The population of Heyang City exceeds one million, and the west of the city is even more prosperous. Mercenaries put down roots here, buying and selling business. These are all ruthless people licking blood from the knife edge, and doing business with ruthless people is the most refreshing, after all, you have to spend money when you make money, otherwise wait for next time, who knows if you can come back alive next time?

Therefore, the Qinglou Teahouse in the west of the city is the most. Now, in the private room of Piaoxiang Pavilion, there is a person who drinks and listens to books, idly watches the family of the prince, kills people and sets fires.

Piaoxiang Pavilion is the top-notch restaurant in the west of the city, a jar of ten miles of fragrance, famous far and near, drink no bad words. The storyteller was also dug up by the restaurant owner at a great price, talking about "The Northern War", a bookcase, a set of white jade tea sets, and a mouthful of shocking wood, Mr. sat on the most prominent storytelling platform in the restaurant, stirring up the words, and telling the story of the earth-shattering national war 70 years ago.

The storyteller was full of wine tables, but few people were still listening, and they all rushed to the door of the restaurant, like onlookers watching the spectacle of the prince killing people in anger.

The gentleman was very calm, took a sip of tea, and continued to tell the story. It happens to be that at the end of the national war, the general of the Jin State Xianzhen, the first god of war in the national war who was praised by King Wu of the Great Zhou Dynasty as "a rare general in a century", led the troops into the remaining veins of Dushan, and wanted to march to Heyang, and then break through the tiger prison.

In the attic room, Yu Youwei embroidered a mouth, and another glass of wine entered her throat. She heard that the storyteller's voice was powerful through the back of the paper, and she squinted her eyes that were charming and unique in the world, roses and smiles.

The coachman hugged his sword, not knowing what was going on with the leisure and leisure that his master suddenly came. obviously arrived at the door of the Chamber of Commerce, but the door of the house was not entered, and he came to such a place, did he want to see the prince of the world killing?

The swordsman in the cloth doesn't understand, the master has seen a lot of such a small scene, how can he still be interested?

"The wine is a good wine, no less than Handan's drunken head, a pot of ten gold, not bad. The girl in the skirt suddenly said, her voice was like a lazy cat, scratching her heart with a hundred paws, which made people feel intoxicated, "The storyteller tells the story, and the drinker drinks." Piaoxiang Pavilion is not bad taste. ”

She used two in a row, thought about it, and said: "You say, today's son of the world will soon become a story in the mouth of the storyteller, and tell it to the world?"

It's a pity that the coachman is deaf and he can't hear.

broke through the three gates of Du Mansion and the fourth gate in a row, and the prince was finally blocked a little.

"I said that all the way is full of people who are greedy for life and afraid of death, it turns out that the dead soldiers of Dufu are all concentrated in the inner mansion. "Mu Chen is in front of him, and behind him are Chen Deng, Mu Qingling and Bai Ze.

The prince looked at the Confucian scribe who was the leader of the fourth gate, about forty years old, and was Du Hui, the eldest son of the head of the family of this generation. Mu Chen heard in his early years that Du Chu was an interesting old man, the eldest son was born in the dark, so he was named "Hui", and the second son was born in Tianming, so he was named "Ming", which is quite an interesting and elegant thing in the family.

The one who led two hundred dead soldiers to guard the fourth gate was none other than the Confucian sword Du Hui, who had apprenticed to the palace of Qi Guoji.

But two hundred dead soldiers against eight hundred light horsemen, victory or defeat, life and death, even a child can see it. Therefore, Mu Chen did not panic at all, he was full of arrogance, sat on his horse, showed the Yellow Mountain in his hand to Du Hui, and said loudly: "Dare to ask the scribe in front of you, can you recognize this sword?"

Du Hui's eyes trembled, but his face remained as usual, and he said, "I recognize." ”

"Then do you know, where is the owner of this sword now?" Mu Chen sneered.

"The dog is immoral, he is picked up by the villain, and he takes risks to the county lord and deserves death. Du Hui had a Confucian sword in his hand, but his five fingers were not as relaxed as his tone, and he clenched them tightly.

Bai Ze was surprised, he had long heard that the inner and outer kings of Confucianism cultivated the way of saints, and he decided his feelings, but he didn't expect to see it today, it was really interesting.

"Hmph, what a villain!" Mu Qingling slapped his horse forward, offered a bright red flying sword, spun it with his fingertips, his pretty face was cold, and asked: "What do you mean, is your younger brother, the villain who plucked Du Qian to attack me?"

"Why is the county lord aggressive?" Du Hui's voice was straight and old-fashioned, "Now that the younger brother and the dog are dead in your hands, even if they make a wrong step, the resentment in your heart should be eliminated." ”

"Haha!" Bai Ze stroked his palms and laughed, seeing that Mu Qingling was trembling angrily when Du Hui said, "The resentment in your heart should also be eliminated". This scribe looks sven, but he scolded the county lord for his femme fatale, and after killing his brother and son, he still didn't let go of the door to stir up trouble, which is really inconsistent.

"I heard earlier, the Confucian strategist, a tongue is very good, light can scold people for 10,000 years, heavy tongue can provoke disputes in the Seven Kingdoms, today I see it, Mr. tongue is also extraordinary!" Bai Ze rode a nine-colored spirit deer and laughed: "I just don't know, your three-inch tongue is so capable, presumably Mrs. is also well served by this tongue, right? Otherwise, how could you give birth to Du Qian, a waste who doesn't know how to lift." ”

Mu Qingling didn't understand, it didn't mean that Chen Deng and a group of rough people didn't understand, the eight hundred light horses were almost ruined by Bai Ze's words, and they couldn't hold back the tense murderous aura on their faces, and laughed.

Chen Deng didn't have to bear it, laughed, and joked to Bai Ze: "Little Brother Bai, your three-inch tongue is not much worse than a Confucian strategist!"

"You!" No matter how high Rao is cultivation is, Du Hui couldn't help it, the murderous aura came out of his eyes, and the Confucian sword suddenly came out of its sheath by an inch.

Mu Chen Huangshan pointed at Du Hui with a sword, and also smiled, "Du Hui, you are just a Du family, you are an official in the court, but you are only a four-grade Chinese book order, how can you compare with my Hou Mansion? ! You connived at Du Ming Du Qian's assassination of the county lord, it is a great rebellion, and the following will be committed!

At the end of the order, no more words were spoken. Chen Deng took the lead, and the halberd had already slashed towards Du Hui's head.

Eight hundred light horsemen and two hundred dead men collided in an instant, swords and blood flying.

"Come here!" Chen Deng's power to open the mountain with the euphorbia slashed Du Hui Tianling, and the scribe was also very good, as soon as the Confucian sword came out, the murderous aura was awe-inspiring, and he actually picked up the sword and blocked the halberd, which looked effortless.

"The son of the world is arrogant and unreasonable, Du Mou has offended in order to protect himself!" Du Hui opened the halberd with a sword, his footsteps flashed, and he killed Mu Chen, the cold light of the Confucian sword was dazzling, and the sword aura was like weaving.

"Looking for death!" Mu Chen Huangshan slashed down angrily with a sword, and the force was so great that he actually slashed Du Hui back with a sword.

Bai Ze looked at the sword, the sword was three inches, condensed but not dispersed, and if he didn't look carefully, he even thought that the sword was the body of Huangshan, at least there was a subtle realm!

The fierce horse raised his hooves under his crotch, took advantage of Du Hui's retreat, and kicked it hard. Mu Chen didn't give up, and he took the head with a sword, Du Hui couldn't block it, but there was no way, he could only face Mu Chen with a sword, ready to resist the fierce horse's angry hooves.

"Bell!"

The two swords struck each other, the momentum was amazing, and the real qi danced wildly.

The furious hooves of the fierce horse did not hit Du Hui, but was stopped by a dead soldier who rushed over, and the dead man was directly trampled by the horse's hooves and crushed his internal organs, and died on the spot.

"What a loyal protector!" Mu Chen laughed angrily and ordered: "All the soldiers listen to the order, smash the four gates for me, and give Du Hui to death under the horse!"

"Listen!" roared the eight hundred light horsemen.

Bai Ze sat on the spirit deer for a long time, looking at the silver-armored warrior Ma Tadu Mansion Fourth Gate. Chen Deng suffered a loss, and the halberd was like the wind, beating Du Hui's shoulder.

This is a numerical grinding.

The armor of the silver armor army protects the body, and the dead soldiers of Du Mansion are just cloth clothes. However, with one cup of tea, there were only about a dozen of the two hundred dead left, and the corpses were everywhere, and the smell of blood was strong and pungent.

Du Hui was unable to support himself, was killed by the light cavalry back and forth, and in the fourth round, he had already been hit by two swords, and was swung by Chen Deng's halberd, smashing his right shoulder, and spit out a mouthful of blood when he landed.

"Rush me!" Mu Chen's expression was fierce.

The silver armor army rushed again, the fifth round of dead soldiers were all wiped out, Du Hui was seriously injured and was pierced through the chest by a sword, Chen Deng made up another halberd, broke his legs, and knelt down.

"Rush again!" Mu Chen's face was expressionless.

The Silver Armor Army crossed the border and directly smashed the fourth gate. Du Hui died without a full body, the fourth palace wall was flattened by the light cavalry four-wheel charge, and the silver armor army poured into the inner mansion like a tide, and then opened the killing ring.

"It's almost over. Bai Ze said.

"Hmm. Mu Qingling nodded lightly.

After a round of slaughter in the inner house, Mu Chen rushed into the villa of the head of the family and lived with a clear heart. Du Chu seemed to be ten years old in an instant, slumped on the stone steps of the other garden, and the beautiful concubine half knelt behind the old man's half-body, bowed her head and trembled, biting her lip, obviously very afraid.

"Mu Chen, today you destroy my Du family, the Southern Regions family will not tolerate it! You are declaring war, declaring war on my family, declaring war on the one in Handan!" Du Chu looked like a madman, laughing and crying, the Du family's century-old foundation is now completely destroyed in his hands, "If I die, don't want your Mu family to live......!"

"Noise. Mu Chen shot with a sword, it was Huangshan, piercing Du Chu's chest, blood gushing out desperately, the old man only had the qi coming out, and there was no qi entering. His eyes stared at Huangshan, his eyes were about to split, but he couldn't say a word when he opened his mouth, only a silent roar.

The beautiful concubine was so frightened that she almost screamed, crawled with a roll, knelt on the ground and kept kowtowing and begging for mercy, "The general spares his life, the general spares ......his life!"

"You, take the sword, wipe it clean and return it to Brother Bai. Mu Chen said casually to a person beside him, glancing at the woman, lacking interest, "That noisy woman, let her shut up, I'll reward you." ”

"Command!" The soldiers around him stepped forward, pulled out the Yellow Mountain, looked at Du Chu's breath, and did not blink an eye, and grabbed the beautiful concubine on the horse, wiped the blood on the sword on the beautiful concubine, and went back to recover his life.

In the private room of the Piaoxiang Pavilion, Yu Youwei watched the flames soar into the sky, the smoke billowed out, and the Du Mansion was burned beyond recognition by Mu Chen. Then the young general, with a slightly damaged light horse, ran rampant, from the way he came, and when he returned.

The girl drank a pot of wine, and Allure's pretty face was a little red, like a shy rose.

"The play is over, let's go. She stood up and went downstairs.

The storyteller is talking about entering the remaining veins of Dushan first, and never coming out again. The king of Jin searched for the mountains in several waves, and finally found all the bodies of the armor soldiers in a devil's forest sixty miles away from the marching route, and all of them were hung on trees, including the ancestors.

Du Mansion was destroyed, and the guests in the lively tavern felt bored, so they returned to Piaoxiang Pavilion to drink, and talked about how the family of the talented prince Ma Ta Shi would bring earth-shaking changes to the Southern Regions and even the entire Yan Kingdom while listening to the book.

Then everyone stopped.

The stunning, alluring girl walked up to the storyteller, and the coachman followed. The storyteller stopped, partly because of the girl's unparalleled beauty, and partly because of the murderous aura of the strange coachman.

"Sir. Yu You pursed his lips and smiled, his eyes flowed, and he leaned close to his ear, the fragrance was fragrant with the smell of wine, and the soul of the half-hundred storytellers was almost gone, "You say, if Xianzhen takes him out of the mountain with 60,000 ghost soldiers, can Heyang City block it, and can the Tiger Prison Pass stop it?"

Dead.