Chapter 191 The Second Young Master of the Wen Family
"May I ask the hero's name?" He Yingxiong dismounted and walked up to Yan Zhuo, Qiao Zhenyue, Mu Yunfeng and others. He bowed his hands respectfully, his beating eyes filled with excitement and admiration.
He knew very well how powerful Wen Zheng's marksmanship was. The boy in black could kill him with ease. He knew that even eight of his own could not match this level of martial arts.
"My lord, Yan Zhuo." Yan Zhuo returned the greeting, "This is my elder brother Qiao Zhenyue, the leader of the Beggar Clan, this is my brother Mu Yunfeng, and this is Lei Qing, the acting head of the Jinding Palace, and the disciples of the Jinding Palace.
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He Yingxiong listened to what Yan Zhuo said, his heart trembled again and again, and thought: This... this, the leader of the Beggar Clan and the acting head of the Jinding Palace, how come these two suddenly appeared in the territory of the Later Han Dynasty? Do they want to
Taking advantage of the situation to rob and carve up the territory of the Later Han Dynasty?
The Beggar Clan and Jinding Palace are both one of the ten major sects in the Jianghu, and their forces guarding one side are all prince-level Jianghu forces. Now they appeared together in the Later Han Dynasty, which made He Yingxiong feel shocked.
"I've heard about the names of Gang Leader Qiao and Leader Lei for a long time. I wonder what you two are doing in the Later Han Dynasty?" He Yingxiong hid his doubts and asked respectfully. He couldn't afford to offend these two gangsters. No matter what, it was polite.
It must be thoughtful.
Qiao Zhenyue spoke quickly, without hiding anything, and said bluntly: "This Jiangzuo Dynasty has some disputes with Baiyun Villa and my Beggar Gang. We came here this time firstly to make ourselves angry, and secondly we don't want the Jiangzuo family to suffer.
Domination threatens all the forces in the world."
He Yingxiong was stunned, but he didn't expect Qiao Zhenyue to speak so straightforwardly, without even trying to hide his own purpose. He sighed in his heart and said, "I've always heard that Gang Leader Qiao is a generous and righteous person. Today I saw that he is truly well-deserved, and I admire him.
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Lei Qing, who was on the side, also said: "The Golden Dome Palace and the Baiyun Villa are also having some disputes. They want to annex the Later Han Dynasty and then attack the Northern Qi Dynasty. The latter Han Dynasty and the Northern Qi Dynasty are dying. Naturally, I, the Golden Roof Palace, cannot sit idly by and ignore them!"
"Leader Lei is loyal and righteous!!"
He Yingxiong finished praising Qiao Zhenyue and then praised Lei Qing. He couldn't help praising the two of them. Suddenly, his eyes glanced at Mu Yunfeng beside him. He had just seen this young man and chopped down two Beifu soldiers with one sword.
Thinking that his martial arts must be pretty good, he said, "Young hero is good at swordsmanship, I admire him!"
Mu Yunfeng nodded, but silently walked behind Yan Zhuo without saying a word.
Seeing that the courtesy was thoughtful, He Yingxiong said: "My general Zhao Boyue has heard of your names for a long time. Are you heroes willing to go to Dajian Mountain with me to defend against the enemy? It is God's blessing that I, a big man, can have all of you to help me!"
"That's what I meant." Yan Zhuo and others replied.
He Yingxiong nodded, made an invitation gesture to Yan Zhuo and others, and then ordered his men to wrap Zhao Dahu's body in horse leather and bring it back to the tent.
Zhao Dahu was trampled by Wen Zheng's horse, and his skull and sternum were rotted into flesh and blood. The mud was mixed together. The two soldiers squinted and reluctantly wrapped the horse leather around Zhao Dahu's body, holding their noses between their fingers.
The meat and potatoes were all rolled up together.
Zhao Dahu is still very young. He has become the deputy general of Dajian Mountain before he is thirty. He could have a very bright future. But some things are like this. Maybe you can live a good life in the future, but God has not.
Give you a chance to step into the future.
All the things in the floating world are like clouds and smoke in the past, and they are gone when the wind blows.
He Yingxiong led Yan Zhuo and others into Zhao Boyue's tent.
Zhao Boyue raised his head and looked at the crowd. When he glanced around and saw Zhao Dahu, he knew what was going on. He stood up slowly, his face was as usual, his eyes were bright but not sharp, and he walked slowly.
When he came in front of everyone, he asked: "Are these friends from the martial arts world? Watch and sit."
He Yingxiong introduced: "This is the leader of the Beggar Clan, Qiao, and this is the acting head of the Golden Summit Palace, Taoist Master Lei Qing. These two are Young Master Yan Zhuo and Young Master Mu Yunfeng. Thanks to the help of these people just now."
, I’m afraid I will run away if I lose to the general…”
He Yingxiong spoke like this, telling how Zhao Dahu was killed by Wen Zheng, how he responded, how Yan Zhuo killed Wen Zheng, the Beggar Clan, Jinding Palace and Jiangzuo Dynasty, and what festivals were going on at Baiyun Villa.
Gave Zhao Bo a date.
Zhao Boyue nodded, glanced at the fluttering Han battle flag, and said: "To be honest, I just received the news that the Baiyun Villa and Qingcheng factions are already attacking Yinping Pass. Jiangzuo and Baiyun Villa
Attacking from the north and the south, this ambition is really not small."
Yan Zhuo said: "The ambitions of Jiangzuo and Baiyun Villa are indeed not small. Their eyes are not only on the Later Han Dynasty, but also on Northern Qi, Dadan and Bohai. What they want is to unify the nine states."
Zhao Boyue nodded. Once upon a time, he had such ambitions, but the King of Han was relatively peaceful, and the Han army was weak. His fantasy was nothing more than a daydream: the general trend of the world must be divided for a long time, and it must be divided for a long time.
It has been nearly a hundred years since they were divided into five kingdoms, and it may be time for them to be unified. But as a Han general, even if he knows that this is destiny, he still has to risk his life to defy heaven!
"If Jiang Zuo wants to unify, he must first get over this old bone of mine! He wants to destroy my big man, and my Dajian Mountain is not a mere illusion!"
Yan Zhuo raised his hand and said, "I admire the loyalty of the old general, and I am willing to lend a helping hand to the old general."
"Thank you for your kindness." Zhao Boyue bowed his hand, "It's just that I can't stick to my strategy. I'm afraid there won't be any use for you."
Seeing him like this, Yan Zhuo replied: "I think the old general should know this principle of capturing the thief first. Yan Zhuo is not talented and is willing to snipe the enemy general in front of the two armies."
Yan Zhuo said this, and the second young master of the Wen family in the Xiaojian Mountain military camp couldn't help but sneeze twice.
Wen Hua shook his head, his right eyelid twitching: "Third brother, I have a bad feeling. The second brother has been gone for so long and there is no news. Could it be that there was an accident?"
Wen Tianfang frowned, his heart tightened, and he said with relief: "Brother, although the second brother has a hot temper, his reputation as a hundred-armed magic gun is not in vain. There are few opponents for the second brother in our army.
I don’t believe that there are masters in the Han army who can capture the second brother. It’s probably because the second brother is just having fun. As you know, the second brother is very playful, maybe..."
Wen Hua waved his hand and said: "Second brother will not go without news for so long. He must have had an accident. He must have gotten lost in the mountains."
With this thought in mind, he beckoned for his soldiers and ordered: "Order three hundred Qingqi and go to that village to find Wen Zheng for me."
"Yes!" The soldier knelt down to accept the order.
"Brother, second brother will be fine. Just relax. When he comes back, you will teach him a lesson!" Wen Tianfang said.
Wen Hua nodded and said: "When he comes back, I won't kick him to death! His life or death is a small matter, delaying the military plane is a big deal!"
Wen Tianfang looked at his eldest brother Wen Hua, curled his eyes, and said with a smile: "Yes, eldest brother. You must give him a kick!"
