Bei Mo was beaten up by Yu Wenhao this time. General Qin saw Yu Wenhao showing up and using a weapon that Prince Anfeng had used. He knew he was fooled and watched Yu Wenhao annihilate himself so much. Soldiers did not dare to chase them easily, because the lethality of those weapons was too great.
This kind of fear of unknown power made Yu Wenhao lead his army to retreat.
General Qin was so angry that his head was fake, but he was deceived of one hundred thousand gold. His North Desert and the Sword Demon were not at the same time. After the victory of this battle, he would definitely take others' heads to sacrifice the dead soldiers.
"Ahhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhh..." There were several sneezes in the calm mansion, and in the end it even rang out, seven or eight in a row.
Calmly said, frowned and looked at the sword demon, "Master, are you freezing?"
The Sword Demon faintly said: "Someone curses as a teacher."
"Who is so bold?" Calmly smiled and poured tea for him. The master and apprentice sat in the pavilion in the yard. They had been sitting for more than an hour. On the chessboard, no one had taken a step since they moved one hour ago. .
"Let him curse, he is about to be a defeated general. It won't be long." Sword Demon looked at the chessboard with condensed eyebrows, and couldn't help complaining: "In these years, you ruined martial arts and patronized chess skills, which really insults the teacher! "
Calmly said and smiled, "Martial arts have never been wasteful, but chess skills are also diligent. After all, the disciple is strong and strong, can hold multiple roles, and can also take care of various talents. He has to do what he likes. After all, the disciple is now a celebrity next to the emperor. "
The sword demon looked at him, "Actually, being a teacher does not approve of you being an official. The ancients have a saying, and you are like a tiger. You have amazing talents. Although you know how to advance and retreat, you are afraid of the emperor’s side. Familiar officials can’t tolerate you, fame and fortune are so important to you? Wouldn't it be better to go back to the mountains and be a xiaoyao, and be happy for a lifetime? You shouldn’t sell your talent to the emperor’s family!"
Calmly said: "The disciple's ability is not to sell to the emperor's family. The disciple wants to do what he can for the Northern Tang Dynasty and the people, and return to the mountains and forests. You don't have to practice this whole body. Now that you have practiced, you should make a difference."
The Sword Demon smiled, "Well, in this matter, the master always says that you can't help but hope that your allegiance to the prince will really be the wise emperor in the future."
"He will!" said calmly and confidently.
The Sword Demon looked at him quietly for a while, stood up and picked up the sword erected next to him, "Since you have this great wish, Master should support it. Anyway, the next 30 to 50 years will be relatively empty, then it will be for you. Let's have a run."
Calmly said that there was a gleam in the eyes, "Master is going to Xiuzhou Mansion?"
"Bring some friends to see and see, haven't you said that? A chivalrous righteousness, for the country and the people," said the sword demon, with the sleeves, all the chess pieces on the chessboard landed, and said coldly: "The chess pieces are not my favorite. , No less!"
After speaking, the clothes rolled up and strode out.
Calmly stood up and said, "Thank you, Master!"
He knows that Master has a high status in the killer world and even in the martial arts. He said that if he brings some friends to see him, he must help each other. In this battle, the martial arts and the ruling and opposition parties can be of the same mind. How can they lose
The Sword Demon said that he wanted to go to the battlefield to help the Supreme Emperor. It really made some martial arts people think deeply. They only care about martial arts or martial arts. They think that the highest level of life is the high level of martial arts. Have a chivalrous heart and fight injustice.
However, it turns out that people in the martial arts can also play for the country
Beimo has coveted the Beitang for many years, and the two countries have become feuds. Although there have been dialogues, the dialogues with bad intentions are still full of gunpowder.
For a time, the sword demon effect spread in the martial arts, and people with chivalrous hearts all rushed to the battlefield to help the Supreme Emperor!
This created a scene where all the people were soldiers. The battle was not officially started, which created a lot of psychological pressure on the people of North Desert.
After Hongye He calmly returned to Beijing, he was indeed bored without A Chou by his side.
In Beijing, he didn't make any friends. The only one, Yu Wenhao, also went to the expedition. He was very boring and wandered around. In the teahouse, he heard that many martial arts people have gone to the battlefield to help the country. He sneered. , Stupid.
On the battlefield, you only need orthodox soldiers, so why do you want these mobs? They all have their own ideas and are very angry. How can they be willing to accept the leadership of the court
And in this battle, the face to win is not high, so he rushes to the battlefield rashly, maybe he won’t be able to come back again.
He laughed sarcastically, dropped his money and went back to the mansion, packed a few clothes, took out weapons he hadn’t used in a long time, and held a horse. When passing by the market, he bought some dry food to carry on the horse’s back. , All the way out of town.
When he left the city, he looked around blankly, shook his head and said: "There is nowhere to go anyway. It's better to go to Xiuzhou Mansion. It's not to help Beitang fight. It's just boring. It's okay to watch the excitement."
After he finished speaking, he rode his horse all the way.
Hongye went this time without even telling anyone. He calmly said that he would send someone to give him something the next day, only to see a piece of paper sticking to the door that said "I will go to Xiuzhou Mansion!"
The piece of paper was blown to the ground, and the servant helped him to re-attach it, and then went back to his life.
After listening calmly, he smiled slightly, and said to the young man next to him: "A person's heart is actually very easy to be warmed by the feelings of family and country, isn't it?"
The little boy was startled for a moment, "The slave doesn't understand!" The only things that can keep him warm are chicken legs and processing money.
Calmly said with a smile at the corners of his mouth, and went out with his hands behind his back.
The people and the ruling and opposition parties are discussing this war. In the Chu Palace, several princesses often meet, and it is inevitable to talk about this war.
Rong Yue hadn't been so worried about gains and losses, she sent several groups of people, in addition to helping the king, she also hoped to contribute to the war.
She told everyone that if she hadn't been pregnant with a child, she would have gone to the battlefield.
Yuan Yongyi could not help but sigh, "Yes, my grandmother also took the family to set off. I wanted to go, but Sister Bao is still young, and the old man Qi is busy again..."
She paused, "I really want to go, or else I will go back tonight and talk to him."
"You don't want to go. If you are more, you will not be more, and if you are less, you will be a lot." Ah Si said.
Yuan Yongyi looked at Ah Si, "If you are not pregnant with a child, I am afraid you will go with Xu Yi."
A Sidao: "The husband and wife are of the same mind. If I am not pregnant with a child, of course I will go, but you are no different from pregnant with a child. Sister Bao is still young."
Wang Concubine Sun listened to them and couldn't help sighing, "I'm really useless. What can I do for you now?"
Yuan Qingling smiled and said, "Donate money!"
Concubine Sun said: "You donated it early. Your second brother donated half of his net worth. I have never seen him so generous."
Rong Yue said: "Well, I can testify about this. As the sixth man told me before he left, the second brother gave all the money to him to buy food and wages."
Yuan Qingling and Madam Yao looked at each other, and they didn't work together.
Yuan Qingling wanted to donate but couldn't donate it. The family had been hollowed out a long time ago. If she wanted to donate, she could only sell things. Fortunately, she also had a lot of good things, and the sale was worth a few dollars.