Gong Rui, whose real name is Nangong Ruiye, is the eldest son of Nangong Jing of the Nangong clan.
No matter Gao Lang, Yuantong, or Shi Huixin, they would never have thought that the eldest son of the Nangong family, who was famous in the Northern Han Dynasty, would work for others anonymously, making this person invisible.
The strength.
Similarly, they would not have thought that the fourth of the dozen or so school-level and above people standing under the pine tree would actually be Nangong Yu, the third master of the Nangong family, as well as Nangong Yu, Nangong Huang, and Nangong Ye, the three rising stars of the Nangong family.
Outstanding people.
But Gong Rui didn't feel awkward at all. In front of that man, the Nangong family was so insignificant and not worth mentioning. If it weren't for that man's ambitious plans and huge plans, Nangong Rui's sister Nangong Qingxuan happened to fall into that man's family.
In my eyes, the Nangong family happened to be in the Northern Han Dynasty. The Nangong family just wanted to serve others, but they couldn't find a temple to worship even if they carried the pig's head!
The class gap between the two sides is as different as that between an earthworm and a big tree. They are as different as heaven and earth.
"action--"
A superior only needs to give an order, but Gong Rui is not a real superior yet. He is also ashamed to rely on his sister's nepotism to make others look down on him and think he is a superior. So whether in the military or in
In this operation, Gong Ruidu not only gave orders, but also took the lead and was at the forefront!
Nangong Jing has a pair of good sons and daughters. They not only strive for success, but also understand their own weight and position.
Therefore, whenever Nangong Jing thinks of a pair of children now, he can laugh out loud even while sleeping.
Most of the hundreds of heroes quickly dispersed, leaving only a third of them, who gathered around Gong Rui, and then quickly followed Gong Rui in the designated direction. Just a moment ago, there were crowds of people.
Once someone's lawn was on someone's lawn, the next moment it was empty and scattered without a trace.
The night sky is far away, the warmth of spring is still there, and the wind is not too strong.
Gong Rui felt only a hint of coolness and lay quietly on the tree trunk.
Spring has arrived early, and the green leaves have become their best cover, especially at night. In the dark woods and the unpredictable depth of the night sky, Gong Rui gently stroked the knife in his hand.
He does not feel that this kind of activity is unfamiliar. Before entering the Central Plains, Nangong Rui was also a dazzling star in the sky of the Northern Han Dynasty, whether in the official family or in the martial arts world.
In the quiet night, the sound of horse hooves could be heard faintly from the road not far away. This was the cavalry outpost escorting the officers and soldiers. Only after they passed by could there be the sound of rolling wheels.
Gong Rui showed a faint smile. To catch a thief, you must capture the king, and to kill someone, you must pierce the heart.
The wind gently blew through the forest tops, and there was the sound of pine waves. The faint starlight filtered through the gaps between the branches and leaves, making the forest paths appear more lush.
Flatbed carriages piled with grain and rice passed by under the trees. Gong Rui did not move, slowly, slowly, until two quarters of an hour later, looking at a group of soldiers and horses approaching slowly,
Two extremely cold rays of light shot out from his eyes.
A shrill oriole cry came from Gong Rui's mouth, piercing the tranquility of the night.
"Swish, swish, swish!" The locust-like concealed weapon was shot down from above the head at high speed. At the same time, one person waved his hand and shot out an unusually beautiful firework, which flew towards Lao Gao. It exploded with a thud, and the splendor was like the stars in the sky suddenly scattering.
Open normally, very nice looking.
There was a burst of angry shouting and a burst of mournful neighing by the horse.
Gong Rui fired darts with both hands, and he immediately looked like a nighthawk throwing himself into the forest. With a crazy and dazzling sword light, he rushed towards the middle-aged general with a majestic face and powerful momentum in the center of the sergeant.
The general holding a spear in his hand is the commander of the 10,000 infantry and cavalry troops escorted this time, General Yokono Zhonglang—Xu Wentao.
The power of Gong Rui's attack, which had been prepared for a long time, was like a flood that broke a dam, rushing thousands of miles, and was unstoppable.
Nangong Yu's movements were not slow either. He was only a hair away from Gong Rui. That was not because he was weaker than his eldest nephew, quite the opposite, but because the sword in his hand was faintly guarding Gong Rui's left and right sides.
.Then there are Gao Lang and Yuantong, these two are also quite famous in the Beihan arena. Although they are still far behind the top experts, they are better than Dulongke.
Otherwise, Yuantong, as the rebel monk of Wenshu Monastery, would not have lived like this in the world. And the people after him would be almost the same. Shi Huixin's reputation is comparable to that of Gao Lang and Yuantong, but there are many reasons for that.
It's because of the poisonous work she did.
Everything was as expected by Gong Rui. He even knew how many soldiers were around Xu Wentao, how many cavalry and infantry were among the soldiers, and how many archers, swordsmen, spearmen, and broadswordsmen were among the infantry. All the guards knew clearly.
Everything in front of him is as transparent as your own heart!
The Nangong family is not freeloaders, and Mr. Pingtan's plans are not superficial either.
Xu Wentao was a fierce general in the Han army in Luozhou. He was experienced in the battlefield and guarded the country's borders. If they had met seven years earlier, Gong Rui would have treated him with courtesy. But now everything has changed. Gong Rui's attitude towards the Northern Han Dynasty
The feelings remain unchanged, but the feelings towards the King of Han have changed drastically, and the King of Han represents the Northern Han Dynasty, so Xu Wentao must die!
The burning of two hundred thousand tons of grain and grass will definitely have a huge impact on the war situation in Luozhou. If nothing unexpected happens, the Hu and Di clan will soon set off a bloody storm in Luozhou. Gong Rui will also be hurt in his heart, but this kind of
The pain was in conflict with his purpose behind it. For the purpose behind it to be realized, the Northern Han Dynasty must be robbed.
Compared with the future glory and wealth of the Nangong family and the unfailing inheritance, Gong Rui would rather bear this kind of pain, and bear it happily.
As the saying goes, 'Those who achieve great things do not stick to trivial details', this is the case.
There are indeed experts in the army. A junior colonel who was following Xu Wentao did not move his buttocks on the horse and dodged at least five hidden weapons aimed at him.
The sound went straight up into the sky with a long and sharp whistle.
That's a dysprosium arrow!
The spear was round, like a long whip, and it struck Gong Rui head-on.
Xu Wentao glared with murderous intent.
A person with a weak mind will panic when murderous intent hits his face, but if Gong Rui was a weak-minded person, he would not be where he is today.
The sword's luster did not diminish at all, and the murderous aura did not affect Gong Rui at all. He just turned slightly sideways in mid-air to avoid the top of his head, and the blade continued to chop straight down.
The first battle between the leaders of the two parties seemed to be about fighting for their lives. Nangong Yu's face changed drastically, and Xu Wentao's expression also changed slightly. He might not necessarily die if he shot him, but he would definitely die if he hit him with a knife.
He couldn't help but let out an angry roar, and the horse on his crotch took a few steps forward. The spear in his hand curled back up and completely covered Gong Rui's arm.
"Kill..."
"Kill..."
"Rush, rush, rush for me..."
The cry of killing rang out from all over the mountains and plains. At the same time as Gong Rui launched the offensive, all the men belonging to the Iron Brand Organization who received the signal rushed out, including the sixty or seventy heroes who had dispersed.
