The black and white singers are far more powerful than 1+1=2
The two mourning sticks transformed into streaks of chaotic black light, whistling and roaring, filling the entire world!
The two people's tacit cooperation and matching martial arts were only three moves and five moves. The evenly matched situation that Song Yingzhu maintained in the first place was completely shattered.
Pieces of violent light filled his eyes, dozens of black lights shot from different angles and directions, and the sharp whistle of the wind echoed in the void. You can imagine the pressure it brought to Song Yingzhu.
A whistling sound of a blue luan came from her mouth, she waved her sword, and her body was moving quickly on the "Lingbo Weibu", and the bursts of black light flew around her one after another.
Up and down, the innate Qi sliced the air, tearing the airflow into pieces, making a loud "chichi" sound and a harsh cracking sound.
Cunning, sharp and fast, there is almost no gap between each sword. Suddenly, it seems that the strips of light have condensed into a curtain, a transparent and crystal light curtain that dances endlessly.
!
but--
Under the two mourning sticks, this light curtain is so fragile. Of course, with Song Yingzhu's current strength, he can force the black and white singers to suppress him.
Even if their strength is greatly reduced now
The sound of a series of collisions of gold and iron was like the sound of fireworks in the first month of the new year, and sparks were flying in all directions. The time was just a moment, and under the twisting of the black awns, there was a groan of "Hang", and Song Yingzhu fell back like flying.
, my feet still staggered after landing!
Black and White Wuchang wanted to go one step further. Only by killing or capturing Song Yingzhu would they be safer. However, the roar of men and horses not far away frightened the two of them, and they took the nine Nether Sect masters without looking back.
darting away in the opposite direction
"Ahem..."
The corner of his mouth was soaked with blood, and Song Yingzhu did not dare to follow him immediately. If Black and White were forced to do anything, they would kill or take down his own first without the masters of the Nether Sect.
In only half a stick of incense time, Song Yannan led a group of experts to Lu Liang. It was true that he stayed with the King of Han, but among the six hundred personal attendants, there were not without experts.
"Elder Zuo, can you still run away?"
"Two of you in front, if you can't run away, it's better to capture them without mercy——"
The shouts with almost the same meaning came from the mouths of Zhu Biao and Song Yannan. Elder Zuo, who was burdened by Nether Sect masters, was called Black and White Wuchang. How could he compare to Zhu Biao, his father and daughter from the Song family, who were traveling lightly, and the Northern Han Dynasty?
The eighty-year-old mother was jumped by the child. Elder Zuo and Hei Bai Wuchang, who ran away in two directions, were extremely angry in their hearts. Three of their own masters ambushed Zhu Biao alone, but they failed. In turn, they were chased and killed by the weak Beihan side.
, fled in despair, how could this make the three of them miserable?
"Zhu Biao, I will teach you to take care of him. I will be back in two days. If the four of them lose a hair, I, the Nether Sect, will never give up with you in the Northern Han Dynasty."
"hateful!"
Amid the suffocating sound of hatred, there was the sound of heavy objects falling to the ground.
"Elder..."
The shrill voice is full of despair and longing
"People of the Northern Han Dynasty, listen, if you dare to touch a hair of anyone in our Netherworld Sect, I, the Netherworld Sect, will repay you a hundred times..."
With lingering sounds, two black and white figures plunged into the darkness of the woods like tired birds.
"Your Majesty, Elder Lu, if things are like this, what decision should we make? Please, Your Majesty, make a decision."
For the three martial arts masters who wanted to escape, the Northern Han Dynasty did not have the strength to intercept them. Zhu Biaoti slipped thirteen Nether Sect masters back to the camp and reported everything to Ji Yun and Lu Liang
Ji Yun's heart was no longer happy. The thirteen prisoners who had excited him just now suddenly turned into hot potatoes. "Pawn, what do you think of this matter?"
Ji Yun was very agitated. He was threatened by a group of fools, but he was even more angry. Being threatened by a group of fools, he really had to be afraid of the Nether Sect, which was a powerful force in the Central Plains.
The three principals are said to be master-level experts, and their strength can easily overwhelm the Northern Han Dynasty. The threat they issued is a real threat to the Northern Han Dynasty!
"The Northern Han Dynasty cannot afford the price of turning against the Nether Sect. There is no need to worry. If you have anything to say, it doesn't matter."
"According to legend, King Mingrui's Nether Sect has more than ten master-level masters. They are extremely powerful and cannot be matched by me in the Northern Han Dynasty."
Somewhat beyond Ji Yun's expectation, Zhu Biao's attitude was very soft. He almost clearly declared his 'compromising' attitude by saying this.
Ji Yun and Lu Liang looked at each other, things will be easier to handle from now on
"Then I'll ask you to take care of these thirteen prisoners for the time being. When the Nether Sect people come again, hand them over. This matter is important, and we must deal with them properly."
At the critical moment, the interests of the Prince of Tang can only be put behind him. The Prince of Tang's palace is very powerful. There are four master-level masters on the surface, and with the support of Jianghu forces, he is not afraid of the revenge of the Nether Sect at all, but the Northern Han Dynasty cannot.
, with a thin body and narrow shoulders, he cannot withstand the blows of the Nether Sect.
Therefore, Ji Yun knew clearly that the Nether Sect had a great grudge against the Tang royal family, and had seen Zuo Ding's body. He was not prepared to interfere with Lu Liang, who was also on duty for the interests of the Northern Han royal family, and did not say a word about it.
Half a word!
However, the information about Yanmei's presence in the team was not kept secret enough.
"They actually took good care of the prisoners...what do they want to do?" Guan Yanmei Yingting's face was filled with dark clouds.
"Sir, are we..." A capable man on the side pointed in the direction of Ji Yun's royal tent.
"Don't act rashly without reporting the matter back to Peking first and asking the lord to cut us off."
If there was only the King of Han in the camp, Guan Yanmei would really dare to force the palace with a chance of success. But now there is Zhu Biao in the camp. He does not dare to look down upon this fierce tiger.
The great reputation Zhu Biao established on the battlefield made everyone think that he was a cowardly person.
Fierce, heroic, resolute and courageous, these are the impressions outsiders have of him.
The people around him stopped talking. What Guan Yanmei could think of, the people around him could also think of it.
The sun, moon and stars move, time spreads bit by bit
The Han army continued to approach Peiping every day. The Tang army guarding the surrounding areas gradually increased from 20,000 infantry and cavalry to 30,000 infantry and 10,000 cavalry, a total of 40,000 troops.
Guan Yanmei didn't seem to know about the battle between the Northern Han Dynasty and the Nether Sect. She didn't mention the capture and disposal of the matter. Ji Yun and Zhu Biao also seemed to have never captured the thirteen Nether Sect masters. What should they do?
What happened
On December 22, the team finally arrived outside Peking City.
Flags cleared the way, drums and harps sounded (the king of Tang went out of the city ten miles away to greet him that day, which gave the Northern Han Dynasty enough face)
The people looked at each other from side to side. If we were to talk about the princes from all over the country who arrived in Peiping these days, who was the most popular and the most anticipated? It must be the Northern Han Dynasty. Because in the team accompanying the King of Han, there was Zhu Biao, who was becoming more and more famous.
A famous general in hundreds of battles
The war has been going on for more than two years, and the public's eyes are sharp. How the Zhou army, represented by the Northern Xinjiang Army, performed in the land of Chen Yan is far less than what the people had expected.
The soldiers and civilians of Northern Xinjiang, who regarded Hu Di as a barbarian, once thought that as long as the army came out of the fortress, it would be easy to defeat Hu Di with boiling water and pouring snow. But the facts made them look so stupid. The performance of the Zhou army on the grassland, whether on foot or on horseback, was
Far inferior to the military exploits of any general in the Han and Zhou armies, and far inferior to Zhu Biao. Who can treat Zhu Biao as nothing in this situation? Then this person's brain is simply cramped.
A cyan BMW, bright silver armor, carrying a long gun, and a sword hanging from his waist. He has a heroic appearance and a stern look. His eyes are like sharp lightning, which makes people feel that their whole body is penetrated.
Although the people are a little disappointed that his appearance is not very English, but overall, Zhu Biao's image is definitely worthy of the people's imagination of him.
The New Year's Eve is just around the corner, and heavy snow falls in northern Xinjiang. On the third day, news of Bozhou reaches Ji Fa. The Zhou army retreats, and Dang Shikui completely stops his offensive.
Ji Fa was really relieved. This year, he was really afraid of hearing too much bad news from Bozhou!
Even if his main force is not around, the way he loses again and again makes him look shameless.
"Is there a banquet outside?"
"Yes, everything has been arranged. All the civil and military officials within the city and the surrounding three hundred miles, with black jade and green ribbons and above, have invited the princess to have an internal banquet. The ladies will also be present. Some of the wealthy families in the city will also have their principals present."
Hearing the maid next to him saying this, King Tang smiled slightly, nodded with satisfaction and said, "Yes, it's almost time. I'll go now."
I saw hundreds of banquet tables in the main hall, with busy people coming and going. At three o'clock, the banquet officially started
The palace ladies in gorgeous costumes filed in and lit the palace lanterns used for decoration in the palace. The lanterns were so dazzling that they added a gorgeous luster to the palace that was already as bright as day.
There were constant sounds of light footsteps in the distance, and the whole hall became quiet.
The princes of various countries, except for the absence of the King of Zhongshan, the other five kings of the six northern kingdoms, together with the leader of the Song Dynasty, are at the forefront.
The civil and military officials are all in their places, with the civil officials on the left and the military generals on the right. Behind the officials are the female relatives accompanying them. They will go to the inner banquet when they enter the banquet, but they also need to go to the inner banquet with their husbands on this occasion of the year.
Give a bow to your boss
Near the civil officials are the heads of some aristocratic families in northern Xinjiang, but most of them are sitting around the Guan family.
Zhu Biao's position is very forward. On the right row of seats, the only person above him is the old father-in-law of the Tang Dynasty - Leyang Boguan Jianwu!
Such a high ranking attracted Zhu Biao's Tang Army generals to look sideways. Those dagger-like glances, few of them were peaceful and kind.
Zhu Biao turned a blind eye. No matter what King Tang himself thought, the other party had already praised him so highly. It was natural for Zhu Biao to decline by himself. He was not so humble and could not bear it.
No matter what he pays attention to, just sit down and sit down
Guan Jianwu was very peaceful, and with him talking and chatting, Zhu Biao didn't seem lonely or isolated. Tang Jiang below him kept glaring at him.
Three quiet whips cleared the way. Princess Tang, who had appeared in full dress, accompanied Prince Ji Fa of Tang. Behind her were two concubines of Prince Tang who were equally dressed. One of them was Nangong, who was standing next to the Guan family members and wished Biaojin.
I saw Nangong Jing when I was in the palace
All civil and military officials knelt down to greet
The sounds of worship from thousands of people resounded in the palace. At this time, the king is one of the few times a year when he can accept the official kneeling of his ministers, both civil and military.
The king of Tang Dynasty was now wearing a seven-chapter crown and a nine-pin crown on his head. His middle-aged face was calm and calm, his eyes were a little dark, his face was serious, and there was a slight smile at the corner of his mouth.
Ji Fa supported him with his hand and said, "Everyone, get up. Today we are having a banquet to celebrate the auspicious New Year. All these etiquettes are waived."
Then he ordered: "No need to be too polite, just let's have a feast!"
In fact, according to the rules, King Tang arrived a little early, but as the lord of Northern Xinjiang, King Tang seemed to belong to the imperial family. Who dares to say more about this?
The King of Tang took the throne, glanced at the people in the hall with a smile, glanced at His Highness the princes, civil and military officials, and several contemporary patriarchs of the aristocratic families, and then he put his knees up and straightened his head.
"Thank you, Lord!" After everyone thanked them, they stood up and sat in their seats.
"I am very happy today, and of course I believe that everyone here is also happy, because the Hu Di barbarians who have troubled Beiyu for many years have been defeated. From next year, our elite troops in Northern Xinjiang can be transferred home. This is a matter of fact.
It is a great thing, and I am hosting this feast just to celebrate it. I hope that God will be kind to me, that our northern border will be prosperous, and that our people will be happy!"
"My lord is wise, and I also hope that the northern states will prosper and the people will live and work in peace and contentment!" The civil and military officials present hurriedly responded.
Ji Fa waited for them to finish speaking, and then continued: "This battle can successfully suppress the Hu Di barbarians, and the soldiers who went out to fight are indispensable. Of course, the gentlemen sitting here also have great contributions to the business!"
"Also, I would like to pay special tribute to General Zhu of the Northern Han Dynasty. He is a general who is very brave. On the battlefield, the weak defeated the strong and defeated the Hulu many times. Although our Northern Xinjiang army is strong, it is difficult for us to defeat them in just two short days.
Suppress Hu Di in the middle of the year"
The gazes on Zhu Biao were hot, cold, envious, and disdainful. If these gazes were sword rays, Zhu Biao would not even have any scum left.
As for Zhu Biao himself, at this time, he also didn’t understand what Tang Wang really meant.
Is it flattery?
But as long as I don't surrender to him and remain a general of the Northern Han Dynasty, there won't be many civil and military officials in Northern Xinjiang who are really stupid enough to be hostile to me.
Or... Zhu Biao then shook his head. His thoughts were too bizarre. How could the King of Tang do such a thing to someone who had not yet joined his subordinates?
This drama was very abrupt, but fortunately everything returned to normal after that.
As a burst of soft music sounded, groups of young dancers walked in from the outside and danced in the hall to the sound of music.
Those gazes gradually disappeared
The dancers in the hall are all carefully selected by the Tang Dynasty Palace. They are beautiful in appearance, good in dance, and the music is very pleasant.
At first, everyone in the hall was still very restrained, but later, as everyone got drunker, they relaxed a little and looked at the people below, exchanging cups and cups in a peaceful manner. King Tang, who was sitting in the seat, kept looking at Zhu Biao who was not far away.
Calm, still sober, without any lust or sales, without any drunkenness...
"Husband," he didn't look away until someone called him from the side and turned around.
Prince Tang's Mansion whispered: "Today is a happy time..."
There is no need to say more about the following words, but Ji Fa already understands
Seeing him spread his eyebrows, the Tang Palace smiled and said nothing more. He bowed to the two concubines and retired. They still had a banquet in the inner palace to take care of.
The tenth year of the first lunar month gradually fades away, and the Lantern Festival begins to become the expectation of the people.
In the northwest corner of Chunzeyuan where the King of Han was stationed, there was a I-shaped palace with connected halls and buildings, a very secluded and deep place.
A banquet is being prepared, but the scale is much smaller than the banquet of the Tang Dynasty that day.
However, the atmosphere was more serious because the identity of the visitor was also different.
A pool of water runs from west to east, winding around a complex corridor. The water outside the garden and the mountains inside the garden complement each other. At this time, a bright moon in the sky is like an ice plate, and the moonlight is softly shining on it.
Lanterns are hung high on the left and right, illuminating everything
The banquet had been prepared early. There were twenty tables in total, scattered among the rockery pavilions. Tables of delicacies had been placed on them. Zhu Biao’s table was placed in the center, with dishes, snacks, and fruits.
【All meals are divided】
Although most of the banquet that day was so normal, it was so sudden that Zhu Biao deliberately kept a low profile. When news of the toast from the King of Tang Dynasty at the banquet was heard, it caused a sensation in the whole city.
He thought it was trouble, but he didn't expect that this trouble also contained a great opportunity. On the third day of the first lunar month, when the New Year was still in full swing, a middle-aged man in thin and shabby clothes came to the gate of Chunze Garden and asked for a meeting.
Not asking to see the King of Han, but asking to see Zhu Biao
There are many talented people in this world, as well as those who have fallen into disgrace. You cannot say that the Zhou Dynasty was so powerful that it had no talent.
The middle-aged man's surname was Fan, which was a pity for Zhu Biao. Fan Jin only wanted to be a staff member of the general's palace!
What he said that day was still fresh in Zhu Biao’s mind after seven days.
"... several times the generals under the command of the King of Tang were able to recruit those who were good at fighting, but there was no general to his right. The King of Tang had fewer troops than Bozhou, and the generals also had fewer troops than outside the Great Wall. The troops of the King of Tang were defeated repeatedly in battles, and the generals were victorious in battles. The King of Tang
Isn’t the meaning of the words clear?……
I think that the King of Tang will definitely ask the general to go to Northern Xinjiang and the Northern Han Dynasty is closely related to the King of Tang. If the general agreed back then, he will definitely agree to do so. Dare I ask the general, how much do you know about the geography and humanities of Northern Xinjiang?
…Why don’t the general take advantage of this stormy situation to collect talented people and put them in his bag? In the future, whether he uses them in the Northern Han Dynasty or in Northern Xinjiang, he will be well prepared and without danger..."
Fan Jin's words moved Zhu Biao's heart. At least he could feel that Fan Jin himself was a capable person.
So Fan Jin became Zhu Biao's staff and gave him a hundred taels of gold to settle down.
"Two hundred taels of gold, you are so generous with your spending." That night, Song Yingzhu, who was holding Zhu Biao in his arms, said this
Her son was unharmed. She was in a good mood and was willing to communicate intimately with Zhu Biao again.
"I once heard a fable about buying horse bones with a thousand pieces of gold..." rs
