Wang Feng looked at the official road from the cheering crowd, only to see all kinds of flags flying not far away, thousands of troops and horses coming from the dragon, all of them were foot soldiers in front, they were holding guns and knives, raising their heads and chests, not squinting, the soldiers walked in unison, stepping on the steps, like a wall and marching, the military appearance was solemn, majestic to the extreme, obviously not comparable to the Yao Pingzhong Department just past.

The long infantry array was endless, with the intensification of the cheers of the surrounding people, under the banner waving, a team of horse soldiers came forward, a veteran with a helmet and armor, a weather-covered veteran, surrounded by a group of ironclad and tiger-eyed knights, hugged forward and back, while waving to the people on the side of the road, while coming forward.

The veteran is tall, haggard, and a little old, but there is a strong force between his eyebrows, not angry and self-imposing, and the dignity of a superior on his body, from the inside out, which makes people feel awe.

Wang Feng is also swaying in his heart, no need to ask, this person must be the leader of the Western Army, the commander of the Seed Army, the banner of the Great Song Dynasty, and the master of a generation of famous generals.

"Seed less protection!"

Zhai Er's face was flushed, and he shouted hoarsely, obviously excited to see such a god-like figure.

Wang Feng carefully looked at the sallow face of the planter, and unlike the cheering people around him, his heart was full of anxiety and uneasiness. If his memory is correct, the Seed Master Dao, who is over seventy years old, is already sick and has a short life.

Although it is said that the lights go out when people die, and what happens after the death of Qianqiu, they can be judged by others, but they can be as glorious as the Tao of the Planters, and they are so loved by the people, and it is not in vain to go through the world.

"The old breed is the father, the old breed is the father!"

The cheers around Wang Feng rose even higher, and the people around him glared at Wang Feng angrily, with a look of disgust in their eyes, as if they thought that his expression was blank and out of line.

"Old breeder!"

Wang Feng was helpless, pretending to shout a few words, and then fell into meditation and contemplation again.

Beside the Seed Master Dao, a black thin officer about forty years old, with high cheekbones, thin and stiff as a dagger, with a face quite similar to the Seed Master Dao, should be his son and nephew.

"Erlang, look, there will be a little lady soon!"

Zhai Er's excited words pulled Wang Feng back again, and he pointed to a war horse next to the Breeder Road, elated.

"I haven't heard that the old man has such a descendant. Who the hell is this little lady?"

A black-clothed woman wearing a hat and a light gauze hanging down her shoulders rode a horse behind the planter, her waist was straight, revealing her wrist holding the reins like snow, her ten fingers were slender, and her long sturdy legs were on the stirrups, full of youthful vitality.

Although he couldn't see the woman's appearance clearly, Wang Feng also secretly admired that just by virtue of the woman's figure and skin, she was already the best choice. According to his estimation of decades of otaku, the woman in black is at most fifteen or sixteen years old, which is the best years of her life.

The woman in black inadvertently swept over the cheering crowd on the side of the road, and also noticed Wang Feng who was staring at her, and couldn't help but take a second look.

Under the sun, Wang Feng's face was focused, strong and handsome, with a dignified appearance, slightly exposed teeth were snow-white, his brows were slightly wrinkled, and his eyebrows seemed to be thoughtful, giving people an inexplicable sense of security.

The woman in black couldn't help but be stunned, she couldn't imagine that there was such a handsome young man on Luoyang Road, in the midst of the recklessness, thinking of her involuntary marriage, she couldn't help but feel a little sad in an instant.

The woman in black glanced at Wang Feng, who seemed to be in the crowd, and her long legs clamped the horse's belly, hitting the horse forward, and she didn't want to look back.

Wang Feng's eyes were shaken by the dazzling color, and his eyes involuntarily looked at the woods not far from the edge of the official road, and faintly saw that there was a metal thing shining with light.

Wang Feng secretly shouted "not good", and subconsciously grabbed the low table next to him, and the wine glasses, tea bowls, and teapots on it all fell to the ground. Wang Feng threw out the low table with all his might, facing the direction where the light flew from.

"Whoosh! Whoosh!"

The sound of breaking the sky was endless, and dozens of feathered arrows roared in, heading straight for the horse team of the Breeder's Dao.

The low table flew out of the air, the last shot came first, the feather arrows shot on the hard surface, the "Bang Bang" sounded, although the low table blocked a dozen feather arrows, there were still more than a dozen knights were shot off the horse.

"Fanzi!"

Seeing the heavy arrows on the guards and on the ground, the Seed Master Dao frowned, and the guards next to him quickly erected their shields and surrounded the Seed Master Dao in the middle.

Several feather arrows rushed to her face, the woman in black was taken aback, and quickly lowered her head, the low table blocked some of the feather arrows, but her war horse was not spared, and the arrows fell to the ground with a grief. The woman in black rolled around, reached out and pulled out her waist knife, and got up from the ground. Her hat fell to the side, revealing her veiled face, unusually handsome.

Several guards on the horses next to him dismounted one after another, holding shields and swords, eyeing the woman in black in the middle.

The woman in black and the breeder just now made a mistake, if it weren't for Wang Feng throwing out the tea table, I was afraid that the woman in black would inevitably be affected by the pond fish.

The sneak attackers missed the blow, and then they all got down from the trees, stepped on their horses, and fled to the mountains in the distance, with clean movements and no mud and water.

"Shoot the arrows!"

The thin officer roared, and hundreds of Western soldiers drew their longbows and shot like locusts in the direction of the sneak attackers.

The feather arrows roared away, and the other party fell twenty or thirty people from their horses, some people were shot into a hornet's nest, and some people were shot and fell to the ground and squirmed. But a dozen knights escaped by chance, galloping off into the distance.

The cavalry of the Western Army roared away, and after a while, dragged back the bodies of dozens of sneak attackers and several wounded.

The soldier knocked off the hat of the victim of the sneak attack, revealing a bare scalp and a few braids at the back of his head. The hair buns of the other deceased were all the same, all of them looked like Jurchens.

The thin officer waved his hand, the soldiers of the Western Army had long knives, and the wounded were cut to the ground one after another, covered with blood, leaving only one person on the spot.

The remaining Jurchen wounded person was not afraid at all, he scolded loudly, his mouth chirped crookedly, and no one knew what he said.

A soldier who knew the Jurchen dialect stepped forward and said to the seed master: "Xianggong, this person is a Jurchen ranger, and he was originally tracking down the suspicious person who killed the Fanzi ranger, but I didn't expect to meet Xianggong here, so I killed the killer."

Seed Master Dao nodded slightly, and the soldiers of the Western Army beside him were secretly frightened. I only knew that the Jurchens were wreaking havoc outside Bianliang City, but I didn't expect these spies to be so bold and track them down here, which shows that the defense outside Bianliang City is useless, and the Jurchens are extremely arrogant.

The slender officer with a straight figure walked over and said to Wang Feng: "This brother, in the lower family of the army, thank you for the help of the strong man, uncle asks the strong man to come over and talk about it!"

Wang Feng hurriedly hugged his fists and said: "It's just a trivial matter, why worry about it." The Great Wall of the militaristic state, the old breed is the hope of my Great Song Dynasty court and the people, how can I stand by and watch!"

He was relieved and nodded slightly. Unexpectedly, this country man not only has a good appearance, but also talks properly and politely, which is a bit surprising.

Wang Feng and Zhai Er followed behind Chong Yan and came to the side of the Seed Master Road, but they heard the soldier continue to translate: "Xianggong, a few days ago, these rangers were robbed and killed in the City God Temple in Tongxu Town, and 13 people and one Tongshi died. Fanzi washed Tongxu Town in blood, captured a few people, and knew that the robber was the Luoyang people, so he chased and killed all the way here. ”

Seeing that the eyes of the seed master turned around, Zhai Er couldn't bear it anymore, stepped forward excitedly, and bowed in a trembling voice: "Xianggong, what Fanzi said is right, those Fanzi's rangers were killed by my two brothers!"

The soldiers of the Western Army around him were all taken aback, and the eyes that looked at Zhai Er and Wang Feng were a little closer.

Officers and soldiers in the army only care about the level of their skills and whether they can kill the enemy. These two country men were able to kill more than a dozen Jurchen knights, and their kung fu was not weak, but what was even more rare was that they had a bloody bravery.

The woman in black was beside Wang Feng and the others, and when she heard Zhai Er's words, she raised her head and looked at Wang Feng carefully.

Wang Feng's heart sank, and he stepped forward and asked, "This brother, please ask Fanzi, how are the people in Tongxu Town, have they all been killed?"

When the soldier asked, the Jurchen fanzi looked arrogant and said a lot. The soldier said to Wang Feng: "The Jurchen Fanzi said that there are only a dozen of them, and they can't kill so many Song people, some Song people have been killed, and some Song people have escaped."

Zhai Er stepped forward, grabbed the placket of the Jurchen knight's clothes, and said loudly: "Master Jun, you ask him, have they ever met a black, thin, and handsome woman?"

The soldier stepped forward and asked, and the Jurchen fan laughed, and chattered a lot at the soldier.

The soldier said in a low voice: "Fanzi said, there are several such little ladies, but they have been killed after Fanzi spoiled them."

"You brutes, I'm going to kill you!"

Zhai Er pulled out his knife with a "slap" and was about to pounce forward.

"Second Brother Zhai, there may be something strange about this matter, don't listen to Fanzi's side of the story."

Wang Feng hurriedly stepped forward, hugged Zhai Er, whose eyes were red, and dragged him aside, so that he could comfort him a few words.

Seed Master Dao's gaze turned, he looked at Zhai Er and Wang Feng, and said in a deep voice: "Sure enough, the two brothers killed 13 northern captives?"

Wang Feng had no choice but to step forward and bow: "Returning to Xianggong, it is true that my two brothers killed him, but I never thought that it would affect the people of Tongxu Town, and also affect Xianggong, and I also hope that Xianggong Haihan."

Wang Feng seemed to notice that the woman in black was looking at him, but in front of everyone's eyes, he couldn't openly look back at the past, so he could only bow his head.

"Sure enough, you are a majestic hero, and only the two of you can kill such a fierce fanzi. The old man is really old, and he can't go back to the past. ”

Seed Master Dao looked at the young Wang Feng and the others, and said with emotion: "Who are you two people and what do you do for a living?"

Zhai Er replied respectfully: "Back to Xianggong, the villain and others are the clans of the Daxindian people in Henan Prefecture, and Zhai Xing and Zhai Jin are the leaders of the township soldiers of the villains. This time I went to Tokyo City, but I also wanted to do business outside Zhai Yuan, but I didn't expect it to happen at the right time, and I killed a few people to cause so many incidents. ”

"It turned out to be Brother Zhai Xing's subordinates, and he was really well-trained and a good man who killed thieves."

The planter raised his eyebrows, and his face flushed with a hint of ruddy, as if he was a little interested.