The cold wind blew, heavy snow suddenly fell, and snowflakes like goose feathers scattered one after another. Before long, Yanzhou City was covered with a layer of pale white inside and outside.
In the snow, the visitor walked slowly and quickly, his thin white robe filled with cold wind, but the falling snowflakes could not get close and were blown away.
A few miles away, there seemed to be a will that was even more intense than in the middle of winter. It caused a stir on the city wall, bowstrings shaking, and armor clattering one after another.
“Ma Long Tu!“
On the city wall, the naked upper body of the big man shook his body, as if facing a formidable enemy.
The name of this person is extremely famous on the Northwest Road.
Ma Longtu was born in one of the eight sacred mountains of the Heavenly Wolf Court, but his status was not high. He was often bullied when he was young, and he only rose to prominence after being taught his skills by strangers.
But he was different from other Sirius people. Because of his relationship with the strange man, he yearned for the Ming Dynasty so much that he once came to the Northwest Road under a pseudonym to learn from his master.
He was extremely talented, and in just twenty years he forged hundreds of scriptures and became a master. However, because of his identity being exposed, he was hunted down by the northwest martial arts community.
In the following decades, he returned several times for revenge and committed great crimes.
He relied on fighting to support fighting, and the more he fought, the stronger he became. Finally, more than 20 years ago, after being severely wounded by the Northwest King, he gained a glimpse of the secret and became a great master.
In the list of mountains and rivers circulated among the people, he is ranked seventh, ahead of the masters of all the major sects, even in the newly compiled and usurped list of splendid mountains and rivers by the imperial court.
Its ranking is also extremely high.
Not to mention one state or one prefecture, but if you look at one area, or even one country and the whole world, he is also the top master.
"Brother Ma is right. Yan has been waiting for you for a long time."
Seeing the person coming, Lord Yan Dong responded loudly, as if he had been waiting for a long time, and ordered the city gate to be opened, and the soldiers lined up on both sides and bowed to greet him.
"Yandongjun."
Ma Longtu narrowed his eyes slightly, but did not refuse. He came calmly and walked into Yanzhou City Gate in full view of everyone.
Yanzhou City in the heavy snow was desolate.
There was still the smell of gunpowder smoke and blood in the air. There were no pedestrians on the long street, only soldiers in twos and threes patrolling with swords.
Faintly, one could still hear unsuppressed crying.
Looking at it is depressing.
"Forty-seven years ago, my first stop on the Northwest Road was Yanzhou City."
Ma Longtu seems to be sighing.
He had been to Yanzhou City, and it was Yanzhou City that had not recovered its vitality after the Battle of Liujishan.
But even Yanzhou City at that time was far more prosperous and lively than what we see today.
Troubled times...
There were ripples in his heart, and he felt a bit disgusted with the rebels in the city. If they were allowed to continue their destruction, wouldn't it only be a mess after entering the customs in a few years?
"Brother Ma arrived much later than Yan expected."
Lord Yan Dong walked down slowly. A group of masters stood beside him with solemn expressions. On the city wall, a group of soldiers also wielded divine arm crossbows.
Facing such a great master, no one dares to be careless.
"Brother Yan's reaction was a bit unexpected. Ma thought you would set up a dragnet."
Ma Longtu gathered his thoughts and smiled faintly.
He didn't care about the life and death of the Sirius people, but he didn't even care about the suffering of some Ming people.
"Brother Ma is joking."
Yan Dongjun smiled warmly and raised his hand to greet Ma Longtu, asking him to go to the restaurant for a chat.
The latter has no fear and moves forward calmly.
There was no one in the city, and the restaurant was quite deserted. Only the waiters and the shopkeeper were waiting cautiously. They were quick and quick and quickly set up a banquet.
There are chickens and ducks, cattle and sheep, and there are also fine wines and beautiful people to accompany you.
"Brother Ma, it's hard work coming from afar, so please drink up this cup."
Everyone sat down and Yan Dongjun smiled slightly.
A girl wearing thin gauze and a pale complexion raised her glass from Zhan Keke and handed it to her. Ma Longtu frowned slightly:
"Brother Yan knows my purpose, so why do you need to play these tricks? You can talk, but drink, so you don't have to."
laugh!
Before he finished speaking, a flash of cold light struck the woman's jade-like neck with a sound of cracking silk.
Ma Longtu casually held the edge of the sword:
"Such a beauty, placed on the grassland, can be exchanged for dozens of cattle and sheep. It would be a pity to kill her."
"I can't even make a toast, so what's the use of you?"
Yan Dongjun didn't even look at the pale-faced maid, drank all the wine in the glass, and then said:
"Brother Ma, if you like it, you can choose at will. Although Yanzhou is not a big state, there are still thousands of beautiful people to choose from..."
"A wise man has something to say, and when he is polite, he must ask for something from others."
Ma Longtu looked cold:
"It's a pity that I am determined to win the army. Not to mention women and property, even the land of a state and counties is not enough to make Yan change his mind."
As his words echoed, the expressions of everyone at the table changed.
"Drink."
After finishing the glass of wine, Ma Longtu lowered his eyes and lowered his lamp:
"You have a cup of tea to convince me."
"Go down."
Yan Dongjun suppressed his smile, waved his hand, and everyone except the giant man with his bare upper body retreated.
"The three northwest states are all in my hands. Although there are still some slight mistakes, they are pretty much the same. Daocheng is already under our encirclement and cannot be taken down soon."
"Can't we get down soon?"
Ma Longtu heard this and sneered:
"Do you think I have never been to Daocheng? Without cooperation inside and outside, even if you have an army of 300,000, you can't even think of conquering it! The Northwest King is not dead!"
"But he is dying."
Yan Dongjun looked calm:
"According to legend, Daoguo has seven kills, which means killing to feed killing. Now that you have come to the Northwest Road, besides my broken army, you also want to kill that old guy and use his merits for yourself, right?"
Sha Po Lang is the rank of that big shot in the White Mountains and Black Waters.
He didn't know why that person wanted to peel off the Dao Fruit, but he knew very clearly that these three Dao Fruits were so powerful that without the help of Po Jun, even if he had the support of various rebels, he would never be able to win the Three Prefectures.
land.
And Seven Kills is stronger than Po Jun.
According to legend, those who are pregnant with the Seven Killers, bathing in blood can improve their merits, kill people and seize luck. The more they fight, the stronger they become, and the more they kill, the stronger they become.
The one with the highest merit in the Northwest Way is naturally the Northwest King.
"He, I will kill him."
Ma Longtu did not deny it, but his eyes became colder:
"time is limited."
"The Northwest Road is one of the two major racecourses in the Ming Dynasty. If Brother Ma is willing, it can also become Tianlang's racecourse."
"Um?"
Hearing this sentence, Ma Long Tucai seemed to be a little interested:
"Are you willing to surrender?" Of course not.
Yan Dongjun paused slightly and said:
"The Northwest Passage has horse farms and many mines. As long as Brother Ma is willing, after taking the Northwest Passage, I can open a market and exchange supplies with your country."
"Liuji Mountain stretches across thousands of miles, and the mountains are endless. Do you want to trade with each other?"
Ma Longtu's eyes narrowed slightly, and his aura became more and more dangerous:
"You still want to attack Long Yuan? Your background is not enough to rule the two realms. The three heroes of Long Yuan are not just ordinary people."
"The three heroes of Long Yuan are indeed great, but so what?"
Seeing that he seemed to have a reaction, Yan Dongjun continued:
"The Ming Dynasty is rich in resources. Whether it's medicinal herbs, minerals, beauties, craftsmen or other things, they are all rare things outside the customs. Brother Ma, is it possible that you are not tempted?"
Heartbeat?
Ma Longtu was indeed a little moved, but...
"It's a pity, I am determined to win the army..."
After another glass of wine, Ma Longtu's breath became colder and colder: "Brother Yan, are you still trying to convince me? The time is almost here."
Wow~
The giant man suddenly stood up, his energy so powerful that the entire restaurant shook.
"Second child."
Yan Dongjun's expression remained unchanged, he stopped his subordinates' rage and smiled slightly:
"Po Jun, I can give it to you, but you need to help me obtain the Northwest Road and any of the Longyuan Prefectures."
"Are you kidding?"
Ma Longtu almost smiled.
"Yan Mou never jokes."
Feeling the evil aura coming towards his face, Yan Dongjun became calmer and calmer, his expression unchanged:
"The Breaking Military Dao Fruit is therefore precious. But Yan knew that his merits were insufficient, and from beginning to end, he never thought about possessing it. Coincidentally, this Dao Fruit is not inseparable from the classics..."
"Um?"
Ma Longtu's eyes became intense and his willpower increased, but he really didn't notice where Po Jun was, but...
"Yanzhou has a population of tens of millions. Brother Ma can also search for them one by one."
Yan Dongjun smiled slightly:
"You can also cooperate with me. Afterwards, Po Jun will be given with both hands."
"Why should I trust you?"
Ma Longtu's eyes became extremely dangerous.
"Although Po Jun is good, Yan has no intention of killing the Seven Divine Palaces. He only wants to fight for a lifetime of wealth. If Brother Ma doesn't believe it, just do it."
Yan Dongjun did not evade or dodge, but his eyes did not give in at all.
call!
There was a solemn atmosphere in the restaurant.
After a long time, Ma Longtu spoke:
"I am determined to get the fruits of the Tao! I also want pills, horses, black iron, gold and silver, women, and craftsmen!"
"OK!"
Yan Dongjun was heartbroken and laughed back:
"The land is indispensable, and the rest is indispensable!"
Huhu~
The sudden heavy snow blew across the entire Northwest Road in one day, covering the three states and twenty-nine prefectures. In an instant, the heaven and the earth were covered.
The scorching winter days were the most difficult in previous years, but now, many people are relieved.
The war that lasted for more than half a year finally ended temporarily with this heavy snow.
laugh!
The strong wind popped up and killed several wild dogs whose eyes were red with hunger. Yang Yu couldn't help but frown.
The chaos of war is so terrible that at some point it can be compared to a natural disaster.
The first time he stepped onto the Northwest Road, he almost thought he was back in Deyang Mansion. It was the same deserted place for hundreds of miles and no roosters crowing for thousands of miles. The difference was that one was hot and the other was cold.
Xilulu~
The dragon horse neighed, trampled several other wild dogs to death, and gave them a few more bites before heading off into the distance.
Not long after, Yang Prison stopped.
In the distance, there was a city in sight. Instead of moving forward, he fired a resounding arrow. Not long after, a group of people came from a distance urging their horses.
But it was the outpost sent by Wang Muzhi to the Northwest Road.
"Yang...Uncle Yang."
The old man who appeared to be about fifty years old stood up and dismounted, his voice hesitant.
"it's me."
Yang Yu glanced at it.
Most of Wang Muzhi's disciples are Confucian scholars. Among the dozen or so people in front of him, the one with the highest martial arts skills has only changed blood nine times, and can barely be considered a good fighter.
However, this is only for him. For ordinary people, the dozen or so people in front of him are all masters of one against a hundred.
"Uncle Master, the rebels have occupied almost the entire Northwest Road, leaving only Daocheng and some remote counties."
The old man had some doubts in his heart, but he still revealed all the information he had collected without any reservations or any concealment.
While speaking, he was always observing the face of his junior uncle. Seeing his expressionless face, he felt a little disappointed:
"There seem to be traces of the rebel army outside Pingshui County. I dare to ask my uncle, what should we do?"
"You just need to collect information. There is no need to change it now."
Yang Yu looked far into the distance, even the heavy snow could not cover his eyes: