Novoland: Eagle Flag Chapter 2: Mighty King Ten

In the third year of Emperor Yincheng, September 17th.

Ji Ye raised his head, and the ink flag fluttered above Xi Yan's head with the wind on the mountain, like a pure black wave.

Under the pale sky, Xiatang's 20,000 troops formed eight square formations and moved slowly on the grassland. Xi Yan immediately stood on a hilltop on the side, looking at the terrain near and far. The person holding the flag behind him was Ji Ye. Lu Guichen tied the disturbing long knife around his waist, and led his horse to guard nearby. Originally, he had no job, just a nobleman accompanying the army, but in Xi Yan's eyes, the people who went out with him were his subordinates, so Lu Guichen had been incapacitated for sixteen days. Xiyuan was in charge of the sword order, and his responsibilities were even heavier. In the team at the foot of the mountain, he replaced Xi Yan in the main line of the central army and suppressed the three armies.

As Xiyuan waved the green flag, the left and right armies slowed down, like a huge crane folded its wings, and the huge and orderly army array slowly merged into a long belt. A mixed team of pawns and crossbowmen advanced from the central army and occupied the front line. The 20,000 Tang army was about to pass through the valley ahead.

This is the offshoot of Suohe Mountain, surrounded by lush and green mountains, the Tang Dynasty's army has advanced in the valley for 16 days, and no one knows the route for tomorrow except Xiyan himself. At this time, Xi Yan was silently looking at the thin cloud at the end of the world with a cigarette stick in his mouth.

"General, how many days until we reach Shangyang Pass?" Ji Ye asked.

"One day."

"One day?" Lu Guichen and Ji Ye looked at each other in surprise. Xi Yan's so-called map is just a drawing, so when he got on the horse, he didn't touch the marching map again. The army followed Xi Yan's command, and they had already deviated from the route drawn before the expedition. Since entering Suohe Mountain, they have been snaking forward in the mountain day after day. And now, just as he was about to leave the mountain, he was already approaching the Shangyang Pass.

"This valley is called Shimei Valley. Walking out of this valley, we will be able to reach the plains, and there are only two hundred and fifty miles left. If we march quickly tomorrow, the cavalry can reach Shangyang Pass first. I hope we will not be later than Bai Yi and the others. Too much." Xi Yan casually tapped the cigarette rod on the saddle.

“This route is not on the map.” Himeno said. He has followed Xi Yan for a long time, and he has learned to read maps.

 "I used to be a bandit here. Bandit lives by relying on mountains and eating mountains, how can anyone not know the way?" Xi Yan turned to look at the two students with a half-smile, "It's 800 miles around here No one knows better than me."

Lu Guichen's heart moved slightly. Xi Yan seemed to be joking, but no one knew where Xi Yan was twelve years ago before he became an official in the Tang Dynasty, and Xi Yuan was the same. Xi Yanxian came to point out Jiang Shan's self-reported life, and described it as if the scene of that day was right in front of him, but when his description was pieced together, some years were always blank.

"Ji Ye sent my order, the front army abandons the excess baggage, and marches in full! The rear army packs up the baggage and follows slowly." Xi Yan ordered, "The cavalry will feed the horses tonight, and gallop all the way tomorrow. They must approach Shang before evening. Camp at Yangguan! Military law for falling behind!"

"Yes!" Ji Ye tossed the handsome flag in his arms to Lu Guichen, and turned around to turn Qing Hao to go down the mountain.

Lu Guichen embraced the ink flag, and stabbed the steel spear point under the flagpole on the rock under his feet.

He froze for a moment, his expression changed: "General!"

"What?" Xi Yan frowned slightly.

 "Someone is marching nearby... it's getting closer and closer, at most no more than thirty miles!" Lu Guichen held the flagpole tightly in his hand, and listened intently with his ear close.

When the barbarians marched, the warriors were used to sleeping with their heads resting on the saddle, and they could judge whether there was a large army moving nearby by relying on the vibration of the ground. A keen person could even infer the number and distance of the opponent, and distinguish between light cavalry and heavy cavalry. Lu Guichen had never marched in Beilu, but he had learned this skill while hunting. Right now, the vibrations coming from the flagpole of this big flag are not like the sounds that the infantry and the three thousand cavalry in the Central Tang Army would make.

Xi Yan put his hand on the flagpole, was silent for a moment, and nodded: "It came so fast... I don't know if it's an enemy or a friend."

"Cavalry," Lu Guichen said, "I don't know the number, but it must be the galloping cavalry approaching."

"How far is it?"

"No more than twenty miles."

Xi Yan drew out the bow at his waist, stretched out the bow and set up an arrow, and a Ming Dy pierced into the sky with a sharp whistling sound. It was too late for him to go down the mountain to deliver an order, Ming Diyi, to order the three armies to pass through the valley with all their strength and set up a defensive formation on the plain outside. The three of them then whipped their horses and galloped down the hill like a whirlwind. At this time, Xiyuan had already sounded Shen Xiong's marching horn in the army.

When they rushed down the hillside and caught up with the former army, faint smoke and dust had risen on the horizon at the end of the grassland. The three armies had passed through the valley, and the crossbowmen spread out in a line in front of the formation, mixed with the light cavalry of the vanguard battalion. All the light soldiers formed a scale formation of 15,000 people in the rear, which is one of the most defensive formations. At this time, everyone could clearly feel the vibration under their feet.

"Wuli," Xi Yan said in a low voice, "If it's not Peng Guo's wind and tiger cavalry, then it can only be..."

Before the words were finished, the blood-red banner was slowly rising above the dust. Under the light of the sky, the emblem on the flag could not be seen clearly. Ji Ye shuddered, and amidst the sound of iron hooves, he heard singing.

"Across thousands of mountains and boundless fields,

Cross the river in the wild.

Across the great river and the endless sea,

There is a long way to go to fight with Zi. "

In the beginning, only one person sang and shouted, but at the end of this sentence, the three armies responded in unison:

"Over a thousand mountains,

Cross the river.

Extreme Sky Sea,

The road is long.

Take me back to the sea,

Take my old bow and shoot Sirius! "

It was a funeral song, and it was the first time in Ji Ye's life that he heard such a tragic and heroic singing. They lisp, like those frontiers who can't pronounce clearly, but no one can laugh at their songs, because there is such ambition in them. The red armored cavalry on the opposite side swept across the grassland like a gust of wind, singing songs about burying bones on the battlefield, even though they had seen their own flag, they did not retreat in the slightest. They don't seem to care about life and death at all, they just want to let their horses gallop like this, and gallop again, stepping through thousands of mountains and rivers and heading straight to the edge of heaven and earth.

The big flag waved, and the emblem on it finally caught Ji Ye's eyes, and a garland of thunderbolts emerged from the unrolling of the red flag -- the "Flower of Thunder and Lie" of the Liguo Ying clan.

Li Gong Ying Wuyi's "Thunder Cavalry Army"!

"Take my old bow and shoot Sirius... the heart of war is endless," Xi Yan caressed the hilt of the sword at his waist, "Heroes of the world always meet by surprise."

"General, why don't you charge forward immediately while their foothold is not secure?" Lu Guichen asked.

"His Majesty King Mighty King's thunder cavalry can charge at any time, it doesn't matter if our foothold is not stable. They have already seen us, singing this "Song of Fearless" is to warn our army not to be presumptuous. They may want to take advantage of our foothold. Steady, charge in one fell swoop, and kill us without leaving a piece of armor." Xi Yan smiled, but the smile was not easy, "I didn't expect to meet the mighty king's army here, so the defense line of Shangyang Pass has been broken? But in the face of this Men, you still have to go through the ceremony first and then fight?"

"Mighty King?" Ji Ye asked. He remembered that Li Gong was only made a duke, and the Bai family seldom made a foreign surname king. When Ying Wuyi ruled the world, he didn't care about a prince, so Li Guo was still a dukedom.

Xi Yanxiao: "The 'mighty' seal used by Ligong has been spread all over East Lu. Although he is only a duke, the world has already passed on his name as King Mighty. It's not an exaggeration. Nobles, is there anyone who doesn't bend his waist and knees under his might?"

"Such an arrogant person..." Lu Guichen sighed lowly, not knowing whether to admire or despise.

"This song "Song of Fearless" was written by His Royal Highness the Mighty King himself, and Feng Linwan composed the music. Only His Royal Highness King Mighty King's own cavalry can sing this song "Song of Fearlessness" when encountering the enemy. Rolling yellow sand, heaven and earth wind and thunder, I heard it today, and this trip is worthwhile," Xi Yan praised, " Don't be lucky, the other party must be Li Gong himself."

 "But general, the etiquette of Eastern Lu samurai is to meet deadly enemies, so do we have to tell the etiquette to fight again?" Lu Guichen asked.

 "It depends on who you are facing. If you are facing an ant, it's okay to step on it, but facing Ying Wuyi, even those who want to kill him want to be able to watch him die with their own eyes, right? Ying Wuyi, how could he be the kind of man who died silently in the melee of the chaotic army?" Xi Yan still smiled, "Besides, Lei Qi is strong, reuniting rashly is equivalent to death, I don't have the guts yet."

"The cavalry dismounted and opened the flag gate," he waved his hand fiercely, "wait for me to meet His Royal Highness Mighty King!"

The army on the opposite side rushed forward against the wind, and they were three hundred feet away from the Xia Tang army, and they all restrained their horses. The dust rolled up under the horses' hoofs was blown away by the wind, and the cavalry archers protruded from the lancers, and they lined up in front of the formation, drawing horn bows. Under the leading red flag, two horses stood alone. The warrior in the front wore a fire-colored cloak, and his face was hidden under a heavy fire-bronze helmet. Just now, it was this knight in heavy fire-bronze armor who took the lead and raised the banner of Lei Liezhihua. His horse was so fast that even the Thunder Cavalry Army, who was famous for its maneuverability, had to gallop two hundred feet behind him. Only the handsome white horse beside him followed closely. On the white horse is a knight covered in black armor, with an ebony crossbow hanging on one side of the saddle.

The aura of a frenzy pushed forward after hundreds of steps, and Ji Ye grasped the tiger teeth hanging on the saddle, only to realize that his palms were already burning like fire. "Xiyuan, the winged army is scattered, the arrow battalion and the supply battalion are advancing," Xi Yan patted his horse out of the battle, "Without my military order, the three armies are not allowed to charge, prepare to deploy!"

"Yes!" Xiyuan turned his horse and retreated to the main camp of the Chinese army.

Ji Ye and Lu Guichen clamped Xi Yan on one left and one on the right, and the three riders stepped out, Lu Guichen held the wildly dancing ink flag in his hand.

"Did Duke Luan of the Li Kingdom come here in person?" Xi Yan immediately shouted, "The next Tang Guowu Palace will command Xi Yan to see you."

He no longer honored Ying Wuyi as Mighty King, but called him by his title, which shows he is cautious.

The Fire Bronze Warrior was silent for a moment, then inserted the banner into the soil with one hand, raised his hand to take off his heavy helmet, and shook the dust on the armor. The moment the helmet was removed, brown hair was blown up in the wind, and there were strands of silver in the hair, and the cheeks that were cut like knives and axes were also stained with the wind and frost of the years. But one look at his pair of brown eyes, like burning coals, anyone can understand what kind of blood is flowing in this man's body.

"General Yu Dian Yu breathed out?" The voice that came with the wind was like the whispering of gold and iron.

"The name of the younger generation can be heard by the father-in-law, and what he has learned in thirty years is finally not in vain."

"Suyue Moyu is a name that can shock Dong Lu, you don't need to be modest. My military newspaper said that Tang Gong Baili Jinghong has declared war on me, and the only people he can send are you and Tuoba Shanyue, he chose you to play against me, very good. You are going to Shangyang Pass, why are you here?"

"Yes, I'm going to Shangyang Pass to face off against my father-in-law. I want to take a road that others don't know, but I didn't expect to meet here. My father-in-law only brought his cavalry with him. Are you eager to return to Liguo?"

"Yes," Ying Wuyi responded calmly, "I broke out at noon and broke through the iron wall in front of the Shangyang Pass. I thought I had won a complete victory, but I didn't intend to meet the general here. It is indeed a miscalculation for Yibu to meet a more difficult person in the few lines of defense behind him."

"Is the father-in-law willing to fight?"

"It depends on your fighting spirit and authority. If you get out of the way, I won't use my weapons." Ying Wuyi smiled coldly, "But with Baili Jinghong's character, if you If you don't fight, you will die, and I don't think you have the guts."

"My father-in-law is sharp. I really want to avoid my father-in-law's sharpness, but if I let him go, I'm afraid I won't be able to return to the country to explain."

"Okay!" Ying Wuyi laughed suddenly, "I've heard your name for a long time, and I'm not disappointed! Xi Yan, since you have the will to fight, why don't you urge the troops to come up?"

Xi Yan also smiled: "If you can control the enemy, why bother to kill more? I heard that when the Lord was not named Marquis 20 years ago, his swordsmanship had already crowned Li Guo. Invincible in the sword'. Xi Yan has been thinking about it for a long time, and I am lucky to meet you today, why don't you take the time to give advice and encourage the backward?"

Ying Wuyi raised her brown saber eyebrows, and her slender eyes became more cold. The strong wind blew up the red flag beside him, the flag lowered and rolled up in front of him, the red flag was raised, and Ying Wuyi already had a nine-foot saber in his hand. A pair of hands with tangled muscles and bones tightly grasped the three-foot-long handle of the horse-chopping knife, and the six-foot-long blade cast a narrow, cold light on the side of the horse.

"That knife..." Lu Guichen felt a chill in his back, and whispered in Ji Ye's ear.

"The center of gravity is wrong. Such a long knife has a short handle and a long blade. It is probably for easy chopping. To be able to use such a knife, the power of Li Gong is really amazing!" Ji Ye was also amazed at the rare handle in the world. Overbearing weapon.

On the Xiatang side, the sergeant presented a black iron halberd in front of the resting horse.

Xiyan is known as "the number one fighter in 30 years" in East 6. It means that he is second only to Li Lingxin, the general of Emperor Fengyan's command decades ago. The famous weapon is the ancient sword "Jingdu" , The quality of the sword is excellent. As for fighting immediately, the most important thing is to kill the enemy with long soldiers. The sword is not a sharp weapon for horseback fighting, so Xiyan also has a long halberd "Bitter Thorn", which was bought with a lot of money after searching for many years. And Ying Wuyi has spent his whole life charging on horses, and his favorite weapon in his life is a pair of nine-foot-long sabers, which were forged by Ying Wuyi himself from iron taken from Leiyan Mountain.

The two coaches looked at each other from a distance, as if there was an invisible air pressure that held the surrounding wind, and the flowing clouds gathered and rolled in the sky. The white ribbon tied on the halberd fluttered in front of Xi Yan's eyes. While the white sash was rising and falling, Xi Yan looked at the shadow of the red armored fire horse in the distance without moving.

Jimo raised his head, and suddenly felt that the sky seemed so low.

Lu Guichen clenched the handle of the knife on his back, and his hands were suddenly filled with cold sweat. This was the first time in five years that he saw Xi Yan go all out.

 "I hope it's not the last battle of my life." After saying this, the last ray of smile on Xi Yan's lips faded, and he sat on the horse and walked out slowly.

On the entire grassland, there is only the sound of hulala blowing the banner, and a black horse advances alone. Xi Yan's war horse took small steps calmly, but as he came out of the battle, everyone in front of the two armies held their breath in unison—an indescribable coercion slowly pushed up as Xi Yan came out of the battle.

Beside Ying Wuyi, the attendant on the white horse stretched out his hand to grab his armor, as if trying to prevent him from going out. And Ying Wuyi remained expressionless, he let go of the pull of his entourage, and with a flick of his wrist, the tip of the Saber fell to the ground. After a short moment of silence, the charcoal fire horse that Ying Wuyi was sitting on suddenly roared loudly, and Ying Wuyi's leaping horse roared and charged out from the formation. One man and one horse, but like a tsunami, the peace on the grassland was completely torn by him!

"Good!" Lu Guichen couldn't help admiring.

Xi Yan's advancement did not break the "quietness" on the battlefield, but quietly squeezed the momentum of the Li army, gaining the upper hand. But Ying Wuyi let out a long shout and charged decisively, breaking the situation set by Xi Yan. Occupying the opportunity to "move" is a psychological competition and a tactic of the two of them. At this time, the coercion that Ying Wuyi was under was bounced off by him with a long roar, which in turn pointed to Xi Yan.

Xi Yan couldn't maintain that quiet and cold coercion, the black horse neighed, and charged towards Ying Wuyi, only then did the sergeants who applauded from the two armies react. The drums of war sounded in unison, shaking the clouds and mountains in the sky.

Ying Wuyi and Xi Yan's horses intertwined, their weapons collided with each other. The war horses on both sides are one out of a thousand famous horses, and all the power they bring is applied to the weapons. There was a sound of gold and iron clashing, and the two weapons seemed to be broken on the impact, Ying Wuyi and Xi Yan brushed past. Both sides suppressed the pain in their arms together, turned around with their horses and cut them off. The horse-chopping knife was locked by the iron branch of the halberd head, and both sides felt a rush of blood rushing to their hearts, and the two forces were equal.

"Grandpa is ten years older, and his strength is even better than that of Xi Yan. The juniors have to feel inferior." Xi Yan could barely speak.

"General Xi has a Confucian demeanor," Ying Wuyi sneered, "It's a pity that there is too much nonsense."

Ying Wuyi suddenly exerted force, and the locked saber was withdrawn like lightning, and Xi Yan's iron halberd lost its support and immediately went astray. Xi Yan rode his horse back, Ying Wuyi's charcoal fire horse followed closely.

Ji Ye was too far away, and he could only see the two cavalry galloping side by side on the battlefield. Ying Wuyi held the saber in his hand and threw a large shadow of the saber towards Xi Yan, who parried left and right. But Xi Yan, who was in the shadow of the knife, felt more clearly the mountain-like pressure coming from every knife. Ying Wuyi who holds the knife is like a giant god, every knife has the potential to open a mountain. There was a shrill wind whistling on the saber, without any false moves, each knife was done with all its strength, enough to split pig iron.

This is the arrogance of the knife in his hand. As long as he swings the knife, he will break his armor and kill people!

Xi Yan fought with halberds and halberds, so he could only stay on the defensive. The sound of Li Jun's drums shook people's hearts, thousands of Thunder Riders shouted in unison, the momentum rose sharply, Ying Wuyi's saber became even more powerful, gaining the upper hand.

But no matter how strong Ying Wuyi is, he can't break Xiyan's defense. The war horse neighed, the domineering sword crisscrossed, Xi Yan remained unmoved.

Ying Wuyi was shocked. The military science and swordsmanship he is good at are nothing more than the four words "Yue Zhi Lei Xing", defending like a mountain, attacking like a wild thunder. Regardless of the "Red Tide" of the Lei Cavalry Army or the horse-slashing sword technique, the focus is on the decisive battle. Among the two swords, the heavy sword "Zhan Yue" weighed thirty-two catties, and it was not a weapon for prolonged battles. When he competes immediately, he often slashes with a single blow, and there are only a few people he has seen in his life who can block his power. And in the blink of an eye, more than thirty knives have passed, Xi Yan is surrounded by an iron wall of defense, and there is still a faint offensive feedback.

Xi Yan raised his halberd, and drew an arc pointing to the sky. Ying Wuyi defended for the first time, Zhan Yue knocked and avoided Xi Yan's attack. At that moment, Ying Wuyi's heart suddenly became clear. The memory of the past was still there. Ying Wuyi had seen the martial arts of Xi Yan, the fox of Donglu, in the hands of another person.

"It's as immobile as a mountain!" Ying Wuyi roared.

Suddenly, the Zhan Saber, which was attacking like a tide, stood up on its back and remained motionless.

Xi Yan's war halberd suddenly stagnated, and then went straight with a "shua", pointing directly at Ying Wuyi's eyebrows: "The clouds are a thousand feet!"

During the fierce battle, the two stopped their hands suddenly, and stared at each other coldly with a distance of two feet.

Ying Wuyi nodded: "I guessed right, you are his student, and you learned his martial arts. I thought he had never accepted students."

"But I have heard the name of the father-in-law, and I know that he taught the father-in-law a style of sword."

"That's why you want to try hands with me?" Ying Wuyi asked, "You deliberately exposed your identity to me."

"I just wanted to ask a question."

"Say!"

At this time, the leaders of the two armies faced each other, but no one could hear what they were saying, and all voices were suppressed in their throats. Li Jun and Tang Jun soldiers could only maintain their vigilance with full energy, Xi Yan took a deep breath: "For ten years, the Lord has spared no effort to oppress the people in the country, dominate the armed forces, and overwhelm the princes. Why did the Lord do this? ? The dream of the father-in-law is to conquer the world and destroy it?"

"Crush the world, destroy it?" Ying Wuyi asked back.

"That's right, the sun has set." Xi Yan whispered.

It was dead silent.

Slowly, a smile broke out on Ying Wuyi's face: "Yes, the sun has set, and everyone who wants to support the sun will understand that it is futile to do so. Bai's world is crumbling. Stupid and greedy people rely on their surnames to live above the court, but they are just a bunch of walking corpses! Even if Bai Yin is still alive in this world, he is still powerless! This is my dream, and I want to ask you, is it true? Drive's dream is the same as mine?"

Xi Yan shook his head: "There are many people in Tianqi, and everyone in it thinks differently. For me, Tianqi, what I want is to have a new era of peace. The country you dreamed of, my lord, will have Is this age of peace given to all peoples?"

"If I can bring peace to the people, will I still have a connection with Tianqi.

"We have joined hands with many people, what we want is a peaceful era!"

Ying Wuyi stared into Xi Yan's eyes, and he smiled softly: "What I want to do is indeed to destroy the dead. At that time, the East China and the world will only have Li Guo... But you and I, It's different!"

He suddenly laughed out loud, and the moment he started laughing, Ying Wuyi led his horse forward. Borrowing horsepower, the long knife slashed down through the wind, and a bright arc of light fell on the top of Xi Yan's head. There was no room for thinking at all, Xi Yan raised the iron halberd with all his strength, the edge of the halberd forcefully cut off the arc of the knife, and the twigs at the head of the halberd locked Ying Wuyi's knife again. Xi Yan felt the sharp pain of contusion coming from his elbow.

"In this world, there will never be an era of peace. There will always be wars one after another. You have such a dream, and you refuse to wake up after being hanged on the gallows. I appreciate it. But," Ying Wu Yi Yi's eyes were like torches, and he whispered quietly, "Tianqi exists in this world for no reason!"

"Die!" Ying Wuyi roared.

The saber's momentum is uninterrupted, not even the slightest stagnation. Xi Yan's whole body was shocked, seeing that incomparable arc of the knife cut off the twigs of the halberd head with a "crack", and continued to cut down. At the moment of life and death, Xi Yan's hands shook violently.

Ying Wuyi felt an astonishing shock suddenly coming from the halberd that was attached to the face of the blade, and the Saber suddenly shook in his hand, as if stuck by an iron thorn, a huge tremor slowed down the momentum of the blade . The knife only slowed down for a moment, Xi Yan pushed the halberd pole with all his strength, pushing Ying Wuyi's offensive aside. The shoulder armors of the two collided, passed by on the wrong horse, and galloped to both sides of the battlefield.

"Jiye!" Lu Guichen shouted.

Hime Ye has already driven the horse and rushed out! He is very skilled in archery, and there is already a carved feather arrow hanging on Su Tie Gong. At this time, Xi Yan and Ying Wuyi separated, and he had a chance. While galloping, Ji Ye fully stretched the iron bow and locked it on Ying Wuyi's vest. The range of his iron bow was as far as two hundred and fifty steps, and it was not difficult to hit at this distance.

 "Ji Ye! Shoot the man on the other side first!" Lu Guichen yelled behind him.

 Ji Ye was startled, turned his head to look, and suddenly reversed the arrow. In Ying Wuyi's army, the black-armored knight under the banner also rode out alone, holding a hard crossbow, no doubt aiming at Xi Yan.

The carved feather arrow shot at the black armored knight first. Ji Ye knew that the crossbow was more lethal than the iron bow in his hand, and could easily penetrate Xiyan's back armor. In a hurry, he had no time to aim, and the arrow let out a shrill scream, and barely brushed against the black armored knight's neck. The black armored knight's crossbow dropped from his hand, and the iron arrow shot into the grass. Fall on your back.

The entire Thunder Cavalry Army suddenly shook, and the three armies moved forward like a tide. Countless iron hooves kicked up smoke and dust, and a gray wave rose on the grassland. The team of cavalry and archers flew up like bird wings on both sides, and the cavalrymen occupied the central battlefield, and the horses behind them finally left the dust. The sergeants in Xia Tang watched helplessly as the Li army cavalry in red light armor rushed out of the billowing fly ash, forming a ocher-red wave that undulated along the grassland.