Xu Zixuan rushed out of the camp, without saying a word, raised his golden gun and stabbed the enemy general's mouth. He had been holding this breath for a long time, bent on piercing this vicious broken mouth to relieve his hatred.

The enemy general is a typical scolding general, he doesn't have much ability, he didn't expect Xu Zixuan to fight without saying a word, so he turned his head to hide in a hurry. However, Xu Zixuan's spear head followed him like a shadow, directly piercing his neck.

The Song army on the mountain pass saw that General Xu picked off the enemy general with one shot, and his movements were like flowing clouds and water, and he was brave and invincible, and he was immediately excited, and shouted in unison.

Situ Jianghua, who was in front of the Shu army, also saw this scene, and snorted coldly from his nose: "What kind of ability is it to kill a waste, General Yuan, go and kill him." ”

"Yes, look at it." Yuan Fengyi, the light cavalry general of the Shu Kingdom, lifted a gun and a sword and jumped on horseback. He was originally the bandit leader of Guanting Village, and his martial arts were superb, and even the officers and soldiers were helpless against him for many years, and after he surrendered to Shu, he became Situ Jianghua's right-hand man.

After Xu Zixuan picked off the scolding general with one shot, he stood on the ground with the bloody tip of the gun, murderous and majestic, but he didn't say a word with a black face. He wanted to let both the Song army and the enemy know that a dog that barked could not necessarily bite someone.

Yuan Fengyi stepped forward and shouted: "Who is the enemy on the other side, report your name and suffer death." ”

Xu Zixuan snorted coldly: "Someone will tell you on Huangquan Road." As he spoke, a shot stabbed through it, like a poisonous snake coming out of a hole.

Yuan Fengyi is not a scolding general after all, she raised her gun and swung Xu Zixuan's golden gun, and the two fought together, and they were not up or down for a while.

Xu Zixuan's golden gun head flew up and down in the sun, which was extremely dazzling. The generals of the Song army who watched the battle on the mountain pass applauded, and Hong Jialu said excitedly: "Our golden gun general really deserves its name." ”

Zhao Mingyue nodded and said, "Yes, it's really good, worthy of being a golden gunner." ”

Ling Kun always heard Zhao Mingyue's words very clearly, when he heard the words "Golden Gun General", his heart suddenly moved, as if there was also a Golden Gun General in his memory, it was not Xu Zixuan, who was it? By the way, it is Xu Ning, the golden gun general in "Water Margin", it seems that he should be Xu Zixuan's descendant.

Xu Ning is the head of the Golden Gun Class of the Forbidden Army, and once used a hook and sickle to break the chain of horses that were burning and burning. Ling Kun's mind suddenly raced, and the shadow of the chain horse in the TV series appeared in his mind.

"Serial

Horses, chain horses. Ling Kun muttered to himself, for the current broadcast gymnastics formation of the Shu Army, wouldn't it be appropriate to use a chain of horses.

"Serial horses? Ling Kun, what is a chain horse? Zhao Mingyue was closest to him and asked suspiciously.

"Oh." Ling Kun came to his senses from his contemplation and ordered, "Immediately sound the gong and call Xu Zixuan back." He turned and walked back.

"What, Dianshuai, General Xu is about to win, why did you call him back at this time." Hong Jialu asked suspiciously in the back.

Ling Kun didn't look back, and said loudly: "He has already won, there is no need to fight anymore." ”

Zhao Mingyue was confused, and hurriedly chased after him and asked, "Ling Kun, what are you talking about?" ”

Ling Kun smiled mysteriously and said, "Let's talk about it later." ”

Zhao Mingyue glanced at him and said angrily: "Pretending to be a ghost." ”

The two quickly walked into the handsome tent, Ling Kun sat down at the table, and Zhao Mingyue sat opposite and asked, "Come on, did you think of a way?" ”

"I suddenly remembered ......." Ling Kun stopped after speaking, looked at Zhao Mingyue's clear and bright eyes, and his delicate and beautiful face moved for a while, and secretly swallowed his saliva.

"What do you think, you say." Zhao Mingyue urged, and Han Jiangxue and Shi Jian, who were standing behind, also listened expectantly.

Ling Kun beckoned to her, motioning for her to come closer.

Zhao Mingyue glared at him again and said, "There are no outsiders, why are you so mysterious?" But she leaned forward anyway.

Ling Kun himself leaned forward and whispered in Zhao Mingyue's ear: "I suddenly remembered that I haven't kissed you for a long time. ”

Zhao Mingyue's heart trembled when she heard this, she was ashamed and angry, scolded the stinky hooligan, and slapped it over, but suddenly remembered that Ling Kun had an injury on her body, and she was afraid that he would not be able to bear it, so she quickly withdrew the strength in her hand, and gently put her arm on Ling Kun's shoulder.

The hand that was originally stretched out to hit people has obviously become an active hug.

Ling Kun was very excited, he was originally content to take advantage of it, but he didn't expect Zhao Mingyue to take the initiative to hug him, with such strong encouragement, if he didn't do something, wouldn't he be even inferior to a beast.

He didn't care about the people behind him, and turned his head to kiss Zhao Mingyue's red lips

Zhao Mingyue's body stiffened, like an electric shock to her whole body, she stared and forgot to resist, stiffened for a few seconds, and as soon as her eyelids loosened, she couldn't help but close.

The sword in the back saw this kind of scene for the first time, and he screamed in fright, covering his eyes and not daring to look at it.

Zhao Mingyue woke up when she heard this call, this goddamn Ling Kun, there are still people behind him who dare to do this, and they will be shameless. She hurriedly stretched out her hands to push, but then remembered that Ling Kun was injured and couldn't push, so she had to hold his head with both hands and slowly let go.

Zhao Mingyue's pretty face was crimson, all the way to the root of her ears, she was so ashamed that she didn't even dare to turn her head back, she wanted to beat Ling Kun to show that she was a victim, but she was afraid of hurting him. At the moment, she just wanted to find a crack in the ground to get into.

The question was where to find such a good crack in the ground, and in desperation, he covered his face and squatted under the table.

It's a good gesture, at least no one will see it when you laugh.

Han Jiangxue and Shi Jian really couldn't see the princess's complicated expression, but they could feel the smell of the sweet death in the handsome tent, and their hearts tightened for a while.

Han Jiangxue blinked her eyes and felt a burst of sourness. A good hand of his own hand has long been broken by himself, and now he should be content with such a result.

Shi Jian's face was redder than Zhao Mingyue's, and his body trembled slightly, as if Ling Kun kissed her on the mouth. He is Zhao Mingyue's personal maid, the future wedding girl, isn't kissing the princess the same as kissing himself? The more I thought about it, the more ashamed I became, and I couldn't help but want to squat on the ground and cover my face and snicker.

Ling Kun scratched his head, feeling that he was a little abrupt, even in the open 21st century, he couldn't do this in a public place, besides, it was the Song Dynasty with the strictest etiquette. He coughed embarrassedly and said, "Senior Sister Han, you go and invite Hao Wenkai to come over, I have something to discuss with him, and Shi Jian will help me prepare a pen and paper." ”

After Han Jiangxue went out, Shi Jian immediately sharpened the ink for him and spread out the rice paper.

Ling Kun picked up the pen and began to draw according to his understanding of the chain horse.

Zhao Mingyue was so ashamed that she couldn't raise her head, and secretly looked out from between her fingers, seeing that Ling Kun had already concentrated on her work, and the sword was also working, as if this matter had passed, she stood up quietly, and sat aside as if nothing happened, but her face was still hot.