In the thirty-third section, Sima Shang's whole body was like a huge fat ball. Rolling on the spot, the matching sword in his hand was spread, and it slashed straight towards Jian Feiyang's lower road. The sword qi is vertical and horizontal, if he is really stabbed, his thigh will be useless. Fortunately, the force just now split Huashan was a false move, and he didn't really exert his strength, he retracted the knife momentum, put his right foot on the ground, retreated three steps, and held the knife in his right hand to guard the portal.

Although he changed his moves quickly, Sima Shang didn't intend to let him go. As soon as his body grew and his fat body was like a giant ball, it crashed into him again. Jian Feiyang only felt a gust of wind blowing on his face. With a shock all over his body, he stretched out his single knife and crossed his chest. Just blocked the opponent's menacing sword. Although Sima Shang's body is fat, his rank is not much different from Jian Feiyang. This time it brought the power of forward inertia. Jian Feiyang has one hand and one knife, how can he resist it. Only a crisp sound of "pop" was heard, but it was like a thunderclap sounding in the night sky, and he took three steps back again. Before he could stand firmly, Sima Shang stabbed with a sword very quickly.

Jian Feiyang secretly said that he was fatal, he really didn't expect this chubby Sima Shang's sword to be so fierce. It is said that the fast sword is generally practiced by thin people, but it is only used in the hands of Sima Shang, and the offensive is like a tide, even compared to the so-called grandmasters on the rivers and lakes, it is not much better. He secretly shocked in his heart: "This guy is hiding so deeply, if it weren't for Guo Yi, this kid forced him to be anxious, it is estimated that he is a martial artist, and I am afraid that he will be kept in the dark until now." ”

Seeing that this sword was about to be implemented, Sima Shang smiled and said, "You give me death." Jian Feiyang knew that hard work would definitely not work. The figure moved, taking a step back again. With a mistake under his feet, he had already moved two feet sideways, and the other party's sword stabbed straight in front of him with a sharp roar. He took a deep breath, no longer daring to be careless, his left palm inadvertently poked out, and a palm was imprinted on the opponent's shoulder. This palm is as fast as lightning, although Sima Shang's rank is not low, but he is too late, and he can still flash there, and he is imprinted by a palm. He snorted and took several big steps back, and the corners of his mouth were already bleeding.

Jian Feiyang's heart was overjoyed, and he was about to make a move, when he knew that a sudden gust of wind was coming behind him. This was a big surprise, his energy was all on Sima Shang, how could he still dodge? In a panic, I had to work my back. I only felt a pain in my vest, and a monstrous force went straight from my back to my chest. I couldn't help but spurt out a mouthful of blood. He took advantage of the situation and fell to the ground, and a lazy donkey rolled on the other side of the room.

As soon as he stood firmly, he heard Yu Zhaobin's voice coming: "General Jian, for the sake of our colleagues, you should immediately put down your weapons and admit your mistake to Governor Sima Du." There is still room for salvage. ”

When he raised his head, he saw that Yu Zhaobin had already walked over and helped Sima Shang. He was secretly grateful in his heart, if the other party really used a weapon just now, I am afraid that he would have been in a different place a long time ago. He wiped the blood from the corner of his mouth and said with a smile: "General Yu, Sima Shang is that kind of person, you and I know it." Why are you obsessed? Having said that, he smiled bitterly in his heart, how similar were these words to what Wu Ming said to himself in the afternoon? It's just that now, it seems to have dropped one by one.

Sima Shang said sharply: "What are you talking about? Don't take down this traitor yet. Yu Zhaobin's face was embarrassed, and finally he picked up his weapon amid Sima Shang's cheers and said, "General Jian, you are so offended." Having said that, his subordinates were not slow at all, and the spear in his hand was stretched out and stabbed at him in the chest.

It seems that it is not possible to fight hard, Jian Feiyang gritted his teeth violently, saw the momentum of the spear, lifted the residual true qi, and sealed the head of the spear with a knife. I only heard a crisp sound of "ding", and the others had already floated. Yu Zhaobin was stunned, obviously he didn't expect that his shot would have such an exaggerated effect.

Jian Fei was in the air and laughed: "Thank you General Yu for sending me." Like a big bird, the man slammed open the window and fell outside.

It was already chaotic outside, and they were fighting indoors, and these maids naturally heard it clearly. At this time, he was screaming and running around. Fortunately, when I went out, the Nanhan camp in the distance was as bright as day, and the light towards the night sky rushed straight out. Now Sima Shang's order has not yet been conveyed, and occasionally when he meets one or two personal soldiers, he also glances at Jian Feiyang strangely, and he does not really stop him.

Out of the Governor's Mansion, as soon as he stepped on the war horse, a burst of shouts sounded inside: "Catch the rebel Jian Feiyang, the Governor has an order to kill all the rebels in the city." Yu Zhaobin took the lead, rushed out of it with a spear, and shouted: "Jian Feiyang, stop me." ”

"If I really stand still, I'll be crazy about gain and loss." Jian Feiyang muttered. As soon as he clamped the horse's belly, the horse suddenly neighed and rushed towards the darkness. In the rear, Sima Shang shouted angrily: "Kill, kill all these things that eat inside and outside, leave no one behind, Yu Zhaobin, immediately gather everyone and suppress the rebellion." ”

There was already chaos in Guangyang City, and countless surviving city citizens ran out of their houses, listening to the "Funeral Song" outside the city, and also cried and shouted. His heart trembled, if he really let Sima Shang's five thousand personal soldiers kill wildly, I'm afraid Guangyang will pass tonight. There are very few people alive. In a hurry, he couldn't care about his own injuries, put the knife behind the horse's buttocks with his right hand, and stabbed him in the buttocks.

By the time he reached the western wall, screams were already heard in the distance. He turned over and dismounted, Zhou Ji greeted him, saw that he was pale, and there were blood stains on the corners of his mouth, and exclaimed: "Captain, what's wrong with you." ”

Jian Feiyang couldn't explain, and gasped: "You immediately go to the oil basin at the head of the city to light Songming, and then open the city gate." At the same time, he sounded the trumpet and gathered all the brothers to form a spear formation to resist the attack of Sima Shang's guards. Be sure to hold the entire city gate before the arrival of the Southern Han army. ”

Zhou Ji is not a fool, look at Jian Feiyang's appearance, and then listen to what he said. Immediately understood. He felt the horn from his chest, puffed out his cheeks, and blew it. At the sound of the trumpet, the soldiers guarding the city rushed down. Then in Zhou Ji's loud scolding, he began to form a gun formation......

By the time Jian Feiyang dragged his scars to the top of the city, the brazier on it had already been lit. In the sound of "rumbling", the gate of Guangyang, which had been besieged by the Southern Han Dynasty for a year without success, slowly opened.

As soon as the city gate opened, there was a burst of cheers from the opposite side, and in the darkness, countless people raised torches and rushed towards this side with simple guide cars. These people are all agile and dressed in black. The first one said in a loud voice: "Brother Jian, don't be impatient, Wu Ming has been waiting outside for a long time, and he will not let you suffer." ”

He was shocked, his whole body relaxed, and he sat down on the head of the city. Looking up at the night sky, the bright moon, which was not yet round, had gradually risen to the sky. A transparent gray cloud, faintly obscuring the moonlight. In the haze, the Nanhan camp in the distance suddenly opened, and countless soldiers held torches and shouted, and the tide poured towards Guangyang. A crying and laughing expression suddenly appeared on his face.

Good Wu Ming, there is yours.

※※※Three days after the destruction of Gwangyang Castle.

Urrut took the latest news from the front-line spies from the pigeon, and his brow furrowed. He sighed, took the note out, then stood up and walked towards a tall house.

This is the backyard of the Renai National Teacher's Mansion, and since Pamori became the Southern Barbarian National Teacher, she announced that she had changed her original surname Li and restored her Nanban National surname. Pabri also built the third white marble building in Genet for his aunt of the National Teacher, the National Teacher's Mansion. It's just that Pamori is quiet, and strictly orders everyone not to come and disturb her Qingxiu if they are fine. This national teacher's mansion looks majestic and tall, but it is usually deserted and deserted, and few people come.

As Pammory's personal disciple, Yulut is naturally not subject to this restriction. He walked up to the tall domed building and whispered, "Master." A neutral voice suddenly came from inside: "Come in." ”

Although he knew that the master might not be able to see it, he still bowed respectfully before walking in with his head bowed. The furnishings inside are very simple, there is a ** in the middle, and there is a woman with green hair sitting on it, even in broad daylight, the woman's face is blurred, and the specific age is not clear. Next to her, a plate of sandalwood was emitting a light smoke, almost like a wire. His brows furrowed imperceptibly, the master is good at everything, that is, every time he cultivates, he always likes to light sandalwood, but sandalwood is not the taste he likes, he likes all kinds of spices in Nanban, that is the authentic Nanban fragrance, which smells much more comfortable than the sandalwood of this Han people.

Pammory pointed to another ** next to him, motioned for him to sit down, and said lightly: "Say, what's the matter with today's arrival?" ”

Yulut straightened his clothes, walked up to Pamori and saluted, "Master, I want to ask you a question, why did you rush me back to Rene, at that time and the Han people were actually just defeated. If you regroup, you will definitely be able to defeat the reinforcements of the Southern Han Dynasty, and Guangyang will not be able to lose it. ”

"Did Guangyang lose it?" Pammory suddenly burst out with a girly voice.

Youlut is not surprised, knowing that as long as his master's love fluctuates slightly, his voice will change greatly. He bowed again and said, "Yes." ”

Pamori regained the neutral voice again, and said lightly: "Guangyang has changed hands so soon, I'm a little curious, you tell me the specific situation." ”

Yurut said, "Yes." At that moment, he briefly recounted the destruction of Guangyang City to Pamori. Pamorly listened to him quietly and muttered, "Kid Wu Ming is really powerful, and it is a bit interesting to continue to develop like this." ”

Youlute thought about it, sighed and said, "Alas, this Wu Ming's luck is really good, and I feel that all the good luck has been taken up by him." ”

"You're wrong." Pamori shook her head slowly, and said, "Art, you have to remember, a real handsome talent. Everything he did had to serve the war at all times. Therefore, he can not care about some personal gains and losses. And win the hearts and minds of others. Wu Ming's luck and popularity were not obtained out of thin air, but he exchanged his personality charm. This is also what we often call humility and generosity, and there is a way to rule, you know? ”

"Really?" Seeing that Youlut was still a little dazed, Pamori continued: "Art, your current military ability, even the generalissimo Xilie is full of praise, so what we should pay attention to in the future is the cultivation of personal character, within the scope of military discipline, strict self-discipline, and leniency towards others." Don't worry about the gains and losses of a small place with your subordinates. In this way, you can get the sincere support of your subordinates. ”

Yulut thought for a moment and asked, "Could it be that these were taught to him by the wine master?" Although they all knew that the wine Taoist should actually be regarded as their ancestor, everyone in front of Pamori invariably called the wine Taoist a teacher. At the mention of the wine priest, Pamori turned into the little girl's voice again, and shrieked, "How can that old thing know all this except for wine and his great truths all day long." This is just Wu Ming's character, but this kind of character is also flawed......" Speaking of this, probably because of his excitement, this great master of the Southern Barbarians actually covered his mouth and coughed.

There was a bit of fear in her words, but there was a vague expectation in them. But Yulute's face changed drastically, and her attention was all on Pamori's palm, where you could hear the meaning of her words. With the sound of coughing, a little blush appeared in Pamori's jade-like slender hands. It was a little bloodstain. He said a little panicked: "Master, what's wrong with you?" ”

Pamori stood upright on the **, but her slender body was as cast of iron and did not move. She said slowly: "Art, Deadwood is also a grandmaster, even if Yang Shou is about to end, if he really wants to fight for his life, it is not fun." This time, he did not hesitate to sacrifice his own life, and he also wanted to die with me, just to buy time for Persia. ”

Although he saw the master sitting in front of him, Yulute still felt cold, and he hurriedly said, "Master, are you okay?" "If Pamori really has three longs and two shorts, the path of the Nanban people will become a rootless Ping, with the current national strength of the Nanban, it can only be regarded as a joke.

Pamori waved her hand and said slowly: "Don't worry, I definitely won't die, but in a few years, I must recuperate, and I can't fight with the grandmaster anymore, his dead wood is worse than me, I'm afraid it's really a dead wood now." With that, she resumed her little girl's voice and laughed mischievously.

Yulut frowned, and said in a low voice: "In this way, Persia may also launch an eastward crusade in the near future, otherwise, wouldn't the qiē done by the dead wood be in vain?" ”

Pammory's voice was neutral, full of admiration: "That's right, I'm worried about this, so I let the Southern Han occupy Guangyang, so that there is room for peace talks, otherwise even if the Southern Han doesn't want to fight anymore, but under the pressure of public opinion, they have to go south. ”

"But." Youlut was still very unwilling: "Isn't that all our previous efforts in vain?" ”

Pamori sighed and stood up, but her eyes were looking to the north. She said lightly: "Art, you have to remember that before the appearance of the fifth Grandmaster on the bright side in this world, we and the entire Eastern Han Dynasty were enemies, but at the same time, we were also allies. Don't do anything too much, you know? ”

Youlut thought about it, and gradually understood in his heart, lowered his head and said, "The disciple knows." ”

The counter-calculation is over