Perhaps it was Xiao Jinglan's silence that helped him increase his arrogance, and Zheng Kebao's words were so loud.

He looked at Xiao Jinglan provocatively. He was not familiar with Xiao Jinglan, and even the position of the chief general was only raised after the former chief general died in battle. He had only heard of Xiao Jinglan, the genius young marshal, but had never seen him.

By the time he sat in the position of the chief general, Xiao Jinglan had already been seriously injured and his command and control of the Xiao family army was limited to the only few letters a year. Therefore, he did not feel convinced or respected Xiao Jinglan.

In his opinion, a teenager, no matter how powerful he is, is not because he is the son of the old Qin King and has a good background, so everyone holds him.

As for those real swords and guns, no matter how much they compare, they can't compare with them, such veterans who have experienced many battles.

After all, Xiao Jinglan is too young.

When he heard that Xiao Jinglan had been recuperating in the capital and suddenly appeared under the city of Guancheng, although he was shocked, but now he came to his senses, Zheng Kebao did not take Xiao Jinglan too seriously.

What kind of storm can a coach who has not entered the camp for six years cause?

What's more...his legs...

Zheng Kebao heard that Xiao Jinglan was a disabled person, but he didn't expect that he could leave by himself, but in his opinion, he was probably just a force to hold on, and he might not be sure to fall down at any time.

"Your White Deer Pass?" Xiao Jinglan suddenly said.

When Zheng Kebao heard this, he immediately realized that he had made a mistake. Although he did regard Bailu Pass and the 30,000 Xiao family troops here as his own personal belongings, it was always bad to say it in front of Xiao Jinglan.

He hurriedly said, "Wang..."

As soon as a word was heard, a figure suddenly flashed in front of him, and slapped him hard with a slap.

This slap was not the kind that was floating in the harem in the harem, but was like an iron palm fan, hitting him heavily in the face.

Zheng Kebao was slapped off the chair and beat him a few times before stopping. He raised his head and said angrily: "Prince, I respect you as the prince. This is how you indulge your slaves to beat the generals in charge of soldiers!"

Uncle Yan stood beside the chair where Zheng Kebao was originally sitting, and suddenly saw something on his cloak. He frowned and said, "Are you Yan Yun's Eighteen Riders? Which one are you ranked?"

Hearing this, although Zheng Kebao was angry, he couldn't help but look a little proud, and raised his chest and said, "I am ranked ninth. If you are apologizing to me now, I will only chop you up with one hand for the sake of the prince!"

For Xiao Jinglan's sake, he also wanted to chop Yan Bo's hand. This was not to give face, it was clearly a slap in Xiao Jinglan's face.

Bo Yan bowed to Xiao Jinglan and said, "Prince, the old slave is a little itchy. Please allow the old slave to compete with the ninth cavalry."

Xiao Jinglan didn't say anything, but just nodded lightly.

"You want to compete with me?" Zheng Kebao thought he had heard it wrong. The man had even gray hair. After he punched him, he would not have broken him up.

Just as he wanted to refuse, Yan Bo said, "The Eighteen Cavalry of Yanyun is the name that only the most brave soldiers in the Xiao family army can obtain. He can never refuse the challenge of the people of the Xiao family army. General Zheng would not want to refuse me, right? Could it be that he dare not?"

When Xiao Jinglan's Eighteen Cavalry was originally Xiao Jinglan's grandfather and the founding emperor of the Western Qin Dynasty conquered the world, the eighteen guards who followed him were all famous for their bravery. During the war, these eighteen people were either dead or injured, and when the Western Qin Dynasty established them, there were only six people left.

In order to commemorate them, Xiao Jinglan's grandfather held a ring match in Xiao Jing's army, and took out the most brave 18 and named it Yanyun Eighteen Cavalry.

Every three years, this arena competition will be held again, and the personnel of the 18 Cavalry of Yanyun are always mobile, but whether they have been eliminated or not, as long as they have been selected for the 18 Cavalry of Yanyun, it is something that the Xiao family army is worthy of pride for the rest of their lives.

The current Eighteen Cavalry of Yanyun can even add a horse-step flying swallow embroidery to the clothes to show their honor.

It was when Yan Bo saw the horse-stepped flying swallow embroidery on Zheng Kebao's clothes that he said what he wanted to compete with him.

"Just! What's the matter not to me! Just compare!"

Zheng Kebao got up from the ground and said angrily: "Let's go, go to the martial arts venue now!"

"No need, just here." Yan Bo put one hand behind his back and said, "I won't bully you, I will let you have one hand."

Unconcealed contempt.

Zheng Kebao was so angry that even if he had a good temper, he would be angry if he was underestimated like this. What's more, Zheng Kebao's temper was not good at all. He roared: "You don't have to let him go!"

As he said that, he bowed and rushed forward.

Although he was arrogant, his skills were really good. The generals all over the tent looked at Yan Bo sympathetically, as if he could have predicted his next fate.

But what they never expected was that in just three moves, Zheng Kebao was like a broken sack and was thrown to the ground by Yan Bo.

"Is the Eighteen Cavalry of Yanyun so useless now?" Uncle Yan shook his head, all dissatisfied.

Everyone in the tent was staring at him. He actually defeated Zheng Kebao, who ranked ninth in the Eighteen Cavalry of Yanyun, and gave up one hand, and only used three moves.

A Yan Guard beside Xiao Jinglan spoke at this time: "Have you ever heard that there was a Yan leader who was unbeaten in the seven consecutive 18 cavalry competitions. He was personally given the name Bo by the former prince and was forever the leader of the 18 cavalry?"

What?

Zheng Kebao stared at Yan Bo in surprise. This thin and weak old man actually...

"I was loved by Yan Ju, and I personally gave the name Bo, and I was named Yan Bo Ju." Yan Bo said with a smile.

He has been in the Qin Palace as the butler for the past six years, and everyone called him Yan Bo, but who knew that the word Bo was not a respectful title for age, but because he was the leader of the eighteen cavalry of Yan Yun.

"I shouldn't bully you juniors, get up." Yan Bo walked to Zheng Kebao and pulled him up. Zheng Kebao was forced to stand up by Yan Bo's force. Just when he leaned towards Yan Bo for a while out of inertia, Yan Bo said indifferently: "I can't beat the prince."

Zheng Kebao's body stiffened violently and looked at Xiao Jinglan in disbelief.

As the leader of the eighteen cavalry, there is no need to lie to him. But Xiao Jinglan is not both of his legs and has been seriously ill for six years. Such a person is still better than Yan Bo? How did he practice it?

Could it be that there is really the word "genius" in this world?

Xiao Jinglan sat quietly on the rider, Yuan Xiyue Zhi, even if he remained silent, had a powerful aura that made people have to bow their heads.

However, he was blinded by lard before and didn't even see it.

"Prince..." Zheng Kebao shouted in a daze.

"You are not worthy of being the Xiao family army." Xiao Jinglan finally spoke and said coldly.

He stood up, his eyes swept over the generals sitting with sharp eyes, and his voice was like the cold winter frost: "The Xiao family army only asks about morality, not victory or defeat. The Tao is where the Tao is, even if it is broken, I will go. The Xiao family army is as close as brothers, as secretly as brothers, and will never abandon their companions even if they are swords and fire. Which of these two points can you do?"

From beginning to end, he sat on the chair and didn't say much, but at this moment he only said a few words, which made him ashamed to find a crack in the floor to get in.

"The Xiao family army has fallen to this point. This is my fault. But from today on, I will let you know what the Xiao family army is, and I will let you know what the Xiao family army can be invincible and defeat in every battle!"

"The last general... I'm willing to obey the command of the prince!" At this time, Zheng Kebao was not convinced at all. He knelt down on one knee, folded his hands, and slapped a military salute.

The chief generals knelt down, and the other generals naturally knelt down one after another.

"Catch the person out." Xiao Jinglan ordered.

Yan Wei, who was with him, immediately walked to the general and brought out a few people without saying a word.

"Prince, why did you catch me..."

"Prince, what mistake did the last general make..."

They were still yelling, but Xiao Jinglan just opened his lips and said, "Kill!"

A cold light flashed, and the people didn't even have time to scream, and the corpse was on the spot.

Zheng Kebao looked at Xiao Jinglan in shock, and Yan Bo had already explained: "These people are spies sent by Cheng Huang to the Xiao family army. They have been harmed by the Xiao family army for a long time. General Zheng was not careful to think about it. Are these people who shook the morale of the army and flinched every time they wavered the morale of the army?"

Zheng Kebao thought for a moment and immediately changed his expression.

He was comfortable for too long and free for too long, and he didn't even know that the spy came to him.

On the contrary, although Xiao Jinglan was in the capital, he understood everything thousands of miles away clearly. His hands were neat and accurate, and his ability to use people were so efficient that it was so scary.

At this time, Zheng Kebao finally believed that the rumors about Xiao Jinglan in the army had never been exaggerated at all, only inadequate.

Xiao Jinglan looked at him and said coldly: "The Xiao family army does not raise useless people. Whether you can be competent for this general is up to you to prove it to me. I will pass on my military orders, order my troops, and leave the pass immediately!"

...

The Xiao family army at Fairy Pass persisted for another day and finally reached the point where they were out of ammunition and food.

Not only did the gunpowder jar beating wood and throwing stones all out, but there was no more arrow.

If the people of Beiliang rushed up again, they could only wait for the people of Beiliang to reach the wall and fight against them with their spears and swords.

The people of Beiliang were already red in their eyes at this time. More and more people fell in the army. They had to take the Fairy Pass. Only in this way can they make up for some of the losses they suffered from killing and looting.

Almost everyone rushed to the city wall, and even Feng Wuyou and Yunwei's more than 30 people joined the guarding team. At first, when Feng Wuyou wanted to go up to the city wall, Cheng Zhijie shouted nonsense, but when he saw Feng Wuyou's skills, he swallowed the sentence back.

He really didn't expect that this princess was not only brave and agile, but also so good at it.
Chapter completed!