In the middle of October of the third year of Sheng Qian, the prince of Yanwang, as a special envoy, led 500 Yanyun iron horsemen to Jiangning and other places for disaster relief. Pen | fun | pavilion www. ｂｉｑｕｇｅ。 ｉｎｆｏ

Hua Yunyan stood at the door of Washington with a pear blossom on her face, the two never said goodbye, Fang Yun, who got up before dawn, left early, and the relationship between men and women often feels the most pain when parting.

"If Fang Yun doesn't come back to marry you, I will definitely go to the court to join him!" Hua Yunfei said indignantly, also to attract Hua Yunyan's attention and not to make her too sad.

"Go, go, go and join him, let him come back early." Hua Yunyan, who was smiling like a fairy, turned her head and left.

Leaving the poor soldier in the military department, he stood alone at the door for a while, and then he decided to go to the military department, and he was too depressed at home.

Riding a horse and running on the official road, Xu Xiong felt that there was nothing, more wonderful than now, wearing iron armor, a spear, and a swallow knife.

They are the most regular light cavalry of Yanyun Iron Cavalry, there are not so many routines, hitting people by guns, killing people by knives, Xu Xiong as a partial general just appointed by His Royal Highness the Prince, although it is only a verbal partial general, but he also has a trace of emotion in his heart, they are the elite of the light cavalry, and they were selected into the forbidden army of the imperial city, but they are cavalry, not foot soldiers, let them let a group of wild horses go to the imperial city to stand guard, which makes people feel that the future is dim, Xu Xiong feels that they have already lost their temperament, but fortunately, their Yanyun Xiaobawang saved them, a full five hundred iron horses, All with gratitude.

Five hundred Yanyun light cavalry, stretched into a team of hundreds of meters on the official road, although there are not many people, but the momentum is calm, there is a feeling of being ready to attack, like a fierce tiger, will pounce on the prey at any time.

Wang Qiming, the household servant, took more than 20 guards and more than a dozen carts of silver, and at this time they were surrounded in the team, like a little sheep in the arms of a tiger, especially the 20 or so guards, for fear of having something to do with it, it was really a blood mold.

Fortunately, after a day or two, they found out that these Yanyun Iron Riders were very well-behaved, and they had not troubled them, Wang Qiming was also relieved now, and he could still chat with Yan Wang Shizi if he had nothing to do, although they were all non-nutritious topics, but he was not too nervous at this time.

From Bianjing to Jiangning, take Huainan East Road, this boundary is not stable, Fang Yun can almost feel that except for the place where there is Yanwangfu, other places are not too stable, after the original 10,000 soldiers of Hangzhou City were taken away, they practiced for three full months, and then the veterans took the new soldiers and swept all the cottages in Zhejiang.

It's simple, but 10,000 people, training for three months, eating, drinking, and Lazar, almost all of them are doubled, and in order to be able to practice physical fitness, there is basically meat for a while, and then go to sweep the cottage, all kinds of weapons are depleted, casualties, etc., everything is the expenditure of Yanwangfu, in just half a year, these 10,000 people used nearly 80,000 taels of silver, this kind of thing can also be done in Yanwangfu, this is not the time of war, really fighting, no silver, want to let the soldiers work, after all, it is not work, want to rely on mouth cannons and friendship, The possibility is too small, after all, everyone has to live, there is no silver in the pocket, it is not a long-term thing, maybe half a year and a year can be, but after a long time, the love is gone.

In the current Qianyang, the military system is controlled by civilian officials, except for Gao Xianzhi's Northwest Fierce Army and the Seed Army's Seed Army, no one else will do this kind of thankless work.

Although there are some bandits on Huainan East Road, they are not stupid, they see a long line of cavalry of five hundred people in the distance, and they are all high-headed horses, everyone has bright armor, and the momentum is calm, it is obviously not easy to provoke, although they can't guess that it is Yanyun Iron Cavalry, but in their hearts, the township soldiers can fight a dozen, and they really want to meet the forbidden army, or how far to run.

Therefore, Fang Yun had seen a lot of bandits, but he really hadn't met anyone who didn't want to die.

"Be careful, there's an enemy ahead!"

Hearing the shouts, the five hundred iron horsemen seemed to have changed their appearance, from silence to ready to go, but a few breaths, they surrounded the carriage pulled by Wang Qiming, the head of the household, and of course those life-saving silver, full 800,000 taels of snowflake silver, Emperor Qianyang took it out with a painful face, if it was robbed, Wang Qiming felt that he could go back.

The piercing sound sounded, an arrow was missed and shot at the scout who ran back, although the middle-aged scout was not professional, and he was not able to join the Eagle Dark Ride, but the most basic quality was still there, the fast horse galloped, with experience, he pulled out the swallow knife and returned to the hand and the arrow was lost, the scout was still in the dark channel The strength of the arrow was insufficient, not as good as the archer of the Liao people, but it was an arrow that broke the air, turned into a black light, and penetrated his back in an instant, the arrow came out of the chest, and streams of red blood flowed out, and the eyes were black, and the whole person fell on the side of the road.

Xu Xiong clenched his spear and squinted his eyes, the five hundred of them had never been afraid when they came to the imperial city, but at this time, a person died in vain, he just wanted to pay for his blood debts, but he didn't speak, Fang Yun had already stepped forward on a white horse.

Sure enough, on both sides of the road, many black-clothed people appeared, one of them in the front, holding a bow and arrows, and there were nearly a hundred archers behind him, and he deliberately raised his bow and shook it.

"Keep the silver, otherwise you will die even if you are Yanyun Iron Rider." The leader of the man in black pulled his bow into a full moon and shot it at Fang Yun's feet, the arrow was fiercely inserted into the soil, it could be seen that this person's strength was not weak, the two sides were hundreds of meters apart, but they were both full of energy, and they were both martial arts masters, so they could naturally hear what they were saying.

"One thousand and five." Fang Yun squinted past the leader of the man in black, looked behind him, and said something after a while.

"What?" The leader of the man in black frowned, as if he didn't hear clearly, really when the old men were asking for food, give 1,500 taels, or really treat the grandfathers as robbers?

"Your Highness's eyes are good, leave this person to us, you can take a good look." Xu Xiong smiled hideously, waved his hand, and the five hundred iron horsemen marched forward in unison.

"What are we?" Xu Xiong pulled the spear out of his horse and raised it with a roar.

"Yanyun Iron Cavalry, the spear is invincible!" The movement of the five hundred people shouted like thousands of horses, and the pitch-black scaly cavalry picked up their spears and waved them loudly.

"Killing" Xu Xiongmeng's belly of the horse, the first to start charging, and then, the second war horse began to follow, the third, the fourth, and even the entire cavalry team all began to charge, and the dust on the ground was like a rolling dragon.

"You're looking for death, shoot them for me." The black-clothed man who took the lead was beating wildly, he didn't expect that there were fifteen hundred people, three times as many as them, and he didn't frighten them, and this group of people was still galloping like desperately.

Fifteen hundred people are many, but the momentum is obviously insufficient, hundreds of people in the front row pull their bows and shoot arrows, but not everyone shoots as accurately as he wants, sometimes they can't break the armor of Yanyun's iron cavalry, some cavalry falls, but no one stops, they will never retreat, they will only move forward, and then forward.

After shooting a round of bows and arrows, the black-pressed Yanyun Iron Cavalry rushed to the front, looking at it from a distance, it felt that the cavalry was nothing, but when it was really close, anyone could feel the momentum coming from this pavement, at this moment, there were too many people who wanted to turn around and run away.

Many cavalry quickly rushed from both sides of Fang Yun, no one touched him, Fang Yun touched the mane of the horse, to reassure him, he just watched coldly, how could this group of black-clothed people be bandits, neat long knives, and with bows and arrows, they were obviously Qianyang's soldiers, as for which battalion it was.

Huainan Road, King Huainan!

"Lose the gun!" Xu Xiong squinted his eyes, raised his spear, and five hundred iron horsemen behind him, all of them were raised high, and then he threw it far away by the inertia of the charge, if the wave of arrows they faced just now was considered a drizzle, then this group of black-clothed people saw the black shadow of the spear thrown from the sky, like a downpour.

Just in an instant, the tragic casualties appeared, when an arrow was lost, it was impossible to kill a strong person, but it was pierced by a heavy spear, it was really difficult to live, a wave of gunfire, the man in black died more than 300 people, not only the death was miserable, but the injured were also completely useless, a cry sounded, and the black-clothed leader turned around and ran, because the cavalry in front of him did not care about the arrow loss, they had already drawn their swords and charged!

Xu Xiong led the cavalry, like a sharp arrow, with the impact of the horse, the enemy in front of him was knocked away, with the cavalry, the fierceness of the black-clothed crowd on the road, bending down and waving the knife, blood splashed, but no one stopped, the cavalry will not be entangled with people, only rush through the sea of people at a violent speed, turn their heads, and fight again, they only need to swing the knife, the speed must not slow down, and the brothers behind them will naturally help kill the enemy.

Although the official road is wide, there are only a dozen or so war horses walking together, in the grassland, according to reason, their spears should have fought with it one or two back and forth, and then projectile, forming the most deadly, the most stressful killing, and then the sword intersected, but unfortunately the current situation, there is only one charge, first use the spear to scare them out, and then rush up in a desperate way, this group of people will inevitably be defeated.

The leader of the men in black was furious at this time, and his soldiers were really as Xu Xiong said, when the cavalry rushed to the middle of the crowd, there were people in black who fled, and if there was one, there would be two, then ten, and finally groups of people running away with their lives.

Fang Yun finally saw the charge of the cavalry, and understood why Yanyun Iron Cavalry was called the first in the world, even if they were the most ordinary lancers, in the face of Qianyang's government soldiers, they were really like tigers descending the mountain, 1,500 people were like being chopped melons and vegetables, only 500 people, but they were like dragons crossing the river, after the cavalry passed through the black-clothed crowd, there was only a stump and broken arm on the official road, and the rest of the people also fled into the forest and fled.

"Don't stay alive." Fang Yun clamped the horse's belly, rode to the bloody battlefield, and killed a man in black who had not lost his breath with a sword.

The same is true of the horsemen who turned their horses' heads, and they did not chase the deserters, but only picked up the spears they had thrown away, and stabbed them anew at each of the enemies, some of whom were skillful, and cut off their heads as soon as they bent down, and hung them in the saddle, until some of them looked at him in a daze, and the man smirked and threw his head on the ground again.

In the war between Yanyun Tiecai and Northern Liao, the military merit was only the head, so everyone here was a skilled man who cut the head, an ordinary soldier was half a tael of silver, the captain was two taels, the captain was five taels of silver, and the general was twenty taels, and the head was silver, which could not be described as unskilled.

Fang Yun looked at Xu Xiong, who was bandaging his wounds on horseback, and rode over: "How many people have died in battle?" ”

Xu Xiong snorted and spat on the ground before he was silent: "Fifty-nine brothers, and thirteen are seriously injured, and there are many minor injuries, so I didn't investigate." ”

"If it weren't for the fact that I hadn't ridden a horse for so long, eating and waiting for death in the imperial city all day long, I wouldn't have died so many brothers...."Xu Xiong was very dissatisfied with his results, but they hadn't ridden for half a year, and they really had some hands for a while.

"I have gold sore medicine, all good things, seriously injured brothers, I don't want to see them die, let them lie on the carriage that pulls silver, each surviving brother has ten taels of silver, seriously injured twenty taels, the dead brother's family has fifty taels, no one will give you the rest of the silver." Fang Yun said in a deep voice, this is the battlefield of hundreds of people and thousands of people, if it is really a war of tens of millions of people, how many people will die?

People can't be resurrected after death, that's all he can do, but the brothers who came on horseback, hearing Fang Yun say this, were all dumbfounded, how many people they had killed themselves, they knew in their hearts, each of them had ten taels of silver, this is twenty heads!

"Your Highness..... this is a bit too much silver." Xu Xiong was a little embarrassed and rubbed his hands, there were indeed too many.

Fang Yun waved his hand and glanced at them: "Since you choose to follow me, it won't make you suffer, of course, don't think about good things, this should be paid in advance." ”

"Hehe, that's good, Your Highness, don't worry, I'm here to thank you for my brothers." Xu Xiong clenched his fists.

Wang Qiming, the head of the household, trembled with fright when he passed by the bloody battlefield, and the guards on horseback around him were the same, how could they have seen such a tragic scene.

Hundreds of meters long, there were corpses everywhere, and most of them were incomplete, and the horses under their feet were stepping on the soft corpses.

The sharp-eyed Wang Qiming saw that this group of robbers was obviously a soldier of which battalion, but nearly half of them died tragically here, and at this time he really felt that the gap between Yanyun Iron Cavalry and ordinary soldiers in Qianyang was a world of difference.

The leader of the man in black hid in the forest, in a daze for a long time, he didn't know what to do, the king of Huainan asked him to come out to loot the disaster relief silver, he hesitated, but he still made up his mind to fight once, so he found a lot of trustworthy soldiers, there were 1,500 people, although in the face of the famous Yanyun Iron Cavalry, but they were three times that of Yanyun's soldiers, it was an easy thing, but it turned out to be messed up, and it was a loss of more than half of the situation.

He knew that he couldn't go back, the king of Huainan had never controlled the military power, and there was a lot of friendship between the two of them, but he failed this time, the looting of the disaster money, if it really leaked, and the one who was looking for trouble must be looking for him, not the king of Huainan, at least he was a prince, and he must be the one who took the blame.

The black-clothed leader gritted his teeth, it was better to stand on his own mountain, and summon a brother casually: "Try to gather some brothers, don't be this bird soldier, Lao Tzu will stand on his own mountain, and follow me if you do it." ”