"War, just for this?" the girl's answer made Chiya feel a little incredible. Pen %Fun %Pavilion www.biquge.info Is this lively and beautiful girl still a war maniac?

"Of course, for this! If you fight a war, you will have military merits, and if you have military merits, you will have money. I have already asked clearly, there is no limit to Daqin's exchange of military merits this time. ”

"So, you're not from the Empire, are you?" asked Qianye.

The girl was startled, and a look of danger flashed in her eyes.

Qianye leaned on the console, clasped his hands, and said lightly: "Okay, put down the gun you hid under the cloak, it's useless to me." Even if I stand still and let you bang, you won't be able to kill me. ”

The girl hesitated, and slowly pulled out a pistol from under the cloak and put it on the ground, although it looked like a pistol, it was many times larger than the ordinary model, and the muzzle of a single gun was the size of a fist.

The thick barrel of this gun made the corners of Qianye's eyes jump slightly, and she inexplicably thought of Zhao Yuying's 'opening mountain'. If the power of such a thick gun is comparable to the size of the barrel, Qianye is even a little skeptical that the recoil of a shot will break the girl's little wrist.

"I don't want to shoot you, just just, just a little scared. You take me to Blackstream, I haven't paid you for the boat yet!" the girl explained hard.

Qianye waved his hand and said, "Okay, it's not important. However, you really just want to go to war to earn military merits? The bloody battlefield is huge, why do you have to go to Blackflow City?"

"Because only there is a big battle to be fought there, and that is the right battlefield for me. ”

Qianye raised her eyebrows slightly and asked, "Where are you from, it sounds like you've fought a lot of battles." ”

The girl hesitated for a moment and said, "I'm from Gaohu, and I'm seventeen years old this year. I started fighting when I was ten years old. When we are ten years old, we are qualified warriors. ”

"Gaohu?" The term was somewhat familiar, and Qianye suddenly remembered something, and asked in surprise, "Is that the race that specializes in producing warriors?"

The girl said, "We Gaohu people are born warriors, and we make a living from this. We don't have a fixed home, and where there is war, it's where we live. ”

Qianye smiled and said, "But I've heard that almost all the Gaohu people are on the side of the rebels. And I, who belong to the Imperial Army. ”

"That's because the Imperial Army gives us too little money, and they always send us to our deaths. We are warriors, not cannon fodder!" the girl argued.

"You said you were a Gaohu, prove it to me. ”

The girl hesitated, slowly lifted her cloak, and then unbuttoned her blouse, revealing the tight-fitting tactical vest inside. Her skin was sun-colored and had a soft glow, but what caught the eye was the pale silver lines on the surface of her skin, which looked like the lines of the Force array.

And her left arm is half mechanical and half flesh, and the mechanism has penetrated deep into the skin, and has become one with the flesh. It seems that it is because of this mechanical structure that she can burst out with a huge force that is not commensurate with her body shape, and can swing a power hammer weighing nearly 100 kilograms, and can also use extremely powerful firearms and hand cannons.

"Sure enough!" Qianye was relieved.

"You, you don't think we're monsters, do you?" asked the girl, a little apprehensive.

"No, I haven't seen it, but at least I've heard of the Gaohu people. So, tell me your name. Qianye motioned for the girl to put on her clothes, covering the shocking transformation of her body.

"My name is Black Moon, and I'm the youngest third-level transformation warrior in the clan! I'm very powerful!" the girl straightened her small chest, looking very proud.

The Gohu are a peculiar race, few in number, roaming the continents, and all of them are born warriors and mechanics. Gohu is known for transforming warriors, combining Force machinery with his body to create powerful warriors. In this respect, the Gaohu were far ahead of the Qin Empire.

The Empire has also secretly carried out transformation experiments for many years, but at most to the level of second-level transformation, the test subject will not be able to withstand the drastic changes in the body and die. But the most famous transformation warrior of the Gaohu people can reach level five, which is completely a walking, thinking steel giant, pure war machine.

After years of experiments, the empire came to the preliminary conclusion that the transformation technology of the Gaohu people is related to their innate special physique, and if the imperial people want to achieve that strength, they must at least have the potential to become a strong general above the thirteenth level, so the meaning of transformation will be lost. When Qianye was in the Red Scorpion, he had seen this conclusion, but he didn't have the authority to use specific information.

At such a young age, Black Moon has reached the sixth level of the Force and the third level of transformation warriors, which is really rare.

Seeing that she was indeed a Gaohu person, Qianye believed her previous explanation. The Black Moon should indeed be here for the sake of military merit rewards, but I didn't expect the impact of the bloody war to become bigger and bigger, such as a huge whirlpool, and the outer edge has begun to gradually involve other continents and other races.

"What would you do if you met other Gaohu people on the battlefield?"

"Of course it's a fight. Doing everything in our power to let the opponent die on the battlefield is the highest respect that our Gaohu people have for their opponents. Little Black Moon replied as a matter of course.

Qianye was a little speechless, the Gaohu people are a crazy race with unique beliefs, as the legend says.

The float boat flew in the deep night, and the rhythmic sound of the engine was listened to for a long time, and it didn't feel so noisy. During the whole night of flying, the Black Moon seemed to be tireless, climbing up and down the entire float boat, and as long as it could be disassembled, it would definitely be opened to see. She even climbed onto the airbag on top of the airship and studied it for a long time.

Qianye stood quietly in front of the console, not moving for hours, only occasionally adjusting the height and direction of the floatboat.

"How can you stand alone for so long?" asked Kuroksuki who appeared beside Qianye more than once, curiously.

This little guy who can't be idle for a moment doesn't understand why Qianye can not move for so long, and he can't even see that he has changed his standing posture. Every time Qianye laughed and didn't answer.

Since the condensation of the blood core, Qianye suddenly felt that he seemed to have become much calmer. It was the silence waiting for a grand world to open up before our eyes.

Under the iron curtain of eternal night, the swords and swords are surging, and a small city in the north is as quiet as ever. As the transit hub for most of the Imperial legions, as well as the forward headquarters of the Imperial Twin Empires, it may be the safest place in the Terran territory at this moment.

Even outside the Iron Curtain, the days of the eternal night were very short, but at three o'clock in the afternoon, the sun had slanted to the point that it seemed to set the horizon in the next moment.

Lin Xitang walked slowly on the bluestone avenue in the small town, with only one person by his side. There was a bit of a way from the headquarters to his quarters, and he liked to walk back and forth. There were more uniformed warriors than civilians in the city, and from time to time someone stopped to salute him.

Suddenly, everyone raised their heads and looked at the sky, and a long white cloud crossed half of the city and fell into the south of the city. This looks like the trajectory left by a floating boat flying at high speed, but at this moment, it can only be one person who will pass directly over the small city with such a flamboyance, Zhang Boqian.

Lin Xitang retracted his gaze and continued to walk towards his residence in the south of the city. Behind him, he followed people as his name, Shi Yan, silently followed, without saying a word.

His residence was actually a small temporary barracks laid out in the field style, the two big tents of the Chinese army belonged to Lin Xitang and Zhang Boqian, and the barracks of the Beifu Army and Lei Caiwei were outside, and the residences of the senior officers of the various legions who participated in the bloody battle were on the periphery.

Lin Xitang walked to his door, his outstretched hand suddenly stopped, and then the door opened automatically. He looked at the man in the cumbersome and formal royal dress, was stunned for a moment, and then smiled: "You're back?"

With Zhang Boqian's character, he would not wear this kind of layered dress every day, he left the eternal night a few days ago and returned to the upper continent, did he go to the imperial capital and participate in the great court meeting?

There was a haze between Zhang Boqian's eyebrows, and his heroic body stood there, like a mountain standing up to the sky, bringing an incomparably heavy sense of oppression. He looked straight into Lin Xitang's eyes with a pair of sharp phoenix eyes, and said coldly: "What's going on?!" he said and threw something over with a wave of his hand.

Lin Xitang was stunned, and before he could reach out to take it, the stack of things stopped in the air a foot in front of him, and it was actually some documents, but the format was not the kind that was common outside, but three or four folds of parchment, and occasionally flashed a flash of force light. This is a recital for the Imperial Ministers. The array attached to it is actually a Force seal, indicating the identity of the writer.

Lin Xitang was familiar with government affairs, and at just one glance, he could distinguish the emblems of several families and imperial court ministries, all of which belonged to the upper ministers and nobles above the marquis. In other words, these are not ordinary recitals, they should not appear here at all, even if the content involves matters that need to be executed, a copy should be issued, and the original copy should be sealed in the Cabinet Archives.

He stretched out his hand, put the folds in his hand, and without opening them to look at them, he asked in a deep voice, "You took them out of the cabinet?"

Zhang Boqian was so angry that he laughed, "Lin Xitang, these are the pieces of impeachment for you at the court." ”

Lin Xitang said indifferently: "Impeach me? Isn't this normal?" From the son of an earl to today's position, Lin Xitang can be said to be an enemy, and he has experienced a lot of bloodshed, and impeachment in the court is really one of the above and right means.

Zhang Boqian said sharply: "Then even the backbone of your imperial party will follow the one-sided impeachment of you for deducting military merits, enriching your own pockets in layers of exploitation, disrupting the order of bloody wars, and forming a party to fight against dissidents, is it normal?"

Lin Xitang actually saw that those emblems just now were all ministries controlled by the nouveau riche, or families close to the imperial family. He didn't speak for a while, and was silent for a long time before he said lightly: "The court is divided and merged, but it's just interests." My Majesty is the only one I am faithful to. ”

Zhang Boqian said coldly, "Although there is no respect for the Tang Li family in these twists and turns, there are many of their in-laws who are the same year. ”

Lin Xitang raised his eyebrows, not understanding why Zhang Boqian suddenly talked about the current descendants, and then listened to him ask: "Is it your idea to crown me as the king of Qingyang, or is it Your Majesty's?"

Lin Xitang was still silent, and after a while, he said a little helplessly: "Is there a difference?"

Zhang Boqian's title was set as the King of Qingyang, of course, it was not that the cabinet was lazy and did not draft new words. Qingyang Zhang's family has four dukes, which are extremely prominent, but Zhang Boqian is obsessed with martial arts and cares less about mundane affairs.

Zhang Boqian's title of king would have had an impact on the balance of power within Zhang Valve, and the imperial family directly sealed the symbol of Zhang Valve, the word Qingyang, to him, which unsurprisingly exacerbated this contradiction. At least at the upcoming triennial ceremony of the empire, the position that belongs to Zhang Valve, whether the Qingyang King or the current lord Hui Guogong will stand on it, will become a very delicate question.

The intentions of the imperial family are nothing more than to add some trouble to the first gate valve who has the new Heavenly King, but this is also a grand conspiracy, even if Zhang Valve can see it clearly and clearly, it is inevitable that there will be a period of internal turmoil.

Zhang Boqian sneered, "Originally, it didn't matter. What are you doing when I go to the imperial capital? Do you know that the woman in the Jiaofang Palace wants to marry me?"