"Father-in-law, there is a book of flying pigeons from Kyoto. Song Tian rode straight to the northern palace, reached the door and turned over and dismounted, and ran straight to the palace before he had time to call for communication. "Song Tian, I've been the head of the Northern Border Division for three years, and I still can't hold my breath like this? I doubt that it was the right decision to give you the Northern Border Division. ”

"Father-in-law, a letter from Kyoto, 100,000 urgent. Song Tian hurriedly gave the note in his hand to Lin Beichuan.

Lin Beichuan got the letter and hurriedly opened it, and there were not many words written on the note, "King Wu'an, within fifteen days, outside the northern city of Kyoto, the army will welcome back the prince, be sure." Lin Beichuan took the note and was silent for a moment, "Song Tian, whose carrier pigeon?" "If you look at the sign, Qi Yuanyan, King Qi Wei." Father-in-law, King Qi Wei hasn't been in contact with the North for a long time since the last time, I don't know what he said?" "Does the North Division have any news about Kyoto?" "The North Division hasn't gotten the news yet, the carrier pigeon of the Qi Wei Mansion is the fastest in the world, this is the best one, if it is a matter of Kyoto, the carrier pigeon of the North Border Division is one day slower than the Qi Wei Palace. ”

"It's too late, Song Tian, let the people of the Northern Border Division enter Kyoto as much as they can, let Chen Angelica, Hu Man'er, Xu Houlu, Peng Dangyuan, Wu Qiankun, Chai Yuanzhong order half of the soldiers and horses, and set off with me immediately, within an hour, I will see it on the school grounds, and also, after you get the news from the Northern Border Division, follow me immediately and tell me clearly, what is going on." "Anyway, Lin Beichuan walked towards the back hall of the palace, and walked straight to the door of the palace bookstore, Lin Beichuan was young by family reasons, unable to read, after the success, collected the world's books, martial arts, built a huge book house, most of Hu Xianming is here on weekdays, and today is the same, at this moment Hu Xianming is looking at the books in his hand into a daze, Lin Beichuan walked to the front to raise his head, and saw that Lin Beichuan had not yet had time to speak, Lin Beichuan will be handsome. The city lord's seal was handed over to Hu Xianming.

"Brother Beichuan, what do you mean by this?" Hu Xianming was a little stunned, "There is a letter from Kyoto, saying that I want to lead the troops to go quickly." "Who's the letter?" "Qi Yuanyan, King of Qi Wei." "If it's him, it's not dangerous, is there anyone who wants to move the son?" "Qi Yuanyan and Suyi were like father and daughter back then, but after Suyi died of illness in Beijing, I never corresponded with him, and today's letter was said in such a hurry, I am afraid that what Mr. said is true." "What is Brother Beichuan going to do?" "I have ordered half of the soldiers and horses, ready to enter Beijing, and hand over the city lord's mansion marshal seal to Mr. Yu, if there is anything, Mr. can follow the northern border and support the dragon." What Mr. thought back then, I know, but people can't be without faith, I rose at the end of the micro, got the trust of the head of the Qi Yong family, and got today's status from the next person, I am grateful, so I am ashamed of Mr., my sin in this matter, if I am unfortunate today, Mr. can seek a grand plan to dominate the industry. ”

"Haha, Brother Beichuan, you look down on Hu, when the world returned to the heart, Brother Beichuan did not start a war, Hu admired, today, the world has been decided, Hu is old, and there is no wish to help the dragon, just ask for peace and solidity in the north, every day to read books, drink tea, how is this kind of day not considered heaven and earth, Fulong, I am not interested, Brother Beichuan this trip, there will be no danger, only one point, the north, is the north with steel knives and iron horses, Brother Beichuan this trip, do not have to worry about today's saints, if you need to show bravery, just move, camp three miles outside Kyoto City, let the world, take a look at the steel sword and iron horse in the north, lest some people feel that the spirit of the north is already weak。 ”

Lin Beichuan listened, thanked Hu Xianming, then turned around and walked out of the study house, walked to the front of the hall, ordered to take out his long-lost battle armor left and right, then looked at the battle armor in front of him, took a handkerchief and wiped it slowly, and then put it on his body one by one, half an hour later, Lin Beichuan rode his war horse and slowly walked towards the outside of the city.

Outside the city is and fully armed northern soldiers and horses, the front, middle and rear left and right armies are neatly distributed, six generals are lined up at one time, and Song Tian is also standing aside, all the soldiers in the north are silver-white armor, standing in the city tower to see, a piece of silver and white killing, the military posture is neat, the cavalry are equipped with long spears and short Mo knives, the infantry is equipped with long Mo knives, the so-called Mo knives, the knife body handle is equal length, the knife body is a horizontal knife, can cut the horse neck and the horse, the northern army is the elite, the cavalry led by Chen Angelica and Chai Yuanzhong respectively led by the wind cavalry and electric cavalry are good at surprise attacks and attack fortifications, the infantry also has Wu Qiankun and Peng Dangyuan respectively led by the fierce battalion and the fast battalion are good at beheading and trapping respectively, Xu Houlu led the heavy cavalry Runiu Army。 Only Hu Man'er's soldiers are temporarily selected every time, and they are re-dispersed and combined with their own small group of subordinates, and the most they do is the work of charging and working hard, and every time they gnaw the hardest bones, there are not many soldiers, only eighty people, but they are all soldiers who will not die in a hundred battles, and they can be called the elite of the elite. And Song Tian, who used to mainly lead the rangers in the north, that is, the spies, has now taken over the intelligence department in the north.

Looking at the soldiers and horses, Lin Beichuan's thoughts seemed to return to a few years ago, after conquering the rivers and lakes, he had never led the troops out of the north, and the soldiers of the entire north were like a sharp blade that had been sharpened for a long time, and he had not seen blood for a long time, Lin Beichuan looked at it, and couldn't help but roar: "Northern soldiers, follow me into Beijing and pick up the son." Under an order, all the soldiers shouted in unison to receive orders, the voice was uniform, even the city tower was slightly shaken, and the people in the city also shouted, how can there be a young master soldier kept at home in the north, it should have been like this a long time ago, just like a wolf, it has been dormant for too long and too long, and under an order, the soldiers and horses in the north walked towards Kyoto together.

Linbeichuan walked in front, followed by six generals, behind him was a uniform cavalry, infantry, heavy armor in the end, rangers scattered around, if there is a military situation at any time, such a northern army can win so many large and small victories so quickly in the year, only to lay down the country of Qi today, the troops are walking, there is a magenta horse on the road in front of the reason to block the truth, watching Linbeichuan approach. Only then did a person stand up at the edge of the woods, and the person who came was wearing a black coat, and the northern border, which was already a little cool, opened his chest, leaking out the wheat-colored muscles inside, and the large and small scars on the muscles were like lines, and the black pupils were as bright and dazzling as obsidian, shining with an awe-inspiring heroic aura, and there were sharp eyes hidden under the seemingly calm eye waves. The handsome face, which is as deep as a carving, is even more imposing, reminiscent of a tiger pounced on its prey in a savannah, and is full of danger. Even the red horse beside him, which was much larger than the ordinary war horse, just seemed to be just right next to him, the man was holding a Fang Tian painting halberd, looked at Lin Beichuan and smiled: "Brother Beichuan, this trip actually went out to play by myself? If Hu Xianming hadn't come to tell me, I would have been suffocated in the city." ”

"Hahahaha," Lin Beichuan laughed, "Just take a trip to the rivers and lakes, where do you dare to alarm Brother Xiang." "The name of the person is Xiang Yao, he was the deputy general of Linbeichuan back then, he studied under the mysterious sect, and the martial arts he learned became more and more courageous on the battlefield, and he saved Linbeichuan's life many times, and every time someone assassinated and attacked, no matter who came, Xiang Yao did not taste a defeat, and he was able to turn defeat into victory many times in the place of dying, and he was a rare real enemy of ten thousand people on the battlefield. In one of the encirclements, he led dozens of soldiers and horses and Linbeichuan to kill 6,000 people.

"Pick up my nephew, don't be sentimental. Xiang Yao turned over and walked on the horse beside Lin Beichuan, the horse was one head behind Lin Beichuan, and the six generals walked behind Xiang Yao in unison.