Riding on the big white tiger, Wu Yueya led five thousand black-armored troops and marched towards the direction of Lishan.

The whole team was neat and serious, and there was basically no extra noise except for the sound of steps.

Liang Zixin, who silently followed behind the opponent, watched the scene in amazement, although he had seen the scene of the Black Armor Army marching on the streets of Chang'an before, it was the first time he had seen such a well-trained army.

Obviously the opponent is the feared Uighur cavalry, and they are not afraid at all, everyone is in good condition, and none of the sergeants show cowardice, such a black-armored army may really be able to confront the Uighur cavalry.

The only puzzle is the group of black-armored sergeants at the back, who have no special armor protection, just pushing a cart, which is not accurate to say that it is used to carry things. The cart is also convex and large, and the left and right sides are covered with strange round balls, which seem to be made of iron, but the texture does not feel like iron, like the jet-black color of the entire team's armor, this color is more reliable than black, I don't know what kind of iron it is.

Towards Lishan, to the foot of Lishan, Wu Yueya looked at the palace on the mountainside, the glorious atmosphere of the palace came to the face, the white marble stacked up the towering palace wall, this Huaqing Palace does not know how many years to stay in Lishan here, looking at the mountain from the bottom of the mountain, it sets off the temperament of the fairy palace in the mountain.

At this time, a horse galloped in the direction of the Black Armor Army on the white mountain road like a sheep's intestine, and a young man wearing a linen scarf sat on it.

Wu Yueya rode on the back of the big white tiger, looked at the black horse and the young man galloping in the mountain road, and caught a glimpse of a long sword on his back out of the corner of his eye, and couldn't help but pull the old sword on his waist.

"Princess, do you want me to stop it!"

Ma Da Halema came and petitioned Wu Yueya, a little wary of the galloping black horse.

"No, I seem to know the person who came, it seems to be a child back then!"

Wu Yueya waved her hand to signal Ma Daha to retreat, and at the same time rode a white tiger to meet her.

The black horse stopped and kicked the horse's hooves, a little afraid of the big white tiger that was a head taller than it.

The young man jumped off his horse and bowed to the princess who was sitting on top of the big white tiger.

Wu Yueya looked at this young man, and already remembered the other party's name in her mind, this is the young man who lost the public and rescued him from Manichaeism back then.

The father and son of the Gong Loser and the Mo family made great contributions to the study of steelmaking and the manufacture of hot air balloons, but unfortunately, there was a considerable contradiction between the Gong Luck Map and his son Gong Loser, and they did not follow them to Jiannan.

As for Mo Qianjin and Mo Dingkun, Mo Dingkun married several daughters-in-law, gave birth to a litter of cubs, and lived a good life in Jiannan, among which there was a youngest son who was named by Wu Yueya.

"Is it a public machine?" , Wu Yueya asked.

"Yes, Ji Xuan has seen the princess!"

Gong Ji Xuan always lowered his head, his expression was a little sad and solemn, and after a while, he wiped away the tears on the edge of his eyes and stood up, now Ji Xuan is already a man.

"Princess, Ji Xuan came here at this time to offer a sword, and my grandfather spent ten years casting a sword for the princess, hoping that the princess can use this sword to overcome obstacles, defeat the rebels, and defend my Tang Chang'an!"

Untied the strap on his chest, took off the Han sword he was carrying on his back, held it in his arms, and browsed the Han Sword Yundan in his eyes with a look of remembrance and reluctance.

"This sword is called Yundan Han Sword, according to the princess, the material is the ancestral meteorite of the Gong Loser, and there is a blood cloud in the center of the sword body, so my grandfather named it Yundan! Ji Xuan dared to ask the princess to dismount and catch the sword! ”

Gong Xuan slowly pulled out the sword, held it in the palm of his hand, and after finishing speaking, he knelt on the ground and raised the sword above his head.

Wu Yueya watched and listened, and finally jumped off the white tiger in response to the sound and landed firmly on the ground, the two black rose revolvers and the old sword hanging from her waist swaying with the master's posture.

"It turned out to be a Han sword made by the Gong Transport Map, Yun Dan, this name is very good, and the sword is also very good, what about your grandfather?"

Feeling the cold light of the sword body, he stretched out his hand and slowly touched the beautiful sword body of the cloud pattern, just like touching the soft body of the girl, and the only different feeling was the cold skin between the fingers.

"Grandfather will always watch the princess on the mountain, will always watch the princess return triumphantly, will watch Chang'an prosper forever, he will watch the Tang Dynasty on the mountain!"

Hearing this, Wu Yueya slowly exhaled a heavy breath and looked up in the direction of Lishan, she understood the meaning of the public loss machine Xuan, and watched Chang'an? It's really a great guy, and then look back at the vast and towering Chang'an City, in front of him are more than 100,000 enemies, even if they use up the weapons in the warehouse, it is impossible to stop it, and behind them are millions of Li people, can feel a heavy sense of responsibility to carry life, this feeling of being so pressed that the heart can't breathe, it's too heavy.

However, there is no hesitation in my heart now.

"I accept this Yundan Han Sword, this will be a new starting point, led by me, and everything will be carried by me!"

Wu Yueya took the sword from the hand of the public loss machine Xuan, held it in front of her, the sharp blade stabbed the skin slightly, reflecting a girl's face, this is her face at the moment, a girl who sank into the torrent of history, although she can't overthrow the country and the city, at least let the enemy remember this tenacious heroic posture!

"I did receive the Han Sword, and the will of you and your grandfather did receive it, and then hand it over to me, even if there are thousands of troops, I will guard it for you! I am the princess of the Tang Dynasty! It is my duty and obligation to defend the country! ”

After the promise, Wu Yue Aya flew into the tiger, holding the cold and shining Yundan Han sword, and gave orders to the neatly arrayed black armor army.

"Black Armor, follow me!"

Drink! Responding to the princess's order with high passion, this is a team full of souls, as sharp as the Yundan Han sword in Wu Yueya's hand, they are carrying the hope of millions of people in Chang'an!

The red flag was waving in the wind, embroidered with martial arts characters on one side, and Tang characters on the other, facing the bright sunshine, swaying towards the end of the mountains, until it disappeared in the field of vision of the public transmission machine, he retracted his gaze, holding a rusty long sword handed over to him by the princess to repair, and touched the hilt of the sword with nostalgia, and the sound of his grandfather striking iron sounded in his ears.

"Grandfather, the sword has been delivered, you don't have any regrets, this Chang'an and the princess, grandson is watching for you!"

After several days of marching, they arrived in the valley in front of Fan Chuan, and the Black Armor Army began to arrange, and Wu Yueya also grabbed the foreign marquis who were still living in Fan Chuan and were ready to surrender to Cheng, handed them over to Liang Zixin to take away, and stole all the food in his home, leaving not a single grain.

As for the precious things, they were transported back to Chang'an by Liang Zixin and the people in the palace outside the marquis, and then sent them down later.

A day later, the whistling Uighur horsemen appeared on the other side of the valley. Read the latest chapter of "Steamed Tang Claw Book House" for free for the first time.