The sixth day of May.
Taboo: be buried on the beam.
Suitable for: bathing and offering sacrifices, making nets to catch fish.
early morning.
The news that the leader of Heifeng Village was about to arrive in the capital of Song Dynasty had been confirmed three days ago through the news coming from the post station.
The triumphal ceremony was immediately being prepared in full swing.
Several gates throughout the capital have been blocked.
Colorful flags were fluttering on the top of the city, and the people in the city were moved and excited after hearing the news.
At the garrison twenty miles outside the capital, many soldiers were sweating under the scorching sun, standing upright and waiting solemnly.
The garrison was covered with a red carpet from the entrance to the VIP building of the military tent. Zhang Xian and several subordinates were waiting inside the military tent, frequently looking to the sky.
Because the leader of Heifeng Village, Jiang Dali, was the first person who was not from the army of the Song Dynasty, but had made contributions to protecting the country for the Song Dynasty and was about to receive the title of prince with a different surname.
Therefore, the Ministry of Rites proposed to change the rules of the triumphal tradition.
On the day before the triumphant return, the leader of Heifeng Village only had to temporarily stay in the military tent outside the city to wash away evil spirits, take a bath and change clothes.
Then on the next day, you can enter the capital surrounded by many generals.
At that time, even the Emperor of the Song Dynasty would personally lead hundreds of officials to greet him outside the Suzaku Gate in the inner city to show his great importance and favor.
At this moment, even Zhang Xian, as a general, could not help but feel a little excited and nervous while waiting, with sweat on his forehead.
Even if he were to meet the current emperor, he thought to himself that he might not be as nervous as he is now.
But the one we are about to meet is different.
This is the strongest green forest overlord in the history of the Song Dynasty, the first person in the world, the number one master of the Song Dynasty, the greatest hero of the Song Dynasty, and has too many names and auras...
One person even defeated Ying's plan to send troops to Song, and now countless Song people admire him.
He was also worshiped by others and was said to be a heroic warrior who fought against the Jin Dynasty.
But he knew that it was far from the great achievements and contributions this man had made.
But more importantly, this man is now the last straw that the main war faction grasps, is a new hope, and is General Yue's savior.
This is also the reason why he was arranged to welcome him here in person.
Also arranged to come here like him were generals from the peace-seeking faction.
At this time, Qin Hui's close confidant Wang Ciweng was also waiting in the military camp surrounded by several subordinates. However, these people were sitting in the camp drinking iced sour plum soup to avoid the scorching sun. From time to time, they looked at the sky outside the camp, and they were also waiting in anticipation.
appearance.
"General Zhang, here we come!"
Suddenly, a lieutenant reminded him.
Zhang Xian's heart was shocked and he immediately looked towards the sky.
Immediately, I saw a black dot as big as a fist quickly enlarged in front of my eyes, gliding towards this side.
An inexplicable deterrent spreads like an invisible aura.
Immediately, the entire military camp became quieter and more solemn. A pair of radiant eyes were locked on the black dot flying in the sky, and they moved with it as if paying attention.
The extremely rare giant magic eagle, the extremely rare giant of the green forest.
Ordinary people in the Jianghu would probably feel weak in their legs immediately after being targeted by these 30,000 troops.
However, Jiang Dali's burly body sat on the ice jade chair, calmly overlooking the many soldiers looking up below. He was calm, calm, confident and cold, like a big mountain, pressing on everyone's heads, slowly descending as the magic eagle circled.
The next moment, he stood up.
The black cloak sewn by Wang Yuyan's own hands slowly unfolded behind her back, swaying like wings in the wind, making a hunting sound.
As it got closer and closer, more and more eyes and heads were turned towards Jiang Dali, who was descending.
The devil eagle's wings stirred up the strong wind, causing dust to rise, and its two huge claws clattered to the ground.
Zhang Xian immediately greeted him with a serious look and a few subordinates.
In the camp, Wang Ciweng also hurriedly spit out the tea to rinse his mouth, and ordered his left and right people to run out of the camp quickly with gifts such as swords and jade jewels in their hands.
Jiang Dali moved his feet and jumped down from the magic eagle. Wang Yuyan and Murong Qingqing also jumped down with lotus steps, following half a step behind him.
But at this time, when they saw many high-spirited soldiers around them paying attention and paying attention, the two women, even though they had seen big scenes, couldn't help but feel nervous and their hearts beat faster.
It wasn't until they saw Jiang Dali's calm and confident appearance that the two women relaxed a little and couldn't help but feel proud inside.
Children of the world admire heroes.
I won’t say more about Xiao Jiujiu in Wang Yuyan’s heart.
Even though Murong Qingqing, who had long thought that he belonged to a family, was present at this battle in person, he felt that Jiang Dali, who was usually grumpy and somewhat sinister and ruthless, had become tall and majestic, righteous, a hero of a country, and full of charm.
Jiang Dali crossed his arms across his chest and walked onto the red carpet with tens of thousands of eyes around him. His black combat boots stepped on the ground, step by step, as steady as an old tree taking root or a giant elephant stepping on the ground.
This kind of battle is just a small scene for him, who is now a leader of more than 80,000 people.
In the past, he had fought his way in and out of hundreds of thousands of military camps in the Ying Kingdom, so of course he didn't take the small battles in front of him seriously.
Many soldiers only saw a sturdy man who was more than nine feet tall walking onto the red carpet and entering the military camp.
He has no hair on top of his head, a thick neck and thick shoulders. The muscles on his arms are knotted, as if they were made of iron bars. His black cloak flutters behind his back, and his iron-nailed wrist guards are filled with a ferocious beauty of strength. He looks like he is invincible.
The lion doesn't care about the world at all.
When tens of thousands of soldiers saw this fierce man striding forward with his chest raised, they all took a breath of air in their hearts.
I just feel that the leader of the Black Wind Village is truly worthy of his name. He is as powerful as his name, and the aura he exudes with every move he makes gives people a strong sense of oppression and dominance.
Some of the soldiers who were close to each other felt good about themselves on weekdays, feeling that they were in excellent health and brave enough to fight.
But now everyone has the illusion that they have transformed into a little white rabbit, as if there is a fear that they will be grabbed by this person at any time and taken away.
"The last general, Zhang Xian, has met the leader of Jiangzhai."
At this moment, Zhang Xian stepped forward quickly, bowed solemnly to Jiang Dali with clasped fists, saluted and solemnly said, "The last general is General Yue's former general. I have heard General Yue mention the leader of the village several times.
The general wishes he could meet the leader of the village as soon as possible, but unfortunately he is still busy with military affairs, so it will be inconvenient. I will send my regards to you, general!"
As he spoke, he looked at Jiang Dali without any trace. Under the sun, Jiang Dali's bronzed skin was like steel poured into iron. He was unbelievably strong and powerful, and his whole body seemed to be filled with an explosive sense of power. His Adam's apple twitched unconsciously.
, secretly timid.
"Hello, General Zhang."
Jiang Dali lowered his head and looked at Zhang Xian, who was a head shorter than him. He grinned and said with a white tooth, "Although General Yue and I have not met, we have been close friends for a long time. This time I returned to Song Capital because I have something to do."
General Yue, I think I will have the opportunity to meet General Yue in the future."
Zhang Xian was overjoyed when he heard this. He was so excited that he could not speak, and his face turned red from suppressing his emotions.
Jiang Dali saw at a glance that Zhang Xian was also a man of honest and upright temperament. Even though he tried his best to appear diligent, humble and courteous in front of him, he was unable to say anything suitable and kind because of his lack of tact.
Jiang Dali actually liked this kind of person very much, and it was always better than someone who talked sweetly but was always brave.
Wang Ciweng, who came quickly from the side, screamed inwardly when he heard what Jiang Dali said. He quickly walked a few steps forward and bowed politely with clasped fists.
"Wang Ciweng, a junior official, pays homage to Hero Jiang. I didn't expect you, Hero Jiang, to look so young. You are indeed a young and promising pillar of our Song Dynasty."
As Wang Ciweng spoke, he continued to pay homage deeply and said in an extremely flattering manner, "Hero Jiang, I have been admiring you for a long time.
This time, Prime Minister Qin specially ordered a junior official to come to pay homage to the general and welcome him back in triumph. The junior official was so excited that he couldn't sleep for several nights.
Now that I see you, the hero, I can’t wait to pay homage to you. The great contribution you have made is the blessing of our Song people.”
This exaggerated flattery immediately made Zhang Xian and other generals who could not speak look ugly.
Although he was disgusted with Wang Ciweng's behavior, he was also worried that the leader of Heifeng Village would really fall for this trick and turn to the peace-negotiation faction.
"Well done to you, Wang Ciweng!"
Jiang Dali chuckled softly, looked up and down at the extremely smooth Wang Ciweng, and said with a smile on his face, "Since you said you want to worship the leader of the village, then try to bow down now and let the leader of the village see what you are like.
Really so sincere.”
Wang Ciweng yelled "Ah", and the rest of his words were stuck in his throat. His eyes were as wide as walnuts in astonishment, and his mouth was like a cracked papaya. He didn't close it for a long time, and his half-bowed body was stiff, which was very funny.
"how?"
Jiang Dali's eyes narrowed slightly, "Is it possible that you, a small official who admires me, have said so many things just now? They are all lies and you are trying to flatter me to make me happy?"
At the end of the sentence, Jiang Dali snorted coldly, his voice turning cold.
Suddenly everyone felt that the air seemed to have dropped several degrees, and it was as cold as falling into an ice cave.
Wang Ciweng was even more distressed and embarrassed in his heart. He was riding a tiger and couldn't get off...
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