Of course Yun Zheng was also among the dead, but he didn't behave like a dead person at all. He was kicking the monkey one by one. This wretched bastard actually didn't forget to take away Mo Yishi's bellyband in his busy schedule.
Take it out and smell it from time to time, just like a pervert.
This requires continuing education. If this continues, who knows what this guy will do. In three or two years, this guy has grown up and already knows that he wants a woman. But it is not his fault. In Chengdu,
At that time, he kept running around Lingxi Pavilion and the Yun family. Those prostitutes would inevitably tease this handsome young man. Now that he has seen such a sexy and violent scene in Xixia, it is inevitable that he will be deeply impressed. Yun Zheng
I have to admit that the scene before Mo Yi's death was really stunning. The most beautiful youth of a beautiful woman's life seemed to burst out at that moment. Sorrow, lingering, pain, regret, and reluctance all flowed through her like a revolving door.
Her face changed, and at that moment, she had finished her life.
Yun Zheng didn't tell anyone about putting aphrodisiacs in the wine Li Yuanhao drank. It was too dirty to tell Wugou Hanlin and the others. Anyway, Li Yuanhao was a famous lustful ghost who had sex after drinking.
The scene is not surprising. Isn't it strange to see no Xixia people? He also turned his back to Li Yuanhao to circle his emperor so that he could do things with peace of mind.
Most emperors were lustful, and Emperor Taizong of the Song Dynasty was not much better. When he was lucky enough to be the queen of Zhou Dynasty, he not only asked his guards to help, but also hired a painter to draw his majestic appearance at that moment. He didn't know what he wanted to tell future generations.
Information, do we want future generations to know the illustrious glory of our ancestors?
After seeing Li Yuanhao's actions, and using this as a reference, we can see the emperor's debauchery. I hope that the strong Lan Lan can endure the perverted methods of the royal family.
"My fair lady, you are so jealous. Now that you have reached the age, you can go find whoever you like. Why are you sniffing around with a dead man's bust? If you don't have a target, let Qing Qing find a matchmaker to find you a girl from a good family.
If you dare to do such a shameful thing again, your legs will be broken."
The monkey's face was as red as a monkey's butt. Yun Zheng saw his most secret personal affairs and was told this. He screamed, jumped off the carriage and ran to ride a horse. He did not see Yun Zheng for three days in a row.
, all the things of serving people are left to Han Niu.
Yun Zheng's motorcade traveled in an open and fair manner, relying on the official's flag a little bit, and even stayed in the official's inn during the night. Although the water supply at these inns was a little short, Yun Zheng didn't care.
He was more concerned about whether the news from Xingqing Mansion reached here.
Of course, the news cannot be spread. Han Lin, Lang Lige, and Sun Qizhi are doing the job of robbing and killing the messengers. By now, Pang should have controlled Xingqing Mansion without hiding anything, right? The regular messengers should have set out now,
Blockade of Xingqing Mansion is an inevitable thing to do. Only after he has killed everyone who deserves to be killed and has taken control of the overall situation will he tell the world that the emperor is dead, the prince was hacked to death by him, and only the one who finally ascends the throne will be
It's Liang Zha who is two years old. By this time, even a fool should know who the real Xixia speaker is.
If he had the five days given by Wu Pang and the one day he gained on the road, by the time Wu Pang found out that he was not dead and gave the order again, he should have entered Qingjian City long ago.
The decree given by Li Yuanhao has a lot of blank space on it. You can adapt to the situation. Just fill in whatever you want to do. As long as you don't ask the Xixia army to mutiny or surrender, there will be no clues. This is the real decree. Please ask for some.
Property, getting some cattle, sheep and horses are all trivial matters. Less than two thousand horses are enough for what purpose, and the equipment of cavalry is only a thousand people. In this era, a cavalry will definitely not only need one horse, but at least two.
, or even three war horses. Especially this time, Yun Zheng was consciously purchasing uncastrated war horses. He felt that it would be more profitable to set up a horse farm by himself.
In the early spring of Xixia, there is always wind and sand, and the gravel hits the face and hurts. After one day's walk, we will arrive at Xiping Mansion, where the Xixia Xiangqing Army is stationed, which is Lingzhou in the Tang Dynasty. Once upon a time, this was the third place where the Tang Dynasty guarded the Gobi Desert.
The first line of defense has now become a foreign country. As for the first line of defense, it is far away in Uyghur and Suiye City. What a familiar name. Today, there cannot be a great poet like Li Bai, nor a brave man.
Invincible warrior.
Zhao Kuangyin waved his jade ax on the bank of the Dadu River and said, "This is the end of my empire. It is doomed that he does not have the determination to expand the territory. Anything that the founding emperor cannot do, it will be even more impossible for later emperors to do it. So these years
, the territory of the Song Dynasty is constantly shrinking, and anyone who is human wants to take a bite of the fat meat of the Song Dynasty.
The son-emperor Shi Jingtang sent the Sixteenth Prefecture of Yanyun out, and the final result was the death of his body and the destruction of his clan. Those who cannot plan for the moment are not enough to plan for the eternity, and those who cannot plan for one region are not enough to plan for the overall situation. The ancients have long said that an emperor
His mind determines his territory and destiny.
Yun Zheng hates sandstorms, but he doesn't hate this land. Unlike the natives of the Song Dynasty, he will habitually regard Tubo, Uighur, Xixia, and Liao as the inherent territories of the Song Kingdom. This gives him a transcendent
The people of the Song Dynasty were far-sighted and habitually looked at everything from the overall situation. He really didn't have much consideration for the Central Plains.
Yun Zheng was walking through the long yellow sand, and Gao Tansheng was also walking through the yellow sand, but he was in a more miserable state. His clothes were almost covered in blood, and his high bun was also covered in blood. Only three horses were left.
One horse, with an arrow stuck in its rear hip, looked like it wouldn't be able to hold on for much longer. What pleased him the most was that after breaking through sixteen blockades one after another, he still rushed out, his left hand hanging unnaturally.
It was beside me, swaying in the wind. It was knocked out of joint by the Western Xia people with a flail. There was no time to bandage the injury. Now that I have walked nearly a hundred miles, I can take a rest.
He jumped off the horse and used his right hand to lead the war horse, which was as hungry and thirsty as himself. He found a leeward slope and prepared to take a rest. This was an abandoned ancient city. The yellow sand buried half of the pale earth walls. Gao Tansheng
He hid behind the slope, connected his arm, carefully checked the bag on the horse's back, found a piece of cake and a pot of water, drank half of it, and poured the remaining water into the bag to feed the horse.
, there was no horse feed, so he shared the piece of pie with the war horse, pulled out the sharp arrow from the horse's butt, and threw it to the ground with a sigh. Fortunately, it was not too serious.
One man and one horse rested together, and the three days of non-stop fighting almost drained the last bit of strength from Gao Tansheng. Once he relaxed, he could no longer hold on.
Ding-dong? The ding-dong camel bells woke Gao Tansheng up from his sleep. He looked up and saw a camel team slowly walking into Tucheng, preparing to take shelter from the wind and sand here. In a short time, there were
Orange flames were lit, and a dozen men in fur coats were eating around the fire.
Listening to the growl of his stomach, Gao Tansheng laughed. His white teeth were still stained with blood. These were his own dry lips, which were already bleeding. He patted the horse's head and smiled:
"Just hold on a little longer, and we'll have food soon." The war horse snorted in agreement.
Gao Tansheng jumped up. Although his left arm was still a little weak, he was confident that he could kill everyone here with one hand. He moved forward with the iron gun, and the war horse followed behind him. As soon as he walked into the earth wall, he
The sentry discovered that this was a Uighur caravan. The leader of the businessman looked at the devil-like Gao Tansheng and said in Xixia dialect: "Unexpected guest, please come over and have a cup of hot tea."
Gao Tansheng pursed his lips and smiled: "Don't worry, it will be the same after you drink it!"
There was the sound of a weapon breaking through the wind behind his head. Without even looking, Gao Tansheng saw the butt of the iron gun go out from under his ribs, and the half-foot-long iron butt pierced the neck of the Uighur who had sneaked up on him.
By the time he pulled out his iron spear, a dozen Uighurs had already surrounded him. In the desert and Gobi, it was impossible to tell the difference between merchants and bandits.
The scimitar flashed and the yellow sand flew. Gao Tansheng was like an elf dancing in the yellow sand. Every movement was full of vigorous beauty. Every time the iron gun was inhaled, there was a cold light flashing, and then red flowers burst out.
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Feeling the endless killing intent, the war horse raised its head and neighed, cheering for its master. When the war horse put its head into the camel's trough, Gao Tansheng was also holding a cup of steaming milk tea and slowly tasting it, brewing until now.
Milk tea has the best taste.
In fact, Gao Tansheng did not kill everyone, leaving only four people. Now the four Uighurs huddled together like quails and looked at Gao Tansheng like a demon, not daring to raise their heads.
It's not that Gao Tansheng is merciful, but that he needs a guide to get him out of this neighborhood. There are many checkpoints to pass along the way. Without an identity to protect him, he can't get out.
Xiping Mansion is just ahead. It is the largest city in Xixia besides Xingqing Mansion. Only in this city can we find the subordinates of the Maitreya Sect again. He looked back at the road he had walked and couldn't help but feel sad.
, the loss this time was too great. What Pang did in Xingqing Mansion was almost outrageous. He almost killed all the non-Xixia people in the city, and all the subordinates he brought were intercepted.
In the city, he was massacred by the crazed Xixia people. What happened in the Prince's Mansion happened so suddenly and quickly that he had no time to command his subordinates to retreat.
There were three Buddhist disciples in the Song Dynasty. As a West Buddha disciple, I borrowed the power of the Northern Buddha disciples and the Eastern Buddha disciples this time, but ended up like this. After I returned, I had even more difficult things waiting for me to deal with.
In order to rush for time, Gao Tansheng rested for a while and then hurriedly asked four Uighurs to drive the camel caravan away from here. They entered the customs one day earlier so that they could make arrangements one day earlier. (To be continued)