Two hundred and eighty-five wingless vaults forty

In a moment, a general with a crossbow on his back, a silver spear in his hand, and iron armor walked out of the city gate. He looks with spotty sideburns, but his eyes are still sharp, and there is a hint of sassiness.

Xiang Yiming and the three of them looked at Fang Yan who walked out, and they were unconsciously impressed, although the veteran was old, his ambition was still there.

"Haha, who are you the ones who are the ones who are leading this time?" Fang Yan's gaze quickly swept over the three of them, and he slowly walked over and stood two steps apart from the three of them, and spoke like a bell.

"I've seen Lord Fang, I'm here with a shield below, and I'm willing to make this matter a thick shield!" Xiang Yiming took a step forward and saluted, he saw that there were many people around, and his words replied respectfully and cryptically.

"Hehe, young people should be sharp blades! The success or failure of this matter is not to retreat but to advance!" After Fang Yan walked out of Xiang Yiming's step, he looked at the other party carefully, nodded with satisfaction, and patted Xiang Yiming's shoulder heavily with his wrinkled hand, "Young man, in troubled times, you can be willing to raise your sword." He looked at the knife box on Xiang Yiming's back and spoke slowly.

"I am willing to raise my sword and rise!" Xiang Yiming replied dryly.

"Haha, young people have their own youthful ambitions, and Chi Twilight hates Chi Twilight!" Fang Yan laughed loudly, turned sideways to make way for him, "Please, let's talk about it inside!"

The three of them looked at each other and walked calmly into the city.

There are a total of 40,000 households in Jiangyou City, and 5,000 soldiers are stationed here. Due to the topography here, in the era when the Yue Kingdom was not unified, this city was often used as a place to hoard grain and grass, and from here down the river could quickly send grain and grass to Huaqing and other cities.

The people of the city lived a leisurely life, living by hunting and growing food. Although the streets are far less than those of Los Angeles, they are also extremely wide.

When the group of four arrived at the main city, Fang Yan hung the silver gun in his hand on the wall, took off the hard bow on his back, retreated the soldiers who followed, and said to the three of them, "Please take a seat." ”

The room is small and very simple in furnishings. Xiang Yiming and the three of them sat down in turn, and Shu Liang was the first to speak, "The three of us came to assist Master Fang in advance. ”

Hearing Shu Liang's words, Fang Yan opened the door slightly, looked out through the crack in the door, and went back to do it again, smiling awkwardly, "People are getting old, and they have become tiptoeing, don't laugh at the old man." ”

"That's how it should be. Xiang Yiming nodded, "My second brother will probably arrive in Jiangyou in four days, but Lord Fang has dealt with the person mentioned in the letter?"

"Shizi he..." Speaking of this, Fang Yan was silent again, and his excited expression was slowly suppressed. He sat on the main seat, took off his wrist armor, and spoke, "That Lord Li, who is the inspector of me, is loyal to the current royal family, it is easy to kill him, and stabilizing the hearts of the soldiers and civilians in the city is the most important thing." ”

"There are many loyal people from the previous dynasty living in seclusion in this Jiangyou City, and it is not difficult for them to come forward in this matter. Peng Chu interjected and said, "The prince arrived in Jiangyou four days later, but at that time, he killed that Lord Li, but I don't know if Lord Fang has any arrangements?"

As soon as Peng Chu's words fell, Xiang Yiming and Shu Liang looked at Fang Yan at the top.

Seeing that the three of them looked at him at the same time, Fang Yan stood up, "That Lord Li Su is lustful, and I sent him two beauties a month ago. They are the daggers I arranged, four days later, I invited Lord Li into the house, the "dagger" arranged by the old man knows how to let the Lord Li go to the banquet without warning, this pillow is the most eroded, you can rest assured. ”

"That's very good!" Xiang Yiming nodded, "Is it really as the adults say that the hoarding of grain and grass in the city is?"

"Hehe, this should be a matter of the overall situation, how can the old man tell a lie. Regarding Xiang Yiming's question, Fang Yan laughed loudly, "The grain and grass in the city are enough to support more than three months, if General Xiang's ability is as stated on the letterhead of the alcoholic son, it doesn't matter." ”

"Since this is the case, I am willing to fight side by side with the old general on the long road!" Xiang Yiming stood up, stretched out a hand, and made a grab.

Fang Yan took a step forward, looked at Xiang Yiming's raised arm, and shook it suddenly. There is a description of Xiang Yiming in the letter to him, he knows that the other party is the child of Xiang Ke, the general of the Zhou State who was destroyed, and he personally participated in the two battles, he did not have a little contempt because of Xiang Yiming's age, and laughed directly, "I am willing to fight side by side with General Xiang!"

Peng Chu and Shu Liang on the side looked at each other, and felt a little enthusiastic in their hearts. The two of them surrounded them, each stretched out their hands and pressed them, "Fight for your life, and you are willing to join in and advance and retreat together." ”

.......

Four days later.

Twilight Sihe.Jiangyou City is ten miles in the forest

A group of merchants dressed as merchants stood guard outside the bonfire, two of them standing by the campfire, one of them carrying a jet-black giant sword, with his back to the burning flames, walking back and forth indifferently.

"Shizi..." The other person stood beside him and called out, but the other party did not answer, still walking back and forth on his own, he tried to call again, "Shizi..."

The other party didn't seem to hear it, and there was a faint hint of immaturity on a vicissitudes of life.

"Shizi!" the other person took a few steps forward, and his hands instantly pressed on the other's shoulders, "Shizi, look into my eyes and tell me you can do it!"

"Alcohol and.. Childe .." The other party faced Mellow's breathtaking eyes, and he came back to his senses, looked at the other party in a daze, and lowered his head, "I'm sorry... I'm nervous... I'm Yan Sule, no..."

"You are the son of the world, not Yan Sule, from now on you should call me cousin!" Mellow pressed Sule's shoulder and spoke in a serious tone, "Shizi, look into my eyes and tell me your identity!"

Su Le lowered his head, he practiced over and over again, imitated over and over again, and his whole face became weathered under the modification of the doctor, but he knew his identity in his heart after all, and in the face of unknown challenges, he began to feel a little timid.

"Tell me your identity, Yan Song's child! The descendants of General Youming shouldn't be like you who are not confident!" "When Mellow He said this, he felt a little bitter in his heart, the other party was just a young man who was almost twenty years old and had never seen his parents, his family had already paid too much for Youming, but his body type was too consistent with Li Ziqian, and the other party was an extremely intelligent person in Mellow's opinion, and knew the principle of improvisation, "Raise your head, we finally came back, do you want to choose to continue to live with your head down?"

Mellow's words made Sule struggle to raise his head little by little, he tilted his head to avoid Mellow's eyes, and his mouth was half-open and speechless.

Seeing Su Le like this, Mellow let go of the hands that were pressing the other party, and pulled out the iron chain hanging around his neck, the end of which was covered with a copper-colored antler badge and a feather arrow and a sharp sword, symbolizing the Yan, Peng, and Yu families of the Ming Dynasty respectively. He clenched his fist with one hand and held the chain to his chest, and the other hand clenched his fist against his back, and roared like a lone wolf, "The iron armor is not broken, and the strong man's heart is not dead!"

The dozens of Youming soldiers in charge of guarding the campfire were stunned, they turned to look at the mellow body, and silently their bodies stood up, clenched their fists against their chests and backs, and roared in unison, "The heart is not dead!"

Su Le couldn't help but have tears in the corners of his eyes, he looked at the copper-colored antler badge he was holding in his hand, and suddenly pulled out the giant sword behind his back and slapped the bonfire away, the sword missed the other party's shoulder, and said in a hoarse voice, "Let's go, cousin!"

(Friends who have QQ reading to see, please collect, recommend it, and be grateful.) Well, I know there's a classmate with an ID called Na that's watching, thank you. I'm really grateful to a few friends who have been reading this book, without you, maybe the author would have already entered the palace, I hesitated several times, or I plan to finish this book without finishing. )