu Cheng suddenly heard a whistling sound coming from afar. Looking around, he saw a team of more than 100 Liao soldiers, driving a group of Han women, who were carrying large and small bags, towards the north.

Lu Cheng stretched out his hand in the air and grabbed a forty or fifty kilogram steel spear in his hand. He clamped his legs against the horse's belly, and the horse neighed as its crotch stepped on the snow. Its two front hooves were raised high and dropped heavily, and then it rushed straight towards the more than one hundred Liao soldiers.

At this moment, the gun was like lightning, the horse was like the wind, the man was like a dragon, and the setting sun was like blood in the sky...