Boom, thunder, and pouring rain. Wang Yu changed into black clothes, took advantage of the heavy rain to leave the barracks, and ran towards a valley.

Heavy rain poured down, and a lot of water accumulated in the valley. Wang Yu's steps were light, as if he was floating on the water, and when he stepped on it, the water on the ground did not splash, which shows that he is very good at light body skills. Who would have thought that this usually seemingly weak prison army would have such kung fu.

Suddenly there was a flash of lightning in the sky, and the heavens and the earth were as bright as day, and at the end of the valley, a figure stood in the torrential rain. He has a majestic body, his hair is braided with many braids, and he is not from the Central Plains when he is dressed and dressed.

Wang Yu came here, clasped his fists and saluted: "My subordinates have seen Lord Yelu!" At this moment, this person turned around, only to see that he had a beard, strong and powerful, thick eyebrows like brushes, quite a fierce style, this person except Yelu Xian, one of the commanders of the Liao army, who else could there be? Who would have thought that Wang Yu, the superintendent of the Great Song Dynasty, would actually claim to be a "subordinate" in front of the commander of the Liao generals?

Yelu slanted and said: "Kill Yang Ye, it will be difficult for the Great Song Dynasty to have generals who can compete with my Great Liao, and the flowers and rivers of the Great Song Dynasty will be my Great Liao sooner or later!"

Wang Yu said: "The subordinates have persuaded Pan Mei to let Yang Ye send troops. Yang Ye's army is stationed in Yingzhou, and the adults only need to set up an ambush in Langya Village, Yang Ye will definitely be wiped out, and it will not be easy to kill him when the time comes?"

Yelu slanted and said, "If it is really as you say, Yang Ye will die." Alas, this person is indeed a fierce general, if only he were in my Daliao!"

Wang Yu said: "If you don't use it, you can only destroy it!"

Yelu nodded obliquely: "Okay, you go back first, lest they be suspicious!"

"Subordinates retire!" Wang Yu left. In the hidden place of the valley, another person walked out, he was wearing an extremely hideous ghost mask, and there was a king character at the center of the eyebrows of the mask, as soon as he appeared, the surrounding environment suddenly began to be eerie and cold. Yelu slanted and said: "It seems that the chess pieces laid by the Queen Mother in the Song Realm are indeed useful!"

"There are many people like Wang Yu, I have a lot of subordinates!" said the ghost-faced man casually.

Yelu slanted and said, "The young master has indeed done a good job in the Song Realm over the years! The Queen Mother will be very pleased to know it!"

Ghost-faced human: "My life was saved by the queen mother, and she didn't think I was lowly and accepted me as a righteous son, in this life, I can only repay her with this life!"

Yelu slanted and said: "The young master's loyalty, the Queen Mother naturally knows, the Queen Mother is still talking about you from time to time, if you have time, go back and see her!"

"If the Great Song Dynasty does not die, I will not return to the north, and when I tell my mother, I will say that the child also misses her. "Ghostface.

"Okay, my subordinates will definitely tell the Queen Mother!" Yelu slanted at the back of the departing Dao, and said in his heart: "He is only less than sixteen years old, but he has such an achievement, it seems that the Queen Mother's vision is indeed unique, and in the future in the Great Song Dynasty, there will inevitably be an uproar because of him, maybe the Great Song Dynasty will really die because of him!"

Nearly half an hour passed, the thunderstorm was still there, and the ghost-faced man walked towards the south, firm and persistent.

On the second day, Pan Mei gathered all the soldiers in the Shuai camp. He swept his gaze over everyone and said: "After thinking about it all night, it was decided that Deputy Marshal Yang would lead the Yang family army out of Yanmen Pass to block the Liao army, and Ben Shuai personally commanded the troops to escort the people to move inward. Vice Marshal Yang, you are the god of war in the army, this commander believes that you will be able to fight a big victory this time, and when you return triumphantly, this commander will definitely ask for credit for you in front of the saint!"

When Yang Yanyu heard this, she was about to have a seizure, but she was stopped by Yang Ye. Back at the camp, Yang Yanyu said angrily: "Why did the father stop the child?"

Yang Ye sighed and said, "The marshal has made up his mind to pay attention, it is useless for you and me to talk too much." ”

Yang Yanyu had to scold a few times hatefully, but she was helpless. Yang Ye said: "You go and call Wang Daxia!"

"Father is talking about the Thunderbolt Sword King Zhong Wang Daxia?" Yang Yanyu asked.

Yang Ye nodded and said: "Wang Daxia heard that His Majesty wanted to take back the Sixteen Prefectures of Yanyun, so he joined the army to participate in the war, but now it is such an ending, I am really ashamed of him!"

Yang Yanyu said: "All this is not my father's fault, my father doesn't need to blame himself!" Yang Ye shook his head and said, "Go and invite Wang Daxia!"

Yang Yanyu walked out of the tent, and after a while, he entered the tent with a strong man. The man saluted Yang Ye: "I don't know if General Yang called Wang, what's the matter?"

Yang Ye said: "Now the marshal has decided to lead my troops out of the customs to fight against the Liao army, alas, but now the situation, Wang Daxia is also clear." Yang is out of the customs this time, his own life is not important, but the people of Zhuzhou are innocent. I will write a letter, and you will take it to the Daimyo Mansion Lihua Villa to find Shen and Su, the two owners, borrow the Danshu iron coupons on their village, rush back to Bianjing, and go directly to the palace to hand over the letter to the Shengshang, and inform the Shengshang of the specific situation here. ”

Wang Zhong's temperament has always been anxious, and when he heard Yang Ye's words, he immediately said angrily: "Pan Mei, this old horseman is begging for a beating, I'm going to teach him a lesson!"

Yang Ye's figure flashed, blocked in front of him, and said: "Pan Shuai's heart is anxious to make meritorious contributions, I, Yang, can understand, he is the commander of the three armies, how can there be any reason to arbitrarily modify orders?"

When Wang Zhong heard this, he was so angry that he stood upright, and said: "This is a journey of nearly half a month to Bianjing, and General Yang wants Wang to go to the famous mansion and toss back and forth, I am afraid that it will take almost a month to get to Bianjing, even if the Holy Decree sends troops to rescue, it will be useless! In Wang's opinion, it is the best policy to go directly into the palace and see the Holy Lord!"

Yang Ye smiled bitterly and said: "Although Wang Daxia's martial arts are high, there are also masters in the palace, and it is difficult to see the saint to ascend to the sky." Moreover, even if you see the Holy One, you have committed the capital crime of trespassing in the palace. You go and borrow the iron coupon of the Danshu of Pear Blossom Villa, and all this will be solved, and the time delayed on the road will be filled in here when you enter the palace! Besides, I am afraid that there will be other accidents on the way, and you will be able to confuse the enemy when you go to the Daimyo's Mansion. ”

Wang Zhong said: "But this battlefield is changing rapidly, how can you wait for a month?"

Yang Ye said: "In a few days it will be April, I have prepared a thousand-mile horse for you, it only takes a few days to reach the Pear Blossom Villa in the Daimyo's Mansion, and then go to the capital, it is also a few days away, if there is a delay on the way, you must remember that you must see the saint in May." In the past month or so, I Yang Ye will take it first, if I can't stand it, it will be God's will. ”

Wang Zhong nodded and said, "If there is a thousand miles, Wang Zhong will guarantee that he will be able to enter the palace to see the saint before May." But how can this Pear Blossom Villa have Danshu iron coupons, and how can these two owners be willing to lend us money?"

Yang Yedao: "Shen and Su, the two owners, were originally the fierce generals around Taizu, and they were the main and deputy commanders of the Dragon Forbidden Army. The pear blossom is white and flawless, and the two of them built the pear blossom villa to show their noble ambition. The two of them have some friendship with me, after you go, report my name directly, explain the situation here, and with the loyalty of the two owners, they will definitely lend you the Danshu iron coupons!"

When Wang Zhong heard this, his tiger eyes suddenly lit up, and he said, "What General Yang said, but the two owners of the famous Huifeng Sword Shen Heyin and the Liuyun Sword Su Fangtian on the rivers and lakes?"

Yang Ye said with a smile: "Yes, there is no other place in the Daimyo Mansion except for the Pear Blossom Villa built by the two of them!"

Wang Zhong said: "I have long heard the reputation of these two owners, but I didn't expect them to have such an identity. This time, Wang must make good friends!"

Yang Ye smiled: "I dare to guarantee that I will never disappoint Wang Daxia!"

Yang Ye thought: "If it is an ordinary letter and it is transmitted to the saint, he will have a longer time to think about it, but at this time, it is a time of life and death, and only by writing a book in blood can it be urgent and important to lose his temper." At that moment, he took out a piece of silk silk, bit his finger, wrote a blood book, and handed it to Wang Zhong. In the dead of night, Wang Zhong left the barracks, rode the thousand-mile horse given to him by Yang Ye, and rushed towards the Daimyo's mansion.

Yang Ye thought that no one knew what he had done, but unfortunately he didn't see a person wearing a ghost mask not far away, looking at Wang Zhong's figure flying away.