Chapter Eighty-Eight: Treading the Snow and Treading the Blood (Asking for Subscription)

"Although the minister has 100,000 forest guards, but there are many jackals, tigers and leopards around, he always feels that the imperial city of Luoyang in Sizhou is precarious, so he wants to ask His Majesty to make a holy decree to leave Lord Wenzhuo and his Xiliang Iron Cavalry in the imperial city. ”

In this way, it can not only strengthen the city defense of the Luoyang Imperial City, but also allow Lord Wen Zhuo to get closer to the royal family and talk about his loyalty and courage. ”

Zhang Rang said these words, and expressed his intention to the Spirit Emperor to request, just to give the Spirit Emperor face, and the Spirit Emperor had to agree even if he didn't agree.

The soulless boy in the dragon robe nodded numbly, still with a smile on his face that was not a smile.

But Wen Zhuo was very happy, through Zhang Rang, he got the privilege of staying in Beijing, and this is the second part of his royal journey.

It was also thanks to the mysterious man named Li Ru who gave him advice that he could embark on the road of prosperity so quickly.

It's just that speaking of which, why is that mysterious person named Li Ru an enemy with Ji Yu?

Outside the city of Yizhou Prefecture, the overwhelming arrows fell like a torrential rain.

At this very moment, those cultivators and shield soldiers did their best to protect themselves and their companions at the same time.

The Yimei sword turned into a fiery red sword light and rose into the sky, and the majestic sword qi spread out like ocean waves, and then turned into a rain of plum blossoms, intertwined with the arrows in the sky.

Plum blossoms cut off arrows, and there are arrows that stab plum blossoms.

Fu Bang clasped his hands together, and finally put away the cynical and arrogant smile on his face, and then folded his hands, and the three knives stood in the air, letting out a violent tremble.

The sword also grew brighter and brighter in the trembling, as dazzling as the sun in the sky.

As a result, his three knives turned into three dazzling suns.

But it's not round, it's just three bundles of knives.

Then, Fu Bang's hands slowly stretched upward, and the movements were very graceful.

Then, the three dazzling swords rose into the sky, drawing a dazzling cold rainbow in the wind and snow.

Countless people covered their eyes.

After the three knives came to the sky, they danced rapidly with the change of Fu Bang's gestures, and then gave birth to one knife flower after another.

Those sword flowers continued to bloom in the sky, and after they finished blooming, they continued to spread in all directions.

The petals, which shimmered brightly, withered after blooming, some engulfing a few arrows, some being pierced by arrows, and then withering one by one.

Lingyue, dressed in red, stopped in the midst of a killing and looked at the arrows in the sky like a curtain of rain.

She let go of her saber, and then she raised her sword like a finger!

Turning into a sword light that was colder than the wind and snow, it went directly towards the sky.

Then, the clouds in the sky within a radius of ten zhang quickly changed, and a thick sea of black clouds floated over from nowhere.

In the deep clouds, in the soft depths of the thick ink, there are countless dazzling and dazzling thunder lights brewing.

When a certain point was finally reached, countless deafening thunderclaps resounded for nine days.

The incomparably dazzling thunderbolt containing the power of heaven and earth continued to fall, forming a huge thunderbolt that fell towards Lingyue's sword.

At the moment when the thunder formed and fell, the song of the fairy came from the depths of the black sea of clouds, the song was very beautiful, but it was a song of annihilation, which made countless despairs float in the hearts of the listeners.

Yao Ge swordsmanship, fairy dust Yao Ge slashes the sky and thunder!

Thunder was like a demon in the darkness, winding through the sky and spreading rapidly, tearing large areas of arrows, and large areas of arrows also tore thunder at the same time.

Destruction, wandering in the howling cold winds.

As the three strongest people led by Ji Yu made all their killing moves, they began to block the overwhelming rain of arrows, and the rest of the cultivators also used their spiritual weapons one after another to start fighting in the rain of arrows.

They are not only protecting themselves, but also those who are fighting alongside them.

It's a great honor!

Feel the glory in the battle, feel the happiness in the glory, and understand the seven emotions in the world!

Sili Prefecture is the biggest barrier after the eastern capital Luoyang leaves Sizhou, and if you want to capture Luoyang, you have to capture Sili Prefecture.

People who know these two states at first glance may mistakenly think that they are the same state, but they are not!

The great general He Jing led a million elite troops to sit here, not only to resist the menacing Red Turban Army, but also to deter the other Ten Road princes.

However, on this day, the great general He Jing opened the door for Ding Yuan, the assassin of the Ten Routes, among the princes of the Ten Routes.

In the main hall of the General's Mansion, He Jing, who was wearing armor and a red robe, looked at the strongest thin old man among the princes of the Ten Roads, squinted his eyes, and said with a smile: "Ding Thorn History has Lu Wenhou, which can be described as a shock to the Quartet!"

Ding Yuan bowed to He Jing and said, "No matter how much you deter the Quartet, Ding Yuan is just a minister of the Later Han Dynasty, and he is the army of the Later Han Dynasty, and he is willing to listen to the general's dispatch in all matters." ”

"Otherwise, how could I come to this Houhan military camp alone, talk to the general, and express my feelings. ”

He Jing picked up the teacup on the table, took a sip, and asked, "Presumably, I arranged the matter of Wen Zhuo's entry into Beijing, and you also know about it?"

Ding Yuan nodded and said, "The subordinates know." ”

He Jing asked again: "After Wen Zhuo entered Beijing, he took refuge in the matter of the Ten Standing Servants and became Zhang Rang's dog, I guess you also know about it?"

Ding Yuan then replied: "My subordinates also know about this matter. ”

He Jing said: "When the Red Turban Army uprising is no longer so menacing, I plan to clear the king's side!"

A few words, finally brought the topic on the right track.

Of course, Ding Yuan is naturally looking forward to participating in the matter of being on the side of the Qing Jun, because it means that he can go one step further from the history of the state assassination.

How can a group of people like the princes of troubled times be willing to stop on the road of power?

So when he heard the words of the great general He Jing, Ding Yuan's heart was excited, but he couldn't reveal these emotions.

So, he just said with a calm, expressionless, and righteous face: "Subordinate, I am willing to share my worries for the general and the Han family!"

Of course, it is impossible for the general He Jing to believe Ding Yuan because of this, he is polite and kind on the surface, but in fact, he has his own thoughts in his heart.

So in this way, the alliance consensus that the two old foxes have their own calculations has been reached.

In the wilderness outside Yizhou City, there is still heavy snow like goose feathers between the sky and the earth.

The blood was stained in the soft and cold white, and gradually turned brown, and the piercing bloody qi swambled in the biting cold wind, making it even colder.

Countless corpses fell to the ground, and most of the enemies also had their own.

Ji Yu carried the fiery red sword and walked on such a lifeless wilderness, stepping on the soft white and the dazzling red, and walked towards the county guards and county lords not far away.

At this time, those county guards and county lords were standing in the wind and snow with broken armor, covered in blood, and their capes were scattered, crumbling, and they were already at the end of their crossbows.

Their eyes were wide open, their pupils shrunk, and in those pairs of black eyes, the reflection was the young man in Xuanyi who was born extremely beautiful and walked with a sword in stride.

The Xuanyi fluttering in the wind and snow, and the ethereal sword intent, at this time, seemed to have become the sickle of death for life.

At this moment, a wise county guard said nervously: "General Ji Yu, you can't kill us, we are all the administrators of various counties, and if you kill us all, it will be very chaotic." ”

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