There are major taboos on the battlefield, and those who are generals wear white armor, which is one of them.

According to the veterans on the battlefield, the battlefield is ruthless, and the more ordinary the clothes are, the less likely it is to attract the enemy's attention. White robe armor happens to be a dazzling existence and is very likely to become the target of the enemy's siege. Therefore, in order not to cause trouble, almost no soldiers choose white armor.

Xiao Chenbiao was unconventional and asked his father for this white armor that others could not avoid when he was young.

Six-year-old Xiao Chen had a heroic dream early on, dreaming of thousands of troops avoiding white robes. Now, looking at it again, this dream is probably impossible. With his martial arts, it would be good to be able to live safely, not to mention those charges.

But when you grow up, you can see that no matter what, this white armor is always handsome enough.

The Yangming Sect is located in Yangming Mountain, Qinglong City, Wei Kingdom, about one day away from Yong'an. On the way, there are two cities, Xuanwu and Zhuque. However, Xiao Chen led the brave and warlike black armored army this time, and everyone is matched with the best sweat and blood horse among the horses. If you run at full speed, it will be about half a day away.

If it were in the past, Xiao Chen would naturally not dare to make such a big move. Wei State had a strict system for mobilizing troops. Even the kings and princes on the border could not mobilize troops at will. Once discovered, they would be punished as if they were unstoppable and intend to rebel.

But now the Wei Kingdom is in a turmoil and everyone is unable to take care of themselves, so they simply give Xiao Chen a chance to do whatever he wants.

It is something Xiao Chen wanted to do since he was a child, but today he finally had the opportunity to show his strength.

The black wind ran wildly, and the wind brought about by Xiao Chen's long flowing hair. Xiao Chen squinted his eyes and looked into the distance. He didn't know what comments would be made by future generations as King Yong'an when they see today.

But Xiao Chen always believed that if someone did not offend me, I would not offend others. If someone offends me, I would be punished even if it is far away. Ke Yongchang dared to offend him, Xiao Chen, then he should die. The truth is always like this...at least, this is true here in Xiao Chen.

Heifeng was very fast, but this was a pain in Shi Cai, who had been following Xiao Chen tightly.

Although Shi Cai often followed Xiao Chen up the mountain to hunt together when he was in Kyoto, he was just doing it. Shi Cai went out and sat on the back of a horse and let the servants take a leisurely bag around the wind. It was not like today that he was really a life-long run.

"Xiao Chen, slow down... slow down, I can't hold it anymore." Shi Cai, behind him, looked exhausted, and his face turned red due to the scorching sun.

Xiao Chen smiled slightly as he looked at this scene, but instead slapped the horse's back and accelerated the speed. Although Shi Cai was tired, he did not give up and was still chasing him.

Xiao Chen in front of him had thoughtful thoughts on his face. The reason why he brought Shi Cai was deliberate.

The Wei Kingdom is about to be in chaos. Although Shi Cai will not be affected too much, things in the world are impermanent, and people must always make the worst plans.

Shi Cai, who has been in the gentle place for many years, has a much weaker body than himself. During this trip to Yangnan, even if Shi Cai stretches his muscles and bones, he will wash his brain that has been soaked by the wind and moon.

In that way, if one day I saw the scene of corpses everywhere, this kid would not have been scared to pee his pants and lose his face as a playboy in vain.

Passing by Xuanwu Zhuque, Xiao Chen could clearly feel the tension of the local prefect when he saw Xiao Chen bringing troops. However, after Xiao Chen revealed his identity, the timid prefects still silently chose to be less than more and open the door and let Xiao Chen leave.

Before that day, Xiao Chen led the Heijia Army to the foot of Yangming Mountain. Xiao Chen ordered the Heijia Army to set up a tent around the mountain road and rest. He took Shi Cai to another mountain next to Yangming Mountain.

When they arrived at the top of the mountain, Xiao Chen turned over and got off the horse and took off the fire that had already been placed on the horse's back. The two of them sat cross-legged on the top of the mountain.

He poured himself a glass, and then another one for Shicai. Xiao Chen handed the glass to Shicai and laughed softly, "Try it?"

Shi Cai, who was unknown, took a whole cup of Liehuo and took a deep breath. The next moment, the smell of Liehuo was so choked that tears burst out.

"Cough cough cough..." Shi Cai coughed while spitting out the wine that he had not had time to swallow, and said with a bitter look on his face, "What's this?"

Xiao Chen picked up the wine glass and took a sip, his face as usual: "The fire is burning."

Shi Cai scratched his head and muttered, "There is still this wine?"

Looking at Shi Cai in front of him, Xiao Chen seemed to see his former self and explained gently: "Firefire is the strongest wine in the world, but because of this, most people are not used to drinking it, and eventually become the favorite of people in the industry."

"Every time I experience a war, or if I am about to experience a war, the military camp that has always prohibited wine will give each of the soldiers a glass of fire."

Shi Cai tilted his head and said, "Why?"

Xiao Chen thoughtfully said, "They said that if you are injured like this, it won't hurt too much."

After listening to the story of the fire, Shi Cai still looked at the wine pot in front of him with a look of disgust.

"If you didn't say this, I wouldn't believe that there are people in this world who drink this kind of wine if they weren't there."

Xiao Chen poured himself a cup and said, "Yes, I used to be the same as you thought."

Standing up, Xiao Chen looked at Yangming Mountain not far away, and Xiao Chen murmured: "You said, why do people in this world like to drink this wine?"

Xiao Chen couldn't even understand it. Shi Cai had first come into contact with this thing, so how could he understand it?

"Just say, you're traveling so far, just to invite me to drink this?" Shi Cai asked in confusion.

"Not all." Xiao Chen turned his head and showed a bright smile at Shicai: "Tonight, I will let you see the most beautiful fireworks in the world."

As the two were talking, Zhang Gu had already stepped in front of Xiao Chen: "Prince, the guards of the Qunying Pavilion have completely surrounded the entire Yangming Mountain and can launch an attack at any time."

Xiao Chen turned his head and asked, "Where are Ouyang Xu and others?"

Zhang Gu said: "According to the prince's order, I have already stepped up to Yangming Mountain first."

Xiao Chen nodded: "Tell him, Ke Yongchang, I want to live."

After a pause, Xiao Chen said again: "If it really doesn't work, it's okay to die."

Zhang Gu bowed and slowly retreated.

Shi Cai, who had all this in his ears, stared at Xiao Chen with a look of surprise and shock.

"You... are you bringing me to kill someone?"

Xiao Chen turned his head to look at Yangming Mountain. On the side of the mountain, the towering buildings were vaguely visible among the towering ancient trees.

Xiao Chen sat back on the grass, poured himself a cup of fire, raised his glass at Shicai and said, "Do you want to do a little more?"

...

That night, a series of fighting and wailing sounds came from Yangming Mountain.

Although they are all martial arts people, facing the Black Armor Army who have been selected and experienced many battles, and the assistance of the guards of the Hei Pavilion, how can the disciples of the Yangming Sect be their opponents?
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