Chapter - 527 Sword Duels On Mount Hua (10) (1/2)
Guo Jing was delighted, ”That was a wonderful story; but what does it have to do with my body?” he asked.
Huang Rong laughed, ”Didn't he use twelve oxen? Your zodiac is the ox, isn't it?”
Guo Jing threw his hands in desperation, ”Good! You used a story to indirectly curse me.” He stretched his fingers to tickle Huang Rong. Huang Rong laughed and ran away.
After having a good laugh, Huang Rong said, ”Tonight we'll plunder the Commander's residence for gold and precious jewels. Tomorrow I will disguise myself as a male government officer and welcome the great army of Mongolia. We'll see whether we can deceive them to withdraw their troops.”
Guo Jing applauded.
That very evening two people plundered the Commander's mansion. They found Lu Wende had amassed riches as high as a mountain. They took away a large amount of gold and jewels plus a set of government official's costume; while the people inside the mansion slumbered.
Huang Rong dressed herself in the costume and she was transformed into a handsome high-ranking officer. Taking the gold and jewelry she rode the little red horse headed north.
Guo Jing was waiting for the news from Huang Rong outside the north gate about mid-day on the second day when he saw the little red horse came galloping fast; dust flying behind. Huang Rong pulled the rein; her face was ashen. With a trembling voice she said, ”The Mongolian army is more than a hundred thousand strong; how can we fight them?”
Guo Jing was shocked! ”That many?” he muttered.
”Looked like Genghis Khan has determined to crush the Southern Song in one swoop,” Huang Rong said, ”I presented the gift to the commander of their vanguard regiment. He did not know that we are already aware of their real intention; he said they were going to attack the Jins and not the Songs. When I told him point blankly he was startled and immediately held their movement and sent words to their general.”
”It certainly is best if they decided to withdraw, but I am afraid … I am afraid …,” Guo Jing said.
Huang Rong raised her beautiful eyebrows. ”Judging from their preparation, they won't withdraw that easily.”
”Can you think of another wonderful idea?” Guo Jing asked.
Huang Rong shook her head. ”I have racked my brain for a whole day and a whole night. Brother Jing, if we fight one on one, there are probably only two or three people in the world that can defeat you; even if the enemy is ten or a hundred men strong, we won't be deterred by them; but the enemy is thousands, tens of thousands, hundreds of thousands strong; what can we do?”
Guo Jing heaved a deep sigh. ”Our Great Song people are actually dozens times more than the Mongolians. If all the millions people are all of one mind; why would we fear the Mongolian army? It's a pity our government officials are cowards and fools; that the people have to suffer.”
”The Mongolians are not here yet; even if they were, we can always kill some of them. If the situation becomes really critical we can still depend on the little red horse to escape. The anxiety of this world is enough to burden us down,” Huang Rong said.