The truth came out.
Xu Fengnian's eyes were calm, and he said in a low voice: "I remember a man named Lu Qiantang, who was far more than you when he was dying. He is the real Jiang Hu."
Tao Disong did not rest in peace, because he knew that his wife, who was fighting alongside him not long ago tonight, was not seriously injured in the fight with the Dong family's first-class killer, but her aura was so chaotic that it was impossible to hit him within ten arrows. Killing himself, of course he knew that with the help of that strange man, he couldn't kill Madam, but in the end he couldn't even die at Madam's hands more slowly, but was killed by that man with a flying sword before Diao Ling The arrow pierced the throat.
This ambitious man had only one thought before he died, Mrs. Chai, I really like you.
It's just that the other master of the Sima family, who was more loyal than him, strode towards Tao Disong's body, kicked it more than ten feet away, and rolled into the dust. Doomed no one will know.
Xu Fengnian smiled and said: "Ma'am, you can go about your business, we have already finalized the deal anyway, you still have such a mess to clean up, don't bother me."
It's just that Mrs. Chai sat back on the bench unexpectedly, the bench was narrow, and in order to cope with tonight's assassination, she also quickly and temporarily changed into a night clothes, which made her buttocks look like a full moon.
Xu Fengnian didn't remind her, maybe she didn't realize it, maybe she didn't care, or maybe she didn't look sideways at his gentleman from the beginning to the end, and she had some indescribable "boring" competitiveness. A woman's heart, a needle in the sea, God knows.
She looked at the family that was panicking but still acting in an orderly manner after the turmoil, and said softly: "It's not easy to be busy, there are always things waiting to be busy. I have been busy for more than 20 years. I have a well-thought-out plan, but after all, I am busy, and even dream about how to make the family business bigger, today, I can finally take a break."
Xu Fengnian smiled lightly and said, "I'm luckier than you, and I've only been busy in the past few years. And even if I don't make the decision in my family, no matter how difficult it is, I won't mess up..."
Xu Fengnian suddenly turned his head, and said helplessly: "Mrs. Chai, do you really not understand my order to evict guests, or are you just pretending not to understand? You are taking a break from your busy schedule, but I also want to sit here alone, in a quiet daze. "
She let out a oh, and then there was no more to say, and she had no intention of getting up.
Xu Fengnian laughed it off.
She suddenly called out a name and waved towards the distance, and soon a thirteen or fourteen-year-old girl came timidly, she was a perfect beauty, she resembled Mrs. Chai in appearance, but not much in spirit, vaguely Only four or five points. After all, Mrs. Chai's current demeanor is the result of countless trials and tribulations. The girl grew up under the protection of her warm wings, and the only similarity is her natural appearance. The girls with long and short brocade knives hanging from their waists were squatting beside Mrs. Chai, not daring to look at Xu Fengnian.
Mrs. Chai touched the girl's head, "Tie He is my daughter. I used to hear that the most powerful masters in the Central Plains either don't use weapons or use long swords. They only started practicing knives at the end of last year, and they turned over and over in the warehouse where weapons are kept at home." Only then did I find such a pair of knives. Tie He, here, this son is the one you are looking for. Didn’t you argue with your best friend a few years ago over who should be the wife of ‘that person’? That careless and silly girl from the Li family took the lead earlier, and my mother told you, this once-in-a-thousand-year event will disappear after passing this village."
The girl suddenly raised her head, and widened her eyes, which were looking forward to Liushen, "He?!"
Mrs. Chai smiled and nodded her head, she glanced at the young man who couldn't help laughing out of the corner of her eyes, and there was a hint of schadenfreude in her eyes.
The girl suddenly turned her head and then turned back in an instant, with resentment and suspicion on her face, "It doesn't look like it at all."
Xu Fengnian smiled wryly, wondering if this Tiemu Dier's face could resemble his own? But it's not like the best, is it really going to deal with a silly girl from the Western Regions, and have a conversation of "You are Xu Fengnian", "Yes, yes", "Really", "Of course it is true"? When Xu Fengnian thought of this, his scalp tingled, and at the same time he couldn't help laughing, old man Li in sheepskin fur, with your aloof personality when you were young, you must have taken more trouble than yourself back then, right
Mrs. Chai added fuel to the fire, and said in a low voice: "Silly girl, it's really him. He's wearing a fake mask. Otherwise, do you think that person will come to our Western Regions brazenly? Mommy, can you still lie to me?"
Xu Fengnian stretched out his hand to cover his forehead.
No one would have thought that this girl would cry without warning. If Mrs. Chai hadn't gently covered the girl's mouth, she would have been crying unscrupulously.
She managed to stop crying, turned her head again, looked at Xu Fengnian seriously, and sobbed, "Sister Bishui likes you very much..."
The innocent girl quickly added with tears: "Sister Bishui also likes you very much...but she died today, can you write a few words for me, and when I go to the grave of Sister Bishui in the future, I will burn it for her, okay?" ?”
Mrs. Chai sighed softly, with some pleading in her eyes.
Xu Fengnian said with a smile: "But now I don't have pen and ink."
Then the girl who looked weak and weak drew a knife and cut off a section of sleeve, handed it to Xu Feng after the year, and asked him to extend his hand, and finally cut a big gash in the palm of her left hand with the tip of the knife in her right hand, and the blood flowed On the palm of Xu Fengnian's hand.
Mrs. Chai did not hide the pride on her face, my daughter naturally follows me in temperament, not losing to the most heroic man in the Western Regions.
Xu Fengnian raised his arm, blood flowed down his fingertips, and wrote the name "Sima Bishui" on that sleeve.
The girl hurriedly said, "Add your name."
He had no choice but to add the words "Xu Fengnian".
The girl put away the sleeve with only two names written on it as a treasure, looked at the bloody words, and couldn't help sobbing again. But she quickly wiped away her tears with her arm, and looked at Xu Fengnian pitifully, "Why don't you write me one too?"
Before Xu Fengnian could speak, she began to cut her clothes with a knife, and then she wanted to cut the other palm. Xu Fengnian hurriedly stopped her, and said, "Okay, okay, I'm afraid of you. Put your sleeve Just give it to me."
Xu Fengnian took the sleeve, and lightly poked the belly of the left middle finger with the tip of the index finger of his right hand, and wrote "Xu Fengnian, Sima Tiehe" on the sleeve again.
The girl stretched her neck, stared at the sleeves, and said softly: "In the middle of the two names, add a word of gift."
Xu Fengnian added another word.
The girl who got the two sleeves was finally satisfied, carefully put away the "sleeve book", and thanked Xu Fengnian solemnly, then got up and left, with her back to him and mother, sobbing secretly, walking all the way away.
Xu Fengnian smiled and said, "Madam Chai, you have a good daughter."
Mrs. Chai nodded and said, "Who says it isn't. The only thought in my life is to let her not live like me. This thought was almost shattered. Fortunately, the prince appeared here today."
She was finally willing to stand up, with a smile on her lips, "I won't bother Wang Ye Qingxiu."
Xu Fengnian raised his head and said, "Live well."
Mrs. Chai has never given such a sincere blessing to a man in her life.
Xu Fengnian closed his eyes.
You must live well in Dunhuang City, and you must wait for me.
After more than three hours, the Sima family had already started to disperse under Mrs. Chai's order to clean up the mess. During this period, she and her daughter once stood side by side, watching Xu Fengnian sitting under the eaves with closed eyes and resting his mind from a distance.
When the hut was quiet again, Xu Fengnian opened his eyes.
Sure enough, the Six-Jeweled Bodhisattva returned here with the sword from Mount Landa.
Then it can only be used first.
In the following fight, it is up to who is magnificent and rich, and it must be a matter of every penny, and the key is to see who can last till the end.
Xu Fengnian tore off that face, stood up slowly, his two big sleeves were tumbling and fluttering, in the light, he looked like an exiled immortal in the world.
Xu Fengnian raised an arm.
Swords hidden all over the city, long swords and short swords, ancient swords and new swords, all flew towards them, trembling happily.
On the straight line in front of him, swords lined up and hovered one after the other.
There was an old man on the trail in the rain, dripping water into a sword.
Xu Fengnian smiled.
The wind is tight, so let's not talk about it this time.
Xu Fengnian pushed his arm forward lightly, and then began to move forward.
The swords meet and finally converge into a long sword that is hundreds of feet long.
Xu Fengnian said in a deep voice, "Let's go!"
This sword broke through the city in an instant!
He bumped into the Northern Mang Army God, Tuoba Bodhisattva, who was heading straight for the city.
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Dunhuang city.
In the middle of the night, a woman who was already sleeping very lightly, when the child started to cry, she quickly got up with clothes on, gently picked up the child from the cradle, and the child soon laughed through tears.
She looked down at the childish smiling face, and she smiled too.
She shook her arm lightly, and hummed leisurely, "Little sweet potato, little sweet potato, grow up quickly..."
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Yan Chi Wang Zhao Bing's publicity is only 100,000 troops, but he has more than 200,000 soldiers and horses. There are no more than 100 or 80 warriors who can be called generals. Long attack short, flexible use of troops, one is good at assault, and likes to fight tough battles the most. There is also Yuanzhou general Ye Xiufeng, who is known as Wang Mingyang of the Southern Xinjiang, and moved to the south of Liyang because of his proficiency in defending the city. Liang Yue, the general of Hezhou, was good at running and attacking, and used infantry as cavalry orders. These people are all talented and rebellious generals, but the limelight and sharpness have always been covered by the Beiliang cavalry. The number of times these people are mentioned in Liyang Capital may not be as good as Chu Lushan or Yan Wen Luan, but there is definitely one exception, and that is Wu Chongxuan, the number one general in southern Xinjiang. The veteran not only commands half of the soldiers and horses in the northern part of southern Xinjiang, but also holds the only cavalry army in southern Xinjiang. The Thousand Cavalry Army rushed to Guangling Daoqin Wang to quell the rebellion. To be precise, they borrowed part of the troops from Wu Chongxuan. Wu Chongxuan and Nalan Youci became Zhao Bing's right-hand man, but compared to Nalan Youci who was almost blindly trusted by King Yanchi, Wu Chongxuan, who was in command of the army abroad, paled in comparison. Staying in the territory under the jurisdiction of the palace, only a concubine's son followed the old man, and he did not join the army. He ate, drank, prostituted and gambled all the leaders in the northern part of southern Xinjiang. Leading more than a hundred elite private army subordinates to sneak to the south to show off their power, and in the end they were beaten all over the place by His Royal Highness. Go to the palace to play and roll. After the subdued, outsiders don't know how the inside story is. Nanjiang only knows that Zhao Yu, the third son of King Yanchi who held an important position in the army in the north, was recalled to the south. Anyway, after that, Wu Chongxuan rarely returned to the south, and devoted himself to guarding the northern part of southern Xinjiang. .
A cavalry team of more than 20 people stopped their horses and raised their whips on the south bank of the Guangling River, watching the rolling river pass away, like the most spectacular white train in the world fluctuating with the wind. These knights are very different in age, but everyone is wearing armor and sabers, and their vigor is extremely eye-catching. The few riders in the middle have a kind of vigorous momentum condensed from being in the top position for a long time, and the white-haired old man with a straight waist is the most eye-catching. Raise your eyes, look across the river, and look straight to the north bank. The two middle-aged military generals beside the old man are his heirs who have been cultivated for 20 or 30 years. Tang He and Li Chunyu are less famous than Zhang Dingyuan and Gu Ying, but if they really want to compete on the battlefield, the old man I don't think they will lose. Moreover, both Tang and Li were born in the first-class noble families in southern Xinjiang and northern regions, and they had complicated marriages, which meant that the old man had more popularity in the Central Plains than King Yanchi, who was severely restricted by suzerain vassal laws.
Tang He was a rough man with a rough appearance. His face was full of beards and he didn't have the time or thought to take care of them. A few strands of beard were knotted together. He bent down and touched the muscular back of the horse, and complained: "Zhao Yi and Zhao Xun These two feudal lords have agreed in advance whether it will be done or not, why are they so arrogant, they just don’t want to help us cross the river, and they use the excuse that they want to defeat Cao Changqing’s navy to ensure our safety.”
The old man was Wu Chongxuan, the number one general in southern Xinjiang, and he said calmly: "This makes sense, a hundred thousand troops crossing the river is no small matter."
Tang He said carelessly: "Cao Changqing has made it clear that he has shrunk his battle line and concentrated his troops on Bailu Lake. Then let's go to Longmendu and let the Qingzhou Navy guard to cross the river. Could it be that his Zhao Yi Navy is still ten days and a half months away?" Time? Otherwise, we can cross the river near the mouth of Guangling. Cao Changqing's warship can't climb to the shore, bypass Zhao Yi's navy, and then jump into the river to stop us? These bastards just don't like to see us The elite soldiers from southern Xinjiang crossed the river smoothly."
Wu Chongxuan shook his head and said, "This is the meaning of the capital. Do you think Zhao Yi and Zhao Xun can make the decisions?"
Tang He was full of sarcasm, and laughed loudly: "Being a vassal king is regarded as such a virtue, and it is considered a skill."
Wu Chongxuan has always been unsmiling and desolate. For most of his military career, no matter whether he won a big victory or a disastrous defeat, he has always had a posture of no sadness or joy, and he has become the so-called "those who have a thunder in their chest and a face like a lake in the military. A perfect example of the general". Wu Chongxuan fell into deep thought. Compared with most of the generals around him who are brave on the battlefield but not familiar with the temple, as the coach, the old man has more thoughts and more complicated thoughts. Isn't it a big gamble to lead the army northward this time? In addition to business, the old man still has a private matter to do. Someone asked him to take care of a young man named Jiang Fuding in Emperor Wu City. In the future, there will be a show of wealth and wealth waiting for Wu Chongxuan. Wu Chongxuan didn't have any chance to refuse this matter, because that person exposed him as the driving force behind Wu Chongxuan's road to fame, Huang Sanjia. Regarding this secret matter, Wu Chongxuan didn't even tell the person next to him that he would grow old together, not to mention the three sons who failed to live up to expectations.
At this time, another cavalry team galloped up. Tang He, Li Chunyu and others looked up, with strange expressions on their faces. Wu Chongxuan clamped the horse's belly, drove the horse forward, and lightly clasped fists to the heroic young man on the horse's back, "I will meet His Royal Highness in the end."
This young man with only five or six cavalry retinues is Zhao Zhu, the son of Prince Yan Chi. Compared with Wu Chongxuan and his gang's iron armor, Zhao Zhu is wearing a brocade robe. He was mistaken for the young master who was traveling, and beside him were two bodyguards from the mansion of the vassal king, and a few outsiders from southern Xinjiang, one man and two women, the men were dressed in strange clothes, and there was a monk's ring scar on the bald head , but wearing a Taoist robe. The older woman is extremely glamorous and charming, and the beautiful woman in her early thirties, if she hadn't been extremely imposing and intimidating, I am afraid that in this chaotic world, on the banks of the Guangling River where the smoldering smoke is everywhere, there would be more vanilla beauties Died early. The younger one is tall and tall, and she looks like a girl from the Northland at first glance. Her appearance is not amazing, but she also has a unique style. Tanghe, Li Chunyu and other generals have long admired the half-monk, half-daoist man and the woman who was on the Rouge List for three times. The disciples of Emperor Wudi City Wang Xianzhi, Gong Banque and Lin Ya, the master of boxing, are all counted in the arena. A big shot like thunder. As for why these two people attached themselves to His Royal Highness, they didn't bother to think about it. No matter what conflicts between His Royal Highness Zhao Zhu and their benefactor Wu Chongxuan, the general of the North, the entire southern border with a vast territory would sincerely admire it. His Royal Highness joined the army when he was young. In that miasma-ridden land, almost ten people entered and ten exited, and countless large and small capitals were built. Before the rise of the young man surnamed Xu in Beiliang, the people in southern Xinjiang were extremely proud and liked to say something to outsiders. , we have the most civilized and military prince son in the world.
Zhao Zhu had a bright smile on his face, and he clasped his fists back, "It's a hard job to be a general."
Wu Chongxuan twitched the corner of his mouth, probably it was a smile.
Zhao Zhu turned his head to look at the river, and asked softly, "What's going on between Zhao Xun and Zhao Yi?"
After all, Zhao Zhu is the head coach of the Northern Expedition in name, and Wu Chongxuan is only as the deputy commander, assisting His Royal Highness who disappointed Li Yang during his trip to Guangling. The pass of Silk Lake, Longdu Pass, and the bamboo raft at the west end of Bailu Lake must be defended layer by layer to block the way back. Moreover, the Qingzhou navy's division of troops is quite organized and will not damage the combat power of the main navy. Then there must be someone behind Zhao Xun. Expert advice. As for Zhao Yi’s half of the Guangling navy, on the vast Bailu Lake, large warships are more powerful. With few soldiers and small boats, in such a formation, not only is it difficult to attack from the front, but it is also difficult to attack from the back, and even the advantage of small and flexible ships has disappeared.”
Zhao Zhu nodded, and asked casually, "In late spring, what's the weather like in Bailu Lake at this time of year, and what's the wind direction?"
Wu Chongxuan was stunned for a moment, not only this veteran who had never personally participated in a large-scale naval battle, but the other generals were also stumped.
Lin Ya smiled and said, "The Chunxuelou group of counselors who have lived on the banks of the Guangling River all year round are not all wine bags and rice bags. They will consider these things. .”
Zhao Zhu said with emotion: "Then now it's up to Cao Changqing to see if he can turn the tide by himself."
Gong Banque touched his bald head, "It's hard, Qi Jiajie, the number one swordsman in the capital, is here, and Chai Qingshan from Dongyue Jianchi will not be absent. It is said that even the woman named Xuanyuan from Huishan will also help out. Plus With Zhao Gou mobilized in full force, it is unnecessary to kill Cao Changqing, but it is not difficult to stop one or two of them."
Wu Chongxuan's cavalry team bid farewell and left. Zhao Zhu still stopped by the Majiang River for a long time, shook his head, and looked down. The saber at his waist was tied with a thin string to an old money pouch.
His Royal Highness murmured to himself: "If one day, the mountains and rivers belong to me, Zhao Zhu, and the rivers and lakes belong to you, Xu Fengnian. It would not be in vain that our two brothers met at Dantong Pass."
He stretched out his hand to hold the cloth bag that he had sewed and mended many times, gritted his teeth and said in a deep voice, "Xu, no matter what big or difficult things you encounter, don't die, I will only recognize you in my life Brother! Don't be a hero, at worst, you come to me, you must know that the little beggar who was so poor that he couldn't make a jingle in his pocket is richer than anyone else today!"
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When the northern barbarians saw beautiful silk and satin, they didn't believe that there were insect-eating trees spinning silk. In the past, scholars in the Central Plains did not believe that there were felt tents in the grasslands to accommodate thousands of people. If the people of the world do not go to Guangling River, they will not believe that there is a big boat with 20,000 dendrobium on the water.
In the middle of Bailu Lake, a majestic boat sailing three or four feet high above the water surface was sailing alone on the lake. Looking at the direction of the bow of the boat, it was heading for the army of the Western Chu Navy.
A large ginger flag fluttered in the strong wind.
There was a beautiful woman carrying a purple sword box, standing at the railing on the third floor, her clothes fluttering like a fairy.
The surface of the lake is vast, suddenly a flat boat appeared in the distance, getting closer and closer, until it was tens of feet away from the building boat, and then they went hand in hand.
Sitting on the bow of the boat in white clothes, a wine jug is hung on a red string tied to his wrist.
Standing behind him was a man in a red robe with big sleeves.
The woman with the sword on her back and the woman in white looked at each other almost at the same time, and they stopped looking at each other after just one glance.
People in the world don't know that this meeting has been separated by a full eight hundred years.
Luoyang in white looked away, raised his head and took a sip of his wine, and smiled lazily: "It's been so many years, but I still find it annoying as always."
Over there, Jiang Ni stretched out her hand to hold down the sword box, which stopped the long scream of the sword in the box that was about to come out.
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The great city of the Western Regions that stands thousands of miles above the yellow sand.
When the long sword was about to leave the city, the short man with a dull face and long arms like an ape no longer suppressed the shockingly abundant aura in his body, and suddenly his stature skyrocketed. Only then did he return to his normal posture.
The long sword rushed forward.
He stretched out his palm, hit the tip of the first sword, and twisted his wrist.
The more than a thousand "flying swords" on that straight line all spun around for it.
The long sword that pierced through the thick city wall swirled for a while, and blasted a hole as big as a basket in the high place of the city wall and others.
In the next moment, Tuoba Bodhisattva slapped the city wall with his palm.
The whole city was shaken like an earthquake.
Out of the city to "welcome guests", all of the 160 swords were shattered inch by inch, and the 70 swords that remained in the city were also crushed to death by the palm of Tuoba Bodhisattva.
Xu Fengnian, who was walking on the lonely street in the city, waved his sleeves, and the long sword changed like a thunder whip in the hands of an immortal to suppress the world's yin. City wall, lasing Tuoba Bodhisattva.
The number one person in Beimang martial arts who has made few shots over the years, strode forward and directly smashed through the city wall. After entering the city, he grabbed the stellar energy that looked like a long whip but was actually the essence of sword intent with one hand. Torn apart, the other hand slapped it casually, and the broken stone of the city wall disappeared in a flash before it fell to the ground. Xu Fengnian put his fingers together, and lightly sketched. The long whip, which did not fade in the slightest, quickly bent and retracted, smashing the boulder that broke through the air. With one whip, even the long street was torn apart. Bottomless gully.
The next moment Tuoba Bodhisattva stepped on the top of the "sword tip" with his left foot, and the entire "sword body" began to shake.
Xu Fengnian said the word "san".
The remaining 700 flying swords seemed to have a perfect understanding of human nature, "doing their own thing", dancing wildly for a while, followed by silence after moving.
The seven hundred swords stopped in the air, forming a semicircular formation, and the seven hundred swords pointed directly at Tuoba Bodhisattva on the ground.
This stop is but a moment.
The sword rain fell rapidly.
Like a rainstorm falling from the sky.
The bursts of crackling sound were like raindrops the size of soybeans hitting the surface of an oil-paper umbrella.
On the street, the dust is flying.
Xu Fengnian kicked Bodhisattva Tuoba firmly on the chest, telling him to leave the city wherever he entered the city.
It's just that Tuoba Bodhisattva rushed into the city again at a speed infinitely faster than leaving the city, and punched Xu Fengnian's right elbow that was raised to block.
Then Xu Fengnian's right fist collided with Tuoba Bodhisattva's left fist at the same time.
The two of them just took two steps back.
But the tall and low buildings on their left and right sides all collapsed.
And the streets near the two people's feet were full of fallen swords, either straight or inclined.
Tuoba Bodhisattva frowned after colliding with Xu Fengnian again and punching each other back.
Because he found that the five hundred long swords sank into the ground at the same time and disappeared.
Since Xu Fengnian practiced swordsmanship and martial arts, he has traveled all the way to the two rivers and lakes. During these years, he fought against the enemy, mostly borrowing other people's moves, and rarely creating his own moves.
Today, Xu Fengnian not only wants to gamble on the outcome of a round of life and death, but also takes this opportunity to bring himself back to the pinnacle of the same height but another realm!
Previously, there was one sword in the world.
After that, a sword fell on the ground.
After Xu Fengnian took three steps back, a billowing earth dragon formed by gathering flying swords broke through the ground and charged directly at Tuoba Bodhisattva.
Its strength, strength, and strength are not comparable to the sword that went out of the city earlier.
Tuoba Bodhisattva was unexpectedly knocked out of the city.
After this strike, Xu Fengnian's mood also rose a little bit.
He walked out of the city gracefully, that freehand style, but unfortunately no one saw it.
If the old sheepskin fur man with his eyes higher than the top of his life is still alive, he should also say hello and applaud.
If Lao Huang was still there, he would definitely be grinning, missing his front teeth like that, and sticking out his thumb.
If a certain knight-errant with a wooden sword and Xu Fengnian who roamed the rivers and lakes with him could see it, he would probably say some unconvincing words on his lips, but in his heart he would be happier than anyone else, right
Xu Fengnian glanced lightly into the distance.
It's like looking at the Jianghu.
This is a lonely world with only myself.