Chapter Seventy-Seven: First Sight of Ning (Recommended Ticket, Collection, Click)
When Na Xining and his party came to the door of the post station and saw the Daming Iron Rider of the Daming Iron Cavalry waving flags and smoke billowing in, Xining's calm and calm mood couldn't help but be a little nervous.
More than 1,000 Daming iron horsemen wearing armor and armor marched silently, under an iron helmet, there were a pair of indifferent and rebellious eagle eyes, and the iron armor blades on the body collided rhythmically with the running of the horse, and the sound was like sharpening a knife out of the sheath, a kind of cold killing intent and sharpness, so that Xining had an urge to pull out his legs and escape.
"The last time I heard that I attacked Xuanfu with nearly 10,000 cavalry, I was defeated by King Yang with only 800 iron cavalry for more than 100 miles, and fled all the way back to the grassland. When I saw this thousand iron horsemen today, I knew that this King Yang was really ......" Po Ershu looked at the Daming iron cavalry covered by a thousand iron armor, carrying a crossbow on his back, hanging a sword from his waist, and almost armed to the teeth, and then looked at the soldiers around him who were wearing some chain armor except for the centurion, and the rest of the soldiers were just tile cavalry covered by leather armor, and his eyes couldn't help but be red like the robbers who were waiting at the door of the bank.
In addition to the difference in equipment, this thousand Ming iron cavalry army is neat, more than 1,000 people, no one speaks noisy, only the dull sound of horse hooves and metal collision bursts of attack, such a fierce iron cavalry, in the prairie, I am afraid it is difficult to find a match.
But what makes Po Ershu happy is that the cavalry of Xuanfu is only more than a thousand, and although the armies in other parts of the Ming Dynasty also have elites, they are not comparable to the tile spur elite cavalry that comes and goes like the wind.
Thinking about the 200,000 elites led by the Great Tomorrow, isn't it the best footnote?
Gao Yun looked at the Daming Iron Cavalry that was getting closer and closer, as well as the battle flag fluttering high, which made him difficult to suppress the agitation in his heart for a while, and his eyes were faintly moist, he really didn't expect that he would one day be able to return to the land of Daming, and see the dragon flag of the Daming regiment that was fierce in the wind, as if it would never fall down.
Under that battle flag, Yang Hongyang, the same as the Daming Iron Cavalry beside him, was also wearing armor and armor, and his beard was like snow, and with the gallop of the mount under him, he flew with the white beard, but he couldn't hide his eyes that were not angry and arrogant under his white eyebrows.
However, in a few dozen breaths, before the Daming Iron Horse, which seemed to be far away, had galloped to the post station, Yang Hong restrained the horse's head, swept his eyes over the people standing outside the hall, and finally his eyes fell on Xi Ning, who was in a brocade robe with knotted hair but a white face and beard.
Yang Hong's gaze was like two sharp swords out of the sheath, stabbing Xining couldn't help but subconsciously hang his head, as if he didn't do so, he would be stabbed by Yang Hong's gaze.
The Daming Iron Army, which arrived at the post station in the future, was like Hong Han who had encountered the reef, smoothly circling around the post house, like mercury leaking into the ground, surrounding the small post house. This unkind gesture made the worry in Xining's heart heavier and heavier.
"The old man is Yang Hong, the chief soldier of Xuanfu Town in the Ming Dynasty, where is the envoy of the tile spur?!" Yang Hongle stopped the horse's head, played with the horsewhip in his hand, and looked at the members of the Tile Spur Mission who had been calm from the beginning to now seemed a little frightened, and the corners of his mouth showed a meaningful smile, and said lightly.
"The last general is the commander of the Thousand Commanders of the Tile Spur Ross Department, and he has seen King Yang." Po Ershu turned his head slightly, but saw that Xining hung his head, his face was a little miserable, and he couldn't help but pout, it seems that these southerners are also talking about kung fu. Immediately, he stood up and saluted Yang Hongshen, who was sitting firmly on the mount: "On behalf of the prince of my family, I greet King Yang, and if I have time, I also invite King Yang to be a guest in the court of the Tile Thorn King on our prairie." ”
Hearing this, Yang Hong couldn't help but smile, stroked the snow-white long beard under his chin and shook his head, "Also on behalf of the old man to greet your prince, and thank you for your lord's kindness, the old man is old, and his legs and feet are not good, if you go back and ask your prince, when you are free, and then go to the old man's territory to wander, when the time comes, the old man will definitely set up a banquet." ”
The smile on Ershu's face suddenly froze, looking at this general soldier of the Ming Xuanfu who smiled lightly and stroked his beard and shocked the prairie, he couldn't say anything to refute it, after all, what is the use of a hard mouth? This famous general who has guarded the border for decades and has a great reputation, can he deal with it with a small commander?
Hearing this hidden witty answer, Xining felt more and more uncomfortable, and the entire post house was surrounded by the iron cavalry under Yang Hong, and he just wanted to leave, and he was afraid that he would not have a chance.
"Why, the old man's question, didn't you hear it?" Yang Hong's eyebrows raised unhappily: "The old man wants to invite you in the city today, it is considered to make amends for the disrespect of the dog yesterday, and you don't come to do it, and threatened that the old man must come to invite him in person, and now, the old man has arrived, could it be that the envoy who dares to have such bold words does not even have the courage to answer the old man's words?!" The voice was not high, but the evil aura that was not angry and self-righteous made everyone in the envoy group shudder in unison, and their eyes involuntarily stared at Na Xining.
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"The lower officials see the metropolitan governor, and the metropolitan governor can come in person, which is really beyond the expectations of the lower officials and others, in fact, we should really go to Xuanfu to visit the metropolitan governor, but I don't want to, that official actually took a joke of the lower official seriously, and I hope that the metropolitan governor will forgive the crime." Xi Ning forced himself to squeeze out a humble smile, and his body became more and more rickety and humble.
"Xining?" Yang Hong's snow eyebrows raised slightly, turned over and jumped off the horse, as if he had never heard of this name, played with the horsewhip in his hand, and slowly walked to Xining: "You are Xining?" ”
"It's Xiaguan." Xining replied with a hard smile.
"You are the one who used to serve the emperor, and then rebelled into the tile spur, and served for the first time?" Yang Hong put his hands behind his back, and his burly and tall body stood proudly in front of Xining, smiling rather than smiling.
Hearing this, Xining's forehead was already secreting a big drop of cold sweat, and the fear in his heart had already made his legs begin to weaken, and he forced himself to show a smile that was not much better than crying, and his tone became more and more humble: "...... The governor of the capital, the lower official is a Jurchen, he was taken captive by the Ming people back then, and then he was purified into the palace, all of them are involuntary, he is not a Ming person, how can he be a traitor? The Metropolitan Governor is really serious. ”
Yang Hong couldn't help but let out a hearty laugh: "Hehehe, what a sharp mouth, no wonder you were appointed as the envoy first, and came to make me Xuanfu." Bring the national letter to the old man. ”
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