"Hehe, this grass valley is in good shape today!"

In the screams of several women, several soldiers of the Song Dynasty put several Liao women across the horses, regardless of the women's struggles and wails, laughing and laughing constantly, and ran to the guard in front.

Behind them, there were a few young and strong Liao people lying on the ground, blood flowing everywhere.

Yang Yi had just entered the Tianlong World, and what he saw was such a scene in front of him.

After all, he had been in the Condor World for a while, and when he saw the vision in front of him, and then heard the words of a few sergeants, he pondered for a while, and he already knew what was going on.

This is the so-called grass valley.

On the Song-Liao border, the soldiers often harassed the border residents, looted people and goods, and took them for themselves, which was called Dacao Valley.

This incident of fighting the grass valley originally originated from the Liao people, but as time went by, even now the soldiers of the Song Dynasty have begun to follow the example and fight the grass valley to the ordinary people of the Liao country.

Seeing this tragic situation, Yang Yi was furious.

He is the right person to do things, not people, even in the Qing Dynasty, killing people only kills those who should be killed, rather than killing all the Manchurians.

Now that the soldiers of the Liao State have invaded the Song Realm, they should naturally be killed, but these Song soldiers killed the ordinary people of the Liao State in vain, but they also deserve to die.

Although he didn't know where he was, he knew that the place he was where he was now must be the junction of Song and Liao.

Seeing these soldiers behaving like this, Yang Yi couldn't spare them.

In such a situation, regardless of race, if you do this, you should be killed.

If the two armies faced each other, even if thousands of people died, Yang Yi might not be able to move this murderous intention, but these soldiers could not bear to kill ordinary people.

At this time, those soldiers who were fighting in the grass valley had already walked in front of Yang Yi, and an officer led by him looked at Yang Yi a few times, and suddenly saw the yellow horse under Yang Yi's crotch, he saw that this yellow horse was like gold, and the divine horse was very, and there was no stray hair on his body, so he couldn't help but be greedy, and suddenly shouted: "Boy, who are you? But you are dressed like this, you must be a spy of Liao Dog, but you can't keep you!"

waved the big knife in his hand, and loudly ordered the soldiers around him, "Block this spy, don't let him run away!" After seeing his subordinates surrounding Yang Yi, he was worried that Huang Ma would be injured, so he hurriedly added, "If the person is killed, the horse will stay!"

As soon as he finished giving the order, suddenly a figure flashed in front of him, and the man in white who was riding a yellow horse a few feet away just now actually arrived in front of him in an instant, he was taken aback, opened his mouth to shout, and his chest was cold, and then his body rose into the air and exploded into a cloud of blood mist.

After Yang Yi picked and killed the officers led by him, he was even more merciless to the rest of the soldiers, flying like horses, wielding halberds like lightning, killing several people in an instant, and the rest of the soldiers saw him so fierce, shouted in panic, threw the Liao woman in his hand to the ground, desperately hit the horse, and fled in all directions.

But even if they run fast, how can they compare to the speed of the yellow horse under Yang Yi's crotch?

Since the yellow horse has received the benefits of the female dragon on the Huanglong River, its physical strength has increased sharply, and under the full strength of the run, the speed is extremely fast, even the ordinary strong bow and arrow may not be able to compare with the speed of its running. At this time, under the urging of Yang Yi, he rushed left and right, and lightning advanced, and in a moment he had already caught up with the sergeants who were beating horses and galloping, and then he was killed by Yang Yi's halberd.

When I had to kill the last soldier, I had already arrived in front of a checkpoint gate, and when I looked up, the three big characters of "Yanmen Pass" came into view.

"It turned out that I arrived here at Yanmen Pass!"

Yang Yi's bronze hall is good everywhere, but it is not very good, every time he enters a world, he always can't control the location of his foothold, and even the time point is difficult to grasp. It's like he arrived at the Yanmen Pass at this time, the location is known, but the time is still a little uncertain.

At this time, the soldiers guarding the gate had already seen Yang Yi killing people outside the gate, and although he was alone, he killed dozens of soldiers in the breath, and they were frightened, and several soldiers guarding the gate screamed to fall down the jack gate, and a group of soldiers above the city gate, bent bows and arrows to shoot at Yang Yi.

Yang Yi ignored these arrows, patted him behind the yellow horse, and said with a smile: "Run faster!"

The yellow horse was psychic, and when he heard the words, he really quickened his pace, like a yellow lightning bolt, and instantly arrived under the gate of Yanmen Pass, at this time the city gate was not closed tightly, and Yang Yi was holding a halberd to rush hard, and in the loud noise, the entire city gate was shaking, and the defenders behind the door were all shocked by this strong force and flew out, falling their heads and bleeding, and they couldn't climb up for a while.

After Yang Yi pushed the halberd in his hand again, the door slowly opened.

Too lazy to entangle with these soldiers, Yang Yi let out a long roar and rode into the pass, and went away like a gust of wind.

Only the noise of the guards behind him was left.

This is the Northern Song Dynasty, the whole country is not peaceful, but it is not so miserable, compared to the Southern Song Dynasty.

The Yamen Pass is in Shanxi, but the Manggu Zhu Clam known by Yang Yi is near Wuliang Mountain near Dali, Yunnan, as for the location of the ice silkworm

As for where the ice silkworm was, he couldn't remember it a little.

Since I can't remember clearly, let's go to Dali first.

In this Shanxi, there is still a very long distance from Dali, and he is afraid that he will miss the time to catch the reckless Zhu Clam, so he urges the horse to hurry up.

When people in the world comment on good horses, they all say that they are good horses for thousands of miles, traveling thousands of miles a day, and seeing the sun at both ends, but the yellow horse that Yang Yi is riding now is no longer something that can be described by a thousand miles of horses, but it is only one day in the south of the Yangtze River.

When people arrive in the south of the Yangtze River, it is not very far from Dali, Yang Yi is no longer in a hurry to walk, at this time it is dusk, dense clouds and rain, so he found a restaurant to prepare for dinner and accommodation.

The prosperous place in the south of the Yangtze River since ancient times is very different from the scenery in Shanxi.

Yang Yi went from Shanxi to Jiangnan in one day, the scenery seen along the way changed rapidly, and the red walls and green tiles slowly turned into white walls and black tiles, from the ancient loess road, into small bridges and flowing water, from rough and fine to fine, from the Gobi to the south of the Yanyu Jiangnan, just in one day, he saw the different customs and people in the north and south.

The restaurant he was looking for was not very big, the two-story wooden structure with the eaves of the small building, the wine flag was oblique in the wind, and the three big characters of "Nanfeng Building" were written, and the plaque of the building was old and cracked.

Yang Yi kept the yellow horse outside the restaurant and did not tie it, but the horse did not leave, and went straight to find a place at the door of the restaurant and stood quietly.

The shopkeeper who came out of the restaurant was surprised when he saw this, and said to Yang Yi: "This son, your horse is really spirited, but it's better to tie it up, if you run away, it will be a little difficult to find."

Yang Yi smiled: "It's okay, you can't run it! Even if you run, you will never be allowed to pay!"

When the shopkeeper saw him like this, he didn't persuade him, and when he turned around and entered the store, he couldn't help but turn his head and look at Huang Ma again, and praised: "Good Shenjun!"

At this time, there were not many drinkers in the restaurant, scattered on several wine tables on the first floor, Yang Yi found a table, and said to the shopkeeper who came with him: "Ten catties of wine, pick up a few dishes, but hurry up!

The shopkeeper smiled and said, "Childe, wait a minute, we must not let you wait too long!"

He hesitated for a moment and asked Yang Yi, "Childe, are you sure you want ten catties of wine, not one catty of wine?"

Yang Yi smiled: "What nonsense, first come ten catties of wine to moisten your throat, if it is not enough, then it will be added!"

The shopkeeper stuck out his tongue and muttered in a low voice: "Ten catties of wine to moisten your throat? I'm afraid that if you get a pound of wine in your stomach, you will fall to the ground and not wake up!" But how could he be afraid that the drinkers would drink a lot of alcohol when he opened a restaurant, he smiled at the moment: "The wine will be moved for you, and the son will wait a while." ”

When Yang Yi asked for wine, a middle-aged man next to him turned his head, and his two shining eyes glanced at Yang Yi like cold lightning, with a slight surprise on his face.

As soon as the middle-aged man's eyes looked at Yang Yi, Yang Yi had already noticed it, and immediately turned his head to investigate, and the two looked at each other, both of them secretly praised in their hearts.

In the eyes of the man opposite, although Yang Yi sat in front of the wine table, he was like the emperor of the dynasty, sitting firmly on the golden luan, with a solemn dragon body and phoenix eyes, and he was by no means an ordinary person in the rivers and lakes.

In Yang Yi's eyes, the man next to him was dressed in old cloth clothes, burly, with thick eyebrows and big eyes, a square face with Chinese characters, a straight nose and a square mouth, and his eyes were awe-inspiring.

Yang Yi smiled and nodded at this person to show friendship.

After a while, the shopkeeper brought a wine jar to Yang Yi's table, and after a while, several plates of dishes were served one after another.

Yang Yi patted the wine jar and smiled at the big man opposite: "Brother, how about you come and have a drink?"

(To be continued.) )