Huaiyi City is two hundred miles away from Chang'an, although it is close to the imperial capital, but it is far less than the upper city of Yehua, only the scale of the middle city.

There are many shops in the city, pedestrians are in a hurry on the road, the people live comfortably, and they have nothing to do on weekdays.

Early in the morning, there was a loud cry of a big rooster in the city, and Liu Seventeen, who was guarding the city, opened the city gate angrily, and scolded and said that one day he must slaughter and eat this big rooster that disturbs people's dreams.

But he didn't even know which rooster it was, so he could only sit in the pergola next to the gate hole, wrap his padded jacket tightly, find a sheltered place from the wind, and let pedestrians pass through the gate or enter or exit.

He didn't care, just squinted his eyes and continued to nap.

......

"The front line is a great victory, and 50,000 are killed!" (Wu Qien's handwritten military newspaper, 30,000 was changed to 50,000)"

The rough voice startled the migratory birds flying from the north in the dense forests on both sides of the road, and dozens of lightly armored cavalrymen lined up in a neat formation, although tired, but still high-spirited, and galloped majestically on the wide post road.

Liu Qiqi was stunned, and opened his eyes suddenly, thinking about what kind of dream he was dreaming.

But when I looked closely, I saw dozens of cavalry running over murderously, and after the panic, his hand was immediately pressed on the hilt of the knife on his waist, thinking that it would be difficult for the barbarians to fight here, and the master would have to die here today?

But then, he saw the familiar armor of the cavalry, carved with intricate patterns, which was the symbol of the Liyang cavalry.

But the first thing that caught his eye was the piercing red feather on the top of his head, and he reacted at this time, this was the red feather in front of him.

The last time I saw them was when the news of Daliang City came.

Great victory?

What is the big victory?

Aren't you dreaming?

"A great victory on the front line, 50,000 in battle!"

Now that he heard it clearly, Liu Qiqi hurriedly jumped up and kicked away the pedestrians who were blocking the city gate, regardless of the fact that the other party was actually the distant little nephew of the county lord.

Ren Hongling hurriedly made the horse step through the city gate, and did not dare to stay for a moment.

Victory on the front line!

Liyang's border defense has been more than 2,000 miles, the national strength is strong, overlooking the sea, at this time, what other place can be called the front line?

The answer is self-explanatory.

Hongling did not hide it in a hurry, with joy on his face, even if he was dusty and his mouth was dry, he still tried his best to shout out.

The news spread, and the small city exploded all at once.

The men ran to tell each other, the daughter was smiling, and the old man in the family washed his face with tears and laughed loudly.

Even the most demanding innkeeper on weekdays has brought out his treasured wine at this moment.

So Tie Da, who was carrying an iron sword, had a mouthful, took a sip, frowned slightly, and scolded and said that it was much worse than the monkey wine in the mountains, but he still held the wine glass and did not let go, with a smile on his face that could not be concealed.

In my heart, except for the eldest lady of the Floating Fire Sword Sect in the city, Li Wenshuo's shadow rarely appeared.

The news crossed the city of Huaiyi, passed through the small town in the countryside, stepped through the rugged path in the fields, and then returned to the right path, stepping into the gateway of the majestic city.

Still no one dared to stop him.

This is the red feather urgent messenger who reported the good news, regardless of whether you are a noble or a commoner, if you stand in front of the road, you will die in vain if you are hit by a horse.

The cavalry rode through Chang'an City, stepped through the West Street Hutong, stepped through the Vermilion Bird Avenue, and only stopped and dismounted after entering the palace gate, and the excitement on his face was still not diminished.

The messenger poured a large sip of cold water, took off the dark armor on his body, washed up, and changed into the most gorgeous Mingguang armor in the Jinwuwei, and went to the main hall of the court.

When he entered the door, the news had spread all over Chang'an City.

Liu Ye sat on the dragon chair, except for Concubine Rong, he rarely had a smile recently, but now, the smile on his face couldn't be stopped.

Although he heard the news, he waited for the messenger to say it himself.

The messenger is a pawn in the border army, he has never been out of Fenghuazhou in his life, let alone seen the emperor, and when he walked into this Daming Palace at this moment, he was surrounded by famous officials, and he didn't feel nervous.

Or maybe he was so nervous that he didn't even kneel down when he saw the emperor.

But no one cared, more than two hundred people stared at him, staring intently, with a dry mouth, as if they were looking at a peerless beauty without clothes.

"A great victory on the front line, 50,000 in battle!"

He shouted this sentence mechanically again, his voice a little hoarse, but his heart was still excited.

"Good!"

Liu Ye got up and said a good word loudly, and then the ministers bowed down, shouting congratulations for His Majesty and Congratulations for Liyang, leaving only the messenger who was still in chaos standing on the empty land, a little at a loss.

Today, a banquet was held in the palace, Chang'an canceled the curfew, the city was not closed at night, and countless people cheered and boiled.

Late at night.

In the Imperial Study.

"Haha, I really didn't see the wrong person. Liu Ye held the document of good news in his hand, although he drank a little wine, but the light in his eyes was still impressive: "Wang Li led the army to break the enemy, and the courage of the sword immortal was free, and he broke into the enemy camp alone, picked the head of the enemy general, Tianji, you say, if my Liyang generals are all such warriors, what is it to dominate the world." ”

The old man of Tianji coughed lightly, a year has passed, he has become more old, even if the earth dragon in the imperial study is booming, he is still holding a stove in his hand, and the collapsed upper eyelids almost cover his eyes.

But what is very strange is that he is not like ordinary old people, the more he lives, the more dim he becomes, and his mind still hides infinite wisdom and countless secrets.

"General Wang Li is naturally incomparable to ordinary people, but this Xiaoyao Hou is also a little courageous. ”

His evaluation is pertinent, according to his age, he will be respected countless times wherever he goes, even the emperor has nothing to do with him, he will die anyway.

Liu Ye didn't care either, and said softly: "The old gentleman seems to have something to say." ”

"Well, there are some words, but I want to say them, but Your Majesty may not want to hear them. ”

"Huh. Liu Ye laughed, his hand pressed on the dragon-shaped inkstone, the covered rice paper was dyed black, and the ink continued to soak along the lines on the surface of the paper.

Quietly looking at the ink, squinting slightly, and said with a smile: "Don't want to hear it? There are too many things I don't want to do, but in the end, I haven't done it all." ”

There was a hint of helplessness in his tone, what did Liu Ye refer to, the old man of Tianji, bowed his head slightly, expressed his respect for the young king in front of him, and said softly: "According to legend, there is a special iron-making method, smelting pig iron seven times, adding some materials that are not known for the time being, and then melting and casting a hundred times, you can practice a metal called Black Thorn, even if it is a swordsman in the Xuanche realm, it is difficult to cut it. ”

Hearing this, Liu Ye frowned slightly, but the rather old eunuch behind him scoffed.

He is Liu Ye's personal guard, with the strength of the Xuanche upper realm, since he entered the Xuanche realm, in his eyes, all the ordinary swords and soldiers in the world have become a burden, even if it is the famous set of crazy tiger armor on Wang Li's body, he also thinks that he can't stop his palm power, let alone those barbarians.

"No matter how strong the armor is, it can't stop the real Xuanche realm master. ”

Liu Ye also made this judgment.

The old man of Tianji nodded in agreement, but said with a smile: "Your Majesty, this armor may be useless to the real top masters, but it is the charge of the soldiers that determines the victory or defeat on the battlefield." ”

Liu Ye gasped, his expression suddenly tightened, and he said in a cold voice: "You mean, the barbarians have mastered this technique. ”

"Maybe they have already mastered it, a year ago they lacked refined iron, but in the battle of Daliang City, everything is no longer a problem, and now a year has passed, I am afraid that the complete Black Thorn Cavalry has been formed. ”

Liu Ye snorted coldly, extremely annoyed, and then brushed his sleeves away, leaving the big eunuch who was also quite annoyed, glanced at the old man Tianji coldly, and hurriedly followed Liu Ye's footsteps and left.

The cold wind poured in through the door, and the old man shivered, but he still only had a smile on his face.

Laboriously stood up, walked to the window, pushed it open, and in a few moments, the warm heat in the room ran away.

"It's snowing. ”

There are white elves slowly falling from the sky.