Outside the northwest pass of Suzaku, there have always been heroes, rich in heroes, many born strong and strong, light wealth and righteousness, often spend a lot of money, fight up for friends to kill, abandon family business, would rather leave their hometown, upside down, no regrets.

The nine towns of the border pass are Ma Wei, Longshang, Wulin, Houfen, Xiashui, Huanghua, Hongyi, Xiaozi and Tiebei.

Tens of thousands of border troops in Xiliang are stationed on this border defense line, and the origin of the names of many border towns is extremely dramatic.

Ma Wei as the first town of the border pass, the city is tall, no less than the county town where many soldiers must fight for the pass, hundreds of years of battlefield accumulation, the four city walls do not know how much blood has been soaked, but it is very strange, the military town outside the Saiwai that has survived for hundreds of years, even if the war is so bad, no matter how many dead people there are, or even it has been abandoned, and there are no soldiers stationed, but in the eyes of the qi practitioners, it has always been a strong yang atmosphere, compared to the ghosts of the ancient battlefield ruins, the world is gloomy, and the two are diametrically opposed.

Chen Qingniu and Xie Shiji in front of this Ma Weijun Town, is particularly yang, so that Chen Qingniu, who has never been able to enter the door of Wangqi, feels strange, more than ten miles away from the city, he got out of the carriage, sat behind Xie Shiji, and looked at it from a distance, the whole city was like a big red halo, like a fire burning.

Chen Qingniu was both shocked and surprised, and suddenly said: "Seeing it with my own eyes, I can understand why the military master likes to guard the border passes, it turns out that it is not only to fight and sharpen the physique for cultivation, when there is no war, staying in this kind of military town is a kind of cultivation in itself, and the yin qi, resentment and cause and effect contaminated on the battlefield will also be burned clean by the arrogance contained in the military town." ”

The carriage drove to the city gate, and after approaching the military town, the carriage on the post road was crowded, because according to the military law of a much-criticized border town in Xiliang, the post road near the pass of the town, regardless of the carriage pedestrian, must give way to the center of the post road, so as not to hinder the gallop of the post horse, once the law is not obeyed and is collided, the post horse with the responsibility of espionage transmission will not only not be held accountable, but the person who is injured and killed will also be held accountable, which will affect the family.

The plaque at the main gate of Ma Weijun Town is the word "Crouching Tiger", which is domineering, and it is simply aggressive.

Chen Qingniu didn't expect the city gate to be so congested, the carriage was still a hundred steps away from the city gate, so it stood still, which was even more exaggerated than Liangzhou City, but the side out of the city was unimpeded, and the contrast was stark. Chen Qingniu waited patiently, sat cross-legged, and stroked a jade plate on his waist, jade is a first-class mutton fat jade, but it is still an ordinary object, which is not conducive to cultivation, but the jade plate has the words "Changle Weiyang", Chen Qingniu looked at the festivity, and selected it from the two large boxes sent by Princess Cui to the small courtyard, and hung it on his waist.

In addition to a sword and a sword, all he has on his body now is a bag of gold particles. Today, yellow and white things, even if they are piled up into a mountain, Chen Qingniu is rarely useful, the reason why he symbolically makes such a bag, Chen Qingniu has a kind of "hand surplus food, not panicked" 's stubborn cognition, he took nine thousand nine hundred and ninety-nine steps back and said, as long as I, Chen Qingniu, don't die, then even if one day, I am not a high-ranking Qing'e Mountain guest, or even a cultivator, so that there is no treasure left, so that there is still such a bag of gold particles left, if you save some flowers, you and Xie Shiji, a stupid big man, will not be hungry and cold for a while, isn't this a very happy thing?

Out of the corner of his eye, Chen Qingniu caught a glimpse of a carriage in front of him, and he didn't know whether he wanted to turn around and leave or cut into the city, so he leaned out of the team alone. The horse is a fat horse, with good explosiveness, but weak physical strength, and has always been ridiculed as an embroidered pillow by the powerful people with deep background. The most distinctive feature of this carriage is that there is a golden bell called "Jinluan" hanging above the yoke, counting down, there are as many as six, when the carriage is moving, the bell is pleasant to the ear, and has a unique charm.

Chen Qingniu learned from Zhu Zhenying that this is called Liuluan Gate, in the early days of the founding of the Suzaku Dynasty, Taizu rewarded meritorious heroes, and the prince's house was qualified to hang six to seven Jinluan bells, less than the emperor's nine luans and the emperor's eight luans.

The common people like to call the main hall of the palace as the Jinluan Palace, which is that the eaves of the hall are hung with Jinluan bells, and its voice was first rated by the Confucian saint as "the world's heavenly sound, this sound is the sixth." ”

At this moment, a series of horses' hooves sounded from the direction of the city gate, and in an instant, it was as dense as a thunderstorm, and it was obvious that the cavalry was rushing extremely fast.

And the carriage happened to be half-dead in the middle of the road, in an embarrassing situation.

After the horse team went out of the city, the iron armor was Zhengzheng, as if wearing a golden armor under the sun, nearly 100 light horsemen were wearing swords and bows, and the saddle side was hung with a quiver, which was the first to ride, and it was a horse lance hung on the side, which was shorter than the horse lance, probably the rider would cherish this weapon too much, and the edge of the horse lance was tightly wrapped in a long embroidered bag.

There are only two things in the secular court, and the materials used are almost comparable to the weapons of the immortal family, one is the crossbow of the gods specially used by the court to deal with monks, and the other is the horse lance that is known as the favorite of the generals.

The cavalry had no intention of stopping the horse at all, and the horseman, who was in a majestic posture, quickly grabbed the horse lance, held his breath, and rushed forward.

Judging by the situation, this Ma Wei general simply had to carry the cross-road carriage with a horse lance.

This is by no means some kind of grasshopper shaking a tree, not to mention a lance to overturn the carriage, even together with the groom and the passengers in the carriage, it is not impossible.

The people who hold the lance on the battlefield are all enemies of a thousand people.

The horse lance is extremely difficult to make, and it is extremely difficult to practice, the threshold is high, it is difficult to get started, and if you want to be perfect, it is indispensable for talent and toughness.

Seeing the majestic posture of the cavalry general lifting the horse and riding the horse, Chen Qingniu couldn't help but think of one of the fierce generals mentioned by Zhu Zhenying: Wang Xuetao, Huanghualang of the frontier, every time he fights, he is heavily armored and sitting, invincible, and thousands of people are easy!

Wang Xuetao because of the perennial Huanghua military town, and the appearance of the heroic, he has the nickname of Huang Hualang, because his brother Wang Songtao is an official in Beijing, Huang Hualang's reputation is far away in the capital of Zhuque.

This person should be Wang Xuetao, most likely came to Ma Wei Town to discuss military aircraft matters with General Wuwei Gao Dajiao, after all, Niangziguan has opened a new Pingbei General's Mansion, the side of the couch is snoring like thunder, the two sides are only six hundred miles apart, look up and don't look down, there will definitely be various conflicts and frictions in the future, the Xiliang Border Army led by Ma Wei Army should indeed set the charter early.

If nothing else, the ill-lucked carriage will suffer.

In the uproar at the city gate, a strong man with the appearance of a ranger shouted angrily, stomped on the ground with one foot, and the sound was several feet underground, and his body rose from the ground, but the saber did not draw the knife, but only hammered Wang Xuetao with both fists.

I saw a bright light drawn from the horse lance in Wang Xuetao's hand and smashed it on the ranger's fists.

Wang Xuetao was even sluggish with the horse, the horse's speed decreased sharply, and he was hit by the man's two fists, and the war horse rushed forward and shifted a few points to the upper right.

Wang Xuetao was slightly surprised, and stopped the horse.

The embroidered bag used to hide the front was divided into two and slowly fell to the ground.

Wang Xuetao was only slightly blocked, but the saber ranger was not lightly injured, and was beaten back to the side of the post road by the horse lance, and his back hit a roadside carriage that shook more than once, and after stabilizing his body, his throat moved, and he was about to vomit blood, and he was swallowed back by this person.

What is touching is that this knight with a rather ancient style is not angry about his injury, but clenches his fist at Wang Xuetao, who is sitting on horseback, and says with righteousness: "Why is the general so careless?!"

Wang Xuetao, who wore iron armor and carried the horse lance, gently turned the horse's head, faced the ranger, hesitated, and the commander of the Huanghua Army, who was known for his taciturnity, said concisely: "Ci is not in charge of the army. ”

The chivalrous man frowned and said, "Doesn't the general know that 'for the five virtues of the general' also has a benevolent character?"

Wang Xuetao tugged at the corners of his mouth, seemed to be smiling, and said: "In wartime, there is no reason to ride to make way for the people's carriages to march in a hurry. What's more, it must be known that the generals are benevolent, only to the soldiers under their command, and the three armies share the disaster of hunger and labor. As for loving the people like sons, leave it to the county guard of the shepherd's side to do it. ”

The chivalrous man was stunned, and seemed to be a little moved, but he was still enthusiastic in his bones, and lowered his voice slightly, "Now that the border war is scattered, there is no bloody battle, what if the general lets it once in a while?"

Wang Xuetao wanted to speak and stopped, laughed it off, but finally didn't explain anything.

There are some truths, which are difficult to explain clearly when the chicken and the duck talk about it.

However, Wang Xuetao has a little appreciation for this reckless man in his heart, and he has always valued righteousness and martial arts over life and death, and he is the best soldier.

The groom driving was a middle-aged man, who jumped out of the carriage in a panic and knelt on the ground, not daring to beg for mercy.

Most of the people at the border know the severity of blocking the military horses.

It is equivalent to stretching out his neck to try the speed of the border army's war knife.

This groom had indeed been unlucky before, and was annoyed by the repeated urging of the woman in the carriage who was anxious to enter the city and return home, and he was lucky, so he did not think that there would be cavalry galloping in and out of such a congested city gate.

I never thought about the world, and I was most afraid of the word in case!

Then a child's cry came from the carriage, the curtain was pulled up, and a woman in loose clothes was also plump and tight, soft and weak, timidly raised her head, she held a three or four-year-old child in her arms, a bewitching but dignified mature woman, pear blossom with rain trembling and said: "The general spares his life!"

The ranger's eyes were resolute, and he clenched his fists and said in a deep voice: "General, I am willing to bear the sin of blocking the carriage with all my might, whether it is dark or wandering, and I will never shirk it!"

Wang Xuetao smiled and was about to speak.

A servant behind him shouted angrily: "Be careful!"

Wang Xuetao's heart was shocked, and he knew that something was wrong, as a soldier and martial artist, he did not hesitate to damage the vitality of the Taoist, and exploded the sea of qi in his body in an instant, just like putting on another layer of iron armor for his body, at the same time, his wrist shook slightly, and the tip of the horse lance pointed straight forward, like a spear on the battlefield to resist a horse.

Flutter.

The lance seems to run through the same thing.

This lance moved forward, both successfully and unsuccessfully.

Wang Xuetao was once known as "the peerless man of Ang Ma Lance, Lei Leiwei's husband" by a writer who was good at writing side poems, so Wang Xuetao actually had a very good reputation in Shilin in the capital, and his eldest brother Wang Songtao was a cool official who moved the capital, and dared to kill the emperor's relatives and meritorious princes in the capital, so Wang Xuetao, who is now the chief general of a town, has not yet been confused, and he is already a four-grade official, and the future is great, which can be imagined.

But such a border general, but he was assassinated at the gate of Ma Wei City at any cost.

The kneeling Assassin ejected and slammed into Wang Xuetao, who had already lifted his horse lance and pointed it directly at the Assassin's abdomen, so to speak, blocking the Assassin's closest approach, and as long as the Assassin paused and turned for this, Wang Xuetao could stab him to death without even having to escort him from behind.

But no one expected that the assassin would be so resolute and ruthless, and he would not change his trajectory at all, allowing the horse lance to pierce through the abdomen, drawing a large string of intestines in the air, and still slaughtering straight forward.

Someone behind Wang Xuetao hurriedly shouted: "Shanshui Fu!"

Wang Xuetao appeared in front of and behind the two yellow paper talismans, one in front and one behind, the font is simple, respectively, "mountain" and "water" two fish and bird seals, the pattern is worthy of the name of the green mountains and green water, the green mountain talisman is painted with a majestic mountain, the green water rune is painted with a green snake winding, faintly twisting.

When the talisman is formed, the green water talisman rotates dexterously around the green mountain talisman.

If you say that the talisman of the Daomen, generally speaking, the number of talismans, the more the merrier, the reason is very simple, the more talismans, the more spiritual vitality needs to be provided by the talismans, and once several talismans are assembled into a array, the power is naturally greater.

It's just that the assassin sneak attack, the choice of location is too unbelievable, and the speed of the attack is also unexpected, and the battle-hardened border army rune is really too late to drive other complicated runes.

Fortunately, the charm was finally completed.

If the assassin wants to kill, he must first cross the green water that flows by the mountain, and first break the simplest landscape talisman.

The simplicity of the rune paper does not mean that the rune is necessarily vulnerable.

Legend has it that there was once a female Fu Gong Grandmaster, who waved her sleeves and threw out an ordinary yellow paper to cut off the top of a mountain in Niuzhou, Xiqi.

The Assassin's entire arm with the Hidden Blade was powdered by the talisman.

In fact, at the same time as the rune made a move, there was a horseman in the cavalry who was not amazing, and silently recited: "Wind and thunder in the North Pole, clouds and rain are in the north, cut off the head, disease!"

Then the jet-black scabbard hanging from his waist actually flew out of a short sword about a foot long on its own, and disappeared in a flash.

Sword Repair!

The assassin smiled hideously and opened his mouth suddenly.

In the mouth and under the tongue, there is also an extremely small natal flying sword.

It's also a sword cultivator!

At the last moment, life and death are the first line.

Eventually, the Assassin's corpse exploded in its mouth, splattered with a cloud of blood, and fell onto the post road.

The ruler-long flying sword quickly returned to the scabbard of the sword cultivator in the army, and the sword body was delicate and clear, not stained with half a drop of blood.

The rune warrior did not take this lightly, and another talisman array was set up next to the main general Wang Xuetao, this time there were eight shining talismans hovering over it.

The woman casually pushed the child away, threw a wink of unknown meaning at the stunned saber ranger, and then twisted her waist, and her body spun like a flower and a butterfly, and floated back rapidly, bringing a fresh breeze, and a string of golden bells rang incessantly.

The child's body that was pushed into the air by her exploded in the air, and there was no flesh and blood splashing, only iron and wood fragments, scattered in all directions, it was like a swarm of bees, and the debris the size of a fingernail, the power of the splash was already similar to an arrow within a hundred paces of distance.

Puppetry!

Then engrave many powerful talismans similar to the Shenxiao Thunder Method.

It is not suitable for forcibly killing martial arts masters, but it is the best way to interfere with the line of sight and win the Assassin a chance to retreat.

Xie Shiji didn't know when he was already standing next to the car, blocking in front of Chen Qingniu, those powder and crumbs could not enter, and they were all blocked by her, crackling, and the rapid sound was like rain beating on plantains.

There were heart-rending wails in front of and behind their carriages.

They are all ordinary people who have been affected by the pond fish.

Chen Qingniu's face was gloomy.

It's still sword cultivation.

In an instant, I met three sword cultivators!

I can't help but Chen Qingniu is not in a heavy mood.

And that beautiful woman is the most powerful kendo monk.

Chen Qingniu sighed, looked at the seemingly unharmed border general Wang Xuetao, probably everyone present, only he could find out at the moment that an undetectable red line appeared on Wang Xuetao's neck, slowly oozing blood and condensing into a drop.

Wang Xuetao is dead.