The white-clothed Confucian who had entered Chang'an three times and retreated bowed his head, and was about to retreat behind the man in red python again, but the python unexpectedly stretched out his hand and secretly grabbed the wide sleeves of the white-clothed man.

In the view of Confucianism, the intention of the python's move is simple and straightforward, at this moment and Yangzhou City Tiger Ben heavy armor confrontation, is the Beifu army that once had the reputation of the king of the north, the Shicai that burst of arrows and arrows is amazing, the bow army is also amazing, the arrow rain shoots out from the forest shade hundreds of steps away, after passing through the ten thousand Buddha Ping, it can also penetrate the heavy armor of the python guard's chest and back, the power and killing can be seen, it is enough to see that this northern elite who has been dormant in the south of the Yangtze River for many years has not been pampered and dull because the war in Jiangnan has subsided, if it were not for the rapid reaction of the white-clothed Confucian students, for the python to block the rain of arrows that spread all over the sky, I am afraid that the menacing arrow rain will pierce a hornet's nest on the python clothes。

There are very rumors among the people that if the seven thousand Beifu troops dormant in the south of the Yangtze River want to crisscross the hinterland of the south of the Yangtze River and smash the city of Yangzhou, it is easier than the bag to get things, but the reason why the man in python clothes lightly pulls the long sleeves of Confucianism is not because he is afraid of this invincible elite in the north, what is the difference between one step and a hundred steps for the majestic white-clothed Confucian saint, not to mention the half-step gap that is not enough to worry about.

It's just that this lord of Jiangnan has always been suspicious by nature, thinking that he has obviously laid a net within a radius of 100 miles of this Beifu army, and the defenders who are guarding him are even more numerous than the victory, even if a mosquito the size of a sesame seed passes through this big net, it will never come and go without a trace, let alone a full army of 7,000 people? Could it be that the soldiers under his King Wu are really soft persimmons that eat dry rice?

After careful consideration, the Beifu army has always been famous for long-distance attacks, and the heavy armored iron cavalry in the Beifu army is even more terrifying to the Daliao iron cavalry, and this Beifu army that is dormant in the south of the Yangtze River is precisely the Taidou heavy cavalry army in the Beifu army, which can pass through layers of obstacles and quietly attack Muru Temple.

King Wu couldn't help but think of the purple and black sea all over the mountains, and suddenly there was a burst of shame, if it was said that the move of the Beifu army was purely a random move by the commander of the army, the man in python clothes would not believe it if he was killed, and the python's gaze slowly fell on the body of the plain robe, could it be that he, the imperial nephew, still had a back hand? Therefore, in order to avoid a long night of dreams, the white-clothed Confucian was allowed to wait for an opportunity to snatch out the prince in the plain robe in the midst of the army.

The tense but silent on the Ten Thousand Buddha Ping was so quiet that the needle could be heard, and the plain-robed boy took the lead in breaking the silence and said loudly: "Uncle Wang, it seems that you have missed it again." ”

The man in python shrank his eyebrows, and after a moment of contemplation, his brows stretched slightly, and he stroked his beard and said with a smile: "What's the word? It's just a mere seven thousand Beifu troops, even if it really fought out the defenders of Yangzhou City with one enemy and ten, and there is still a great Confucian saint in the Tiangang realm, do you really think you can escape from the palm of this king?"

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The robe boy rubbed his temples carelessly, and deliberately raised his tone and said, "My nephew really doesn't like to laugh, Uncle Wang is really not afraid of a fire in the backyard?"

The two real words were extremely heavy, as if reminding the man in python clothes.

Python's voice was clearly suddenly low: "This king said, no matter how big the fire is, the king will still use the water of the Yangtze River to extinguish him, you are now a fish and turtle in the crucian urn across the river, can you still set off any strong winds and waves? You are the prince of the Great Liang today, these appalling words scare and scare others, but if you want to scare you Uncle Wang, I am still 108,000 miles away, nephew, don't forget who this lord of Jiangnan is." ”

The plain-robed boy smiled but did not speak.

The sound of the horse's hooves was like thunder, and it came to an abrupt end after coming to the stone steps of the mountain road, and the soldiers on the horse turned over and dismounted, and hurriedly ran to the Ten Thousand Buddha Flat, regardless of the crooked stomach.

"Report!" The soldier's face turned pale as if he had been frightened, and he walked through the phalanx in a hurry, kneeling behind the man in red python with a pop, and cowered on the ground.

The man in red python looked down at the frightened sentry, and asked with puzzlement between his eyebrows, "Why are you so panicked?"

The soldier whose armor was crooked to the side raised his head resignedly, his hands arched into fists, his lips trembled, and he said in a slurred voice: "Lord Wang, there is... There is hostility. ”

The white-clothed Confucian frowned after hearing this, his eyes were firmly fixed on the plain-robed boy in the purple and black flood, and the hands in the long sleeves of Liubai quietly turned into claws.

The man in python clothes was shocked when he heard the news, and his heart was as good as tea, salt, sauce and vinegar at the same time, and said, "Tell me more." ”

The messenger soldier turned his head to look at the Beifu army in a strict formation, felt a cool breeze on his back, wiped the cold sweat on his forehead, and probably felt that it was very inappropriate to report the battle situation on the front line in front of the enemy, so he stood up and leaned into the ear of the man in the python robe, and whispered: "There is a heavy cavalry of unknown origin approaching the outskirts of Yangzhou City, and it is estimated that there will be an hour before it can penetrate directly into Yangzhou City." ”

The face of the man in python clothes first turned from sunny to cloudy, and then from yin to black, like the dome of the sky where a rainstorm is coming, although the python is suspicious and suspicious all day long, but he can be the lord of Jiangnan Domain, and his heart is naturally very human, he suppressed the anger in his heart, and asked calmly: "Isn't this heavy horse with wings? As soon as it appeared, it approached the outskirts of Yangzhou, where is the impregnable defense line in Jiangnan? Or is it all the paper window that will be broken as soon as it is poked?"

The messenger soldier was so frightened that his lips turned blue, and he trembled again and fell to the ground: "This heavy cavalry is like a ghost, all the way east to avoid the real and empty, without leaving the slightest trace, probably bypassing the Nucang Gorge and rushing to the Weishan Mountain, so the army stationed in the embankment of Jingshu and Shu in the area of Nucang Gorge has not noticed this heavy cavalry that has penetrated directly into the hinterland of the south of the Yangtze River. ”

"Take Weishan?" the man in red python muttered to himself, Weishan is a gap secret road that leads directly to the hinterland of the south of the Yangtze River, and at the beginning of the year, the python Yi transferred the legion stationed in Weishan to the Yangtze River to strengthen the northern defense line, so the defense of Weishan is empty, but the military transfer is military secret, and this heavy cavalry obviously learned that Weishan defense is empty

Lack of news, dare to use Weishan to go straight into the hinterland of the south of the Yangtze River in such a grand way, what is the intention of this heavy cavalry?"

The python looked at the vulture, and finally understood the deep meaning of the fire in the backyard that the prince in the plain robe said, why this heavy horse of unknown origin would take advantage of Weishan, and why it was just at this moment that he approached Yangzhou City, naturally there is no need to repeat it, the purpose is even more obvious, to surround Wei to save Zhao Jiemu like the siege of the temple.

The man in red python asked in a deep voice, "How many people are there in that heavy cavalry that rushed to Yangzhou City?"

The messenger shook his head sweatingly, and said in a trembling voice, "I don't know. ”

The man in red python asked again, "In addition to the heavy cavalry, are there any other reinforcements?"

The messenger shook his head again, pressed his forehead against the ground, and said, "I don't know. ”

The face of the man in red python was full of gloom, but he was never angry and angry, and he looked at the plain-robed boy with a leisurely look in his eyes.

The boy in the plain robe tried his best to keep his composure, but a feeling of being pierced by the man in red python came spontaneously, and he couldn't help but shiver without missing a trace.

The man in red python looked up at the sky in the direction of Yangzhou City, shook the long sleeves of the python shirt suddenly, turned around and approached the shoulder of Confucian Sheng: "Mr. Lian, the rest will be handed over to you." ”

The white-clothed Confucian bowed down slightly and saluted the man in python clothes: "Please rest assured, King Wu, the 100,000 elites of Chang'an City still can't stop Lian Mou, how can the 7,000 Beifu soldiers stop Lian Mou." ”

The man in python nodded, revealing a stiff smile, and the python robe fluttered through the neat phalanx and walked down the Ten Thousand Buddha Flat.

The Yangzhou tiger on the Wanfoping is also like the tide receding, with the red python man withdrawing from the Wanfoping.

Nowadays, there are only white-clothed Confucian students left on the Ten Thousand Buddha Flat against 7,000 Beifu soldiers.

The boy in the plain robe watched the python clothes gradually disappear from sight, and the sound of footsteps like a galloping thunder waterfall and the sound of armor gradually went down the mountain, and finally breathed a long sigh of relief, and the cold sweat on his back eased slightly, and then his back was already soaked a lot, but the man in the python and the Confucian in white were not found.

The prince in the plain robe was secretly pleased, he knew that this iron cavalry of unknown origin was the five thousand heavy cavalry of Wen Changjian.

The situation finally showed signs of sunshine after the dark clouds, but when the plain-robed boy looked up again and saw the white shirt with sleeves, his heart suddenly tightened, and his palms were cold and sweaty.

The mountain wind stopped suddenly, but the white-clothed Confucian clothes were unstoppable.

"Please. Confucian Sheng put one hand behind him, and made a gesture of invitation with the other hand, and his white robe swayed without wind, as if an immortal from outside the world was coming.

Killing intent is like a river empowerment.

What kind of person is the general of the Beifu Army, the sense of smell beaten with blood on the border of Liangliao is better than that of wild beasts, and Confucianism's killing machine naturally cannot escape their eyes.

"Kill!"

A heaven-shattering order blurted out, and the Beifu soldiers who formed a phalanx poured towards the white-clothed Confucian like an ocean.

The Beifu army surrounded the white-clothed Confucian with the momentum of the horns, and although the spear and heavy cavalry in the lead abandoned their horses and rushed to attack the Muru Temple, the quality of the infantry was still first-class, and they defended in a moment

The front row of spearmen leaned over to hold their guns, the second row of spearmen rested their spears on the shoulders of the first row of spearmen, the third row of spears slanted towards the sky, and the last row of spearmen were all armourers with amazing arm strength, and they raised their spears high with one hand to make a throwing gesture.

The spear is a wall, negligent but not leaky.

The spearmen in the last row were the first to throw spears at the white-clothed Confucian students.

The spear flew like a spark of arrows towards the white-clothed Confucian student.

The white-clothed Confucian took a step forward, and the spears spread out in the sky suddenly lost the momentum of their advance, and fell directly in mid-air like a meteorite.

(End of chapter)