Her skin is as smooth as jade and as delicate as a catkin.
She is as charming as a charm and as graceful as a fairy. She is a woman who can make ordinary people remember her for the rest of their lives just by looking at her once. She is Wang Yueyao.
As the saying goes, one day without seeing you feels like three years; one year without seeing you makes you look thinner than a yellow flower.
My beloved, are you doing well after years of separation
On the road from Fenzhou to Taiyuan, there was a graceful beauty with a veil on her face, dressed in white as white as snow, riding a horse as fast as a rainbow; this beauty was none other than Wang Yueyao, who was eager to return home.
The horse is a good horse, as red as a cluster, flying like a rage, it is the famous southern horse, a prairie fire; the person is a beauty, the best in the world, the most beautiful among all the beauties.
Fenzhou and Taiyuan are both Zhu Li's territories. When Wang Yueyao arrived here, she was happy and excited. She thought to herself that as long as she passed through Xin and Dai states, she would be able to see the person she had been thinking about day and night. Naturally, she was in a very happy mood.
However, in addition to that person, she would also meet her mortal enemy Yuchi Jin. When Wang Yueyao thought of that woman, she naturally felt a surge of anger in her heart. With the anger rising from her heart, she would control the horse even more fiercely.
That year, in order to welcome Yuchi Jin back to the north, Zhu Li took advantage of the situation to sweep across Hedong and captured Li Keyong's five states in one fell swoop. Today's Taiyuan has become a famous city in Heshuo.
The Heshuo general stationed in Taiyuan is Mingwei General Shi Yan. He is the first old man to follow Zhu Li and is deeply trusted by Zhu Li. Wang Yueyao has always been very polite to such important ministers and generals.
There was no other reason. These people were Zhu Li's right-hand men. She loved them so much that she naturally wouldn't treat them badly. Therefore, when she passed by here, she decided to pay them a visit.
But faced with the scene before her, Wang Yueyao had to stop for a moment.
Just as she was about to enter the city, a team of elite Heshuo troops coming from the east arrived in Taiyuan City, escorting a group of prisoners.
This elite team was now driving the captives, intending to take them into the city of Taiyuan; passers-by were waiting where they were, eagerly awaiting their arrival, and politely letting them enter the city first.
There were not many captives, so they should not be prisoners of war. There were only a few dozen of them, and they seemed to be members of a large clan. They came from the east, so could they be captives from the old Zhao land? Wang Yueyao thought for a moment.
But at this moment, a chilling feeling like a surging wave suddenly came rushing in, and in an instant, filled the entire space near the city gate.
The murderous aura and endless sharpness of heaven and earth, as well as the sharp and ruthless murderous intent, directly targeted the Heshuo soldiers who were escorting the prisoners.
This team of elite Heshuo soldiers were obviously veterans who had survived hundreds of battles. As soon as they felt the fatal crisis, all the soldiers immediately wanted to move to the center, with iron shields raised high and long swords pointed outward, trying to surround the prisoners who were being escorted in.
The Taiyuan guards who were guarding the city gate immediately rushed forward, pointed their guns forward, and headed out in unison.
The wind blows and the leaves fly.
There is a lonely traveler on the post road of the ancient city. The lonely traveler comes slowly, sword in hand, approaching the city.
Before the sword was drawn, the murderous aura in the air forced the civilians and travelers waiting to enter the city to retreat in panic.
Someone was robbing a prisoner. This thought came to the mind of everyone who saw this scene.
On the post road facing the city gate, a man in white, wearing a conical hat and holding a long sword, came slowly; violent air currents rose from his side and rushed towards the direction of the city gate like an overwhelming force.
The hat tilted down, making it impossible to see the man's face, but his murderous intent was so powerful and undisguised.
The majestic aura was filled with endless rage, as if the elite troops of Heshuo had done something outrageous to both humans and gods, and their crimes deserved punishment, and not killing them would not be enough to appease the public anger.
“Dang, dang, dang…”
The rapid sound of a gong suddenly rang out on the top of the city wall, which was a warning signal.
The general guarding the city gate immediately rode out with his horse in hand, sword in hand, and whistling. He was none other than Shang Rang, one of the three Heshuo generals guarding this place, the Zhonglang General of Guide.
Shang Rang had just ridden his horse to the city gate, and narrowed his eyes slightly, hoping to see the enemy clearly; unfortunately, all he could see was the whistling wind, the flying dust, and the sky full of smoke and dust, which rolled continuously and instantly blocked everyone's vision.
Amid the raging wind and flying sand, a ray of silver light, like a thunderbolt tearing through the sand, suddenly flashed out and pierced straight into Shang Rang's throat.
The sword is sharp and unstoppable, and it is so fast that it is hard to keep up.
By the time Shang Rang caught a glimpse of the cold light, the sword had already shot in front of him.
It was at this moment that he saw a pair of eyes, a pair of extremely scarlet and ferocious eyes; they were the eyes of the white-robed swordsman. The look he gave Shang Rang was as if Shang Rang was his enemy who had stolen his wife and killed his son.
Although Shang Rang, who came from the Cao army, was extremely brave, that was only compared to ordinary soldiers; he had never seen such sharp and lightning-fast skills, such a magnificent and fierce formation.
Before the sword arrived, his entire neck was stimulated by the cold light emitted by the flying sword, causing goosebumps to appear on his neck.
At this moment, Shang Rang tried his best to swing the sword in his hand to block the deadly sword, but his reaction was obviously much slower than that of others, and it was too late.
The scene of a sword spurting blood and beheading generals in the city was about to happen vividly before everyone's eyes.
But at this moment, a light shout suddenly came from the side, like the roar of a dragon, the cry of a phoenix: "How dare you!"
Before the voice fell, a white shadow was seen, like a ray of fluorescent light passing through the yellow sand, rushing up, accompanied by a "clang" sound, which was the sound of a sharp sword being unsheathed.
The sword is like water, a pool of autumn water, bleak and desolate, like a rainbow piercing the sun.
The silver light and autumn water were both extremely fast, and they collided with each other almost as soon as they flashed.
"when"
As sharp weapons collide, the wind becomes stronger and the sand becomes thicker.
Just when Shang Rang was about to die, Wang Yueyao took action.
A drop of water can wear away a stone. In an instant, Wang Yueyao struck with thunder and immediately deflected the fatal sword of the man in white.
The sand fog dissipated and the clouds cleared to reveal a bright sun.
Outside the city of Taiyuan, Shang Rang still stood, his whole body soaked with sweat.
Shang Rang, whose face was pale, saw a charming and exquisite lady standing in front of his warhorse all of a sudden. The lady was like a fairy, dressed in white as white as snow, with beautiful eyes that were cold, and she looked like a banished immortal with a hint of anger.
Although the lady was wearing a veil that prevented her appearance from being clearly seen, her slender figure and curvy body were enough to make people intoxicated and excited.
Opposite the lady was the swordsman in white. At this moment, he had raised his head and was staring coldly at Wang Yueyao who was standing in front of Shang Rang.
"Who are you and why are you ruining my plan?" The swordsman wearing a bamboo hat held the sword across his chest and shouted at Wang Yueyao in a bad tone.
"Humph." Facing the man's question, Wang Yueyao snorted coldly and said clearly, "In the vast sky and the clear universe, you are relying on the sharp weapon in your hand to kill my important official in Heshuo. How can I turn a blind eye to it?"
"Sir, are you an official from Heshuo?" The swordsman was very surprised when he heard this.
Wang Yueyao is clearly a lady, but she calls herself an official. This means that the other party must be an official from Heshuo.
Looking around the world, Heshuo is the only place where women serve as officials. If the other party is an official of Heshuo, then it would be natural for her to rescue Shang Rang just now.
But, since when did a female official from Heshuo become so skilled in martial arts
The white-clad swordsman is obviously no mediocre fighter. How could the thundering swordsman Meng Taiji be ordinary
But today, at this moment, he, the famous and world-renowned Thunder Swordsman, was defeated and his plans were ruined by a young lady.
"Hmph, since we are birds of a feather, don't blame me, Meng, for being so ruthless." Since Meng Taiji dared to commit the crime in public and assassinate the Heshuo general in the city, he must have had his reasons for doing so.
When he heard Wang Yueyao, who turned out to be an official from Heshuo, his expression suddenly became extremely ferocious and he spoke in an extremely vicious voice.
But at this moment, Shang Rang, who was sitting upright on the horse, had already come to his senses.
He just waved his hand, and a team of swordsmen and axemen rushed out immediately; countless iron shields were erected, and behind the iron shields, long swords and spears were like a forest.
As soon as these sword and shield soldiers and spearmen rushed out, they passed Wang Yueyao and came in front of her. In an instant, they formed a formation and faced Meng Taiji directly.
Countless arrows followed closely behind, arrows were strung and bows were bent, ready to be shot, the target was exactly where Meng Taiji was standing.
Seeing this scene, Meng Taiji's face became even uglier.
If it weren't for Wang Yueyao, he would have killed Shang Rang long ago and would have been able to rescue his relatives while taking advantage of the chaos. But now, the situation took a sharp turn for the worse. Facing countless elite Heshuo troops, each of whom was fearless and valiant, Meng Taiji couldn't help but be extremely cautious.
Shang Rang was very angry. Just now, he almost lost his life.
Who could remain calm in this situation? As soon as he saw his subordinates in place, he planned to give orders immediately and shoot the hateful assassin into a hornet's nest in one fell swoop.
But at this moment, Wang Yueyao suddenly said, "Wait, I have something to ask."
Shang Rang was very grateful to Wang Yueyao. If it weren't for this lady, he would have died long ago. However, at this moment, he did not dare to slack off and immediately retorted: "Madam, I will never forget your life-saving grace."
"But this man is too dangerous. It would be better to just shoot him. Please don't mind, my lady."
"Hmm?" Shang Rang's response made Wang Yueyao very dissatisfied.
She still had no idea about the man surnamed Meng's intention; moreover, if she was not mistaken, the sword technique he used was exactly Tianqingm's Benlei Sword Technique. A sword was as powerful as thunder and whistled for thousands of miles. That man was most likely from Tianqingm.
If Shang Rang's improper handling resulted in countless Tianqing?m masters being attracted to Zhu Li, that would be troublesome, but Shang Rang didn't listen to her, and she was helpless.
"Ready!" At this moment, Shang Rang suddenly made a gesture, signaling hundreds of archers to draw their bows and get ready to shoot.
It seemed that no matter what, the swordsman named Meng was doomed to die. Wang Yueyao couldn't help but feel helpless; she didn't think that the other party could escape the siege of the fierce soldiers of Heshuo.
But at this moment, a horse suddenly rushed out of the city. The rider on the horse was none other than Taiyuan's commander, General Mingwei Shi Yan. Before Shi Yan's men arrived, a fierce shout came over: "How dare you, Shang Rang, disobey my lady. Are you tired of living?"