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"Hey, what's the movement?"

In the gate of Lingxue Temple, a warrior monk on night duty turned his head to look at the courtyard wall on the east side, and just now he seemed to hear a voice coming from that side.

Don't dare to be careless, there are distinguished guests in the temple tonight, if you really let some thieves touch the temple and touch the nobles, the reputation of Lingxue Temple will be ruined.

Four warrior monks, two of them stayed in place, two of them carried lanterns, the whistle sticks in the hands of the four people were lifted, and the two people carrying the lanterns rushed to the east courtyard wall.

But when the two of them ran to the place with lanterns in their hands, Zhu Biao's figure had disappeared without a trace, and he flew out twenty or thirty feet away.

It's early in the morning again. The shouts of the boatmen had already sounded on the Luoming River, and as soon as the sky turned white, they had to make preparations, goods and meals, and when the sky was bright, they set off in time.

Zhu Biao is the same situation here, before sunset today, all the soldiers and horses must be transported across the river, and tomorrow's dusk will be the deadline.

If it doesn't happen later, it will be a light board, and the heavy responsibility will be lost and resigned. Of these two ends, Zhu Biao is not willing to choose.

The "young master" sky was white, and Zhou Yunfei also rushed to the riverside at the end of the hour.

Yesterday, the army left the camp, and Yao Jie and Song Yingzhu could no longer stay in the public house. Zhu Biao prepared a carriage, and halfway through the road, they separated from the large army and entered a small manor on the outskirts of the royal capital.

The size of the small village is only 300 acres of land, Zhu Biao spent a full 70,000 taels of silver to get it, plus the upper and lower dots, and also spent two dry pieces.

Originally, Zhu Biao found a hiding place for Zhu Hong's private soldiers, but later Zhu Hong's department had a better place to go, and this place has been empty. In addition to the replacement of a village head, the previous head of the village was the house slave of the master's family, and now the master family has bought the field and his family has followed the master family back, and the situation in the small manor has not changed at all. When Yao Jie came out, she didn't know that Zhu Biao had already cut her off in front of Zhu Liu's family, but now she doesn't need Zhu Biao to say that she also knows what's going on, she can't get rid of Song Yingzhu, and she won't be free yet.

Zhou Yunfei helped take care of it, and Zhu Hong brought another group of family soldiers, who quickly settled down, and Zhou Yunfei hurried back this morning.

Shan Yuping saw it, Yao Jie and Song Yingzhu also settled down, and Zhu Biao was relieved to have no worries. After lunch, the Luoming River was crossed by boat, and the rear of the army followed, and by the time the last wagon was carried off the boat, the sun in the west was already red and red.

"General, do you still want to set up camp?" Zhu Chaozong asked Zhu Biao with some hesitation. He felt that Zhu Biao was a quite, well-behaved person.

But the problem now is that there is really no need for their cavalry to set up camp. Not only because the territory is still within the absolute control of the Han army, but also because the main branch of the army is cavalry, and the current marching time is still very short.

Zhu Pu slammed the whip in the palm of his hand and shook his head gently. "There's no need, there's no need for camping in this place, as long as there are manpower guards arranged at night." Although according to the report from a little front, there is an excellent place to camp three or four miles ahead, and it is easy to get out of camp. But Zhu Biao now sees that there is really no need for his department to rigidly implement the rule of 'staying overnight must go to camp'.

You must know that although all the qiē and qiē in the Bodaoling camp require 'obeying the rules', Zhu Biao never laid down a wooden post fence on the way to lead the 3,000 horsemen west into Luozhou.

In Yandong, Zhu Biao experienced several major battles, and the Han army was a mixture of infantry and cavalry. Naturally, you need to stick to the door and guard the old nest. Entering Luozhou, that is, the battle of Huaiyuan, Zhu Biao fought against the county of Huaiyuan, which was naturally the most solid camp. The subsequent battle of the Beipan estuary was also a mix of foot and horseman, and because of the chariot array in hand, the scene of a qiē was very different from the current one.

Zhu Biao's current situation is the same as when he went west to Luozhou. At that time, in Taichang County, the situation was only a little distance from the front line, and he didn't dare to go down to camp at night, not to mention that the bank of the Luoming River was now within the absolute control of the Han army, so it was really strange that he would go to camp.

The night was deep, and Zhu Biao continued to study the military book in his hand in the marching tent. A while ago, he spent all his time on internal strength, and the military book was delayed again.

On the outskirts of the camp, four hundred of the most elite cavalry were intertwined to form a net that covered every inch of land within a radius of five miles. They are all elite veterans who followed Zhu Biao from Lian Ping to Yu Ming.

At the same time, in the center of the camp, Zhu Biao's three hundred personal soldiers were all waiting for him.

"Coffee ......" a dysprosium arrow roared through the clouds.

The oil lamp in the tent was still lit, but Zhu Biao had already fallen crookedly on the foreshadowing, and he didn't have to practice every night. After more than ten days of hard work, I relaxed and relaxed myself in the past few days.

But when the sharp sound of dysprosium arrows reached his ears, he opened his eyes instantly. The long sword shook hands, the armor was not draped on the body, but he was wearing a white robe, turned over his horse, picked up the iron point steel spear hanging on the victory hook, and in the roar, the three hundred relatives and horses spread out in unison.

"Boy, your eyes are a little brighter, and you don't want to see who our son-in-law is?"

"Are you that part of the thieves? I'm blind with two big-eyed people, man, I'll pick it out for you today to see if it's made of stone marbles......"

"Shit's stone marble, it's a shit marble if it's dead......"

A handful of thirty or forty people rode to protect a chubby noble-clothed boy in the middle, and the silk of snow satin was smooth in the moonlight.

On the periphery of the fine cavalry, more than 20 police posts arranged by Zhu Biao were all knocked to the ground, and many people were already vomiting blood. And the two most important men on the other side, the dark green brocade forging robes were like dark colors in the moonlight, and they were grabbing the soldiers led by the police post like dolls, wantonly insulting and mocking.

The warrior who was carried by them was already dying of breath and speechless.

Domineering, contempt, contempt, and the group of comers showed their arrogance and loftiness to the fullest.

Zhu Biao will not arrange more than 20 people to one place, these more than 20 people are a whole team of five sentry horses, because after hearing the arrows, they all rode their horses to rush over, so they were all outnumbered by Yang's enemies, and their own side came separately, so they were naturally beaten down by the other party cleanly.

Of course, there are also reasons why they dare not use ruthless hands one by one. Most of the people in the crowd on the other side were also wearing Han armor, and it was a fine armor that only the forbidden army would use.

Even though the Northern Han Dynasty had been fighting for ten years, the status of the forbidden army continued to be higher than that of the rest of the armies. At this point, the border army is very angry, they have worked hard and made great achievements in the ten-year war, and how many people have spilled blood on the battlefield to maintain the mountains and rivers to this day. But...... The tragedy is that this is a fact that even the border troops themselves from top to bottom have deeply acquiesced.

"Seventeen, eighteen, let the people on the side get out of the way for me, son, I have to cross the river tonight." The boy in the crowd didn't even look at the twenty or so people lying on the ground, and the more sentry riders who surrounded him didn't pay any attention to it.

With his identity, not to mention fighting more than 20 soldiers, even if he adds another zero to the back, it will be in vain. Who let him get in his way!

The fat man was going to rush back to the royal capital overnight, and the direction he passed was passing through Zhu Biao's camp, and he plunged into the sentinel cavalry network in the north.

For the kind words and persuasion here, the fat man didn't pay attention to it at all. The military horse signed up for just a small lieutenant general, how can he make a detour to the prince of the country, it is this little lieutenant general who should give way!

The sound of horses' hooves like a storm swept in, although there were few people, although it was only three hundred horses, but Zhu Biao's pro-army was all iron-blooded elite, and naturally there was a fierce murderous aura.

Now that Zhu Biao, who is in the lead, is slightly led, a momentum of galloping across the country is naturally born.

Zhu Biao's commander-in-chief is full of value, and the full value attribute of the fourth value gives him a keen (war) sense of smell to perceive a qiē on the battlefield, and it also gives him the direction consciousness of guiding the army's fighting spirit.

The indifferent expressions on the faces of the seventeenth and eighteenth brocade-clothed men instantly receded, and the warriors in their hands were thrown under their horses, and their four eyes were fixed on the direction where the cavalry was coming. The incomparable momentum of the galloping was like a mountain, and it weighed heavily on their hearts.

The killing intent was surging wildly in Zhu Biao's heart, and more than twenty soldiers who were injured and fell to the ground made his anger directly burst into his chest. It's not that he also recognized that most of the people in the crowd behind him were wearing forbidden army armor, and taking advantage of the momentum of this charge, he was going to shout and kill them one by one!

"Don't get off the horse yet......"

The fierce murderous aura of the whole body was mixed with the horizontal aura of the arrival of the flying horse, as well as the anger in Zhu Biao's chest, and he surged at the people in front of him with a surging internal force.

In the fierce murderous aura, the seventeen and eighteen people who bore the brunt felt that they were a lonely boat in the rough sea, surrounded by monstrous waves, and they could be swept over by a wave at any time.

The group of forbidden troops behind the two is even worse, although they are also the elite of the warriors, but compared with a person like Zhu Biao, there are too many mistakes.

Behind the prince of the country, the face of a middle-aged swordsman dressed in cloth changed, and he rode a horse in front of the son, and the internal force was released, and the murderous aura from Zhu Biao's explosion was like a water flow hitting a boulder, and it was divided into two and separated from the left and right sides of the swordsman.

"You're the lieutenant general in this army, aren't you? Hugh is mistaken, behind me is the prince of the Ming Kingdom, the nephew of the current King of Han. ”

"I don't care if you are the son of the world, or whether you are the nephew of the King of Han or not, I just want to give you a chance for the sake of the brothers of the forbidden army who sacrificed their lives on the battlefield.

Leave all the people who just did it, and then get the rest out! ”

The spear pointed forward, and Zhu Ming's face was like cast iron, and his words were like nails, leaving no room for accommodation. The Chinese New Year is deadly, and the liquor burns the throat!

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