Chapter 676
The striker is here
Chapter 676 The striker is here
Standing in the red circle, Wu Yushan cursed Daliao Guozuo to the heavens for only a hundred years, and then fell silent.
Wang Er Er put the child down, ran over to have a look, "Mr. Lang, I'm out of breath, but I just didn't close my eyes."
Yang Xuan said angrily: "He will not die in peace!"
"Why?" Wang Laoer rushed back and asked curiously.
Why is this kid so curious?
Looking at Wang Laoer's black and white eyes, Yang Xuan suddenly envied such a childish heart.
Naives are curious about everything in the world, and have an inexplicable affection.You will feel that there are countless beautiful people and things waiting for you in the world ahead.
But what about me?
This question just turned around in my mind for a while before being thrown away by Yang Xuan.
"He cursed Beiliao that he would perish within a hundred years. He probably thought it was impossible! So he died with regret."
Yang Xuan was talking nonsense, but Ning Yayun couldn't stand it anymore, "Why are you coaxing him?"
Yang Xuan was helpless, "Why don't you tell me?"
Ning Yayun said seriously: "There is no immortal dynasty, so whether he curses or not, Beiliao will perish. So, what is he cursing for?"
Wang Lao Er suddenly realized, "He must have regretted it. If I were him, I would curse He Lianfeng not to live this year."
Boom!
A thunderbolt from the blue sky startled Wang Laoer.
"Second, come here!"
Tu Chang called Wang Laoer away with a straight face, "Spit on the ground."
Wang Lao Er was puzzled, "Why?"
"Follow the old man."
"Pooh!"
"Pooh!"
"Children's words are not taboo!"
"I'm not a child!"
"Ok!"
"Oh! Tong Yan Wuji!"
"The wind blows away!"
"The wind blows away!"
Tu Chang felt relieved, "Okay, it's all right."
Wang Laoer muttered, "Gong Tu is getting older and more timid."
The old thief said: "It's better to be careful about many things. If God punishes you, you will be ashes in an instant."
But Wang Laoer said nonchalantly: "God is busy! I don't have time to take care of me!"
This mentality made Ning Yayun smile and said: "If the old man is not lazy, I would like to accept him as a disciple."
"Why?" Yang Xuan asked.
"Xuanmen cultivation requires free and easy, otherwise there is no trace. But everyone in the world has emotions, sorrows, joys, and desires, but... If such a childish heart enters the metaphysics, the cultivation base will definitely improve by leaps and bounds."
"Second child!" Yang Xuan was overjoyed when he heard that, and beckoned to Wang's second child.
"What?" Wang Lao Er was searching for the corpses of the Eagle Guards, counting the money with a purse in his hand, a little carelessly.
"Do you want to be Headmaster Ning's disciple?" Yang Xuan coaxed, "Headmaster Ning has a lot of delicious food."
This time Wang Lao Er shook his head, "No!"
"Why?" Yang Xuan managed to get hold of Ning Yayun's words, but Wang Laoer regarded her as a donkey and exploded in anger.
Wang Lao Er said, "I can't bear to part with Yiniang."
Yang Xuan wanted to pat the back of his head with his hand, but it turned into his back halfway, "Let's play!"
Wang Lao Er cheerfully took the two elders to search for the dead man's things.
"Isn't it a pity?" Ning Yayun smiled and said: "As the disciple of this old man, I can learn the secret skills in metaphysics that cannot be publicized, and if I fail, I can even be the head teacher..."
"It was a pity at first, but then I felt lucky."
"Why?"
Yang Xuan looked at Wang Laoer who found a kit and was happy, and said with a smile: "I have done all this with all my heart, isn't it just to make them happy? But now, he is already very happy."
Ning Yayun glanced at him, "The old man has always thought that you are a utilitarian person."
"Sitting in this position, I don't think it's okay if it's not utilitarian!"
To succeed in rebellion, he must constantly grab resources.
Money, talents, relationships, the army... endless feelings, for which he often feels tired and tired.
You can't do it!
Cao Ying and the others are also working hard, can he, the lord, just sit back and enjoy the success?
The point is, Lao Cao and the others couldn't hold up the shelf even if they tried their best, so he had to do it himself.
"I'm a little anxious, don't worry, the old man won't ask." Ning Yayun smiled.
Yang Xuan said with a smile: "I have been short-tempered since I was a child."
"Be impatient." Ning Yayun saw that Wang's second child searched for a corpse and found nothing. She got up angrily and rolled her eyes. Power, the old man feels that it is a bit inconsistent, it is very awkward."
Lao Ning's sense of smell is too keen.
Yang Xuan quickly changed the subject, "Master, is the curse technique very powerful?"
Ning Yayun squinted her eyes and thought for a while, "The art of cursing originated in ancient times. The living environment of the ancients was poor. When encountering difficulties, they loved to sacrifice to the gods and pray for protection. Priests pray... think about the curse again."
Yang Xuan was stunned, "Praying is asking for a reward from the gods, and cursing... is also asking the gods, but it is not a reward, but a disaster!"
"One body with two sides." Ning Yayun shook her left hand, frowning uncomfortably, "Praying is so illusory, and the curse is also like this at the beginning. Later, someone figured out something... You can say it is crooked."
"The curse of witchcraft?" Yang Xuan thought of Chen Guo.
"It seems that you have thought of that." Ning Yayun said: "In Chen Guoshi, a concubine suddenly reported that the queen used a doll to curse. The date of birth of the emperor is written... That time, 19 people died."
The old thief shook his head, "I think this is God's response to the curse."
"No." Ning Yayun said: "Even if God wants to respond, he should punish the person who practiced the curse instead of harming the innocent."
"It hurts the innocent, it's like incompetent rage." Yang Xuan added.
The two looked at each other, and a feeling of confidant emerged spontaneously.
"The art of cursing is not the right way, that person..." Ning Yayun pointed to Wu Yushu's corpse and said, "If the old man's judgment is not wrong, the population of this person's family will surely wither."
"Backlash?"
"Correct."
"The teacher said backlash, so why didn't God destroy the curse technique?"
Uh!
Lang Jun, your ability to hate people has improved again... The old thief quietly escaped.
Ning Yayun said calmly: "Anything, God will leave a life for it."
"That's a good thing you said, but I have another explanation."
"You said."
"If everything is controlled by God, then what is the world? A trick played by the Creator?"
Ning Yayun couldn't hold back anymore.
Standing there brooding.
"Yes! If everything is predestined by the sky, what is the person doing alive? Why are you still working hard?"
Yang Xuan left a question that was destined to have no answer, and paced around the side freely.
"It's a little risky for Mr. Lang to come out today." Tu Chang advised: "Be careful next time... If you don't have Ning to teach today, Mr. Lang will be in danger."
"Many things must be done."
Yang Xuan didn't want to explain any great truth.
Tu Chang asked, "Is it for Helianyan?"
Yang Xuan didn't answer, but changed his angle, "If it were you, I would do the same."
Tu Chang stopped, watched Yang Xuan walk behind Wang Lao Er, slapped him on the back, and scolded: "Hands are full of blood, and there is no place to wash them, are they dirty?"
Wang Laoer raised his head and said unconvinced: "It was covered all over when we were fighting!"
Tu Chang smiled, turned around, saw Ning Yayun was not far away, looked at Yang Xuan with a smile, and asked, "Has Master Ning found the answer?"
Ning Yayun shook her head, "There are so many things, why are you looking for answers?"
This head teacher made a move today, and people couldn't help being shocked. Tu Chang thought that if such people could be pulled over, it would be of great help!
But don't be in a hurry, be careful to cause resentment.
The sound of horseshoes came faintly.
Wang Lao Er flew on the horse: "Come with me!"
The two elders followed.
Not far ahead, Wang Laoer reined in his horse, "It's a Beiliao ranger!"
He glanced at the number and rode back, "Mr., more than a thousand riders!"
"time to go."
Lin Feibao said.
"The enemy has accelerated."
Uda said, "It's the elite."
More than a thousand rangers from the Northern Liao Dynasty rushed over quickly.
"Not in a hurry."
The war horses of Yang Xuan and others need to rest, if they run away at this moment, they will be chased until they are exhausted.
He got on the horse, and the child was held in front of him by a guard, who shouted curiously: "Master, they are so fierce!"
Yang Xuan smiled and raised his hand.
"Follow me!"
Da da da!
The sound of hoofbeats was neither fast nor slow, and they moved forward slowly.
The child was so nervous that he could barely breathe, and kept muttering, "Run! Run!"
More than a thousand riders arrived.
People and horses are like dragons, and there are many swords and guns.
"The credit is here, surrounded, no one can escape!"
The leading general shouted excitedly.
More than a thousand rangers were divided into two groups, and began to outflank from the left and right.
Yang Xuan said: "Second brother, raise my flag!"
Behind him, Wang Lao Er stretched out his hand, and a flag that was not too big was passed over by someone wearing it on a spear.
Wang Laoer raised his spear high and shouted: "You bitch, do you dare to come?"
On the top of the spear, the Yang character flag fluttered in the wind.
A Northern Liao cavalryman shrank his pupils, "It's Yang Ziqi!"
He pulled the rein suddenly, the horse neighed, and the man stood up.
"Turn around!"
This is the defender of Jinshan City.
The general is also the general of Jinshan City.
Full of confidence, he couldn't help but face a drastic change when he saw the flag.
The child opened his eyes wide, looked at the fierce Beiliao army in surprise, turned around and ran away.
It was as if there were countless ferocious beasts chasing after him, running extremely fast.
"Ah!" He looked at Yang Xuan in surprise.
"Don't hide the killing?" Ning Yayun asked.
"No." Yang Xuan said: "It's better to let them flee in embarrassment and go back to spread fear."
Everyone rode their horses and turned around. When Yang Xuan passed by the child, the child shouted: "Mr. Yang, you are even more fierce!"
Yang Xuan touched the top of his head, laughed and rushed out.
Ning Yayun looked at his back and said softly: "Just a flag can scare away ten times the enemy. What if he is in charge of the northern border? There are more than [-] troops under his command..."
Just thinking about it makes one's mind shake.
Not long after they left, thousands of riders arrived with the previous rangers.
"It was here before." The general swollen one cheek, pointed to the horseshoe print on the ground and said, "Yang Gou and the guards around him are said to be very fierce."
"But you are ten times stronger than him, but you dare not fight, and you have lost Daliao's face!" The general leading the team said coldly, "You fear the enemy like a tiger. No wonder Jinshan City was easily destroyed by Yang Gou."
"He is stealing the city."
"An explanation can only show that you are incompetent! Follow me!"
Thousands of riders traveled all over the world, chasing after him all the way.
Until they encountered a group of Northern Xinjiang scouts.
The Tang army's scouts were outnumbered and returned in defeat.
They ran desperately until they caught up with Yang Xuan and the others.
"Thousands of riders, full of dust?"
Yang Xuan's heart moved, "Could it be that the striker has arrived?"
It should not be so fast!
"The guests are coming, so get ready to welcome them!"
Yang Xuance turned his horse around, "The old thief went back and told Mr. Huang to call some cavalry."
The sound of horseshoes sounded like thunder, coming from behind.
Yang Xuan turned around and saw Jiang Cunzhong.
"Old Jiang!"
Jiang Cunzhong arrived with three thousand riders, "Master asked me to find you."
A simple sentence touched Yang Xuan's heart.
But then I couldn't laugh or cry, thinking that this is treating me like a child or what?
"Msang Gong said that Beiliao is good at sneak attacks. We thought they would arrive in seven or eight days, but it is not certain that their elite cavalry has arrived."
Da da da!
While speaking, smoke and dust appeared in the distance.
Dense black dots appeared.
"Five thousand riders!" Wang Laoer said.
"We can fight!" Jiang Cunzhong said: "It's just a test."
"There's more in the back!" Wang Lao Er said.
There are black spots all over the back.
"Forward of the Northern Liao Army, here we come!"
Jiang Cunzhong looked solemn, "Seven or eight days early. Zitai, you are lucky."
"What do you mean?"
"If you hadn't gone out of the city today to find that group of people to take revenge, you wouldn't have discovered that the enemy's striker had arrived in advance."
The scouts had long been hunted down by those thousands of rangers, so how could they stop to observe the follow-up enemy troops.
The key is inertial thinking. Everyone thinks that the Beiliao forward should arrive in seven or eight days, so the scouts will not try their best to find out the news from the depths.
There are more and more black spots, and big flags appear one after another.
The opposite side also found this side, and amidst the sound of horns, groups of cavalry swarmed out.
Under the banner, the forward general, the king of the North Court, Chen Fangli squinted at the black spots that turned around, and said, "It's a pity."
Beside him was General Zhan Su, who reached out his hand to touch his tanned face, and said, "Since we can't make a surprise attack, then we will fight in an upright manner, which is just what I want."
Chen Fangli said: "Your Majesty ordered my forward army to take the lead, but our army is exhausted from a long distance, and it is not good to attack the strong city. By the way, bring the generals of Jinshan City."
When the general was brought in, Chen Fangli asked, "I seem to have heard who that person was earlier?"
The general said: "Yang Gou..."
"Hmm!" Chen Fangli frowned.
Zhan Su shouted: "Be serious!"
The guard was sweating profusely, "It's Yang Xuan, the governor of Chenzhou."
"Hmm! It's him?" Chen Fangli stroked his beard, followed Yang Xuan and the others who were going away, "He Lianrong in Tanzhou was defeated by him, with heavy casualties. To intercede, he has already become a prisoner at this moment. How is this person?"
The general hesitated again and again.
"Say!" Zhan Su shouted.
The general spoke.
"This man appears and disappears like a ghost with his soldiers. Last time, Jinshan City was destroyed by him."
Zhan Su asked: "If you let all the defenders of Jinshan City go out and fight Yang Xuan, who do you think will win?"
This is the most intuitive view.
The general blurted out: "Yang Xuan!"
Chen Fangli smiled, "The old man is interested in this person."
(End of this chapter)
Standing in the red circle, Wu Yushan cursed Daliao Guozuo to the heavens for only a hundred years, and then fell silent.
Wang Er Er put the child down, ran over to have a look, "Mr. Lang, I'm out of breath, but I just didn't close my eyes."
Yang Xuan said angrily: "He will not die in peace!"
"Why?" Wang Laoer rushed back and asked curiously.
Why is this kid so curious?
Looking at Wang Laoer's black and white eyes, Yang Xuan suddenly envied such a childish heart.
Naives are curious about everything in the world, and have an inexplicable affection.You will feel that there are countless beautiful people and things waiting for you in the world ahead.
But what about me?
This question just turned around in my mind for a while before being thrown away by Yang Xuan.
"He cursed Beiliao that he would perish within a hundred years. He probably thought it was impossible! So he died with regret."
Yang Xuan was talking nonsense, but Ning Yayun couldn't stand it anymore, "Why are you coaxing him?"
Yang Xuan was helpless, "Why don't you tell me?"
Ning Yayun said seriously: "There is no immortal dynasty, so whether he curses or not, Beiliao will perish. So, what is he cursing for?"
Wang Lao Er suddenly realized, "He must have regretted it. If I were him, I would curse He Lianfeng not to live this year."
Boom!
A thunderbolt from the blue sky startled Wang Laoer.
"Second, come here!"
Tu Chang called Wang Laoer away with a straight face, "Spit on the ground."
Wang Lao Er was puzzled, "Why?"
"Follow the old man."
"Pooh!"
"Pooh!"
"Children's words are not taboo!"
"I'm not a child!"
"Ok!"
"Oh! Tong Yan Wuji!"
"The wind blows away!"
"The wind blows away!"
Tu Chang felt relieved, "Okay, it's all right."
Wang Laoer muttered, "Gong Tu is getting older and more timid."
The old thief said: "It's better to be careful about many things. If God punishes you, you will be ashes in an instant."
But Wang Laoer said nonchalantly: "God is busy! I don't have time to take care of me!"
This mentality made Ning Yayun smile and said: "If the old man is not lazy, I would like to accept him as a disciple."
"Why?" Yang Xuan asked.
"Xuanmen cultivation requires free and easy, otherwise there is no trace. But everyone in the world has emotions, sorrows, joys, and desires, but... If such a childish heart enters the metaphysics, the cultivation base will definitely improve by leaps and bounds."
"Second child!" Yang Xuan was overjoyed when he heard that, and beckoned to Wang's second child.
"What?" Wang Lao Er was searching for the corpses of the Eagle Guards, counting the money with a purse in his hand, a little carelessly.
"Do you want to be Headmaster Ning's disciple?" Yang Xuan coaxed, "Headmaster Ning has a lot of delicious food."
This time Wang Lao Er shook his head, "No!"
"Why?" Yang Xuan managed to get hold of Ning Yayun's words, but Wang Laoer regarded her as a donkey and exploded in anger.
Wang Lao Er said, "I can't bear to part with Yiniang."
Yang Xuan wanted to pat the back of his head with his hand, but it turned into his back halfway, "Let's play!"
Wang Lao Er cheerfully took the two elders to search for the dead man's things.
"Isn't it a pity?" Ning Yayun smiled and said: "As the disciple of this old man, I can learn the secret skills in metaphysics that cannot be publicized, and if I fail, I can even be the head teacher..."
"It was a pity at first, but then I felt lucky."
"Why?"
Yang Xuan looked at Wang Laoer who found a kit and was happy, and said with a smile: "I have done all this with all my heart, isn't it just to make them happy? But now, he is already very happy."
Ning Yayun glanced at him, "The old man has always thought that you are a utilitarian person."
"Sitting in this position, I don't think it's okay if it's not utilitarian!"
To succeed in rebellion, he must constantly grab resources.
Money, talents, relationships, the army... endless feelings, for which he often feels tired and tired.
You can't do it!
Cao Ying and the others are also working hard, can he, the lord, just sit back and enjoy the success?
The point is, Lao Cao and the others couldn't hold up the shelf even if they tried their best, so he had to do it himself.
"I'm a little anxious, don't worry, the old man won't ask." Ning Yayun smiled.
Yang Xuan said with a smile: "I have been short-tempered since I was a child."
"Be impatient." Ning Yayun saw that Wang's second child searched for a corpse and found nothing. She got up angrily and rolled her eyes. Power, the old man feels that it is a bit inconsistent, it is very awkward."
Lao Ning's sense of smell is too keen.
Yang Xuan quickly changed the subject, "Master, is the curse technique very powerful?"
Ning Yayun squinted her eyes and thought for a while, "The art of cursing originated in ancient times. The living environment of the ancients was poor. When encountering difficulties, they loved to sacrifice to the gods and pray for protection. Priests pray... think about the curse again."
Yang Xuan was stunned, "Praying is asking for a reward from the gods, and cursing... is also asking the gods, but it is not a reward, but a disaster!"
"One body with two sides." Ning Yayun shook her left hand, frowning uncomfortably, "Praying is so illusory, and the curse is also like this at the beginning. Later, someone figured out something... You can say it is crooked."
"The curse of witchcraft?" Yang Xuan thought of Chen Guo.
"It seems that you have thought of that." Ning Yayun said: "In Chen Guoshi, a concubine suddenly reported that the queen used a doll to curse. The date of birth of the emperor is written... That time, 19 people died."
The old thief shook his head, "I think this is God's response to the curse."
"No." Ning Yayun said: "Even if God wants to respond, he should punish the person who practiced the curse instead of harming the innocent."
"It hurts the innocent, it's like incompetent rage." Yang Xuan added.
The two looked at each other, and a feeling of confidant emerged spontaneously.
"The art of cursing is not the right way, that person..." Ning Yayun pointed to Wu Yushu's corpse and said, "If the old man's judgment is not wrong, the population of this person's family will surely wither."
"Backlash?"
"Correct."
"The teacher said backlash, so why didn't God destroy the curse technique?"
Uh!
Lang Jun, your ability to hate people has improved again... The old thief quietly escaped.
Ning Yayun said calmly: "Anything, God will leave a life for it."
"That's a good thing you said, but I have another explanation."
"You said."
"If everything is controlled by God, then what is the world? A trick played by the Creator?"
Ning Yayun couldn't hold back anymore.
Standing there brooding.
"Yes! If everything is predestined by the sky, what is the person doing alive? Why are you still working hard?"
Yang Xuan left a question that was destined to have no answer, and paced around the side freely.
"It's a little risky for Mr. Lang to come out today." Tu Chang advised: "Be careful next time... If you don't have Ning to teach today, Mr. Lang will be in danger."
"Many things must be done."
Yang Xuan didn't want to explain any great truth.
Tu Chang asked, "Is it for Helianyan?"
Yang Xuan didn't answer, but changed his angle, "If it were you, I would do the same."
Tu Chang stopped, watched Yang Xuan walk behind Wang Lao Er, slapped him on the back, and scolded: "Hands are full of blood, and there is no place to wash them, are they dirty?"
Wang Laoer raised his head and said unconvinced: "It was covered all over when we were fighting!"
Tu Chang smiled, turned around, saw Ning Yayun was not far away, looked at Yang Xuan with a smile, and asked, "Has Master Ning found the answer?"
Ning Yayun shook her head, "There are so many things, why are you looking for answers?"
This head teacher made a move today, and people couldn't help being shocked. Tu Chang thought that if such people could be pulled over, it would be of great help!
But don't be in a hurry, be careful to cause resentment.
The sound of horseshoes came faintly.
Wang Lao Er flew on the horse: "Come with me!"
The two elders followed.
Not far ahead, Wang Laoer reined in his horse, "It's a Beiliao ranger!"
He glanced at the number and rode back, "Mr., more than a thousand riders!"
"time to go."
Lin Feibao said.
"The enemy has accelerated."
Uda said, "It's the elite."
More than a thousand rangers from the Northern Liao Dynasty rushed over quickly.
"Not in a hurry."
The war horses of Yang Xuan and others need to rest, if they run away at this moment, they will be chased until they are exhausted.
He got on the horse, and the child was held in front of him by a guard, who shouted curiously: "Master, they are so fierce!"
Yang Xuan smiled and raised his hand.
"Follow me!"
Da da da!
The sound of hoofbeats was neither fast nor slow, and they moved forward slowly.
The child was so nervous that he could barely breathe, and kept muttering, "Run! Run!"
More than a thousand riders arrived.
People and horses are like dragons, and there are many swords and guns.
"The credit is here, surrounded, no one can escape!"
The leading general shouted excitedly.
More than a thousand rangers were divided into two groups, and began to outflank from the left and right.
Yang Xuan said: "Second brother, raise my flag!"
Behind him, Wang Lao Er stretched out his hand, and a flag that was not too big was passed over by someone wearing it on a spear.
Wang Laoer raised his spear high and shouted: "You bitch, do you dare to come?"
On the top of the spear, the Yang character flag fluttered in the wind.
A Northern Liao cavalryman shrank his pupils, "It's Yang Ziqi!"
He pulled the rein suddenly, the horse neighed, and the man stood up.
"Turn around!"
This is the defender of Jinshan City.
The general is also the general of Jinshan City.
Full of confidence, he couldn't help but face a drastic change when he saw the flag.
The child opened his eyes wide, looked at the fierce Beiliao army in surprise, turned around and ran away.
It was as if there were countless ferocious beasts chasing after him, running extremely fast.
"Ah!" He looked at Yang Xuan in surprise.
"Don't hide the killing?" Ning Yayun asked.
"No." Yang Xuan said: "It's better to let them flee in embarrassment and go back to spread fear."
Everyone rode their horses and turned around. When Yang Xuan passed by the child, the child shouted: "Mr. Yang, you are even more fierce!"
Yang Xuan touched the top of his head, laughed and rushed out.
Ning Yayun looked at his back and said softly: "Just a flag can scare away ten times the enemy. What if he is in charge of the northern border? There are more than [-] troops under his command..."
Just thinking about it makes one's mind shake.
Not long after they left, thousands of riders arrived with the previous rangers.
"It was here before." The general swollen one cheek, pointed to the horseshoe print on the ground and said, "Yang Gou and the guards around him are said to be very fierce."
"But you are ten times stronger than him, but you dare not fight, and you have lost Daliao's face!" The general leading the team said coldly, "You fear the enemy like a tiger. No wonder Jinshan City was easily destroyed by Yang Gou."
"He is stealing the city."
"An explanation can only show that you are incompetent! Follow me!"
Thousands of riders traveled all over the world, chasing after him all the way.
Until they encountered a group of Northern Xinjiang scouts.
The Tang army's scouts were outnumbered and returned in defeat.
They ran desperately until they caught up with Yang Xuan and the others.
"Thousands of riders, full of dust?"
Yang Xuan's heart moved, "Could it be that the striker has arrived?"
It should not be so fast!
"The guests are coming, so get ready to welcome them!"
Yang Xuance turned his horse around, "The old thief went back and told Mr. Huang to call some cavalry."
The sound of horseshoes sounded like thunder, coming from behind.
Yang Xuan turned around and saw Jiang Cunzhong.
"Old Jiang!"
Jiang Cunzhong arrived with three thousand riders, "Master asked me to find you."
A simple sentence touched Yang Xuan's heart.
But then I couldn't laugh or cry, thinking that this is treating me like a child or what?
"Msang Gong said that Beiliao is good at sneak attacks. We thought they would arrive in seven or eight days, but it is not certain that their elite cavalry has arrived."
Da da da!
While speaking, smoke and dust appeared in the distance.
Dense black dots appeared.
"Five thousand riders!" Wang Laoer said.
"We can fight!" Jiang Cunzhong said: "It's just a test."
"There's more in the back!" Wang Lao Er said.
There are black spots all over the back.
"Forward of the Northern Liao Army, here we come!"
Jiang Cunzhong looked solemn, "Seven or eight days early. Zitai, you are lucky."
"What do you mean?"
"If you hadn't gone out of the city today to find that group of people to take revenge, you wouldn't have discovered that the enemy's striker had arrived in advance."
The scouts had long been hunted down by those thousands of rangers, so how could they stop to observe the follow-up enemy troops.
The key is inertial thinking. Everyone thinks that the Beiliao forward should arrive in seven or eight days, so the scouts will not try their best to find out the news from the depths.
There are more and more black spots, and big flags appear one after another.
The opposite side also found this side, and amidst the sound of horns, groups of cavalry swarmed out.
Under the banner, the forward general, the king of the North Court, Chen Fangli squinted at the black spots that turned around, and said, "It's a pity."
Beside him was General Zhan Su, who reached out his hand to touch his tanned face, and said, "Since we can't make a surprise attack, then we will fight in an upright manner, which is just what I want."
Chen Fangli said: "Your Majesty ordered my forward army to take the lead, but our army is exhausted from a long distance, and it is not good to attack the strong city. By the way, bring the generals of Jinshan City."
When the general was brought in, Chen Fangli asked, "I seem to have heard who that person was earlier?"
The general said: "Yang Gou..."
"Hmm!" Chen Fangli frowned.
Zhan Su shouted: "Be serious!"
The guard was sweating profusely, "It's Yang Xuan, the governor of Chenzhou."
"Hmm! It's him?" Chen Fangli stroked his beard, followed Yang Xuan and the others who were going away, "He Lianrong in Tanzhou was defeated by him, with heavy casualties. To intercede, he has already become a prisoner at this moment. How is this person?"
The general hesitated again and again.
"Say!" Zhan Su shouted.
The general spoke.
"This man appears and disappears like a ghost with his soldiers. Last time, Jinshan City was destroyed by him."
Zhan Su asked: "If you let all the defenders of Jinshan City go out and fight Yang Xuan, who do you think will win?"
This is the most intuitive view.
The general blurted out: "Yang Xuan!"
Chen Fangli smiled, "The old man is interested in this person."
(End of this chapter)