Wuyang Pass, which has always been calm, has undergone some changes when the sun rises today.

It seems a bit unreasonable to say that this story is important. Because from beginning to end, in the midst of this sudden change, only four Miao soldiers were unlucky to guard the gate. At daybreak, they were found lying at the base of the wall.

The other soldiers, whether they were the generals guarding the gates or the soldiers who were guarding the night, were tied with their arms tied and were held at the base of the city wall without discrimination, lined up in a row, and their faces were filled with sorrow.

Although outside, the rebellion in Miaojiang has been spread to the point that it is almost to the point that they will meet each other soon, but for these soldiers in Yunzhou, it is almost impossible for the Song army to attack.

After all, they had been subordinate to the Great Song Dynasty for more than decades, and after all, the exaggerated Mo Xie within Miao Jiang was fighting with Dai Lou Duyun Zheng.

In such a chaotic situation, even if Miao Jiang has a countervail, it is difficult to have the power to rebel.

These lazy and slow guards would never have thought that the army of the Great Song Dynasty would come so quickly. In just one night, Wuyang Pass, which was the throat of northern Yunzhou, had fallen into the hands of the Song people.

The sun sprinkled ten thousand golden threads on this northern Xiongguan, and Liang Chongen, the gold-armored general standing in the city pass, put away the gold scroll in his hand, glanced back at the hostages who were shrinking under the base of the wall, and said quietly: "Go south." ”

"And these people?" asked a herald-looking subordinate, bowing down.

Liang Chongen snorted lightly: "Wuyang Pass, which is known as the throat of Yunzhou's southbound, has been taken bloodlessly, which shows that the Miao people are all shrunken and timid. We are waiting for the seedlings to shoulder a heavy responsibility, and it is no big problem to leave the lives of these rats. ”

"Yes. The herald nodded in response, then turned and whispered something to those behind him.

Liang Chongen stood in place and waited quietly for a moment behind him. After a stick of incense, he said lightly: "Let's go." ”

"Yes!"

This time, the army shouted in unison, and the momentum shook the sky.

The shadow of the sun is getting higher, and under the leadership of Liang Chongen riding a white horse, the Song army is lined up in four columns and marches out of Wuyang Pass in an orderly manner. At the end of the line, about one-tenth of the soldiers remained silently at the exit of the pass, standing spears and garrisoning them, with solemn expressions.

The Miao soldiers lined up at the foot of the city wall, the haze on their faces became thicker and thicker.

If it weren't for the disappearance of the horse, Liang Chongen would not have wanted to send troops so quickly.

Dongfang Lianmo, the old fox, refused to show up in Miao Jiang until this time, and nine times out of ten, this pocket would not be closed. In this case, there is no need to hide the strength of the Song people, so it is better to give these Miao people a beating in the name of entering the country to search for horses.

In the past, when the order to go out was handed over to him, most of them were already military orders sealed with red ropes and black boxes, but this time, it was directly a holy decree with a gold thread tattooed.

Since the Taizu Dynasty, the Great Song Dynasty has been pursuing the policy of disarmament and reducing troops, and there are only more than 20,000 permanent soldiers on Guangnan Road. Although Liang Chongen was able to command one-third of them, he still had to obey the orders of the Guangnan Road assassin.

This is also a tradition of the current dynasty, and Liang Chongen has long been accustomed to being a military general. However, this time he got the holy decree, so he was sincerely afraid, and he wanted to fight a quick battle, and he was caught off guard.

What's more, according to what was said above, there is a big man who can't guess even if he wants to break his head, and he is already close to Miao Jiang and will appear soon. If he is favored by this big man, he will be promoted to a knighthood, but it is just a matter of making a report, and Liang Chongen naturally wants to perform well.

And judging by the state of the march from last night to now, everything is going well.

Wuyang Pass has been taken almost effortlessly, and it can bypass the three mountains all the way to the Miaojiang Royal Court, and it will definitely be able to catch the Duyun of Dailou off guard. It's also easy to get the pony back.

Of course, he didn't know that the news of Dai Lou Duyun's death had already spread within Miao Jiang, and only this small section in the northern part of Yunzhou had not yet spread.

Walking along the canyon path, it was noon in a blink of an eye. The discipline of the Great Song Dynasty army was strict, and although the soldiers had the scorching sun on their heads, no one had a word of complaint, and Liang Chongen was also quite satisfied with his imperial skills.

No one in the army complained, but at the end of the path, there was an uninvited guest.

The long road was quiet, and the clattering carriage dragged a long and thick shadow under the high sun.

The thin horse exhaled a thick breath from his nose, and the crooked wheels were almost useless, and the man in the car was dressed in white and dusty, and he was carrying a dark red box.

Liang Chongen frowned and raised his hand upward.

As soon as his hand was raised, nearly 10,000 soldiers behind him all stopped in unison, and there was no movement after the nail pieces on his body rattled. It was a magnificent scene full of people in an empty valley but silent.

The white-clothed layman drove his horse forward, his wheels moving.

After all, Liang Chongen was a general who fought on the battlefield of Song Ye back then, and although he was transferred to this southern Xinjiang, although it was a bit overkill, and his heart was also uneven, he had never abandoned martial arts for many years. Now when I saw a person coming in a carriage, I was also a master of art who was bold and let him approach with confidence.

However, there should be a limit to this. If he dared to come within twenty-five paces of the army without permission, the crossbowmen in the army had the right to shoot directly with their bows.

At that time, dozens of steel arrows dyed that guy's white clothes into bloody clothes, and it was only a matter of a blink of an eye.

However, what happened next was really a bit unexpected for Liang Chongen.

The man in white who was driving did not approach rashly, but stopped twenty-five steps away from the military formation, turned over and got out of the car, and waved at Liang Chongen.

"Ladies and gentlemen, the Great Song Dynasty horse is indeed trapped in the hinterland of Miao Jiang, but his life is not in danger. Rushing to send troops is really detrimental to Miao Song. Please also ask the army to return to Wuyang Pass by the same route, without the guarantee of life, the Great Song Dynasty will return to the dynasty safe and sound. ”

Liang Chongen narrowed his eyes, and he was really a little puzzled by this strange remark of this uninvited guest.

The leader of the troops was ordered to enter Miao Jiang, and he only heard the news that the Great Song Dynasty had fallen into Miao Jiang, and was asked to find Xu Rong, the general of the Feique Battalion.

Nominally, it is to enter Miaojiang to find people, but in fact, it is to take the opportunity to completely suppress Miaojiang, which is a tacit matter for everyone from top to bottom. As a general, Liang Chongen assumes the name of this executioner, which is also his duty, and he cannot shirk it.

Therefore, Liang Chongen naturally felt incomprehensible about this person who appeared here inexplicably and persuaded him to withdraw from the army with a horse.

It is not that he has encountered strange people on the march in the past, and Liang Chongen has always ignored this, and he should not have seen it. This time, he made the same decision.

So he let go of his raised hand, and the army, under the command of the banner, continued to move forward in an orderly manner. The soldiers behind could not see what was happening in front of them, so they continued to walk forward without any hesitation.

Zhao Wu'an sighed, not retreating, but advancing. The distance between the two sides was shortened to fifteen paces in the blink of an eye.

He pressed the sword box behind his back, the corners of his clothes were lightly raised, and the sword intent around his body was vigorous.

Liang Chongen frowned, and said sharply: "The emperor is far away, and no one knows that you are dead here." If you continue to mess around, Hugh blames the sword soldiers for being ruthless!"

Zhao Wu'an smiled bitterly: "I can't either, I always let others clean up the mess for me, right?"

Liang Chongen's eyes flashed with murderous intent.

In an instant, twelve arrows suddenly struck out from the army's array, shooting towards Zhao Wu'an with a cold light.

The sharp blade breaks through the air, and the cold light is shocking.

The hundred-mile streamer sharpshooter hidden in the twelve battalions, holding fifteen stone stainless steel crossbows, rushed for a hundred feet in an instant.

This has always been Liang Chongen's most proud strange soldier. Spread them out in various positions in the army to ensure that threats from all directions can be defeated.

Twelve arrows glowing with cold light rushed in front of Zhao Wu'an's eyes, touching the layer of Luo Shen's sword qi that was so faint that it was almost imperceptible.

It is like a peach blossom fanning open, and a dance is drunk with twelve princes; it is like a peacock golden screen, shaking off the twelve stars in one step.

The twelve powerful crossbow arrows on Zhao Wu'an's side broke at the same moment, and all of them fell to the ground.

A look of shock appeared in Liang Chongen's eyes, and the white horse under his crotch suddenly neighed, and retreated backwards.

"Just relying on one-sided words, it can't stop the Song army from going south, and I know this point. ”

Quietly stopped the twelve arrows, Zhao Wu'an's expression remained unchanged, and his tone was still indifferent in his words.

"However, there are some things, even if you can't do it, you have to give it a try. Otherwise, I am also sorry for that man and the people of Miaojiang that he swore to protect. ”

Zhao Wu'an took another step forward.

The twelve arrows came out again, and Luo Shen's spirit suddenly exploded, rolling all those powerful feather arrows in one place, and suddenly tore them to pieces.

One man against one army, only fourteen steps apart. The pikemen at the forefront of the team even had to charge forward a few steps before they could plunge the tip of their spears into Zhao Wu'an's body.

However, he was not afraid, and his side was littered with fragments of steel feathered arrows.

Gas-resistant steel!

The shock on Liang Chongen's face had almost turned into shock: "Who the hell are you!? I have never heard of the name Wu'an on the rivers and lakes...... But you don't say that you also have second-grade strength, why do you want to ignore the prestige of the rivers and lakes and make enemies of my Great Song soldiers!?"

"That's right. The name Zhao Wu'an is indeed too inconspicuous, even if it has a surname Zhao, it is not so frightening. ”

There was no sword in the box, but Luo Shen's sword intent was flipped like a circle.

A tidal wave of spirit rippled around him. Zhao Wu'an's long hair was flying, and his clothes were raised. Everywhere in his mind, he condensed six flying swords with qi.

Bodhisattva Man, Su Mu Sha, Magpie Treading Branch, Mulberry Picking, Poppy Beauty, Pulsatilla. Six half-virtual and half-real flying swords surrounded him, bringing up the Dao Phantom Feather Streamer, and there was a loud sword sound coming and going, shaking the sky.

"So, what about the name?"

He held out his right hand. Where the pure white qi condensed in the palm of the palm, a thick mist gradually grew outward, as wide as two palms and as long as five feet.

Zhao Wu'an's eyes were cold.

A kind of cold and dead air that had never appeared in the person named "Zhao Wu'an" emerged from his eyes.

The overlay has caused the rivers and mountains to collapse, and the eyes have seen the corpses lying in wait for thousands of miles.

"I am Garan Anxulie, the second prince of the Leaf Creation Kingdom. ”

"As soon as I have my breath left, I don't want anyone to step into the seedling soil behind me. ”

He stood here, alone, stopping an army of nearly 10,000 people.

It's just to promise a promise from Dailou Duyun, just to return the Miao people to a peaceful paradise.

When I escaped from Ye-making, I thought I was far away from the endless temple dispute, and away from the war that was a scam and conspiracy from beginning to end.

But the world is just a bigger temple. The rivers and lakes are just a battle situation that you can't help yourself.

Zhao Wu'an knew that he would not be able to escape in the end, so he made up his mind to teach this world a lesson and subvert the haze that covered the blazing sun in Kyushu.

But this subverted country should no longer have the flames of war that cover the sky, there should be no more beacon smoke and iron horses, and the people are struggling to make a living.

So here he stood. Alone, fearless.

Because behind him is the hometown that Dailou Duyun vowed to protect with his life.

The gloomy and dead aura in Jialan's eyes condensed, revealing the flames.

"Wait but before, do you dare to admit the consequences?"

The qi machine in his hand turned into Luo Shenfu, and suddenly swallowed out a shocking dragon roar.