Outside the city of Liaoyang, a group of thirty-eight horsemen rushed in the mountains. [Ran^Text^Library] []

Shen Wuyan glanced at the thin scholar beside him from time to time, and kept asking, "You said that your heart is on the right side...... How can there be such a strange thing? ”

Wu Zhiyuan didn't have the heart to chat with Shen Wuyan, not to mention that the bumps of the horse galloping made him unbearable, but the battle in Qingyang Town was enough to make him worry.

He tried his best not to think about the tragic situation in Qingyang Town, but he couldn't help but think about the danger of Li Ruxuan's trip.

As the commander of Liaoyang City, now he rushed out with 3,000 new soldiers, but left this Liaoyang, which has hundreds of thousands of people, once the war starts, hundreds of thousands of people will suffer at any time.

There were all kinds of sorrow in his heart, so Shen Wuyan asked, and he didn't have the heart to answer.

However, Shen Wuyan's expression did not change much, even if he had long been eager to kill Liaoyang at this time and skin those thieves and cramp, he could still talk and laugh on his face.

So seeing Wu Zhiyuan so sad, he sighed slightly and said, "You don't have to worry about Liaoyang City...... You can not believe me, but you still don't believe Old Ancestor and Steward Wu? ”

Not to mention the ancestor, he took thirty-six Liaodong men who had only been trained for half a month to kill Erlong Mountain, which showed its might.

Not to mention that Steward Wu, although he has not been in battle in these years, he also came from the battlefield in the early years, if it weren't for his weak heart, his future would not be bad.

Wu Zhiyuan sighed lightly and said helplessly: "Mr. Shen also knows that these two are soft-spoken...... I'm afraid the crowd will be dissatisfied...... Moreover, the two of them are not qualified to transfer troops. ”

"Why should you worry about that...... The qualifications for the transfer of troops will definitely be there. Shen Wuyan smiled mysteriously, then took out a dagger from his sleeve and threw it to Wu Zhiyuan, saying, "Take the self-defense ......."

Wu Zhiyuan realized that he was in a hurry, but he didn't even bring a weapon in his hand, saying that he was going to kill the enemy, but it was better to send him to death.

Shen Wuyan shook his head and said with a wry smile: "I really don't understand why you followed...... Miss Liu is really pitiful, if you die, how can I explain to him......"

"Mr. Shen is underestimating Wu too much." Wu Zhiyuan's face changed slightly, and he said in a deep voice: "My father was born in the army, I don't know anything about military affairs at any time, but I also know how to hold a three-foot sword......

"Take the enemy's head and thousands of miles away?" Shen Wuyan chuckled lightly and said, "Wu Daxia, don't be laughing...... This is not a play, and you and I are not heroes...... Killing people on the battlefield is not like that. ”

As soon as the words fell, Shen Wuyan suddenly said: "Of course, it's not that there are no heroes...... I met one a few years ago, and that person can be called a hero...... Of course, the master of this dagger in your hand is no worse than that hero. ”

"The owner of the dagger?" Wu Zhiyuan took the dagger out of his sleeve, and at a glance he saw the sharp two words on the dagger: "Wang Tian." ”

Shen Wuyan smiled slightly, and said: "This person is omnipotent in the sky and into the earth, a sword comes from the west, and immortals fly outside the sky...... That's right, a flying sword from the sky, the rivers and lakes change color. ”

"Flying Immortals from the Sky?" Wu Zhiyuan became more and more confused, and hurriedly asked: "What kind of tricks are flying immortals outside the sky......

Shen Wuyan saw that his frowning brows were slightly soothed, so he breathed a sigh of relief, and hurriedly responded: "This day outside the flying immortals has said ......."

At the time of such words, it was not early for the horses to gallop, but it was still a long way from Qingyang Town.

As he passed through a jungle, Shen Wuyan suddenly said, "I am about to meet the enemy, so you are ready to prepare in the same place...... Whoever brings back less than ten heads after a while will be fined ten taels of silver. ”

Although the thirty-six behind him were not in the Ming army, they were equipped with extremely strong armor and hardwood curved bows, steel swords hanging from their waists, and scimitars in their hands.

And these horses under the crotch are all from the Mongolian tribes, and the strongest Mongolian horses are bought with a lot of money.

In addition to these, they also carried muskets and ammunition with them, but each of them carried a very heavy weight.

However, after these days of training, the thirty-six people have long been accustomed to these equipment, and they are extremely proficient in using them, so it is not a problem to say that they are sweeping Liaodong.

In fact, what made Shen Wuyan conceited the most was that although these thirty-six people could change any formation to face the enemy, whether it was attacking or defending, they could advance and retreat freely.

At this time, listening to Shen Wuyan's joke, there was silence in the field, as if no one had spoken just now.

Wu Zhiyuan on the side was suddenly amazed, the strength of this team, this alone shocked him.

In an ordinary army, a small fluctuation will have a huge impact, if Shen Wuyan was so joking before, it would cause a burst of laughter, but these thirty-six people were unmoved.

Shen Wuyan nodded with satisfaction and said with a smile: "The ancestor treats them very harshly, and every time they go out into battle, if the number of kills is not enough, they will be beaten...... However, it was so, and the thirty-six were invincible. ”

Wu Zhiyuan nodded lightly, sighed bitterly, and said in a deep voice: "I trained them to be killing tools......

"In fact, the ancestor is not such a person, every time he returns from a battle, his hands will inevitably be stained with blood...... Speaking of which, it is also to eliminate harm for the people, but this is also the first time that it has been ...... to the outside world."

Shen Wuyan sighed slightly: "The reason why I didn't let the ancestor come...... He is too impulsive, if he sees the tragic situation in Qingyang Town, I am afraid that he will not leave his hand......"

"Could it be that Mr. Shen is still soft-hearted towards those thieves?" Wu Zhiyuan snorted lightly.

Shen Wuyan waved his hand and said with a light smile: "Soft-hearted...... A few months ago, a few guys in the store said that they were going home for the winter solstice, and I agreed...... Now they can't come back. ”

Although there was a smile on his face, Wu Zhiyuan could see the blood and anger in the other party's eyes, so he was silent.

"Alright." Shen Wuyan patted the dust on his body, then looked back at the mountain road not far away, turned around and shouted angrily: "Do you dare to go to fight with me......"

"Why don't you dare ......?"

The snow fell on the pines, and with this roar, the snow fell from the pine trees, and a few little squirrels poked their heads out of their arms and chirped.

After a while, he seemed to notice that there was something different under the tree, so he hurriedly jumped down to see that it was a behemoth, so he touched his nose to sniff it, and it didn't seem to be a pine nut, so he left disappointed.

Running down the book, staring at a few snowfalls, falling on the behemoth under the tree, but what does it have to do with the little squirrel?

Suddenly, the behemoth moved, then wiped his head, then patted the snow on his body dry, stood up suddenly, looked into the distance, and couldn't help shouting angrily: "Shen Wuyan...... Why did you leave me behind......

He roared angrily, but he was already weeping bitterly, and then he looked back to see the handwriting carved into the scraped bark.

"Take care of Miss Liu...... Take care of Siqian......"

Wu Zhiyuan suddenly stopped roaring, then looked at this line of words, began to sobble in a low voice, and then muttered in a low voice: "What sage book to read...... In the end, nothing can be accomplished, but even a martial artist is not as good as ......"

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The neighing of horses resounded outside Qingyang Town.

Shen Wuyan's eyes were heavy, the previous laughter had already been put away, and he knew very well what the meaning of not hearing Ming Jun's voice at the moment was.

It stands to reason that Li Ruxuan sent troops first, and by this time he should have met the enemy early, even if there was no sound of fighting, there would be the sound of drums and cheers, but no, then there were only two possibilities.

First, all the Ming troops were killed, and second, all the Ming troops surrendered to the enemy.

Either of these situations is not a good thing. The Ming army was killed, which means that the enemy is very powerful, and only his own 36 people cannot fight the enemy.

All surrendered to the enemy, but said otherwise.

Shen Wuyan rubbed his hands, then took out the katana from his waist and said softly, "Be smart......"

With that, he looked at the entrance to the quiet town.

A few months ago, he walked out of here, took advantage of the night, escaped with the help of Shao Fang in a coma, and then went to Liaoyang City, and now he came here again, but this is the scenery again.

When he left that day, Qingyang City was also quite prosperous, but now it is a dead silence.

The horses galloped, and thirty-six went straight into the street.

At the end of the street, a man hangs from an old locust tree. The man was dressed in a white cloak and silver armor, but the helmet was gone, and his mantle was scattered, and his appearance was extremely miserable.

Shen Wuyan's heart moved, and he hurriedly shouted: "Li Ruxuan......"

The man raised his head slightly, and then looked at Shen Wuyan, but it was Li Ruxuan, he smiled stupidly, and then shouted angrily: "Kill them all...... One doesn't leave ...... behind."

Shen Wuyan nodded lightly, and the next moment he saw the group of black-clothed people standing not far away.

"Yo, that's pretty neat...... Everybody set up fires and shoot them......"

Most of the men in black didn't know the power of the firecracker, but they also thought that these people were the same as the three hundred cavalrymen who died before, so they didn't pay attention to it at all, and rushed straight to the opposite side to kill.

The thirty-six members of the three squads were all equipped with firearms and had sufficient gunpowder, so when they saw these live targets rushing over, everyone had a sense of war in their hearts, and they swept over these corpses that fell to the ground, most of them were Ming soldiers and innocent people, and the fighting spirit was even stronger.

"Kill ......"

With Shen Wuyan's order, the gunpowder flew out, shooting all the black-clothed people who had not yet taken ten steps to the ground, and for a while, none of the black-clothed people could take a step forward.

Shen Wuyan snorted lightly, and then rode towards a group of black-clothed people, and when the katana in his hand turned around, several people were killed by his hands.

He went in and out like this, going in and out, going back and forth, seven or eight times, and no one could hurt him in the slightest.

On the contrary, there were more than a dozen black-clothed people who died in his hands.

These men in black had never been hit so hard, and they even had the intention of retreating for a while.

Immediately, the man in the cloak walked out of the darkness, his gaze swept over Shen Wuyan, who was rushing to kill in the encirclement, his face changed greatly, and he muttered in a low voice, "Who is this person...... Why have I never seen ......?"

Which Cheng thought, his soft words were also heard by Shen Wuyan, and he cut off the head of a man in black with one hand, and Shen Wuyan shouted: "Lao Tzu Shen Wuyan, a pawn of the Ming Dynasty, came to slaughter all the thieves today." "The gentleman gathers the righteous hall and the best scholar of the Ming Dynasty

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