"What Brother Tai just said is the director of the news department of Nanshan Academy?"

Two young men stood up from the table next to them. Both of them were wearing blue robes on a white background, and the two Nanshan small characters on their chests were particularly exquisite.

The first time Ma Zhou saw these two people, he knew that today's meal was gone.

Stood up and clenched his fists and said, "I don't know what position the two of you are in the academy?" ”

The one who looked older said: "The two of us are students of Nanshan Academy, and thanks to the care of our teachers, we work as reporters and editors in the Ministry of Information, but it seems that we have never met Brother Tai, and the academy has never had a supervisor, and every major matter is decided by Mr. Lu." ”

Ma Zhou's face was a little red, and he hugged his fists and said: "I have read the "Datang News" published by the academy many times, and my life's ambition is to be able to write the newspaper together. ”

"Okay, it's a poor sour, get out quickly, or I'll call someone to cure you." When the shopkeeper heard that this person was a faker, he immediately didn't give a good face, and shouted that he wanted to drive Ma Zhou out.

Ma Zhou also had self-knowledge, and said to the two students in the academy: "I am shy in my pocket, and I will make the two brothers laugh and say goodbye." ”

"Brother and slow." The somewhat rough-looking student said: "Brother Tai's demeanor is elegant, his speech is neither humble nor arrogant, Niu is very appreciative, as the saying goes, a penny is difficult for a hero, Niu is willing to eat at the same table with Brother Tai, is Brother Tai willing to appreciate his face?" ”

Hearing such a good thing, Ma Zhou, who was feeling hungry in his belly, stopped, turned around and made a big salute, "The students of Nanshan Academy are really kind-hearted and pure-hearted, and Ma Zhou keeps the kindness of a meal in mind." ”

"Haha, you're welcome." The rough young man smiled: "It is a great pleasure in the world to be able to chat with fellow practitioners. ”

The three of them sat down and were polite, and Ma Zhou knew that one of the two people in front of him was Niu Shizan, the eldest son of Niu Jinda, the general of the dynasty, and the other was Luo Binwang, the author of Yongge, who was known as a prodigy.

"The two are either behind the gate, or they are young and precocious people, Ma is in his thirties, but he has few achievements, what a shame." When Ma Zhou heard the identities of these two people, he thought about the miserable life of his youth, and now he is almost thirty years old and has achieved nothing, and he suddenly became sad.

"Mr. Ma is a lie, Mr. Xu Yang once said that Huang Zhong fought at the age of 60, Jiang Ziya went out of the mountain at the age of 100, and there are countless late bloomers in ancient and modern times, as long as there are ideals in the heart, people will win the day." Although Luo Bingwang is young, his tone is old.

"Haha, Ma has lived for thirty years and was actually woken up by the words of a young man, it is really better than blue." Ma Zhou laughed.

Luo Bingwang scratched his head a little embarrassed and said, "I didn't say this, but Mr. Xu Yang, the judge of Nanshan Academy. ”

"Oh? Is that Guiguzi Xu Yang? ”

"Exactly."

When Ma Zhou heard this, he showed a dark look of admiration, and said: "The art of the Ghost Valley is really a thaumaturgy that stirs the world, from this news, Ma sees a brand-new Datang, a gradually unrivaled Datang."

The early morning sun dispelled the cold night, but the sunlight shining on Yuangai Suwen at this time could not drive away the deep chill in his heart.

Throwing away his armor and abandoning his armor, he fled desperately like a lost dog, but he could still hear the gunshots behind him from time to time.

At this time, Yuan Gai Suwen's face was full of mud, his face was spent, his feet were also bruised, and his whole body was sore, his clothes were disheveled, his armor was scattered, and now the only two remaining underwear were full of holes.

looked at the many sergeants who followed him to flee for their lives, all of them with tired faces and disheveled clothes. Yuangai Suwen's eyes turned red all of a sudden.

Holding back the pain in his heart, Yuangai Suwen asked the guards beside him, "How many people have we evacuated?" ”

The guard next to him said sadly: "General Huiyu, because there is no organization, the number of people who have withdrawn to the south is less than 4,000."

His heart seemed to be twitched tightly, and Yuan Gai Suwen suddenly regretted it at this moment.

Why didn't you strengthen the garrison at night, why did you set up camp after only retreating fifty miles, why did you now have irretrievable everything, the 100,000 troops who were killed lost their armor, in the face of the firearms like the Nine Heavens Divine Thunder, no one could organize an effective resistance, they were defeated, they were defeated, and the only hope now was to quickly find a fortified city, settle down and recuperate the soldiers, and then come back to avenge the shame of this time.

Just as Yuangai Suwen was thinking about leading the army back in the future, he heard gunshots in the forest not far behind him, and this sound now made Yuangai Suwen terrified, like a sharp sword hanging above his head at any time.

"Kill, brothers, capture Yuan Gai Suwen alive!" Li Hu had already collapsed out of the forest at this time, carrying a strange bow and crossbow on his back, as well as dozens of arrows with flashing cold arrows.

I saw him draw his bow and crossbow and pull out an arrow, "Chirp!" An arrow was fired, and the arrow that broke through the air instantly hit a Goryeo soldier who had no intention of resisting at all.

The bow and arrow were impartial, and they hit the soldier in the shoulder, which was not supposed to be a fatal wound, but the Goryeo soldier fell headlong and did not move.

When you lift up the Goryeo soldier, you can see that his lips are blue and his eyes are white, and he is already poisoned!

"Haha, Tigers, the poisoned bow arrows shipped from Southeast Asia are really fierce, no matter where they hit, they are deadly." Liu Yizhen also laughed and jumped out of the woods.

"There is no doubt about the power of seeing blood to seal the throat." Li Hu's body is vigorous, his bow and arrows are not missing, and each arrow can take a person's life.

At this time, Yuangai Suwen's soul was in a big risk, because he was so happy, he always liked to wear those majestic armor, all-silver ghost head armor, all-gold gold armor, and he fled in a hurry today, wearing that golden armor, the golden armor was like a dazzling star in the night sky, attracting many urban management special forces to move closer to him.

"Protect the General!" At the critical moment, the guards were still loyal, and dozens of guards rushed towards Li Hu without forgetting their lives.

"Fire cover!" Li Hu shouted, and at some point, dozens of people rushed out of the woods, picked up their guns, and shot with a leash.

"Bang bang bang!" The gunfire was incessant, and dozens of guards who rushed up suddenly fell more than half.

However, the deaths of these guards were not worthless, at least Yuangai Suwen had already taken off the golden armor he was wearing.

Putting on a soldier's armor, Yuangai Suwen and the last few remaining guards fled

In the towering forest, Yuan Gai Suwen was covered in mud, and now he has completely separated from the large army and has become a complete commander of the light pole.

The lush forest became the last place to protect him, and if it weren't for the leafy foliage blocking the view of the chengguan team, he would have been caught long ago.

At the thought of being arrested back to the Tang Dynasty, Yuan Gai Suwen shuddered, what kind of misery it was, from the king of a country to the plaything of the king of a country, it was even more uncomfortable than death. But Yuangai Suwen didn't have the courage to die! How much he misses Huarong now, he misses the huge palace of Goryeo, the support of everyone, but now that two-thirds of the entire Goryeo troops have been lost in his hands, what kind of face should he use to go back?

The rhetoric of the past has long been in vain, and now he just wants to be the king of his own country quietly and enjoy it in the palace walls, instead of being exhausted like now!

Just as Yuangai Suwen was distraught, there was a sound of laughter in the dense woods.

Yuangai Suwen and the guards beside him all raised their hearts to their throats, is it difficult to escape death today?!

Two masked black shadows emerged from the dense woods, and then several more masked black-robed men came out.

"New machine, cry Lua Moses to death." The black-robed man swept away Yuan Gai Suwen and a few people, and his eyes finally stayed on Yuan Gai Suwen's face, and he pointed at him excitedly and shouted towards the dense forest.

Immediately, there was a lot of soft walking in the dense forest.

At least a few hundred more masked men in black came out.

Yuangai Suwen had lost all hope.

At this time, the branches and leaves of the dense forest were removed, and a woman in pink dressed in a revealing silk gown walked out of the middle style.

Looking at Yuangai Suwen, who was covered in mud, the woman's narrow fox eyes stared at Yuangai Suwen half-squinted, and chuckled in standard Datang dialect: "I didn't expect General Jin to fall into such a field~." ”R1152