In the sky, the evening twilight burned a little blurred, and a few idle floating clouds floated freely on Qubai, but they were reflected a little red by the late return of the sun further east.

Li Jingyu propped up his body slightly from the bed, and glanced at the brand-new civilian clothes that he had changed into at some point.

The material of this dress is average, and the lining is even less blessed with satin, and it is the body.

But in the end, it's not those years, after seven or eight years of military life, Li Jingyu has long been used to all this.

He shook the sleeve robe that was bigger than his arm, and shouted in the tent, "Dury, Dury, where did you put my moon robe?"

The guard officer in green armor lifted the lid of the tent and entered, and in the middle of his breastplate was a lonely pine tree swaying gently with his movements.

"Where's my moon robe?

The personal guard officer came up to help Li Jingyu pick up the futon that he was kicking on the ground: "General, it's already the evening of August 20. ”

Li Jingyu secretly cursed after finishing the ball, propped himself up and pulled the green armor in the room on his body.

"I was happy to accompany my brothers last night, but you didn't persuade me, I still have work to do today. ”

Du Rui pouted and smiled: "After the general takes off his battle armor, even ten stubborn horses can't pull it back." ”

Li Jingyi shook his hand at the guard officer beside him, signaling him to come up and help him buckle the hidden buckle of the left arm armor, and at the same time used his right hand to straighten the heart guard on the chest of the general's armor.

"Looks good?"

"One in a hundred. ”

"You took my moon white robe for me?"

"The general threw up last night, and I washed it for you and put it in the box. ”

Li Jing bit his lip and took a deep breath, and as Du Rui fastened the last hidden buckle on his left arm, he put the Shangyun helmet hanging at the head of the bed on his head.

"Let's go. Li Jing lifted the covering on the fishing helmet, held the sword hanging from his waist in his right hand, and strode to the front of the tent.

Du Rui, who was behind him, hurriedly put the spear that Li Yujing was accustomed to on the weapon rack on his back and followed closely.

Li Jingyu lifted the entire camp with a sigh, and the light of the sunset outside the window poured in all at once.

Standing outside the tent were two columns of elite soldiers of the Xiuzi battalion covered in green armor, and Chen Chong, who covered the sky and the sun, turned around with two siege axes on his back and bowed his head at General Li.

Li Jingyu waved his hand, and a uniform low roar sounded in the queue on both sides: "Qi Xu Rulin!" He nodded with satisfaction, and stepped onto the black horse in front of him.

"The ironclad is here. ”

"The Iron Armor is here!"

Thirty horsemen, bathed in the golden light of the setting sun, turned over and mounted at the same time.

......

"Slow down, control the line, don't alarm the people. After Li Jingyu finished speaking, Chen Chong hurriedly waved his hand, so the speed of the thirty horsemen behind him was condensed, and he kept up with General Li's horse steps at an extremely stable speed.

They walked along the South Street, going to the mouth of the ancient Wutong Lane in Qubai, and along the way, countless curious people set their eyes on this Muxiangjun Xiuzi camp that had just entered the city yesterday.

First, a man was swaying slightly from side to side as the horse went. Although he looks thin, his firm momentum like a green pine is the most eye-catching in a group of knights, and when you think of the portrayal in the story and romance, people can easily guess that this person is the legendary famous general Li Jingyu, who has countless northwest bandits.

Legend has it that this person not only has a thousand kinds of economy and hills and ravines in his chest, but also has a unique style of marching and fighting, coupled with his illustrious family background, since last year, the military department has ranked him among the "eight tigers" of the younger generation, and enjoys a lot of fame in the entire Great Xia army.

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The hooves of the thirty horses trampled on one point and stopped at the same time.

The half-split ancient sycamore tree in front of them had begun to show faint signs of dying. It was not yet late autumn, but all the sycamore leaves on its body were withered and yellowed and huddled together.

When the wind comes, the yellow leaves can't stop falling downward.

Next to the plane tree, the city defense army sent by Changdu County to cooperate with General Li had already imposed martial law on the entire perimeter of the alley, leaving only an empty circle and a monk in the middle.

"This is the dumb monk?" Li Jingyu took the small book handed over by Du Rui, a pro-officer next to him, and quickly outlined the monk's side with charcoal.

"It's been months since I stayed here and didn't move. ”

There was a small exclamation among the knights.

......

Li Jingyu raised his hand, and the sound of thirty horsemen stopped at the same time, and even the friction of the armor no longer flowed out at all.

"Coo-goo-goo-goo-......goo-goo," the red-robed monk's throat shook low and powerfully.

"Let's go!"

The thirty knights dismounted at the same time, forming a formation behind Li Jingyu in three or two steps, looking down at the ancient well in front of them, which seemed to be bottomless.

Under the swarthy wellhead, there is no end in sight at a glance, and there is a faint cold wind pouring out from the bottom of the well.

Chen Chong took out a green booklet from his arms and rummaged through it line by row very seriously.

He was nine feet tall, almost a lot taller than the usual door panel, and his hand was as large as a two-sided fan, and the pamphlet was carefully pinched in the palm of his hand seemed a little funny.

"It's not a thing from the Great Xia era at all, at least it must be more than a thousand years. ”

A group of men from Mu Xiuying looked at the well, and their eyes were suddenly filled with some sacred meaning.

"How many people were swallowed?"

"There should be as many as seven or eight in the open, and most of these devouring tragedies occur in the early hours of the morning or late at night. ”

"This ancient well is really good at picking time. Li Jingyu raised his voice, snorted coldly, and turned his head to look at the red-clothed monk.

The monk's eyebrows were very light, and a pair of eyes with white pupils were staring at the bottom of the well motionlessly.

"Master?"

The good-faced monk maintained a steady posture of sticking his head in front of the well, and the great red sea that he dragged behind was clear, and even after a few months, it had not been stained with a single stain.

......

Before Li Jingyu came here, he actually had his own plans in his heart about what had happened recently in the northwest.

In his opinion, these northwestern cities must have been mixed with traitors from Yan Wendao.

These people are secretly stirring up trouble and trying to disturb the peace of one side in order to achieve their political demands.

For Yan Wendao, Li Jingyu has always been just a pathetic vassal king who failed to fight for power. He remembered that when he was a child, his eldest brother even mentioned to him in private that this Yan Wendao actually hung the title of a benevolent and benevolent person who protected one side of the party before he rebelled.

But after such a massacre occurred in Shehong County, Li Jingyu still saw through this person's face in his heart, and the last bit of kindness to this person that was originally hidden deep in his heart was also strangled without a trace.

As soon as he thought of this, Li Jingyu's gaze at the red-clothed monk softened a lot, this must have traveled somewhere around him, desperately risking being killed by the Taoists, and he couldn't bear to witness the ascetic monk who continued to cause tragedy by the chaotic party.

Li Jingyu nodded at the red-clothed monk.

"Chen Chong, bring the rope. ”

The giant took the ropes used to protect people up and down the city walls during the siege and tied them to General Lee.

"Pull it down, I'll go down and see for myself. ”

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persuaded and persuaded, a group of pro-soldiers finally had no way to take General Li, so they had no choice but to find two more skilled and flexible followers to follow him down to check.

Li Jingyu tied a rope around his waist, grabbed a lit torch with his right hand, stepped on the wall of the well with both feet, and directly rushed into the endless darkness with a posture facing the bottom of the well, controlling the pace and the rope without hesitation.