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Volume 5: The Eight Parts of the Dragon Chapter 355 The Sound of the Piano

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    Chapter 355 The Sound of the Piano

    Princess Danyang hurriedly asked: "Sir, what are you going to Xixia for?"

    Fang Xueqing also tilted her head to look at him. She didn't know what kind of medicine he was selling in the gourd, but she was ready to take action. Her gentle and jade-like face showed excitement.

    She felt wonderful, her internal energy was rolling, as vast as the water of a river, tumbling and surging in her meridians, roaring, and her whole body was full of strength, as if she could punch a hole in the sky. She was just trying to see if she could go to Xixia to cause trouble.  ,It could not be better.

    Xiao Yuesheng smiled and said: "I heard that Xixia sent troops, I will go to find out the truth."

    "I'll go too!" Princess Danyang said hurriedly.

    Xiao Yuesheng waved his hand: "Princess, Xueqing and I used Qinggong to rush. The speed is too fast and your body can't bear it. You can go there next time when you have a chance."

    "But" Princess Danyang was unwilling to give in and stared at him with pleading eyes.

    Xiao Yuesheng was unmoved, turned to Wang Yuyan and said, "Yuyan, be careful. When you go out, bring more people with you."

    "Yeah." Wang Yuyan nodded.

    The Xixia military camp is built on the mountain. Looking around, the tents are like white clouds, spreading out endlessly.

    Here, there are only a few thousand regular troops.

    The main army of Xixia has three supporting soldiers per person, who are responsible for miscellaneous tasks and all trivial matters, while the main army only needs to mount their horses and fight. It seems that there are nearly ten thousand people.

    "These Xixia soldiers are the famous Iron Kites, composed of the sons of party nobles. They are the elite Xixia soldiers, one is worth ten.

    Thousands of miles away, thousands of miles, and then suddenly, if the electric shock was flying, it was the true portrayal of the iron dumplings, and it was prestigious.

    This time, thousands of iron kites gathered at the border, preparing to raid the Song Dynasty. They had been waiting here for three days and they were already ready to make a move.

    Ximu Quming was a small leader of Xixia Tieyaozi. He had fifty people under his command and killed more than twenty people. He had great military exploits and was quite famous.

    He was born into a noble family and had noble blood. He was tall and strong, like an iron tower. When he was riding on a horse, he seemed to be able to crush the horse, which was worrying.

    In the early morning of this day, he opened the curtain and walked out of the tent. Two people immediately came forward to wait on him. They looked at him with reverence and said in a deep voice: "Little leader!"

    Ximu Quming waved her hand, her leopard-like eyes gleaming coldly: "Is there any movement on the other side?"

    "General, the Song people are cowardly and dare not start the war first!" A handsome young man said respectfully, showing a look of disdain.

    "Strict sealing, don't dare to be careless. Song people are also very tough men. If you are not careful, you may suffer hardship and lose your life!"

    "Yes, little leader!" The handsome young man nodded respectfully.

    Xi Mu Qu Ming shook her head, looking at his expression, she obviously didn't listen. These words can only be remembered through personal experience and bloody lessons.

    However, at that time, whether he can survive or not depends on God¡¯s will!

    The sound of horse hooves sounded, and a knight galloped towards him. When he came close, he reined in his horse. The horse stood up, scraped its front hooves in the air a few times, and made a light hiss.

    The knight on the horse sat firmly, as if rooted on the horse. When his front hooves fell, he jumped off the horse and knelt down in front of Ximu Quming: "Little leader Ximu, the leader has an order!"

    As he spoke, he raised a black iron sign with both hands.

    "Say!" Ximu said in a deep voice with a calm expression.

    "In an hour, five golden drums will sound, and we will launch a surprise attack!" The knight spoke in a stern tone. After finishing speaking, he got up and mounted his horse and galloped away without waiting for Xi Mu to speak.

    "Little leader, we can finally fight!" The two soldiers were overjoyed and looked at the knight's back: "We can perform meritorious deeds again, rob women, rob weapons, and rob money!"

    "Well, you go and get ready!" Xi Mu bowed her hands and waved her hands, her face was sullen and she didn't say anything, and she didn't show any joy.

    As the young leader of the Iron Kites, he is often in the vanguard and fights with Song soldiers. He has a deep understanding that Song soldiers are getting stronger and stronger, and it is very difficult to deal with them.

    " Unlike in the past, when they could just mount their horses and rob, they were vulnerable to a single blow. Now the Song soldiers were very brutal when killing people, and they were all brave and fearless of death!

    An hour passed in the blink of an eye, and Ximu named fifty of his men, all of whom jumped on their horses and formed a square formation behind him.

    They were located among several tents, and outsiders could not see the void. They remained motionless, and the armored horses were also motionless, as if they knew they were about to enter the battlefield. They occasionally paved their front hooves and flicked their tails twice to show their nervousness and irritability.  .

    "The expressions of these knights on horseback are calm, and there is a hint of excitement. They are proud of death and are not afraid of death. However, if they dare to fight and grab money and beautiful women, they can stand up in an instant.

    "boom!"There was a muffled sound, like a muffled thunder exploding in the sky, which was caused by the golden drum.

    The eyes of all the knights suddenly lit up, showing excitement. Their bodies tensed up slightly and they stared not far ahead, like wolves staring at meat.

    "Bang!" There was another muffled sound.

    All the knights drew out their scimitars and wiped them carefully in front of them. The light of the swords flickered in the sun. It was so cold that the surrounding temperature seemed to have dropped a bit.

    "Bang!" There was another muffled sound, already the third time.

    The knights were breathing rapidly and their bodies were tense. They raised their scimitars and leaned forward slightly, making a sprinting gesture.

    "Zheng" Suddenly a sound of piano came, replacing the sound of drums. The knights couldn't help but were startled. They turned their heads and looked at the people around them, looking at each other.

    The sound of the piano is not high, but it curls up, condenses and does not disperse. It floats directly into the ears, clear and calm, as if it is a wave of sea water, slowly pushing to the shore.

    "Bang!" Another golden drum sound sounded, reaching the fourth sound.

    The faint sound of the piano came together with the sound of the golden drum. Although it was not as dull, it was difficult to cover up and it still reached the ears of every knight clearly.
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