In the mountains and forests, murderous opportunities are everywhere. Shu shy, Yang Qingfeng and Ning Emei, Wei Shuyang gathered together, feeling a little helpless and frustrated, they had to complete the siege several times, but the boy found the right opportunity to escape, as slippery and difficult to catch as a loach, once A short halberd of the great halberd Ning Emei even pierced the man's arm. After the boy forcibly lifted Jiu Doumi's sleeve, he took advantage of the situation to roll a few times, and left a sentence full of hostility, "Grandson is a halberd today!" Grandpa will repay you twice for your kindness in the future." His shoulder knocked away a Qingqi with a Phoenix character behind him, and once again fled into the shadows of the forest. Qingqi was seriously injured by that fierce lean. Yang Qingfeng's three red-clawed mice were all dead, and the latter two were crushed to death by that guy. To death, but with the powerful internal force of the destructible talisman with both hands, he just smashed that surnamed Yuan on a tree. The big tree with thick arms was broken, and the person was not dead. Fei Shu shyly wanted to catch the mouse and play slowly, so he slapped it away with one hand. He should have patted this guy to pieces.
Shu Sha couldn't figure out the weirdness here.
If it is a simple superposition of force, this side must be much better than that kid, but Yuan Tingshan's swordsmanship is strong, but his temperament is quite cautious, and he seems to have a keen sense of crisis. The soles of his feet were anointed with oil every now and then.
Ning Emei picked up water by the stream, slapped her face, and said calmly: "This man is a natural scout."
Shu Hui was slightly sullen and said, "General Ning, if we can't take this man down, let's not go out of the mountain!"
Yang Qingfeng, with a paralyzed face, said without expression: "With the help of His Royal Highness Hai Dongqing to follow up, I can catch it."
Shu Xiu became even more angry, and sarcastically said: "It's really promising!"
Wei Shuyang acted as a peacemaker and smoothed things over: "No hurry, no hurry, Fengziying is familiar with night travel, let's chase for another night. If we still can't find anyone tomorrow morning, we will immediately go out of the mountain and rush to Zhizhang City. If His Highness is angry at that time, the poor will be alone. Just carry it."
Shu shy as if relieved, Ning Emei frowned, calmly, turned his head and asked: "How many arrows are left?"
Because they were busy chasing, many of the crossbow arrows that were shot had no time to recover. Except for the seriously injured one, the other nine Fengziying Qingqi returned their numbers.
Ning Emei said: "Redistribute, four per person. Zhu Zhi, Ye Zhenfu, the two of you escorted the injured Shao Donglu, and deliberately kept a distance from us as bait."
The two Baima Yicong said in a low voice without hesitation: "Decree!"
Wei Shuyang couldn't bear it, and said softly: "General Ning, is this a little bit?"
Ning Emei, whose voice was as soft and waxy as that of the young woman from Wuzhou in Zhizhang City, smiled without any extra explanation, but even Shu Shu could see the firmness in the general's eyes.
Shu shy couldn't help asking: "General Ning, are you sure that kid will fall into a trap?"
Ning Emei said flatly: "Yuan Tingshan has a temperament of vengeance, and is good at speculating, even if there is a risk, he is willing to take a gamble. It can be seen from this siege that this person has always believed in his luck."
Shu shyly let out a sigh, and said nothing more, as long as she completes the mission, killing a few Fengziying Qingqi in battle is no pain to her. But from the bottom of my heart, I have a higher opinion of this good-tempered Beiliang general.
After half an hour.
Yuan Tingshan squatted on a branch, staring at the three light cavalry who had left the formation, the blood hole in his arm had already been bandaged, and he held the short halberd in his mouth.
To kill or not to kill
Yuan Tingshan was hesitating.
He can kill with a sharp knife, but he can also cut with a blunt knife.
Mentally as tough as he is, he is also a little cursing in his heart. The mud bodhisattva is very angry when a job that was originally extremely easy has ended up in such a desolate field. Yuan Tingshan thinks that in terms of talent, he is not inferior to those children from aristocratic families who are known as first-class masters. Among the brothers Xuanyuan on Guniu Dagang, two of them went down the mountain to earn the title of hero, and one was almost picked by him. He broke his tendons and hamstrings, and the other one had a bit of real ability, and the fight was a dead end, but Yuan Tingshan only lost in his moves. If he really had to work hard, he was confident that he could beat that handsome aristocratic child within a hundred moves. become disabled. A sneer appeared at the corner of Yuan Tingshan's mouth, reincarnation is very important, cast a good mother's womb, have a good book of secrets at hand, there are experts in the family to guide, the situation is stable, and the peers from the aristocratic family, with a little achievement, all pretend to be detached, If you can't beat it, at worst, you will go to your parents and cry, and it will be difficult to suffer. Song Keli is undoubtedly the best among these people, and all the good things have been taken, Yuan Tingshan looked down at the humble Pu Dao, what did he rely on, he could only rely on this knife to make a living!
hateful.
If you hate it, you should kill it.
killed!
I don't believe that this life will be left here, as long as I don't live enough for a day, I won't even think about taking my life.
Yuan Tingshan bit his short halberd and was about to lift his knife and jump off the branch.
The body stiffened instantly, stretched like a full moon bow string.
Someone above the head chuckled.
At the critical moment, Yuan Tingshan was about to fight to the death.
The man said softly, "Don't regret it."
Yuan Tingshan really didn't move at all, and he didn't hesitate to turn his breath. Bloodshot from the corner of his mouth, which had suffered internal injuries, but his mind was extremely clear, never so clear.
"No one bought your life, I'm too lazy to kill you. I just saw you running around for fun, and I don't want you to die so early."
Yuan Tingshan gritted his teeth and asked, "Who are you?"
no respond.
Yuan Tingshan ventured to look up, only to see a little girl squatting on a slightly swaying branch, carrying a golden sunflower
Up and down the tree, eyes wide open.
"Except for an old man who taught me to kill, I usually only talk to people who are dead or dying. If there are more than twenty words, you will die if you don't die. How many words have you counted?"
The girl spoke very bluntly, and at the end the corners of her mouth curled up, was it a smile
Yuan Tingshan's energy surged so much that not only the corners of his mouth were bleeding, but the hideous bleeding from his seven orifices. But at this moment, his saber burst into a cyan-purple aura more than an inch long.
That day, Xuanyuan Qingfeng and Xuanyuan went deep into Longhu Mountain, and met a middle-aged Taoist priest who was fishing. He was the only one who ate all the vermilion wild fruits heartlessly. There was a voice, it was the voice of the Taoist, and he only said the word "long spitting water", but when he turned his head and looked around, he could not see the figure of the Taoist. Then the sea of qi began to roll in his body. When he reached Huishan Mountain, he vomited blood and climbed all the way up the mountain. After reaching Liudie Waterfall, he almost climbed under the dragon's spit water in Liudie Sister Waterfall, and carried the pouring water on his back. His physique, it is reasonable to say that he can support half a stick of incense is the limit, and if he persists, he will hurt the meridians of the inner organs, but he can sit for twelve hours at a time, which is indescribable.
The realm is changing day by day.
This is Yuan Tingshan's greatest reliance on daring to strike out against the white horse brocade robe.
Now I only owe one sword technique secret book!
Yuan Tingshan raised his saber, half of the branches of the towering tree were cut off.
At some point, the little girl squatted on the big tree nearby, still carrying the obtrusive sunflower on her back, and said flatly: "Oh, I have raised my level."
Yuan Tingshan really started to run for his life this time.
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The original name of Yanqiguan has long been forgotten, and it became Yanqiguan because of a sentence by a former frontier poet. This pass was guarded by heavy soldiers from Beiliang, and with the force of one man guarding the pass, it forcibly blocked the passage of the northern barbarians going south. Dark clouds overwhelm the city, wind and rain cover the buildings, deserts fly sand and roll stones, but in the distance you can vaguely see Beiliang soldiers continuing to drill in the wind and sand. Beiliang here is as cold and bitter as Beiliang iron cavalry. Going further north, although there are mostly deserts, However, there are also patches of fertile aquatic plants, and the area around Yanqi Pass is full of desolation and barrenness. Dressed in white clothes, he stood at the head of the city, with his left hand was a well-haired animal like a lion from the Western Regions, and on his right was a poor old scholar-like Wei Fucheng.
Dianxiong, holding six thousand iron pagodas in his hand, opened his bloody mouth, stood at the top of the city for a long time, and finally couldn't help roaring: "General, now that Beiliang Road is established, it is natural for the general to be the envoy!" As a matter of course, who would dare to snatch this old Dianfei and split him with an axe, but why does this classicist let that Fengzhou Mu Li Gongde sit? This old guy claims to be second in making money, and no one can tell him that he is the first , can he be allowed to govern Beiliang? Pooh, I spat at him with saliva, and Lao Dian said something ugly here, but Li Gongde has the guts to do this mission, so let's take six thousand cavalry and kill him!"
Wei Fucheng's body was weak, and when the wind and sand blew, he coughed again and again, raised his cuffs to cover it, and said vaguely: "Don't talk bastards. It's not a rare thing for a minister to sit in this position. It doesn't matter who takes this position. It's the inspector , I don’t know that the imperial court will send that guy who is not afraid of death to take office.”
Dian Xiongshou said carelessly: "Master Wei, you are so fucking poor, so this is not a thing. The second largest official in Beiliang Road, shouldn't our general be the one?"
Wei Fucheng waved his sleeves, and said with a helpless smile: "You are a guy who only has strength but no brains. If you let the general do it, it will be a big deal. If the court intends to do this, and the general does not refuse... "
Master Wei stopped talking in the middle of his sentence, squinted his eyes and looked at the rolling black clouds in the sky, and only sighed softly.
Dian Xiongshu was stunned and said: "What do you mean, Mr. Wei, you don't know that Lao Dian's head was kicked by a horse when he was a child. It didn't work, and his brain hurts when he moved his head."
This is absolutely true, the third-rank general Dian Xiongshou was extremely powerful when he was young, once he dragged his horse backwards on the street, but was turned and trampled by the mad horse, not to mention his body, his head was trampled hard, Immortality is nothing short of a miracle. But everyone in Beiliang knew that General Dian's brain had something to do with whether the horse stepped on him or not.
Wei Fucheng was so tormented by this rascal that he was speechless, and after carefully typing out the draft, he said slowly: "You want the general to go to Liangzhou City as a strategic envoy, and only deal with documents all the year round, ignoring all the military affairs of Beiliang? "
Dian Xiongshu was stunned, "This..."
Chen Zhibao in white never heard anything, but turned his head to look at the latest young player from Beiliang.
His surname is Che Mingye, and he was born in Beimang, but he is the lowest slave. He is skilled in bow and horse, and is good at martial arts. With a bow, he killed more than 20 Northern Mang wolf eagle warriors. These wolf tooth soldiers are already the second-class warriors in Beimang after the Great Tiger Ben, and are roughly equivalent to Beiliang iron warriors. It is necessary to know how the iron warriors are selected. He distributed a short crossbow in Huanglu or a hard bow made of iron tires, twenty arrows, a Beiliang knife, and three days' worth of food. Five people and one army were thrown into the border of Beimang. The sergeants have six heads before they can return. After that, there will be an assessment of foot combat and cavalry combat. There are only 900 iron soldiers in Beiliang. After joining the Beiliang army, Che Ye joined the scouts and immediately became the crossbowman with the most beheads. Last year, he followed Chen Zhibao and led 600 cavalry to raid Beimang Bairi City. It was revealed that when this kid and Chen Zhibao returned, they had a full 30,000 Beimang cavalry hanging from their tails!
With all his efforts and calculations, Che Ye is only nineteen years old this year.
Che Ye was wearing silver armor, holding a helmet in his hand, and stood still as the wind and sand hit his face.
Chen Zhibao waved lightly, motioned Che Ye to take two steps forward, stood side by side at the top of the city, and smiled, "Do you think it will rain this day?"
Dian Xiong patted his forehead, the general is true, if you have time to ask such trivial matters, why not tell Lao Dian what is going on with the envoy.
Wei Fucheng wiped his brows with his thumb, smiled without saying a word.
The young Che Ye shook his head and said, "Report to General, no."
Chen Zhibao hummed, then fell silent again.
Dian Xiongshou couldn't bear the loneliness, so he wanted to go down to the city to train those turtle sons outside the city.
Suddenly, a gap opened in the thick black cloud, and a ray of sunlight projected onto the top of the city, reflecting on Chen Zhibao in white and Che Ye, the scout, because the latter was wearing silver armor, and suddenly shone like a divine soldier.
At this time, the two ends of the Yinma River five or six miles away from the city were howling loudly.
There are more than one hundred iron cables hanging on the Yinma River all the year round. At this moment, all of them are pulled straight by the soldiers standing on both sides of the river. Fifty people are fighting against fifty people. It is a tug-of-war!
Regardless of whether it is a soldier, a captain, or a scorching sun in winter, all upper body must be exposed. The skin is tender and tender. If you pull it out here once or twice in June and July, the skin will burst. Now it will be autumn soon, so you are lucky. But in a few months, it will be called the worst. According to the Beiliang military regulations, what is the loser who loses the tug-of-war? That is, even people with iron chains are dragged into the river by each other. In summer, it can be used as a bath. In winter, it is comfortable to fall into the river? There are many small hills in the Beiliang army, and Dazhu Kingdom never cares about it, but it is forbidden to fight with weapons without permission. Tug of war here.
When a hunchbacked old man came down to the bank of the Yinma River accompanied by Yuan Zuozong, the white bear, all the shirtless elders instantly became excited.
Mother, the general is here!
A tug-of-war victory is not a matter of harmony. When the general who returned to Beiliang from the capital came, who the hell would want to lose face like this!
Xu Xiao, who was not wearing armor, came to a group of 50 Beiliang soldiers with his hands behind his back. He smiled and didn't make a sound, just looking at the iron chain across the river.
With a hundred chains, people gradually fell into the river.
After a whole stick of incense, only the iron chain beside Xu Xiao was left running across the Yinma River!
Xu Xiao squinted and saw that half of the hundred people on both sides of the strait had blood on their hands.
The roar was already hoarse.
Someone on the left bank shouted: "Zhao Tiezhu, you didn't eat milk when you were a fucking kid, did you? Stand up for me!"
You An shouted: "As long as your hands are not broken, I will support you one by one! Whoever is the first to be lazy, I will make you stick up your butt when you go back to the barracks!"
"Bastard! Do you really think you are a shy bastard? Work harder, don't you claim to be able to open a three-stone bow
"Huang Qiong, you are the fucking son of a turtle!"
No one expected that the iron chain would be abruptly broken by two groups of people!
The hundred people were all lying on the ground, unable to move a single finger, and their hands were covered in blood.
Xu Xiao smiled and said, "Okay."
I don't know who was the first to shout out, and all the soldiers who were still able to move shouted at the top of their lungs: "Long live the general!"
Long live!
The hunchbacked old man did not stop.
If he didn't say anything, who would dare to talk to the capital
Xu Xiao turned to look at the top of the city, and said to himself, "What are you doing standing so high?"