One to one hundred, the ratio of three to three hundred seems to be very disparity, but the battle is almost on the side, and Leng Zhuo was watching from beginning to end, and he found that the physical fitness of these strong men in Cangshan County was very good.

You must know that even if the weapon is not applicable, the power of the fist of Dian Wei, Li Yuanba, and Pei Yuanqing is enough to beat people to death, although the three of them have gathered a lot of strength, but it still hurts to hit the flesh, at least if they are hit, it is normal to be beaten out of two or three meters.

Although some people fell to the ground one after another, but the screams did not appear, and the strong men who were beaten down rolled on the ground a few times, and after relieving the pain: actually: one by one, they stood up again and joined the battle group again.

Sure enough, although this group of guys has not undergone any training, and their personal fighting skills are completely based on instinct learned from the mountains, but only from the perspective of physical fitness, these guys are excellent soldiers.

Moreover, the strong men in these mountains are simple in nature, and there is no arch flower intestine worker who is easy to graze, and there are more than five hundred Wei tiger pawns under Pang Xiao, but how can five hundred be able to use Lan to recruit three thousand five thousand, it is estimated that it is all drizzle.

The old housekeeper of Xu Mansion was shocked, what is the origin of this group of people, they are so strong, the men of Cangshan County are known for their bravery and bravery, because the place is poor, many families can't support their own families, so being a soldier has almost become a custom in Cangshan County.

"What do you want to do, tell you, my Xu family is a family of nobles for generations, and there is a noble edict canonized by the imperial court, if you want to withdraw from the field in the Xu Mansion, you have to weigh it!"

Hearing the old housekeeper's words, Leng Zhuo pursed his lips... Laughing, girl, is there too much difference between the rank and the rank of Ben Shao: "Go, find your young master, I'm not here to make trouble, I just want to see the holy soldiers!" Leng Zhuo said that he was about to walk towards the courtyard with a group of people, where was the old leader willing to let go, and suddenly shouted, and a spiritual power actually gushed out of his body, which quickly wrapped the old housekeeper's body, and in the blink of an eye, a leopard-headed psychic armor appeared on the old housekeeper's body.

"If you are taking a step forward, don't blame the old man for being polite, my mountain clouded leopard Xu Fei was the first soldier in Cangshan County back then!" Leng Zhuo looked sideways at the gray beard, fluttering in the wind, this leopard head chain mail covered his body, but he looked a little old and strong, but Leng Zhuo shook his head and said: "Back then, when was this old Huang Li, old man, you better go and call people obediently, I don't want to do it to an old man with a gray beard!"

"Hmph, Xiao'er, dare to look down on the old man, pick me up!" The old man looked weak, and his bones seemed to be able to fall apart at any time, but this speed was really not covered, like a gust of wind, it actually rushed in front of Leng Zhuo, and the fist actually roared with a whistling wind. Leng Zhuo raised his eyebrows slightly, and the spiritual power in his body suddenly surged out, and an invisible wall suddenly enveloped Leng Zhuo's body at a distance of one meter, and in front of him, Leng Zhuo directly used the gravity technique.

The old butler's fist hit the wall guard, and the strength of the matter was suddenly blocked, and the fist was even more advanced by a fraction, and the gravity technique was superimposed layer by layer, and when the four layers were superimposed, the old butler's forehead was already covered with sweat, barely supporting the woman.

"Stop it!" Just as Leng Zhuo was about to speak, a sudden sound of breaking cheers came from the corridor of Mu Yi's wooden hall in the spacious courtyard.

Leng Zhuo looked towards the voice, but saw a man dressed in white, with a handsome face, holding a fan, and I don't know if he is cold or not.

Leng Zhuo withdrew his spiritual power and gravity technique, and the old housekeeper stumbled and fell, but he glanced at Leng Zhuo with a surprised face, and then quickly retreated, came to the young man's side, and whispered a few words.

"You want to see that holy soldier?" Xu Wei asked Shan Lengzhuo as he strode forward.

"Yes, we are admired, it is not good to go home empty-handed!" Leng Zhuo replied with a smile. Xu Wei smiled suddenly, his stiff face suddenly showed a clear smile, haha smiled, and said: "Say it earlier, old housekeeper, hurry up and gather some tea, how can you be so negligent when you come to the door, come, let's go to the hall to sit, the cold house is simple, you will be done!"

The shabby of this Xu Mansion is still worse than the Leng family a few years ago, although the Leng family is poor, but it can still get by on the surface, but this Xu Mansion can't even take out a set of tables and chairs, so Xu Wei has a calm face, and said: "Hehe, let everyone laugh, in order to respond to the call of the imperial court and calm the local war, I have no choice but to scatter all my family wealth!"

"Young Master Xu is loyal and patriotic!" Leng Zhuo said casually.

"Hehe, it should be, it should be, our nobles are the pillars of the country, at this critical juncture of the empire, how can we stand by, although my Xu family is in decline, but in this kind of thing, I am unwilling to be left behind!"

This guy is really thick-skinned, and he climbed up the pole, Leng Zhuo immediately changed the topic, returned to the right path, and asked: "I'm waiting to come here, is it going to meet the recently unearthed 'soldiers', this thing seems to be spreading, I don't know if it's really something!

Xu Wei picked up the tea offered by the old butler, took a sip, and a cunning flashed in his eyes, and then he smiled and said: "The holy soldier does sell it, and it is not impossible to see it, but." "Oh! but what!" Leng Zhuo asked.

Xu Wei said and sighed, and said with a lonely expression: "You must have heard a lot, and Ji will not hide it, I am ashamed to say it, since the imperial court issued a rebellion order, I have the heart to serve the country with a certain empty, but you have also seen that my Xu family has fallen, and I can't get together the money to recruit troops and buy horses, and build a rebel camp!" Since the ancestors of my Xu family, all of them have been loyal and righteous, and the ancestral inquiries are still in my ears, how can I be indifferent at this juncture, it is really insulting to the ancestors, I have no choice, I can only ask Jing Zu, and then enter my Xu family's ancestral mausoleum, intending to take out the ancestral burial sword, in order to emulate Jing Zu, quell the rebellion, and stabilize the country!"

"The thunderstorm on that day was only because the holy soldiers were unsealed by me, so it had such a momentum, but... , but Xu's strength is low, far inferior to the ancestors, so the holy soldier actually refused to be bracketed by me, so the holy soldier is still left in the ancestral tomb, maybe waiting for a strong man to be able to get rid of him!"

"Oh!" Leng Zhuo looked at this Xu Wei, this guy really should go to win the Oscar, this acting, this story is made, it doesn't make people feel the slightest bit wrong, and this guy, full of loyalty and patriotism, almost said that he was a saint, if he hadn't heard some of his deeds, he might have been deceived by this guy.

"In other words, we can also go to the bar!" Leng Zhuo said with a smile.

Xu Wei looked like a righteous Ling Ran, and said in a deep voice!"This is natural, although he has the heart to serve the country, but he does not have enough strength, he has always regretted it, if someone can pull out the sword of the country and quell the rebellions in various places, although it is not Xu Mou's own doing, it is enough to comfort the Jingzu Death Star, but..."!"

"But what!" Xu Wei sighed and said: "After all, the sword is the thing of the ancestors! But the younger generations are incompetent and ashamed, but now they can't even take out a decent meal of ancestral worship, so they rush into the Great Ancestral Mausoleum and sell it is unfilial!"

Leng Zhuo laughed, babble, it took a long time! It turned out to be asking for money!"Since we want to pay homage to the holy soldiers, this thing to worship the ancestors naturally has to be handled by us, I don't know if five hundred gold coins are enough?"

Xu Wei's eyes lit up, what a big fat sheep, but although this Xu Wei is also old in the world, he was not in a hurry to ask for it, but sighed, with a sad and majestic appearance, a few tears flowed out of the corners of his eyes, and said: "Hey, if the ancestors know, my descendants are so capable, I'm afraid that Jing Zu will also be angry to get up, everyone and use it slowly, Xu will retire first, and live up to the matter of worshipping the ancestors, the old Yan family will arrange, it's too late today, and I will go to the mountain together tomorrow!"

"This is five hundred golden chestnuts, you count them!" In an inn in Cangyun County, Leng He handed over a few golden chestnuts. The old housekeeper took it, glanced at it and put it in his arms, glanced at Leng Zhuo, but sighed, and said: "This young master, don't blame the old man for talking too much, this holy soldier doesn't look at it, let's go back, so as not to lose his life in vain!" "Lost your life?" Wei Zhilan on the side also raised her head, put down the teacup in her hand, and looked at the old man with blazing eyes. "Is it?" the old butler shook his head again and again, and said: "It's not what you think, although my young master loves to be clever, but he won't make money and kill people, and the young master asked me to say this! I'll tell you, if you insist on going, we won't stop you!"

"Oh!"

"Some of the rumors you have heard are true and some are false, that holy soldier does exist, but that holy soldier is not a sword of the country, but called Qiushui, you all know that the holy soldier has a soul, and the soul of this sword of Qiushui is very strong, and so far, no one who has entered the ancestral tomb and wants this holy soldier has come back alive!"

"Although this young master's strength is not weak, but if he wants a holy soldier, it is not so easy, if he doesn't do it, he will be killed by the sword soul, many people don't believe in evil, thinking that they are strong enough, so they are dead!"

"Your young master is an interesting person, heh, by the way, ask another question?"

"Excuse me!"

"That mausoleum is really the mausoleum of some great general king, and your young master is really the descendant of that great general king?"

"Hehe, the mausoleum belongs to the general king... However, the descendants are made up, just for some savings, otherwise how could anyone come here!"

"You can go!"

"Qiushui! Qiushui! I thought of it, I thought of where I had seen it!" Kong Mingchen shouted. attracted the eyes of the people around.

"What do you think?"

"Qiushui, ghost sword Qiushui, that is an evil soldier, and the general king is not a person who determines the country and the country, but a leader of a righteous army at the end of the Tang Dynasty, the self-proclaimed general king, this person is murderous, and the people who are on the sword of Qiushui in his hands are not a million but also a hundred thousand, sucking thousands of souls and forging, becoming a ghost soldier for thousands of years.