The East Vietnamese army came in the dust.

Xiao Wei sat on his horse, and the long sword came out of his body to reflect the cold of the sky, although it was July, it was soaked in cold and killing intent.

The Northern Qiang barbarians were murderous and brutal, and they invaded Dongyue for only three months, but the corpses outside Cangzhou City were already everywhere.

Tonight, if you can wipe out the Northern Qiang Army, not to mention that he will be rewarded for his meritorious deeds in the court, the soldiers of the three armies will be willingly attached, and the people of the world will praise and admire, only at this time, the pleasure of wielding the sword to kill the enemy has made him relieved and angry, and he has no regrets in this life.

"Tut, you lead the troops to retreat first." The Northern Immortal Longbow swept across and pointed at the narrow valley, "This prince himself has come to cut off the queen for you." ”

These words were not at all like the ruthless decision of cutting off the head of the horse and sending his personal guards to the tongue of fire when he fled before.

"None of our Beiqiang people are a bad race, and they would rather fight to the death than abandon the Lord!"

Tut's words were echoed, and everyone waved their swords to petition, "My subordinates wish to protect the eldest prince first......"

Tut and the others didn't finish speaking, but they were stopped by Bei Mingzhen with a look.

"This is a military order! If you don't go, you will be dealt with by military law! ”

Tut's eyes showed a little unbearability, and his lips wrapped in thick hair moved, but he opened his mouth silently.

Only those of them who have accompanied the eldest prince from birth to death know why he can win the hearts of the army - he can not only treat soldiers like sons, but also be ruthless and decisive in times of crisis, just like Fang Cai.

Those who can do it, but that's it!

In the end, Tut straightened up and clenched his fists and said, "The last general will take orders!" Then he led his subordinates to leave quickly.

Bei Mingzhen looked at the subordinates who were quickly evacuated, and did not leave in a hurry, but looked at the Zheng Zheng armor that was pressing in front of him.

The iron palm he placed on the horse's neck slammed into the force, and the whole person jumped up, and when he volleyed into the air, he pulled out the scimitar at his waist with both hands and stabbed into the rock walls on both sides.

"Zheng!"

Underneath, the war horse also fell to the ground in response, and there was no response.

I saw Bei Mingzhen, who was carrying a longbow, kicked the ground with both legs and used both knives in the middle of the first-line peaks, soaring upward, and every time he pulled out the knife, he would bring down the gravel and roll down.

In just a moment, the gravel in front of the valley had piled up, cutting off the back road for the Beiqiang soldiers who had just left.

Seeing this, Xiao Wei, who came quickly, pointed his long sword at Bei Yingzhen in mid-air, and said angrily: "Shoot the Qiang thief!" ”

Bei Ming Zhen snorted coldly, his eagle eyes narrowed slightly, and the speed of his hands and feet instantly accelerated.

For a while, the arrows flew everywhere, approaching the first-line peak, but they didn't want to fall one after another because the range was too far.

At this time, Bei Yingzhen, who was standing on the top of the first-line peak, looked at the half-round golden crow rising in the sky, smiled heartily, untied the wolf skin belt around his waist, and vented to the ant-like Dongyue soldiers under his feet: "The old man of the Xiao family, how does this prince's urine taste?" Hahaha......"

The sound of laughter resounded through the valley.

When the matter was finished, Bei Mingzhen pressed his right hand against his left chest and bowed with his chin facing the north.

When he raised his eyes again, his complexion had become flat, with only a mouthful of white teeth, shining with a cold feeling under the golden crow.

Bei Mingzhen took out a silk book from his arms, like a loving mother treats a newborn baby, his fingertips stroked, and the smile on the man's face was harmless, "Ah Tang, if you were here, you would definitely laugh at me again for being brave and resourceless." ”

On the silk book, the young man stood in a pavilion, looking back at the side, his face was covered with silver foil, and his ink hair was high.

The silk book has faded and whitened all around, but it is intact, and it is obvious that it is often taken out by the owner for observation, and carefully preserved.

"How can you be brave and unscrupulous?" A gentle voice came from not far away, but the words were better than knives and axes, "It's clear that you don't have a long brain!" ”

When Bei Mingzhen heard this, he clenched the silk book in his hand, but raised his eyebrows and smiled on his face, "Ah Tang? ”

Today, the only person who dares to evaluate him like this is that beautiful young man.

"For the sake of thousands of innocent people in the Central Plains, I have already given you enough face, but you don't cherish it yourself, no wonder others."

The soft voice fell, but I saw a handsome young man walking out of the lush grass and trees.

The eagle's eyes narrowed slightly.

It's not Ah Tang!

"Fangcai, are you talking?" Bei Mingzhen put the silk book back on his chest and glanced at the young man in front of him with his nostrils.

The short sword in Mu Yi's hand came out of his body, reflecting the warm sun of the golden crow on the horizon, glowing with scorching light, just like the anger in his eyes.

In the grass, Xi Jiangyue's soft voice came again, "Just leave him with a bow and a hand." ”

It's so arrogant!

Bei Mingzhen laughed when he heard this, and he wanted to step forward, but he saw that the young man had already come with a sword, straight to his chest.

Under the warm sun, the sword blade is cold, and the wind is gusting.

Bei Mingzhen fell backwards rapidly, but his feet were like veins firmly on the rock under his feet, and then he held the longbow in his hand, and he was about to get up with a sideways twist.

Mu Yi had already realized it, and didn't give him the slightest respite at all, the short sword in his hand turned from a thorn to a backhand, and the cold blade of the sword slashed through the wolf skin belt around Bei Yingzhen's waist.

Bei Ming rolled close to the ground, and only then could he avoid the danger of seppuku, and the clothes and pants sewn from animal skin around his waist had fallen to his ankles.

"Good little ......" Bei Mingzhen clenched his longbow, glanced at his clothes and pants under his feet, and smiled coldly.

Before he finished saying the word good boy, Mu Yi had already stepped forward with his sword again, and said mockingly: "It's really small!" ”

The short sword in his hand was as sharp as his words.

Bei Mingzhen held the longbow in his hand, and when he heard the words, his complexion changed abruptly, and he wanted to cut off the arrogant young man in front of him with the power of sweeping thousands of troops.

Seeing this, Mu Yi rose into the air, like an eagle stepping on the bowstring, and the short sword in his hand slashed straight down.

Bei Mingzhen only felt a chill in his chest, and the longbow in his hand was used to smash diagonally at the young man in the air, but he didn't want the person to be so fast, he had already turned over and left.

And the darkiron longbow in his hand fell heavily on his chest.

When Mu Yi turned over, the person did not fall to the ground, and the short sword in his hand slashed through the animal skin on the back of Bei Yingzhen.

Bei Mingzhen supported the ground with a bow, turned to look at the resentful young man with his eyes, and his heart was like a mixed grain.

If this young man's move is fatal, but he has not been injured, if he is said to be merciful, if he is not agile, he will definitely die under the sword.

Bei Mingzhen looked at the handsome young man in front of him, and suddenly laughed and teased, "Little Niang Pi'er wants Lao Tzu's clothes, I said it earlier, why be so anxious!" ”

After that, Bei Mingzhen held the silk book in his hand, and actually tore off the damaged animal skin on his body and threw it at Mu Yi, with an unknown smile on his face.

Without waiting for the animal skin to land, Bei Mingzhen had already jumped suddenly, and Mount Tai smashed into Mu Yi like a top, and suddenly, smoke and dust rose everywhere.

The young man's body was like the wind, and he had already moved in front of Bei Mingzhen without seeing how he moved, and the short sword in his hand swirled like a flower and slashed across Bei Mingzhen's wrist.

"Bang!"

"Ahh

With a scream, Bei Mingzhen fell to the ground with a bang, splashing dust all over the sky.

Mu Yi looked at the severed hand that had broken away from his body but was still holding the Xuantie longbow at his feet, and the anger in his eyes finally dissipated a little.

"This bow was given to Xiao Weipai with one hand, which can be regarded as repaying the grace of Dongyue for you." Xi Jiangyue walked slowly, looking at the big man who was still breathing under his feet, and his tone was quite cold, "As for him, for the sake of many innocent people in the Central Plains, let him live for the time being." ”

Hearing this, Bei Mingzhen struggled to raise his head, and when he wanted to see his face clearly, the Xuantie longbow had smashed into the back of his head, and he felt that his eyes were dark, and he was unconscious.

The longbow pierced the sky and fell in front of the East Vietnamese army.

I heard a young man's crisp voice from the top of the peak: "General Xiao, this thin gift, I hope to smile." ”

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The first few chapters are a little broken, Nuan Yu has revised it, and those who have read it before can go back and read it again.