At the sound of the horn, the horsemen dispersed on both sides, filing into the disaster site from various passages, and some even circled behind them, until they formed an encirclement. More than a dozen horsemen galloped towards them, all of them were strong and well-dressed.
It is made of light leather made of sheepskin and cowhide. The face is painted with red war paint. There are three slanting lines on the left and right cheeks, finger width and an inch and a half long. On the forehead is a circle that seems to represent the sun.
The person in the lead looked particularly majestic and strong, and one could tell from his demeanor that he was the leader. His eyes were full of murderous intent. As he got closer, his eyes were fixed on the three of them, both the man and the horse.
When they were about twenty paces away from where the three men were standing, the leading knight raised his left hand, and they all reined in their horses and stood still, in unison, immediately forming a pressing momentum.
In the tragic atmosphere of the disaster, a sense of tension and solemnity arose.
The leader's eyes flashed and he yelled: "Who are you?"
The rhythm and intonation of his words were like some kind of difficult dialect. Although it was in Chinese, Long Ying and Wan Renyu had to guess and guess what he meant.
Of course, Feng Guoting didn't have any problem with them. He quickly raised his right hand and made several gestures in succession. Finally, he put his palm on his forehead and said in Chinese: "I am a guest of the Ying people of Cangshan. I am the elder Bo Dengmi of the He people of the Bai tribe in Xicuan."
Dangdang, those who massacre Erxi are our enemies."
The majestic warrior's face softened a little, and he looked up at the condor flying in the sky and said: "The Cangshan Eagle People have never had guests from the Han people. Is that your giant goshawk?"
Feng Guiting licked his lips and whistled, the condor flew down, and its wings fell on Feng Guiting's shoulders, blowing up a large amount of ashes. The power was frightening, and he looked at the opponent with sharp eagle eyes.
The majestic warrior and his subordinates behind him all looked surprised.
Feng Guoting said proudly: "Whether I am a guest of the Ying people, Tangulav can bear witness to me. Whether you are friends or enemies of the villagers, please tell me in one sentence."
Long Ying and Wan Renyu didn't dare to interrupt, because among them, only Feng Guoting was familiar with each other's customs and habits, so Feng Guoting had to deal with it alone.
The majestic warrior said: "I am Ze Gang, the son of Shi Langzhao. How can I be a friend of the Mengxun and Yuexi people? We once made an agreement with you Han people that noble warriors are not allowed to step into the Erhai District. Now you are
violate a ban."
Feng Guoting said coldly: "How can we be different from ordinary soldiers? Any agreement has no effect on us and has no binding force. Since we have common enemies, we are friends. Ze Gang, you must not make any mistakes."
Surprisingly, Ze Gang, who issued the Langzhao, did not get angry because of Feng Guoting's words. He nodded and said, "You are indeed a fearless warrior who is not afraid of death. What did you do when you came to Erhai this time?"
The two of them, Long Ying, understood that Feng Guoting's hardness mixed with softness and softness mixed with hardness was aimed at the opponent's style of advocating bravery. Being polite and courteous would be considered a sign of weakness and cowardice.
At this time, the sky gradually brightened, and the sun appeared behind the three people. The Erhai Lake on the right was sparkling with waves, and the beautiful peaks of Cangshan Mountain in the distance on the left were covered with clouds, which particularly highlighted the cruelty and unacceptability of the disaster scene.
Feng Guoting seemed to have completely put aside his worries about the life and death of Mei Yue, who might have returned to the world, and said calmly: "The three of us have our own missions." Pointing at Wan Renyu, he said: "His name is Wan.
Erhai is here to collect a bad debt from someone."
Ze Gang looked at Wan Renyu with a frown and said, "Who are you going to ask for payment from?"
Wan Renyu had begun to grasp his "edict" and said calmly: "This man's name is Cuan Ban. I heard he is quite famous in Nanzhong."
Ze Gang and all his subordinates all opened their eyes wide with unconcealable surprise, as if they were looking at a madman who didn't know what he was talking about.
Long Ying had concentrated all his energy on Feng Guoting's search for his love from another life, and almost forgot about this man. Fortunately, Wan Renyu was still so clear-headed.
That night he went to Shigu Town to visit Cheng Zhan. As expected, with the help of Lai Junchen, Chi Shanglou revealed the situation of human trafficking in Erdian District. This aspect was handled by the Dian Gang, and the leader of the Dian Gang
It's Cuan Ban. He is a white barbarian in Xicuan. He comes from the most prominent family with the surname Cuan. He is regarded as a nobleman in the white barbarians. He has strong martial arts skills. He has Wan'erlang under his command. He is based in Kunming next to the Dian Lake.
The forces directly explored the Erhai area. Because of their strong strength and generosity, they gave sheep and horses, and generally had a good relationship with the Erhai Liuzhao.
Kunming is originally the name of a clan. This clan was originally nomadic in western Yunnan, and later moved to Dianchi Lake, so it was named after the clan. During the Warring States Period, Chu general Zhuang Qi led his army to establish the Dianchi Lake area with military power.
In the northeastern part of the Dianchi Basin between the plateaus, cities and counties were built, the Dian Kingdom was established (author's note: Shi Jian's humble work "Xun Qin Ji"), and it was integrated with the local indigenous people. Therefore, the culture and farming technology of Kunming City are ranked first in the Erdian District.
First, Sinicization was the deepest. Until the founding of the Tang Dynasty, the Dianchi District with Kunming as the center had always been the place where the Kunming people and the Xicuan tribes lived, collectively called the Baiman.
Cuan Ban can be said to be the most influential person in Kunming in Dianchi Lake. What he says is the highest order in the area. No one dares to disobey him. The four masters under him are all well-known and powerful figures in Erdian District.
After the Dajiang Lian colluded, they became collusive and engaged in human trafficking business. Their financial resources continued to increase. They also conducted large-scale business with the Han people in the lower reaches of the Jinsha River, purchasing supplies that were lacking in the Erdian District, and became the most prosperous person in the Erdian District. Now Wan Ren
If Yu wants to stroke his tiger beard, he is really overestimating his ability.
"Qiang!"
The moon emerges from its sheath in the well.
Before Ze Gang could react, Wan Renyu got between the bullets and lifted Jing Zhongyue up and then slashed him down, striking seven times in a row. It should have been so fast that it was difficult to see clearly with the naked eye, but each strike was so clear and distinct, as if
Slow down and not bring up the yellow light, Dragon Eagle and Feng Guoting were so familiar with him that they were dazzled, let alone others.
An expert will know if there is one as soon as he takes action.
When Wan Renyu returned the scabbard, the disdain in the eyes of Ze Gang and others had been replaced by surprise and respect. Of course, whether he can successfully collect his so-called bad debt from Cuan Ban is only a matter of talent. But at least Wan Renyu
Have this qualification.
Ze Gang said with emotion: "I'm not wrong. I knew you were terrible masters from a distance, otherwise I would have issued an attack order."
He turned to Long Ying and said, "Why did this friend come to our Erhai Lake?"
He is willing to call Long Ying his friend, which shows that his views on the three of them have changed drastically, and he no longer cares about them violating the ban.
Long Ying thought in his heart that the only mission he could tell had been revealed to Wan Renyu. Finding the reincarnated Mei Yue belonged to Feng Guoting and not to him. Revenge for the tragic death of Erxi was the common goal of everyone.
When he didn't know what to say, Feng Guoting said in a calm and almost cold tone: "My brother's name is Long, and he is the greatest and most terrifying shaman in China since ancient times. He came to Erhai this time to fight with himself.
Zongmi Zhizhi, the most powerful person in Erdian District, will fight to the death to see who has the stronger magic power."
Ze Gang and others looked even more unbelievable than when he looked at Wan Renyu just now, and stared at Long Ying.
Long Ying and Wan Renyu understood.
At this moment, Feng Guoting felt more sorrow than death. There were piles of corpses in front of him, and there were still countless corpses lying in the plains. He no longer had any hope of finding the reincarnated Mei Yue, and he would not avenge this.
The hatred could not be filled, so they wanted to kill the Mengxu and Yuexi tribes. As the culprit, Zong Mizhi, the common ghost master of the two tribes, must pay for his life. But with the strength of the three of them, no matter how conceited they are
, and are unfamiliar with the road of life, to challenge the two tribes is undoubtedly to kill oneself with an egg against a stone. Therefore, it is necessary to unite the enemies of the two tribes, such as the Shi Lang warriors in front of us, to have the possibility of success.
In this barbaric area, where bewitching magic is prevalent in the mountains and rivers, the most respected and feared people are the magicians. Anyone from other tribes will face Zongmi Zhi who predicted that the Tubo army would return in vain but succeeded.
, have become a little shorter, and feel powerless to raise their fighting spirit. Only by lifting up Dragon Eagle and transforming him into the most powerful wizard in Middle-earth, with enough strength to compete with or even surpass Zong Mi Zhi, can he inspire others.
The morale and fighting spirit of the oppressed tribes.
Being forced into the sedan by Feng Guoting, Long Ying had to scream. If he cooperated with Feng Guoting, his eyes could not help but strengthen the magic light. No one could miss the change. In the end, the magic light shone brightly and his eyes became two.
A point light source intimidates the heaven and earth, no less than the sun rising above the horizon behind.
Just looking at his appearance is more convincing than him shouting that he is the greatest wizard in Middle-earth.
Long Ying did not raise his voice, but every word and every sentence could spread far and wide, echoing in every corner of the disaster site. It was low but sonorous, and it already contained some mysterious and shocking charm. He said calmly:
"I am the witch designated by God to warn evil and punish traitors. My name is Dragon. I am invincible on the battlefield and can predict my enemies like gods. No one can kill me. On the surface, it seems that you are just 1,200 warriors now. In fact,
You still have a force of 2,000 men out of sight, ambushed in the woods to the west. As long as you pretend to be defeated and retreat, and you are stupid enough to pursue your enemies, you will be ambushed."
Ze Gang and others once again showed expressions of disbelief, but this time it was not doubt but surprise, and they were unable to speak for a moment.
Feng Guoting and Wan Renyu admired in their hearts, this kid pretended to be human and ghost, and his witchcraft skills that were impossible to express were fully displayed by him using his own strengths to avoid important things and take advantage of them.
Long Ying suddenly restrained his magic light and returned to his original form. He was still unfinished, but this time he only told the people Ze Gang was waiting nearby. He said slowly: "Nothing about the battlefield can be hidden from me, Ze Gang."
Just now you saw that there were no remains of young women at the disaster site, and you knew that the coalition forces of Mengxu and Yuexi had kidnapped a large number of Bai women, so the march would be slow, so you decided to take the enemy with you after a short rest and wait for the horses to regain their breath.
Chase after you, not only to take revenge on the brutal enemy, but also to rescue the kidnapped woman. But let me tell you, if you do this, you will fall into the enemy's scheme and step into the trap set by the enemy. There will be a mountain of corpses in the center of the village.
This is the enemy's method to arouse indignation in your hearts."
Ze Gang was still staring at him blankly, his breathing seemed to have stopped, obviously he was telling Long Ying about Zhongzhong's plan.
Another person behind Ze Gang said: "Are you really a witch who cannot be killed?"
Long Ying imitated Wan Renyu and drew his black sword in front of him a few times. Ze Gang and others looked at it in confusion, unable to see what was so remarkable about his sword skills. Only Wan Renyu and Feng Guo
Ting was dumbfounded, because not only did he lift the weight as if it were light, but he also made the black sword float as if it were nothing, making people feel that the black sword had no weight at all.
Sure enough, after a few moves, Long Ying casually threw the black knife towards the speaker, and said casually: "Be careful! The knife is very heavy!"
The man reached out and grabbed the handle of the knife nonchalantly, and then his expression changed drastically. The blade almost fell to the horse's head, and he quickly held it in both hands with a look of horror on his face.
His mount sank obviously, and it couldn't bear the sudden weight and started to neigh.
The man sent the Wu Dao to Ze Gang. Ze Gang held the handle of the knife preparedly, took it to his eyes, looked at it carefully, his eyes showed an astonished look, and said: "This knife weighs at least a hundred kilograms, and it can be connected like this."
I have only seen three swords with forged hilts, but they are nowhere near as heavy and sharp as this sword. The strongest shield may not be able to block the power of this sword's blow."
Due to the rich natural mineral deposits in Erdian District and the needs of war, casting technology was introduced to this area with migration as early as the Spring and Autumn Period and the Warring States Period, so the weapons produced in Erdian District are very famous.
Ze Gang raised his hand suddenly, and the black sword flew toward Longying. Until the black sword arrived in front of Xue'er's head, Longying still had no intention of reaching out to take the sword. Seeing that everyone on the other side was anxious, Ze Gang was standing there.
I regret that I shouldn’t have tested Long Ying’s depth with this retaliatory tactic.
Seeing that the black knife was about to cross Xue'er's horse's head, Xue'er suddenly lowered her head and the black knife passed over it with a slight difference.
"Qiang!"
Longying took off the back sheath at a speed that was so fast that it was difficult to discern with the naked eye, and with a wave of his hand, he put the still spinning black sword into the scabbard as if it were natural, without actually touching the black sword, like a god.
The gourd put it away like a monster and put it back on his back, giving a strange feeling as if the black sword had never left its sheath.
Ze Gang and others were in a daze, completely shocked.
Feng Guoting said: "Whether we are friends or enemies can be decided with just one word."
As if he had woken up, Ze Gang looked at Feng Guoting, then at the condor on his shoulder, and sighed: "Three of them are the enemies I, Shi Lang, least want to encounter on the battlefield."
Then he said in a deep voice: "As long as the three of you are willing to make an oath in the name of the gods, starting from today, we will be brothers and friends until death."
Feng Guoting and Ze Gang urged their horses to approach at the same time, and the former winked at Wan Renyu and Long Ying, asking them to follow suit.
The four people clasped their eight hands together and swore an oath at the same time.
Whether in Tubo or Nanzhao, oaths have overriding binding force, and no one dares to break their oaths.
After trying their best, the three of them, Long Ying, finally won Shi Langren's friendship.
The four of them galloped up to the high hill, looking into the distance.
Ze Gang explained: "Twelve days ago, Wei Ziqi, the leader of the Erxi tribe, sent people to Sheli Prefecture to ask for help. He said that Zong Mi Zhi had issued a war order to them. If he could not sacrifice a hundred virgins under the age of sixteen, he would
For the purpose of offering sacrifices to gods and ghosts, the Erxi Jiji would be razed. Before arriving in Shari Prefecture, the Erxi envoy asked for help from the Qiu Sui Zhao of Qibei Prefecture in the north of the Erhai Lake, but his chief Qiu Luo Dian refused. Hum.
!He is a fearful person who has no foresight."
When the three heard about one hundred virgins under the age of sixteen, their six eyes lit up at the same time.
Feng Guoting said: "Isn't the patriarch Bo Dengmi?"
Ze Gang said: "Bo Dengmi passed away three years ago, and Wei Ziqi was his designated successor. What humiliates the Bai people of Erxi the most is that the hundred girls Zongmi Zhi designated as a sacrifice must include the most beautiful virgin in Erhai Lake.
, Wei Ziqi’s daughter Ji Qian, who has just turned sixteen, alas! Now she may have been kidnapped by the enemy. "
He sighed again: "We came at full speed, but because the people in Zhensui refused to use the road, we were forced to walk a hundred miles farther, and in the end we arrived a step late."
Feng Guoting's eyes were shining and he said: "In which direction are Mengxunzhao and Yuejizhao?"
Zegang said: "The Mengxun imperial edict was in Yanggua Prefecture in the south, and the Yuexi imperial edict was in the southeast of our Shari Prefecture and east of the Erhai Lake. The two tribes are separated by more than five hundred miles, and the one in the middle is the Erxi Ji. Therefore,
In order to unite the forces of the two tribes into one, Zong Mi Zhi made Erxi the first place to bear the brunt."
Wan Renyu asked: "Besides Erxi Ji, are there any other city jis?"
Ze Gang said: "Besides Erxi Ji, there is Fengcheng located at the southern end of Erhai Lake. During your Han Dynasty, it was the throat of the Bonan Ancient Road. It was built by Long Live Shi of the Sui Dynasty of your country. It was just an earthen city, but the terrain was dangerous.
, with mountains as walls and water as trenches, high on the inside and low on the outside, it is extremely difficult to attack from above. Now Zong Mi Zhi destroys Erxi Ji first, precisely to cut off the support around Fengcheng, and to defeat the Bai people who fled Erxi.
Drive it to Fengcheng and increase its load, making it harder for Tong Muzi in Fengcheng to survive."
Long Ying asked: "Who is Tong Mubai?"
Ze Gang said: "Tong Mubai is the supreme leader of the Erhai Bai tribe, and a thorn in Zong Mizhi's side. Alas! I am very confused now. What should I do?"
Long Ying said matter-of-factly: "Of course he's the one holding the enemy's tail in his mouth and killing his grandmother."
Ze Gang lost his voice and said: "Didn't you say, Divine Witch, that it was a trap to lure us into the trap?"
Long Ying smiled and said: "Knowing that the opponent's trap is a trap, not only does it not become a trap, but it in turn becomes a trap against the enemy. Do you understand?"