Seeing this young swordsman being so arrogant, Mao Rou gritted her teeth with hatred. If she had seen such a strong-tempered Junyan in the past, she would have tied her to the bed to train him and love her. Heart-wrenchingly angry, he said several killing words in a row! The horses rushed like thunder, and Xu Fengnian rolled the dragon wall without stopping. Although he couldn't do the sword aura of old man Li in sheepskin fur, he realized that he could fight Tuoba Chunfalcon on the grassland between life and death. Qinglong, the sword energy rolls on the dragon wall, the more real it is, the figure is like a fish swimming in the tide, and the first batch of iron cavalry charges, with the Spring and Autumn in hand, he splits a man and a horse in the middle, and then runs sideways, ignoring the point of the iron spear Killing, relying on the mirage of infuriating energy, from the very beginning, I had the idea of a long-lasting fight, instead of insisting on killing, I killed the horse when I saw it. The heavy armored cavalry was invincible in horse battles, and it became a burden to dismount and fight on foot.
The charge of the horses was like a formation of a tidal wave. When Xu Fengnian killed the horse and broke through the tide, a dozen riders turned their backs immediately. They were forced by the second wave of iron spears like raindrops. Mao Rou, who was sitting high with a spear, gritted her teeth as she watched the freehand brushstrokes of Danqing. It seems that in just a few blinks, the Mao family devoted countless efforts and energy and iron cavalry enough to pile up a small mountain of real gold and silver, and nearly twenty people have been killed in battle. Once they fall off the horse, they will be cut by the sword of the scholar Remove the head, or split the heavy armor with sword qi, and die without a whole body. This pain was almost as painful as cutting off the muscles on her body. She really wanted to step on the crotch of that handsome little bastard, and then asked: "Do you know that it is as easy for my mother to raise these iron cavalry as raising her own son? Is it easy! "
Mao Rou quickly calmed down, not to mention killing one person with 500 riders, even 300 riders, against a first-grade diamond realm, the latter will probably be exhausted to death, but there is an important prerequisite here, that is, death After one or two hundred people, the formation is not chaotic, the courage is not broken, and they will not be defeated and flee. For this, Mao Rou has a lot of confidence. The five hundred Jinwu Guard cavalry are equivalent to the Mao family's own soldiers. She raises troops for thousands of days and attaches great importance to actual combat and rewards and punishments. She often pulls out to strangle mountain bandits and horse thieves. Armor fights, and the latter fights with iron cavalry and light cavalry. Every time you come back, let alone wine and meat rewards, as long as you dare to fight desperately, even those courtesans in the kilns in Dunhuang City, Mao Rou has the courage to spend money to invite the military camp to fight. Reward it down.
The stuffy Mao Rou breathed out heavily, and said viciously: "Sword player, after you die, I will trample your corpse into a pulp with iron hooves!"
Mao Rou said loudly: "Don't give him a chance to breathe, hit him with a horse! Whichever guy is stabbed first, I will reward him with all the famous oirans in the city, and play for three days and three nights , until all three of your legs are weak! Whoever is the first to stab him to death, I will go to the battle in person, and play a flute for that bastard who is lucky!"
The Jinwu cavalry were all red-eyed.
Xu Fengnian had no expression on his face, he took the head with a sword in one hand, and killed horses and enemies at close range with the other hand.
Mao Rou watched the thrilling unilateral strangulation on the battlefield, and sneered, "Take thirty steps away, throw spears and guns, pick them up and come back later!"
The semi-circular cavalry that was entangled with Xu Fengnian retreated immediately, and the second group of cavalry threw spears and spears in an instant. This was not as easy as an arrow from a hundred steps away. To become a heavy cavalry, the physical strength is not good, so Every shot is powerful and heavy.
Controlling the sword without stopping to disrupt the camp, Xu Fengnian held the middle of the two iron spears rubbing against each other, and twirled them in his hands. The two spears were like round mirror shields, and all the close-up spears flew out. Holding the iron gun, he returned a throw with both hands, and immediately two riders fell off their horses, the iron armor was transparent!
Mao Rou was horrified to see it, and now that the matter has come to this point, she became numb, and ordered in a cold voice, "Surround him!"
The ruthless female general sneered in a low voice: "I don't believe you can do what the Wu family did two hundred years ago with nine swords and break ten thousand riders. How can one person achieve a sword array?"
Mao Rou gave the five cavalry captains around him a look, and twitched her chin.
Wuqi began to charge quickly with his gun quietly raised.
Sixty riders in a circle, trying to avoid the terrifying flying sword, and then throwing spears at the same time thirty steps away.
Xu Fengnian clasped his hands in circles, and the spears spun unexpectedly. His left hand missed a touch, and sixty spears were shot in the opposite direction.
Although these heavy cavalry are slower than light cavalry when they are stationary, they are not haystacks. Except for a dozen big arrows that are too tricky, stabbed to death and severely injured the cavalry, the rest are just scratched or tried to get rid of them, but the innermost layer The circle began to show signs of rupture, and six cavalry captains who had reached the top of the Jinwu Guard by force rushed out in an instant, threw spears at the same time, and then drew a mang knife, and one of them was cut off half of his face by the Spring and Autumn Flying Sword , fell off the horse and died, the second horse still slammed straight and fiercely into the chest of this terrifying swordsman. After the collision, it only made him slide back a few steps before stopping his body. It was only then that it was knocked into the air, and another Captain Mang Dao seized the once-in-a-lifetime opportunity to chop it down in the air!
Finally saw blood!
The aggrieved Jinwu Guard cavalry who had been fighting until now almost burst into tears.
The sturdy captain who chopped off the shoulder of the scholar swordsman felt hot, and then he wanted to push all his breastfeeding energy to the blade, cut off the young and ruthless man's upper arm, and saw the emotionless hands With feminine eyes, the next moment, he was slashed with a saber, dragged off the horse, and broke his neck with both hands.
Xu Fengnian dropped his bloody head and body, and the corner of his mouth twitched.
Mao Rou said in a deep voice: "Captain Tang Kang died in battle, the compensation money is fifty taels of gold, and his son is allowed to study in Mao's private school, and immediately enter the Jinwu Guard as a captain after he is crowned!"
Mao's promise!
This is a gold-lettered signboard that is heavier than gold and silver, and this is also the foundation for the Mao family to always occupy a high position of real power during the several ups and downs in Dunhuang City.
The morale of the army united again.
Xu Fengnian took the Spring and Autumn Sword and started to run wildly, rushing straight to the woman from the Mao family who was giving orders.
The half-formed golden thread and the full-fledged morning dew finally came out of the sword pouch.
Wherever they went, drops of blood bloomed from the necks of the cavalrymen on both sides.
Mao Rou narrowed her eyes, this time she did not retreat.
Two unremarkable heavy armored cavalrymen suddenly fell off their horses, holding reckless knives, striding forward to confront Xu Fengnian.
Mao Rou pinched the horse's belly and swam into the thick belly of the formation.
She obviously didn't hesitate to let the Mao family's elite hidden in the Jinwu Guard die, but she also wanted to slowly consume this born swordsman!
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Outside the White Elephant Gate in Miyagi, there are a lot of heroes, and their wolf ambitions are clearly revealed. Mao Rui, the patriarch of the Mao clan, is a thin old man who came in a sedan chair. At this time, the curtain was lifted, and there was a whole set of exquisite incense burners and bottles in the carriage. Colorful, it is a famous national artifact of the Southern Tang Dynasty, every inch of porcelain is equal to an inch of gold. The incense box is even more of a cane section box, which contains a piece of precious ambergris that turns pure white after a century of drifting in the sea. There are a few small golden chopsticks and silver incense shovels inserted in the chopsticks bottle. Pleasing to the eye, light incense.
Mao Rui narrowed his eyes, his face seemed serene, but his eyes were extremely hot. Looking at the gate of the city, he put one hand into the neckline and pressed it on the chest of the maidservant. Xishu satin, stroking the buttocks of another maid, Mao Rui has watched that woman with his own eyes over the years, little by little beside the city lord, transforming from a girl into a charming girl, and then grow into a mature woman of national beauty , not a night without coveting her figure, especially her unique body fragrance.
The scent of the carriage permeated, and even an old man on horseback ten steps away could clearly smell it, but obviously this old man with a sword didn't appreciate it, smelling the tangy scent, he was a little annoyed. The last season-holding general in Xizhou was Lu Wu, who was familiar with bow and horse. When he was young, he was a top riding and archer in the Jinxi Army. In fact, I always looked down upon it, so I waved the fragrance with my hand, and Lu Wu slandered something old and unscrupulous. Although Lu Wu did not have five hundred cavalry like the Mao family, he still had a large number of elite private soldiers. The old man was famous for raising fake sons in Dunhuang City. There were two hundred private soldiers, half of which were fake. Two hundred, his fake sons contributed a lot. According to the secret agreement, after sitting down to share the results of the battle, the girl and the two or three hundred court ladies belong to Mao Rui, an old pervert, and he wants the hundreds of armor hidden in the palace. All the secrets of the Cangjing Pavilion will be taken over by a lackey from Murong Baoding in Orange State. This time the disgraceful usurpation of the throne can be regarded as everyone contributing their own efforts and taking what they need, so as not to wait until the spoils are distributed unevenly. There was a smoky fight in the nest.
When they saw the group of splendid sleeves appearing at the gate of the city, everyone couldn't help but hold their breath. Even an old fox like Mao Rui subconsciously stopped kneading the tender meat and exerted a little force. The pained maid was sweating coldly, her little hand trembled, she accidentally shoveled the ambergris block with a golden shovel, and scraped off a few more spices. Mao Rui stared fixedly at the woman in brocade with a more attractive figure and a more attractive identity, while a hand as dry as old pine grabbed the maidservant's hair and pressed it on the incense burner. The maid was scalded and screamed, Mao Rui After Rui slowly let go, he ignored the disfigured maid shivering in the corner.
In addition to these great figures facing each other, the five hundred Jinwu guards outside the palace were even more tense, with a group of two hundred cavalry, but only thirty golden soldiers were in charge. The other group was predominately composed of 300 people, and many of them were mixed with fake sons and dead men of the Lu family.
There are even more than a hundred Jianghu people lured by the Mao family with a lot of money, half of them are local forces in Dunhuang City, and the other half are desperadoes who have recently infiltrated from outside the city.
This group of people gathered together densely, and the momentum was not small.
Tao Yong is generally recognized as a vicious dog under Murong Baoding's command. His power in Dunhuang City is only at the end. The main reason is that he has not penetrated for a long time, only five or six years. A big family that has gradually accumulated power, but many famous heroes in the city are gathered under his tent, and there are more than a dozen Murong's relatives as the foundation, which should not be underestimated. There are dozens of uncommon secrets in the Sutra Pavilion, so there is a place for it. He never rode a horse, but only walked, and said in a loud voice: "Yan, you killed the city lord secretly, and kept the funeral secret for two whole years. You have such a vicious plan, are you worthy of treating your ancestors?!"
Sweet Potato, who was temporarily the lord of Zijin Palace, smiled, and simply said one word, "Kill."
The Jinwu Guard cavalry started a bloody infighting that never ended.
When the hypocrites of the Lu family, Tao Yong's direct descendants, and the Jianghu reckless men all went into the battlefield, causing all the golden soldiers to die in battle, and looking at the woman again, she waved her hand lightly, and even the maids and old eunuchs rushed to the river of blood in front of the door . Mao Rui couldn't bear it any longer, got out of the carriage, came to Lu Wu's side, and asked in a deep voice: "The Yuwen and Duanmu families really won't help that little boy?"
Lu Wu, who had a close marriage with those two big families, shook his head and said, "Absolutely not. The only thing that needs to be careful is Buquetai."
Mao Rui heaved a sigh of relief, and sneered: "Don't worry about that, there are old spies in Buquetai, and they will definitely not interfere this time. As long as Yuwen Duanmu doesn't mess up the water, I don't mind giving them some leftovers."
Lu Wu snorted coldly.
Tao Yong looked at the coquettish woman with some pity, "There are only so many people on the stage in Dunhuang City. Even if you have some backhands, you can't turn the tide of the battle. You need to know that there are 500 cavalry entering the city soon! Hey, what a pity This pair of skin and flesh bags is really a cheap old thing with the surname Mao."
A lone figure in the shape of a sweet potato, standing in front of the empty palace gate.
Stretching out a finger, he wiped heavily his lips that were naturally scarlet like rouge.
She smiled sincerely, but it's a pity that there was no heavy snow, otherwise it would be completely white and dead.
Just when Sweet Potato was about to kill, the crowd gradually separated.
Of the five hundred riders, not one rode entered the city, only one man in a blood-clothed coat with a sword on his back entered the city.
She was covered in bright red, and the original color of the clothes could no longer be seen clearly.
He held a woman's head in his hand.
The young man with a sword and a knife threw his head, wiped the blood on his face, and said: "This girl seems to be called Mao Rou, and she said that if she kills me, she will play the flute for his subordinates, and I will ruin it with one knife." Her mouth, I think she won't be able to do that in this life."
Then he pointed to Sweet Potato, "She is Lao Tzu's woman, whoever wants to kill her, come, ask me first."