Luo Daoren opened his eyes in the early morning, but he didn't find his sleepy apprentice. It's strange, let alone getting up early, even if he woke up, he was very angry. Putting on airs by the water, random? Luo Taoist quickly retracted this prejudice, approached with his hands behind his back, and saw a disciple with a solid foundation in his hand, every time he calmed down a little, his strikes would be done in one go, like holding a sword and repelling a dragon or a snake, especially because it is worth a few points The masters of swordsmanship look alike, Taoist Luo stared wide-eyed, dare to say that this kid is so talented that he can learn swordsmanship without a teacher? But Luo Pingyang remembered that he didn't teach him swordsmanship at all, not because he was afraid that his disciples would starve to death of his master, but because Taoist Luo already knew six senses of swordsmanship and knew nothing about it! Luo Daoren didn't see Mr. Xu's figure, and waited for his apprentice to swing a trick and stop sweating, then he asked in confusion like a ghost, "How can you know swordsmanship?"
This little piece of black charcoal snorted, shook a sword flower with a dead branch, grinned and said: "Mr. Brother is no longer my opponent."
Speaking of the fellow brother who relied on his age and strength, and even more on the fact that his master is the master of the temple, the child is particularly vengeful, always thinking that he has learned peerless martial arts and beat him all over the place. Luo Taoist frowned and asked: "That Mr. Xu still knows swordsmanship?"
The child realized later, shook his head and said: "Probably not, before teaching me this sword last night, he said that he read it from an ancient manual with missing pages by chance, I think he probably thinks he can't learn it either. Come on, just teach me, and when I become a top swordsman in the future, he will have face."
The child remembered something, trotted to the river, picked up two pairs of straw sandals, and said with a smile: "Master, he gave these to us. Before leaving, let me send a message to Master, saying that he likes your poem, what are you talking about?" It's a benevolent person's words, and he also said that the sword moves the green hills to make peace, which is very good. In the end, he said that he had memorized all the thirty-two poems and read them back to his second sister. Anyway, that guy was nagging, But that's all I wrote down, hey, I was too busy practicing swords, and I forgot some, anyway, I don't quite understand it."
The old Taoist pretended to hit, how could the child be afraid of this kind of bluff that he had experienced for many years, he held the branch upside down like a sword, pushed the straw sandal into the master's arms, and said flatteringly: "I will carry the bookcase. Master, remember, in the future I am a swordsman now, you just wait for me to move the sword in the future!"
Taoist Luo smiled helplessly: "You son of a bitch, remember his kindness!"
The child galloped forward, laughing loudly, "Got it!"
Luo Taoist looked down at the straw sandals in his hands, shook his head and sighed: "When I went to bed, I was separated from the shoes, who knows that I will never see them again when I close my eyes."
Xu Fengnian walked alone on the bank of the weak water, wearing a green python robe and a red robe floating leisurely, the nature of the Yin thing loves water and hates fire, the Yin thing Yuanying is happy when he sees water, and even more happy, his head floats out of the water from time to time, and his mouth is full of tears. Chewing a river fish, facing Xu Fengnian on the shore, his mouth was dripping with blood, Xu Fengnian didn't bother to pay attention, the master and apprentice would naturally not know that if he hadn't secretly stopped the ferry across the river, the man supporting the sheepskin raft would have been dragged into the water , Treating the Yin thing as a meal of meat, the child regards it as a water ghost, it is not wronged. Xu Fengnian taught the child the sword hand in hand at night, which is a majestic Kaishu style, but it is estimated that with the identity of the master and the apprentice, even if the child practiced the sword every day, he would not be able to grasp five points of the sword in his sixtieth year. The essence, the practice of martial arts, has been difficult to find famous teachers since ancient times, and it is even more difficult to find wise teachers. It is a gap to enter the fourth rank of martial arts, the second rank is a small guru, and the first rank is as high as Wei Wei Tianmen. Luo Daoren is considered a caring person, and he is still a Taoist prison. He has spent his whole life tirelessly seeking the longevity technique, but so far, the twelve-storey building that even the sweeping children of the Tianshi Mansion in Longhu Mountain have already climbed to the top has not been half completed. This is the real rivers and lakes. Some people are so poor that they can't even touch a penny, and some people are so rich that even a golden mountain is not in the eye.
Xu Fengnian suddenly stopped, squatted on the ground, and moved all the objects in the bookcase out to bask in the sun. It was a Spring and Autumn Sword exchanged from Nanzhao to the orphan of Xishu. six. That encounter in the narrow alley in the rain, almost died at the beat of the blind female luthier's Hu Jia. The black box containing the three handles of the ancient Great Qin sword was turned over from the dragon wall into the Qin Emperor's Mausoleum, and that person was dressed in white.
A handful of spring thunder. Does the white fox face go upstairs
A knife manual stops at black hair.
The soft helmet on his body that he could not take off his armor during the last two trips. Twelve flying swords, the morning dew golden thread Tai'a Du's sword is full of embryos.
A pair of straw sandals that I don't know whether I can give away. I learned this job from Lao Huang. I remember the first time the old man with missing front teeth handed over a pair of straw sandals. Xu Fengnian jumped and yelled that they were considered shoes? Later, I felt that straw sandals were better than walking barefoot, and I got used to wearing them. When I just returned to Beiliang Palace, I put on the comfortable jade-padded boots again, but I was not used to it.
As the heir of a hereditary prince, he can get many rare things for no reason, but Xu Fengnian has unwittingly obtained some things with his life, but at the same time, with the passage of time, he will lose a lot of things that he can't keep no matter how hard he tries. How much you have suffered, this cannot be said, others will only think that you are full of lard and dissatisfied, and you are telling the hungry man that the meat and vegetables are greasy. So when you meet someone, you can only say how blessed you are.
Xu Fengnian put them back into the bookcase one by one.
Yinwu Yuanying came to the shore, tilted his head and looked at this guy with compassion.
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Under the supervision of Xu Xiao, the Liyang Dynasty once built an unprecedented huge system network of post roads. The post stations are points, and the post roads are lines. It's daunting. Now the frontier defense on the east line of Liyang is almost completely copying the original framework, and Beimang, which has absorbed a large number of Central Plains adherents, has also begun to spare no effort to engrave this extremely effective war skeleton. Among them, the beacon tower is only one in Jiayu, Longyao Prefecture, where Maolong is located. In the county, there are a total of hundreds of beacons, large and small, distributed according to three lines, one ten miles away, facing each other in a row, and the beacons are connected to each other. Whenever there is a war, the smoke of war will rise in four directions. The empress used to patrol the border at night, and when she was so excited, she climbed the beacon and lit four torches herself. The next moment, the whole state was full of lights, and the three beacon lines were like three fire dragons. The nine people, including one, were all beheaded on the spot. Ten Suichang cut off his arms, and the leader of Yizhou Fengsui was demoted to an ordinary Fengzi, and he decreed that he would never be promoted.
There are several post roads in Beimang that are only used by the army. Once, a powerful royal family member privately owned Yantie, collided with a group of Southern Dynasty cavalry in Longyao Prefecture, and killed them all. The news leaked for unknown reasons. When he saw his nephew, he said that the smugglers of salt and iron should not die, but they deserve to die twice along the horse post road. Then this person's young son-in-law was dragged out of his home and hanged alive. After that, there will be no miscellaneous people on this kind of post road.
The post road in Ligu Jun Town has long been a frightened bird. The four thousand cavalry rushed all the way, and wherever the horseshoes came, the post station and beacon were destroyed without exception. Everyone knew that the six thousand defenders in Ligu were already a turtle in an urn. Don't dare to retreat, dare not to fight, the two great towns of Wazhu and Junziguan are lessons from the past, Wazhu took the initiative to attack, and Ligu had to bear the cruelty of consuming his life to consume that lone army before Maolong Mission, I can only pray that the great generals in the temple of the Southern Dynasty can quickly come up with countermeasures. After the two wars, the formerly extremely arrogant Southern Dynasty no longer has any military town that can match the elite combat power of the Northern Liang Army. The catastrophe, the panic, and the closure of the town, many of the children of the noble families who could not get out of the city were either crying with their heads in their arms, or they were drunk today, and they would die tomorrow. The people who were kept in the dark, because of the martial law, were not as desperate as the well-informed dignitaries and gentry. Li Gu was not feeling well, and Maolong was also saddened by the death of a rabbit and a fox. Many families in the city dragged their families and fled north with their mouths before the city was closed, just like the scene of the bereaved dogs running northward in the Spring and Autumn Period. Scourge!
Maolong Tizi Mountain Beacon.
Built on the top of the hill, the rammed earth is solid, and there are hard red willow branches and giant trees that have been pierced through. There are twelve people. In the past few years, the beacon towers of the states did not care about the Northern Court and the Southern Dynasty, and only used northerners. People from the Southern Dynasties were not allowed to be beacon sons. It was only in the past two years that they were able to enter the beacon towers. Twelve people from the beacon at Tizi Mountain happened to be in half from the north to the south. Among the three Sui commanders, two were from the Southern Dynasty, and the other deputy Sui commander was a rough man. The reckless Fengzi is very embarrassed, and he is getting worse day by day. He dared to drink a few sips of wine secretly before, but now he will be whipped if he is caught.
The oldest Fengzi in Ladder Mountain is a typical reckless man, with shaved hair and braids, a rough face, and a rather majestic figure. Unfortunately, he is just a cowardly wimp. They even gave up drinking altogether. The two Sui Shuai of the Southern Dynasty liked to make fun of him when they had nothing to do. When Sui Shuai's pretty daughter came to visit, Sui Shuai stopped her to moleste her halfway, and then dragged her into a grove in the middle of the mountain. While watching the jokes, the rest of Feng Zi also wondered how such a waste could give birth to such a juicy girl. Sui dad, if you don't have to be a big and three rough, you won't want to marry in this life. As for whether the vice commander-in-chief succeeded or failed that time, outsiders can only speculate a few idle words. Fengzi also hated it, the old guy was not a human being inside and out, and lived a lonely life, only Fengzi, a fledgling bird who had just entered the Suitai of Tizishan, could talk to this guy nicknamed the gourd. The surname of this misfit newcomer was Yuan Minghuai. Yuan had a surname of Yi in the Southern Dynasty, and it was also one of the few common surnames. It's just that no one thought that the children of such a rich family would be willing to be a leader who was destined to have no military achievements.
Yuan Huai didn't need to be on duty during the day. Since the old guy no longer went to drink outside the Beacon Tower, he had nowhere to go. He always stood shyly in the dark inside the Beacon Tower and looked out. He didn't get tired of watching it for many years. Huai is a good-looking Fengzi, with a small waist that is as slender as a woman. Everyone in Tizishan knows that Sui Shuai has always been a meat-vegetarian eater, and they all wonder if this Yuan is a Fengzi who traded his ass for his status. , although Fengzi is a clear-water job with neither lucrative nor promising prospects compared to the regular frontier army, it is still more comfortable than many jobs. Yuan Huai didn't look at the old beacon, and asked, "How many beacons do you think the Liyang Dynasty had?"
Old Fengzi, who is not old but looks old, said hoarsely: "I don't know at the moment, there must be 12,000 in the first five or six years."
Yuan Huai touched the green turban and asked curiously: "I heard from Commander Sui that the beacon towers in the Guan of the Liyang Dynasty set off a torch every day at midnight as a sign of safety. Why don't we follow suit?"
There was an old Fengzi with a bitter face, with a voice like a wind-sanded stone, and said softly: "To pacify the Spring and Autumn and the Eight Kingdoms, for fear of repeated civil strife, we must rely on this Taiping Fire to send messages to Tai'an City."
Yuan Huai said with a smile: "The emperor of Liyang must be tired. One day he didn't see the Taiping fire, he couldn't sleep, and he had to call the civil and military ministers to the forbidden area."
Old Fengzi said flatly: "What to do is not tiring."
It was Her Majesty the Empress who personally made the decision that beacons throughout Beimang did not report safety fires.
When you are not safe, you only light up the smoke, and I will still give you peace.
What a conceit!
Yuan Huai sighed, and rubbed his dark and rough cheeks after becoming a beacon son, "The steps of the ancestral hall at home must be covered with moss."
Old Fengzi was silent.
Yuan Huai said to himself: "If I were at home, right now I would like to catch candle bugs and put them into a pouch to make a firefly pouch, so I can read at night without turning on the lamp."
He turned his head and joked: "Old man Xiang, your daughter is so beautiful, like a fairy painted on a painting, why don't you marry me."
The old guy smiled rarely, and didn't say yes or no.
Yuan Huai stared and said, "Just tell me, are you old men!"
Old Fengzi shook his head.
Yuan Huai turned his head and muttered, "Stingy!"
Yuan Huai had a rough temper here and there, and immediately asked: "Old man Xiang, when do you think I can be handsome?"
Old Fengzi stared at him a few times, then turned his head and said, "You? No."
Yuan Huai said anxiously, "Why can't I?"
Old Fengzi said softly: "When you are an official, you have to hide your secrets, just like a woman's breast."
Yuan Huai was stunned for a moment, then raised his voice and laughed loudly: "Hey, do you still know how to reason?"
The old guy said flatly: "As long as you are an individual, you can understand a few of the big truths, especially the old guy at my age."
Yuan Huai rolled his eyes and said, "Talking to you is boring."
A young Fengzi strode in and bossed the old guy: "Old man Xiang, go, I will go to the market with my master to bring some pots of wine, and I owe you the money first."
The old Fengzi kept silent, and was about to leave Fengsui to buy wine for his colleagues. As for the wine money these Fengzi owed him, it accumulated over time, not to mention fifty taels of silver, and he would definitely not be able to escape, but he was just a mess The mud is used to being manipulated by others. Yuan Huai couldn't see it, so he smoothed things over for Old Xiang and told him to go. The Fengzi who took taking advantage of it as a matter of course glared at each other, seeing Yuan Huai giggling, with a palm-sized face, a sharp chin, and delicate skin and tender flesh that looked like girls everywhere, he lost his anger, but he I also feel that there is a cloud of evil fire in my lower abdomen, but this man surnamed Yuan is very likely to be Shuai Shuai's plaything. He went to hug his shoulder, but Yuan Huai dexterously ducked down and slipped out. Fengzi, who was eating and waiting to die in Ladder Mountain, was very disappointed. He stared at Yuan Xiaozi's buttocks and scratched hard, cursing in his heart that he really wanted his wife and went crazy. With a mouthful of thick phlegm, he swaggered out.
There were two horses in the Fengsui of Tizi Mountain, and one was temporarily ridden by Suishuai to the military town of Maolong. The wine market had to be more than 20 miles away. To ride down the mountain.
When going down the mountain, Yuan Huai passed by a small group of side town cavalry pawns who were fooling around. The leader was a handsome guy who was as good as the guy in Fengsui. When he saw him, he also had playful eyes and whistled. Under the aversion to cold, hurry up.
There were a total of six cavalry in the cavalry, and one of the cavalry, who was only half a horse away from the leader of the cavalry, asked softly, "Can't we solve it?"
The little leader who was still cynical a moment ago restrained his expression, squinted his eyes, shook his head slightly and said: "Put it in the back and kill. Remember, there may not only be nine beacon sons in the beacon near the important town."
The pawn with a handsome face let out a hey, "Brother Hanlin, you've already killed all the way. We've smashed seven beacon towers alone. I know it well!"
Li Hanlin, who became more serious during the silence, let out a breath, "It's not a bad thing to be careful. Brothers can no longer lose their lives in Beimang. Get rid of this beacon, and there will be nothing for our brothers in the future. After we go back..."
Li Hanlin didn't continue talking.
How many people can come back
Li Shiyue bit her chapped lips, her eyes were cold, and she nodded heavily.
There is a checkpoint half a mile away from the beacon tower of Tizi Mountain. A beacon is dozing off against a tree under the shade, not even awakened by the sound of horseshoes that were not deliberately wrapped in soft cloth. Fortunately, a crossbow arrow passed through in an instant. The head was nailed into the tree trunk. Fengzi died without pain, but his head shook slightly backwards. The cavalry deliberately stopped at the checkpoint, and then slowly went up the mountain. Outside the beacon tower, two soldiers from the Southern Dynasty were making jokes. They were all waiting for Yuan Huai to come back from buying wine to satisfy his hunger. I thought it was the military master who came here to find an acquaintance, and he squeezed out a smile and said a few compliments. The six riders dismounted at the same time. Not here, I finally seized the opportunity to sneak out to take a breath, and agreed to go to Maolong tonight to drink flower wine, don't let the pigeons! If Beiliang really calls, I will say whether to live or die, so hurry up now Find a few girls and have fun."
Fengzi was envious and salivating in his heart, and he said with a smile on his mouth: "Yes, yes, what the military master said is reasonable, I want to be happy. If the military master is trustworthy, the younger one will have the courage to help the military master lead the way. Maolong's Goulan, the younger familiar way."
Stepping into the shadow covered by the beacon, Li Hanlin laughed loudly: "You are a good boy, I like it."
on the road.
It's really on the road, Huangquan Road.
At the same time as Li Hanlin started, Li Shiyue also broke the neck of another Fengzi. Li Hanlin gave him a wink, Lu Dou held a dagger in his mouth, hung his spear pouch at his waist, jumped up high, hooked his hands into the flint wall, climbed up quickly, and turned in quietly.
There are fifty crossbowmen in one mark, but there are only six of them left in the war. Corps leader Li Hanlin, corps leader Lu Dou, Li Shiyue, and three other elite crossbowmen who replaced cold knives with reckless knives, among them, heavy pupil Lu Dou was no longer equipped with knives.
Inside the beacon tower, Li Hanlin was red-eyed. He thought that the dust had settled. Except for the handsome Fengzi who rode down the mountain on horseback and disguised as a man, all the beacon towers had been killed. Let Lu Dou and Li Shiyue search for a dark room in the tower , I never thought that an old Fengzi attacked Li Hanlin inexplicably in a hiding place. The man stabbed his heart. The Fengzi was obviously a master. He killed him with one knife. He took the silver and brought it to the parents, wives and children of the brothers who died in the war. The old Fengzi struck out swiftly and fiercely. The Fengzi punched Lu Dou who came from Xunsheng and smashed his back. This was not enough. Lu Dou held his head and smashed it against the wall. His whole head was like punching a watermelon. Unclear, Lu Dou looked at Li Hanlin, who shook his head and said he was fine.
Li Hanlin went to Ma Zhenzhai's body and knelt down to help him close his eyes.
Li Shiyue's lips twitched, but she still didn't make a sound.
Li Hanlin said calmly: "Lu Dou, you are good at tracking. Get on my horse with the strongest feet and chase the Fengzi who is going down the mountain. Remember, you only chase for twenty miles. If you can't catch up, you will turn back immediately." , meet us at the previous beacon.”
Lu Dou walked out of the beacon in silence.
Li Shiyue punched the wall.
Li Hanlin raised his head and said: "Our Dragon Elephant Army has no intention of eating Li Gu at all, it depends on who will fall into Li Gu Maolong's trap."
Dong Zhuo personally led eight thousand cavalry to gallop day and night to Maolong.
He was prepared to abandon Li Gu from the very beginning.
Fatty Dong just looks fat, but in fact he is the kind of strong man who is not bloated at all, leading the way.
Rangers continue to come to give feedback on the military situation.
Among Dong Zhuo's Crow Lanzi, Beimang Eighty Lanzi ranked first.
Eight thousand elite cavalry troops second to none in the Southern Dynasties, the momentum is like a rainbow.
Dong Zhuo gritted his teeth habitually, and haze appeared in his eyes.
Two quarters of an hour later, none of the hundred crows returned.
Finally, a horse came galloping, covered in blood, and his back was full of crossbow arrows. Dong Zhuo whipped his horse fast to prevent him from getting off the horse and reporting the military situation. "Sit down and talk."
Blood oozes from the corner of the mouth of this dying crow, trying his best to pronounce the words clearly: "Three miles ahead, there are heavy soldiers in ambush!"
After speaking, he died of anger.
Dong Zhuo stretched out his arms to support the corpse, preventing it from falling off the horse, let out a long breath, clenched his fist and raised his arm.
The whole army is in awe.
The fighting spirit is high.
Dong Zhuo did not move.
A large Dong character flag fluttered in the wind.
The front is also known as the gourd mouth, and the two ends are wide and the middle is narrow.
One hundred crows must have all died there.
Dong Zhuo's patience has always been good.
Knowing that Dong Zhuo's cavalry knew about the ambush, they saw that Dong Zhuo didn't intend to move forward, so they rushed out from the mouth of the gourd.
The black dense array spreads out into a tidal wave.
Four thousand dragon elephant troops.
Eight thousand Dong Zhuojun.