Heiyun Mountain, in Anxing Village.

In the past few days, Heiyun Mountain has been filled with a solemn atmosphere, and 3,000 soldiers and horses are stationed in every corner of Heiyun Mountain, ready to go.

The middle-aged man leaned on the tiger skin chair, playing with the red wine gourd in his hand, and looked down at the strategic map in front of the big case.

The middle-aged Confucian Lin Xian stood aside, closing his eyes and concentrating.

Under the big case, there were two people, one of whom was muscular and burly, and he was carrying a Xuanhua board axe of more than 80 catties in his hand.

The other man was thin, with a sickly sallow face and a scarlet gourd pinned to his waist, which always made people feel a chill in their hearts when they looked around.

These two people, one named Ma Huailiu and the other named Jiang Li, were the captains of the left and right sides of the Anxing Army in their early years, and followed Wei Nianyao from birth to death, and never frightened.

"Order, march tomorrow, and give Yuezhou City a big gift!"

"The last general commands!"

The two of them took the order and left, and Lin Xian, who was on the side, opened his eyes and said:

"Wu Nan has sent news, this time it is not only the waiting officer Yulongwei, but also the two thousand iron cavalry of the Rongzhou Pingsha Army, don't you think the imperial court values you too much this time?"

"Value me?"

Wei Nianyao raised his eyes and glanced at Lin Xian, with a murderous intent hidden in his eyes.

"Lin Xian, this king has been with you for many years, and there must be no second time if you disturb the morale of the army like this!"

"Disturb the morale of the army?!"

Lin Xian snorted coldly, and his tone was full of mockery.

"Just by virtue of your 3,000 stragglers? They're just bandits from the mountains of this Black Cloud Mountain, after so many years, you still can't see it?! Today's Dali is like an iron bucket, and it is no longer the time when Li Dai was not involved in government politics and retreated to the chaos in the early days of the background. ”

Listening to Lin Xian's words, Wei Nianyao's grip on the handrail became stronger and stronger, didn't he know these truths? He calls himself "King Anxing", but after all, he is just a bandit leader hiding in the mountains, but why is he like this?

He just wasn't reconciled.

The handrail was shattered, and Wei Nianyao slapped the big case, leaving a clear palm print on the solid wood case.

"Enough! This king has his own measure in this matter! ”

Lin Xian sighed and left the lobby of Anxing Village.

After a long time, Wei Nianyao's expression was gloomy, and he no longer had the fierce color he had just now.

Once upon a time, he was also a scholar, and he was used to seeing the deceit of the court, so he left the temple in a depressed mood and left the Jinluan Palace, which all scholars in the world yearn for.

Since then, he has traveled the rivers and lakes and become a swordsman, vowing to kill all the corrupt officials in the world and return the world to a clear state.

But now......

"But now, I've become what I hate."

Yuezhou City, broken temple.

Old man Xu crossed Erlang's legs as always, smoked an old dry cigarette, and hummed a meat ballad he heard from nowhere.

It's also a shame that he can live so long, in addition to eating and drinking all day long, or sleeping and smoking.

Outside the broken temple, Xu Yue held a spear, jumped up and slashed down, the body of the spear was like a crescent moon, and the momentum sank.

Ji Zigeng on the side was also quite shocked when he looked at it, and sighed at the talent of this beggar, even if he was put into the so-called famous factions in the rivers and lakes, he was also extremely talented.

In just half a month, you can memorize the sixty-four marksmanship in "Overlord Unloading Armor", and each style has both god and form, and a set of plays without dragging.

"After all, it was the weapons that limited his growth."

Wei Zigeng couldn't help but sigh, after the bamboo pole was replaced by a blood-draining spear, Xu Yue's martial arts became more and more sophisticated, and his cultivation approached the Middle Four Realms.

After practicing a set of marksmanship, Xu Yue wiped the sweat on his forehead, Wei Zigeng threw the gourd in his hand to him, Xu Yue took the gourd and poured it with his head high, wiped the corner of his mouth and threw the gourd to Xu Yin, who copied the sage classics on the side, he didn't raise his head, he reached out and raised it above his head and asked to take the gourd and pour a sip of wine.

In fact, what surprised Wei Zigeng even more was that Xu Yin, who had been reading silently, compared to Xu Yue's arrogance, Xu Yin's calm and introverted people were even more unpredictable, as if he was born with Xu Yue.

In Wei Zigeng's eyes, Xu Yue's breath would dissipate as long as he was more than three feet close to Xu Yin.

After drinking, Wei Zigeng stood up and said.

"It's been a long time here, and it's time for me to go."

He still has a lot of things to do, he wants to go to Jiangnan to meet the little girl of the Cheng family, Cheng Wenxia, go to the Yang family to ask about the traces of the immortal surnamed Li, go to Lingzhou to return the sword, and take a look at the great rivers and lakes.

Hearing this, the two brothers of the Xu family were stunned for a moment, and then came to their senses again.

The boy in front of him may not be on the same path as them.

Xu Yue dusted off his body, stood up and said:

"When are you going to go?"

Wei Zigeng said:

"Tomorrow, tomorrow I should go."

The three of them were silent for a while, they had known each other for more than half a month, although it was not for a long time, but the three of them regarded each other as their friends.

Wei Zigeng said with a smile:

"Let's go, let's drink, call Huo Dongchuan and Mr. Zheng, we won't get drunk and won't return."

Wine is a good thing, you can drink it when you are happy, and you should drink it even more when you are unhappy, and you have to drink it until you are happy.

The wine jug on the table rolled to the ground, and the five people were drunk and lay on the table.

Wei Zigeng raised his hand above his head and said staggeringly:

"Little Er, wine ...... What about wine? ”

Huo Dongchuan smiled and patted him on the shoulder.

"Brother, have you drunk too much, this is my home, where did you come from."

"Huh?"

Wei Zigeng staggered to his feet, came to the front of everyone, and took off the worn-out long sword he was carrying behind him.

"Hahahaha."

He laughed and raised his head, facing east, which was the direction of Yuzhou City, and raised a wine glass to toast there.

"Su Qi'er, this cup is for you, for seven years and thousands of miles, for you to resist dozens of people without retreating, and for your chic and uninhibited game in the world.

Then he poured a glass of wine and toasted to Yuzhou City, his expression sad and gloomy.

Raised his glass for a long time, did not speak, and then a glass of wine was lowered, and this glass of wine was toasted to Zhou Ying.

The four people on the side, including Mr. Zheng, all looked at him silently.

What happened to the teenager in front of him?

The young man in front of him, the death of his beloved relatives and friends, and the fact that his own sister was close but could not see each other all happened in only three days.

When the four of them were stunned, Wei Zigeng held a sheathed long sword in his hand and sang generously.

"Look at how my sword is!"

"Woohoo, I once stood at the head of the city with a sword, but the spring breeze did not cross my self-sorrow. I once flew to the rivers and seas with the moon, but I mourned myself because of the vastness of the smoke and waves. How short is life? Empty hope once left room for nothing? There is wine today, drunk today, and sorrow tomorrow comes. ”

It starts with a beautiful arc, then pushes the ground with one hand, followed by a sweep. The scabbard rested against the stone floor of the courtyard of the Huo Mansion.

A poem is a move, they have known each other for more than half a month, and they have never seen such a Wei Zigeng.

In the end, although the sword was not unsheathed, he still made a sword retraction action, and then held the sword like this, burped, fell to the ground, and slowly fell asleep.

"Sleepy."

Drunk, everyone stayed at Huo's house overnight.

Outside the city of Yuezhou.

Heiyun Mountain is in front of him, and the first person is wearing a big red fish and dragon suit, carrying a long sword, hanging a standard embroidered spring knife at his waist, and covering his face with a scarlet face armor.

The waiting officer Yu Longwei commanded Xia Qingming.

Behind him were three hundred fish dragon guards and two thousand flat sand iron horses.

Two days ago, Zhao Yunxin and Xia Qingming met in Tanzhou, as a fierce general who fought on the battlefield all year round, Zhao Yunxin looked down on this fish and dragon guard begging at the feet of the Son of Heaven from the bottom of his heart.

Martial artists in the world, I'm afraid no one would want to have a relationship with the waiting officer, and Zhao Yunxin is not exempt from vulgarity, in his heart, only the King Yan who fought against the soldiers of the two countries with the strength of one army is the master of the world.

But as he said, they are the Pingsha Army of Dali, not the Pingsha Army of Rongzhou.

But fortunately, the commander also gave him enough face, and only said that this time the Yulongwei was responsible for assisting the Pingsha Army to annihilate the enemy, and the Pingsha Army should be credited with the first credit in this matter.

The two sides touted it, so that Zhao Yunxin let go of some prejudices.

Heiyun Mountain is towering into the clouds, this mountain stretches across the two states of Jianghuai and Huai, the terrain is steep and intricate, easy to defend and difficult to attack, it is really a dangerous place.

The sun rises in the east, and the sunlight shines through the clouds and twilight, shining on the cliff wall of the top of Heiyun Mountain, like the golden armor giant god from the heavenly palace, echoing with the towering city wall of Yuezhou City, like a large army pressing the border.

The black clouds crushed the city and wanted to destroy it, and the armor light opened to the sun.

At the forefront, Zhao Yunxin, the left capital of the Pingsha Army, clamped the horse's belly and slowly came to the front of the soldiers.

"Poof!"

The long knife at his waist came out of the sheath, shook his finger at the black cloud mountain, and shouted:

"Anxing rebels are arrogant and domineering, and they want to do things that are treasonous. I'm waiting for a man to be seven feet tall, kill the enemy and serve the country, just today! ”

The soldiers under him were enthusiastic and enthusiastic.

Why don't the men take Wu Hook and collect Guanshan Fifty Prefectures.

How can there be a son who doesn't yearn for this!

Today is the time to kill the enemy and serve the country!

"March to Black Cloud Mountain!"