Chapter 125: A bunch of generals slaughtering barbarians
The dirt was quickly pushed away. The crazy old man rubbed his chest, which was still aching, pushed open the coffin lid that had been broken by a punch, pushed the dirt out, brushed his hair, frowned, and let out a hiss.
"I just said that I need to take a nap, and it won't hurt when I wake up. How come everyone is gone when I wake up?" The old man took away the yellow paper that blew into his face, took a bite in his mouth, and chewed slowly.
Relieve hunger in the belly.
"At least you should keep the cow so you can take a bite when you're hungry."
Looking at the vast mountains and rolling forest fields, the old man sat blankly under the old pine tree.
'At this time, the fat Taoist priest should call for dinner...'
'Apprentice should also come over and ask me to wake up.'
'But where have they gone?'
'Did I eat too much and ran away?'
In the confused and chaotic thoughts, a gray rabbit ran over with its feet, chewing the green grass. When it saw the human being looking down, it kicked its hind legs and jumped forward with a swish.
"rabbit?"
The crazy old man's eyes widened and he looked at the hare running away. Then he reacted, wiped the saliva from the corner of his mouth, got up and chased after it.
"Good Tutu, don't run away, wait for me for a while and discuss something with you!"
The thought of missing his apprentice was immediately thrown away, and the ragged figure chased the hare with claws and teeth and disappeared into the forest.
The mountains are winding and winding, stretching for thousands of miles in both vertical and horizontal directions.
Across the Taotao River, between the towering mountains, the sea of clouds floated away, and the flying birds landed on the fingers of the pines. They looked down at the winding stone steps below with their chirping, and two figures came up quickly with support.
A long staircase suddenly appeared among the old trees in the green forest. The mountain gate that ordinary people could not see appeared at this time. Two Canglan boys came out quickly to greet them. When they saw the sword head of the North Courtyard with a blue face and purple lips, their expressions suddenly changed.
As soon as there was a change, one person went to help him, and the other quickly ran back to the door to deliver the news.
Soon, a bell rang at the mountain gate, one slow and three fast.
Dong~dong dong dong~~
The sword masters of the East and West courtyards heard the bell and hurried to the sword-holding tower. They were led by the disciples of the sword-holding tower to the second floor of the attic. Ruyue in the west courtyard and Yang Moxin in the east courtyard saw the master giving Duan Jiqing
When the poison was removed, blue-black smoke kept escaping from the fingertips.
Wang Xuanyi pointed at the position of his back vest room and poured in mana. Duan Jiqing gritted his teeth and screamed, and bursts of green and black smoke floated out from his seven orifices.
The beautiful woman over there quickly threw out the sachet from her waist, the mouth of the sachet opened on its own, and she sucked in the scattered black and blue.
"It's such a strong and evil aura, what's going on with Senior Brother Duan?"
At this time, Wang Xuanyi had nothing to hide. He looked at his weak junior brother, regained his strength, and then got off the wooden couch, "I sent him down the mountain... Actually, I wanted to abolish Chen Yuan's cultivation.
You are not allowed to step into the door of cultivation. This way, the sword control skills can be guaranteed not to be leaked. If there are others who know about it, it will be more confirmed that he is the one who spread the news. It would not be an exaggeration to kill him."
These words shocked the two sword leaders over there.
The beautiful woman named Ruyue frowned and looked at Duan Jiqing on the couch, "My apprentice Jingshu made a mistake first, why does my senior brother do this? Just go over and give me instructions."
Dongyuan Jianshou also nodded.
"Junior sister Ruyue is right."
"I'm thinking about the mountain sect!" Wang Xuanyi frowned and looked at the junior brothers and sisters in front of him with a majestic look: "Sword control is my mountain sect's classics. If you didn't teach such a good apprentice in the west courtyard, how could it be leaked! I didn't disclose it to others.
When she entered the Demon-Suppressing Cave, she was already thinking about it on the surface of Ruyue!"
He stopped talking.
"There is nothing to say at this point. Junior Brother failed to destroy Chen Yuan's cultivation. He only beat his master to death... If he wants to take revenge, let him come. A mere Foundation Establishment Middle Realm, Canglan
A few random people at the mountain gate can beat him back."
Yang in the east courtyard looked at his heart, and the west courtyard became silent one after another like the moon.
Beating the master to death was a fatal enmity. Logically, they sympathized with Chen Yuan, but as members of the Canglan Sword Sect, they could only stand by the head brother.
After the two left, Wang Xuanyi sat down on the stool with a tired look. Over the past few days, Canglan Sword Sect has not been in such chaos for many years. First, a small gap was formed, and then the North Campus disciple Qin Shouyan was killed, and then
In Sword Control Gaiden, he even beat his master to death.
'That Zhu Jingshu should not have been admitted to the mountain gate back then...'
If it weren't for Ru Yue's sake, Wang Xuanyi would have wanted to lock Zhu Jingshu into the Demon Suppressing Cave and let her destroy herself.
'Now it depends on what Chen Yuan wants to do. It would be better if he fails to assess the situation. I want to accidentally kill his master and will not pursue the leak. If he comes, then I will take advantage of the situation and get rid of him.'
Wang Xuanyi looked at the flickering lights, his eyes becoming a little paranoid.
The huge mountain gate became quiet, and a depressing atmosphere quietly circulated.
In the small courtyard at the corner of the square attic, there are mostly forbidden disciples, guarded by more than a dozen foundation-building period disciples. In the light of the swaying lanterns, a young girl with two pigtails swaying walked through the corridor carrying a basket, and
Before he came over, he bowed to the two senior brothers guarding the courtyard gate.
She came here specifically to deliver food. She had been here several times and everyone was familiar with it, so they let her in by herself.
"Sister."
There was only one person in the entire small courtyard. The young girl came outside the restricted room, opened the bamboo basket, and handed the food inside to the specially left gap under the door leaf.
Hearing footsteps approaching from inside, the young lady said quickly: "This is made by the kitchen specially for you... The young lady can't talk to you much, but today the young lady overheard several senior brothers in the sword-holding building saying,
Chief Duan is back and was seriously injured. If he hadn't cast a spell to save him, he might not have survived until dawn."
"What else have you heard?" A cold voice came from inside.
"Of course there is." The young lady squatted in a small group at the door of the room, looked around, and whispered: "I heard from the senior brothers that the head of the hospital Duan beat Chen Yuan's master to death... Now he is holding a
The senior brothers in Jianlou have all started to become cautious, wary of each other's retaliation. If we don't say anything anymore, it's been too long, so I left first and will come back to see my senior sister tomorrow."
This chapter is not over yet, please click on the next page to continue reading! The response was a faint 'hmm' from the door.
The small figure jumped away with a basket on her arm. Inside the closed door, a thin woman leaned against the door. Her beautiful face became much thinner, and she pursed her red lips and looked blankly at the steaming food on the ground.
Thinking of those days in the small courtyard, the laughing Chen Yuan, the playful old man, and the fat Taoist who could cook all kinds of delicious food, she suddenly buried her head between her knees and cried repressedly.
"sorry……"
"sorry……"
She said it loudly, but she didn't regret it.
…
Outside the closed window lattice, there is a night sky filled with stars. Far away to the northwest, the sky here is still at dusk, and people are busy rebuilding their homes on the prosperous official roads. Looking at the roads, there are galloping horses everywhere.
, or soldiers on foot, walking together with weapons in hand.
In Gansha, in the land of Guazhou, soldiers and generals who had been rescued and participated in the recovery of the lost land were rushing to Yujian Pass in groups at the moment. There were also some later soldiers who heard the stories of their companions and followed them with doubts.
Before the pass, soldiers and horses gathered from all over, as many as 70,000 people. With such a large number, food and fodder was the biggest problem.
"Gansha, Guazhou has just experienced war and it is impossible to get enough food."
It was the first time for Li Anfu and the guards at Yujian Pass to see Lord Wu An appearing as a god-man. They were both excited and a little scared. After all, they had fought with the god-man before. If they told anyone about it in the future, there would probably be no one.
It's too mysterious to believe it.
"Will a beggar's head fall off if he is chopped off with a knife?"
Suddenly words came from the side, and Li Anfu noticed that there was a young general next to him, wearing a scarlet helmet and crotch armor, with a four-sided Han sword on his waist. His face was handsome, and there was an indescribable heroic spirit between his brows.
.
I saw him urging his horse to come over.
"If you can be beheaded, what's there to be afraid of? I only need two thousand light cavalry and three days of dry food. If you beat yourselves, I'll beat mine!"
After saying that, the young general asked Lord Wu An over there for instructions, and when he nodded in agreement, he laughed on horseback, whipped his horse and ran to pick people.
The strong man who had been silent all this time, with a curly beard and thick eyebrows, also came over carrying a two-edged spear, his voice like muffled thunder.
"Give Ran five thousand and two days of dry food."
Another man, slightly fatter in stature, with a half-foot-long beard and a majestic face, said rather politely: "Ti is going with Mr. Wu An."
"Wu Anjun...although you are a god...but..."
"Don't worry, they are very familiar with fighting barbarians." Bai Qi smiled gently, showing no trace of the ferocity that had buried tens of thousands of people before, "How many soldiers and horses does Poshana have now, and where are they located? Military camps, strongholds,
Could you please mark each one on the picture for me?"
"Yes Yes Yes……"
Li Anfu looked at the other party's gentle eyes and felt a chill down his back. He quickly asked his subordinates to come over and help mark the terrain.
Soon after, the horn sounded at the city gate, and groups of soldiers and horses flew out and came to the sand dunes outside the pass. There was an ox cart parked there, and an incense table was placed outside. Several pillars of real incense were rising, and green smoke was rising.
Chen Yuan pressed several imperial talismans written in blood under several wooden carvings, spread his sleeves, and held his hands towards them one by one.
"The magic power can last for five days. After five days, we must keep more prisoners. See you outside the city of Nucang, the beggar!"
The young general touched his horse's mane, glanced back at the Jin side riders who were following him, took a deep breath, and burst into laughter. He did not answer Chen Yuan's words, and only said: "Go away!" The horse flew away.
He ran, with two thousand cavalry running behind him.
"Ran Mou went too!"
A tall man on a yellow gelding horse, who spoke very few words, held a long soldier and hugged Chen Yuan, and led five thousand horsemen to march in a certain direction.
In the carriage, Guan Zhang and others stood at the door of the carriage curtain, watching with envy as they led the troops away one by one, and then they all turned their heads and looked at Chen Yuan.
"Don't favor one over the other!"
"I want the same!"
"Kill Hu, as familiar as a certain family!"
When Chen Yuan saw them arguing, he just pursed his lips and smiled. The death of his master somehow prevented him from telling jokes, so he simply said: "There will be a chance."
At the pass gate tower in the distance, Li Anfu felt a little uneasy as he looked at the mighty troops marching out.
Whisper quietly.
"How familiar can Sha Hu... be?"
In his field of vision, the bullock cart on the sand dunes in the distance had gone to the desert at some point and disappeared from his eyes in the blink of an eye.
－－－－－－Digression－－－－－
The fourth update was delivered, and the spring breeze did not break its promise.
What the crazy old man said about taking a nap may actually mean taking a nap.