Just as Yang Yizhen was crying, Duan Zhengming and Duan Zhengchun bowed deeply in front of Huang Shang, their waists almost bent to the ground.
Compared with the original plot, Duan Zhengming and Duan Zhengchun are in their prime at this time.
Duan Zhengming is in his twenties, has a handsome appearance, and is calm and majestic. Duan Zhengchun is fifteen or sixteen years old, with handsome features and a slightly immature appearance.
As the descendants of the Duan family in Dali, the two of them are not of high status, but they know very well that an egg cannot be destroyed when the nest is overturned. Now that the Duan family is in danger, they run around and come to Puli to ask for help.
Bing, but saw a shocking scene.
Huang Shang was actually helpless.
He was like a firefly in the dark night. No matter how low-key he was, every move he made betrayed him deeply, prompting these two people to come looking for him.
The key is that he really has no interest in saving Dali.
He is not a saint. It would be great if he could govern the Song Dynasty well. Could it be that he still cares about the world and controls all countries?
When I came to Dali, my target was not Mr. Duan, but the Samsara who always used dirty tricks behind me.
However, since the other party was asking for help on his own head, Huang Shang also said smoothly: "You two don't have to be like this. I, the Song Dynasty, regard loyalty and filial piety as the foundation of governing the country, and will never admit that traitors usurp the throne of the king!"
These words were more real than countless false comforts. Duan Zhengming was overjoyed: "Thank you, sir!"
"Huh?"
After Huang Shang finished speaking, his eyes moved slightly.
Just now, with just one word from him, a hidden yet familiar aura suddenly fell from the sky and poured into Duan Zhengming's body.
That aura is somewhat similar to the fortunes of Cai Jing and Han Zhongyan as prime ministers in the past, but it seems to be more advanced.
Dali’s dragon spirit?
Huang Shang sensed it and found that the aura was very thin and far from enough to ascend the throne. It can only be said that it was a good start.
This was already very critical. Duan Zhengming asked: "Where is the envoy going?"
Huang Shang pointed forward: "More than ten miles away, there is a place that is easy to defend and difficult to attack. Is it the old crow's nest?"
Duan Zhengming thought for a while: "On the west side of the Yachi River, which is easy to defend and difficult to attack, there is indeed only the old crow's nest, a place where crows gather. It is favored by the Luo family and is not accessible to ordinary people."
Huang Shangdao: "Your country's Prince Yanqing is in the valley."
Duan Zhengchun was overjoyed when he heard this: "No wonder Yang Yizhen transferred the main force here. Brother, let's go and rescue the prince. With the prince's cheers, all ministries will send troops, and we will definitely be able to quell the chaos!"
Duan Zhengming's face was solemn, he nodded and said: "Now that things have come to a point, the only option is to enter the valley!"
Huang Shang said: "Don't be impatient for a moment. Our imperial army of the Song Dynasty is also in the old crow's nest. We need a long-term plan to save people!"
As Duan Zhengming listened, Duan Zhengchun could no longer suppress the anxious look on his face.
Taking a long-term approach may sound reasonable, but in many cases it amounts to nonsense.
Saving people is like putting out a fire. At this moment, you must make a prompt decision. You must either risk your life or move rescue troops. In the long run, what can you wait for?
As soon as they thought about it, there was a sudden sound of wind behind them, and before they could react, they were covered by a huge shadow.
The two brothers suddenly changed their colors, turned around and made a masculine gesture, and saw a giant who was about ten feet tall wearing a full set of armor, looking down at them.
Butcher:(._.)
Duan Zhengming & Duan Zhengchun:(゜ロ゜)
Xiaoyaozi:(_)
Huang Shang was a little speechless, that's all for the Duan brothers, Xiaoyaozi, why are you joining in the fun?
"What a rich vitality!"
Xiaoyaozi looked at the butcher, not for his size, but for his strong aura of life.
He has traveled all over the country, and Kunlun slaves have seen a lot of them, but they are darker and stronger.
But the size of the person in front of him is not only larger than that of a human being, but also like a small mountain, with a great sense of oppression, and the richness of the life breath is far beyond that of ordinary people.
What Xiaoyaozi pursues is actually an extraordinary path, so he naturally has a great interest in the butcher.
Just as the three of them stared blankly at the butcher, the butcher had already knelt down towards Huang Shang with a bang.
Huang Shang and him looked at each other.
This is the first time the two of them have officially met since they inexplicably accepted this younger brother.
Huang Shang also had a lot of curiosity about the butcher.
I am not only curious about the Western evil god that the other party was originally controlled by, but also curious about whether this method of controlling the power of faith can continue forever.
For Huang Shang, the butcher had no choice but to do so.
He once tried every possible means to get rid of the armor and sword on his body, but he didn't expect that he was only half successful, and was subject to new powers.
Although this Eastern man is much weaker than the original Western evil god, his influence in this world is more direct.
After all, the evil gods of the West don't care about little people like the Butcher, but Huang Shang continued to strengthen the thread of faith, and when Wen Quxing gathered together, it reached the extreme.
From then on, the butcher had no choice but to accept the reality. If Huang Shang didn't call, he would follow the steps and complete the task. If Huang Shang called, he could only be his younger brother.
This kind of thinking is actually very important.
The oppression of Western evil gods did not make him succumb, but the penetration of Eastern Confucianism and Taoism made him change subtly.
For example, at this moment, when Huang Shang raised his hand and asked him to get up, the butcher's heart automatically had a translation: "Get up! My warrior!"
He conveyed the wave of faith: "Fight for you! My master!"
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at the same time.
With the wind blowing at their feet, the two figures climbed over the mountains and ridges, walking on flat ground, and soon approached the border of Dali.
Reincarnators are good at seeking good fortune and avoiding misfortune, especially star-level experts. When the Taoist priest and Xia Hui saw the two big bosses arriving in Dali, they ran away as fast as they could.
In order to avoid Huang Shang and Xiaoyaozi, they did not dare to go east, so naturally they could only choose the west.
Northwest of Dali are the Tubo tribes.
Note, these are the Tubo tribes, not Tubo.
During the Tang Dynasty, Tubo was an independent country. The story of the two falling in love and killing each other could be written in millions of words.
After Tubo converted to Buddhism, it completely lost its blood and fighting spirit, declined and died. By the Song Dynasty, it had become a group of tribal alliances with a very low sense of existence.
Oh, except for one person.
When the Taoist priests and Xia Hui arrived at the border, they suddenly discovered that beacon smoke was rising in the distance, troops were pressing on the border, and a group of monks had already entered the territory of Dali. The leader was young, but he was solemn and had the demeanor of an eminent monk.
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"Hey hey hey, is that Jiumozhi?"
Xia Hui was startled and subconsciously said this man's famous saying: "There are not many people in the world who can beat a poor monk to a draw, but there are quite a few who can beat a poor monk to death! Is he this person?"
The Taoist priest wiped his sweat: "The first half of the sentence is indeed said by Jiumozhi in the TV series. What the hell is the second half of the sentence? After all, Jiumozhi is also one of the Four Heavenly Dragons. It's better to change it. He can beat the poor monk.
There are quite a few who vomit blood!"
Xia Hui glanced at him sideways: "Why do you think I speak venomously, but you think you can speak..."
The Taoist priest pulled her aside and watched Jiumozhi and his entourage disappear: "The civil strife in Dali has caused turmoil in all directions, but no matter how awesome people are, they can't compare with the combination of Huang Shang and Xiaoyaozi. It's right for us to leave.
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Xia Hui said: "The Central Plains is too dangerous. Let's go to the Western Regions. There are less than three months left. We will go back after completing the last big mission with rich rewards..."
Snap!
The Taoist priest covered her mouth and his face changed color: "You are so vicious that you won't even spare yourself. Why are you raising a flag?"
Xia Hui glanced at him sideways: "Feudal superstition kills people. I'm not afraid of luck or supernatural powers. What are you afraid of? What other dangers can there be in the Western Regions?"
The Taoist priest thought about it: "Indeed, the plot force related to the Western Regions, that is, the Mingjiao Bright Summit, is nothing to be afraid of as long as you don't take the initiative to provoke it..."