In early autumn, the grass and trees shake off.

The bleak autumn wind swept through the majestic Yongping City, swept through the Jingbei camp full of armor, pulled countless flags in the camp, and hunted like a graceful movement that would only be played by waves hitting the reef.

On the majestic platform, there stood a heroic and long figure, white-clothed in battle armor, and the ancient sword was sharp, allowing the sound of the wind to pass by his ears.

I saw that Xiao Changling, who was dressed in military uniform, was silent for a long time, and his whole body was like an optimus stone, standing on a high platform, facing Xiao Xiao's autumn wind, listening to the sound of the wind, wearing a "Chengying" on his waist, gently stroking the golden iron scabbard of the long knife in his hand, staring at the iron armor in front of him, and his eyes seemed to be burning with a blazing flame, which burned people's hearts, and more and more showed the innate nobility and majesty of the king of Jingbei, so that he could not look up to it.

At this moment, in the depths of Xiao Changling's cold eyes, a beam of bright lightning swept through, piercing the heavy starry sky, cutting through layers of clouds and mist, and illuminating the scorching battlefield, which was daunting......

Wow!

Accompanied by a clear desolate dragon roar, a sharp sword wind, breaking through the sky and splitting the sky, suddenly the cold light was great; It was a howling sound that shook the world, and it was also a spirit that was enough to reopen the heavens and the earth.

Xiao Changling raised his arms and wrists slightly, and the saber that was as clear as snow was like a long silver snake, instantly jumped out of the scabbard, showing its sharp blade like a thousand pines, reflecting the resolute outline on his cheeks.

A cool breeze hits the high platform.

The sky was shining, Xiao Changling stood under the king's flag, drew his knife out of the sheath, and stood on the platform of the general. The sharp light of the large swath, and the cold killing intent in the eyes of the commander of Jingbei, are faintly connected into a line, and he can't tell whether it is the sword light or the cold light, and he always feels that people can't get close.

I have to say, this is indeed a good knife. Fangcai, only because the knife is in the sheath, so the sharpness and coldness of the knife have not yet been fully presented; However, at this moment, when this snow-bright long knife was slowly pulled out of the scabbard by a pair of big hands with distinct bones, along with the dazzling light of the knife, it was a murderous and awe-inspiring peerless blade that was displayed in front of the person holding the knife:

However, I saw that the blade of this knife is broad, the knife shape is bent like a crescent moon, and the whole is in the shape of a mid-mountain arc, like an eagle wing that is ready to fly, plus its blade, exudes bursts of biting cold, as if a knife can condense all the cold in the winter night, smash the hardest armor in the world, and cut the strongest iron chain in the world, which is a well-deserved "blood-devouring blade".

Under the glow of the sun, Xiao Changling's demeanor holding the knife is so handsome, so handsome that it is shocking; His figure, slender and proud, straight like the world's first sword, thunderous when the sword is released, Qinghai condensing waves when the sword is closed, and with his shining armor, it is more set off the white-clothed commander Xuan Ang's handsome bearing, like a god, standing in the Wanli Guanshan, just looking at it, he suddenly has a sense of admiration, but his face is not angry and arrogant and his eyes are full of life, but it makes people fall into the bottomless abyss again.

Suddenly, Xiao Changling flicked his wrist slightly, and the long knife was horizontal in front of him. When I first saw this knife, I only felt that this knife was bland and dull; However, when the fingers gently brushed away, the rust around the long knife where the fingertips touched, all dissipated without a trace, glowing with a blue and purple luster like amber, revealing a sharp blade, where the bloody blade was headed, and the charm and spirit did not dare to approach.

"It's a good knife!" Xiao Changling's complexion was as cold as ice, the whole person was armored and wearing a sword, holding a knife, only the gaze of the forest like a cold arrow, swept the purple lightning gathered on the knife gloomily, and immediately smiled indifferently, and its voice suddenly seemed like a bell.

"Please try the sword!" Hu Kun stood beside King Qin and said loudly.

Unexpectedly, before General Hu Kun's words fell, he heard a "bang" sound.

A scene that Hu Kun will never forget, in front of the eyes of this Jingbei general, slowly unfolded:

With the sound of the autumn "fluttering" wind, Xiao Changling, the king of Qin, who was dressed in white and silver armor, relied on his elegant body like a dragon, and looked back slightly, wearing a battle suit of victorious snow, taking advantage of the wind to rise, and cleansing out countless oncoming winds.

Immediately afterwards, Xiao Changling didn't say a word, his eyes were like a sword; At this moment, the young King of Qin, in his blazing eyes, shot out the wildness and dignity like a lion, as if he was like a top hunter with a bow and arrows, without squinting, with the hunter's natural alertness and acumen, locking on the most ideal prey that was about to be buried under his arrow.

This is the silence before the storm.

Sure enough, after a while, Xiao Changling picked up Yingxiu's broken sword eyebrows, and the bone-eroding cold light condensed in his eyes gradually pressed into a beam of Qingfeng sharp energy; And his tall figure also jumped suddenly, and his feet lightly touched. But I saw that His Royal Highness the King of Qin, who had already conquered the world before the weak crown, and now had heavy white clothes and white armor attached to his body, was like an eagle soaring for nine days at this moment, spreading his white wings flatly, and straight from the top of the snow peak of the Tianshan Mountains, volleying down, as if to cover the sun, moon, mountains and rivers under his wings.

At the same time, when Xiao Changling swept up out of thin air, the cold knife in his hand had already made a large arc of rotation, and the tip of the knife rose slightly; Hu Kun faintly saw that His Royal Highness King Qin crossed his hands and held the handle of the knife with his backhand more than a foot long.

Then, Xiao Changling exerted all his strength, raised the long knife high, drove the blade with his wrist strength alone, and slashed downward, drawing a curved arc in the air, swinging towards a cyan stone wall standing on a high platform.

The arc cut by this knife shows the wildest domineering in the world, and it also shows a momentum like a mountain and a tsunami!

"Bang".

The sword light flashed suddenly, and on the smooth stone surface of the huge bluestone wall, a terrifying knife mark three inches deep and three feet long was cut raw, and the hand was clean and neat, without dragging mud and water at all.

At the moment of landing, Xiao Changling stepped on the feet of his combat boots, as if he was stepping on the soft lawn, without any sound. From drawing the knife, turning around, sweeping, and then holding the knife with his backhand, slashing the stone wall with one knife, Xiao Changling's series of actions are like flowing water, all in one go; At this time, he held the knife in his left hand, his eyes were cold, he slowly exhaled his gaze, and stood tall with his head held arrogantly.

Whether it is in the eyes of the general Hu Kun or in the field of vision of the soldiers of Jingbei, Xiao Changling, the king of Qin at this moment, is still leisurely, chic and casual, not even his wrists shake a bit, and the corners of his forehead are not sweaty, as if nothing happened just now.

If, Fang Cai's knife is not to slash at the bluestone, but to directly attack the enemy, I am afraid that Xiao Changling's white-clothed battle armor will not be stained with dust, and the opponent will have blood splashed in all directions, and he will become a lonely ghost under the knife of the commander of Jingbei.

Suddenly, Xiao Changling lifted the long knife, gently put the back of the knife on the palm of his hand, and slowly swiped his index finger, and was quite surprised to find that the blade of the knife had just split the bluestone, and there was no trace of incompleteness; Xiao Changling knew that he had a little bit of strength in the knife just now, even if he didn't use all his strength, he used at least five points of strength. What's more, the weight of this knife itself is not very heavy, not like the ordinary Zhou army war knife, which is powerful and heavy, but belongs to the light and sharp "Yanling fast knife"; However, no matter how sharp the knife is, no matter how skilled the knife is, when facing such a hard boulder, even if the blade is not broken, the edge will be more or less worn, but the result is ...... The blade was undamaged, but a deep scar was added to the tall stone wall; Even if he has experienced a hundred battles such as Xiao Jiaerlang, he has to be impressed by the superb craftsmanship of the Ordnance Department at this moment, what a method of making, and what a smelting technique that has reached the extreme, in order to create such a peerless good knife!

With the roar of the collision of gold and stone, Hu Kun witnessed the whole process of King Qin's knife slashing the boulder, this famous general in Jingbei who licked blood on the edge of the knife all the year round, couldn't help but move his heart slightly, shocked by his own king's peak knife technique, and couldn't help blurting out.

"The king has good knife skills!"

Unexpectedly, Xiao Changling's expression was still plain, like a deep ancient well, but his legs were slightly spread apart, holding the long knife casually, and a shallow smile appeared under his lips.

"Don't pat yourself on the back, it's not that Lone's knife skills are good, but that the knives of the Ordnance Division are good."

Hu Kun pressed the knife and laughed.

"No matter how good the knife is, if it is held in the hands of mediocre people, it will be a pearl and dust after all; Only in the hands of the king can this knife not be insulted. ”

As soon as he heard this, Xiao Changling looked sideways, and with an intriguing and playful look, he glanced lightly at his confidant, then smiled slightly and said in a clear voice.

"Zuoyu, you are the most honest person around Lonely, don't learn from those rotten Confucians, and use good words to coax Lonely. I think that at the beginning, I led 30,000 horsemen in the northern camp alone, and 100,000 northern captives were captured in Da'e Mountain; At that time, the situation on the battlefield was too chaotic, and the main force of Lone and the main force was accidentally separated, and was forced into the canyon by the chasing soldiers of the Rouran barbarians, and the line of life and death was not the general. Your martial arts, don't you know it? ”

"The king, what the last general said is the truth, the king has ten thousand enemies, and the sword skills are perfect, and the last general is not as good as what if!" Hu Kun smiled heartily.

"Look, look, it's here again......" Xiao Changling's tone was as calm as a Beihai Imperial Pond, without seeing the waves, and in the midst of talking and laughing, he blocked Hu Kun's slightly awkward words.

Nowadays, the high point will be on the stage, and it will be solemn and silent in an instant.

The messy autumn wind blew through Xiao Changling's armor and shook off the general's dust. The wind mixed with the flying flotsam, which more and more showed the sky-high momentum of the man in front of him as a commander; Although the wind weighed on his armor, his high-spirited posture still did not move at all, and he did not change his handsome style.

Sen Han's long knife was once again raised high by Xiao Changling; Under the reflection of the bright autumn light, the sharp light on the knife suddenly bloomed with incomparable brilliance, flashing with the sword light of the soul, and there was a sense of dust and beauty across the iceberg.

King Qin holds a knife, dressed in white armor and frost bones, and dressed in white clothes proud of the wind and snow.

"By the way, what's the name of this knife?"

"Back to the king, I haven't named it yet, and I ask the king to give the name of the new knife!" Hu Kun replied in a deep voice.

Xiao Changling slowly half-closed his eyes, looking as if he was contemplative, and as if he was savoring; After a long while, His Royal Highness the King of Qin, who had closed his eyes for a long time, finally opened his eyes again, revealing a resolute gaze as before, and his noble face showed the heroism and darkness that the ruler of the 120,000 army should have, and his tone was also unprecedentedly awe-inspiring and inviolable, and said.

"This is my Jingbei blade, it's better to ,...... Let's call it 'Jingbei Knife'! ”

Jingbei, Jingbei.

The military name is "Jingbei Army", the knife name is "Jingbei Knife", the Jingbei Army is equipped with Jingbei Knife, and Jingbei people hold Jingbei Knife. This is the backbone of an army, and it is also the soul and spirit of the entire Jingbei army.

"Ordnance Division, how many Jingbei knives have been built?" Xiao Changling asked in a cold voice.

"Back to the king's words, the first batch of Jingbei knives that came out is a total of more than 3,000 handles, and the follow-up 10,000 new knives will be completed soon, and they will be sent to the camp in a few days." Hu Kun replied word by word.

When he heard the numbers "three thousand" and "ten thousand", Xiao Changling's eyebrows frowned slightly, and a few touches of fierce killing were faintly added to his face full of beautiful jade, and he slowly put down the arm holding the knife.

"Ten thousand?! This is not possible! I have 120,000 sons and 10,000 sabers in my Jingbei army, what are you kidding?! Even the most basic weapons have not been completed, so how can we talk about the whole army and the army, and how can we go into battle to kill the enemy! In this way, Zuoyu, you will send it to the Ordnance Division, and within ten days, they will build the remaining Jingbei knives, and there will be no mistakes; If you dare to delay, beware of Gu sending troops to dismantle their Ordnance Division, surround the yamen as a manger, and the official office smash the pigsty. ”

Tear down the Ordnance Division and cover the pigsty.

How arrogant and domineering this is, and what a prodigal wreck, in the whole world, except for the young vassal king who has already conquered the world at a young age and is in charge of 120,000 Jingbei boys, I am afraid that there will be no second person like him who has such a wild nature.

"Yes, I'll do it right away!" Hu Kun solemnly hugged his fists and saluted.

Looking at the brand-new Jingbei knife, Xiao Changling's gaze and expression unconsciously became solemn; But I saw that the corners of his eyes and eyebrows were imprinted with the smoke of the battlefield, and those deep pupils turned into a long iron arrow, shooting straight into the vast fields in the north and shooting at Sirius in the dark night, as if to penetrate that dusty time and pursue the golden iron horse of the past.

Decades ago, the world was in turmoil; At that time, the Central Plains was divided, the soldiers were endless, and the 100,000 Xiao family iron horsemen who were dominating the land of Ganyongliang and Liangzhou found that the troubled times had come, and because they were not angry with the tyranny of Beiyu, they raised their righteousness in Ganzhou under the call of Xiao Shiyuan, the Duke of Zhou, and officially launched a challenge to the Beiyu court with a million-strong army.

However, the birthplace of Xiao Jiajun, the three prefectures of Ganyongliang, has always been barren; Therefore, at the beginning of the incident, there was a shortage of copper and iron in the righteous army, and there was a shortage of armor, and they were on the verge of being surrounded by the Beiyu army at any time. As a result, the common people in the land of Sanzhou, every household smashed the pot and offered iron, and melted it in a furnace, which created the world's first generation of "Northern Zhou Saber", which is also the predecessor of today's Jingbei Saber......

At this moment, Xiao Changling stood on the high platform, standing in the wind, wearing heavy white clothes and white armor, with a black and heavy "Chengying" long sword hanging from his waist, and holding the Jingbei knife like snow in his hand; And the majestic complexion on his face was tense from beginning to end, as if covered with a thick layer of frost.

His eyes are incomparably sharp and incomparably deep.

"From now on, the Jingbei knife is the unique saber of our Jingbei Army. All the whole army of Jingbei, up to my Xiao Changling, down to the generals and soldiers, everyone must wear the Jingbei knife, this example is a fixed formula; If a new recruit joins our Jingbei Army, if he can behead ten levels on the battlefield, or if he can capture and kill the enemy's generals, he will be given a sword to show his military merits. ”

For a time, the wolf smoke of Jinyang, the city of Yanjing, the flying snow outside the fortress, including the northern border defense line that stretched for thousands of miles, all swept the majesty of yesterday's Jin Ge Iron Horse at this moment, and it was impressively reflected in the depths of Xiao Changling's eyes, and it never dissipated for a long time.

The autumn breeze gradually rose, Xiao Changling took a deep breath, and the chill on his face was swept away in an instant, and in its place, he was the hero who was the king of Jingbei at a glance.

"Also, from now on, the whole army must set an iron law, but all soldiers who wear Jingbei swords, Jingbei blades, are only allowed to point to the enemy, open up territory for the Great Zhou Dynasty, cut off the flag, and never allow to face the common people and slaughter innocents; If anyone violates this law, then he is the scum of our Jingbei Army, and the public enemy of the entire Jingbei Army. ”

His voice, in the majesty, reveals an irresistible sense of oppression in the world, gathering the commander's temperament all over the body, and also gathering the domineering and self-confidence that sweeps thousands of armies. That kind of self-confidence, which comes from the depths of his bone marrow, has long been integrated into his blood.

"Yes! Please rest assured, the last general will take the order! Hu Kun shouted a promise.

Xiao Changling no longer spoke, but just put the knife into the sheath, looked at the distant sky with a cold and solemn gaze, and quietly stared at the distant sky, the bright morning glow on the horizon, the lonely lone goose, and the faint sky, all of which were incorporated into the hero's broad mind.

Xiao Xiong, general, King of Qin.

Yes, the spirit of the world, the demeanor of heroes, all the same.

In the early autumn morning, the Jingbei knife came out in the sky, pointing to the sky.

……

The camp, the big tent of the Chinese army.

This is the center of the entire Jingbei camp, and it is also the existence of the "Qin Wangshuai Tent" that is regarded as a sacred place by all Jingbei soldiers.

At the moment, the rising sun hangs high, and the mellow autumn colors are sprinkled all over Yongping; The huge barracks, because of the autumn light, more and more highlighted its solemnity, the unique strong murderous atmosphere of the Rongma army, but also swept by the sound of hunting, more vividly revealed.

After a while, the big black ink on the tree outside the camp was slightly unfurled in the wind; Immediately, a team of Chinese army guards dressed in black armor and black armor set up a Yuanmen shogunate in a moment, surrounded by more than 20 "Wuhan Iron and Steel Cars", standing majestically in front of the tent.

Outside the gate, there are personal soldiers to guard, and hang a wooden plaque more than two zhang high, on which four scarlet eye-catching big characters ,—— "King Qin Xingying".

Suddenly, I saw that around the tent, the flags were like a forest, the armor soldiers were lined up, the tokens were raised high, and a cold killing atmosphere gradually dispersed, distributed in all corners of the Jingbei military camp.

Stepping into the tent of the commander of the Chinese army, the long weapons such as the ge, spear, gun, and lance in the tent are lined up in a row, arranged neatly, and there is a gilded halberd standing in the middle, and the halberd blade flashes with dazzling golden rays, which is particularly eye-catching, this is the blade used by Xiao Changling, the king of Qin, to kill the enemy on the horse - "Huwei Bu word gilt halberd"; At the same time, three swords of different lengths were placed horizontally on the weapon rack according to the length of their respective swords.

On the left side of the wall, there is a dazzling pair of snow-colored bright light armor, and a longbow of exquisite workmanship, next to the white armor; On top of the long handsome case, there is a map of the most detailed terrain of the northern border, and two versions of the garrison and city defense scroll map of the Sanzhou Governor's Mansion are also hung high, occupying half of the wall.

As for the center of the big tent, there is a huge writing and placing mountain, in fact, it is a giant sand table made of artificiality, in which mountains, rivers, fields, roads, and cities built of fine sand and concrete abound, and even large and small villages and towns, outposts and passes, are clearly marked, which can be said to be clear at a glance, and can be seen in full view. A six-foot-long bamboo pole was placed diagonally on the edge of the sand table.

The spacious Chinese army tent is tall and wide, and it is murderous.

Outside the tent, the sound of iron hooves came and went, and the sound of training and shouting and killing was also endless; However, at this moment, this handsome tent, which is regarded as the center of the Jingbei army, is full of stars and heroes for a while:

Left General Su Yi, Right General Hu Kun, Left Deputy General Huan Huan, Right Deputy General Yuan Ying, Beizhong Lang General Yang Fang, Xizhong Lang General Qin Jing, Dongzhong Lang General Huangfu Yue, Nanzhong Lang General He Tao, Beida Battalion Cavalry General Dugu Yunhu, East Battalion Left Third Commander Army Chi Hongyi, Tiefutu Right Battalion Governor Xue Lancheng, Qin Wangfu Right Second Protector Long Xifeng, Yingyang Captain Han Rujiang, Hu Ben Captain Lou Yanshan, Guoyi Commander Gao Baoning, Cavalry Commander Li Ben, Zhechong Commander Kan Ling......

Jingbei famous generals gathered together.

Each of them was dressed in iron armor, holding a Jingbei knife in his hand, and opened along the sand table in sequence.

The wind lifted the curtain of the tent, and a touch of gorgeous autumn sun shrouded the big tent of the Chinese army with murderous intent; The clear sunlight poured on Xiao Changling's face as cold as a deep pool, outlining his own rock-solid edges and outlines, showing more and more the supremacy of this person as the lord of the 120,000 Jingbei army.

Xiao Changling stood quietly in front of the sand table, motionless, at this moment, he was still wearing white armor, but he took off the feather helmet decorated with snow-white carved feathers, tied his hair with a crown, hung "Chengying" around his waist, and held a Jingbei knife in his hand; His gaze was always as cold as a sharp sword, projecting two black and white cloud shadows, which directly covered the huge sand table in front of him under his deep vision, leaving no gap.

For a long time, Xiao Changling's awe-inspiring color on his cheeks was as insignificant as a sea of smoke; In the middle of the words, with a hazy gloom, he faintly left out the extremely cold sentence, only to feel the soul devouring immersion.

"Say, Rouran, have there been any changes recently?"

Hearing this, Su Yi, the left general who was the head of the generals in Jingbei and one of the "four famous generals in Jingbei", strode forward, picked up the six-foot-long bamboo pole, and pointed to the vast northern mountains and rivers in front of him; A faint smile quickly swept over the face of this famous general in Jingbei, and the bronze face with ravines and ravines gradually solidified the edges and corners like an axe and a chisel.

"King Qiyu, visit the Malay newspaper, since yesterday's dawn, a 50,000 cowardly Xue army belonging to the court of Rouran suddenly led troops eastward, as if there was a big attack; At present, the 3,000 forwards of this brute cavalry have jumped across the Yuqu River, and the front of the troops is directed to the west of Songting Pass. As a matter of fact, as early as a few months ago, when Rouran entered the Kou, there were many beacons in the border stations, and at the end of last month, the northern border Xingtai received a total of 78 warnings along the border, and the situation was very dangerous. Moreover, according to the report of the Youzhou Governor's Office, Rouran's attack this time seems to be completely disorderly, and in the past, the captives and cavalry were mostly tested in front of the light cavalry, and if they missed a blow, they would flee far away, and they would never be too entangled with our army; But this time, this group of soft barbarians, as if they were unwilling not to grab something, did not hesitate to fight with their lives in order to grab a pig and a few stones of grain. ”

Su Yi's voice fell, and I saw that Hu Kun had already stepped out of the ranks, and said solemnly.

"Not only that, my lord, since this morning, the thousands of rangers of the Rouran Royal Court have begun to plunder the villages of Zhendian near my Jinyang. So far, there have been more than a dozen towns and more than 30 villages, which have been looted, the grain and grass have been looted, and the population has been captured by thieves. ”

The Rouran cavalry plundered the northern border of the Great Zhou, and Guanhe heard the sound of golden drums again.

Suddenly, in the handsome tent, the generals were in an uproar, and their faces were heavy.

Xiao Changling lowered his eyelids and stared at the sand table, the corners of his thin and moderate lips slightly lifted a trace of indifference, and his bottomless pupils seemed to have a dark fire jumping, as if he was going to burn the decay of the world.

"What do they want to do?!"

"The king, according to the last general's opinion, Rouran's intention must be to take advantage of the emptiness of the northern army to raid Jinyang." Long Xifeng said loudly.

Unexpectedly, Huan Yan waved his hand, "No." The terrain north of Jinyang is flat, and the army cannot hide, so how can there be a surprise attack? If Rou Ran wants to rely on these thousands of rangers to attack Jinyang, it would be too inadequate. It has 100,000 border troops under the jurisdiction of the state road, and it can be killed within half a day. ”

"Xu is the voice of the Rouran people." Chi Hongyi added.

"No way. Rouran people have always been headless and brainless when they fight, where can there be so many fancy intestines. Dugu Yunhu said disdainfully.

"Yanjing."

Just when the generals were arguing endlessly, Xiao Changling's face was scorching, but he looked at the sand table in front of him calmly, his whole person's expression was solemn to the extreme, and the green tendons that suddenly appeared in the corners of his eyes jumped a few times, as if he was making a final decision; Suddenly, Xiao Changling's sharp eyes flashed with a firm light, and he locked on a very conspicuous place name on the sand table,—— "Yanjing".

Syllable!

The king of Jingbei, who has been killed with iron and blood, lightly patted the sand table.

"Their goal, right there,...... Yanjing. ”

……

Murderous, autumnal.

The criss-crossing Jin Ge iron horses, accompanied by the roar of killing that shook the nine heavens, carried the rumbling sound of horses' hooves and chariots, and the neighing of horses rising into the sky, traversed the entire Jingbei camp.