Xiao Gu trembled all over, and plucked up the courage to testify: "You... What do you want to do?"

"Didn't you say that just now?" Wu Feixia turned around again, his eyes fell on the dense curtains, and said lightly: "Cut people's heads." ”

"But these are brutes. Xiao Gu was so frightened that his face was blue and his lips were white, and he cowered and took half a step back, didn't this Wu Feixia eat the bear's heart and leopard gall?

"Isn't a brute a human being, could it be a god in the sky?" Wu Feixia looked up and asked casually.

"If you're afraid, you can stay here. Wu Feixia said lightly, without a trace of ripples in his tone.

"It's over!" Somehow, Xiao Gu changed his previous weakness and said resolutely with a knife and axe.

During these days, I ate and drank well in the palace, during which I heard some gossip, and there were often maids in the mansion who called Wu Feixia the county master, but Wu Feixia never took care of it, and Xiao Gu was surprised at first. Master Junma? That's Mu Wangye's son-in-law, think about it carefully, that day in front of the lonely grave outside Dali Wu Feixia silently wept, Mu Wangye is also a wandering vision, about the relationship between the owner and the two in the tomb is extraordinary, and the maid in the palace and the county horse master before the county horse master called Wu Feixia, but Xiao Gu has never seen the county lord, so he guessed that the person buried in the tomb is the county lord Mu nine times out of ten, so he privately inquired about the maid in the house, at first those maids were tight-lipped and refused to reveal even half a word, and then saw that the relationship between Xiao Gu and Wu Feixia was not shallow, so they gradually opened their hearts, as he guessed, the burial under the tombstone is Mu Wanbai, the county lord of Mu Wangfu.

But as for why Mu Wanbai was in the year of Fanghua, the maids in the house were all spitting and spitting, and they didn't dare to say more, for fear that the slightest inadvertent disclosure would cause a catastrophe, Xiao Gu Rao is five big and three coarse, but these obscure truths are clear, although they dare not rashly conclude, but from the dialogue between Wu Feixia and Mu Wangye, and between Wu Feixia cutting the banner of the barbarians and giving the bloody heads of the barbarians to Mu Guihu, it can be seen more or less that the death of the county lord is inseparable from these barbarians.

"Good. Wu Feixia bowed slightly, and smiled with great relief.

After that, he pointed to the tents at the bottom of the mountain, and said in a calm tone: "Those are the camps of barbarians, can you see the difference between these dense tents?"

Xiao Gu deeply breathed and stabilized his mind and came to the edge of the cliff, carefully observed the many curtains under the mountain, and found the clues after a careful look, the seemingly chaotic and scattered tents are actually hidden mysteries, clearly organized, every ten curtains have a different from other tents camp, ten tents and the camp form a small whole, every ten such a whole and there is a top hanging bull's head of the curtain, and this hundred curtains form a large whole, in the center of these large whole is a large camp ten times larger than the ordinary tent, the camp is surrounded by rows and rows of strong brute soldiers holding shields, and a handsome tiger skin flag with large characters was planted in front of the camp.

Without waiting for Xiao Gu to explain the mystery, Wu Feixia asked himself: "Do you remember the head I brought back to the palace that day?"

Xiao Gudun felt heartburn and sick to his stomach, and nodded awkwardly and replied: "Remember." ”

"The head was taken from one of the curtains hanging from the head of an ox. Wu Feixia said casually.

Wu Feixia's words were light and light, but Xiao Gu was dumbfounded, there was only one curtain hanging a cow skull in a hundred tent camps, and the hundred tents that supported the periphery were simply iron walls, an ordinary curtain could house at least ten barbarian soldiers, and a hundred tents were a thousand barbarian soldiers, and if you wanted to take the head of the general from a thousand brave barbarian soldiers? Xiao Gu didn't even dare to think about it.

"This time, we're going to cut down that flag. Wu Feixia pointed casually and pointed to the tiger skin banner in the middle of the thousands of curtains.

"Crazy, braggadocio has to have a head, that's tens of thousands of elite brute soldiers!" Xiao Gu said secretly in his heart, and looked at Wu Feixia in disbelief, but at this moment, the sleeves of the man in the green shirt with his back were free, and the sky was flooding.

"Let's go!" Before Xiao Gu could react, the man in the green shirt swept down the mountain in the wind.

Xiao Gu looked at the group of curtains under the mountain, closed his eyes, roared, and fell down the mountain with the green shirt.

A sentry barbarian at the foot of the mountain to relieve his hands, heard a strange sound coming from the mountain, looked up the mountain, only to see two figures falling from the sky, one in front of the other, one tall and one fat, in a blink of an eye has fallen in front of the eyes, panicked, before he lifted the tomahawk in his hand, he was slapped in the chest by a man in a green shirt, and suddenly the blood was like an infusion, the whole chest was concave, bloody and shocking, and he died.

After the man in the green shirt killed the sentry barbarian with one palm, he did not pause for a moment to wait and look for the fighter, but strode towards the barbarian camp, and Xiao Gu in the back saw the scene of the sentry barbarian dying violently, and he felt that it was not worth mentioning compared to the demon beasts in the mountains, and the timidity in his heart suddenly receded.

Although Xiao Gu never called Wu Feixia a master, and he didn't dare to speculate why he wanted to cut down the tiger skin handsome flag, but since Wu Feixia said that he wanted to cut it, then cut it!

Xiao Gu took out the Shocking Sword, fearless, thinking about the time when he first went to the Bun Xia, it was this green shirt who took him in, and passed on to himself the Shocking Hung who had accompanied him through many winds, colds, snows and frosts, he was not like a master, but more like a brother.

Wu Feixia's body was ethereal, and he swept into a group of patrolling brute soldiers, only to see his sleeves suppressed and raised, and the team of brute soldiers all fell to the ground, out of breath.

At the same time, the shrill sound of trumpets roared in all directions, followed by the thunder of war drums.

Countless barbarian soldiers are surging like a tide, swords and swords, and the noise is everywhere.

"Oh no, so many brute soldiers, how can it be good?" The sound of killing shook the sky, the two of them were like two white chess pieces surrounded by black chess, Xiao Gu had never seen such a big scene, and his legs were stunned at such a critical juncture.

Wu Feixia's face was expressionless, deaf to the sound of thunderous war drums and fighting, and turned back to Xiao Gu and said, "What are you in a daze? If you don't want to be a ghost under the knife of these barbarians, follow me, don't forget why you want to cultivate the Tao and practice martial arts." ”

Why do you want to cultivate the Tao and practice martial arts? These words pierced Xiao Gu's heart like a cone, dripping blood, and since the last bun, Xiao Gu tried his best not to remind himself of the gray-clothed old monk, the face that was always smiling kindly and thin.

Why do you want to cultivate the Tao and practice martial arts? Isn't it precisely for the day when you can personally avenge the gray-clothed old monk? I have gone down the mountain several times, but I am still in the realm of Tiancheng, and there is no progress in Taoism, and I don't want to talk about revenge for my teacher, if Wu Feixia leaves, whether I can get out of Cangshan is a question, so that the original vow to avenge my teacher has become an empty word?

The sword was shining, and it was unsheathed, and a brute soldier who swung his sword and pounced on Xiao Gu immediately fell.

Seeing that the stunner was unsheathed, the corners of Wu Feixia's mouth hooked a trace of arc, and the blue-sleeved qi machine was full of ups and downs, opening a blood path in a sea of black pressure.

"Shocking!" Wu Feixia was imposing, and slapped four or five brute soldiers with one palm.

Xiao Gu comprehended and threw out the Shocking Sword.

"Look, that's how the sword works. Wu Feixia took Jing Hong with one hand and said.

Starting, the sword fetus is complete, such as white rice paper, and the pen is a dragon and snake splashing ink landscape.

Everywhere Tsing Yi passed, patches of barbarian soldiers did not see the blade of the sword, only to see the sword and then splattered blood and fell to the ground.

Knock Boom! Knock Boom!

A burst of frustrated war drums rang out.

The vast sea of brutes gave way to a path, like a field of reeds swept by the wind, and a strong man with a long jeweled sword and a steel helmet with horns and a thick beard walked step by step under the support of many shield guards.

His eyes were like torches, and his hand was always pressed against the hilt of the long jeweled knife at his waist.

Ten years ago, it was the man in the green shirt in front of him who beheaded his father among tens of thousands of barbarians, and the whole tribe was terrified, so he gave Daliang a chance, and the entire tribe suffered a heavy blow and had to retreat to southern Xinjiang to recuperate for ten years.

Wu Feixia smiled coldly, came out of the sheath in shock, and pierced the skull with a sword.

Mu Ziwang's flag fluttering, and Mu Guihu, who took off his python robe and changed into a stomach, was sitting at the head of the handsome camp.

At the bottom stood two rows of military generals who were also dressed in armor.

Mu Guihu frowned, scratched his gray sideburns, and said solemnly: "According to the report of the sentry, the barbarian army has occupied the choke point and opened the sword, and the army is camped, and will launch a surprise attack on Dali City at any time, I don't know if you have a good plan?"

"How can this be reasonable! These southern barbarians are really too deceitful, and they are still thinking about the land of our Daliang, and I implore the prince to let the last general bring 5,000 elite soldiers to the raid, and kill these southern barbarians without leaving a piece of armor, so that they will have a long memory, and they will be honest and safe in the future. A strong-tempered military general said.

"Lord, by all means, after ten years of recuperation, the barbarians have long recovered their vitality, this time there are no less than tens of thousands of troops, and they preemptively take down the opening of the sword, it is simply to occupy the right time and place, if only 5,000 elites want to drive away these southern barbarians, it is undoubtedly a fool's dream. Another general dressed as a civil servant said.

"Lord Wang, although the number of barbarian soldiers is tens of thousands, they are all a group of rabble, it is better to attack with the whole army and uproot them!

"The barbarians are less than 10,000, and they can't fight if they are full of 10,000!" Mu Guihu looked at the topographic map on the table, pondered for a moment and said, "General Fang, what do you think?" ”

The young general surnamed Fang said loudly: "The barbarian soldiers are strong, although our army is superior in numbers, but except for only 30,000 white soldiers who can fight with one, the rest of the soldiers are difficult to match with it, although the barbarians occupy the sword opening, but the sword opening is only the throat of southern Xinjiang, not the main road into Dali, the barbarians are running long-distance, the mountain road is rugged and difficult, and the supply of military food is difficult, we only need to wait for the battle, defend and attack, and when the barbarian army is exhausted and retreat on its own, then take advantage of the situation to pursue." ”