The Snowy Path of the Heroic Blade Chapter 97: Someone dragged a knife into the city in a **** suit


  Go to Beimang alone, Chapter 97, someone in blood clothes drags a knife into the city [Update time]2013-05-2202:49:22[Word count]3876

   (Chapter 4 is around six o'clock in the morning.)

  

  Mao Rou saw this young swordsman so big and itchy with hatred. If I saw such a tough-tempered Toshihiko in the past, I wouldn’t have to tie it to the bed and train me with affection. It’s just that when they met each other, All that was left was the heart-wrenching anger, and he said several killing words in a row! Before the war horse, Xu Fengnian rolled into the dragon wall without a break. Although he couldn't achieve the same sword spirit as the old man of sheepskin Qiu Li, he realized a sleeve between life and death against Tuoba Chunfalcon on the grassland. The blue dragon, the sword gas rolling on the dragon wall, is more and more genuine, and the figure is like a fish swimming at the tide head, facing the first batch of iron horses charging, Chunqiu is in hand, and one person and one horse are split in the middle, and then they run horizontally, ignoring the iron spear point. To kill, relying on the infuriating mirage, from the very beginning, he had the idea of ​​a long-term fight. Instead of insisting on killing, he would cut at the sight of the horse. The heavy cavalry was invincible in battle with horses, and the dismounting of horses and foot battles became a burden.

  

  The war horse charged like a tidal formation. Xu Fengnian killed the horse to break the tide. Suddenly a dozen riders turned on their backs. Forced by the second set of iron spears, they only retreated slightly and stopped. The qi turned, like the freehand splash of Dan Qing's hand, Mao Rou gritted his teeth while sitting high with a spear. As if only a few blinks of an eye, the Mao family devoted countless efforts and iron knights enough to pile up a hill of real gold and silver. Nearly 20 people have been killed in the battle. Remove the head, or the sword will crack the heavy armor, and there will be no whole body. This is almost the pain of getting rid of her muscles. She wants to step on the crotch of that handsome bastard, and then asks: "Do you know that it is easy for an old lady to raise these iron horses as it is to raise her own son? Easy! "

  

  Mao Rou quickly calmed down. Not to mention 500 knights killing one person, it is 300 knights, against the first-grade diamond stage, the latter will have to be consumed all the time, but there is an important prerequisite here, that That is, after one or two hundred people died, the formation was not chaotic, and the courage was not broken, so that they would not be killed and flee. For this, Mao Rou has a lot of confidence. These five hundred Jinwu cavalrymen are equivalent to Mao's personal soldiers. She has raised soldiers for thousands of days. She attaches great importance to actual combat and rewards and punishments. In the battle of A, the latter fought together with iron and light cavalry. Every time you return, not to mention the wine and the silver, as long as you dare to fight hard, even the oiran in the kiln in Dunhuang, Mao Rou has the courage to spend money to invite the army camp to fight. Reward it.

  

  Mao Rou, who was suffocated, let out a heavy breath and said viciously: "Sword-playing kid, after you die, grandma, I will use iron hoofs to smash your corpse!"

  

   Mao Rou said in a loud voice: "Don't give him a chance to breathe, hit him with a horse! Whoever stabbed the first shot, the old lady will reward him for all the famous oirans in the city, and play three. Three nights, until all three of your legs are weak! Whoever stabbed him to death first, the old lady will go into battle and blow a pipe to the **** who is lucky!"

  

   The Kingo Cavalry was blushing.

  

   Xu Fengnian has no expression on his face, takes the head with the sword in one hand, and kills the horse at close range with the other.

  

   Mao Rou looked at the thrilling unilateral strangulation in the battlefield, and sneered: "Take 30 steps, throw your spear and throw your spear, pick it up and come back later!"

  

   The semi-circular cavalry formation entangled with Xu Fengnian immediately retreated, and the second group of cavalry threw their spears in an instant. This is not as easy as an arrow a hundred steps away. It can become a heavy cavalry. Vulgar, so every shot can be called a heavy shot.

  

   Controlling the sword continuously, cutting the chaotic camp, Xu Fengnian grasped the middle section of two shoulder-to-shoulder iron guns, and turned them in his hands. The two guns were like mirror-faced bucklers. After that, Xu Fengnian held the iron spear and gave a throwback with both hands, and immediately two riders fell off their horses, and the iron armor was transparent!

  

  Mao Rou was shocking to see, but when the matter was over, she started to become numb, and her tone was cold and ordered: "Enclose him!"

  

   The cruel female general chuckled in a low voice: "I don't believe that you can do the Wu family's nine swords and break ten thousand knights two hundred years ago. How can one achieve a sword formation?"

  

  Mao Rou gave the five cavalry captains around him a look, and cast aside his chin.

  

   Wuqi began to charge his gun quietly.

  

   Sixty rides in a circle, try to avoid the scary flying sword, and then throw the spear at the same time 30 steps away.

  

   Xu Fengnian rounded both hands, spears and spears unexpectedly rotated with them, missed a stroke with his left hand, and sixty spears were fired in the opposite direction.

  

   Although these heavy cavalry are slower than the light cavalry when they are stationary, they are not straw piles. The removal of a dozen large arrows is too tricky, stabbing the cavalry to death and severely injuring the cavalry. The inner circle began to show signs of breaking, and the six captains of the cavalry captain who had reached the top of the King Wuwei by force rushed out in the gap, and at the same time threw out their spears, and then drew a reckless sword. One person was cut off by the Spring and Autumn Flying Sword. Half of his face, he fell to his death. The second horse still hit the terrifying swordsman’s chest straight and fiercely. It only made him slide a few steps back and stopped his figure. Fortunately, A rider hit it sideways before smashing it into flight, and another captain took the opportunity of a lifetime to slash it in the air!

  

   finally saw blood!

  

   The gang of stalwart Kingo Guard cavalry who have been fighting until now almost burst into tears.

  

   The sturdy Captain who slashed the scholar swordsman's shoulder was hot, and he wanted to push the milk-feeding energy to the blade, and cut off the young and ruthless man's shoulders, and he saw that there was no one. With his affectionate pair of feminine eyes, the next moment, he was broken with a knife, pulled off the horse, and broke his neck with both hands.

  

   Xu Fengnian dropped his **** head and body, and tugged at the corners of his mouth.

  

   Mao Rou said in a deep voice: "Tang Kang died in battle, and the pension is fifty taels of gold. His son is allowed to enter Mao's private school, and immediately after the crown, he will enter Jin Wuwei as the captain!"

  

  Mao Family Chongnuo!

  

   This is a gold-letter sign that is heavier than gold and silver. This is also the foundation for the Mao family to always occupy the high position of real power during the several ups and downs of Dunhuang City.

  

  The military spirit is united again.

  

   Xu Fengnian grabbed the Chunqiu Sword and began to run wildly, rushing straight towards the Mao family woman giving orders.

  

  The golden strands of the fetus and the consummate morning dew of the sword fetus finally came out of the sword bag.

  

   Wherever he went, a splash of blood bloomed between the necks of the cavalry on both sides.

  

   Mao Rou narrowed her eyes, this time she didn't go away.

  

   Two inconspicuous heavy-armored cavalry fell off their horses suddenly, armed with reckless knives, strode and confronted Xu Fengnian.

  

  Mao Rou clamps his horse belly and swims into a formation with a thick abdomen.

  

   She obviously did not hesitate to let the elite Mao clan hidden in the King Wuwei die to death, and she would slowly consume this swordsman who was born out of nowhere!

  

  ——————

  

   Outside the White Elephant Gate of Miyagi, there are many lords, and their ambitions are obvious. Mao Rui, the head of the Mao clan, was a lean old man who came in a sedan chair. The curtain was opened and there was a set of exquisite three-legged censer in the carriage. The incense burner was a three-legged porcelain incense burner made in the official kiln of the old Southern Tang Dynasty. Colorful, it is a famous Southern Tang Dynasty artifact, one inch of porcelain and one inch of gold. The incense box is a sugarcane box. It contains a piece of ambergris, a pure white treasure that has only appeared in the sea for a hundred years. The chopstick bottle contains a few golden small chopsticks and silver incense shovel. Two enchanting young women kneeling on the side with low eyebrows. Pleasing to the eye, light incense.

  

   Mao Rui squinted his eyes, his face seemed serene, but his eyes were particularly hot. He looked at the gate of the city, with one hand reaching into the neckline, and pressing it on the maid’s breast. The other hand was not idle, separated by The exquisite Xishu satin, stroking another maid’s buttocks-petal, Mao Rui watched that woman with his own eyes over the years, little by little beside the city lord, transformed from a girl into a charming girl, and then grew into a national color. Tianxiang's mature woman did not covet her figure overnight, especially the unique body fragrance on her body.

  

   The scent of the carriage permeated, and even an old man riding a horse ten steps away could clearly smell it, but apparently the old sabre old man, who was not convinced by the old, did not appreciate it. He smelled the scent coming from his nose, a little bored, he He was the last seasoned general in Jinxi Prefecture. He was called Lu Wu. He was familiar with bow and horses. When he was young and strong, he was one of the top riding and archers in the Jinxi Army. Mao Rui, in fact, couldn't look at it. He stretched out his hand and waved his fragrance, Lu Wu slandered something old and rude. Although Lu Wu did not master five hundred cavalry like the Mao family, he also had a large number of elite private soldiers. The old man was famous in Dunhuang for raising fakes. There were two hundred private soldiers, of which the fakes accounted for half. Two hundred, a few of his fakes are indispensable. According to the secret agreement, afterwards, sat down to divide the results. The baby girl and the two or three hundred palace ladies belonged to Mao Rui, the old female embryo. He wanted the hundreds of armors hidden in the palace to collect and search. All the secrets of entering the Tibetan Scripture Pavilion were taken over by a running dog in Murong Baoding, Orange Prefecture. This disgraceful usurpation was considered to be everyone's contribution and each taking what they needed, saving you from having to wait for the uneven distribution of the spoils. There was a smoky nest fight.

  

   When they saw the group of splendid sleeves appearing at the gate of the city, everyone couldn’t help but hold their breath. It was an old fox like Mao Rui, who subconsciously stopped kneading the tender meat, exerting a slight force. The painful maid was sweating coldly, her small hand shook, and she who was holding a golden shovel accidentally shoveled the ambergris block and scraped off a few more spices. Mao Rui's eyes fixed on the woman in brocade clothes with a more seductive figure, and a dry hand, like old pine, grabbed the maidservant's hair and pressed it on the incense burner. The maid was screamed and burnt. After Rui slowly let go, he ignored the shabby maid shivering in the corner.

  

   Except for the big men like them, the five hundred Jinwu guards outside the palace are even more tense, with a batch of two hundred riders, but there are thirty golden soldiers sitting in town. The other group is dominant, with 300 people, and many of them are mixed with fake and dead men of the Lu family.

  

   There are more than a hundred quack people who have been lured by the Mao family with a lot of money. Half are local forces in Dunhuang City, and half are desperadoes who have recently infiltrated from outside the city.

  

   These people gathered in a dense crowd, and the momentum was not small.

  

  Tao Yong is recognized as a vicious dog under Murong Baoding. His power in Dunhuang is only the end, mainly because he has only infiltrated for a short time, only five or six years. It is not comparable to the three Maojia and Yuwen Duanmu. A large family that has slowly built up power over the years, but many famous heroes in the city are under his account, and there are more than a dozen Murong pro-armies who have made the foundation, which should not be underestimated. This time he has exhausted his talents and has an appetite. Small, as long as there are dozens of secret books in the Tibetan Scripture Pavilion, so there is a place. He never rode a horse, just walked, and said loudly: "The surname Yan, you secretly killed the city lord. You have been secretive for two years, and your scheming is so vicious. Isn't it worthy of the ancestors and ancestors?!"

  

   Sweet Potato, the temporary lord of the Purple Golden Palace, smiled, and simply said one word, "Kill."

  

  Kingo guard cavalry began an endless **** internal friction.

  

  When the Lu family fake son, Tao Yong's direct line, and the reckless husband were all thrown into the battlefield, all the golden soldiers were killed in the battle, and then to see that woman is still an understatement and waved her hand, even the palace maids and the old eunuchs all got started. Before the blood river. Mao Rui couldn't bear it, got out of the carriage, came to Lu Wu's side, and asked in a deep voice, "Is the Yuwen Duanmu family really not going to help that little baby?"

  

   Lu Wu, who has a close marriage with those two big clans, shook his head and said: "Never~IndoMTL.com~The only thing that needs to be careful is to make up for the fault."

  

   Mao Rui breathed a sigh of relief, and sneered: "Don't worry, there is an old man's spy in Mending Quetai, and he will definitely not intervene this time. As long as Yuwen Duanmu doesn't mess up the water, the old man doesn't mind giving them some leftovers. "

  

   Lu Wu gave a cold snort.

  

   Tao Yong looked at the coquettish woman with some pity, "There are only so many people on the table in Dunhuang City. Even if you still have some back players, you won't be able to turn the tide of the battle. You need to know that there will be five hundred cavalry entering the city soon! Hey! , It’s a pity that this pair of fleshy sacs is really cheap and old stuff named Mao."

  

   a single figure of sweet potato, standing in front of the empty palace gate.

  

   stretched out a finger, and wiped his natural scarlet red lips.

  

   She smiled sincerely, but unfortunately there was no heavy snow, otherwise she would have died completely white.

  

   Just when the sweet potato was about to kill people, the crowd gradually separated.

  

   Five hundred riders never had a rider into the city, only one man in a blood-clothed back with a sword dragged a sword into the city.

  

   is bright red, and I can no longer see the original color of the shirt.

  

   He carried a woman's head in his hand.

  

   The young man with a sword and a knife threw out his head, wiped his blood stained face, and said, "This lady seems to be called Mao Rou. If he kills me, he will give him a flute, and I will kill him. It confuses her mouth, I can't do that job in this life."

  

   Then he pointed to Sweet Potato, "She is Lao Tzu's woman, who wants to kill her, come, ask me first."

  


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