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- The sun rises over the East China Sea with a brilliant glow.
Between heaven and earth, outside the northwest wall, the sun is like a tidal wave, slowly advancing from east to west, bringing infinite light.
A Xu Ziwang flag on top of Jubei City and a large flag in the center of Beimang Camp outside the city were illuminated by the sun almost at the same time.
???????????????????????????????????????????????????????????????????????????????????Out of the Beimang City, His Royal Highness the Prince of Beimang was riding a sweaty horse, wearing gorgeous golden armor, looking towards the southern city head, full of contentment and a smile on his face.
Under the royal flag at the top of the city, there was a drum beating platform that was more than ten feet higher than the horse walking path at the top of the city. A young woman dressed in plain clothes climbed up the steps and stood in front of a big cowhide drum. She picked up the He took the sword case off his back and slammed it on the ground, then took a step forward, seemed to hesitate for a moment, finally took a deep breath, picked up the drumstick, and held it tightly. Those veterans of Jubeicheng who had experienced the Spring and Autumn War were uncontrollably excited when they saw this scene.
Perhaps today's Beiliang frontier army, the most powerful Beiliang cavalry, the real backbone, already belongs to Li Mofan, Liu Yanchao, Ning Emei and other illustrious military generals in their prime. It won't even take long before the military power will be transferred to Yu Luan Dao. In the hands of younger generals such as Cao Wei, Kou Jianghuai and Xie Xiqiao,
This is like a person's birth, old age, illness and death, which cannot be resisted, but in the hearts of the old people in Beiliang, especially the old soldiers who have personally experienced the Battle of Xilebi in the Spring and Autumn Dingding Battle, they still have the most vivid memories of the big drum and the plain white clothes. new. For this brand-new city that stands at the gate of the country in the northwest, the most important thing next to the hanging of the plaque is not the official completion of the general's residence, but the construction of a platform and drum, which is quite unbelievable to outsiders!
This big drum comes from the Qingliang Mountain treasury and has been treasured by the Xu family for many years. Even the drumsticks have a long history. The big drum was made during the West Barrier War. After Xu Xiao was massacred and made king in the northwest, he followed the Xu family's army. Enter Beiliang together. Since ancient times, military strategists have heard the sound of drums and heard the sound of gold. This is also the reason for beating drums to ring gold. According to the Yin Yang School of the Qin Dynasty, spring, summer, long autumn, harvest, and winter storage are natural cycles. The drum is made of wood, which symbolizes the movement of Qi. It is the growth of hair, so it is used to beat drums and go into battle, while autumn belongs to gold and should be restrained, so it is used in military affairs to symbolize the withdrawal of troops. The Central Plains heard that after the Xu family in the northwest withdrew from the Central Plains and went to the border, the barbarians in Northern Liang began to have a tradition of "behind the Western Barrier, the Xu family did not hear the sound of gold and only beat drums." No matter how majestic and elite our army is, it is impossible to truly fight without retreating. It must be an exaggeration.
The drum is still the big cowhide drum, but the woman is not the same woman as before, but the sword box is still the same, the white clothes are still the same, and the beautiful city is still the same.
The woman turned her head and looked at the walking path. The slender figure was slowly walking towards the middle of the city, to the top of the city gate where the plaque was hung. He was wearing the lord's python robe from the Lingzhou Golden Thread Weaving Bureau. Under the sunlight, That black gold python robe is shining brightly.
As if sensing the woman¡¯s gaze, the young man turned his head and looked back, smiling at her.
The stunning woman who was originally a little uneasy suddenly felt at peace, and her peace of mind was in my hometown. She had never told him that as long as he could be seen within her sight, she would feel at ease.
She glanced down at the red sandalwood sword box at her feet, then slowly raised her head, her eyes becoming determined. She held the drumsticks in both hands, ready to beat the drum. Now she wanted to be like the female swordsman named Wu back then, and she would do it in one go. For Beiliang and Northwest, to build up his momentum.
At the top of the city, the Beimang Captain, after shouting that no one in Beiliang dared to fight, laughed even louder, leaned back slightly, and looked up at the city head of Jubei City. The mood of this burly man from the grassland Arrogant and arrogant, looking at Zixiong, he really regarded the clank and iron armor of the city as if it were nothing.
But when he saw the python robe of the Liyang Domain King appearing directly above the city gate, he couldn't help but tighten the reins of his horse, sit up straight, and subconsciously pressed the handle of the Mang Dao with one hand.
He did not immediately stop his horse and leave when he saw the situation, but just looked upright and brightly at the legendary King of Liyang with different surnames, the ten thousand captain of Longyao Prefecture with 400,000 prairie cavalry as his backing. Although there was some vague panic in his heart, his natural ardent pursuit of power suppressed that fear. He knew extremely well that his words about the two armies confronting each other today were destined to spread throughout Jubei City and beyond, and would soon spread throughout the two capitals on the grassland. In Hebeiliang Pass, it even reached the ears of His Majesty the Emperor, as well as the ears of the young king of Liyang in Tai'an City. Even if he hasn't gone into battle to kill the enemy, this is already a huge military achievement, which will definitely reach the heavens, and no one can cover it up. If he can say a few words to the young King of Xinliang, it will help him become famous in both dynasties, so He calmed down his thoughts, deliberately moved his horse in a circle, pointed the whip at the city head, and shouted with all his strength, knowingly and knowingly: "Are you Xu Fengnian?!"
It¡¯s a pity that the young man¡¯s eyes were on Beimang Camp, as if he was looking for something, and he didn¡¯t even pay attention to this man who made his first attack in just a few words.The captain of ten thousand in the pocket.
The captain of Beimang, who was asking for trouble, was about to continue his provocation. Unexpectedly, with a wave of the golden armored knight under the big gun, the Beimang army sounded horns one after another, and the siege of the city started like this. Opening ceremony.
The dark Beimang infantry took the lead and began to move forward slowly, like locusts crossing the border, from north to south.
Looking north from the top of Jubei City, among the dense swarms of locusts, there are 2,300 catapults of different sizes. Under the busy supervision of the Southern Dynasty weapons supervisory officials, they finally took root everywhere and formed an arc. , with Jubeicheng as the center of the arc. There are six types of Beimang catapults. There are giant catapults that need to be pulled by more than 200 people, and there are also small catapults that can be successfully driven by twenty or thirty strong people. Compared with Beimang catapults, The Battle of Hutou City was the first time that Che appeared on a large scale. This time in the attack on Jubei City, not only the total number of catapults was more shocking, but also the majority of large catapults. This naturally meant that Jubei City had to endure even more terrifying "Tiannu" battles. "Scattered flowers", that pouring rain can only stop until Beimang has exhausted the boulder reserves of the two peaks.
Among the locust swarms, there are also bed crossbows specially made by the weapons supervisors of the Southern Dynasties. Different from the bed crossbows that are mostly used as weapons for city defense in the Central Plains, Beimang naturally has the advantage of cavalry. Arrow nails as thick as iron spears were shot into the city wall, making it easier for the siege infantry to climb up and cling to them.
The daredevils, who were hailed as worthless soldiers by the Beimang border troops, were similar to the elite infantrymen of the Southern Dynasties. They would hide among the siege infantry. They would not attack by setting up ladders or towering buildings with obvious targets. At the top of the city, instead of giving up the shield, he only wore light leather armor and held a sword in his mouth. With the arrows inserted into the city wall, he straightened his body like a mountain ape and quickly climbed up and swayed up. As a surprise force, one after another, Raid the city defenders.
??The Beimang army pressed forward. In addition to the most distinctive and eye-catching royal flag, the grassland flags were also fluttering in the wind and making a hunting sound.
His Royal Highness the Prince of Beimang suddenly frowned, because on the side of the magnificent horse under his crotch, a stocky and dull man suddenly appeared. He did not wear iron armor or a sword, and only had a sword hanging around his waist. Cloth bag.
His Highness the Crown Prince, who was personally conducting the imperial expedition, slightly bent down, like a courteous corporal of a celebrity from the Central Plains, and asked with a pleasant smile: "Master Deng, why do you show up so soon? Is it possible that there are still people in Beiliang who can fight all the way here?"
The man with a broken spearhead hidden in his bag remained silent.
In just three or four years, Beimang's martial arts masters were in disarray, and they were in a bleak situation. The leader of the Daode Sect, who subdued a young unicorn with his supreme magical power, had ascended and passed away. Wu Raccoon Dog died in the hands of King Xinliang, Hong Jingyan of Qi Jian Yue Mansion died in Longyan'er Plain, the Tongren Master was missing, Gongzhu Fen Xiao Niang and Tie Qi'er and other great masters all died in Beiliang Pass, Beimang Demonic Path The first people in Luoyang and Huyan Pass have long been hidden from the world. It is said that they are watching indifferently in the Jianghu of the Central Plains. Today, there are only a handful of Beimang masters. Except for Tuoba Bodhisattva, who is still standing, Zhong Liang, the second head of the Zhong family, defected to the army. Only this man named Deng can hold up the overall situation.
So he was arranged by Li Mibi, the leader of the Beimang Spider Web, to stay with His Royal Highness in case of any unexpected events. After all, this young man with bright golden armor is the nominal commander of Beimang's 400,000-strong army.
The reason why Deng Mao, the broken spear hidden in the dark, appears is very simple.
He knew that the white-clothed devil who had made the entire grassland bow his head in the past had arrived, and was about to enter the battlefield!
Deng Mao knows the depth of her cultivation better than anyone else.
The commander of Beimang knew that he should retreat no matter what, and the army behind him would soon launch a volley at Jubeicheng to cover the rapid advance of the siege infantry.
But at this moment, the burly military general who was about to turn his horse around felt a breeze blowing beside him. He turned his head in shock and found that the young man wearing a python robe was standing on the side of the horse under his crotch. The enemy and we were both facing the city. The first person turned his back to the city, and the world-famous young man looked quietly at the grassland army.
No one could have imagined that this dignified vassal king would risk his own life and leave the city. The heartbroken Beimang Ten Thousand Chiefs were dumbfounded and said in a trembling voice: "Why did you leave the city?! Xu Fengnian, how dare you"
Before the Captain of Ten Thousands could finish speaking, the war horse under his crotch seemed to have been crushed by a mountain, and its legs were broken due to the overwhelming weight. The horse's belly slammed to the ground. The young vassal king waved his hand, and the body of the Captain of Ten Thousands involuntarily moved towards He slid away at an angle, and finally his head was held in the palm of the young feudal king's hand, and he gently threw it forward. Suddenly, the body of the cavalryman, bleeding from all his orifices, was thrown dozens of feet away, and he died on the spot.
On top of the city walls of Jubei City, women were beating drums.
This is probably the first time Beiliang has visited this world.Sound.
Following the sound of drums, when Xu Fengnian appeared outside the city, figures one after another were like meteors, falling on the ground outside Jubei City, standing on the same line as the young vassal king, standing towards the north.
Located on the left side of the young vassal king is a middle-aged swordsman who rushed to Beiliang from Western Shu and one of the four great masters of martial arts, Deng Tai'a.
He put his hands behind his back, hung two swords at his waist, and the strong wind blew on his face. This peach blossom sword god, who has been traveling around the world all year round because of his plain appearance, but has never been discovered by anyone, finally revealed the style of a swordsman who is unique in the world of swordsmanship. .
On the right side of the young vassal king, dressed in white, he is the demon Luoyang who has the dual identity of the great idea of ??Princess Beimang's tomb and the leader of Zhulu Mountain in Liyang.
She did not turn to look at Xu Fengnian, but looked straight ahead and said calmly: "You broke your appointment."
The young feudal lord smiled and said nothing.
Xu Yanbing held an iron gun and landed heavily on Deng Tai'a's left side, and said softly: "I never thought I would have the opportunity to fight side by side with the Peach Blossom Sword God in this life."
Deng Tai'a replied succinctly: "I am also very lucky."
A purple dress floated to the ground, she lightly stomped her feet, and the knot at the hem of her skirt was gently loosened.
Xuanyuan Qingfeng smiled with relief, like an innocent secular woman. This was the first time for this amazingly talented and beautiful woman to be so relaxed after the accident on the snowy plain.
After this battle, if you and I owe each other nothing, then we will never see each other again.
Xu Ying, in red robe, landed beside Luoyang in white clothes. He turned around and smiled brightly, looking at her and him with joy on his face.
After the white-robed and white-haired Sui Xiegu landed on the ground, he raised his one arm and twisted his snow-white eyebrows with his two fingers. This old man who had eaten countless famous swords in the world still did not wear a sword and just let out a breath.
The cup of wine fills the sun and the moon, and the breath destroys the five mountains.
The blind female violinist Xue Songguan stood holding the piano, her head tilted slightly, and she pressed her two fingers together gently on the strings, ready to trigger.
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Wu Liuding, the contemporary sword crown of the Wu Family Sword Tomb, looked at the Beimang army in front of him, and said with a smile: "Compared to the battles our Wu family ancestors encountered back then, it is much bigger. I will brag about it to Wen Busheng in the future. After going through this, I have seen strong winds and waves."
The sword attendant Cuihua, who had been closing her eyes to show others, turned her head and opened her eyes to look at the city. She glanced at the woman in white who was beating the drum like thunder. After she looked away, she whispered: "Am I uglier and have a bad temper?" some?"
Wu Liuding was stunned for a moment, then grinned and said: "Cuihua! Ever since I ate your sauerkraut, you are the number one good match for me, Wu Liuding, in this life! It's a must!"
Not far away, Wudang Master Yu Xingrui, who was carrying a mahogany sword on his back, laughed loudly when he heard this, "You kid, you have a bit of the demeanor of that poor junior fellow apprentice."
On the other side, the master of swordsmanship Mao Shulang, the old Confucian scholar Cheng Baishuang and the chief guest of Southern Xinjiang Dragon Palace Ji Liuan stood side by side.
Mao Shulang closed his eyes and rested his mind, his palm pressed against the handle of the knife at his waist.
Ji Liuan squinted his eyes and looked to the north, as calm as the Beimang army coming from the flood.
Cheng Baishuang, who is only one step away from the realm of Confucian sage, put one hand behind his back, raised his beard with the other, looked at the sky and murmured to himself: "Sir, who said that our generation of scholars have no courage?"
On the far left, Wei Miao, the first person in Nanzhao, has his arms folded across his chest, and beside him is Chai Qingshan, the leader of the Dongyue Jianchi Sect.
Wei Miao asked in a poor Central Plains official accent: "Sect Master Chai, I heard that the scenery of Dongyue Jianchi is very beautiful?"
Chai Qingshan nodded and said with a smile: "It's not as steep and remote as your Hundred Thousand Mountains, but it's also unique. If Mr. Wei has the opportunity to visit me in Dongyue Jianchi in the future, I will definitely bring out the three jars of homemade apricot flower wine to entertain the guests!" "
On the far right, the groom and his junior brother Lou Huang each have swords on their waists. The swords they carry are Shudao Fuji, one of the top ten famous swords in the world, while the swords they carry are just ordinary Beiliang swords.
Lou Huang said seriously: "Don't forget the promise."
The groom laughed it off.
Outside the Northwest Pass, above the first line.
Eighteen people.
Among the Beimang army, Chun Nabo Tuoba Qiyun and the imperial relative Qi Yeludong looked at each other in bed, and the latter finally said: "Is this okay? Is Beiliang considered a death struggle?"
Tuoba Qiyun turned his head and looked to the south, and said slowly without answering the question: "Deng Mao, the Broken Spear beside His Royal Highness, plus your second uncle Zhong Liang, and Murong Baoding, the festival commander of Orange Prefecture, these are the three martial arts masters. Even if Spider Web Li Mibi still has some backup, it still seems to be a little stretched."
Yelu Dongtong twitched the corner of his mouth, "Will your father be absent from such an exciting grandmaster battle?"
Tuoba Qiyun had some regret in his eyes, shook his head and sighed: "My dad doesn'tI once said I would come here in person, but maybe I really missed it. "
Yelu Dongtong curled his lips, waved his horsewhip lightly, and said lazily: "That is really the biggest regret in life."
At this moment, a burly figure appeared out of thin air in the open space between the two riders, with arms reaching to the knees. There was a faint golden light flowing rapidly throughout the body, like a golden dragon python emerging from the clouds.
The visitor said expressionlessly: "You two should retreat ten miles immediately."
Without saying a word, Tuoba Qiyun, who was honored as Beimang Chunbo, turned his horse and ran towards the north.
Even someone as rebellious as Yelu Dongbed, after hearing this man¡¯s unreasonable words, followed Tuoba Qiyun and retreated without hesitation.
When this figure appeared in the Beimang army, Deng Mao, who was guarding the prince of Beimang, Zhong Liang, the devil who was on par with the general Zhong's magical powers, and Murong Baoding, the season commander who was at the front line of the army, were the three most powerful people in Beimang. The top experts all trembled in unison.
This man stood on the same spot, as motionless as a mountain. Although he was on the flat ground, his majesty was as majestic as Kunlun, the ancestral dragon of the mountains in the world.
??Above the North City, a drum sounded the loudest.
The young vassal king, dressed in a python robe with swaying sleeves, then muttered silently, "Kill!"
The remaining seventeen Central Plains Grandmasters silently recited the word "kill" at the same time.
While the strong infantry formation on the middle road of Beimang advanced steadily forward, a team of 5,000 elite cavalrymen stood out on each side of the left and right wings, their horses' hooves moving like thunder.
The two cavalry troops, who were skilled in cavalry and archery, cooperated with the infantry in the middle, and were responsible for intensive shooting at the head of Jubei City to block the crossbows that suppressed the city, allowing the siege infantry to quickly advance to the city.
??????????????????????????????????????: The front line of the Eighteen Grandmasters, located at the outermost buildings on the left and right, namely Lou Huangyu Groom and Wei Miao, Chai Qingshan. The four Central Plains Martial Arts Grandmasters divided their troops into two groups, each calmly swept forward and blocked the cavalry's charge route.
On the route of Beimang's army advancing rapidly, because the eighteen people came out of the city to resist the enemy, the crossbows that were originally supposed to be behind the arrows and catapults, but the huge arrows that shot through the air sharply, actually went ahead. Appearing on the battlefield, it was as if the swords from the land swordsmen were all fired at the dozens of masters blocking their way.
In the field of vision of the contemporary sword crown of the Wu family, which swept forward the fastest, two black spots appeared in an instant. He laughed and said: "In terms of the art of controlling the sword, who can compete with my Wu family sword tomb?!"
While talking and laughing, the young man continued to move forward sideways, stretching out his arms with five fingers like hooks. The two crossbow arrows that originally stabbed his shoulders almost at the same time were held by him one after the other. They were as thick as spears. With huge inertia, the arrow violently rubbed against the rich energy between the five fingers of the young sword crown, bursting out bursts of incredible lightning and flint. Wu Liuding's figure was dragged back ten steps by two arrows of human length. The feet slid out of the flying dust on the ground, and finally the virtual grip turned into a real grip. Each of the five fingers of both hands clenched a powerful arrow, twisted it, spun around in a circle, and shouted "Give it back to you"! Throwing the two "long swords" in his hands at a speed not inferior to the previous one, they flew through the air and pierced through the six or seven shield-holding infantrymen in two rows in one breath. Their corpses were strung together like candied haws.
The young Jian Guan did not give up. He stood with his feet in front and back, put his fingers together, and pulled back, "The seventh posture of nourishing qi in the sword tomb, the wild geese are crossing back!"
The two fierce arrows that broke the formation and killed the enemy were instantly pulled out and flew back to the young sword crown. Swordsman Cuihua, who was beside Wu Liuding, drew out the ancient sword Su Wang, and slashed forward casually, splitting a powerful and heavy arrow in half. It flew in vain behind her shoulders less than a foot away, and slumped to the ground. Twenty feet away on the ground.
The female sword attendant who once again stood side by side with the sword crown frowned and said softly: "When you move, you move. Making a sound in front of the enemy is a taboo in the sword tomb to nourish the spirit. It is the most harmful to ventilation."
The young swordsman shouted softly, "Let's go!" After throwing the two arrows forward again, he turned to her with a bright smile and said: "I always feel that fighting alone does not show the style of a master."
Sword Attendant Cuihua smiled helplessly, walked forward slowly, raised her hand and swung her sword again, and cut a huge arrow in two from the right side towards the city.
A crossbow arrow came towards Daxue Ping Ziyi. She tiptoed slightly and gracefully jumped up. When she landed, she happened to step on the middle of the arrow. The tail end of the arrow suddenly dropped and touched the ground. The arrow tilted up and continued. It slid hard to the south until it came to a complete stop.
Xuanyuan Qingfeng just stood on top of the arrow. He shifted his gaze slightly and saw a scarlet red robe that was deliberately blocking the young feudal king in front of the python robe. It was flying like a butterfly. Wherever it passed, there were branches. The rainbow-like arrow was like an egg striking a stone, instantly shattering and turning into powder.
An arrow was not able to accurately hit the sword-eating ancestor, but just passed by, but it was boring.Sui Xiegu still took the initiative to stretch out his one arm and put his palm against the arrow. The old man's arm did not move at all, but the latter was broken inch by inch.
Dozens of crossbow arrows that slipped through the net passed through the gap between the masters and shot towards the city head by chance.
????????????? The blind female luther player who was unknowingly behind all the masters suddenly stood up and put the guqin in front of her. Under the control of the Qi of a woman who could rank among the top three in mystical attainments in the world, the guqin hung in the air and stopped. With his eyes closed, the piano master listened to the sound of the wind between heaven and earth. His thumb gently touched the strings, and the speed of his fingers on the strings became faster and faster. Every time the strings trembled, there was no sound, but around Xue Songguan, there was no sound. There is bound to be an arrow that explodes in the air for no reason.
After the crossbow fired, there was a suffocating banging sound in the army on Beimang Middle Road, and a wave of heavy black rain immediately rose from the ground.
Standing on the arrow, Huishan Ziyi gently raised his chin, his eyes following the majestic arrow rain that was getting closer and closer under the black clouds.
At this moment, in the ears of everyone including Xuanyuan Qingfeng, the unique hoarse voice of the blind female piano master Xue Songguan sounded, "You don't need to worry about what's going on above your heads."
Then an old Confucian scholar Cheng Baishuang smiled and said: "Let me help Miss Xue."
This scholar of the old Southern Tang Dynasty, who was appointed to become a Taoist and Confucian saint at Xiaolianhua Peak in Wudang Mountain, closed his eyes, listened to the clear sound of the piano from behind, and murmured: "Among all instruments, the virtue of the piano is the best, so since ancient times Since then, scholars have not taken away the qin for no reason. I never thought that Cheng would not play the qin for twenty years."
Xue Songguan faced the overwhelming wave of arrows that were pouring towards the north city. She took a deep breath and pressed the strings with both hands for the first time. When she tried her best to pluck the strings, Cheng Baishuang shouted loudly: "The great sound! The sound! No joy!"
Tens of thousands of Beimang arrows were stagnant in the sky outside Jubei City, responding to the voices of the Confucian saints of the Southern Tang Dynasty and the strings of the Western Shu harpists.
Xue Songguan bent his little finger, hooked a string, and suddenly broke it.
The group of arrows that suddenly hovered in the air outside the city all shattered and fell straight down.
A trace of scarlet oozed from the corners of Xue Songguan's expressionless face.
Now Cheng Baishuang, who was extremely sensitive to human emotions, turned around to look at the blind female violinist, who had always had her eyes closed, gently shaking her head, signaling to the old Confucian scholar that she was fine.
Although these martial arts masters from Beiliang and Liyang were blocking the front of the army, the infantry formation in the middle of Beimang still moved forward steadily according to the established strategy, especially the shield-holding infantry in front. Almost everyone regarded death as if they were home, and was determined to die.
In less than a hundred steps, Beimang's heavy-armored infantry could already clearly see the romantic figures who climbed to the top of the martial arts, the young King Liang wearing the python robe of King Liyang, and the bright red man next to him. Robe, and the white-clothed Luoyang not far away from the young vassal king, was the most notorious demonic figure on the grassland, as well as the middle-aged swordsman who had not yet made a move from beginning to end, and the gun-wielding man slightly behind.
This group of people are relatively in the middle, and there are several people on the left and right moving forward slowly.
The contemporary sword crown of the Wu Family Sword Tomb carries a crossbow arrow on its shoulder, with both hands lazily resting on the arrow body. Beside him, the sword attendant Cuihua holds Su Wang, and his sleeves are filled with sword energy.
On the other side, Mao Shulang finally slowly pulled out the sword from the sheath. The name of the sword was "Da Zhuo". Ji Liuan held the sword in front of him. He flicked the sword lightly with his fingers, and the sound was as clear as the cry of a young phoenix.
"A few dozen steps behind the young vassal king are the three masters of Huishan Xuanyuan Qingfeng, Sword-eating Sui Xiegu and Wudang Yu Xingrui.
The two cavalry armies protruding from the two wings of the infantry formation on Beimang Middle Road suffered an interception that was absolutely unimaginable in advance, which was absurd and tragic.
To the groom and Lou Huang.
Chai Qingshan and Wei Miao.
Both of them blocked five thousand Beimang Jingqi each.
The cavalry on the battlefield clashes with the masters of the martial arts, and they have the same purpose, that is, they pay attention to the whole process. So what will happen when the cavalry on the battlefield confront the masters of the martial arts, and neither side is willing to retreat?
At that time and place, the Sword Emperor of Western Shu once wielded his sword alone and challenged the Xu family's cavalry outside the palace gate. In the end, he was trampled to pieces by the cavalry.
At this time, there are four people doing this.
Chai Qingshan and Wei Miao did not communicate with each other verbally, so they chose to go one behind the other. If the former needed to take a breath, he would retreat boldly, and the master behind would take advantage of the situation and move forward to take up the position.
There is a contemporary sect master of Dongyue Jianchi, the first person in the southeast of Liyang Dynasty, and the leader of the Nanzhao martial arts community, and the well-deserved No. 1 master in the southwest.
Chai Qingshan was dressed in a green shirt and carried a three-foot sword. The sword was as strong as a rainbow. If it was a vertical sword, the Beimang cavalry would be cut in half by the horse. If it was a horizontal sword, someone or a horse would be killed. Cut it off at the waist!
Wei Miao was unarmed and only had a pair of fists.??One of the few boxing masters in the world, his power is still higher than that of Lin Ya, the master of female boxing in Emperor Wu City!
When Chai Qingshan was about to run out of energy, he leaned back slightly, stepped lightly on his feet, and slid away without showing any trace of dejection or embarrassment.
Wei Miao, who was ready to go, took a step forward, just in time to pass by the kendo master who needed a breath of fresh air. Wei Miao punched a Beimang war horse on the head, smashing the tall horse. Kneeling down on the spot, the cavalryman jumped forward and slashed with all his strength. Wei Miao raised his arms and swiped outwards. The bodies of the cavalryman and the horse flew out to both sides, and hit the north poles on the left and right sides. When a rider in the back row of the reckless cavalry collided head-on with Wei Miao, Wei Miao bent sideways and hit the horse's neck with a ferocious gesture of leaning against the mountain with his shoulders, causing the rider to flip over. Wei Miao grabbed the war horse with its hooves raised high with both hands, raised it high, spun it in a circle, and then quickly threw it away, causing chaos in the surrounding cavalry formations.
When Wei Miao killed more than sixty elite cavalry in a row, he tiptoed and swept back.
Immediately afterwards, Chai Qingshan arrived with a sword, showing the leisurely artistic conception of the Jianchi Mountain in the East, the high water and the long sword's energy far away.
With the perfect and tight cooperation with Wei Miao, the two masters, who had never met before, would never let the Beimang cavalry advance even half a step forward!
On the other side, Wang Xianzhi, two proud disciples of Wang Xianzhi, who claimed to be the best in the world in the past, and Wu Di Chengyu Groom and Lou Huang, did more radical things than Chai Qingshan and Wei Miao!
If the latter teamed up to block the charge of Beimang's five thousand cavalry, then these two were simply arrogant to the point of being unreasonable. Yu Groom and Lou Huang were on the left and right, neither of them had drawn their swords for the time being, and they used their swords respectively. The two swords of Shu Dao Fuji were heavy weapons, showing the posture of breaking through mountains with overwhelming force. The more they fought, the braver they became, and they kept charging forward to kill.
The name of the sword in Lou Huang's hand is Shu Dao. The trajectory of the sword path is twisting and turning, and there is no trace to be found. Every time he takes it back and forth, it is fierce, sharp and domineering. Whether it is a Beimang war horse or an armored cavalry, one sword blow The only outcome would be torn into pieces and died.
As for Yu Bridegroom, whose attainments in swordsmanship and swordsmanship are both favored by Wang Xianzhi, although the first disciple of the Martial Saint does not like to compete for fame and wealth, his reputation in the Central Plains arena has not been prominent, not even as good as that of Lin Ya, the same disciple. His reputation spread all over the country, but there is absolutely no doubt about Yu Groom¡¯s cultivation. Both the young vassal king Xu Fengnian and Huyan Daguan, who has recently replaced Cao Changqing and become one of the four great masters of martial arts, all believe that Yu Groom¡¯s true strength is the best in the world. Among the kendo figures who are close to Deng Tai'a, if we say who has the greatest hope of standing side by side with the two new and old swordsmen Li Chungang and Deng Tai'a on the mountain of kendo in the future, it is undoubtedly the bridegroom who has the greatest hope, rather than the one who is equally outstanding and gives up. Qi Xianxia of Longhu Mountain, who chose to destroy the old swordsmanship and then establish it.
This gentle gentleman who seems to smile and be polite to everyone has a great and far-reaching future in martial arts that is immeasurable.
When it comes to the groom's sword-drawing, most of them are relaxed and freehand, just like people in the market pointing and pointing at the excitement, truly reaching the natural state of doing whatever they want.
But every seemingly careless "pointer" would cause a knight to fall off his horse and die, with no scars caused by the sword on his body.
???????????????????????????????????????????????????????? Compared to Lou Huang, who is making great moves, Yu Bridegroom, who is strolling in the courtyard, is obviously slower in digging the formation.
Louhuang in front turned around, picked up the head of a Beimang cavalryman with a sword, and smiled at Yu Groom behind him: "I killed sixteen more cavalrymen than you, how about it?"
The calm and composed Yu Groom smiled and said: "A thin stream of water flows long."
Lou Huang snorted coldly, turned around and continued to kill the enemy.
After junior brother Lou Huang turned his back to him, Yu Groom still stood up on his heels leisurely and looked at the battlefield at Wei Miao Chai Qingshan. He saw the two martial arts seniors echoing each other one after another, and nodded secretly. He was so barbaric with Lou Huang, and he was not acting out of impulse. These guys who were born in Emperor Wu City, under the supervision of their master, almost everyone had been diligent in making tides since they were young, so they were very good at "one breath". His qi energy is quite strong and thick, which gives him an innate advantage. Under the premise that his qi energy is not much different from that of martial arts figures of the same level, he and the groom, Louhuanglin Yagong Banque and others may have changed their opponents. Out of three breaths, they only need to replace them with two.
The bridegroom lowered his head and looked at the fuji in his hand that came from Tingchao Pavilion's arsenal. He felt a little sad for no reason. A famous sword was broken on the battlefield. Is it a bit untimely?
The bridegroom suddenly laughed loudly, sheathed his sword, and at the same time took out his cold knife. He suddenly stood up from the ground and walked freely on the back of the Beimang Iron Horse, which was charging towards them. Yu Groom, who had always been reserved, laughed boldly and said, "Louhuang, how about changing the knife! On the battlefield, taking a person's head with a cold knife, and breaking the tide in the city when we were young, can be said to be two equally happy events in the world. !¡±
Lou Huang sneered in front of him and said, "We'll wait until my Shu Dao sword is broken!"
Yu the groom joked: "Rough men don't understand style, no wonder they can't find women to warm their beds!"
Lou Huang ignored the senior brother¡¯s teasing, but used his sword more fiercely and decisively.
In the center of the battlefield, for some reason, the python-robed lord, the Peach Blossom Sword God, and the white-robed Luoyang stood at the same time, looking to the north. The three were not just waiting for the Beimang infantry to approach, but they seemed to be secretly looking for the real opponent.
The young vassal king finally looked at the dazzling big pole in Beimang in the distance, and said softly: "Then I will take the first step?"
Luoyang in white is noncommittal.
Peach Blossom Sword God Deng Tai'a pushed the sword out of its sheath with his thumb, and said calmly: "I will help you find Tuoba Bodhisattva first."
When the python robe that attacked the feudal king was about to disappear in a flash, Luoyang finally spoke slowly and said: "After Tuoba Bodhisattva takes action, you don't have to worry about your back, just open your formation and move forward."
Xu Fengnian nodded, and his figure disappeared out of thin air.
The next moment, the young vassal king appeared above the Beimang infantry formation and stepped on a large stone that had just been thrown by a giant catapult.
The boulder weighing hundreds of kilograms stood still for an instant, and then smashed back to the ground at a faster speed. Not only did it smash the catapult, but then the boulder rolled all the way like thunder, and dozens of people were thrown away. The dragging hand was crushed to pieces on the spot.
Luoyang in white clothes closed her eyes and sniffed gently. Eight hundred years ago, the battlefield where the Qin Dynasty competed in the world was so bloody. Eight hundred years later, the battlefield fighting had the same smell. She murmured in a low voice: "Da Qin Luoyang is here. .¡±
Deng Tai'a finally found the target behind countless layers of armor. He tilted his body slightly, then pressed his thumb on the hilt of the sword and flicked it.
Tai'a Sword, which had never followed the Peach Blossom Sword God out of the Wu Family Sword Tomb, was finally unsheathed today, revealing its peerless grace.
This flying sword moved too fast, the sword energy was too long, and the sword's intention was too much, so that a slender and bright astonishing line stretched out between the scabbard on Deng Tai'a's waist and the flying sword. Baihong!
It¡¯s as if there is a sword in the world, the sword is two miles long!
Not to be outdone, the young swordsman Wu Liuding chuckled and said: "Cuihua, as a swordsman, just stand behind me. Let's see how I start the formation!"
Just when Wu Liuding flicked his wrist and was about to use the crossbow arrows as a big sword to start the formation, from the corner of his eye he caught a glimpse of a purple-clad man rushing into the Beimang Bu formation in an invincible manner. The purple rainbow was surrounded by splashes. Countless broken iron shields and broken limbs were like countless scarlet flowers blooming. Wu Liuding couldn't help but mutter: "This crazy woman!"
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Under the big stick, His Royal Highness the Prince of Beimang sent an order to Murong Baoding and Zhong Liang, who each led two thousand private cavalry to rush to the rescue of the two blocked cavalry armies. They must retrieve the four who dared to use their arms as chariots. The Central Plains Grandmaster has a great head, and each head can count the military merits of the Beiliang Frontier Army from the head of a third-grade general!
???????????? Then, in front of the Great Hall, a vast open space with a radius of one kilometer was deliberately created, obviously not afraid of those Central Plains masters breaking the formation and moving forward.
His Royal Highness the Prince of Beimang acted so boldly, but neither the mature and prudent Xihe Prefecture Commander Helian Weiwu nor the profound Aquarius Prefecture Commander Wang Yong had the slightest objection. Even Duanzhao Deng Mao, who was solely responsible for the prince's safety, had no objection. All were indifferent.
Everyone is waiting for the young lord to show up.
The Prince of Beimang Supervisory State, who had taken some time off, turned to the Crown Princess next to him, who won the first place in the Chess, Sword, and Yue Mansion with the word "Guhan" as his name, and asked with a smile: "Do you think that person surnamed Xu dares to come?"
She said with a cold face, "Of course."
Prince Beimang had a disapproving look on his face, "It's a good thing that I came here. It happened to make the King of Beiliang understand a truth. There are thousands of miraculous medicines in the world, but there is no regret medicine."
She stopped talking and sighed softly.
Before marrying into the emperor's family, she read poetry and books from the Central Plains, and it seemed that heroes always died of heroes.
But she glanced at the person next to her who finally had the power, and sneered, thinking that you would massacre Xu Xiao, the first great hero. As the eldest son, Xu Fengnian, would eventually die at the hands of such a idiot. It would be too much. A bit pitiful.
Helian Wuwei, the Beimang ruler, had dark and complicated eyes. The old man thought about the hidden plan that he only learned about last night, and sighed. The whole world is his enemy, but that's all.
The old man who stopped his horse not far from Prince Beimang gathered his thoughts and looked at the open space in front of him. He was filled with emotion. He hoped that the young man would come here to fight heroically, but he did not want him to die of oppression.
But the young vassal king who defeated two thousand armors in a row by himself finally returned?Here he comes. - Didn't finish reading? Add this book to your favoritesI'm a member and bookmarked this chapterCopy the address of this book and recommend it to your friends for pointsChapter error? Click here to report
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