The Snowy Path of the Heroic Blade Chapter 79: Beiliang add guns

The business of the wine shop is getting better and better. Several tables are full of drinkers. This makes the proprietress smile. This is an uncommon scene in the past. While yelling and serving wine and meat, she is thinking of a little abacus in her heart. Today I made a few cents of silver and a few copper plates, thinking about the youngest child who was studying in a private school, always clamoring to buy pen and ink, where can I afford this expenditure at home, otherwise any good wife would be willing to come out and show her face. But it's not always that they would rather face the loess and back to the sky, now that the child can finally get what he wants. The table was full of people, and there were still people begging for drinks and drinking, and they didn’t mean to leave immediately. The lady boss had to move out a few stools. Fortunately, the guys didn’t feel shabby and just looked after. Drinking a big bowl and eating a large piece of meat, if it were in the past, the guys who settled in the wine shop would usually look at the proprietress and make fun of them. The women in Beiliang are already bold and indifferent. A pinch, it won't turn your face, but today the drinkers all glanced at the east side of the post road, as if waiting for someone. Before long, no less than twenty people gathered at the wine shop. As a result, the handsome guy who had the exclusive table seemed particularly dazzling. At first, it was not someone who wanted to fight the table and drink, but for some reason, he saw that. After the young brother's appearance, she subconsciously avoided. Right now, the lady boss saw more and more drinkers coming in, and there were more wealthy people wearing silk and satin. She was a little worried about that young man, Bei Rang was What? There is a saying in other places that it is incompatible with each other. Here, everyone is irritated by the wind and sand like a knife. Maybe one more look is going to fight, but the boss’s wife is not. Regarding that young man made him lose a few pots of wine and a few kilograms of meat, but was afraid that he would get into trouble and suffer a loss, such a good-looking handsome brother, if he beats someone with a swollen nose and swollen nose, she will not look at him.

The lady boss was about to squeeze out a smile and open the mouth to the young man. She didn't want to be afraid of anything. A bunch of burly men with knives around their waists stared at the table with three places free. The woman could I'm really afraid that the young man doesn't know the dangers of the rivers and lakes. I'm afraid that he will hurt people if he loses his face. When the sword is eyeless, even if he has a family relationship, he has not heard of a few scholars in Beiliang for so many years. Half-dead? In Beiliang no more than other places in Liyang, people wearing Confucian shirts are not good at all. Young people wearing Liangdao can shock the people of the rivers and lakes, but the proprietress has also heard about it. "Nowadays, even the general's children don't dare to wear a cold sword privately, and it is even hard to see anyone riding a horse in the downtown area. The lady boss breathed a sigh of relief, because the young man looked at his young age and had a lot of experience in the rivers and lakes, and took the initiative to chat with those fierce men, and then smiled and asked her for ten kilograms of green ant wine. Those five middle-aged men who are not like those who are in serious business seeking a livelihood see young people who are interested in Taoism, but they also have a little more smiles. The sword is provoking, not to mention that the seed brothers are divided into three or six or nine grades. How old are their fathers’ official hats and how many soldiers each decides whether they are aggressive in a county or a prefecture in a state. In other words, almost everyone has experienced the suffering of the seed brothers, and even people often stare at them for no reason. If they find a bad reason, they say that they are slaughtered, and they report to the government afterwards. It is nothing more than a cruel. As the descendants of the generals of the Northern Liang Iron Cavaliers, how can we humiliate our family and draw our swords when we see injustices. Officials force the people to rebel, and the people have to rebel, but if they are reversing, it is a dead word. In the Beiliang three prefectures under the rule of Human Tu, except for the Wudang Mountain, where the gods and real people practiced the Taoism, it was considered to be well-known in the country, and it was worthy of the martial arts in the martial arts. So, isn't it all the scourge of the horrendous generals? There are really strong martial arts masters who are hired to be watchdogs. In turn, they work as a tiger to suppress the scattered people who have no identity. There is a Sun family in Youzhou who is in the same hometown as the gun fairy king. The children of the clan are all tied up. I got a good gun, but because I was unwilling to seek refuge in the government and generals, when the owner of Dinghai Shenzhen died, he soon led an enemy to an enemy who was attached to a general to kill. It is said that there were more than forty people in the family and escaped. Go for two or three people.

The proprietress who sees a lot of alcoholic guests will actually occasionally think that selling alcohol like her is not easy to make money. Those who are confused, watching the heroic and dry clouds on weekdays, are actually even more difficult.

Looking up to the east of Youzhou, I saw a cloud of dust rising from the end of the post road. The lady boss just glanced at it. There were often Beiliang cavalry passing by on the post road. She had already figured out the way. It seems that it is a posture of more than one hundred riders. This is really nothing to do in Beiliang, where we are rich in iron riders and horses. The proprietress saw the people sitting on the chairs or stools inside and outside the wine shop, they all burned their buttocks. They all stood up with hot eyes. They were more fascinated than seeing women happy together. This made the woman a little puzzled, it is impossible for someone to come here. ? She is just a rural woman who can only sell green ant wine, whether it’s a river or a temple, she never remembers a lot of things even if she hears it. People, do you still have to worry about the failure of the military's great cause for the Northern Liang King? During this period of time, there were a lot of alcoholics chattering about Wu's sword graves and the like, and she was only a breeze in her ears. She stared at all the alcoholics who left their positions, for fear that they would take the opportunity to grease their feet and escape the wine money. The proprietress has just been busy for a long time, and finally she can take a breath, and she has the mind to look at the young man who has ordered a lot of green ant wine. She pursed her mouth and smiled. Who said that only men are allowed to see that beauty, and women like to see more. A few glances at the handsome man, at this time the man also stood up, standing in the shade of the big locust tree beside the wine table on the side road, with both hands in the cuffs, she looked at his profile and envied him having a pair of hooks. People’s eyes, and when I look at her, I don’t have the eyes of ordinary men who want to eat people. They are clean, just like the old well in the village. The water from the well is exceptionally clear all year round. It is good to quench your thirst, and it is better to use it to make wine. The woman couldn’t help laughing as she thought about it. She felt that she didn’t know which little auntie was so blessed that she could stare at such a handsome little brother every day. If it was her, she was willing to eat less. For meals, save money to buy the unused rouge gouache and apply it on your face.

The proprietress's expectation is not bad, it is indeed 100 riding from here to Liangzhou, but even a woman like her who never knows what Jianghu is, can see that 100 riding is unusual. Knights are all swordsmen. They are neither armed with crossbows like the Northern Liang Cavalry, nor are they brightly dressed like the servants of big men. Everyone’s complexion is as hard as a stone. The elderly in the coming year, but when riding a horse, the waist is followed by the army's spear, and that spirit is beyond the reach of the elderly in the village. Especially when the hundred riders looked at the wine shop almost at the same time, not only was she the proprietress retreating in fright, almost everyone retreated, but for some reason, more than one hundred swordsmen were leading the horse riding without squinting. After running, she didn't stop the horses. The proprietress was relieved and didn't stop, otherwise she would really not dare to charge them for drinks.

He lowered his arm to the young feudal lord that Wu Jia Baiqi had deliberately ignored, but in the end there was no sound, and it was unavoidable to be a little embarrassed. Of course, he Xu Fengnian knew more than the others present, and when Wu Liuding was riding on Wu Liuding, he would turn a blind eye, and then the sword slaves could only follow the sword crown to move on. Xu Fengnian didn't feel any irritation. He sat down and continued to ask for half a catty of green ant wine from the proprietress. Anyway, his heart came. It doesn't matter if the Wu Jia Baiqi leader doesn't appreciate it. If it wasn't for the grandfather of the Wu family who had only met, he would not have waited on the border of Liangzhou. Since Wu Liuding is going to put on airs, let him do it, Xu Fengnian won't put him on any shoes.

Xu Fengnian’s face was calm and drinking wine, thinking about weighing the combat power of the Wu family’s hundred horses. Wu Liuding and the six or seven behind the second horse Cuihua are all top masters in the product, if they are stuck in battle. The victory or defeat is only at the critical moment between the first line. Give this Hundred Knights and Hundredswords a straight line where the enemy general is located. Who can stop it? Tuoba Bodhisattva doesn't need to think about it. As long as the Martial God of Northern Mang is on the battlefield, he doesn't need anyone to protect him. Hong Jingyan should be able to cope with it, and Murong Baoding is estimated to be uncomfortable. However, the two armies are facing each other. The legend of taking the head of the generals in the army is very rare in the spring and autumn. Especially with the emergence of several easy-to-assemble and surprisingly powerful crossbows, it is difficult for anyone to be able to be like a Romance. In the novel, the feat of breaking through the battle formation or even entering and exiting several times, you must know that a fish mallet stepped out by several sharp soldiers is so powerful that it is hailed as a "half-hundred flying sword" by the rivers and lakes. It is within the fifty-foot shooting range of the Yufu crossbow that the castration has not weakened too much, a Yufu crossbow is a flying sword of the sword fairy! It is difficult to avoid, let alone confrontation.

If it weren't for Wang Xianzhi to break Gao Shu's body...Xu Fengnian laughed at himself when he thought of this, there is no such thing as a if.

Xu Fengnian exhaled. The guys who came here to try their luck at the wine shop all came and went with joy. Many people paid more money to the wine seller when they checked out. Soon The wine shop walked cleanly, and before leaving, the few brawny men with knives did not forget to give goodbye to Xu Fengnian, who was in for a drink. Xu Fengnian still sits and drinks wine. Although he chats with the woman about the trivial words about the harvest, she naturally does not have any unreasonable thoughts about the proprietress. The charming woman is not naive enough to think about this young man. Daydreaming, through the conversation, there was no business to wait on at the moment, so she sat across the table and took a jar of green ant wine and a few dishes of homemade appetizers, saying it was for him to drink, anyway, it was not worth a few coins. As the two chatted, three more guests finally arrived, one old and two young, all carrying bags and wooden poles, and sat down at the table next to Xu Fengnian. It’s not a rich family. The old man only needs half a catty of green ant wine. The two teenagers could only smell the scent of wine, watching the elders in the family squinting intoxicated and drinking.

A sturdy young man with a faint green scum on his chin asked in a low voice: "Grandpa, is the swordsman that we saw just now, really a swordsman from the Wu Family Sword Tomb?"

The old man nodded.

Another handsome young man was not tacky, with red lips and white teeth, but she looked like a woman. If the seed brothers who like men were met a few years ago, they would really have to die. Fortunately now, North Many domineering children are still squatting in prisons in many prefectures and counties in Liang. Compared with the previous Beiliang, there are too many rules. Besides, many wealthy people have moved out of Beiliang. There are more today. The Beiliang Road in Liuzhou is a rare peaceful world. The lady boss greeted the three shy customers, sat back in her seat, glanced at the delicate young man, and subconsciously turned her head to look at the son on the opposite side of the table. Well, this one is much more handsome in front of you. This casual glance, I never thought. I caught the brother-in-law. The woman seemed helpless when she saw him. She couldn't help but feel embarrassed. They are all women who are about to have a daughter-in-law. She is not so thin, and the woman smiles straightforwardly. Said: "My son, you look more beautiful than the most beautiful girl in our village, and your parents must be beautiful too. I will look at you more, son, don't be angry."

Xu Fengnian smiled and said: "Boss, you just look at it, I can't keep your eyes off, but can I omit the small amount of copper in the checkout later?"

The woman laughed and said: "Well, I will give you a jar of good green ant wine. Later, the wine will not be less than a copper plate. If the son can let me touch it twice, I can consider it."

Xu Fengnian said helplessly: "Boss, you really don't lose money in this business."

The woman smiled heartily without covering up. Xu Fengnian looked at her smiling face and laughed. The women in the northwestern frontier, compared with the women who grew up in the mist and rain in the south of the Yangtze River, are naturally less tender and gentle, but also have more heroic energy that can only be nurtured by this water and soil. Xu Fengnian likes the woman in front of her. Smile, like he likes Beiliang. For Xu Fengnian, who grew up in Beiliang, Liaodong, where his ancestral home was located, was never called the word "home".

Listening to Xu Fengnian's conversation with the woman, the handsome young man next door frowned. The tall young man secretly glanced at the breast of the proprietress who "bumped" against the table edge and swallowed. The old man sitting side by side with Xu Fengnian looked calm, holding a wine bowl, and closing his eyes to smell the wine before every sip. If you look closely, the old man and the two young people have thick calluses on the palms of their hands. Obviously it was because of touching more objects. Xu Fengnian has naturally seen it a long time ago, but he didn’t want to go into it. They were poorly trained and rich in martial arts. These three people are clearly gunners all year round. As for why they are so shabby, even the barrels for practicing gun-shaking are the crudest white wax rods. Who Don’t have a hard-to-read book at home that you don’t want to open again?

The delicate young man lowered his voice, gritted his teeth and said: "Grandpa, I heard that the Xun family has moved to Central Plains, and the demon surnamed He must also follow. What shall we do?"

The old man's eyes were complicated, he lowered his head and drank a sip, raised his head and said indifferently: "First practice your spear skills, even if he is standing in front of you now and let the two of you shoot a hundred shots, there is nothing you can do. Hurt him every bit."

The boy was stunned, his eyes moist.

The strong young man whispered: "How did I hear that the surname He joined the Yulong Gang? He also became a rudder leader, which is more difficult to provoke than he was at Xun's house."

The old man glared at him, and the sturdy boy fell silent. The delicate boy's eyes lit up, and the old man said in a deep voice: "Whether you go to the Central Plains or in the Yulong Gang, your top priority is to practice your guns. Death, if any of you dare to sneak away to find him for revenge, I will drive you out of the house!"

The tall young man whispered: "Yuecun Nianjian has a lifetime gun. With my talent, I won't be able to practice a gun for ten lifetimes."

The old man slapped his wine bowl, and said angrily: "Bullshit! Back then, Wang Xiu had practiced guns for only forty years, and he was one of the four great masters who were as famous as Li Lao Jianshen! New year sword? Gu Jiantang became a master after one year of practice. Is the first person to use a knife in the world? Our prince who is on the top of the world after Wang Xianzhi..."

Speaking of this, the old man was speechless, because the old man suddenly realized that the young lord did not seem to have practiced the sword for many years.

The tall young man chuckled, even the delicate young man was amused, and the thick haze on his original face faded a bit.

The old man shook his head and continued to drink.

"Grandpa, let's cool the sword, and the scimitar of the northern barbarian, plus the waist sword of the army of the king of Yanchi in southern Xinjiang, and it is called the three famous swords in the world. Tell me about it?"

"Practice your gun! No matter how good the famous sword is, it is someone else's. Even if you only have a wooden gun, it is still in your own hands."

The tall young man is very curious and full of dreams about the rivers and lakes of the Central Plains. He grieved: "Just talk about it without losing a piece of meat."

In addition, the young man from the Northern Man and the Southern Minister had to guard himself a lot. He just asked: "Grandpa, last time you said that the Northern Liang Army's gun training method is unacceptable. Why is this?"

The tall young man laughed and said: "Grandpa is bragging. In our Northern Liang Army, there are two spearhead brothers Xu Yanbing and Han Laoshan. Where is the turn for our grandpa to make irresponsible remarks."

The delicate young man angrily said: "What's wrong with our grandfather? Wu Jinling, who was better than Wang Xiu at the beginning, had just practiced the gun and asked our grandfather about the technique of holding a gun!"

The tall boy made a grimace, "God knows if Grandpa is bragging and not drafting."

The old man didn't get angry either, and he drank heavily and lost himself in thought.

Finally, he came back to his senses leisurely, and said softly: "Not to mention that the whole Beiliang was considered the best talented Wu Jinling, the three brothers of the gun fairy Wang Xiu and Xu Yanbing Han Laoshan, discussing the spearmanship and spearmanship. High and low, grandpa was much worse than them when he was young, and the gap will only get bigger and bigger in the future. There is nothing embarrassed to admit. But you have to remember one thing, no matter what weapon in the world, it is for human use. Yes, a master has the usage of a master, and an ordinary martial artist has the practice of an ordinary person. That is to say, Wu Jinling, entered the martial arts at the age of nine, entered the second rank at the age of twelve, and became the King Kong at the age of 17, with the gun in his hand. Just like being endowed with magical powers, he can have a bit of innate spirituality when he plays casually, but even so, when he was fourteen years old, he still met a threshold. It was at that time that his grandpa casually said something about holding a gun. My experience, after that, Wu Jinling rushed away and started practicing guns all over again. It's a pity that God is jealous of talents."

Xu Fengnian, who has been in the audience, smiled and said: "Wu Jinling’s death is not necessarily all jealous of talents. It is not a good thing to practice martial arts. Too smooth sailing is not a good thing. It can also climb steadily in the martial art realm. No matter how fast it is, it can always be advanced. Probably because of the sharpening stone, if the gun fairy king embroidery did not go to Beimang, it might not have the achievements of the master in the future. I have also heard people say that in martial arts, it’s very taboo to make chicken heads instead of phoenix tails, practice swords and swords or practice guns. After reaching a certain level, they don’t talk about the top three in swordsmanship in the world or the rank of the sword. People, all go directly to the first person in the arena, otherwise Wang Xianzhi will sit in the corner of Wudi City, and there will not be so many people who will humiliate themselves."

The old man smiled and didn't say anything. It is reasonable that as long as it is a family of martial arts, no parent will come without open mouth. In the eyes of the old man, there are no one hundred "famous masters" who have false names. "Master". Furthermore, in the old age, no matter how much ambitions he had when he was young, he would be worn out year after year, especially when I heard those illusory first and second places in the world, it is even harder to mention. Get excited. However, out of courtesy, the old man still faced the young man with a strong tone, and raised the wine bowl in his hand as a toast. The young man also raised his bowl and drank each one.

The tall boy is a new born calf who is not afraid of the heavens and the fearless. Seeing that this young guy has even heard of Wu Jinling, I am puzzled. After all, although Wu Jinling is mentioned in their hometown, the number of times is not comparable. The spear king has few embroideries, but because he died young, it was a disgraceful way of death on the street. After decades, few people in other parts of Beiliang knew the name. The boy couldn't help asking: "How do you know Wu Jinling?"

Xu Fengnian smiled and said: "I heard it mentioned by a friend."

The delicate young man may have seen this guy and the boss's eyebrows just now, very disgusted, turned his head and looked at the post road alone in a daze.

Xu Fengnian glanced at the three ash wood poles of varying lengths, and suddenly said casually, "Old gentlemen, two juniors, one should change poles six months ago. They are three inches longer, and the other is now It’s time to gain six taels."

The two teenagers were confused when they heard, the old man's eyes lit up, and then quickly became sad, and said sincerely: "No money."

Xu Fengnian nodded and said: "A penny is hard for a hero. Old gentleman, I still have some money for drinks. Would you like to drink another two catties of wine?"

Of course, the woman is happy that the drinker has a few more bowls of wine, especially the handsome young man in front of her. Before the old man could answer, she went to pick up the wine. This is virtually for the old man. Down the steps, I probably believed in the vision I had honed for many years. I trusted the young stranger, clasped his fists and smiled and said, "I thank you for the old man."

Although the old man has gone through ups and downs, he still has a bold temperament. He asked the tall boy to sit on a bench and invited Xu Fengnian to sit on his side. She doesn't need talent, otherwise she would be a prodigal wife.

The old man wiped the wine with his sleeve and said with a smile: "This young man's opinion is accurate and accurate. Can't practice guns? Generally speaking, I don't have more than ten or two decades of work, but I don't really care about my two grandchildren. The depth of the child."

Xu Fengnian shook his head and smiled: "I don't practice guns, but there are some people around me who are masters of this skill, and they can understand the fur after a long time."

The old man joked: "In this case, the son should be a master."

Xu Fengnian also joked: "Probably a little bit taller."

The handsome young man snorted coldly, while the tall young man held back his smile. I have never seen such a shameless character.

The old man doesn't care about it, getting along with people, not afraid of those who show small problems to others, just afraid of those who are thinking deeply. The old man sighed, and said with emotion: "Don't look at how the Liyang army is popular with pewter guns. In fact, this material has always been inferior in the gun spectrum. The reputation is very bad, and it is too soft. Virtually, the layman seems to be able to shake out some beautiful spears when playing, but those on the street are sold with handles. What kind of throat points the spear point, and the spear body is bent in a big arc. Which one is not a pewter gun? Here is it? He tried a Beiliang spear, dare you? Speaking of this, we have really made a big blood in Beiliang, the world's famous gun-making wood, the first choice is the red and white two-color beef tendon wood on Guangling Road, and the sword spine wood of the old Southern Tang Dynasty. And Honglingmu, and the slightly inferior tea sticks, are all good things, but none of them are in our Beiliang. In the end, we rarely see the pewter guns produced in the eastern Henan plain in Beiliang, but they are in the territory of other kings. Why is it all the rage? It’s not that the materials are cheap, the soldiers are quick to get started, and they look good when they perform martial arts training. The old man heard that our frontier soldiers, without mentioning the heavy iron spear of the sharp, are as strong as they are riding. It’s a good wood. Just talking about the money, I don’t know how much real money has been spent, especially if it has to be transported to Beiliang from other places to make a gun, it’s even more expensive. The maintenance of a good gun is even more expensive. It is a matter of eating money. After all, so much tung oil for raising guns every year is estimated to be unable to escape. So, our Beiliang iron cavalry is the best in the world, but it is not just because the Beiliang athletes are born with superior strength."

Xu Fengnian agreed, took a sip of wine, and nodded: "That's the reason."

The old man talked about his strength, he was quick to drink, and he didn't speak too much. He was a little divine: "Everyone knows the impact of the cavalry's long spear when it charges. The power is amazing, but they often ignore the technique of the gun. The damage to the cavalry itself, if the charge of the two armies is a one-shot deal, that's fine, but the Beimang barbarian we are facing in Beiliang, but it is not the easy generation, this is extremely sophisticated for the cavalry to hold a gun. The tricks of fighting against each other, and this fire varies from person to person. Northern Liang has many cavalry generals and spear masters who prescribe the right medicine for this, but in the eyes of the old man, it seems that he has done well enough, but it is not true. It’s perfect."

Xu Fengnian asked: "Old sir, how do you understand this?"

The old man hesitated for a moment, as if he was afraid that he would commit a simple taboo. He just thought of a peaceful meeting between the two sides. Why should he be so wary? Besides, you still drank alcohol, didn't you? He continued: "The old man has accidentally seen four or five kinds of Beiliang guns. The material and weight vary in length. According to the soldiers, the height, arm length, and stamina of the gunmen, they have indeed been quite subdivided. The army on the Yang side is much better, but there is still something to go deeper. For example, the Miao Zhu spear, nicknamed "Concubine Shu", is not so easy to crack even though it has been treated. From the perspective of the old man, its spear head should be increased by one or two and a half, and the "iron cicada" big spear used by the **** is still not enough for two inches, and it needs to be reduced by this length."

Speaking of this, the old man stretched out **** and gestured lightly.

Xu Fengnian, who was only thinking about chatting with others casually, fell into deep thought and didn't immediately jump to the conclusion. Xu Fengnian can’t say exactly what the weight of the head of the Miao Zhu gun should be. But as far as the iron cicada gun is concerned, Xu Yanbing did say once. In the past, this heavy gun was aimed at the strong Western Chu iron cavalry in the Spring and Autumn War, especially He made great contributions in the battle with the Euphorbia. Almost every Beiliang veteran who participated in the Battle of Jinghe had a deep affection for this gun. In the later period, Xu Jiajun could directly use the Tiechan spear as a club and hammer. Xu Yanbing said this because although the Beimang army also has heavy armor, even after more than 20 years of wealthy and powerful soldiers, it can only be used to make In terms of its background, it is still inferior to the Great Chu dynasty back then. Beimang relied mostly on Qingqi. The Tiechan spear does not need to be so heavy. It is just a matter of restructuring that involves not only the inexhaustible interests of the frontier army. There are also the most troublesome feelings. Many veterans of the cavalry have reacted violently in a series of restructuring involving specific matters in the Wutongyuan. Among them is this iron cicada spear. For the plump old daughter-in-law, get a light lady. Lao Tzu would rather not, whoever likes it, take it. Anyway, no one of Lao Tzu’s soldiers would be willing to accept it." Such a vulgar reason was strongly refuted. I sent it to Xu Fengnian for reading. Seeing this, Xu Fengnian still treated it as a very refreshing little joke, thinking about letting it go, and had no idea of ​​pushing it forward.

As the old man talked, words have no boundaries, and he doesn’t care if Xu Fengnian is interested, he said to himself: “The old man accidentally saw Xiaorentu’s "Wu Bei Ji Yao" this year. The two-volume fragments of the folk are not expensive, only six taels of silver, but the old still can't afford it, so they can only be cheeky and can't buy them. They are full of hundreds of thousands of characters. It’s just astonishing. The old man, who has never been on the battlefield, looked at him, and he gave people a chill like he was fighting against a master of martial arts. He breathed cold all over, dignified in white clothes. The big man who also loves, even has rules for where the latrines in the barracks are built, and they have been written in the book. The soldiers he brought out can only do almost everything according to the rules. No wonder Xi Chu back then. Bing Sheng Ye Baikui wants to say that, and if you face this person, once you lose your power, there is no chance of recovery."

The tall boy blinked and asked, "Grandpa, what do you mean?"

The old man said with emotion: "It means to fight against this person. As long as you get the first chance, no matter whether you are still superior in military strength or not, then you can only wait to lose. This truth is actually fighting against our martial artist. The test is the same. It’s just that you haven’t reached that level, so you won’t understand."

The old man took a sip of wine and said with a dull voice: "How can such a magnificent book of war flow into the people? Are you not afraid to take it to Beimanzi? By then, how many more people will we die in Beiliang?"

The old man sighed, didn't even want to drink the wine, and muttered to himself: "Chen Zhibao really lost to the king of the northern Liang, and failed to become the lord of the northern Liang, but this is not the northern Liang army. The reason for ruining his hard work, we Xin Liang Wang, don’t care? Or do we have a personal grievance and deliberately do it?! If this is the case, I really have to be looked down upon by this old man."

Xu Fengnian's expression changed slightly. This "Wu Bei Ji Yao" has not been deliberately forbidden in the Northern Liang Army. At the time, Xu Xiao and Chen Zhibao had no objection to this. This is probably the conceit of the high-level generals in Northern Liang, and Xu Fengnian did not. Because of Chen Zhibao’s departure from Liang to Beijing and his trip to Shu to be the king of Shu, he wanted to discredit Chen Zhibao’s military script. In fact, even Chen Zhibao’s old department still treated him favorably, and he personally severely dealt with several incidents that deliberately suppressed the promotion of Chen Zhibao’s old school lieutenant. It’s just that Xu Fengnian’s personally written and carefully reviewed approval documents in the past six months have not 10,000, and there are also 8,000. There is really no one who mentions the scattered market of "Wu Bei Ji Yao" in one article. But this still caused Xu Fengnian to blame himself very much. At this time, he subconsciously picked up the bowl, took a sip of the wine, and then said softly: "The King of Northern Liang is indeed at a big fault in this matter."

The old man laughed and laughed. They, ordinary people, dare to point fingers at that feudal king? Tired and crooked? Besides, who is the most recognized person in the world after Emperor Xianzhi of Emperor Wucheng? Even the most ignorant women and children in Beiliang probably knew about it.

Xu Fengnian raised his head and asked: "Old gentleman, with your spear skills, why not join the frontier army?"

The old man showed an expression of pain that could not be concealed, and tried his best to downplay his tone, "The old family is used to using big guns, but before the family is in trouble, they don't like to provoke the rich and powerful. I only hope that the whole family can be at ease. Wu, one day, will be able to develop his own spear skills, and never think about other things. Family ancestors have said that practicing guns lies in training the mind. The heart is mixed, and we can't practice good guns. For those of us who use guns, nothing It's different from giving up the original and seeking the end."

Xu Fengnian's face calmly said three words: "Sun's gun."

The old man, who was originally kind and kind as the neighbor's elders, suddenly changed his body, his lower hand grasped the pewter pole resting on the bench, his muddy eyes gleaming, full of murderous aura.

The two teenagers also stood up almost at the same time, tightly clenching the wooden poles in their hands.

This made the proprietress who was nibbling melon seeds shocked and sluggish on the spot.

Xu Feng was young and held the wine bowl lightly, did not rush to drink, and smiled: "I have no bad intentions. Since I am a master friend with guns, of course I know the famous Sun family from the same hometown of the gun fairy king embroidery, and the old man Knowing that I have said so much, I just guessed it randomly. What happened to the Sun family, I have also heard about one or two. Back then, a young man named He Wushu came to study art. The grandfather of the Sun family saw that he had excellent roots and was just a character. If he was wrong, he ignored him. As a result, after He Wushu was rejected, he had several adventures. He flew all the way and became the head of the Xun Daniu Nursing Academy, who had been a general in the frontier army. After the death of Grandpa Sun, relying on the background of the Xun family and the government contacts accumulated over the years, the Sun family was charged with betraying the cold and collaborating with the enemy. There were more than 40 young and old, but only six people escaped. Including two infant children. In the past ten years, three of the three grandchildren died under the gun of He Wushu. Two of them were inferior in skills, and one of them secretly betrayed the Sun family, but afterwards they did not get the glory. Rich and honorable, he was still the revengeful He Wushu who crossed the river and demolished the bridge and shot to death on the wall. Sun Qingqiu, grandfather, am I right?"

The old man's face sinking like water, he sneered, and said in a desolate tone: "Good good, what a'tiger head spear' He Wushu, it is true that after joining the ichthyosaur gang, it is like a tiger with wings, and he will chase you down. Here!"

While the old man said yes, he lost his eyes to the two teenagers, asking the two children to disregard the meaning of running for their lives and should not be refused. It's just how the young man can run away at this moment, standing on the ground with roots under his feet, not backing an inch, which makes the old man feel happy or sad.

Sun's spear, the spear can't be returned if you die.

Xu Fengnian still carried the wine bowl and laughed at himself: "Grandpa Sun, am I like a dog-legged man from He Wushu? Or is it like a killer who came to chase you? But before I kill someone like this in the world, I invite people to drink. Of?"

The tall young man said angrily: "You **** must have poisoned the wine!"

The lady boss is not happy at the moment. She can hear a little clue from the conversation. She can't believe that the son is a bad person. Who makes him look so handsome? She patted the table and said annoyed: "What are you talking about, do I look like a black shop?! I brought all your wines personally. They are new wines just opened. Your child's eyes saw the son poisoning the wine. Up?"

Xu Fengnian asked straightforwardly: "Master, do you really think your grandfather and grandson San are my opponents alone?"

The old man has no words, no relaxation at all, but his expression is depressed.

Walking most of his life, especially his desperate career for more than ten years, the old man has developed a pair of sharp eyes and a keen sense of crisis. At the moment he stretched out his hand to hold the stick, the original aura around him was like an ordinary person. The young man of, that flash of amazing aura, made the old man have to admit that he is not his opponent at all.

Xu Fengnian asked: "Master, I have an unsympathetic request. I want you to go to the frontier army to be the chief instructor of a military attaché who teaches spear skills. I know how to manage, I guess you won’t want others to intervene."

The old man sneered: "This young man of unknown origin, don't think that he has some martial arts, and his tone is bigger than the sky. The old man is not the yellow-mouthed child, and he also knows that the chief instructor of the Northern Liang Army military attache is still the fourth grade. A military commander, if you are talking about the position of an ordinary coach, the old man still regards you as the seed brother of a good standing general. Believe you one or two, hey, the chief coach, can you give it to you if you say it? Li Hanlin, your son?"

Xu Fengnian couldn't help but smile. Didn't expect Li Hanlin to be so famous in Beiliang Road now? It sounds like a good reputation.

The handsome young man standing by Xu Fengnian's side like a big enemy looked at this guy's nasty smiling face, wishing to kill him with a shot.

Xu Fengnian really doesn’t know how to convince Sun Qingqiu, but this old man is very likely to be a huge treasure for the Northern Liang Army. If it is used properly, the frontier army’s combat power can be further improved. Said that a Sun Qingqiu who fully instilled his life's accomplishments in Beiliang after using his hands and feet, even if he is only an old man with third-class strength and getting worse with age, he is even better than Han Laoshan, who is now the deputy general of Lingzhou, the younger brother of Wang Embroidery. , And even more beneficial to Beiliang! Of course, all of this is only possible, but if it is missed, it may not even be possible. Xu Fengnian raised his hand. This action quickly caused the old man to shoot out the gun quickly. The wax rod didn't see how it started, so it slanted down and pierced Xu Fengnian's throat with precision and sharpness, and it showed the Sun's gun the most. The quintessence is indomitable.

As a result, the two teenagers saw that the wax rod "spearhead" stopped a few inches away from the person, and then the wax rod that conformed to the unique "going and no return" momentum of the Sun family was squeezed out in an instant. A big arc, then broke on the spot!

After Xu Fengnian raised her hand, a young woman in a tight-fitting black dress appeared in the shade of a tree. Seeing this scene, her exquisite figure was completely expressionless.

She is just the deceased Fan Xiaochai who has just withdrawn from the Fushui Room not long after.

Sun Qingqiu was carrying half of the wax pole, his palms were cracked and filled with blood. The old man had already determined that he was not the opponent of this person, but his own shot returned so unproductively, it still shocked the old man.

He admits that this gun, even those second-tier masters who usually see the dragon and see the end, can never treat it so lightly, not to mention this sitting young man is motionless, even the slightest energy is not abnormal!

Xu Fengnian didn’t look at Fan Xiaochai, but said, “You don’t have to follow this period of time. Take the old man to the border of Liangzhou and find Luqiu'er. I have already decided on the official position. How to use Sun’s gun? Shu, you let Lu Qiu'er decide for yourself."

Then Xu Fengnian asked with a smile: "Master, you don't want to take care of profitable business without capital?"

After all, the old man is an open-minded person. After a little thought, he sighed: "Anyway, I can't help myself. It depends on whether God is going to perish my grandson family. The old man doesn't believe in He Wushu, a fish and dragon. You can help the rudder master to call you son."

Xu Fengnian breathed a sigh of relief, and asked tentatively: "Why don't we finish the wine and you guys leave again?"

The old man sat down, "Drink, why not drink!"

The two teenagers sat back to their original positions tremblingly, especially the delicate young man, both dumbfounded. As for the tall young man who was dumbfounded, his face was full of admiration.

Should really let me meet the legendary worldly expert!

It turns out that the boy brother previously said that he was a little bit taller, is it really tall?

After sitting down, this extremely excited young man asked anxiously: "Master son, my grandfather always says that I have a bad talent for martial arts. You must have a higher vision than my grandfather. Would you like to take a look? Isn’t he actually a martial arts wizard?"

Xu Fengnian glanced at the young man, and said flatly: "It is reasonable to say that you are a lot worse when you reach the age of the old man."

The young man opened his mouth, still not giving up, and asked with a sad face, "What? Master master, don't let your eyes go, take a closer look?"

Xu Fengnian smiled and shook his head and said: "It's harder to go with your eyes than without."

The young man sighed, bowed his head and said nothing.

The handsome young man snickered while covering his mouth, but when the less odious master looked to him, he subconsciously glared.

Xu Fengnian smiled and said: "Practice the gun well, you will have great prospects. No one says that women can't practice fierce and invincible first-class spear skills."

"Teen" flushed.

The lady boss who has been taken aback many times glanced at this "boy", no wonder she looked like a little girl.

The woman is really stupid and bold, jokingly jokingly said: "Master son, it is not allowed to be a master without paying for alcohol."

Xu Fengnian took out a small piece of silver and put it on the table. The lady boss smiled and said: "Yeah, I really didn’t have any more money, master brother, you are a master, so you can’t be more generous and you are not afraid of it. Is it a loss of mastery demeanor?"

Fan Xiaochai, a dead soldier not far away, recalled his various experiences and began to admire the courage and courage of this village woman.

Xu Fengnian smiled and said: "It is only when you are a master that oil and salt are expensive, but now you don't have the capital to swell your face and fill a fat man."

Xu Fengnian suddenly saw the blue-white falcon hovering above his head, and slowly got up and said, "Master, I have to leave beforehand. Let's go back to find you for a drink at the border of Liangzhou. I believe there should be a chance."

Sun Qingqiu stood up and nodded without saying much.

Xu Fengnian passed away in a flash after he finished speaking.

It made the woman and the two Sun boys think that they were encountering gods and ghosts.

Fan Xiaochai said coldly at this time: "After drinking, rush to the border."

Sun Qingqiu gave a hum.

The tall young man looked at this sister, his eyes widened, and he couldn't look away.

The girl disguised as a man is a little envious. She is really a beautiful sister, but she feels too cold.

The proprietress sitting at the table next door patted her chest vigorously~IndoMTL.com~Tsk tut: "Today is really an eye-opener."

The old man took a sip of his wine, squinted his eyes and said softly, "Who said it wasn't."

Fan Xiaochai stood in the green shade with his eyes closed and rested.

Intuition told her that Bei Mang should have sent troops.

She has no interest in the ups and downs of the three Sun family members. As for the He Wushu of the Yulong Gang, perhaps for the three of them, it was an enemy who would have wanted to kill but could not kill.

But the gap between herself and her enemy is even more so.

She knew that she would never kill this man with her own hands in her life.

After all, even Wang Xianzhi could not kill him.

But this does not mean that the person will not die.

Because he has to face the entire Beimang.