Chapter Twenty-Eight: Soldiers Meet

"The army? What's going on, make it clear. Ning Shangmo saw that the person was out of breath, and he was also a little apprehensive in his heart, could it be that this Beimeng He Shou was fake, but it was actually a dangerous move, and when the princess came to the court, he sent an army behind, and the waiter killed Da Ling by surprise.

"You say slowly, is it the army or the gift-giving team?" Ming said softly, he was not worried that Beimeng would send troops, after all, the capital was in the center of Daling, Beimeng belonged to the north, and he had to go through at least seven checkpoints when he came over, and there were at least 10,000 people who could be called the army, and the soldiers guarding the Daling Pass were not fools, and they would not let people in easily.

The guard who reported the news gasped, and after hearing Ming Qingyan's words, his face also showed a puzzled expression, and he scratched his head: "This ...... Judging by the number of gift-givers, they all carried burdens, but they were all dressed in military uniforms, and they all wore big bows and scimitars......"

The forbidden army that has been guarding the capital all the year round does not know the appearance of the Northern Mongolian army, and can only look at their clothing to judge the intention.

Ning Shangmo saw that he couldn't speak clearly, so he hurriedly waved his hand: "Forget it, you go down, I can't say clearly, I'll go and see for myself." ”

"Wait," Yun Yishu stepped forward and stopped her with a matching knife: "Let's go, you guys stay here, I react quickly, and Senior Brother is also outside, even if something happens, we have the ability to deal with it." ”

This is reasonable, Ning Shangmo nodded, and let Yun Yishu go first.

Who knew that before she reached the city gate, she heard a fierce horse neighing, and someone asked loudly: "The one standing in front is Ning Shangmo, the eldest princess of Daling!" ”

It was a middle-aged man's voice, and the accent should be from Northern Mongolia. Ning Shangmo frowned, looked from a distance, and saw a person standing on a horse wearing armor, it was a very tall man, even if he was riding on a horse, his head almost touched the top wall of the city wall.

He carried a large bow three feet long on his back, and the quiver was tied to the side of the horse, and several white-feathered arrows were inserted vertically and upside down in the quiver, so that the man could draw the arrows as long as he put his hand together.

And on his right side is a scimitar like the princess of Tuoba, but different from the gorgeousness of the princess's knife, this person's knife decoration is very simple, and the knife has mottled red marks, if the speculation is good, it should be a blood stain that has dried up for too long and cannot be washed away.

"These people really don't shy away from it, when they came to the New Year, they knew how to change into a festive red robe, and this time they simply came in war clothes, but they were afraid that the congratulatory gifts were fake, and the demonstrations were real." Ning Shangmo sneered, his face was cold, and the expression that seemed to be smiling but not smiling made Ming Qingyan, who was standing on the side, shudder.

The big man seemed to take Yun Yishu for her and was questioning. Ning Shangmo listened to his voice louder than a cow unhappily, and he couldn't wait to just throw a silver needle over and prick him dumb.

"That's the righteous son of the king of Beimeng, General Borg, he has been fighting on the battlefield all the year round, he is a brave general, see his knife, he used that knife to cut off the heads of the three generals of the Western Regions, it was cast with dark iron, and the iron was sharpened like clay." Ming Qingyan looked at Ning Shangmo's hateful appearance, sighed, and stepped forward to remind: "Don't use any crooked brains, he is not easy to deal with." ”

"Who said I used my brains crookedly, it's because they are not good." Ning Shangmo turned his head to look at Ming Qingyan, and suddenly said, "Why are you so familiar with Beimeng's affairs, and that princess seems to know you too...... You don't think you're trying to mutiny. ”

Ming Qingyan didn't speak immediately this time, he lowered his head and was silent for a while, and then raised his head with a smile on the corner of his mouth, and asked leisurely: "Lady, is this jealous?" ”

"Get out!"

Just know that this guy doesn't have anything good to say all day! Ning Shangmo turned around angrily and walked towards Yun Yishu.

It's been so long, and the big man is still noisy, and I don't know if it's something he's used to or if it's on purpose.

When he got closer, he could hear the big man pulling his voice, as if he was very dissatisfied with Yun Yishu's request for him to unload his sword and dismount: "My sword was given by His Majesty of our country, even if you enter and leave the palace, you can not take it, why should you go to see your Emperor Daling to take it." ”

"The general's words are wrong, your Mongolian country is so fierce, you can naturally enter the palace with a knife, but this is my Daling territory, not your Mongolian country, since you are here, you should abide by our rules." Ning Shangmo replied loudly.

Raising the pitch did not weaken Ning Shangmo's momentum in the slightest, she stood not far away from Yun Yishu a foot away, not only could see the person's expression clearly, but also could guard against his sudden move, and she could have the distance to respond.

When the big man heard Ning Shangmo's words, he didn't say anything directly, he just raised his eyes and looked at her, and laughed very disdainfully: "What are you, you are also worthy of talking to General Ben." ”

"It turns out that you don't have any living people in Northern Mongolia, only things, no wonder from top to bottom, you call things when you see people." Ning Shangmo was not angry, and said slowly.

The big man was originally a martial artist, and he didn't have such a good tongue, he was stunned by Ning Shangmo's words, and he couldn't find the words to refute for a while, his face was blue and red for a while, and he looked good, even Yun Yishu couldn't help but laugh out loud.

"It's her! It's her, it's this woman who bullies me! Borg, if you don't ask her to apologize to me today, you won't have to go back! A shrill voice came from the carriage behind the big man.

Although he was crying, and his tone was a little distorted because of anger, Ning Shangmo could still hear it, this was that Tuoba Yanling.

As soon as Princess Tuoba finished speaking, Borg's face immediately became serious, and he stared at Ning Shangmo condescendingly, as if he wanted to stare out a few holes in her.

Ning Shangmo didn't care about his eyes at all, after so many years of traveling from south to north, no one had seen him, would he be afraid of him glaring.

Seeing that Ning Shangmo was unmoved, Borg was also a little surprised, his most striking thing was that his eyes as big as copper bells, on the battlefield, some timid enemy generals were so frightened that they fell off their horses when they looked at him, so they were also privately worshiped as gods and ghosts in Mongolia.

But the little girl was not only afraid, but even smiled slightly, and there was a faint look of worry in her eyes, but she didn't know what she was worried about.

As if seeing Borg's doubts, Ning Shangmo gently hooked the corners of his mouth and replied with a smile: "I'm afraid that the general's eyes will be so big, if the eyeballs fall out of the sockets, won't they become eyeballs." ”

"Hahahaha! What an eye-catching! The ministers of the Ministry of Rites, who were standing aside and watching the bustle, were amused by these words.

Borg was angry, and an eye knife scraped over, and those timid ministers were immediately silenced, only Yun Yishu was still holding his stomach and laughing, and he didn't mean to stop at all.

"You! You give General Ben a stop! Don't laugh anymore! Hear no! "Borg was originally a military general, his words in the military camp were more effective than holy decrees, and he was a victorious general on the battlefield, but for these fools, except for blindly anger, there was really no way at all.

Yun Yishu didn't care about this person's angry roar at all, he couldn't stop laughing at all, Borg was so angry that he kicked the fierce horse under his crotch, the horse was frightened and suddenly raised his front hooves, seeing that Yun Yishu was about to be trampled by the horse's hooves, at the moment when the horse's hooves fell, a long sword fell from the sky and directly cut off the head of the fierce horse.

The horse was so frightened by the pain of this moment that he convulsed, and Borg wanted to abandon the horse, but he was in the hole in the wall, and as soon as he got up, he hit the top of the wall, and his body was crooked, and he fell straight down.

The fierce horse was dead, the iron hoof was weak, and seeing that the huge body was about to press down on the Borg, everyone present gasped, but saw that the horse's body was actually stopped in mid-air.

In an emergency, Borg pulled out his scimitar and plunged it straight into the horse's corpse, and stood up against the horse's corpse, he kicked the horse in the stomach hard, and the horse fell to the side and was held up by several Mongolian soldiers.

Borg didn't say a word, panting, glaring angrily at Yun Yishu and Ning Shangmo, as well as the person who was standing beside Yun Yishu at this time as the sword fell-Leng Qingrong, the centrifugal son.

Borg is already furious, he is a victorious general praised by thousands of people in Mongolia, and on the battlefield he is a killing god with blades and armor, but here outside the small palace walls, he has been repeatedly deflated!

His hand clenched the scimitar, and the bright red on the knife was full of horse blood, and the bright red reflected in his eyes was also a red color.

Seeing this scene, Ning Shangmo and his party couldn't help but get nervous, Leng Qingrong turned his head and whispered a few words to Yun Yishu, while Yun Yishu raised his head and whispered something, Leng Qingrong just shook his head and said nothing, Yun Yishu had no choice but to nod, turn around and retreat.

He had only walked a few steps, but was stopped by Ming Qingyan.

Ming Qingyan's face was still his usual calmness, but there was no smile anymore, and it was so flat that people couldn't guess what he was thinking.

He patted Yun Yishu on the shoulder, then turned sideways to bypass her, and stood forward to Ning Shangmo's side, Ning Shangmo turned his head and looked at him puzzled, Ming Qingyan slightly hooked the corners of his mouth, signaling her not to worry.

Unexpectedly, when Borg saw him, there was no hostility: "It turns out that Mr. is also here." ”

"After years of not seeing, the general is still so quick to talk, but after all, this is outside the palace, the general is here to send congratulatory gifts, if you see blood here, the general is afraid that it will be difficult to explain to King Meng when he goes back." Ming said a few words lightly, and then went straight to the topic.

That Borg seemed to have an inexplicable awe of Ming Qingyan, just like that, he actually put away the knife, bowed his hand, approached Ming Qingyan with some embarrassment, and whispered: "It's that I didn't think about it, in fact, I don't want to do this, it's just ...... It's just the temper of our princess, if the eldest princess doesn't apologize, I'm afraid ......"

Before she finished speaking, the princess Tuoba lifted the curtain of the carriage, jumped down from the carriage, pushed the Borg away, and scolded very dissatisfied: "What's the matter with you, why are you cowardly when you see him, is he your master, or am I your master!" ”