It is very cold in the prairie at the end of September. The grass is yellow and the hawks are flying. The herdsmen are driving the sheep into the pens early. Occasionally, horses neigh, which are startled by the wandering wild wolves.
The sky is dark, but those are not dark clouds, those are the smoke and dust kicked up by the cavalry...
"Ili Khan, this time we went around the border of Daqian. We didn't have as much food and people as in previous years. The Great Khan won't blame us!" Halda Khan urged his horse to catch up with Ili Khan and said .
Ili Khan smiled and said: "Hanerda, don't worry, this time the grass harvesting is just a pretense. The main reason is that the national teacher wants to go to the border to see in person, so as to prepare for next spring."
Halda Khan asked in confusion: "Spring will start next year? What will we do in spring?"
"Don't ask, you can't tell me if you ask me. If you want to know, just ask the Great Khan or the Imperial Advisor!"
Under the iron fist of Qimin Khan, the Tiemo Le clan swept across Mobei and the grasslands. Now they have a strong army, claiming to have an army of 400,000.
The Tiemo Le clan has 50,000 elite cavalry, and together with other clans, there are also 200,000 cavalry. However, the strength of the grassland clan is indeed a mystery, because all clans who make a living on the grassland can use it. If the horse can draw the bow, it would not be wrong to say 400,000.
Ili Khan has never seen the true face of the great witch. Every time the great witch comes to him, he wears a bronze mask with disheveled fangs and speaks in a strange and sinister manner. Even so, Eli Khan dare not be disrespectful at all. The words of the great witch on the grassland are even It works better than sweating profusely.
In the tent of the Great Khan of Qimin, the great witch took off his large cloak and bronze mask, and appeared in front of the Great Khan dressed as a daughter of the Han Dynasty. His black hair was scattered, a pair of red phoenixes curved like a crescent moon, and a faint smile appeared in the pear vortex. …
The Great Witch is a woman, a more mature, charming and stunning woman than the four beauties of the moment.
"Thank you for your hard work, Imperial Master!" Qimin Khan learned the etiquette of the Han family and bowed in salute.
The great witch smiled lightly, poured himself a bowl of milk tea, rubbed his hands and said: "The weather in the grassland is still so cold, I haven't gotten used to it all these years!"
Qimin Khan took off his cloak, gently put it on the great shaman, and said with a smile: "The weather in the grassland is cold, but people's hearts are warmer. It is still much better than Daqian."
The great witch stopped smiling, held a cup of hot milk tea, and said seriously: "The matter for May next year has been settled."
"Great! I have been waiting for this day for a long time!" Qimin Khan said with a hearty laugh.
The great witch suddenly remembered something and couldn't help but smile: "I heard that the escaped little princess Marian of the Tuva tribe has left the army. Tell Halda to be careful and don't let that little girl get killed accidentally."
"Marian, the pearl of the prairie? There has been no news for many years. Why is this little girl so powerful now?" Qimin Khan asked with some disbelief.
"I met that little girl back then. She was born with supernatural powers and was a good material for practicing Kung Fu! The old guy from Taiping Dao not only taught her Taoist martial arts, but also sent her to the Tantra of the Snowy Mountains, Furila Tutu, and worshiped him as his teacher. ! With the combined strengths of two foreign powers, you will be in trouble this time!" The great witch said with a somewhat gleeful smile.
Qimin Khan had never heard of Taiping Tao, but he had heard of Vurila Toutuo, the ascetic monk who claimed to be the best in the world of layman's kung fu. He couldn't help frowning and said: "It's really a bit tricky, don't you think?"
The great witch fiddled with the white jade milk tea cup and said without raising his head: "We agreed back then that you should handle matters on your grassland by yourself, and I won't ask anything about it!"
The herdsmen on the grassland have been waiting for the arrival of the first heavy snow in cotton-padded clothes and leather jackets, and have prepared enough food to survive the winter. When Daqian is heading towards Ruyin West Lake, people are still wearing single clothes and enjoying the West Lake with a bowl of rice wine...
In the guest room of the Qiu Shui Sword Sect, Tong Sihai was pouring wine for the three disciples with a smile: "I offer you a bowl for the three of you. I wish the three of you will kill everyone tomorrow and defeat all the major sword sects."
The old man with a hooked nose and a gloomy face picked up the wine bowl and said: "Master Tong, you can rest assured, we are bound to win this competition! Tomorrow, the three of us will also respect the leader Tong, and then we will have many more leaders. Take care of me!”
"We are all brothers. We should take care of them or not, and we should!" Tong Sihai said with a smile.
The four of them finished their wine bowls, looked at each other and laughed heartily...
In another guest room of the Qiushui Sword Sect, the master of the Si Kong Gate, Shiru Zhong, was sitting on the couch with his knees crossed, looking at his nose and heart, just like an old monk in meditation. Suddenly, a pebble hit the crack of the door and shot straight into the door of Shiru Zhong... …
Shi Ruzhong opened his eyes suddenly, the stone hit the scabbard and was shattered into pieces. He held his breath and jumped out of the room. He saw a person stepping on the eaves in the distance, glanced back, and then jumped out of the Qiushui Sword Sect...
Two vigorous figures jumped across the ridge without disturbing the patrolling disciples of Qiushui Sword Sect. One after another, they came to the dense forest in the distance. When Shi Ruzhong saw the person in front of him stopped, he also slowed down and slowly Walking into the dense forest, he asked cautiously: "Your Majesty brought me here. What advice do you have?"
When Shi Ruzhong saw the man turning around and taking off his mask, he was surprised and said, "It's you! Aren't you seriously injured?"
"I can't even fool you, a fake monk, so who else can I fool?" Yuan Shouzheng said with a smile.
Shi Ruzhong didn't care about the word "fake monk" and asked puzzledly: "What on earth do you want to do, you pretender?"
It was very quiet at night. The two sect leaders in the dense forest were whispering softly. Shi Ruzhong Gujing Wubo's face gradually became solemn... Some people want to disturb the Seven Swords Alliance. I am afraid that tomorrow's competition will be difficult to survive, and according to Yuan Shouzheng's plan Meaning, Baiyun Sword Sect Tong Sihai may have betrayed the Seven Swords Alliance, so how many of the Seven Sword Sects are still trustworthy?
Shi Ruzhong asked worriedly: "Have you found out who is behind the Seven Swords Alliance?"
"It's hard to say. There are too many people from the Wang family in Dongdu, the Tuoba family in Jiangning, and the Cui family in Guangling who have the strength to attack our Seven Swords Alliance. It's even possible today! We can only use troops to cover up the water and the soil. ." Yuan Shouzheng shook his head and sighed.
Shi Ruzhong thought for a moment and said, "Will the old lady from the Qiushui Sword Sect have any problems? If she had any problems, we would all be stuck here!"
"That old woman is so old-fashioned. She was the most difficult to persuade the Seven Sword Sects to form an alliance. If I hadn't agreed that she would be the first leader of the alliance, the alliance would never have happened. She cares more about the inheritance of our ancestors than fate. It's even heavier, I'm afraid it will be destroyed, so don't worry about her," Yuan Shouzheng said.
After listening to Yuan Shouzheng's words, Shi Ruzhong suddenly realized and cursed: "I asked you why you recommended her to be the leader of the alliance back then. It turns out that you had already reached an agreement secretly!"
"I'm talking about fake monks. Are you concerned about the wrong thing?" Yuan Shouzheng said angrily.
Everyone's concerns are different. At this time, Yin Sanshui was holding the disciple's hand and asked with concern: "Ziyi, have you known Li Taiping for a long time? Master, I have never seen you say so many words to any man in these years! Are you..."
When Tantai Ziyi heard his master mention this, he couldn't help but laugh and said: "Master, you are overthinking it. That person is Ziyi's childhood playmate. We chatted with him after not seeing him for many years. This is not what you, master, think!"
"That's good! That's good! Ziyi, the most important thing for you now is martial arts training. The future of our Qiushui Sword Sect depends on you! The master is getting old, and sooner or later the Qiushui Sword Sect will be handed over to you.
"Yin Sanshui said earnestly.
Tantai Ziyi nodded seriously and said: "Master, don't worry, my disciple is now focused on practicing Qiushui Changtian and has no time to care about anything else."
"You are now a seventh-level warrior, and you are considered to have entered the martial arts. With your understanding, it will only be two years before you enter the eighth level. By then, walking in the world will not be as comfortable as in our Qiushui Sword Sect...
"Yin Sanshui was still worried that the little girl didn't have enough concentration, so he kept nagging her for most of the night before letting Tantai Ziyi leave.
The Seven Sword Alliance competition is approaching, and the disciples from each sect participating in the competition are rushing to practice in order to prepare for tomorrow's battle. However, there is a person who is very leisurely, holding a wine jar and looking at a pool of autumn water in a daze by the moonlight.
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"Why is it so hard for me to play the piano? It's not hard to hear. Why are you always playing with those broken swords? If you don't want to hear it, stop listening! - I asked you to help Cui Mingdao grind ink. You've made it all over the case. I don't want to do it early.
Say it! - If I don't let you go to Daxing City, you won't go! Then don't go there anymore!" Li Taiping thought of Mu Pinshan's unreasonable and playful look at Prince Fu's Mansion, and the beautiful figure in his mind
It was as if I was losing my temper with him right in front of my eyes...
A jar of rice wine went into the throat, and I felt no drunkenness at all. Instead, I became more sober. In my heart, I couldn't get rid of the faint fragrance of looking back, smiling, and raising my eyebrows...
"Master, this time my disciple's heart seems to have really been lost! Accidentally, it was stolen by that little lady! What should I do? The more I want to get it back, the harder it is to get it back!" Li Taiping smiled bitterly.
, took out the Peerless Sword, stared at the peerless sword and said to himself: "Can you cut the thread of love with your wise sword?"
The sword is like a swimming dragon, rolling up half the autumn water of the lake to dye the stars, slashing the moon of the West Lake against the shadow, never forgetting a pot of wine...
Fortunately, the old Taoist priest was not around, otherwise Li Taiping would have bloomed on the back of his head. There are no rigid rules in Taiping Taoism. It only emphasizes that one should follow one's heart and do things in order to follow the natural way. How can you stick to one sentence and not know how to adapt it. That's right.
As the saying goes - change will lead to smoothness, generality will lead to smoothness, smoothness will lead to speed, speed will lead to strength, and strength will lead to victory.
"If you want to see it, you can see it. The master will let the city block your thoughts with just one word. Why do you want the sword? Coward, where are all the energy you have in messing around with the master! I, the old Taoist priest, look down on you, a coward!"
"If the old Taoist were here at this time, he would definitely scold Li Taiping.
Before leaving his master, Li Taiping would have an eloquent debate with the old Taoist priest. Once he left, he would never forget his master's instructions. After all, Li Taiping was still a man who respected his master.
In the dark night, the sound of horse hooves trampled down fallen leaves. A group of black-armored cavalry, with strong bows and crossbows, and swords and swords, galloped on the official road. If you look closely, there are five hundred people. The leader is a spear
Spear, leading the way, full of murderous intent...
Fortunately, it was at night and no one noticed, otherwise the county guards would have trouble sleeping and eating. You must know that cavalry with knives and swords is not scary. What is scary is that everyone has a horse with strong bows and crossbows in the army.
The cavalry, although this force cannot capture cities and territories, is more than enough to carry out a massacre of villages and families...