At this time, looking down at the chasing soldiers, a general wearing a black-striped battle armor and a red-tasseled black helmet attracted He Songpu's attention.

He Songpu threw Guan Jutang aside, regardless of whether he was dead or alive, and stopped trying to escape. Of course, it's not a deserter, it's just to help Jiang Shaoyou attract attention.

"Oh, Lord He, look at it, it's the first time, it's the first time! Guan Jutang fell to the ground holding his poor arm and cried, suddenly squinting his eyes at the pursuer and catching a glimpse of the man.

"Ah, I'm dead. "Good guy, I don't know why I'm so scared, I just fell to the ground and pretended to be dead.

He Songpu simply kicked him in the ass, and kicked him far away and threw him to the ground, saving him from getting in the way.

"Shhh Guan Jutang is also a man, but he was stunned and silent, thinking silently in his heart why is this madman, he can't see me and can't see me,

"General He, don't come unharmed, what's the matter, don't say hello in advance when you come. The black-armored warrior laughed loudly.

He Songpu grinned and touched his nose, seemingly unflustered.

"General He, please, you know my rules. The man made a gesture of invitation, causing the soldiers behind him to step back, leaving a clearing.

"Why is Lord Yang like this, it's that the young master's stubborn heart hasn't changed, you and I just need to let him go, it's ridiculous if he's serious. ”

"I don't care what he does, but I met it today, if I don't make two moves with you, I beat you to your knees and beg for mercy, I'm sorry for this armor on my body!" The man's voice was hoarse.

Listening to the conversation between the two, everyone could see that the two had some grievances

The man took off his helmet, and it turned out to be a young man less than thirty, with long hair tied up indiscriminately, probably because he wore a helmet all year round, he was very fair-skinned, and looked like a scholar, no one would have thought that this was Yang Zhiming, the nephew of Yang Pojun, the commander of the Xuanjia Army.

Five years ago, when he was only in his early twenties, he attacked the flank of the Xuanjia Army with a great battle, and after some planning, on the night of the lunar eclipse, he led a thousand Xuanjia heavy cavalry to break through the first line of heaven and pointed directly at a large camp of the Qiang people in the southern defense line, Yang Zhizhi slaughtered tens of thousands of Qiang soldiers who were still caught off guard in their sleep, and slaughtered more than 5,000 gray wolves that were bolted.

This battle is a rare victory in Beiliang, thinking that my Beiliang army encountered the Qiang Iron Wolf Army, which time was not to defend more and attack less, without waiting for the order from above, the soldiers below were all in an orderly defensive formation.

Even if the first-line heaven and earth are dangerous, a 10,000-zhang high natural barrier is split by a ghost axe, and only ten horsemen are allowed to go together, but you must know that it is difficult to breed purebred Dawan horses, and the Qiang people are nomads on the grassland, and the western regions are connected to the west, and the materials are sufficient, so that the number of the Iron Wolf Army far exceeds that of the Xuanjia Army, and the Dawan Horse can only hold on in front of the gray wolf.

And this battle, Bei Liang took the initiative to make trouble, played the demeanor of the Bei Liang boy, which greatly boosted the morale of the whole army, and after the news came back, the people of insight in Bei Liang all applauded, even Mr. Private School was not afraid that there was no story to educate the way of the child army.

Later, I don't know where the decent people came from, and it was rumored that the sneak attack of the Beiliang army was immoral in the first place, which was contrary to the temperament of the Celestial Dynasty of the Central Plains Dynasty, and a group of storytellers traveled all over the country, and put a stage on each place, using their hands and feet together, and their eyebrows danced, describing the appearance of the sound and color, even if this is the case, the people of the Central Plains blushed when they heard it, but who cares about this? War is like this, it is your life and death, if you want to go directly to the Central Plains according to the temper of my Beiliang people, pull out a so-called decent person who feels despised and throw him on the battlefield full of corpses, you see what else he can say, it seems hypocritical to talk too much reason.

On the battlefield, Yang Zhiming held a long-standing Fang Tian painting halberd and rode an iron cavalry to kill people when he saw them, every time he waved mercilessly, all the people under the halberd felt strange power, and he was shocked in an instant and the weapon was killed directly, with his hand of great strength The corpse under the halberd was not intact, and there were countless broken arms and legs during the charge, so that in the end he was covered in blood, as if the demon god came, I don't know which of his subordinates saw it, and he lost his mind and called it a human slaughter, and it was spread all over the city by the good deeds.

To say that Yang Rentu and He Songpu belong to different formations, and the relationship between the eight poles cannot be beaten, and what grievances and grievances there are between them are not easy for outsiders to know.

At this time, Jiang Shaoyou naturally didn't know what was going on with them, only to see him sneaking into a building, thinking that such a large yard must be a stable. One climbed over the wall, put on a posture that he thought was chic, and landed on the ground, wanting to use the domineering spirit to shock the world-famous Dawan horse.

As a result, there was a stable in the courtyard, a large water tank, a chaise longue, a stone table, a few potted plants but not yet germinated, and a few large trees without leaves. It's clearly a place for high-ranking officials to be lazy and enjoy it.

"I didn't expect that the dignified Xuanjia Army also had delicious and lazy food, which was rare. But this matter is not in his charge, Jiang Shaoyou is not a nosy master, tsk sighed Yang Commander's way of governing the army, and then was about to leave, but suddenly his eyes glanced at the things on the stone table.

Jiang Shaoyou got closer and took a closer look at a long sword with the scabbard closed, the scabbard was very simple, gray and gray, without too much decoration, Jiang Shaoyou took it out curiously and pulled out the hilt.

Isn't this my sword? Jiang Shaoyou looked down and saw that the sword on his waist was still there, and saw that the sword was also purple, and the whole body was also painted with unknown patterns, except that the color was a little darker, and the number of jewels inlaid was more exaggerated than his one, and the two were almost identical. The sunlight reflected by the translucent sword body illuminated Jiang Shaoyou's eyes.

"How much of my heart, even of my heart!" Jiang Shaoyou couldn't help but dance a few times, thinking that this sword was so gorgeous and compelling, it was completely tailor-made for Young Master Ben.

How could Jiang Shaoyou, who was originally determined to be a peerless thief saint, let go of such an opportunity, and picked it up and was about to leave, but then stopped and thought about it, after all, he was a front-line soldier, how could he do it without weapons, so he put his sword in the scabbard that he received from someone else, put it in its place, put the new sword he got on his waist, fiddled left and right, and felt that after the position was correct, he jumped over the wall with a proud face and continued to look for the horse.