Chapter 149: Sending Troops to Helan [Chapter 5]

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The so-called Qimen Dunjia has been the most mysterious thaumaturgy since ancient times.

The origin of warlocks can be traced back to the ancient Yanhuang, when the priests of various tribes, as well as the wizards, were the original warlocks.

The flow of warlocks is divided into three veins: Qimen, Liuren, and Taiyi.

Among them, the development of Qimen is the most, in the world, there are less than 3,000 warlocks, of which Qimen has a vein, occupying seven layers, six Ren and one vein, occupying two layers, and Taiyi has always been mysterious and has been passed on, almost pitifully. But it will not be excluded from the warlocks, because today, the heavens and men will be in Chang'an, and there will be three veins. Qimen Dunjia, Liuren Taiyi, she controls them one by one.

Speaking of the most widely spread Qimen Dunjia, it can be traced back to the time of the Yellow Emperor, the Yellow Emperor got the Heavenly Seal Book and the Dragon Armor Divine Chapter, which is the source of Qimen Dunjia.

The Qimen line is divided into four streams, namely the odd word flow, the door word flow, the escape word flow, and the A word flow.

Among these four streams, there are celebrities, odd word streams, A, B, C, SUN, MOON and stars, and Yang Su, the king of art.

The door word flow, rest, life, injury, Du, Jing, shock, death, open eight doors, there is a ghost Zhang Liang.

The word flow is incarnated, and there is the god of art Zuo Ci.

A word flow, the nine characters of mystery, pro, soldier, fight, person, all, column, in, array, front. There is a magic immortal Ge Hong.

These people have created their own peaks, and in today's world, the celestials who ascend to the heavenly platform are based on the Jiaziliu of the Qimen lineage, and all the sects are warlocks of the Jiaziliu. In this world, there are one thousand five or six warlocks in the Jiazi stream. Of course, this stat will continue to evolve, as the Ascendant continues to train new warlocks.

This is the situation of warlocks in the world today, and it is also what Yifei learned from Linglong. I don't know if I don't listen to it, but it's really amazing when I hear it. The Warlock's system is so complicated. It is divided into three veins, divided into nine streams, and there is a hundred schools of thought.

The Warlock is very powerful, and from what he has seen today, he can use the elements of nature, which is absolutely magical. The power is so heartwarming.

However, Yi Fei also discovered that the warlock was actually not so terrifying, because the dust-whisking warlock he saw today performed an earth-walking technique, and he was so tired that he was sweating profusely. Such a person goes to the battlefield, if he encounters a god of war like Wang Falcon, a hundred of them will also end up being killed in seconds!

Therefore, the warlock also has his limitations, just like his body is weak, although he can use magical abilities, but when he encounters those martial arts masters in the battlefield, you will be wiped out in an instant. I didn't even have a chance to recite the incantation.

However, in any case, Yifei's legion has such a character, and it is worth exciting. At least Yuan Tiangang them. and that Qi Evil, they are not general.

In this way, then your own "pawn" will have an opponent. What kind of existence is that heavenly person, she actually knows the technique of three veins. And Zhenda, who was the second horseman, died at her hands. Then even Anda, who rode first, would definitely not be able to compete with the woman's strength.

"It's really nerve-wracking, how can there be such power in this world, it's not scientific!" Yifei lay on the bed, staring at the curtain on the top of the tent, his mind full of countless thoughts. However, for now, we should think about what will happen in Helan Mountain in the future.

The reason why Meng Yifei planned to go to Lingzhou was that he didn't want to follow Li Shimin, a suspicious guy, and he gritted his teeth when he looked at the eldest grandson Wuji, he needed to grow up and become a person who was reused by Li Tang. Under Li Shimin, if he shows his edge again, then he will become his previous self, and now he is Wang Falcon, what he has to do is to lead Wang Falcon's troops well to repay Wang Falcon's life-saving grace.

"Brother Wang, don't worry, I will definitely find that black-robed man, and then, I will break him into thousands of pieces!"

Meng Yifei clenched his fists, and he thought of the cruel methods of the black-robed man. The prodigy fairy, the armor given by Li Shimin, the black robe, the mulberry field, Meng Yifei was thinking, who is it that has such a big hatred with him? Thinking about it, he slowly fell asleep.

The third day was the last day for the whole army to mourn Meng Yifei, which ended in the early morning of the barking dogs and chickens. However, the mood of the whole army is still extremely heavy.

Some people even began to cry as soon as they talked about Counselor Meng. They really miss Meng Yifei, even the eldest grandson Wuji regrets it a little, although Meng Yifei did not die at the hands of his own people, but his motives are already very irrational.

As a result, the generation of Tianjiao of the Tang Dynasty died young, and he regretted it in his heart.

"Meng Yifei, you are really a person who makes me break my brain, alive, dead, even more!" The eldest grandson Wuji let out a long sigh.

And Meng Yifei at this moment, no, it should be Wang Falcon, he wrapped the scarf that Xuan'er obtained, this scarf seems to be really few people have seen it, except for Linglong and Sang Zi, the rest are dead. Therefore, Meng Yifei wrapped around his neck and did not arouse the suspicion of others.

It was already summer, and Meng Yifei was still wearing a scarf, a little nervous. However, he just wants to warn himself in this way, he is still Meng Yifei, for Xuan'er, and he will be resurrected at any time.

Yifei's behavior, Linglong saw it in her eyes, and she was jealous, and sure enough, Xuan'er's status was something that no one could shake.

As for Sang Zi, she hadn't spoken for a long time, what had she been thinking about all day? There is no way to know that Meng Yifei really wants her to speak, but what can she get from the forced order?

Today is the day when Meng Yifei raised troops in Lingzhou, and Li Shimin personally saw him off.

The trumpet of the ancient city was raised, the horses of Taiyuan neighed, and Li Shimin personally sent a collection of fine wine to practice today.

"General Shi, Deputy General Wang, the matter of Lingzhou will be handed over to the two!"

"Your Highness, rest assured, although the last general was born in the Turks, he is a person from the Tang Dynasty, I will live up to my high expectations, for His Highness, for the emperor, for the Tang Dynasty, to drive out the Turks, and I will not tolerate mercy." As soon as Shi Da finished speaking, he drank the wine suddenly, don't look rude, but he was thoughtful, he knew Li Shimin's purpose for letting him go to Helan Mountain, and the person surnamed Ashina really lived up to his reputation.

"And Vice General Wang, I heard that you have changed the banner of the mixed army, and your name will be Yaoguang in the future. Then this king wishes you in the name of Yaoguang, the stars shine in the sky, and the army is invincible. After Li Shimin finished speaking, he picked up the wine bowl and drank it all again.

Meng Yifei was not hypocritical, and clenched his fists and said: "The last general will obey the order." ”

After speaking, he also took the wine bowl and drank it in one gulp, leaving no wine left.

Now that I think about it, he Meng Yifei is still a little difficult to ride a tiger, and he used to be Li Shimin's military advisor, and he was in the middle of strategizing. Now he is Li Shimin's general, and he is on the battlefield to win the battle.

The general is going to go into battle in person, thinking that he Meng Yifei can't even lift a gun, can he really fight?

Even he was worried about himself.

"That's good, raise the trumpet, beat the drums, and see you off!" Li Shimin gave an order, and suddenly above the Jinyang City Tower, the trombone sounded to the sky, and the drums of Zhenyue thundered. I wish the triumph of the army of battle.

And Meng Yifei turned his horse's head and looked at his three thousand Yaoguang army. Raised the iron gun with all his might, and shouted loudly: "The division of the broken army." ”

After the sound was like thunder, it suddenly aroused the fighting spirit of the soldiers: "The division of the broken army, the division of the broken army, the division of the broken army!" ”

After three sounds, Meng Yifei couldn't support it, and the iron gun landed in response, and all the soldiers stopped shouting. Seeing this, Yifei improvised and responded: "Let's go!" ”

After speaking, he rode on the war horse, this white BMW was given by Li Shimin, and Meng Yifei's little black was lost in that tragic battle. However, he believed that Xiao Hei would come back, and it was a very spiritual horse.

After thinking about Xiao Hei for a while, Meng Yifei raised his head again, lifted the reins, and headed towards Lingzhou. The division of the broken army behind him followed closely behind, with neat footsteps and bursts of thunder.

This army, which was once unsightly in the hands of Li Shimin, will definitely be powerful in all directions, dominate the world, be world-famous, and break the army.

"Yaoguang!" Looking at the mixed army, Li Shimin shook his head, "A group of rabble, dare to call themselves the division of the army, Wang Falcon, Wang Falcon, you are not Meng Yifei after all, not after all!" ”

"Brother-in-law, let the army prepare to pull out the camp, my father was very happy to learn that Taiyuan had been recovered, but the letter also mentioned that there are changes in Luoyang, and we must hurry over!"

Li Shimin said to the eldest grandson Wuji beside him.

"Okay, I'll let Yu Wenshi and Li Jing prepare them immediately. From the Battle of Taiyuan to the present, General Yan Sheng and Meng Yifei have played a leading role. Now it is difficult for the old general to enter the field, and the small army division has died in the wasteland. It's time to give our military a try. The eldest grandson Wuji replied, and at the same time handed out a suggestion.

"Nope." However, Li Shimin shook his head, "My people, it's not time to play, let Cheng Zhijie and Qin Shubao reflect their value in Luoyang!" ”

"Cheng Zhijie, Qin Shubao?" The eldest grandson Wuji exclaimed, those two people rebelled from Wang Shichong in Luoyang, let them fight against Wang Shichong, "I understand!" ”

The eldest grandson Wuji bowed and smiled, isn't this always Li Shimin's means? Let Shi Dana play against Ashinahao, and let Qin Shubao and them play against Wang Shichong.

This battle is only interesting until now!

……

In the middle of May of the third summer of Wude, Meng Yifei had been in the army for nearly half a year. In the past six months, Xuan'er has been thinking about it every day, and the letters written for Meng Yifei have piled up. The peace charm prayed for Meng Yifei has been hung on the branches.

"I don't know when I go, when will I return?" Xuan'er looked at the flowers in front of the court, sighed again and again, the flowers were delicate. But Lang Jun did not reply.

"Sister Xuan'er is missing Meng Gongzi again?" A young woman, who came slowly, was none other than Xuan'er's close friend, Yan Xiaoxun.

"Kaoru-chan, you say, what is missing? Can it see it, can it touch it? Xuan'er tilted her head and slowly combed her hair.

Seeing this, Kaoru stepped forward to comb her sister's hair herself.

"Sister, Kaoru doesn't understand, but Kaoru knows that if she can see it, it must be red, because whenever Daddy returns, there will be rhododendrons blooming outside the city, and the mountains and fields will be red."

After hearing this, Xuan'er shook her head gently: "In my eyes, missing, maybe black, I fell into it, I can't see the end, every day passes, I feel like a long, long ......" (to be continued......)