"The dead are gone, and the living should be like this. Let's mourn and change!"

Pan Hao was relieved for a few words, only to know that the noble lady was named Liu Li, and her husband's surname was Liu. The rich lady next to her was dressed as Su Qingshi. Pan Hao looked at the grand and noble nine-zhang blue and purple luck above Su Qingshi's head, and thought thoughtfully.

Before the death of the emperor in this life, there were three daughters and one son, the first two daughters had married into the princely family, and the youngest of the three daughters was called Princess Changqing, whose full name was Song Qingshi. Her mother is Su Guifei, although she only gave birth to Princess Evergreen, she is extremely favored.

Pan Hao had a thousand thoughts in his heart, but he didn't reveal it, pretending not to know.

Suddenly, Pan Hao remembered the black sword in the blood pool in the mountain temple.

"You wait for me!" Pan Hao left a sentence, and his feet flashed and appeared in the mountain temple.

The two-zhang large blood pool met Pan Hao's eyes, the long sword above the blood pool was buzzing and vibrating, and the black sword was faintly glowing with blood-colored light, greedily absorbing the essence of the blood pool below. The bloody breath of the two-zhang large pool of blood rose to the sky, and if you distinguish it carefully, you can distinguish it, and there is a sweet and fragrant breath hidden in the bloody gas. Extremely weird.

Pan Hao's divine eyes saw through the layers of blood stains and saw dozens of corpses of young girls lying under the blood pool. The corpse was pale and withered, and there was still a trace of blood flowing from the corpse, filling the pool of blood. Apparently the blood in the pool of blood came from their bodies.

A red light formed a red rope, the rope was like a swimming snake, and the brush tied the hilt of the long sword, and Pan Hao pulled it out hard. Bang, the black long sword sounded with a crisp sound.

Whining......

The long sword glowed with a cold, icy sheen, and there was a strong bloody aura in the black light. Qiang, a black sword qi was stimulated and slashed towards Pan Hao.

"Poof!"

A sacred, noble aura of red and yellow divine power wrapped Pan Hao, and at the same time, an illusory official seal appeared faintly on the protective cover of divine power, and the sword qi hit, the divine power made a dull sound, and the sword qi seemed to enter the swamp and was silent......

The black long sword was trembling, the blood in the blood pool was rippling, and the black sword trembled more and more.

Qiang Qiang ......

The black sword was unsheathed, and the cold aura and blood on his body kept circulating. Wow, rushed towards Pan Hao.

"This is a magic weapon with a spirit!" Pan Hao sighed. "But without the master's control, it can't turn the sky upside down!" The golden light wheel slowly rose beside him, and dangdang, the spark sputtered. Fight with the black sword.

"Boom!" Pan Hao waved his hand, and a gorgeous, delicate and small official seal appeared in the void, and with a bang, it was suppressed on the body of the black sword.

......The black sword was struck hard and suddenly let out a wailing sound.

Boom! The abundant and magnificent divine power on the official seal turned into a long river and rushed into the body of the black sword.

"Boom!"

The spirituality inside the black sword seemed to feel a huge danger and was struggling frantically, but the official seal inherited the heaven and earth power of Rong County and the black sword did not have the blessing of the master, how could it resist the invasion of divine power.

"Groaning ......"

"Ziz ......"

The red and yellow divine power washed away the bloody resentment on the black sword, and with the naked eye, a little divine red light on the tip of the sword could be seen slowly diffusing out, and in the blink of an eye, the entire black sword with dark light was rendered crimson.

Like a pot of water droplets, there was a billowing bloody resentment that turned into scarlet smoke rising on the black sword, and was blown away by the breeze in the blink of an eye.

"Groan!"

The appearance of the black sword has changed drastically, and the whole long sword has changed from the original black to a crystal white snow. There was a faint divine light and sword qi wandering on it. The long sword cleared again, but at this time, it was faintly revealing fluctuations of joy and dependence.

"Ha Luha! This time it was quite rewarding!"

Pan Hao said happily in his heart. The bloody resentment in this magic sword has been washed away by himself, leaving only a cold yin qi and sword qi, this yin qi is consistent with the true qi on Xiwen's body, you might as well use it for her.

"Whew!"

The crystal long sword slowly shrank, and was slippery by Pan Hao into his sleeve.

"Bang!" A red lotus bloomed in Pan Hao's hand, Pan Hao's eyes condensed slightly, and the red lotus formed by the divine flame fell on the blood pool, sneering, the flames jumped, and the blood in the blood pool was burned in an instant. At the same time, the corpses below were also burned. A moment later, Pan Hao stepped out, stomped lightly under his feet, and the mountain temple behind him collapsed and turned into a ruin.

"Sir?" Aunt Li asked in a respectful voice as she looked at Pan Hao, who came down from the back mountain.

"It's been resolved, if it's late today, will you spend the night in the cottage or will you leave for Qingyu County?" Pan Hao calmed down and asked Aunt Li.

"Well, how about the gentleman!" Liu Li pondered for a moment.

"Ha Luha, if you are not afraid, you can spend the night here tonight! Leave early tomorrow morning!" Pan Hao understood that this woman had left the problem to herself, obviously afraid that Pan Hao would leave them alone.

"It's all up to Mr.!" Liu Li smiled, as if a hundred flowers were blooming, and an indescribable charm appeared.

Brought a group of women to the cottage, the corpses of the thieves had already been burned by the fire, and in a small square, the carriage that was stolen by the thieves stopped there.

Found a few clean rooms, rummaged through the carriage to find clothes, more than forty women hurried in to change the torn clothes, the bonfire was lit, the bodies of several wild boars were put on it, sneering, the oil kept dripping, and the golden roast meat exuded a rich aroma, attracting a group of women, squeaking and discussing. The sad atmosphere was also diluted a lot.

Pan Hao looked up at the girls who had already changed their clothes, and realized that he seemed to have fallen into a pile of women, a mature young woman, a young loli, everything. And they all look beautiful, as if a hundred flowers are competing for beauty.

As the sun sets, even the afterglow of the darkest day is gone, and the sky is dark and shrouded in the entire Dulong Mountain, only the bonfire in front of you is still burning violently, with the fragrance of food, and the warm light.

......

The military system of the Great Song Kingdom was calculated by multiples of two and five. The most basic unit is a team, that is, there is a team commander for every five people, and two soldiers are a team leader, and every ten people have a team leader.

Five tithes are a team, with a team rate for every fifty people, two teams are a tun, and every 100 people have a tun chief, and two tuns are a qu, and every 200 people have a military marquis.

Two songs into one, one for every four hundred people. Usually every five divisions are a battalion, that is, an independent combat unit, usually commanded by a general or a lieutenant. Of course, all of the above is theoretical, and there are many increases or decreases in wartime. For example, the military marquis can lead up to 500 troops, and Sima can lead up to 1,000 people.

Song Yu (later the doppelganger used the title of Song Yu) recruited 400 rebels at this time, got the post of temporary army Sima, and stationed in a small town under the jurisdiction of Yangcheng.

"Master Sima, I've found out!"

In a small house, a tall, resolute-looking man in a green shirt hurriedly walked in from the gate, and when he arrived in the hall in the courtyard, he saw Song Yu sitting upright on it, and immediately reported respectfully.

"Hmm, come quickly!" Song Yu raised his eyes and said with a little excitement.

"Lord Sima, you are right, twenty miles away from here, there is indeed a group of bandits with hundreds of people, they are also shrewd, every time they go out to rob and kill people, they are fifty miles away, and the government and the army have not found the thieves' den. The villain and the brothers had been there for two days, and had confirmed that the den of thieves was indeed on the top of the Floating Cloud Ridge. And the path up the mountain has been clearly understood. ”

He Shan immediately excitedly told the news, but he was a little puzzled in his heart as to why Song Yu would know that the Dao thief would hide here.

"Lord Sima, without further ado, I'll go up in the dark tonight and take the gang of bandits!" A sturdy man on the side also bowed his hand, this person was Zhang Han.

"Okay! Now you go down and inform, get ready tonight, this is our first battle, and we will win no matter what!" Song Yu Huoran stood up, and an awe-inspiring cold aura emanated from his body. The righteous army has been formed for a while, and with the simple martial arts scriptures compiled by Song Yu, he has a certain foundation in martial arts, and he is a strong man who has a certain foundation when he joins the righteous army.

As for being able to detect the bandits, it is naturally the work of the deity, and the deity can easily feel the changes in the entire county, and these bandits who take advantage of the chaos to rob can naturally be easily found.

"Yes!"

The two responded in unison, and immediately turned around and strode out, disappearing into Song Yu's field of vision.