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Chapter five hundred and eighty fifth wind and cloud is a city

Da da da!

The sound of eager horse hoofbeats came from a distance, and in a blink of an eye, a rider galloping across the street passed through the crowd of people trying to avoid him!

During this period, there was inevitably a lot of excitement.

However, no matter how well-dressed a person is, facing this fast horse, he can only choose to swallow his anger.

"Which cavalry is this?"

On the side of the road, in a two-story restaurant, there was a middle-aged man, wearing a red, blue and silver robe, sitting at the window, holding a teacup, looking at the scene of horses racing through the market outside, asked a question, and then blew

I got some tea and took a sip.

Opposite this man, a man wearing a large robe smiled and said: "Master Sai is joking, except for the Dingyang Khan, whose troops can we have here in this city?"

At this moment, the entire second floor has been cleared. Outside the two people sitting opposite each other, there is a man named Kong Wuli. There are about twenty people, divided into two distinct camps. One side is clearly divided.

He is the escort of the two families.

"Dingyang Khan?" The middle-aged man smiled, "Even he is a Turk. The riders who appear here are naturally likely to be Turks."

As soon as these words were spoken, several guards behind the man in broad robes suddenly drew their swords from their waists.

Suddenly, the room was filled with a murderous atmosphere.

However, middle-aged men

"Mr. Bei, is this how you treat guests?"

"Master Sai, you misunderstood. I, the slaves, want to remind you that walls have ears, so you need to be careful with your words." Mr. Bei, a man in a wide robe, shook his head and said seriously: "In the Dingyang Khanate, in this Dingxiang County,

You can scold Liu Wuzhou, you can kill Han'er, but you can't scold the Turks."

The middle-aged man Sai Ye was stunned. As far as he knew, Liu Wuzhou was none other than Dingyang Khan.

"This is quite new. It seems that Dingyang Khan is a very filial khan. It's just that Dingxiang City is the land of the Han family, so you classified it as the Dingyang Khanate? And...

"As he spoke, he suddenly smiled and said: "As far as I know, in the past half month, the Turks around Dingxiang have been basically cleared out. Even in two days, the Dingyang Khan

I have to come here in person..."

Having said this, Master Sai narrowed his eyes: "Mr. Bei, do you know the reason?"

Mr. Bei smiled and said: "Master Sai, you came to the north and said you were doing business for Aofu. Why are you suddenly concerned about military and state affairs? Could it be that Xiang Zhuang is dancing with his sword and intending to do Pei Gong when you come here? That's right.

Is it because of the earthquake outside the city half a month ago?"

"Since Mr. Bei asked, then..." Mr. Sai was about to speak when his ears suddenly twitched slightly.

But I saw a servant in green clothes walking quickly up to the second floor, and then rushed to Mr. Bei's side, whispering in his ear.

The smile on Mr. Bei's face suddenly disappeared and he waved his hand.

"You step back first."

After the servant left, Mr. Bei looked at the person opposite and whispered: "That fast horse just now came from the depths of the grassland to deliver news."

Sai Ye asked curiously: "What news?"

"The Turkic Great Khan has assembled 50,000 cavalry and is about to go south!"

"What!"

On the gorgeous carriage, Dingyang Khan Liu Wuzhou, who had a long beard and a strong physique, looked at the letter in his hand, his expression changed continuously, and the hand holding the letter trembled slightly.

"Why did the Great Khan suddenly want to go south? He also wanted a certain family to lead his troops and horses to accompany him? Then Pei Ji relied on his large number of soldiers and sufficient food and grass to advance step by step. Song Jingang lost consecutive battles. If he still wants to lead these troops and horses with him now

If the Turks join together, I am afraid that the foundation of Hedong, which was finally obtained with great difficulty, will fall apart in an instant!"

But at this moment, there was a sound outside the car

"Congratulations to the Great Khan, congratulations to the Great Khan!"

When Liu Wu heard this on Monday, he frowned and scolded: "Zhang Lun, what nonsense are you talking about!" Immediately, he asked the driver to stop, opened the curtain, and what came into view was a face full of flattering smiles.

face.

This man's name was Zhang Lun. He was originally a captain of the Yanmen School of the Sui Army. However, he killed a general and presented himself to the city to lead the way for Liu Wuzhou. Because he had some skills and acceptable martial arts skills, and Liu Wuzhou did not have many available men, he was entrusted with the army.

Horses, guarding the north of the East River.

This time, Liu Wuzhou went north to Dingxiang, and Zhang Lun immediately came to protect him.

The military message just now was sent by his people, so he knew about it and came here to congratulate him.

But Liu Wuzhou didn't give him face, and scolded him: "Thank you for being a man who knows military skills. Don't you know the current difficulties? How happy is that?"

"It is precisely because of the difficulty of the situation that we can use the power of the Turks to do it." Zhang Lun lowered his voice, "Great Khan, the Turkic Great Khan suddenly raised an army, and he would not have missed the target. Those are 50,000 cavalry! People eat horses and chew them.

How can we support the situation in the grassland? The sword must have pointed it! Nowadays, almost everyone in the Central Plains and the northern frontier has worshiped the Turkic Khan. Which other force needs so many people?"

Liu Wuzhou understood immediately: "You mean... Tang?"

Zhang Lun immediately cupped his hands and said: "The Great Khan is wise!"

Liu Wuzhou stroked his beard and thought deeply, then nodded and said: "There is much to be done. After all, the troops of a certain family are led by Song Jingang and are fighting fiercely with the Tang army. If we don't wipe out Pei Ji's way, we can't help the Khan. This matter needs to be dealt with."

Report, and then go back quickly to make preparations, just..."

As he spoke, he suddenly hesitated again.

Zhang Lun observed the words and expressions, and immediately approached him and said, "Is the Great Khan worried about the person who is in Dingxiang City at this time?"

"Yes." Liu Wuzhou nodded, "A certain family went north this time precisely because they heard that the former Chen Junhou appeared in Dingxiang City." There was a sense of yearning in his words, "That is

A true land god! Today, Taihua has received the honor of all generations, all because of this person! He has disappeared for decades. Now that he has appeared in Dingxiang City, a certain family will pay him a visit no matter what! Maybe,

We can also use this to get help from Mount Taihua! To check and balance...those people."

Zhang Lun said: "But as far as my subordinates know, although the man came out of the mountain again, he did not go north, but went south."

Seeing the surprise on Liu Wuzhou's face, he whispered: "You know, Great Khan, that I still have contact with my former colleagues. Those people are now stranded in Guanzhong, gathered in Jiangdu, or crossed the Yangtze River south to avoid disaster. They are scattered everywhere.

But they exchanged many letters with each other, so they were well-informed."

"You said Master Fuyao is in Jiangnan?" Liu Wuzhou frowned, "What's the proof?"

Zhang Lun said: "It is difficult to prove the gods, immortals and monsters, not to mention that since ancient times, there has been no shortage of impostors and deceitful people. As the king of Donghe, the Great Khan has the hope of millions of people, so he rashly went to visit

There is something wrong with the ghosts and gods, why don't you let me go over and find out?"

Liu Wuzhou hesitated for a moment, nodded, and said: "Forget it, let a certain family go to Yanmen first and wait and see in the middle to understand the situation. You take a gift from a certain family and visit Dingxiang. After you identify the authenticity, you will immediately let people know.

Come report, by the way..." He suddenly added, "There are two Cui family members who are following the Dingxiang man. No matter what, please invite these two people to a certain family!"

"Here!"

"Compared with the famous cities in the world, this Dingxiang City is not well-known, but it has been brought together by chance recently, and it has a rich historical flavor."

In Dingxiang City, Chen Cuo was sitting on a pavilion, looking at a ball of flame in front of him and sighing in a low voice.

Suddenly, there was a knock on the door.

"Come in."

When Xiang Ran pushed the door open and walked in, Chen Cuo waved his sleeves and swept up a ball of flame on the table and floated it behind him.

"You came just in time," he said: "This is a magic weapon I refined based on the remains of that foreign god. It is just right for you to defend yourself. This thing has no name. You can give it a name, which will deepen the connection.

"

Xiang Ran was startled and caught it with both hands. Then he noticed the terrifying power contained in it and was about to refuse.

Chen Cuo said again: "Don't refuse. I, as my uncle, can make up for the meeting gift. This thing contains mysteries and will be beneficial to your practice." Then the conversation changed, "Why are you here this time?"

Only then did Xiang Ran remember the business and said, "That Turk Ye Hu is still causing trouble. This time he has been on a hunger strike for seven days. He is really going to starve to death. When do you plan to deal with him?"

As she spoke, she lowered her voice: "In the past few days, there have been many spies wandering around, including many monks. Judging from their clothes, most of them came from the grassland, and left behind the barbarian Ye Hu.

, I’m afraid there will be hidden dangers, although Uncle Master is not afraid, but it will be somewhat of a trouble.”

"Not only the prairie monks, there are also many monks from the eight sects who come here to test it, right?" Chen Cuo stood up and said with a smile: "There is no need to pick the time. Since I have clearly separated the foreign god, I can be considered a proficient expert.

Now, it's his turn."


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