readx(); "It's actually Yan Yunqi!"
At this moment, when the six red clouds appeared, the expressions of both Li Jingfeng and the nearly two thousand red feather guards changed completely.
The Daxia Dynasty had many elite troops.
For example, the Royal Forest Army, which is under the direct control of the Holy Lord, guards the palace day and night, as well as the Mountain Breaking Army of the Zhenguo Mansion, and the Red Feather Guards of the Shenhou Mansion.
Each of these armies can be worthy of the title of elite.
But if there is an army that is superior to these armies, then there is no doubt that everyone will think of a name, Yan Yunqi.
This is of course not to say that the people who train Yan Yunqi are better than the current Saints, Zhenguo Mansion and Shenhou Mansion, but because of the area where Yan Yunqi is located.
Xiliang!
True to its name, it is a truly desolate ancient land.
If you want to use three words to describe Xiliang, it would be wind, sand, and dust. If you want to use one more word to describe it, it would be to drink blood.
The Yan family is the overlord of this land where hair grows and drinks blood. Its history is even more profound than that of the Great Xia Dynasty. In other words, the Yan family already occupied Xiliang before the Great Xia Dynasty was established.
The Great Xia Dynasty conquered the world, followed by the Thirteen Prefectures.
However, every generation of emperors of the Great Xia Dynasty did not hesitate to hand over the responsibility of guarding Xiliang to the Yan family. The reason is very simple, because when the Yan family's six blood clouds rose in the biting cold wind At this time, even the Thirteenth Mansion had to stop moving forward.
Hard to make any progress!
"Yan Yunqi!" Chi Hou clenched his fists subconsciously. He never expected that it would be Yan Yunqi who came to Beishan Village.
Because Fang Zhengzheng appeared in Beimo, in Huai'an County, and in Beishan Village.
As soon as Chihou received the news, he immediately issued the order. Then, he spent three days and two nights running from Shenhou Mansion to Beishan Village with the Hongyu Guards.
Along the way, there was almost no pause.
And where is Yan Yunqi
In Xiliang!
Distant Xiliang!
However, the time Yan Yunqi arrived was less than two hours behind the Red Feather Guards. What kind of marching speed was this? Could it be that they...
Chi Hou's eyes subconsciously looked at the Yan Yunqi sergeant who showed his armor. Soon, the corners of his eyes twitched because everything was as he expected.
Hanging from the sergeant's waist was a half-bitten piece of meat with cold blood stains on it.
Eat it raw!
This is the most time-saving method, and in addition to saving time, this method also has the biggest advantage of conserving physical strength.
In other words, this is a method that can greatly increase the marching speed, and can stop at any time and immediately enter a brutal battle.
But at the same time, this is also the most primitive and wild method.
"Okay, very good, you are indeed Yan Yunqi!" Chi Hou's fists were clenched tightly, which was a kind of admiration rising from the heart.
Of course, in addition to admiration, there is also admiration.
A kind of pressure that is not willing to admit defeat, but has to admit defeat.
When Li Jingfeng heard Chi Hou's words, his eyes also noticed the flesh on the soldier's waist. This made even him who was used to seeing blood subconsciously feel a chill in his heart.
Because he felt a real ferocity.
A kind of ferocity like a wild beast.
"Yan Yunqi, do you still retain this training method now?" Li Jingfeng certainly wouldn't think that Yan Yunqi in front of him came up with such a method just to rush on this trip.
After all, raw meat is not that delicious!
If it weren't for the long-term training, allowing the body and internal organs to adapt, and eating for three days and two nights, this army would be rolling on the ground now instead of holding long bows here.
Chi Hou looked up, Li Jingfeng was shocked, and how could the nearly two thousand red feather guards behind them not feel the fierce beast aura.
At this moment, nearly two thousand red feather guards subconsciously tightened their hands on the spears in their hands.
At this moment, the sergeant in black clothes who was torn to pieces by Chi Hou also moved. He pulled out a short knife from his waist, and without a trace of hesitation, the short knife stabbed his throat.
"Ding!"
There was a sound of gold and iron clashing, and the dagger fell to the ground.
"This subordinate deserves to die!" The sergeant's expression changed.
"It's none of your business. The other party is Chi Hou. It's only a matter of time before his identity is exposed. Let's note this down in advance and make up for it with merit in the future!" A voice rang out from the army.
"yes!"
…
The two armies faced each other, and their intention to kill was less than before, because Fang Zhengzheng had already walked out of the team, and Chi Hou naturally had no intention of stopping him.
Soon, Fang Zhengzheng arrived in front of Yan Yunqi.
"I've met Young Master Fang!" The three thousand Yan Yunqi all bowed in unison at this time, and everyone looked extremely respectful when looking at Fang Zhengheng.
Immediately afterwards, a figure also walked out of the team.
It was a figure who was also covered under a black cloak, with his face covered. However, when he walked out of the team, the scarf on his face was also taken off.
He showed an extremely indifferent face, and after traveling for three days and two nights in a row, there was not much fatigue on this face, but only a kind of concern from the heart.
Yan Xiu.
A person who returned to Xiliang after confronting the Holy Emperor in front of the Zhaoxuan Palace in front of all civil and military officials a year ago, and has not set foot in Yanjing City again for a year.
"I haven't seen you for a year. How are you doing?"
"How are you?"
Almost at the same time, Fang Zhengzheng's voice and Yan Xiu's voice rang out in front of nearly two thousand Red Feather Guards and three thousand Yan Yunqi.
One year apart.
The first sentence between the two of them had almost no special features. It was very plain, as plain as the spring water flowing down the mountain, clear and pure.
Fang Zhengzheng smiled, and Yan Xiu also laughed.
"I am fine."
The voices of the two men rang out again, as if they had no idea that there were thousands of sergeants standing behind them, or in other words, they didn't even think about the fact that there were still sergeants standing behind them.
Next…
Fang Zhengzheng began to introduce.
"Look, this is where I grew up, Beishan Village. Isn't it very beautiful, with beautiful mountains and clear waters? Look at the river, although it is clear to the bottom, there are a lot of fish."
"Um."
"Did you not have breakfast? Let's go to my house!"
"good."
Next, Fang Zhengzheng and Yan Xiu walked side by side towards Chihou and nearly two thousand red feather guards, or in other words, they walked towards the entrance of Beishan Village.
Three thousand Yan Yunqi looked at Fang Zhengyi and Yan Xiu without saying a word. Nearly two thousand red feather guards also looked at Fang Zhengyi and Yan Xiu, but there was obvious surprise in their eyes.
"Could it be that now is the time to talk about dinner?"
Zhang Yangping and the villagers are looking at me and me at this moment. They don't know the identity of this young man who comes here. They don't understand the law very well, but they also understand...
If it is Yan Yunqi who comes.
That seems to be...
Crossed the border
"Yan Xiu, Yan Yunqi is a direct line cavalry of your Yan family. I will naturally not ask you what you are doing with Yan Yunqi. However, since Yan Yunqi has arrived in the North Desert, I would like to ask my nephew to show me the holy order for you. Okay!" Chi Hou finally spoke.
As the god who guards the five mansions in the Northern Desert.
How could he turn a blind eye to the crime of crossing the border? Even if the opponent is Yan Yunqi.
"There is no holy order." Yan Xiu shook his head directly.
"My dear nephew, I am afraid that there is something wrong with you taking Yan Yun to the Northern Desert without informing me in advance and without receiving the order from the Holy One?" Chihou continued.
"Yes." Yan Xiu nodded.
"Since your nephew feels something is wrong, you should give me a reasonable explanation, right?" Chihou also nodded. Of course he knew the purpose of Yan Xiu's coming here.
Regarding the current situation, Yan Xiu is Fang Zhengzheng's friend, so naturally he is not his enemy.
Therefore, of course he would not embarrass Yan Xiu excessively, but there were some things he had to do, such as a reason that was enough to convince the two thousand Red Feather Guards.
"Lost." Yan Xiu thought for a moment and answered.
"Lost?!" Chi Hou thought about the possible explanations that Yan Xiu might give, such as hunting down Xiliang fugitives, or discovering strange movements of the demons, etc.
Of course these reasons cannot be true.
But Chihou could regard him as real, and then ordered Hongyu Wei and Yan Yunqi to search around, but finally left it alone.
But lost…
What's the reason
Are you so lost that you ate raw meat for three days and two nights and ran from Xiliang to Beimo? And, by coincidence, you ended up in Beishan Village
Who can believe it
Regardless of whether others believe it or not, Chi Hou feels that this reason cannot be believed.
Of course Li Jingfeng and the Hongyu Guards could guess Chi Hou's thoughts, but Yan Xiu's reason was too casual, right
"Mr. Yan accidentally lost his way when he was chasing fugitives from Xiliang, and because he was unfamiliar with the terrain, he strayed into the Northern Desert?" Li Jingfeng modified Yan Xiu's reason for getting lost in a "kind-hearted" way. After a while.
"No, I just got lost." Yan Xiu shook his head.
"My nephew, are you sure you are not joking with me?" Chi Hou couldn't bear it anymore when he heard this. After all, he had retreated again and again.
However, Yan Xiu didn't appreciate it at all and kept going in again and again.
This is no longer a matter of enemy or invincibility, but rather, face. As the Marquis of Chi in the Divine Marquis Mansion, he can be lenient and considerate of Yan Xiu's impulsive mistakes, but he cannot bear Yan Xiu's indifference to him. present.
"Master Hou, you think my grandson is like a person who likes to joke?" At this moment, a voice also sounded from among the three thousand Yan Yunqi.
The voice was not too loud, even slightly hoarse, but it was extremely loud, just like a lion defending its territory.
And as the sound sounded.
A strange scene also appeared. The two thousand red-feathered guards sitting on the snow-stepping dragon colt all took a few steps back as if they were under some kind of intimidation.
There were even a few snow-stepping dragon colts that stood up and threw the red-feathered guards on them to the ground.
"ah!"
"Uu, uh..."
The camp of the two thousand Red Feather Guards suddenly became confused. It was so sudden that even Li Jingfeng had no time to react.
As for Zhang Yangping and the villagers, it didn't seem to have any impact.
It's weird.
Li Jingfeng was about to give an order when he was pressed down by one of Chi Hou's hands. Then, he saw that Chi Hou's face became extremely ugly.
For more than ten years, Li Jingfeng had never seen Chi Hou look so ugly.
who is it
Grandson, he seemed to have said that Yan Xiu was his grandson just now.
Could it be...
In an instant, Li Jingfeng's expression changed. Even as a red feather guard, a chill would rise up his back when he thought of a name.
"Yan Qianli!"
The Yan family of Xiliang, the current head of the family, is a figure like a living fossil, a figure that even the current emperor must treat with courtesy.
He is a true hero.
Countless people have made predictions about this hero. As long as Yan Qianli is alive, Xiliang will always be Xiliang, and no country dares to set foot in Xiliang.
Yan Qianli is very domineering.
But everyone understands that in the land of Xiliang, only people like Yan Qianli can truly manage Xiliang, a land where hair grows and drinks blood, into what it is now.
Of course, that's not the point.
The point is that Yan Qianli has not set foot outside Xiliang for twenty years. Even when he went to Beijing for an audience, he had never been there in person.
But now, Yan Qianli appears here.
With three thousand Yan Yunqi, they appeared at the entrance of a small mountain village in Bei Mo.
"I gave you the reason for getting lost. My grandson just followed my words. Does Mr. Hou think this reason for getting lost is inappropriate?" The loud voice sounded again.
However, there was no figure walking out of the three thousand Yan Yunqi. It was just a voice, a voice without any figure.
Chi Hou's expression changed.
A pair of tiger eyes stared closely at the three thousand Yan Yunqi standing in front of him, looking at the six bright red clouds carved on the white armor.
His fists clenched, then unclenched, clenched again, and unclenched again.
I don't know how long it took, but Chi Hou's complexion finally returned to normal, and the light in his tiger eyes slowly dissipated.
"Since Mr. Yan lost his way in the Northern Desert, how about I personally show Mr. Yan a way back to Xiliang? Is that okay?" When Chi Hou said the last word, his tone had become extremely calm.
"Hahaha... I really want to go back to Xiliang and wait for death, but my grandson wants to go to Yanjing. I am about to die, and I don't have much time to go outside and take a look. It's just right. I just want to I want to accompany my grandson to Yanjing and take a look at the Holy One. Unfortunately, he is old and his memory is not very good. He is... lost."
"Mr. Yan is going to Yanjing?" A glimmer of light flashed in Chi Hou's eyes.
"Yes. Could it be that Mr. Hou is also on the way?"
"Just on the way!"
"That's a coincidence. If Mr. Hou doesn't mind the trouble, he might as well take me and my grandson to Yanjing. Otherwise, if we get lost again, our trip will be delayed."
"It is my honor that Mr. Yan is willing to go to Beijing with me. I just don't know when Mr. Yan wants to set off?" (To be continued.)