"I surrender!"

Li Kuang casually threw away the wooden dagger that was more than a foot long, raised his arms high, and at this moment his face was full of bitterness, which really buried his handsome and delicate face.

Some of the slightly straighter foot soldiers did not appreciate the excitement of the assassination, and in that bad and chaotic situation, they could still give full play to the value of the defeated cavalry, in which the unique perspective, calm planning, selection of goals, and implementation of details all showed the wisdom of the planner's improvisation and wit.

Seeing that no one around him was really tied up as a prisoner, Li Kuang took a big step, took the reins of the horse carrying Sub, and found his mount, and left the battlefield calmly like no one, like a noble son who was tired of traveling the mountains and rivers.

Before leaving, he made his own decision and said to Yang Xiu, the captain of the thousand-man battalion: "I will think of letting Ah Bu enter the Modao Battalion for three years, and you only need to ensure that the salary he gets is not lower than that of the cavalry." ”

He added: "Of course, whether he can be kept in three years is a matter for Captain Yang!"

Yang Xiu's eyes flashed with a gleam, and in three years, he had the confidence to carve Su Bu's piece of jade into an invincible Mo Dao warrior no less than himself. If Su Bu insists on leaving the Modao Camp after three years, but no matter where he serves in the military camp after that, as long as he makes a reputation, he will definitely benefit a lot as the enlightenment master who led Su Bu into the door. Even if Sub Bu is unlucky and can't get a meritorious official position, if he is in trouble, it is reasonable, as a personal disciple, he Su Bu can't completely sit idly by?

So no matter how this deal is calculated, it is a good opportunity for Sub to climb up, and Yang Xiu has made a lot of money, which is a win-win situation for both parties.

Yang Xiu restrained the joy on his face, and said heartily: "As long as he is willing to enter my Modao camp, Yang will definitely teach him a passable ability! ”

Nodding, Li Kuang led the horse carrying Sub and walked on foot, followed by the ordinary war horse, which was not a first-class horse, and was generally hung outside two or three horses with spirituality. Subu is worthy of being a strange man with poor combat ability under the horse, but there is a miracle man on the horse's back, even if he falls into a deep sleep, he can still rely on his instinct to cling to the horse's belly and not fall off the horse's back.

On the infantry side, eight out of ten pikemen were killed, all the 100 shield-wielding warriors were killed, and 60 percent of the horses and axes were killed, and the invincible Modao team actually sacrificed nearly half of them, and only the casualties of the 100 archers hiding in the shelter of the soldiers on all sides were negligible, so the victory of the infantry army could only be a miserable victory!

In this scene, ordinary generals and eunuchs all shouted wonderful, and afterwards they added oil and vinegar to the wine friends and meat friends, and they could hear their startled martial arts performances, but the young man on the high platform did not show any unusual emotions.

It was only at this time that a middle-aged man dressed in servant's clothes dared to approach in the corner of the high platform, and the middle-aged servant, who was originally cautious, knelt down and performed a hasty salute and immediately spoke: "Enlighten the marquis!

The young man turned out to be the Marquis of Shenhua - Feng Xuan.

The marquis was given land in the three states of Yanlong, and he held the power of more than 100,000 soldiers and horses in each state of the three states of Yanlong.

In today's Jinfeng Dynasty, there are more than 100 marquis of all sizes, but there are only eight who can hold real power and let the Son of Heaven appoint and confer military talismans! These eight princes are no less powerful and prestige than the royal family, and the youngest and most genuine marquis among them is this Shenhua Marquis.

Eight years ago, it is said that the Binglan tribe, a powerful ethnic group born in the snow realm of the Far North Ice Country, is now invincible in the northern grasslands. The horseshoe traveled all the way south, crushed the border passes of the Golden Wind Kingdom, crossed the two states, and broke through 36 cities. The soldiers approached the capital of the Golden Wind Kingdom, Yulu City, and besieged the city for three days, and the Yulu Imperial City was in danger for a while, and the Qin Wangfeng Marquis could not be rescued. Once the city is broken, the emperor's ministers will be captured and killed, the concubines and princesses will be reduced to playthings, and the people in the city will be in purgatory.

At that time, the little marquis, who was still the son of the world, went out to travel, and it happened to be near the Yulu capital. At the critical moment, the little marquis hastily gathered a group of heroes from the rivers and lakes, the number of which was only more than 2,000 people, and the Binglan barbarians had 50,000 strong horsemen at that time.

However, the sixteen-year-old little marquis relied on the amazing military strategy of the extraordinary generals, and used more than 2,000 Jianghu scattered people to successfully sneak attack the Binglan army three times, the first time burning nearly half of the grain and grass, and the second time pulling out the entire thousand-person battalion. The third attack was even more brutal!

In the end, there were only a few eighty surviving Jianghu men, and four thousand people had killed the enemy, if it weren't for the commander of Binglan, there would be a peerless master by the side of Ye Yi Zhenwu, the concubine of the royal family, and the head of the Binglan royal family would be hanging on the head of Yulu City for the first time in history.

After missing the first opportunity to attack the city, the Binglan barbarians withdrew their troops and returned to the grassland in order to avoid being surrounded and strangled by the armies of the kings and princes of the Golden Wind later.

The great disaster is imminent but fortunately immortal Shengwu Xuanming Daguang Emperor Hong Juxian, personally led the civil and military ministers and the prince Wang Sun out of the city to welcome the little marquis who was only the identity of the prince at that time, entered the city and entered the palace, the emperor Hong Juxian walked all the way with the palm of the little marquis, this picture is also a good story of the friendship between the monarchs and ministers that will be circulated among the people in the future.

On the same day, he opened the royal mouth himself, promoted the prince of Nanyang Hou to be the Marquis of Shenhua, and gave the fief to the source of iron ore in the world, the kingdom's chest and abdomen of Yanlong, Wushuang, Hongluo three states, and was awarded one of the twelve generals of the Jinfeng Dynasty, the general of the Shengwu Protector, and the dragon and jade talisman.

If it weren't for the fact that the Golden Wind Dynasty did not have a precedent for giving kings with different surnames, the Marquis of Shenhua would be a feudal prince.

The young and high-spirited Shenhua Hou on the school field was also very majestic, he only stood up straight, except for the sound of the wind, there was no noise on the school field and the movement of horses' hooves falling to the ground.

"Prepare the horses!

Although Shenhua Hou was quite concerned about the unknown but talented prodigal soldier, but the person who reached his status did not need to handle everything, and the few words and occasional appreciative glances were enough for the generals and officers under his command to speculate on several books. So he wasn't worried that the man would be dusty.

"Congratulations to the General!"

The military attachés and generals who were not wearing armor on the high platform all bowed down, and the generals in armor only bowed slightly, regardless of their status and rank. This is the military discipline of the Yanlong Army, which has now been imitated by most of the warlords of the Golden Wind Kingdom. The armored soldier is only kneeling under the Golden Wind Emperor.

Emperor Hong Juxian was very pleased to see with his own eyes that the soldiers of all walks of life did not kneel to their superiors and commanders, but only knelt to themselves! Later, he even issued a benevolent decree, so that the soldiers of the world could not kneel to anyone as long as they were armoured, and the same was true for receiving the Son of Heaven.

Shenhua Hou Feng is white-clothed and white-horseed, with an ordinary narrow-fitting Yanlong saber hanging from his waist, only twenty-four years old, and there are still six years before he stands, but he is already a very human minister, and his appearance is even more handsome, and his bearing is mostly resolute, and there is no femininity and weakness. Now there is only one concubine in the Hou Mansion, and the position of the two side concubines is always vacant, and countless ladies and scholars in Yanlong Prefecture are eager to recommend a pillow for this Shenhua Hou.

It's a pity that Shenhuahou was never moved. There are even rumors in the market that the wife of the Hou Ye, Chu Xiaoting, has a good husband, but based on the majesty of the Hou Mansion, no one dares to discuss it in the court.

Feng Xuan was not in a hurry to control the snow domain horse, but the black-armored guards behind him who followed Hou Ye's side for many years could see that the master who usually Taishan collapsed in front of him and did not change his face was actually in a mess, and when he drove the snow domain horse that had already been psychic, he would unconsciously tap the horse's belly and urge it to move.

After the horse's hooves marched out of the barracks, Feng Ji quietly rode behind him. A yellow-maned horse is strong and strong, and it is a rare and valuable treasure of the snow field species under the throne, the yellow flower. On the back of the yellow horse, there was a thin old man, dressed in a gray robe, although he was a sixty-year-old man, but his face was white and beardless, and his face had a gloomy atmosphere. A body of qi flickering and dimming, obviously a good master, for some reason he was willing to succumb to the temple officialdom, giving up the freedom to go back and forth in the rivers and lakes, and the unrestrained life.

The group moved forward speechlessly.

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When entering a vast forest that horses could not get around in a short time, the thin old man took the initiative to ride his horse before the seal.

All of a sudden

A wave of floodlight flew overwhelmingly, and the old man took a dozen crossbow arrows with purple liquid at the front of his hand, handed one to Hou Ye, and then seemed to throw the remaining arrows casually, and these dark arrows all returned the same way, but the castration was ten times more powerful.

More than a dozen crossbow arrows, surprisingly only seven or eight fell to the ground, and less than half of the lives were chosen.

The old man sneered and said: "It's a little bit of a way, but it's also a second-rate person who steals chickens and dogs, when you see your grandfather, don't you get out and kowtow and say goodbye?"

Feng Wei looked coldly at the poison-soaked crossbow arrow in his hand, the arrow body did not have imprinted words, but it was well-made, unlike the skills that the Binglan barbarians could achieve. Throw away the crossbow arrow in your hand, too lazy to think about it.

Ye Yi Zhenwu, a descendant of the Binglan royal family, led 50,000 grassland horsemen to the Golden Wind Dynasty eight years ago, but he was overwhelmed by the 2,000 men and horses composed of the rivers and lakes, and he was even cut off half of his arm by a young marquis, and he retreated in a hurry. This battle was regarded by Ye Yi Zhenwu as a great shame in his life, and he has worked tirelessly to assassinate a certain marquis by unscrupulous means for eight years.

Nine times out of ten, these killers were also bought by the prince Ye Yi Zhenwu.

However, within the Golden Wind Dynasty, there were not a few royal princes who coveted the Yanlong Three Prefectures under their feet, and Feng Xuan didn't want to delve into which side of the killers came from. will only make the knife behind the back, and the seal will never be in his eyes!

The twenty men and horses were all black knights, and they were scouts in Yanlong's army, so such a wave of crossbow arrows could not hurt them at all. At this moment, everyone raised their swords and protected Shenhua Hou, who was also a general, in the center.

More than 40 people were dressed in the same clothes as ordinary woodcutters and farmers, and the weapons in their hands were also sickles, axes, firewood knives, etc., if it were not for the solemnity and brightness of the eyes, they would be no different from the thieves who cut the path.

One of the burly men had an impetuous temperament, and he waved a huge axe in his hand out of thin air, and scolded: "Mother, Xiba! The old guy who is buried in the loess to his neck and lies in the coffin with most of his body also comes to speak disrespectfully, and Lao Tzu has dismantled a handful of rotten bones!"

The old man sighed, "Young people nowadays don't know how to respect the old man more and more!"

In the first half of this sentence, the old man was still on horseback, but in the second half of the sentence, it sounded beside the burly man, and the distance of more than ten zhang seemed to be crossed in one step! Before the man came back to his senses, the words that made him tremble sounded in his ears, "So the old man, I killed the young man with a clear conscience!"

In the astonished gaze of everyone, the thin old man, who was almost twice his size, raised his head, held a leg with one hand in both hands, and hissed, and tore a body in half. The warm blood poured down, but there was no trace of blood on the gray-robed old man in the blood rain, which was really weird.

The old man looked around the crowd, the corners of his mouth twitched, and suddenly the two pieces of the body protruded left and right in the crowd, and once the two pieces of the body were touched, he was immediately broken and his bones were broken.

Although these second-rate Jianghu goods have some skills, how have they ever seen such a demon god, one by one, they are all scattered. For a while, the army was overwhelmed, and he was easily killed by the black-armored guards who came from behind one by one, and he did not run away one and a half.