The World Heroes 8, the Eighth Chapter of the World Heroes Text on the Eve of the War (470 votes plus updates)

This article is from [%] The sunset, the afterglow of the remnant sun is reflected on a grass in the east courtyard of the Jin Palace, Yang Yuanqing is in full armor, holding the lance and standing concentrating, he swings a long lance, the lance shadow flies, the lance blade beats like a firelight under the sunset reflection, the flowers gradually become charming, his lance shadow is getting faster and faster, and gradually becomes a fire burning.

Yang Yuanqing was engrossed, his lance method had no tricks, and there was only a sixteen-character formula in the book given to him by Yuwen Chengdu, and he finally understood the essence of the sixteen-character formula.

There are no tricks on the battlefield, the battle situation is ever-changing, and the tricks are also ever-changing, but everything is not far from its origin, as long as he understands the sixteen-character formula, then he is a top lance master.

Yang Yuanqing has always felt that this is a bit like the Dugu Nine Swords in the Xiaoao Jianghu, and this is indeed the case.

Tomorrow is the day of the decisive battle, he doesn't dare to be careless at all, and he doesn't underestimate the enemy, after all, He Ruobi is recognized as one of the five of the nine generals in the army, and his martial arts are outstanding, although He Ruobi is over sixty years old, he Yang Yuanqing seems to have a young advantage, and there are also rumors in the workshop, but Yang Yuanqing knows in his heart that the real master of the decisive battle can often be won or lost within one or two moves, and at this time physical strength is not important, the important thing is speed, strength and experience.

As soon as Yang Yuanqing was recruited, in an instant, the shadow of the lance disappeared, and he plunged the lance into the soil, then he turned around and smiled at Yang Zhao, who had been standing behind him for a long time, "Let Your Highness wait for a long time." ”

Yang Zhao applauded lightly and praised sincerely: "It's really amazing!" ”

Yang Zhao is obese, although he is not suitable for martial arts, but he is well-informed, he can distinguish the level of martial arts, Yang Yuanqing's martial arts really amazed him.

Sit down on a large rock next to you. Yang Zhao patted the vacant seat beside him, "You sit down!" I have something to say to you. ”

Yang Yuanqing took a towel and wiped the sweat on his forehead, slowly walked to Yang Zhao's side and sat down with a smile: "Actually, it's just looking for a feel, and if you really fight him, I'm afraid it only takes two or three moves to see the difference." ”

Yang Zhao frowned, "Yuanqing, although it doesn't make sense to say it now, but my original intention." This kind of gambling on life and death is a bad custom of Xianbei people, you are a Han Chinese, you can completely ignore him. ”

Yang Yuanqing shook his head, "This has nothing to do with the nation, the hatred between me and him is too deep." Indeed, it is necessary to live and die. ”

"But you're not even sixteen, and he's had enough of the glory and riches, and that's so unfair to you." Yang Zhao sighed and said.

"Your Highness, why does it have to be me who loses?"

Yang Yuanqing smiled: "I'm very confident, I think he must be defeated." ”

"Tell me, why are you confident?" Yang Zhao asked with a smile.

Yang Yuanqing said lightly: "It's very simple, his knife has been softened by Gentle Township, and I just returned from a bloody battle on the battlefield." The murderous spirit has not disappeared. ”

"Makes sense!"

Yang Zhao nodded approvingly, he groaned for a while, and said slowly: "Just now, my father sent someone to deliver a letter, and he still has a few words to add, let me explain it to you again." ”

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Qi Wangfu, Qi King Yang Jun's staff Chen Zhiwei hurriedly rushed into the palace, he walked briskly all the way, and came to Yang Jun's study in a moment. The door of the study was closed, and he just wanted to knock on the door, but two of Yang Xuan's personal guards stopped him and shook their heads at him, Chen Zhiwei was stunned, and he suddenly heard the sound of a woman's laughter in the room, and immediately understood. Hurriedly stood aside and waited.

About a quarter of an hour later, the door opened, and a young woman with slightly messy hair walked out quickly, her face flushed unfaded, and Chen Zhiwei was secretly surprised in his heart. This woman is the sister of Princess Qi, married to the son of the general Yuanshou, how did she hook up with King Qi?

"Who's out there?" There was a question from Yang Xuan, the king of Qi, from the house.

"It's a subordinate, Chen Zhiwei."

"Come in!"

Chen Zhiwei walked quickly into the boil).

Yang Xuan's cold eyes made Chen Zhiwei shiver, and he hurriedly bowed down and said: "The humble post has received the latest news, and the life-and-death battle between He Ruobi and Yang Yuanqing will be mediated by Dugu. ”

"What else?"

"There is also the fact that Yang Yuanqing now lives in the Jin Palace."

Yang Xuan's face softened slightly, and he said: "I know this, I want to know, do He Ruobi have any other means?" ”

"There shouldn't be, our people said, He Ruobi is practicing martial arts desperately in the mansion today."

"Humph!"

Yang Jun sneered disdainfully, "I usually play with women until my legs are weak, but now I think of practicing martial arts, it's too late!" ”

"Your Highness, do you want us to make a move, help He Ruobi, and let him kill Yang Yuanqing directly."

Yang Jun got up and walked a few steps with his hands behind his back, he was very conflicted in his heart, Yang Yuanqing lived in Yang Zhao's mansion, which made him feel a potential threat, he knew Yang Su's weight, once Yang Su was really pulled to the side of King Jin because of his grandson Yang Yuanqing, it would be very unfavorable to him, if he could borrow He Ruobi's hand to kill Yang Yuanqing and eradicate this potential danger, it would not be bad.

But Yang Yun was thinking about another thing, I heard that my father had intervened in this battle in some way, if he was not secret, and his father knew that he was secretly manipulating this matter, I am afraid that this would cause great anger from his father, and it would be even more detrimental to himself.

Yang Jian weighed the pros and cons in his heart, and really felt very contradictory, Chen Zhiwei understood Yang Jun's worries very well, he smiled and said: "In fact, Yang Yuanqing is just the concubine of the Yang family, as far as he knows, he has been alone since he was a child, and the Yang family does not like him, the reason why he lives in the Jin Mansion today is because he can't stay in the Yang Mansion anymore, His Royal Highness might as well make a fuss about it and reduce his influence on Yang Su, so I think it is more secure." ”

Chen Zhiwei's strategy is called drawing salary from the bottom of the kettle, which makes Yang Yong very satisfied, and Yang Yuanqing should return to Dali City soon, and he really doesn't have to take it too seriously.

He nodded, "We don't want to participate in this life-and-death fight, we can stay out of it, but Yang Su's side wants to fight for it, and if you want to use dim sum, you must find a way to get Yang Su to support me." ”

"The lowly duty understands, and the lowly duty will find a way again."

"Wait!"

Chen Zhiwei was just about to leave, but Yang Xuan stopped him again, and coldly ordered: "That little housekeeper in He Ruobi's mansion." Kill him! ”

Chen Zhiwei couldn't help but shudder, it was this little housekeeper who told He Ruobi that Yang Yuanqing had returned to Beijing, and he had just bought it yesterday, so he was going to kill it today? Chen Zhiwei didn't dare to argue, agreed, and slowly retreated.

Yang Jun's gaze fell on a jade horn on the table again, and he picked up the jade horn. After weighing it slightly, he couldn't help but put it in front of his nose and sniffed, with a smug smile on his face.

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In the past twenty years, He Ruobi has never focused on martial arts as much as he does today, in the back garden. He Ruobi was wearing a purple samurai robe, with a golden crown on his head, and he danced a large knife from the gate to the wind, and the sword was as bright as snow.

He Ruobi is sixty years old this year, but he is still strong and strong, and his martial arts are strong, especially his archery skills are outstanding, five years ago. He once competed with the Turks for arrows, and from a hundred paces away, an arrow hit the bird feathers on the wall, which impressed the Turks and greatly appreciated Yang Jian.

Although He Ruobi's martial arts are high, his character is not good, he is short-tempered and reckless. Especially narrow-minded, the eyes will be retribution, the ninth year of the emperor to destroy Chen, he and Han Baohu attacked the capital of the Southern Dynasty at the same time, when attacking the palace, He Ruobi was a step slower, and Han Baohu grabbed Chen Houzhu first. Ling He Ruobi jumped like thunder, and pulled out his sword several times to find Han Baohu to duel, wanting to fight for the first prize.

He refused to let go of a small military exploit, let alone the revenge of killing his son, Yang Yuanqing left Beijing and went north. The bitter hatred of killing children has been deposited in He Ruobi's heart for more than a month, and this time Yang Yuanqing returned to Beijing again, and the fire of hatred in his heart could no longer be suppressed.

He Ruobi wielded an eighty-pound heavy knife, and there was a wooden stake in front of him, at this time, this wooden stake gradually turned into Yang Yuanqing in his eyes, and he was so hateful that he was about to spew fire, and he roared loudly, and slashed his waist, 'Click! With a bang, the stake was split into two sections, He Ruobi thrust the big knife into the ground, and laughed proudly, as if Yang Yuanqing was split into two pieces by him with one knife in his mind.

A plump maid hurriedly stepped forward with a wooden plate, holding a bowl of buttermilk high in front of him, He Ruobi picked up the buttermilk and drank it dry, but Mao shrugged his big hand from the girl's placket, kneading the girl's plump breasts, the maid's face was swollen red, and he shouted in a low voice, "Master!" ”

He Ruobi found that his eldest son He Ruosheng was standing behind him, so he had to withdraw his hand and asked unhappily, "What's the matter?" ”

He Ruosheng saw a scene that he shouldn't have seen, his face was full of embarrassment, and he bowed down and said, "Father, Pingxianghou is here, waiting in the outer study." ”

"I see!"

He Ruobi took a towel from the plate to wipe his sweat, threw it to the maid, and boiled outward)! ”

"You?"

He Ruobi glanced back at his son, snorted and said, "Your martial arts are not even comparable to ordinary border generals, and you still want to fight with Yang Yuanqing, aren't you sent to death?" ”

"But my father is old, if there are three long and two short......"

"Enough!"

He Ruobi interrupted his son unhappily, "Don't talk this nonsense now!" ”

After a pause, he said coldly: "If I die, you will naturally inherit my title, what are you worried about?" ”

He Ruosheng didn't dare to say anything, his father was so old, and the dignified Song Guogong had to fight a duel with a young general, he really felt ashamed.

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He Ruobi pushed the door into the study, in the study, a middle-aged man was slowly drinking tea, He Ruobi didn't like tea, he had the best Mengding tea in his house, which was generally used to entertain guests.

When the middle-aged man saw He Ruobi coming in, he hurriedly got up and saluted with a smile, "It seems that Brother He Ruobi is very confident!" ”

The middle-aged man's name is Dugu Quan, the seventh son of the famous general Dugu Xin of the Northern Zhou Dynasty, fifty years old this year, the official worships the history of Youzhou Thorn, because Yang Liang rebelled and returned to Beijing to take refuge temporarily.

The Dugu family can be called the first gate valve of the Guanlong aristocracy, not only because Dugu Xin is the pillar of the Northern Zhou Dynasty, but also because Empress Yang Jian Dugu Jia Luo is the daughter of Dugu Xin, so that the Dugu family is especially favored in the early Sui Dynasty, Dugu Xin's eight sons and dozens of grandchildren are either high-ranking officials in the court, or hold important positions in the army, and hold great military power.

The Dugu family and the He Ruo family are world friends, and they are also related by marriage, and He Ruobi's dead second son, He Ruojin, married the daughter of the Dugu family.

He Ruobi nodded, "Qilang, please take a seat!" ”

The two sat down, and Dugu took out something from his bag and put it on the table, and said with a smile: "This is for you." ”

He Ruobi's eyes suddenly lit up.

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[Lao Gao stayed up until three o'clock last night, only to write a chapter of more than 4,000 words, got up at eight o'clock in the morning, and completed another chapter, and now it is not far from the front, Lao Gao gritted his teeth and chased after him, and then asked everyone for five monthly passes! (To be continued)

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