When walking northwest, there was a piece of bombshell news that He Zhuo had rebelled against He Zhuo at the foot of Tianshan Mountain. When he heard the news, Bai Lang pretended to be ignorant and just said casually, "The barbarians really did something.
Die! The five northwest guards are also incompetent." Then he glanced at Cuiyu Huangshan, and it could be seen that she was trying hard to control her facial expression, pretending to be surprised.
Bai Lang just laughed secretly, "Such a divided country... Although my Ming Dynasty does not seem to control the north and south of the Tianshan Mountains, the Tang Dynasty does have the four towns of Anxi! So this is the land of my Ming Dynasty!" Bai Lang touched the car.
He said, "It's better to kill these things that split the country." He had no interest in helping the Tatars quell the rebellion, but who knew that Xiao Hezhuo was actually doing things to split the country.
So it's hard to say that Bailang was a little biased towards the Tatars, "I might have to change to a female slave." The man looked at Huo Qingtong in front of him and still felt it was a pity. If this woman had conscientiously abided by the teachings and the rules on the grassland
, should not be replaced...Bai Lang doesn't care, he has killed many people, although there are very few women among them, but in his opinion, they are just living proteins.
"Actually, this female slave is quite easy to use and is quite sexy. I think she can try to develop anything in a while. However, it depends on whether she can pass this level and whether she has this life." Bailang murmured to himself, and the two cultivators were facing each other.
It was useless for him, and if he really wanted to cause trouble, he should go to Yangzhou at this moment instead of the northwest. At this time, Bailang's jersey was starting to look interesting. The woolen fabric with beautiful patterns and silk from the Western Regions, Bailang managed to find a way
I found a tailor and made a set of robes - it didn't have much defensive power at all.
This slave girl is actually unqualified. In addition to being able to communicate with others, collect and analyze intelligence, and warm the bed, she is basically not very good at anything a woman should know, such as sewing and cooking. Bailang put on this robe and took a photo by the water.
, "I think it's like the style of a troupe...or maybe I've seen it somewhere, and yes, it's unique." However, the hat or crown is also ready.
Since he is not wearing a Ming Dynasty official robe, the hat on his head does not need to be a Ming Dynasty official hat - and Bai Lang still has short hair, so he simply wears a crown with a lace. This is a He crown, which is very rare in this world.
——I'm afraid I haven't seen it for hundreds or even a thousand years. Two long eagle feathers are stuck on the left and right sides, standing up to the sky and then hanging back. "This is how my Han family warriors dress up." Bai Lang said.
I have to say that although this slave girl is smart, she is not learned. She really doesn’t know that this is the crown used by the Han family’s warriors. Bai Lang also got two pieces of bearskin to use on both sides of his waist, making him look more or less like
The ancients who really fought. As for the war horses, I'm afraid I can only collect more horses and rotate them at any time. With Bai Lang's physique, it is quite suitable to ride on this northwest horse - although he actually prefers to come from Europe.
Those large cavalrymen used horses.
To the northwest, Zhaohui had already led the garrison to quell the chaos. Bailang, on the other hand, took the carriage, the slave girl, and the horses he had "bought" one after another, and also walked there with the slave girl leading the way intentionally or unintentionally.
In this story, although Huo Qingtong was taken away by Bailang early in the morning, the inertia is still evolving - for example, now the chief helmsman has met the princess again, escaped from the Qing soldiers, and even picked off the mountain for her.
The so-called Tianshan Snow Lotus finally joined up with the heads of the Honghua Society who rushed to the desert among Zhuo Jun. Bailang and the others were also approaching the battlefield day by day.
"It's almost time. You slave girl can get up and help a certain family change their clothes." Bai Lang looked at the sky that day. The aura of the white tiger knew that there was a military formation in front of him, so he asked Cuiyu Huangshan to put on his shirt for him. "The clothes are still ready.
, but it's a pity that it can only be worn once..." Bailang muttered, grabbed the two iron spears from the car, got on his horse and gradually approached the battlefield he was looking forward to.
Cuiyu Huangshan hurriedly followed, and soon they saw the two military formations. "Daddy!" This slave girl was really not considerate. When she saw one of the military formations, she immediately rushed over with her horse - she was probably too excited.
She had forgotten Bai Lang's terrifying martial arts. In fact, Huo Qingtong only had a rough understanding of how high Bai Lang's martial arts was. She knew that Bai Lang's internal strength was extremely profound and that his martial arts was also top-notch, but how strong was he? She didn't have a complete idea.
Bailang chuckled and didn't stop her - why bother? If this slave girl wanted to do this, let her be so good. As for life or death? It depends on the day. Bailang stopped two or three miles away, looking at both sides.
The front line gradually approached, and the Hezhuo tribe also had fast horses to greet them, and quickly approached their princess, Cuiyu Huangshan. Some of them were not dressed like these Hezhuo tribes at all, but were dressed in Tatar robes and mandarin jackets.
Bai Lang just laughed on the horse, "This Red Flower Society...reverses the Qing Dynasty and restores the Ming Dynasty? Is this what it means to oppose the Qing Dynasty and restore the Ming Dynasty?" Thinking of how they restored the Han world in the book, Bai Lang almost died from laughter. Cuiyu Huang
Not long after Shi Shi was connected to the battle formation, the two sides had already begun to exchange long-range strikes, but they were still just tests. Hundreds of light cavalry galloped left and right, and both sides tried to test the impact, but neither actually entered the battle.
This is to test and observe the weaknesses of the opponent's line, and try to mobilize the opponent's formation. However, at this time Bailang began to urge the horse to advance in small steps. He held a pair of iron spears in each hand, and the spearheads dropped diagonally forward. Bailang did not control the reins and only used both hands.
The legs control the horse's speed and move towards the battlefield - this can be regarded as a qualified cavalryman.
Both sides of the battle saw Bailang approaching, but they would not stop testing each other - after all, what about Bailang's dress? It was like the dress on the stage. And even though only one person was holding it, it looked like
What happened was the double iron spear. Soon, both sides stopped testing, and the battle was about to break out. At this moment, a white horse suddenly appeared from the other side, with two people on the white horse.
The two people are a man and a woman. The woman is held in the man's arms. From Bailang's perspective, the faces of these two people can also be seen. "They are quite handsome...but isn't this person Zhan Guowei? When did he
It turns into...wait a minute, who is the boss of this plot? This woman should be Princess Xiangxiang, right? Huh? This is a face I have never seen before, but she is indeed a rare white beauty."
And a strange plot also happened. The sun shone on the bodies and faces of these two people. Some of the Qing soldiers who saw their faces dropped the weapons in their hands. It seemed that they were a little lost - and then there was a crash.
A whole row of people dropped the spears in their hands. "So beautiful? Isn't this really a charming spell that seduces people?" Bai Lang was also surprised, but he didn't feel anything unusual.
Just when Zhaohui, the commander of the Qing army, didn't know what to do, a voice, although not high-pitched, was very calm and reverberated on the battlefield, "Do you want to take the four Anxi towns in the north and south of the Tianshan Mountains as your own?" Everyone said with their words.
The direction from which the sound came came looked to the other side, and the man and woman also raised their heads and looked at the man approaching slowly on horseback. The sun shone from behind him, and the man was coated with a layer of golden light as if