In the slow heat and soothing of the beginning, the first volume is about to enter the climax, and it will be followed by more killings and battles, Liu Xu, the eunuchs, and the White Lotus Sect each have their own strange plans, iron fire, life and death, and conspiracy are rampant, please help readers greatly to push the story to a new climax!

Biron is in his thirties this year, and time has left a lot of marks on his face, causing him to grow a few wrinkles on his forehead, the corners of his eyes and his chin. Pen | fun | pavilion www. ｂｉｑｕｇｅ。 info He has a long face, little hair, and surprisingly large eyes, which gives him the nickname "horse face". Bolong doesn't like this nickname, but it is said on the rivers and lakes that "there is only the wrong name, not the wrong nickname", and his nickname is recognized by everyone who has seen him, so that no one calls him by his real name for a long time, but calls him "horse face".

He is a native of Xingtai, Hebei Province, his hometown is Cangzhou, he followed his father to learn sticks and fists since he was a child, and when he grew up, he ran darts for the dart board.

At the moment, Bolong was riding a black and white horse, slowly walking down the road. This horse is a good horse, don't look at its appearance, not tall, but extremely fast, endurance is also very good, running very few horses can catch up, for Bolong, running fast means easy to save life, this is the greatest value of a horse.

He wears a suit of chain mail, but does not have a helmet on his head so as not to interfere with his vision. The surface of the chain mail is bright and clean, reflecting the morning sun, and it is clear that it has been carefully maintained by its owner. Bolong's chain mail is a ring-to-ring interconnection, strung into a square-shaped part, and then attached to a piece of armor lining, he heard that the chain mail in the Western Regions is infinitely nested with rings and rings, and it is estimated that it will be more troublesome to build. There is a war sword hanging from his waist, about two feet long, relatively thin, this kind of sword is not conducive to the battle formation, but it is suitable for people in the rivers and lakes to fight flexibly, indicating that the owner of the sword is an old Jianghu, not from a military background. He also has a crossbow hanging on his waist, although this weapon is not lethal enough, it is no different from the enemy wearing heavy armor, but it is very threatening for the enemy who does not wear armor, which is also a weapon that people in the rivers and lakes dream of, but the crossbow arrow is a weapon controlled by the imperial court, and ordinary people cannot get it.

Bolong squinted his eyes and looked at the avenue in front of him, winter in the north came early, the leaves on both sides had fallen off, and the road was full of red and yellow fallen leaves, and it was impossible to hide the ambush soldiers. The road is deserted, and a thin mist drifts in the distance, which seems very quiet. He listened to the sounds on both sides of the road, and found that the birds were still calling, and there was no peculiarity, so he gave a whistle and told the brigade behind him to continue on his way. Seeing that the team began to move, he continued to move forward, he was the leading scout of the team, responsible for the reconnaissance work of the entire team.

There is also a person who served as a scout together, his nickname is "Crazy Monk", so you can know that he is a layman monk, he claims to be from Shaolin Temple, because he can't see through the red dust to come here, but someone in the team secretly says that he was kicked out of the temple because he raped the peasant woman under the mountain.

In this regard, the mad monk scoffed: "The monk of our Shaolin Temple is strong. Rape is also called strong. Traitor? That's called opening the light! ”

Bolong looked around vigilantly, touched the horses under his crotch, and asked the mad monk, "Monk, where are you going next?" ”

When the mad monk heard this, he turned his head and looked at Bo Long with a pair of bull's eyes: "What to go and where not to go?" Although Wei's husband was sent to Fengyang by the emperor, I see that his dozens of cars of treasures are all real money, and he doesn't need us to take care of the family and nursing home when he arrives in Fengyang? Husband Wei gave a lot of silver, and let him play with women, let's do it for him! ”

Bo Long was silent for a while, and said: "I didn't mean that, if Husband Wei can go to Fengyang to continue to gain a foothold, we might as well continue to work for him, anyway, who to watch the house is not to watch the house, and who to help kill is not to kill?" But I think," Speaking of this, his voice was low, and it seemed a little mysterious: "I look at Husband Wei, I'm afraid I won't live long!" ”

"Scared! How do you speak! If you let Husband Wei hear this, according to his ruthless style, can you still have a good go? The crazy monk was startled, and scolded in a low voice: "We people in the rivers and lakes pay attention to doing things with money, since we have taken Wei's husband's money, we have to do things for him, as for Wei's husband himself, didn't the emperor kill him!" ”

Bo Long was not persuaded by the mad monk, he continued to whisper: "You monk don't understand, what this powerful minister who has lost power is most afraid of continuing to be arrogant, looking like he is not afraid of heaven and earth. You watched Husband Wei come out of the capital, although there were no high-ranking officials to see him off, but even Cai Bao brought nearly a hundred carts with his family, and two or three hundred samurai entourage, where did he make a mistake and be assigned? If the emperor knew about it, what would the emperor think? Will it kill Wei's husband? ”

"This-" The crazy monk was a little shaken: "What you said is also true, this Wei husband is indeed too arrogant, this emperor easily sent down Wei husband, he is a powerful one, if he knows about it, I don't know what else to do!" ”

"Also," Bolong continued: "I heard that Liu Xu and Liu Boyang led the troops to rush into the city of Nanjing, and arrested the king of the military department in Jin with a thousand knives, and I heard that more than 8,000 knives were cut, and Wang Zaijin died of pain!" And the scholars who followed him were like crazy, grabbing Wang Zaijin's meat to eat, and their mouths were full of blood! When he said this, there was a deep fear in his tone, and it was obvious that he was also frightened by this bloody act.

He is not afraid of death, who is afraid of death? Those who are afraid of death will either die or leave the rivers and lakes. But he is afraid that he will not die happily, if he is slashed thousands of times before he dies, it is indeed the most terrible way to die.

"Scared! A scholar is so powerful! The crazy monk spoke deeply, his eyes were round, and he shouted in a low voice: "Grandpa Buddha, where is this Liu Xu what kind of Wenqu star, what kind of greedy wolf star and seven killing stars are down, the killing nature is so heavy!" Then he came back to his senses: "It's true that this Liu Xu killed Wang Zaijin, I also heard about it, but what does this have to do with us?" ”

"You're stupid!" Bo Long said a little anxiously: "Yesterday, I heard from a merchant who went north that Liu Xu went north with thousands of people, saying that he wanted to intercept us, kill Wei's husband, and avenge the Donglin party!" ”

"Oh, I think they are a group of scholars, can they beat us?" The crazy monk was a little unconcerned, "If the emperor sends the Jinyi Guard, we will have to hide, but this gang can't be lifted, and the scholars who can't resist on their shoulders are afraid of what!" ”

"You idiot!" Bo Long was even more angry: "He is righteous, instigating thousands of people to kill him with sticks, you are covered in iron and can hit a few nails?" And maybe they'll come with an army, no matter how well you practice your iron shirt, can you stop the bird's crossbow? Again, why should we fight to the death for Husband Wei? Our monthly money is paid on a monthly basis, let's work for a month and get a month's money, why should we work for Husband Wei? ”

"That's right," the mad monk nodded: "You're right, your horse-faced brain is better than my mad monk!" Then you say, what should we do? ”

"Don't call me a horse face!" Bolong scolded angrily, and then whispered: "I have a plan, and many people have already agreed to it......"