The wind and sand waved, the middle gate of the Far North Sunset Fortress was wide open, and there were cavalry columns galloping out in a neat column.

Within a few miles, the cavalry column was separated from it, one into two, two into four, and four into eighteen.

So on the wilderness outside the Sunset Border Pass, a cavalry array of different colors suddenly broke through it and turned into eighteen long dragons galloping in all directions, rolling up the wind and sand.

Behind the long dragon array was the domineering boulder wall at sunset. Behind the battlements on the wall, there were border soldiers in leather armor, holding spears, allowing the wind and sand to blow in their faces, but they did not move.

A commander in earthy yellow bright light heavy armor passed through the border army array with a sword in his right hand.

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"Wang Chaozhi, the 18th Road Survey Corps has gone to various places, and the dog who lost his family in Yanwen Dao can't give birth to a moth. The heavily armored general clenched his fist at a man in front of him who was standing high on the battlement with his back hand.

The man with a silver pointed hat, a snow-white shirt, and a pair of pure black boots on his feet turned around and smiled at the general.

"It's hard to ......"

The heavy armor man nodded, and with a wave of his hand, his adjutant came up to tell the border army beside him about the deployment.

When the heavily armored general walked away with his own soldiers and seven or eight lieutenants, the sharp-hatted man reached into his arms and carefully stroked the fiery red scroll on his chest that bore the imprint of the cabinet.

"Great!" he turned his head to look into the distant wilderness, a broad-bladed knife on his back that was about to be dragged to the ground.

Only the top eunuchs in the Great Xia Palace would be called court attendants, and in the early years there were a total of twelve, but now there should be nine or ten left. Seeing these eunuch heads, even the princes and nobles had to retreat or put on a smile on their faces to get close. Because these courtiers generally do not easily step out of the capital, their appearance must represent the will of the top of this empire.

Wang Chao's attendant is good at using a blue-eyed long knife, and he is the highest handful of swordsmen in the world.

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The weather will be cloudy for a long time, and it will be cloudy and sunny.

After more than ten days of thunderstorms, the low clouds in the sky east of the northwest land finally began to dissipate. There is sun-scorched stagnant water with the temperature of rejuvenating everything, bringing vitality and vitality to the land that has been soaked in rain for many days.

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Nian'an, who got up early, stretched out in the small courtyard and carefully moved the reclining chairs in the house to the courtyard and put them down. I don't know if he stayed in the rain and darkness for too long, or if the sun was too stinging today, the boy always felt a little sore on his chest and back.

With great difficulty, he looked up at Jin Ri above his head, and while arching his right hand and standing in front of his forehead to hide the annoying light, he walked to the chaise longue and sat down, hid the sword in his hand, and turned to the last chapter.

Yes, with his peculiar ability to remember, it only took him a month to memorize all the contents of the previous chapters of this Daozang nine times. The young man now only needs any of the first nine chapters to be able to immediately and instinctively say the words before and after them.

It's just a pity that although the boy knows the content of the book by heart, he still can't understand the words he memorized. It's like guarding a huge treasure trove, but there is no key to open the door, which is really frustrating.

It seems that if you don't cooperate with the specific practice, you will eventually feel shallow on paper.

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The title of the last chapter of the Daozang is simple and monotonous. The boy finally found two small words in the inconspicuous place in the upper left of the page-Shen Yin.

After skimming this page, the content of the text is even more incomprehensible. One chapter is three words, and the rest of the chapter is blank.

"Is this a name?"

The young man stroked his chin with his hand, a little crying and laughing, and finally resisted his curiosity for so long to open the last chapter, who knew that there was only one name left here.

"It seems that today's task is the easiest. Nian An spat at the broken hair on his forehead.

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After studying the Daozang, the young man still had to go to Qingyang Mountain to practice his sword today, and he walked out of the courtyard gate with a black iron sword and wooden branches on his back, facing the bright and dazzling skylight.

Outside the courtyard gate, there was a lively scene everywhere. The uncle of the Song family, who lives across the street, is pushing a car full of mung bean soup made by himself to sell it to the south of the city, and the brothers of the Yin family who are further away are dressed in washed and white clothes as usual to go to the gambling house in the south of the city to hang out, and the old man Song on the north street is now setting up a ladder to climb up to the roof to repair the roof that was washed off by the rain the day before yesterday......

Nian An went all the way up North Street, seeing that the adults in every household were dressed neatly and with a little smile on their faces, and the children were babbling and playing around on the street in groups.

The only slight difference is that the streets are denser than usual with city guards.

Regarding the news of Shehong County, two days ago, the county government issued a notice, saying that it had been confirmed that the atrocities of the Black Armor Army under the traitor Yan Wendao violated human morality, so that the people of the city should be vigilant and report any suspicious movements in the vicinity to the government at any time.

Yan Wendao didn't care who Nian'an was. He probably only knew that it was a traitor who had been an enemy of the Empire for many years.

At this time, in addition to mourning and worrying for the 1,842 villagers in Shehong County who died, the young man was also very worried about the safety of the second child of the layman building. Although Nian An and him can only be regarded as nodding friends, but in the end, they are still people who have worked together for more than two years, and the young man is afraid of associating such a tragedy with someone he knows.

Nian An remembers mentioning that his family lived in a small village next to Shehong County. But Qu Bai's official newspaper only talked about the tragedy in Shehong County, but did not mention anything about the situation in the surrounding villages.

In the meantime, the boy deliberately slowed down his pace as he passed by the already noisy South Street today, pricking up his ears to hear the news from these well-informed merchants.

The south street was also bustling, and the merchants cursed that the damn weather had ruined their business, but their faces were happy to pile up all kinds of food and supplies from the warehouse.

"Hey...... People are getting moldy!"

"Isn't it? My old bones are about to die from the cold of the rain......

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"Everyone, I'll see you back, let's go first. ”

Not far in front of Nian'an, a few businessmen with a black-out cloth on their heads and a huge and exaggerated gray bag on their backs walked out of a bungalow, looking like they were going to return to the customs early this year.

"Nian'an, are you going to play with the sword again today?" Youjiao looked at the iron sword hanging on Nian'an's back, and an exaggerated kind smile appeared on his face.

The half-demon boy nodded: "Well, you have to go every day, are you going to leave early?"

The man snorted softly, and his tone was a little playful: "Then you can be careful, don't smash your little feet lame." ”

"Yes, my brother has something to do in the customs this year, so I have to go back early. ”

Nian An nodded, straightened the iron sword on his back, and turned to prepare to turn around and go to Qingyang Mountain.

A few of the merchants seemed to see something very interesting, and gathered together as they walked, laughing and whispering for a while.

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Qu Bai walked two or three hundred miles to the north of a slope, this place is extremely barren, only a few handfuls of tenacious grass faintly grow on the top of the slope. At this moment a vole came out of the grass and writhed its fat body in the sun, as if it wanted to dry its wet fur in the sun today.

There was thunder.

The vole quickly shrank its head back into the ground.

The first twenty or thirty horsemen lifted a field of grass clippings and flying soil from the bottom of the slope to the top of the slope.

The most conspicuous was the tall bald man in this group of knights who crushed the horses under him and whispered in pain, and this man directly carried on his back two two-handed siege axes weighing sixty or seventy pounds. He was not dressed in green covered light armor like the others, this man had a tiger tattoo carved on his face, and he was only dressed in a single coat, and a pair of thick arms covered with green tendons were exposed.

"General, if you hurry up, you can reach Qubai tonight. The man said this respectfully to a slightly thin knight in the middle of the group.

The knight shook his horse's head slightly, and from a distance it was not half the size of the giant.

"Slow down, keep moving, and wait until dawn tomorrow before entering the city. ”

As soon as he finished speaking, more than 400 horsemen behind him rushed to the same drum beat, and slowly dispersed behind the thin knight into a half fan that guarded him.

"Isn't the general in a hurry?" the bald man's voice sounded a little irritated.

The knight lifted his mask, revealing a handsome face with some bookish anger, and turned his head to look at the big man who was holding back a lot of words in his throat.

Dahan quickly silenced.

The scholar-like man urged the war horse under his feet first, and walked down the slope at a uniform speed. When he was almost halfway there, he drew a circle with his right finger to the sky, and the four or five hundred horsemen behind him all pressed down their horses and slowly followed.

It wasn't until the knights had gone far that the fat vole had regained its head from the ground, squinting half its eyes in confusion at the green smoke cloud that had come and gone in the distance.

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The thin scholar knight begged for a hard bow from the soldiers beside him, and without raising his head, he pulled out the half-moon and pointed at the blue sky.

Three hundred paces away, a goshawk fell from the sky, with an arrow stuck in the center of its head.