Chapter 363: Conflict

The black-armored iron cavalry guards the Quartet, eight cars drive side by side, the princes guard of honor, solemn and majestic.

The dragon flag is waving, and it is obvious that this is a royal team. The difference is that this is a team with strict military discipline and fierce momentum, and with every step of the way, the people around them spontaneously give way to a road.

The iron horse opened the way, the black armor, and the sharp blade made people tremble and be afraid. I don't know who took the lead in kneeling, and all of a sudden, the people knelt down, as if they were welcoming the Son of Heaven to patrol the country.

Li Ziqiang in the crowd was directly dumbfounded, standing in place, looking at the black-armored iron horse in the distance, and said in a daze: "Brother Dong, the emperor is here?"

Brother Dong hurriedly pulled Li Ziqiang to kneel, pressed his head, and said on the ground: "Stand and look for death! Don't worry about kneeling first, with the dragon flag, it's either the emperor or the prince."

Now the road can be opened, listen to me and we will follow this master in a while, we will definitely be able to catch up with the fifteenth morning meeting, and we will be able to sell it for some money at that time!"

Li Ziqiang's eyes widened when he heard this, and he looked at Brother Dong, and muttered, "Brother Dong, you are so witty!"

At the caravan, Liuzi looked at the people kneeling on the ground in the distance, and said with disdain: "Kneel and salute in such a big scene as Haojing, this prince is very bold!"

"The sixth son shut up, it's not your turn to take care of the transgression, and it is likely that there are innate masters on the side of the princes, don't cause unnecessary trouble for yourself. Qin Sanye glared at the sixth son, and then said loudly to the left and right:

"Get out of the way and let the prince go first!"

Hearing this, the sixth son showed a wicked smile, "Third master, you want to ......"

"Huh?"

Before the sixth son finished speaking, Qin Sanye slapped him on the door of the head and said angrily: "Don't work quickly!"

"Yes yes yes ......"

The sixth son hurriedly replied, and the hippie smiling commander of the caravan got out of the way.

At the same time, he glanced at the place where the Hidden Sword Pavilion and the Heavenly Sword Gate were fighting, and thought gloatingly in his heart, I don't know who is more stubborn between the princes of the Great Sui Dynasty and the true inheritance of these two major sects.

The caravan's carriage quickly retreated to either side, watching the convoy escorted by iron horses move forward.

Unlike the people around them, these merchants did not kneel. Having seen the world, they naturally know that there is no direct subordination in Hojing, and they only need to kneel alone, and everyone else can kneel or not.

The Iron Rider passed slowly.

For the people on the road to spontaneously give way and kneel down in pieces, the soldiers under Yang Ning's command were very surprised. They are still short in the army, unlike those veterans who are influenced by interests. At this time, there is still a little blood in my heart to protect the family and defend the country, hoe the strong and help the weak.

From the eyes of the people looking at them, the soldiers could feel a kind of reverence and expectation, and they enjoyed this gaze very much.

Therefore, they all unconsciously raised their heads, straightened their backs, and moved forward unhurriedly.

All the way forward, it is like lifting a sword to divide the water.

The black-pressed crowd automatically retreated to both sides, even the treacherous caravans of the past. Although the merchants did not kneel like ordinary people, they all bowed their heads respectfully.

This kind of courtesy is something that these young soldiers have never enjoyed at their home stadium in Jiangzhou.

In an instant, self-confidence, justice, compassion, humility and countless other positive energies burst into the hearts of the soldiers.

From the bottom of their hearts, the soldiers felt that they were the teachers of the king, the teachers of justice, and followed the prince back to Beijing for the New Year's Festival, which was the destiny of heaven and the act of the dragon. I can't wait to come out with a wave of bullies so that they can prove themselves!

Perhaps God heard the hearts of the soldiers, and soon someone jumped out.

"No way!"

A cold warning.

The black-armored iron riders, who acted as the strikers to open the way, stopped, and the opportunity to perform came, which was their first feeling.

Of course, as the division of kings, they can't fight directly. It is necessary to first stand firmly on the heel of justice, obey the heavens and the people, and convince people with reason.

"My lord Jiangzhou Anyi King, I have been ordered to enter the New Year's Festival, and the people are not going to retreat quickly!"

Reasonable, feeling the eyes of the people, the black-armored iron knight who opened his mouth felt that he must be very handsome at this time.

However, several men and women in white clothes and swords on the opposite side ignored his words and said even more arrogantly:

"What is the King of Comfort, King Anle, the Hidden Sword Pavilion is here to conquer the Heavenly Sword Gate, and all the idle people will retreat!"

The eyes of the people around him were focused on this place, and the black-armored iron knight who spoke felt humiliated, and he raised his horsewhip and said angrily: "Bastard!

Clamping the horse's belly, the spear took the lead and rushed over, wanting to give the other party some color.

It's a pity that the young man in white was already prepared, and a young man in white led by him jumped in the air, and the long sword swept the black-armored soldier and flew up from the horse.

Immediately after, a flash of white light!

Sting!

The heavily armored horse was cut in two.

"Trespassers, just like horses!"

The young man in white stood in place, gently wiping the blood on his sword, and said calmly.

It's full of force.

The black-armored soldier who fell to the ground glared angrily, and wanted to go up to fight again, but was stopped by his companions.

At the caravan, the sixth son saw that the people of the Hidden Sword Pavilion and the black-armored cavalry really clashed, and he was overjoyed, the biggest force in Zhili was not the Jianghu sect.

On the contrary, this is the core area of Confucianism and the rule of the imperial court, and it will not be good to be on the bar with the imperial court here.

"Third master, there is no need to inform His Royal Highness Ten now, what kind of comfort king will help us open the way, hehe!"

Liuzi said excitedly, he had already seen that the martial arts faction was unhappy, and he unconsciously praised King Anyi twice.

It's a pity that he only cared about being happy, and didn't see Qin Sanye's gloomy face at this time.

"Sixth son, you hurry into the city to see His Highness the Tenth, and inform His Highness of everything that happened here, especially the matter of King Anyi's return to Beijing, so that His Highness the Tenth can prepare early!"

The sixth son was stunned for a moment, and he didn't know why Qin Sanye wanted to do this, but listening to this tone, it would definitely not be to ask His Royal Highness Ten to invite King An Yi to dinner.

Yang Ning had been away from Beijing for a while, so the six sons hadn't reacted for a while, and they didn't know what grudges there were between the local princes and the Ten Highnesses.

But since it was the order of the master, he had no reason to refuse. With his head lowered, he quietly blended into the crowd, and soon he was gone.

Two horse carcasses fell in the middle of the road, and the blood stained the bluestone slabs red. The silver-armored commander in charge of the guards arrived when he heard the news, and when he saw the horse corpse on the ground, his eyes were cold.

A sword can cut a heavily armored war horse into two pieces, and it is at least an acquired hand of more than twelve serious players. And this kind of person is used to watch the scene, the person who fights in the central duel, but I am afraid that the identity of the two major factions is not simple.

The person who killed the war horse is easy to solve, and even the central duel is not a big problem. The trouble is the identity of these people, and the forces behind them.

The hand holding the sword tightened and loosened, and the Silver Armor Commander finally didn't make a move.

"Go and inform the prince!" 8)