(What, today is another 10,000-word update, ah, ah, you know!) ）

Running all the way down the street, pedestrians came and went looking at the two of them strangely.

An old bald man, holding the hand of an old Taoist priest, the two looked intimate, the former looked eager, the latter was a little helpless, and suddenly, the surrounding people knew in their hearts and let out an unknown laughter.

Chong Xuan was awakened by laughter, only to find that the eyes of the people around him looked at the two of them very strangely, scolded in his heart, shook his hand and shook the bald donkey's hand, too late to scold the bald donkey for pit him, instantly bowed his head, and ran away before no one recognized him, otherwise his reputation for decades would be ruined!

With a light touch on the ground, he dodged into the air, and then his body did not stop, his feet stepped in the air again and again, and his body jumped forward and pulled out an afterimage in the air, and Chong Xuan had gone all out!

"Wudang Tiyunzong! With such profound skills, could it be that the head of Wudang is the head of the Dao Void? A sudden sound sounded in the crowd, and because of Wang Xuanqingjun's side, there were many martial arts people in the capital.

Hemp eggs!

Hearing the sound behind him, Chong Xuan stiffened, almost fell from the air, flicked the sleeves of his robe to cover his face, and took his last breath and flashed into the alley next to him.

Master Fang Zheng saw this scene clearly, and was secretly glad that he was calm and did not reveal his identity all at once, silently bowed his head, drilled into the crowd, and was about to quietly leave.

"A martial arts person who can pull and pull with the head of Chongxu Dao, or a monk, could it be the Shaolin abbot Master Fangzheng?" The voice is loud and the words are round, even people from a distance can hear it clearly.

Fang Zheng stumbled and almost fell, the corners of his mouth twitched, he quickly glanced back, and remembered the other party's appearance in his heart, you know so much, then do you know that your dark clouds cover the top, Yintang is black, black and shiny, and there is about to be a bloody disaster!

Silently carved a deep scratch under the rosary, Fang Zheng turned and disappeared into the crowd.

On the other hand, Hu Chong's speech inspired everyone to boil their blood, and they all have a sense of honor to save the world's common people, when the crowd is excited, the door is kicked open, and when the tide is high, it is interrupted by life, so that everyone can't vent up, and they turn their heads angrily.

Tang Yingyu, the sixth Taibao, rushed in in a panic, ignoring everyone's angry eyes, and shouted at Zuo Lengchan: "Master, it's not good, the surnamed Wang is crazy, he didn't rest after landing in Tongzhou, he has been marching for forty miles, rushing to kill the border army of Lord Yang He outside the city, and now Lord Yang's border army is unprepared, just when I returned, there was a big chaos in the camp over there, look at this posture, I want to suffer!" ”

"......" × the heroes.

I'm so hard!

Zuo Lengchan rubbed his eyebrows, and he didn't know if Wang Xuan was really like a god and could always attack him unprepared, or if Yang He was too incompetent, and the army was so lax that he could be attacked in broad daylight, or that Ling Hu Chong was a disaster star, and anything would inevitably happen as long as it was linked to him, anyway, his forehead lines have become deeper and deeper in recent years.

What to do?

Everyone's eyes looked at Zuo Lengchan and the other five masters, and before Zuo Lengchan could speak, Ling Hu Chong jumped up directly, "It's useless to think about anything now, everyone hurry up and follow me, let's go and have a look, and then act when the opportunity comes." ”

Seeing that Ling Hu Chong boldly made a decision for himself, but everyone at the scene agreed with it as a matter of course, they all got up to follow and set off, the corners of Zuo Lengchan's eyes twitched, and he shouted silently in his heart, "I, Zuo Lengchan, am I the leader of the Wuyue Alliance, are you all blind, I haven't agreed to that!" ”

Of course, he can only shout in his heart, saying that he must not say it, it is too embarrassing, unconsciously there is a feeling of being hollowed out, if the opponent is really scheming, scheming, and planning for a long time, it is just that, the problem is special, looking at Ling Hu Chong's face that turned red with excitement...... This thing is so brainless!

I'm not afraid that you are scheming, but I am afraid that you have no intention!

I have been planning with all my heart and soul for more than ten years, but I can't catch up with a few words from this brainless guy, Zuo Lengchan feels a deep sense of frustration when he thinks of this, and feels like a villain supporting role.

Just like Cao Cao in the book, he beat the yellow scarf, stabbed Dong Zhuo, sent a prostration, pacified the northern grasslands, killed alien people, and did a lot of things that were beneficial to the whole of China, but after all, he couldn't catch up with the snot and tears that would only cry, abandon his wife and children, he was useless, he would only fight the civil war, pit Liu Yu pit Tao Qian, pit Tao Qian pit Liu Biao, pit Liu Biao pit Sun Quan, pit Sun Quan pit Liu Zhang, there are countless times in his life, and Liu Bei has a good reputation who has no good end if he takes him in!

Where does this make sense?

My life is gloomy!

Before Zuo Lengchan came out of the shadow in his heart, he felt that he was being pulled up, and turned his head to see that it was Tang Yingyu, the sixth Taibao, "Master, what are you still doing in a daze, hurry up, I won't be able to catch up for a while." ”

Don't pull me, I don't want to talk to you!

It's always bad to get angry with your own people, Zuo Lengchan can only suppress the loss in his heart, and silently swear in his heart, Ling Hu Chong, today is either you die or I die!

……

The full equipment marched forty miles all the way, and it took an hour and a half to control the speed, and when they arrived outside the capital, the soldiers' bodies were just warmed up, and they could stretch out their hands.

Looking at the tall and majestic city walls and the closed gates of Beijing, Wang Xuan did not say anything else, there is definitely no need to attack the city, Wang Xuan knows that as long as he destroys the 300,000 border troops outside the city, there will naturally be a large number of people in Beijing who know the times to open the door for him.

He Wang Xuan entered the city of Beijing, what he wanted was the loess paving, the water purification splash street, and the sandwich road welcome, although the loess was full of smoke and dust, and the PM2.5 seriously exceeded the standard, but who made the people of Beijing too poor to pave the cement pavement, he could only reluctantly make it difficult.

A battalion of 300,000 people, even if it is divided into three battalions on the left, the center and the right, the area is too huge, coupled with the already loose military discipline and low control, how easy is it to immediately meet the upcoming war with the whole team!

Not to mention that Wang Xuan didn't leave them much time to reflect, even if they were allowed to prepare early, without more than half a day, they would not be able to complete the integration of 300,000 people at all, just by issuing orders layer by layer, how much time would it take!

"Hong Chengchou, lead 20,000 people to attack the Chinese army camp, and be sure to break the enemy in one fell swoop!"

"The last general commands!" Hong Chengchou rode on the horse, saluted with his fists, turned the horse's head and turned away.

"Di Haokuo, lead 10,000 people to attack the camp of the left army, and be sure to break the enemy in one fell swoop!"

"The last general commands!" Di Haokuo rode on his horse, saluted with his fists, turned his horse's head and turned away.

"Cao Wenzhao, lead 10,000 people to attack the camp of the right army, and be sure to break the enemy in one fell swoop!"

"The last general commands!" Cao Wenzhao rode on the horse, saluted with fists, turned the horse's head and turned away.

"Sun Chuanting, you lead the last 10,000 people as a reserve, carefully observe the situation on the battlefield, and if the enemy side shows defeat, he will attack as soon as possible and tear open the gap as soon as possible." Sun Chuanting has been by his side for about a year, after all, he is the most optimistic all-rounder in civil and military affairs, and it is time to let him go out to practice.

"Thank you, Lord." Sun Chuanting clasped his fists and saluted, he knew that this was the credit that Wang Xuan had specially designed for him, and it was also a sign of his release.

The 50,000 troops were all sent out, and everyone was not worried about Wang Xuan's own safety, because the 3,000 special combat team was guarding Wang Xuan's side, so to speak, with these people, there was no place in the world to leave Wang Xuan.

Wang Xuan's army was always ready to go to the battlefield, from the formation to the attack, it didn't take ten minutes before and after, and the army divided into zigzags and slaughtered Yang He's 300,000 army.

There is a small square team for every 100 people, a large square team for 1,000 people, and 10,000 people as a whole.

"Knock" "Knock" "Knock" "Knock" "Knock" "Knock"

The iron-clad leather boots trampled on the ground, splashing dust, and 40,000 people stepped on the same pace under the dispatch of drums, and the ground trembled slightly, and the snow-bright blades and crossbow arrows shimmered in the sunlight, without a trace of warmth.

The 40,000 people were like a whole, and the heavy murderous aura gathered together, forming a pressure like a mountain, which was stubbornly suppressed in the heart of the Yang He sergeant, and gradually, every step, every tremor affected the heartbeat of the Yang He sergeant, the heartbeat involuntarily accelerated, the blood began to flow uncontrollably, and fear began to breed rapidly in the bottom of the heart.

As the team got closer and closer, the earth trembled more and more obviously, like a giant beast jumping out of the wilderness, swallowing it with its mouth open, the soldier only felt that his breathing was getting heavier and heavier, and the soldier at the front, his head involuntarily looked behind him, and he didn't know whether he was afraid that his body behind him would run, or whether he hoped that the person behind him had already run.

At the forefront, in the face of this elite, you can almost be 100% sure that your next fate is death, the difference is nothing more than being killed by an arrow, being hacked to death by a knife, being stabbed to death by a shot, or, wailing to death after being injured.

The different ways of dying suddenly jumped into the mind of the soldier at the front, cruelly showing the fate he needed to face next, and the heavy pressure made it extremely difficult for them to breathe.

They are just a group of soldiers who can't eat enough on weekdays, with meager salaries, they will not train once in ten days and half a month, and the reason why they became soldiers at the beginning was either because of the unchangeable household registration left by their ancestors, or for a bite to eat, in the final analysis, it was just to live hard.

But now, why let them be at the forefront and not others!

It's doomed!

If I am destined to die, then why am I a soldier?

Is it to live up to the dream as a horse?

Or is it for the sake of experiencing the baptism of wind and rain and growing into an iron-clad man?

Defend the country?

Resist aggression?

Or let the bureaucratic aristocracy and big landowners behind them live happily ever after?