"Strong strength, about twenty years old." Looking at the situation inside from the window, the middle-aged man touched the slightly curled edge of his beard with his hand, and asked the person on the side: "How is it?"
Behind him, a man with a long body shook his head and said, "He didn't try his best, and the little girl in the red dress is not easy. But you have to do it, about 50%, but it's best not to do it."
"Of course," the middle-aged man reached out his hand and touched the wall, and said with a soft'Peng' noise: "Knowing that my name dares to be so domineering, it naturally has some background. Believe that the king army is strong, but we don't need to go. Annoy. But the necessary lessons are still to be given, as long as the well water does not violate the river water."
He looked at everything in the window, turned around and said, "How about the things I asked you to do?"
The man bowed slightly and said, "The horses have been sent out in the morning. No accident, they will be back in the evening."
"That's the best." Shimen Commander said. The leader of Shimen is surnamed Mo, who originally belonged to Zhang Jun's generals, and now belongs to Zhang Jun's subordinates. The main reason is that now Zhang Jun lost Sichuan to the letter king Zhao Zhen, leading the letter king Zhao Zhen to peacefully seize the Sichuan-Shu, Shanlong roads without a single soldier, and the emperor Zhao divided his military power.
However, they were still secretly ordered by Zhang Jun to be strictly guarded against trusting the king.
Commander Mo threw out the Jinxiu folding fan that was a specialty on the site of Xinwangjun. "This matter must be done well. This is what Master Zhang Jun and Your Majesty meant. If it's messed up, you and I can't eat it."
In the center of the hall is a thick woolen red blanket. The entire hall is exquisite and almost luxurious, and it is surrounded by many expensive glass products that only Xinwangjun can produce. The decoration style of the dome is unique, with a pattern of fairy scattered flowers.
When the letter king Zhao Zhen saw Mo Tongling himself, the two sat down in the master chairs on either side of the Eight Immortals table in the hall. Commander Mo is on the right, and Wang Xin Zhao Zhen is on the left.
At this time, obviously there are still many people below, except for the generals under Mo's command, most of them are local gentry and tycoons. Except for a small number of gentry and tycoons who are in the DPRK, most of these people are dependents of this Mo commander. However, Xin Wang Zhao Zhen knew that this guy's confidant who really supported him might not be here yet. Those people either hide their heads and show their tails, or simply do things for him in secret to avoid suspicion and can't show their heads.
After the two parties exchanged a little smile, the leader Mo announced that he had invited everyone here this time to entertain everyone. Naturally, the name of the banquet was for the so-called'Gao Pang commander to come on business.'
The dishes served by the servants can be said to be rich, but Xinwang Zhaozhen and his party secretly took silver needles and secret medicine to test them before they dared to eat them. But important people such as Xinwang didn't eat a single bite. Everyone can say that they didn't worry about eating at all, and although Ji Qianqian didn't show it on her face, she was actually very nervous in her heart.
During the banquet, Commander Mo noticed Ji Qianqian's nervous expression, her expression moved slightly, and she asked: "Why, this lady thinks there is something wrong with the reception?"
The hall was quiet.
Ji Qianqian was secretly shocked; but she raised her head, her eyes nodded calmly and said: "The high commander and his wife are inconvenienced because of their identities. However, as a female bodyguard who personally protects his wife, I have no scruples, to be honest. Well, these things are a bit too general--!"
The letter king Zhao Zhen heard a good cry in her heart, thinking that Ji Qianqian really saw that he was putting on airs. But this sentence was too level, it was like a slap in the face of the so-called Commander Mo. And this guy who is not a good bird has no way to refute it for a while.
He is a dignified commander, so naturally he doesn't care about other people's entourage, let alone a woman.
But Commander Mo only smiled, while the others were silent. The middle-aged man stared at Xinwang Zhaozhen with dim eyes under his sunken eye sockets, and Xinwang Zhaozhen responded with belligerent gazes in his spare time. What he is going to play now is a domineering and defiant leader of the king's army.
Such officers, Wang Zhaozhen, are everywhere in the Song Dynasty. It is just because they are ordinary that they will not arouse people's suspicion. Besides, there is absolutely no problem with the authenticity of the documents and seals. No matter how cunning the other party is, he will only first doubt his purpose of coming this time, rather than believing that Wang Zhaozhen is a fake leader.
Commander Mo finally showed a gentle smile on his face, and turned the subject away: "The tall man comes from the north, so he must not be used to the southern climate, right?"
"For a soldier on the battlefield with a golden dog, the climate change is nothing. As for those weak people who can't stand even this temper, I don't think they deserve to be called a soldier." Xin Wang Zhao Zhen did not. Be merciful, replied with a gun and a stick.
Everyone in the hall was suffocated. This was a slap in the face again and again, and they couldn't help wondering why this Gao Pang who believed in the king's army provoked so many times.
But Commander Mo's smile is fascinating, and his indifferent smile on his face can be said to be remarkable. He smiled and said: "Naturally, the high commander can't compare with our old bones, but it doesn't matter if the food doesn't suit your appetite. I have another gift for you."
gift? The letter king Zhao Zhen was slightly startled, thinking what the hell was this guy doing. In fact, what he wanted was to leave as soon as he bluffed him. I have to do important things. It's serious to get the ashes of my biological mother and the imperial edict of Emperor Huizong. Things here, it’s not too late to come back to trouble this guy in the future.
As Zhao Zhen thought about it, Commander Mo had snapped his fingers. Immediately, two servants brought a wooden box up there. They emptied the tabletop, then put the wooden box in front of the letter king Zhao Zhen, bowed slightly, and then stepped back.
Commander Mo stood up and made a gesture of asking Xin Wang Zhao Zhen.
"What is this?" Xin Wang Zhao Zhen thought to himself that this guy would definitely not give him anything good. Although Gao Pang is a believer in the king's army, he is also the commander. Mo commander who doesn't know his true identity can't do it. Come to flatter him.
Besides, when he slapped his face so coolly just now, and this guy posted it upside down, it is no longer a cheap word to describe it. It seems that this person might have gotten something horrible in this box.
He hesitated, then nodded to a guard on the side and motioned for him to open the box. The guard is a quick man, he should be able to hide if there is any trick.
The guard got up and opened the box immediately after receiving the instructions. He opened the box cautiously, but he just opened the first box and his movements froze.
Looking from the direction of Xinwang Zhao Zhen, he could see that the guard gritted his teeth tightly before restraining himself from screaming.
what happened
The guard stayed in front of the wooden box for a while, as if he had been subjected to some fixation technique, Xinwang Zhaozhen saw his throat trembling slightly, and almost made a slight click. The guard took a deep breath, and finally stepped aside.
With a "click", the cup in Luo Yueer's hand fell on the plate. The face of Xin Wang Zhao Zhen also changed in an instant.
Because there is a human head in the opened box. To be precise, he had seen the head of the gangster before; the gangster's eyes were closed, his blood color had been lost, and his skin was pale as if it were a layer of rubber.
The letter king Zhao Zhen was silent. The guard glanced at him carefully, endured and endured, and finally let out a sigh of relief to open another box.
What was in it was the head of another female warrior who was saved by the letter king Zhao Zhen when he was saving the mother and son. Seeing the two human heads, Ji Qianqian and Luo Yue'er had no blood on their faces.
"That woman tastes good." Commander Mo smiled and replied, "But gentlemen don't take advantage of others. I heard that Wang Jun used a woman's skull as a wine cup to hold the wine. It was delicious. I think adults must have tried it. As for the other one, it's a gift!"
He had just finished speaking, and everyone in the hall heard a soft buzz.
They immediately saw that the saber on the waist of Xinwang Zhaozhen was automatically trembling and popping out half of it. He buzzed and made a sharp sound, as if screaming and eager to kill, and as if it was about to shoot out in the next moment. Both hands of Xinwang Zhaozhen were pressed on the table, and her lips were pressed tightly without saying a word, but everyone felt a cold breath spreading from Xinwang Zhaozhen.
There is a real killing intent.
The few gentry and tycoons sitting next to Xin Wang Zhao Zhen were the first to bear the brunt. The knives and forks in their hands clanged to the ground, and they were so shocked that they could not move. The cold breath spread forward, and the soldiers drew out their swords and raised their spears to try to protect Commander Mo, while the latter was smiling and seemed to be savoring the joy of playing with his opponent.
But the smile froze on his face immediately.
Because almost everyone present saw a force clinging to the table top. Starting from in front of Xin Wang Zhao Zhen, the white ceramic dinner plate crackled, while the porcelain slammed, and the cracked tiles again It shattered again, and the smooth-edged fragments flew out, forming a round of shot-like tiles, as if an invisible beast was crossing the tabletop and directly attacking the leader of Mo, who was directly opposite.
The two guards in front of Mo Commander snorted, and the long swords in their hands shattered. They immediately screamed and covered their eyes, bleeding between their fingers.
However, the wailing in the hall was far less sudden than the shock in everyone's hearts. Because seeing this scene, everyone can only think of one word, which is the legend of the brave and invincible high-powered enemy.
Even Xin Wang Zhao Zhen did not expect that he would be so furious. At that moment, he felt that his thoughts seemed to be in an endless black icy cold, but the fighting between the two or two factions hurt others. Do not lead the despicable The cowardly behavior completely surpassed the most taboo bottom line in his heart.
Believe King Zhao Zhen feels sick, yes, it is a kind of disgust born from the deepest heart. He looked at this skin that was draped in Mo commander, his bones were filthy, and the hypocritical smile on his face seemed to be distorted into an absurd pattern of bedbugs or humanoid worms.
There was an impulse in his heart to let this filth disappear from this world.
But from the endless anger, Xin Wang Zhao Zhen gave birth to another kind of peace. The rigorous training of the super special forces keeps Xinwang Zhao Zhen's mind now clear. He can see his anger from a detached perspective and calmly control him.
In other words, it is as if there are two believers Zhao Zhen at this moment. A letter-king Zhao Zhen who was completely shrouded in boundless killing intent, and a calmly looking at this angry letter-king Zhao Zhen from a detached perspective.
Then it seemed that all the illusions were disintegrating, the instantaneous world seemed to be fragmented, time resumed its flow in an instant, and everything returned to reality.
Then everyone heard an explosion like fried beans. Glass and porcelain were exploded to pieces in front of him. The temperature in the hall seemed to drop dozens of degrees, and a crack was struck on the wall.
The first thing the letter king Zhao Zhen raised his head was to put his hand on the silver-plated sword hilt. With just this action, Commander Mo and the more than twenty knights behind him were forced to take a big step back by the invisible aura.
"Protect me" Mo commander screamed.
Although the guards and generals around him were uncomfortable, they all had to bite the bullet and drew their swords to stop them again under the command. What awaited them was the sword of the letter king Zhao Zhenping and Bai Wuqi. The wrist is swung from left to right, and the elbow and shoulder have drawn the simplest arc.
No matter from which aspect, this is the most basic swordsmanship. Like the first sword cut by a beginner swordsman, the trajectory is clear and the intention is obvious. Even a slightly experienced person can easily judge how this sword should come.
However, none of the 20 martial arts guards and generals had the ability to evade.
The sword seemed to be stretched in space, and the terrifying cold light on the blade made everyone feel bitingly cold from the bones. It seemed unpleasant to look at, but he killed himself in an instant.
A white light swept across, and twenty heads flew high. Almost everyone was shocked at that moment, no, not just shocked, but shocked so much that they couldn't themselves. With the sound of a piece of chairs and utensils turning over, the gentry and tycoons on both sides of the table crawled back, clinging to the walls on both sides, as if they were afraid to approach the terrible letter king Zhao Zhen.
Twenty corpses "thumped and thumped..." fell in front of him in one piece, turning into lifeless corpses. It was the first time that the breath of death was so bluntly displayed in front of Commander Mo. Every time in his life, he was so controlled by others about his own life and death. At this moment, he finally understands that when life is relentlessly contained, the weaker party is as weak as a drowning man who is powerless to resist fate.
He finally couldn't bear it anymore, he thought this Gao Pang was at best a martial arts and powerful general. His identity is not on the same level as him. Of course, they can do everything possible to give each other a slap in the face. The other party will not get angry because of his actions, causing things that the two parties cannot bear. But he couldn't think of killing him. The person in front of him was the believer Zhao Zhen, the Prince of Song Dynasty.
But now he finally found out that he was wrong, and the opponent's martial arts was not a strong swordsman with martial arts at all. But a person who can kill people with any object as a weapon, killing one step at a time, without mercy, is already considered inhuman.
It turned out that sitting in front of him was not such an irritable guy, but a behemoth that chose people and devoured him.
The letter king Zhao Zhen stood forward with a cold face, and the long table suddenly split into two parts with a'tear'. Others didn't even see how he made the move. They only saw the letter king Zhao Zhen move forward, and there was no obstacle between Commander Mo and him.
The letter king Zhao Zhen didn't say a word, and pressed his hand on the hilt again. "I am the leader of the Great Song Kingdom--! I am at the same level as you! Do you dare to kill me?"
Commander Mo collapsed and couldn't help wailing. He looked around hurriedly, hoping to see anyone come to rescue him, but unfortunately, no one. Everyone was frightened. They didn't expect that a good banquet would develop such a situation, or that they would never have expected that a strong man who believed in the king's army would go to a remote place.
The letter king Zhao Zhen walked over step by step, looking at this guy as if looking at a dog. His hand sank, preparing to end this guy's life.
But at this time, Xin Wang Zhao Zhen felt a hand on his own. He was startled slightly, then turned his head, but saw Ma Yueying, who was still in red, with one hand holding the halberd and brown-black eyes looking at him seriously.
"Ma Yueying?" Xinwang Zhao Zhen looked at the girl in doubt, and the girl in red looked at him and shook her head.
Ma Yueying raised her head, Xinwang Zhao Zhen had seen something in those scorching eyes. He turned his head and found that there was an unexpected guest at the door of the hall at some point.
A tall general of the Golden Army holds a battle axe and is covered in golden armor. His mouth is slightly open, and his big mouth seems like a crack in the crack, as if silently mocking.
The man stared at him from a distance, the cold light in his eyes flickered slightly, and he had recognized the letter Wang Zhao Zhen who had met from afar during the breakout of Zhijiang.
"Gao Pang?" The Jinjun general said in a hoarse and leaky voice: "Farewell to Zhijiang, don't come here without problems?"
"Golden Dog!" Xinwang Zhao Zhen rubbed a few words from his teeth.
Jin Guo's generals, why are they here? The letter king Zhao Zhen looked at Mo Commander with a cold expression. His thoughts turned sharply, and he asked coldly: "When did the Jin Army and the Shimen army and the gentry and tycoons become a family?"
"With the passage of time, everything is possible. In this world, only interests remain unchanged. Are you called the high commander? Or the Zhao commander?" The Jinjun general who has never seen the king Zhao Zhen on the other side spoke in a low voice Replied.
His answer confirmed Wang Zhao Zhen's guess, and the commander Mo colluded with the Jin Jun. But what do they intend? Want to rebel? That is impossible. Could it be that Zhao Gou is in alliance with the Jinren? Want to deal with yourself