The Snowy Path of the Heroic Blade Chapter 149: The gift of hospitality
He Xinliang Chapter 149 The Gift of Hospitality [Update Time]:2014-02-0922:16:57[Words]:4036
The captain in the old Tang armor chewed on the meaning of the two names, and he didn't chew any delicacies of the mountains and seas, but he didn't feel too particular about it, mainly because he couldn't scare people. The somewhat disappointed school lieutenant raised the tip of the knife and pointed at the hemp man, and more than twenty spear-bearing pawns rushed forward. Immediately, the young man looked complacent, his right index finger tapped the back of his right hand holding the rein. Just as the **** was about to poke a man and a horse into a hedgehog, one of the horses protruded from the imperial city with a thunderous shout trying to stop the step. The pawns charged, but there were still two vigorous pawns unable to stop, and quickly handed out the iron spears. Then these two city guards slammed, and they flew backwards with their spears, as if they had been hit by the chest. A giant feather arrow penetrated, exploding a large pool of blood, and fell to the ground to death. School Lieutenant Tang Jia had some eyesight, and he still knew the goods. The Mai Ranger's invisible skill in killing people would have dug out his eyeballs if he wasn't a little martial arts master. He turned his horse's head, bowed his head respectfully and clasped his fists to the general who galloped out of the gate of the imperial city: "The last general has seen General Zhengdong!"
The middle-aged general who is respected as the Great General Zhengdong glanced at the ranger's face intentionally or unintentionally, and noticed that there was a hint of cold ridicule at the corner of the man's mouth. This rough man turned his face red. This general of his is naturally too wild to be wild anymore. The official title given to him by Cai Junchen, the lord of the blue sky, rewards heroes, and what second-rank and third-rank official titles are given. Anyway, he doesn't want him half a coin from Cai Junchen. In addition to him, General Zhengdong, there are also three patrols in the north and south of Anxi Town. Anyway, they made up the east, west, south and north, and to the east of Qingcang, but it is the northern Liang, so the general of the east, He Dajie, has not been less than his colleagues in these years. Political opponents made fun of him, saying they were waiting for him to go to Beiliang to make a big victory. He Dajie was a general in name, but he actually had 156 soldiers and horses under his hands, and the soldiers in armor accounted for not half of them. He Dajie ignored the lieutenant who was the guard who didn't open which pot or which pot to mention. He held a fist at the hemp man with a solemn expression, and tried his best to calmly say: "My king wants to invite the son into the palace for a while, what do you think of the son?"
The ranger nodded, still not having the consciousness of setting foot in Longtan Tiger Den, holding the reins in both hands, and looking at the city gate. The light horseshoe stepped on the sapphire slab, very crisp. He Dajie followed behind this ride, with a complex expression and turbulent waves in his heart. When this talent approached the city, a secret letter was introduced to the Dragon King's Mansion, scaring their Qingcang king, who had never reigned so early, so he hurriedly kicked it. A few naked and tender carcasses by the flying body rolled off the bed, put on a crude and inferior dragon robe, and the court meeting was to be held. In addition to He Dajie, there was also a general Jiang Heng, a general in the south, plus the queen and the queen. Three or two "civil and military officials" with three or two cats and dogs were arguing over a portrait. Jiang Heng insisted on slaughtering the former Northern Liang son before discussing other things. This opportunity is rare in a thousand years. There is no such shop anymore, anyway, the new king of Beiliang deliberately wanted to take hundreds of thousands of refugees to bury the old king. It was a dead word everywhere, killing the servant on the portrait, and stepping back ten thousand steps, even if it annoyed the Beiliang Iron Cavalry. , The big deal took this head and thousands of elites and fled to the Northern Mang and Southern Dynasties. Cai Junchen specifically asked Qing Cang's confidant in charge of the spies, and asked whether Beiliang had aggressively moved the border of Chen Bing. The answer was no. The man in the painting left Liangzhou single-handedly and entered Qingcang City alone. This made the timid and cautious Cai Junchen a little bit more unsure. Is this guy too tired and crooked? I really think that by relying on the identity of the king of Beiliang, he can "convince people with morals" in the land of the refugees. Cai Junchen needs to take it off before wearing it. The dragon robe that has been on for a few years, pays respect to the head? Willing to give a dog-legged boy with no hair on his mouth? Cai Junchen couldn't help the instigation and clamor of most civil and military officials. Once he gritted his teeth, he had already made up his mind to let the masters of the Dragon King's Mansion come out and bring two thousand cavalry, so that the kid would be killed today at the gate of the imperial city. However, the queen and He Dajie disagreed, saying that the surname Xu, who was the first king of the Liyang domain, would not do it. It would not be as simple as going to Qingcang City to find death, even if he was not in good faith. Being single, the Dragon King's Mansion, which is lined with swords and halberds, can't make waves. It's better to see him and listen to his plans to make corresponding trade-offs. It is profitable and harmless. As a result, He Dajie was scolded by an old courtier as the benevolence of a woman. Fortunately, the queen supported him and was able to ride out of the palace to welcome the new Liang Wang who wears linen and filial piety.
After the city gate, there was another palace gate. Xu Fengnian suddenly smiled and said: "He Dajie, I heard you, and the gatekeeper Yang Runyu, his father, Yang Youxue, used to be in the Southern Tang Dynasty. The subordinates of Gu Dazu, deputy commander of the Liang Bu Army."
He Dajie is like a big enemy, carefully worded, and said coldly: "The past is not worth mentioning. Old General Gu became a high official in Beiliang. It is a good thing, but it is not his turn. Congratulations."
Xu Feng said with a young laugh: "The deputy commander of the infantry in Beiliang is only from the second rank. Only Yan Wenluan and Yuan Zuozong have the same rank as your Zhengdong general. Speaking of celebration, it should be. It was Gu Dazu who came to congratulate you."
He Dajie, who was extremely sarcastic, gave a cold snort.
The gate of the palace opened wide, and a dozen people walked out. Guan Buzi painted either a crane, a golden pheasant or a unicorn lion. It was not Cai Junchen who was in the middle, but a lady with a phoenix crown and xiamen. It’s hard to say what the demeanor of the maternal ritual world is. , Those thumb-sized pearls all over the body always make them feel very valuable. If this group of menacing guys were in Liyang, they would have been ransacked and exterminated by their arrogant costumes. There were two arrow towers built in the palace wall, and soon someone bowed their bows to shoot arrows, giving Xu Fengnian a mark of Mawei. It was a long-lost Xishu arrow. The mother and the child connected the heart arrow. The two arrows were of different lengths, and they shot Xu Fengnian. door. The mother-and-child arrow is just an introductory archery skill in the Xishu Lianzhu. Xu Fengnian took two feather arrows one after another, and placed them across his chest. Knife, walked down the steps and swaggered towards him. Xu Fengnian turned his head and smiled at He Dajie: "This is the gift of your Qingcang hospitality?"
He Dajie said with a straight face: "It is a toast or a fine wine, it depends on the ability."
Xu Fengnian smiled, rolled over and dismounted, Jiang Heng, like a wild horse, came straight with the hob, his aura is not bullying, but when he was three feet away from the young Beiliang King, everyone saw him In an unbelievable scene, General Jiang’s swordsmanship is like a rainbow, both beautiful and murderous, and he clearly has the upper hand, but before he has the knife to greet the hemp guest, he began to burst into waves. A pillar of scarlet blood like a fountain? This is a tragic scene like a war horse crashing into the Mo Dao formation. Others find it inexplicable. The General Xunnan himself is the most like falling into a cloud, crying endlessly, and hastened to stop the sword that is tantamount to suicide, and he must retreat decisively. Avoiding his sharp edge, six holes were pierced with a sharp weapon without a trace. He didn't know who he was going to complain to. Could it be a young man with his hands in his sleeves in front of him who was clearly two feet away from his waist with a double knife. Is a concealed weapon master who is proficient in sleeves? Jiang Heng was originally thinking of earning some face and brilliance for the Dragon King's Mansion, so that Qing Cang could bargain with that Beiliang, but now that he gave up this idea, he thought that returning first to stop the bleeding was the top priority. However, the flowers in front of him turned black, and the general Xunnan had no success in his life. Xu Fengnian held Jiang Heng's **** head in one hand, and grabbed the collar of the headless corpse with one hand. He threw it diagonally upward and smashed it. The fence of the arrow tower where the archery was located suddenly shattered. He Dajie, General Zhengdong who was behind Xu Fengnian, swallowed his saliva. It is inevitable that the rabbit will die and the fox is sad. He and Jiang Xuan will not deal with it, but Jiang Heng will die when he meets each other. It is impossible to guarantee that the next one is He Dajie, who does not have the realm of a small master. NS.
Xu Fengnian threw his head out and rolled all the way to the bottom of the steps, smiling and saying: "Toast not to eat, I prefer to eat fine wine."
He Dajie looked ugly and dismounted silently.
Xu Fengnian raised his voice and walked slowly forward, "Let Cai Junchen get out, this king's trip into the city has been considered enough to give you a lot of face. If you shamelessly, Jiang Heng will end."
The fox-mei woman in the attire of the queen of a country raised her arm, and there were no less than two hundred soldiers at the gate of the palace behind her. Several old men with a strong scent of rivers and lakes stood by the woman, and the Dragon King's Mansion was pouring out of their nests. Xu Fengnian looked around for a week. The gate of the imperial city was closed, and hundreds of soldiers swarmed into the city with spears. The woman pushed away a master guard who was carefully guarding her, glanced at the head that was at the bottom of the steps, raised her head, and smiled coquettishly: "King of Northern Liang, Qing Cang's hospitality isn't a small one, isn't it? If you can still take it, the slave family respects heroes and heroes the most, so why not wait for you to bathe and change clothes in person?"
Xu Fengnian hooked a hook and motioned to the Dragon King's Mansion to let it go.
The first group of more than 30 soldiers came to besieged and killed, and Xu Fengnian was indifferent with his arms around his chest.
There was a crash, and I saw the 30-odd heads in a circle on the head and threw them high. The second group of soldiers had no time to stop, and their heads flew into the air again. The two groups of people were cut off from their shoulders as if they were being whirled and swung at the rice by a urchin.
The glamorous woman who looked at the brothel oiran was really cruel, and there was no fear on her pretty face, and she gave orders: "Continue to rush, all the captains draw their swords to supervise the formation. Those who retreat without permission, kill them, afterwards. Annihilate the clan! The person who wins the first victory today can get half of the fortune of General Jiang Heng, the Great General of Patrol South."
Xu Fengnian closed his eyes and concentrated.
After all the corpses of the three groups of soldiers were separated, they also learned to be smarter, and the siege array became more and more sparse, but they still couldn't escape the life of their heads. Fortunately, the number of people killed in battle was quickly replaced by the soldiers in Miyagi. The square between the imperial cities of Miyagi is still in a trend of increasing numbers of soldiers.
An old swordsman with a goat beard approached the woman and whispered: "The queen, it should be an extremely rare flying swordsmanship in the rivers and lakes. If the old man is right, it looks a bit like the Wu Family Sword Tomb. "
The woman frowned, "No matter who is flying sword or not, my palace just wants to know when this kind of death will come to an end!"
The goat-beard swordsman's eyes glanced at the large white and fatty scene of the woman’s chest, her throat moved slightly, and the words on her mouth were still respectful, "This is not counted as the internal strength cultivation base is superior to flying swordsmanship. How terrifying the world, old guesses, two or three hundred people killed in battle, which is the end of the battle, when the queen empress let the outside masters rush to kill, about Mo will be able to make contributions."
Queen sneered and said: "It may not be enough to be a master of the outside world. I feel that you need a master of swordsmanship like you, Mr. Mao, to help you."
The short and thin old swordsman sneered and said: "The queen said very much, to help the queen solve problems, and Mao Bishan will go through water and fire."
A burly man with a long sword crossed the gate of the palace and walked to the woman’s side. He followed Mao Bishan, who was also relied upon by the Dragon King’s Mansion, to the left and right, and said in a deep voice, "Queen Empress, the flying of Wu’s sword mound. After swordsmanship enters the mystery, there is no need for too much internal support, and the heart will fly with the sword. It is not wise to die like this."
Mao Bishan tut said: "Yeah, Gu Feiqing, when did you know the secret of Wu Jiafei's swordsmanship? Could it be that you have been hiding in these years, but you don’t have the surname Gu, but the surname is Wu? It’s the same as the Peach Blossom Sword God’s life and experience~ IndoMTL.com~Is the illegitimate son of a certain sword fairy in Jianzhong?"
Gu Feiqing didn't take the old man who was expelled from the sect by a famous Taoist mountain in the past, calmly said: "Gu only conveys the original words of the Tang Dynasty in the palace."
Hearing that Tang Da enshrines this title, Mao Bishan immediately fell silent.
Qingcang is in power at the moment, all know that Cai Junchen can be a villain. Thanks to the queen Yu Rourou, who is good at self-recommended pillows, Cai Junchen has started from a helpless refugee in the past twenty years, and has given four appointments. Haoqiang has been a subordinate, relying on Yu Rourou’s "lady’s diplomatic relations", every time he is highly valued, and then every time after the wings are full, he decisively rebels against the bones, and in the land of unbridled vagrant, there has always been a "thousand frosty snow pear." Foil, family slaves of four surnames sell their wives and Han". However, if there is only one Yu Rourou with a soft waist, Cai Junchen, who has a mediocre swordsmanship, would not be able to achieve what he is today. Many years ago, he met an noble man, his surname is Tang, and his knowledge is mixed. The martial arts realm is even more unfathomable. If the Lord of Cangcheng Ruan Shandong hadn't acted brazenly and captured him at the last minute, Cai Junchen would have rebelled and would have been slaughtered. This great Bodhisattva was respected by the couple as an old man, and he has stopped taking action in recent years. In addition, the Dragon King's Mansion also has two other worships, the cultivation base is not bottoming, for example, Mao Bishan is close to the second-grade junior master, and every time he sees three worships that are very different in age, one must be in awe.
Xu Fengnian opened his eyes, stretched out his hand and grabbed an iron spear. He has run out of patience and is about to enter the palace.
In the land of the refugees, it will only kill people and do no big things, but if they can't kill people, then nothing will work.