Jiang Wang also only explained some principles of recuperation and recuperation in a gentle voice.

To this day, among all the powerful impressions Jiang Wang had about the Qi State, the one that impressed him the most was still the scene when he arrived at the Qi State at the beginning of the year and saw ordinary people going on an outing at will.

There are no evil beasts, no evil spirits, and the sun is bright and clear.

The shock he felt at that time was something he would never forget.

If Maplewood City was still around, he wished the elders in his hometown could live this kind of life.

He has never learned the art of governing the country, nor does he understand the relationship between a strong people and a strong country. But I think if the people can live a good life, the country will not be much weaker.

In the middle of chatting.

From a distance, a cavalry force of nearly a thousand people came rushing towards them. Their horses' hooves as big as bowls advanced in unison, making the official road sound like a drum.

It's close in a moment.

The leader was a young man, wearing leather armor, carrying a long bow on his back, and a bright silver gun on his victory hook. As he looked around, he looked like a very charming person.

His voice was clear and clear, and he said from a distance: "But in front of Marquis Wu'an of Daqi?"

The Daqi cavalry that had been accompanying the ox carts had already spontaneously surged forward, blocking incoming visitors a hundred steps away.

Although there were less than three hundred in number, they were not an army, and they were not very familiar with each other. But they stood in front of them, and no one flinched.

Counting back a few days, when they were still the cavalry of the Xia State, they suppressed the Liang people so much that they did not dare to look north. If it were not for the Jiange Pavilion across the Wenjian Gorge, they would not have been to Biancheng many times.

Today we are the Qi army, and it is even more impossible to waste these Liang soldiers and horses.

The captain with the highest rank rushed forward and shouted angrily: "Since you know that Marquis Wu'an is here, you dare to lead the army to block the road!? What crime should be punished if you disturb the Marquis of Wu'an's carriage?"

Liang Guofang's leading young talent did not speak, but the person behind him, who was probably a deputy general, pointed his halberd and shouted back angrily: "This is Xiuping Mansion, the territory of Liang State, and the marquis of Qi State has no privileges here!"

"Really?" The captain of the cavalry who opened the way only asked this question, and then he drew his sword loudly and pointed forward: "Today I will escort the Marquis back to the house. Anyone who dares to block the way forward will be hit with my blade.

! Wait, do you want to give in or not?"

More than two hundred Qi soldiers drew their swords at the same time and shouted: "Give or not?!"

Although there were thousands of troops on the opposite side, they were frightened for a moment!

It’s not that Liang Jun is so weak that he is afraid of his opponent even though he is outnumbered three to one. It’s that the countries behind the two sides have different confidences. If a military conflict really breaks out between the two sides, neither of them will be able to withstand it!

Jiang Wang sat quietly in the driver's seat of the bullock cart and said nothing.

He sat here without speaking, already a flag in his own right, giving great courage to all the troops present.

The Marquis of Wu'an of Da Qi is here, what should we fear?

The Qi army present, with less than 300 rangers, took the initiative to advance!

At this point, Liang Jun also drew his sword.

In this tense atmosphere, the young man led by Liang Jun shouted loudly: "Don't you see our old friend on the river viewing platform, Marquis Wu'an?"

This person is none other than Huang Su, the direct grandson of Huang Deyi, the first-class Duke of the Liang Kingdom. He is also a genius who has obtained a spot in the main competition of the Yellow River Club.

So he said "old friend."

With Jiang Wang's eyesight, of course he had recognized it a long time ago, but only now did he say: "Let him come over."

Nearly three hundred knights carrying crossbows and swords separated into two columns and stared at this man with cold eyes, watching him ride alone towards Marquis Wu'an's chariot.

Huang Su was very aggressive when he came, but now he is riding a horse in the forest of swords, and his expression does not change.

But as Jiang Wang's calm face became more and more clear in his field of vision, even a young talent like him couldn't help but feel nervous!

A person's name, the shadow of a tree.

At the Guanhe Terrace back then, Jiang Wang was the number one imperial palace in the world, overwhelming all others in the same area.

Now, many years later, he is still polishing his skills in the inner palace, trying to get closer to the perfect God. But the other party's reputation has skyrocketed to the sky!

Even his grandfather Huang Deyi is not necessarily on an equal footing with this man.

He couldn't help but think to himself.

Why did he come?

Is that outrage reckless?

But no matter how you think about it.

The two sides are already close.

Since he has already come and blocked the road, he must not show any more cowardice. Otherwise, it will be Liang Guo's face.

Jiang Wang leaned against the car door casually and asked calmly: "Old friend on the river viewing platform...why are you asking me with swords?"

Huang Su calmed down, held the reins in one hand, and said on horseback: "Huang Su came here not to raise weapons. He was just excited when he heard the news about the Marquis during military training. He will not have time to disperse the troops."

He explained something like this, and then said: "We haven't seen each other for two years, and you and I are completely different, so we shouldn't bother you. But Huang Su really has questions in his heart, and he has to ask. He is really indignant, and he has to ask for answers! Still.

I hope the Marquis can forgive me!"

Jiang Wang, however, didn't care what questions or indignation he had, he just said in a low voice: "When I first came here, Liang Jun blocked the road with his sword, but my prince was guarding his honor, but I didn't care. I went to ask Jianxia

At that time, you had a prince named Kang Wenhao who led the army to block the road, but I didn't pay attention to it. The reason why I didn't care about it and ignored it was not that I was generous or that I had a good temper."

His voice raised slightly, like a sword showing off its edge: "It's just that Sauvignon Blanc is shy of the weak!"

There was some confusion on his young face: "Now that I am returning to Nanxia, ​​you will lead an army to block the way?"

This marquis, who established great military achievements in the Qi-Xia War, put one hand on the hilt of the sword at his waist, leaned forward slightly, calmed his voice, and even asked gently: "People in Liang think Sauvignon Blanc is bad for you?

!”

It comes like a landslide and a tsunami!

At this moment, Huang Su felt that he had been enveloped in boundless murderous aura, as if someone had strangled his neck, making his blood flow and breathing difficult. And the BMW under his crotch, which was given by Emperor Liang, suddenly heard a sound.

Hissing, he knelt down with all four hooves!

boom!
Chapter completed!