Chapter 65: Entering Lanzhou for the first time to cause trouble
There were about seven or eight well-dressed warriors in this group, and the man at the head gave Ling Tianyun a familiar feeling. He seemed to have seen this man somewhere before. He had a burly figure and a beard that highlighted his tough look.
Angry. Looking at the beard on his face, Ling Tianyun suddenly remembered that this person was somewhat similar to the samurai he met at the inn, but they were definitely not the same person. Maybe there was some blood relationship between them, so that was
Not necessarily. It's just that this person is slightly thinner than the person I met at the inn. There is a long scar on the right side of this person's face that is particularly conspicuous, making this person's face a bit ferocious.
There was no one on the street at the moment. A group of well-dressed warriors stood on horseback, looking at each other from a distance with a young man standing on horseback and an old monk sitting on the back of a little black donkey.
"Bold, don't get out of the way. You haven't seen the people from my Zhongshan Martial Arts Center doing things. You have to get out of the way quickly." Another voice appeared among the group of warriors.
After the sound rang out, all the warriors looked excited and eager to teach the young man a lesson. A famous warrior was eager to ride on his horse. He raised his whip, and the whip exploded in the air with a crisp and harsh sound.
There was a sound. The warrior patted the horse as he dismounted. The horse took a few steps forward, just in line with the big man at the head.
The samurai looked at the samurai named the leader, hoping to get permission from the samurai named the leader. Although they all looked excited and wanted to rush forward to teach the young man in front of them a lesson, they still did not act rashly and without authorization.
They still rode their horses and stood behind the first warrior in an orderly manner without any panic. The queue formed its own formation. It was obvious that it took a long time of running-in and cooperation to achieve such an effect.
The leader of the warrior frowned. He felt that the young man in front of them was not an ordinary person. The young man in front of him stood on horseback like a tiger, and he felt strong waves from the young man's body.
An aura of danger. The young man looked harmless at this moment, but he could clearly feel that the young man was on the verge of exploding and might erupt at any time.
He couldn't help but feel a trace of fear in his heart, an inexplicable fear. This was his intuition. His experience of walking on the edge of a knife for many years gave him a certain intuition about the dangers that lie ahead, and these intuitions sometimes also
It had saved his life several times, but of course it had failed sometimes.
The leader of the warriors felt absent-minded for a while. He shook his head and couldn't help but laugh. His focused eyes met the young man standing on the horse opposite. Could it be that the older he gets, the less courageous he becomes?
, maybe I am overthinking it. There is nothing extraordinary about the young man in front of me. Judging from the young man's clothes, he is just a son of a certain family. Although this young man has an extraordinary life experience, this young man himself should not have any
What a threat.
With his mind determined, he thought of a countermeasure and asked the samurai next to him to test the young man. If the young man was just an embroidered pillow, then just let his companions teach him a lesson. If the young man had extraordinary skills, then
He could have taken him down with his seven or eight warriors. But he didn't notice at all that the young man exuded an aura that he was familiar with, because he didn't notice it at all.
The corner of Ling Tianyun's mouth raised slightly, and he clearly saw some of the movements of the group of well-dressed warriors standing on horseback. In his opinion, these warriors were just a bunch of rabble.
Sure enough, the leading warrior gave a signal to the warrior next to him.
The samurai received the permission of the first samurai, and he was overjoyed. He wanted to perform well in front of his companions, and decided to teach the ignorant young man in front of him a lesson.
The old monk was ignored by the group of well-dressed warriors, because they did not find any aura fluctuations in the old monk. His body was as thin as wood, and his pair of cloudy eyes showed no vitality. The old monk was dressed in shabby clothes.
The cassock was wide and loose, and it was wrapped around the monk like a shroud around his thin body. There were still bits and pieces of oil stains on the worn cassock, as if it hadn't been cleaned for many years, and there was an odor.
There was a faint light of stains. Perhaps he was a free-spirited monk kicked out of some monastery. He did not look like an eminent monk at all.
It is precisely because of the existence of this old monk that the warriors took Ling Tianyun lightly. They did not think that Ling Tianyun himself had extraordinary abilities, otherwise he would not be walking side by side with the old monk. These two people were obviously
A group of people. What kind of master is the old monk who is about to enter the coffin? Looking at his skinny body, you can tell that he is not a powerful character.
The old monk looked at all this and sighed in his heart. Alas, how could the eyesight of this group of warriors standing on horseback be so poor, even worse than the four soldiers guarding the city. At this time, the bastard was full of anger.
, there was nowhere to vent at first, but now it was better, someone just came to the door, and Ling Tianyun happened to be the target of venting.
The old monk habitually touched the wine gourd hanging beside him, but found that the gourd had long since disappeared and was no longer hanging on his waist. He raised his eyes and looked at Ling Tianyun, and he suddenly became furious.
I saw that Ling Tianyun had stolen the old monk's precious gourd at some point. He was pouring wine into his mouth, and the wine flowed down the corners of his mouth. He drank hard for a while and then threw the gourd back.
The old monk came to him. He wiped the wine stains at the corner of his mouth with his sleeve, and his eyes flashed with light as he looked at the well-dressed warrior who was riding his horse.
Ling Tianyun raised the corner of his mouth slightly, and a trace of blood red slowly appeared in his eyes, gradually spreading as the warrior approached on horseback.
The old monk took the gourd thrown by Ling Tianyun distressedly. He shook the wine gourd lightly and found that less than 30% of the wine in the wine gourd was left. He suddenly became furious and looked extremely angry. But at this time he took the gourd again.
Ling Tianyun had no choice but to feel so distressed that he raised the gourd and took a sip of wine himself, which made him feel a little better.
"Boy, the old monk's wine is not so easy to drink, hehe." The old monk thought to himself, and he let out a strange laugh. It seemed that Ling Tianyun was jumping into the trap dug by the old monk.
Well, and he jumped into it willingly.
The old monk patted the little black donkey. The little black donkey shook its big black head and flapped its ears. It carried the old monk and stepped back a few steps. The old monk looked at this group of well-dressed warriors and couldn't help but feel sorry for this group of warriors.
The samurai prayed, who could he offend? How could he offend this angry boy? He squinted his cloudy little eyes and sat on the back of a black donkey. How could he miss such a lively event? This old man
The monk is originally a master who fears that the world will not be in chaos.
At this time, Ling Tianyun never thought that just by drinking a little wine from the old monk, he had already been tricked by the old monk. He only felt that the wine was spicier, stronger and stronger than the wine from the unknown wine shop in Baishui City. It was just that
Only the wine from the unknown wine shop lacked a bit of the fragrant wine aroma, and I don’t know how it was brewed.
At this moment, Ling Tianyun could not allow Ling Tianyun to think too much. The well-dressed warrior who came on horseback clamped his legs, and the horse rushed out like an arrow. In an instant, he rushed out, and the distance of ten feet was closed in an instant.
When he was still three feet away from Ling Tianyun, the warrior raised his riding whip, and there was a loud "click" sound. The riding whip rolled towards Ling Tianyun's body like a poisonous snake. The riding whip turned into countless whip shadows towards Ling Tianyun.
Coming overwhelmingly.
Ling Tianyun raised his eyebrows, reached out with his big hand and accurately grabbed the riding whip that was rolling towards him, and the shadow of the whip in the sky immediately disappeared without a trace.
The riding whip that the warrior held tightly shook, and he almost wanted to let go of it. He couldn't help but increase the strength and pull the riding whip. He felt that the riding whip was still motionless, and the other end was tightly grasped by Ling Tianyun in his hand.
The warrior couldn't help but use all his strength to pull out the riding crop that Ling Tianyun was holding tightly, but it still had no effect. There was an incredible look in his eyes, and he didn't expect that the young man in front of him looked young, and he should be only 2 years old.
He is around seventeen or eighteen years old, but he has strength no less than his own.
The riding whip was held tightly in the hands of the two people, forming a straight line. The two of them pulled each other towards themselves. The riding whip made a "bah" sound, as if it might break over time.
. The warrior sat on the horse, holding the riding whip with one hand instead of holding it tightly with both hands.
I saw that he was using all his strength with both hands, but the riding crop was as steady as a mountain and did not move towards him at all. His face turned red due to the excessive exertion, and a trace of shame emerged spontaneously. He felt that his companion was using
Strange eyes were looking at him, and he could feel those eyes piercing through his back like sharp swords.
The warrior couldn't help but roar, and suddenly burst out with a powerful force and jerked his riding whip.
With a "pop" sound, the riding whip was pulled, but Ling Tianyun let go of his hand, and the force of the riding whip, which was out of balance, suddenly rebounded and hit the warrior in the face.
The warrior staggered a few times and almost fell off the horse. He felt a burning red feeling on his face. When he touched his cheek, he could clearly feel a bloodstain on his cheek.
Go up. He couldn't help but became furious. This was the first time he encountered such a **** provocation. Moreover, it was the first time he suffered such a big loss and lost such a big face in front of his companions.
Anger swallowed up the warrior's reason, and his shame made him feel humiliated. He threw the riding crop in his hand to the ground, and suddenly pulled out a large saber hanging on his waist. He shouted: "Boy
, how dare you humiliate me like this, today I want your blood to splash on the streets of Lanzhou City."
The saber gleamed with cold light, pointing at Ling Tianyun in the distance.
He raised the big saber, clamped his legs on the tall horse he was riding, and the horse neighed and rushed towards Ling Tianyun.
Ling Tianyun's eyes burst into sharp light. He knew that kind of saber. It was a weapon commonly used by cavalry in the Khitan army. This saber was made of fine steel and was sharper than the sabers used by ordinary soldiers. Moreover, this saber was more beneficial to the cavalry.
In combat, on horseback, you can hold the sword with both hands to maximize its effect. The enemy next to the horse will be cut off by such a big horse no matter what weapon he uses. It can be regarded as one of the most powerful weapons of the cavalry.
What kind of people are the warriors at the Zhongshan Martial Arts Center in Lanzhou City, the Khitan war horses, and the weapons used by the Khitan sergeants. Ling Tianyun couldn't help but think about it. Judging from their appearance, these warriors are not Khitan people.
And why they did this? Although it was nothing in the Han Dynasty, as a Han Dynasty person, these warriors clearly violated taboos. Although Ling Tianyun still had some doubts, he vaguely felt that he
There seems to be something missing, and it seems like something is wrong.
It's just that Ling Tianyun didn't have time to think so much anymore. The warrior had already rushed in front of him with the steed and the cold wind. The saber raised by the warrior struck Ling Tianyun like lightning without any fancy movements.
The saber made a "huohuo" sound in the air, and in an instant, the warrior slashed three or four times at Ling Tianyun.