Becoming a Saint by Leisure Reading Chapter 205: Immortal might not die!

  Chapter 209 Might not die!

   From Zhongjing to Dongcang, it is more than ten thousand miles.

  If you want to speed up, Yun Siyao can naturally take Chen Luo to ride the wind and fog and fly directly. But as the future city owner, Chen Luo must understand the traffic routes of ordinary people.

  From Zhongjing to Luozhou, turn the waterway north to Leya City in Lanzhou, and then turn to the land road to continue north. This is the fastest way for ordinary people to get to Dongcangcheng.

   "In those days, Emperor Yang of the Dynasty was born supreme, and his eyes were full of pupils. He was placed in high hopes by the human race. Unfortunately, after he ascended the throne, he was arrogant and tried to attack the semi-sage with the power of luck, but he failed and fell into the devil's way. The 100,000-mile canal raised dragon girls, built a dragon boat hall, and had fun every day. In the end, it annoyed the Xingchenhai dragon clan, and was abandoned by the Confucian and Taoist families, which led to the collapse of the dynasty and the birth of the new dynasty."

   On the rickety boat, Yun Siyao leaned against the eaves, listened to the sound of the canal water slapping against the boat crew, threw a candied fruit into his mouth, and chatted with Chen Luo.

   "There was a great scholar in the past, who once wrote a poem. The teacher said it was very reasonable."

   "Do the best you can for this river,"

   "Up to now, thousands of miles have been relying on Tongbo."

  "If there is no dragon boat in the Water Temple,"

  "There are not many meritorious deeds of the Common Sage."

  Chen Luo nodded, even if he was a semi-sage, it was only a few hundred years.

  The shade of trees is always there, and the river is constantly flowing.

   Life is a lifetime, grass and trees are autumn, when you are alive, you talk about the value of life, and after you die, you talk about the meaning of life.

  Chen Luo originally thought that writing a book and opening the way was the meaning, but when he really left Zhongjing City, he felt that the world was huge, and he should do more and better.

   Now hearing Yun Siyao talking about the Wanli Grand Canal, his arrogance rose for a while, and he unconsciously thought of comparison.

  Then let’s start from Dongcang City.

   Chen Luo looked at the north, the fishing fire swayed under the night, and let out a light breath.

  "The moon is dark and see the fishing lantern,"

  "A little bit of firefly."

  "A little wind and waves,"

  "Scattered like a river full of stars."

   Luo Hongnu, who was peeling Chen Luo's oranges, moved for a while. Yun Siyao, who was leaning lazily, looked at Chen Luo with a flash of brilliance in his eyes.

   Later generations "Dongcang City Lu" records: When the saint came out of Beijing at the beginning of the year, he felt that the overall situation was like a dark night, and the wise men were like shining lights. I wish to rise from the wind and waves and spread the stars all over the night sky. Shigong said: From now on, those who speak of juvenile ambitions will say "a single lamp is full of stars"!

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  Northern Region, Yuanzhou.

  Three hundred cavalry galloped on the snow-covered northern defense line, and everyone was covered in snow.

   This is the mighty man of Yuanzhou.

  Since Zhong Qifang reported to the report, they understood the charm of "Zhao Yun" from "Romance of the Three Kingdoms", and soon received an order from the mighty Mansion of Wanren Mountain, ordering him to select 300 soldiers from the soldiers who understood "Shen Yun" Mighty people, go to Wanren Mountain.

   As a seed, he also received a letter from the seed.

   In that letter from the family, Zhong Qifang learned that the people who mentioned "Zhao Yun" in the comprehension of the heroes of the battle formation reported in various places were all powerful warriors, and the soldiers paid special attention.

Whether the    strong men survive depends on whether they can pass the assessment of the "God General Camp".

   But Zhong Qi was in a state of anxiety, but he was uneasy. During these times, he and his compatriots also had a magical connection, condensing the phantom of the general with white horse and silver armor.

   However, he was not like the rumored "Guan Yu", like a **** descending from the earth, galloping forward, beheading the enemy, but staying on top of his own army formation.

   I don’t know if it’s just my own group or everyone.

   doesn't make sense, is there any condition required?

   During this period of time, Chong Qifang followed various suggestions from his subordinates, such as bloodletting, drinking angrily, and even trying to hold a piglet in each of his arms, but to no avail.

   Is it really necessary to hold a child?

   It's better not to have this battle formation heroic spirit!

   was hesitating in his heart, and the lieutenant stepped forward: "General, ten miles ahead, is Wind Snow Castle."

  All kinds of Qi Fang nodded: "Enter the fort for an hour to repair and continue on the road."

  "Yes!"

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  Wanren Mountain.

  Standing on the viewing platform, Han Qingzhu looked far into the distance, the blue light in his eyes flickered, his vision crossed the limit, and saw the red clouds.

   That is not under heaven, but the sky of barbarians.

   That Hongxia is the blood agglomeration naturally released when the barbarians gather on a large scale.

  The North King's estimate is accurate, and the barbarians have already started tentative attacks across the board.

The purpose of    is very simple. The Terran will fine-tune the position of the Great Wall of Righteousness every once in a while, and use it to trap the barbarians several times. Therefore, the barbarians often try to find out the specific distribution of the Great Wall of Righteousness before a large-scale attack.

   "There is news from Zhongjing that Chen Luo is going north." The Northern King Xin Jiaxuan suddenly appeared and said lightly.

   "It's good to come to the north!" Han Qingzhu smiled lightly, "Zhongjing is a muddy pond, look at the thousands of streets and a hundred squares, there are chains and iron locks, in what world, there are only trapped dragons. land.”

  "This kid has a chance to fly in the sky when he leaves Zhongjing."

   "I have to say, Sage Zhu is a good teacher. He plans every step of his disciples carefully and carefully, and there is no lack of tempering."

  "Although the north is the front line, but the will of the saints is focused, the Rong Fang family will not dare to make any small moves."

   "That kid is also a slick, unexpectedly choosing Dongcang City, obviously in the hinterland of the front line, but it will not face the frontal impact of the barbarians. It is a good place. It depends on whether it can be operated."

  The corner of the mouth of the old king of the North also smiled slightly: "In this way, it will be more convenient for me to urge the book."

  Han Qingzhu nodded: "I have issued a military order to Yang Hanzi in Yuanzhou Tianbo City to build an additional channel to connect Tianbo City and Dongcang City."

  "Let's not mention other books first, "Romance of the Three Kingdoms" is of great benefit to the war situation and cannot be neglected!"

   "Yang Hanzi plans to set up a battalion of good shooters, to fight the enemy in wartime, and to remind him in his spare time."

   "If there are any more disturbing chapters, the arrows will fly thousands of miles and be nailed to the city wall of Dongcang City, let's see if he is afraid or not!"

  Xin Jiaxuan burst into laughter, suddenly remembered something, and asked, "How is the strong man?"

   said here, Han Qingzhu also restrained his smile, frowned slightly, and shook his head: "There are 900 heroic people, but in the battle, that Zilong Xuying refused to move forward. The barbarian captives finally released were killed by the charge of the mighty warriors."

  "I really don't see any effect."

  Xin Jiaxuan also showed doubts on his face: "It doesn't make sense. Judging from the heroic spirits of Guan Yu, Xiahou Dun, and Sun Ce, Zhao Yun is supposed to be a strong charge.

  Han Qingzhu shook his head: "I don't know, when Chen Luo settles down, ask him."

   After he finished speaking, he sighed again: "Only the strong man can comprehend Zhao Yunying's spirit. If it is useless, the strong man may become a swan song."

  Xin Jiaxuan also had a heavy face and disappeared directly.

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  Blizzard Castle.

   Finished eating the pancakes in his hands at will, poured two sips of water, and put them in front of his mount.

  The mount of the mighty warrior is the unique horse of the Northern Territory. It is said that there is a trace of the blood of the barbarian in his body. Therefore, he is not afraid of the impact of the blood of the barbarians, and dares to face the barbarian army.

   Every heroic warrior can get a galloping horse when he is young, nourished by his own arrogance and righteousness, inseparable from each other, and is a true brother who is inseparable on the battlefield.

   In the Northern Territory, killing a Leiju is the same crime as murder.

   "Man, I'll give you something to eat when we get to Wanren Mountain." Chong Qifang patted the Leiju, and their rations were replaced with low-grade ones. Seeing the Lei foal stick its head into the manger and devour the fodder for the common foal, Zong Qi felt heartbroken for no reason.

   Suddenly, the Thunder Horse's ears perked up, raised his head and looked towards the north of Snowstorm Castle. Seeing its reaction, Zhong Qi was startled. Almost at the same time, the tongue of the guard came from Snowstorm Castle. The Voice of Spring Blossoming Thunder: "The barbarians are attacking!"

All species ran out of the stables, shouting, "Camp of mighty might! Assemble!"

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   "The enemy is about 700 Xuanzi troops..." The guarding master quickly said to the crowd, "I have 1,600 scholars in Fengxuebao, and I can still fight. Everyone arrange it and prepare to meet the enemy."

   "Wait a minute!" Chong Qifang walked into the garrison tent, frowning slightly, "Lord Liu, among the sixteen Confucian scholars you mentioned, it seems that you didn't count my three hundred strong men?"

  The guarding master looked at Zhong Qifang and explained: "My Wind Snow Fortress is enough to deal with this battle, and no foreign aid is needed. The military order is to let Er and others go to Wanren Mountain quickly, you can leave."

   "Liu Renhou, have you ever seen a soldier who avoided fighting?" Chong Qi was furious, "Do you look down on me and other mighty men?"

   "Let all the seeds be planted, don't know what's good or bad!" Liu Renhou patted the table and stood up, "Once the power is out, there are three out of ten. You have a heavy responsibility on your shoulders when you go to Wanren Mountain, how can you let it go to me? Snowstorm?"

  "What's more, my father is also a strong man!"

  "You have to prove that the mighty are still mighty!"

   Hearing Liu Renhou's last sentence, Chong Qifang froze slightly, turned his head to the side, looked at the many troops in the military tent, and sighed: "Seven hundred mysterious barbarians, even if you win, you won't. Few are alive."

  "I'm waiting to charge forward, at least three or five hundred more people can live."

  "What about you guys?" One team laughed lightly, "Three hundred strong powers for three hundred ordinary scholars? Weren't we at a loss?"

  "Don't talk too much, generals, go fast, go fast! Don't interfere with me waiting to meet the enemy."

   All kinds of Qi Fang looked at Liu Renhou and snorted coldly: "My ministry is not under the jurisdiction of Er and others."

   "Let's see the enemy and go, and the mighty man is really dead."

   After finishing speaking, Zhong Qi opened the curtain of the military tent and walked out.

   Outside the military tent, the thundering horse hooves loudly.

  Everyone looked at Liu Renhou, and Liu Renhou sighed: "With the generals as the core, cooperate with the Zhuangwei Camp!"

  "Yes!"

  …

  The wind and the snow fluttered.

  The three hundred Zhuangwei camps are arrayed in the north, and the people are silent, as if they are gathering a force.

  A black cloud appeared on the snow line, quickly approaching the Wind Snow Castle.

   In the blink of an eye, the black cloud reached a position where the line of sight could clearly see it, a group of barbarian soldiers dressed in black fur.

   The wolf-shaped beast that sat down had a huge mouth, and saliva dripped down the road.

   "Black Cloud Man!" Chong Qifang let out a sigh of relief, an old rival.

  Black Cloud Barbarian is the most common raiding unit in the barbarian army. It wears black skin and sits with a wolf beast.

   "Three hundred feet! Respond to the enemy!" Chong Qi shouted loudly, and the mighty man behind him was full of vigor, wrapping himself and the galloping horse under him.

  "Powerful!"

   All kinds of Qi Fang took the lead in rushing forward, and the three hundred warriors rushed towards the Black Cloud Man.

  Liu Renhou stood on the wall of Fengxuebao, as if he saw a white lightning cut through the dark curtain. Cloud Man.

   "Out of ten, three out of ten!" Liu Renhou sighed, this time, he was afraid that the entire army would be wiped out.

   "No matter what, we must rescue General Chong!" Liu Renhou thought in his heart, raising his arrogance and uprightness, ready to take action at any time.

   Suddenly, Liu Renhou's pupils shrank, as if he saw something strange.

   At this moment, Chong Qi Fang was rushing towards Heiyun Barbarian, listening to the whistling wind in his ears, looking at the ugly face of the barbarian in front of him, and clenching the weapon in his hand.

   The strong man is the man who kills the Confucianism, that is, the man who can fight hand-to-hand with the barbarians.

  "Powerful!"

   shouted one after another, and at this moment, everyone had the will to fight to the death.

   Repeatedly, the silver-white verve radiated from the bodies of the three hundred heroic warriors, and finally condensed a phantom of the heroic spirit of a white horse and a silver spear above the army formation.

   Zhao Yun!

   At this time, the phantom floated above the army formation and rode with the army formation.

   In this regard, Chong Qifang and others are not surprised, it was the same before.

   is just the moment when the two armies fought, and the mutation suddenly occurred.

  The white horse under Zhao Yunxuying's seat suddenly neighed, and an angry shout sounded in the ears of all the mighty men.

  "I am Changshan Zhao Zilong!"

  The phantom suddenly fell into the formation, and a phantom of Zhao Yun appeared beside every mighty warrior, protecting the mighty warrior and fighting side by side with him!

   All kinds of Qi were relieved, and instantly understood that Zhao Yunxuying would only trigger fighting intent when he rushed into the formation. The condensed phantom protects the mighty warriors, greatly enhancing the defense force of the mighty warriors, making them invincible and invincible.

   "Majestic!" Chong Qi Fang raised his head and shouted, his voice full of fun.

   "Majestic!" Three hundred people shouted in unison.

  …

  700 Heiyunman's army formation is not thick, only a dozen feet, and in the blink of an eye, all the seeds will pierce through it.

   turned the horse's head, and Zhao Yun's shadow was still there.

   "Strong power!" All kinds of Qi Fang led people and rushed to Heiyun Man again...

  …

   Seven in and seven out, there are no more living Black Cloud Man outside the Snowstorm Castle.

   Zhao Yun's phantom dissipated.

   In this battle, seven hundred Black Cloud Barbarians and Zhuangwei Battalions were wiped out, one hundred and two were lightly wounded, and thirty-six were seriously wounded, and no one died!

  All kinds of Qi Fang were covered in blood, and his left hand was broken and bent unnaturally.

   He looked at the black cloud barbarian corpses all over the ground, a giant mountain in his heart collapsed, and his thoughts were clear.

  He suddenly looked up and laughed:

  "Hahahahahaha!"

  "The Mighty Man~IndoMTL.com~Undead!"

  "The mighty man, mighty!"

   The sound shook the sky!

   Cold Knowledge 1: Yang Jian, the founding emperor of the Sui Dynasty, was originally "Sui Guogong", and he established the dynasty with the country name "Sui". So it was changed to "Sui". In the original poem, it was "a thousand miles of waves", but in order to conform to the world view, it was changed to "a thousand miles of waves";

   Cold Knowledge 2: The poem "Fishing Fire" was written by Zha Shenxing in the Qing Dynasty. So don't mess with this.

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   In addition, today is the return of the eighth batch of the remains of the volunteer army martyrs, and we pay tribute to them with "immortal majesty"! !

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   Finally, ask for a monthly pass! ! Eighty thousand went up. . .

  

  

  (end of this chapter)