The smoke is rising, and the war is burning everywhere.
Qingzhou is an important border defense area, and there are beacon towers everywhere. Along with the smoke from Mulin Mansion, beacon fires were lit one after another in various places, and soon they spread to Qingzhou.
At the same time, the news that Changliu Mountain had taken out the city of Mulin Mansion quickly spread throughout Qingzhou with the help of interested people.
Suddenly, Qingzhou was shaken and the cities were in an uproar.
At the Qingzhou Army Station, Yuan Jingying was drinking.
Knowing that he was in a bad mood, the other captains did not dare to come to persuade him. Seeing that he seemed to be 70 to 80% drunk but still yelling for wine, they couldn't help but want to go forward to persuade him.
"Bring me the wine!"
Yuan Jingying staggered and pushed the sergeant who came to help him, smelling of alcohol.
"Former captain, why are you doing this?"
A middle-aged captain walked in and sighed when he saw the mess on the ground.
He understood Yuan Jingying's thoughts very well.
Yuan Jingying was born into a wealthy family in Baizhou, and it is said that many members of the family served in Longyuan Daocheng, and their power was not much inferior to that of the four Qingzhou families, or even more powerful.
But he is a commoner.
He came to Qingzhou ostensibly to admire General Wei, but in fact, he came to Qingzhou to avoid family feuds and to accumulate his own reputation and power.
But, who is Wei Zhengxian?
This Qingzhou general is extremely talented. He joined the army when he was young, and his first battle was at Liuji Mountain!
He was already famous in Longyuan Dao even when he was not as young as Weak Guan. He even declined the invitation of Xuanjia Jingqi. For decades, he remained firmly seated as the number one martial artist in Qingzhou.
Under his men, where is the room for Yuan Jingying to perform?
"Brother Wang, come and drink this cup with me."
Yuan Jingying's face was full of drunkenness when he saw someone coming.
Snapped!
Wang Pan raised his hand and knocked down the wine glass, his voice rising:
"Yuan Jingying! It's just a few trivial things that make you so decadent. Wang really thinks highly of you!"
"Hahaha!"
Yuan Jingying staggered and laughed, with a sad expression on his face:
"Do you think I'm depressed because I couldn't go out of the city to suppress the bandits?"
"Is not it?"
Wang Pan frowned.
"I will get married the year after next."
Yuan Jingying sat down slumped, her hand holding the wine glass a little unsteady: "The woman is a young lady from the Cui family of a wealthy family in Baizhou, and she is also a concubine..."
"First start a family and then start a career, why not?"
Wang Pan was a little confused:
"If you make meritorious deeds later, you might not be able to stand out!"
Marrying into a wealthy family is a good thing.
"Brother Wang, you don't understand. You don't understand what concubine birth is, and you don't understand what concubine birth is..."
Yuan Jingying looked dull:
"What do you think is a concubine? My biological mother is a concubine. Do you know why I never mention her? Because when I was three years old, my pregnant mother was..."
"Give it away."
Give it away, give it away?!
Wang Pan's face trembled.
He naturally knew that his concubine's status was low, but he really couldn't imagine that someone would give a woman who was pregnant with his own child to someone else.
"The hierarchy of the original family is very strict. The concubines and collateral members can only rely on the family's power before marrying a wife. Once you marry a wife, you will have no chance."
Yuan Jingying smiled bitterly:
"If I have no military merits and my concubine has a son, I will not have any chance anymore. I will be sent to a certain prefecture and county to take care of the family's business..."
"this……"
Wang Pan was speechless and didn't know how to persuade him.
He really doesn't understand the rules of aristocratic families.
Woo!
At this moment, a low howl suddenly sounded, accompanied by screams and low roars.
"Um?"
Yuan Jingying, who was already 70 to 80% drunk, seemed to have heard something. He stood up suddenly, exhaled his inner energy, and his eyesight returned to clarity.
Wang Pan also seemed to be aware of it.
The two of them left the room in no particular order. They saw everyone in the military camp looking at the sky and following their gaze, and their expressions changed:
"Wolf smoke? Beacon fire?!"
"war?!"
Wang Pan's heart was shocked, and he immediately remembered something. When he turned around, Yuan Jingying's expression was enthusiastic, but there was no hint of drunkenness at all.
"Beacon fire, beacon fire!"
Looking at the straight line of smoke, Yuan Jingying looked in a daze, as if crying and laughing at the same time.
"Former captain! Master Xu needs to be informed of this matter!"
As Wang Pan said, Yuan Jingying had already stepped forward, swept across more than ten feet, and used his fist as a hammer to sound the drum that had gathered.
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boom!
The sound of horse hooves is like thunder.
The merchants coming and going outside Qingzhou City and the refugees building the garrison were all shocked when they saw thousands of cavalry galloping out with a sound like thunder.
"As soon as the smoke started, there was action?"
Just now we were discussing the comings and goings of the beacon fire, the merchants, and the people in the world, but when they saw the cavalry go away, they couldn't help but marvel in their hearts.
This speed is astonishing.
"not good!"
But immediately, someone reacted and accelerated towards Qingzhou City.
No matter where the beacon fire comes from, once the smoke rises, Qingzhou City will definitely be closed!
boom!
Sure enough, not long after, accompanied by bursts of noise and noise, the city gates of Qingzhou City were closed one after another.
On top of the city, soldiers can also be seen.
The merchants who had no time to enter and exit the city were in an uproar, but how could the soldiers guarding the city pay attention?
Those who made too much noise were even directly executed on the spot. The bloody methods immediately frightened the group of people who wanted to make noise and enter the city.
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"The movements of this group of stinky Qiuba are really fast!"
In the place where the refugees gathered, some people looked at the Qingzhou soldiers traveling from a distance and sneered.
"After Wei Zhengxian left, who was in charge of the Qingzhou Army?"
An old man in gray clothes and white hair asked with a frown.
"Wei Zhengxian has all the power. Where he is, there are no deputies. After he left, there seemed to be only three or two big cats and kittens stationed in Qingzhou. The ones in charge seemed to be just a few school captains."
Yu Changjing thought for a moment:
"They can barely be considered the leaders. It seems to be Yuan Jingying or Wang Pan?"
He felt bitter in his heart.
Only half a day after the beacon fire came, Yuan Jingying led his troops out. How dare he?
Why are you so stupid?!
He was thinking in his mind, but he didn't dare to show it at all. The white-haired old man in front of him was the second most powerful person in Changliu Mountain, Jia Qing of Sanshan Mountain.
Before the grass fell on Jilong Mountain, he was already a big bandit in the prefecture.
And in this place where refugees are entrenched, there are many leaders from Changliu Mountain, and even other vicious people from other counties who are attached to them.
"You are an unknown young man. No wonder he is so easy to fool."
The white-haired old man snorted softly.
Yu Changjing didn't talk to him again.
Looking at Qingzhou City, which was crawling on the ground like a giant beast, even now, he was still worried, and more importantly, unbelievable.
When he first heard that ten cities had been conquered, he was already incredulous.
Who would have thought that Ji Longshan's ambitions went far beyond that, and even set his sights on Qingzhou City, an important border city like this.
Yu Changjing was silent.
The other masters of the sect who had changed their appearance and even covered their faces were silent, not knowing what to say.
The original intention of all the sects to support Changliu Mountain was to attract Xu Wenji's attention so that he and others could stay dormant, but they never expected that they would be tied to a chariot instead.
I had no choice but to bite the bullet.
"You are all well-known figures in Qingzhou. Don't be stingy with your efforts in the next few days."
Jia Qing naturally knew what these sect members were thinking, but he didn't care and instead chuckled.
"That's natural..."
The smiles of all the masters of the sect were a little forced.
Yu Changjing was in a very bad mood, but he still held on to his thoughts. By this time, he had given up trying to persuade these bandits not to attack Qingzhou City.
He endured it, but some people still couldn't.
It was Luo Lie from the Iron Sword Sect. He suppressed his voice:
"Brother Jia, may I ask where the big dragon head is?"
"Um?"
Jia Qing glanced at him coldly:
"It's not strange that you didn't know when you entered the mountain late at night. Big Dragon Head never travels with us. I don't know his whereabouts, and you shouldn't ask!"
Luo Lie's tone paused and he gritted his teeth:
"Then Luo wants to ask, when will the city be attacked? How to attack the city? How to deal with the divine arm crossbow in Qingzhou City? Where is the help that Big Dragon Head mentioned?"
He couldn't bear it anymore.
Even though he didn't read much, Luo Lie had heard his uncle Yan Jinglue talk about military formations.
When marching and fighting, there must be strict planning, and food and grass must be prepared in advance. But at this time, they all arrived at Qingzhou City, but they didn't know anything.
How to fight this?
"To attack the city, we will naturally have to wait until the Qingzhou soldiers are far away. As for the help, the brothers on the Green Forest Road are on the way and may be here soon."
Jia Qing had no intention of paying attention to him.
But seeing Yu Changjing and others looking at him, he still explained a few words:
"As for the divine arm crossbow, the big dragon head must have taken care of it. We just need to wait for orders."
"Brother Jia, you know what the helping hand I asked about is."
Luo Lie lowered his voice.
Yu Changjing's eyes also flashed, and the masters of other sects also looked at him. This helping hand naturally refers to 'Wolf' and 'Li'.
"We'll know when the time comes."
Jia Qing laughed and brushed it off.
Luo Lie gritted his teeth in hatred, but there was nothing he could do.
He could only join up with other leaders and start gathering the 'rebels' who had sneaked in disguised as refugees.
'The rabble...'
Yu Changjing's face was expressionless, but the worry in his heart became even heavier.
Do you want to capture Qingzhou City with such a piece of scattered sand?
If it weren't for the deep hatred between Ji Longshan and Nie Wendong, he would have doubted whether this big dragon leader was a secret spy sent by the imperial court to attack the city.
Come to kill the entire Green Forest Road in Qingzhou.
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What does it mean to have no way to heaven and no door to earth?
The moment the Seven-Star Longyuan Ghost-Slaying Sword bounced up, Yang Yu really felt it!
The power of this sword would never be stronger than what he was doing at this moment, but the moment the sword struck from top to bottom, his back was wet with cold sweat.
This sword has gone beyond the limits of technique and the limits of ordinary people!
It was like a thunder dragon falling from the sky, like a rolling waterfall, like the sound of wind in the forest, and it fit with something in the dark that he couldn't describe at this time.
This is the true killing sword.
Unavoidable and unstoppable!
It seems that the moment the sword falls, it represents the coming of death.
"I can't take this sword..."
Huge terror rose up, and this sword was so terrifying that it was boundless in Yang Yu's eyes.
In a daze, it was as if a giant hand pulled down the night, covering up the light, and the boundless darkness came, threatening to completely submerge him.
This sword is as dark as the sky.
No matter how powerful you are in martial arts, how can you resist the fall of night?
He only had time to clasp his hands in front of his chest to protect himself before he fell into darkness. His five senses seemed to have been cut off from the outside world, but Yang Yu's heart was bright.
Under the huge crisis, he became calmer and calmer.
laugh!
The sharp blade passed through the chest without any obstruction or surprise.
Woohoo~
The purple-gold evil-swallowing treasure gourd was trembling violently. However, just like Yang Yu's palm across his chest, he could not stop the sword from piercing his chest.
There seemed to be some mockery and disdain in the faint sound of the sword roaring like a dragon's roar.
call!
Suddenly, at the moment when the sharp blade pierced his chest, a smile appeared on Yang Yu's gray and defeated face: