Wu Yushan stood in the red circle and cursed to heaven that the Liao Kingdom would not be able to survive for a hundred years, and then there was no more sound.
Wang Laoer put the child down and ran over to take a look, "Mr. Lang, I'm out of breath. I just didn't close my eyes."
Yang Xuan said angrily: "He will never rest in peace!"
"Why?" Wang Laoer came back and asked curiously.
Why is this kid so curious?
Yang Xuan looked at Wang Laoer's clear black and white eyes, and suddenly felt envious of such a childish heart.
Children are curious about everything in the world and have an inexplicable affection. They feel that there are countless beautiful people and things waiting for them in the world ahead.
But what about me?
This question only turned around in his mind for a moment before Yang Xuan threw it away.
"He cursed that Bei Liao would perish within a hundred years. He probably thought it was impossible! So he died with his eyes closed."
Yang Xuan was making nonsense, but Ning Yayun couldn't stand it any longer, "Why are you trying to coax him when you have nothing to do?"
Yang Xuan was helpless, "How about you tell me?"
Ning Yayun said seriously: "There is no immortal dynasty, so whether he curses or not, Northern Liao will perish. So, what is he cursing for?"
Wang Laoer suddenly realized, "He must have regretted it. If I were him, I would curse Helianfeng not to survive this year."
Boom!
A bolt from the blue, startling Wang Laoer.
"Second brother, come here!"
Tu Shang called Wang Laoer over with a straight face and said, "Spit on the ground."
Wang Laoer was puzzled, "Why?"
"Follow me."
"Pooh!"
"Pooh!"
"Tong Yan Wu Ji!"
"I'm not a child!"
"Um!"
"Oh! Tongyanwuji!"
"The wind blows away!"
"The wind blows away!"
Tu Chang felt relieved, "Okay, it's okay."
Both Wang Laoer and Wang said, "As Tu Gong gets older, he becomes more and more timid."
The old thief said: "It is better to be careful in many things. If God punishes you, you will turn into ashes in an instant."
But Wang Laoer said nonchalantly: "God is busy! He has no time to care about me!"
This mentality made Ning Yayun smile and say: "If I weren't lazy, I would want to accept him as a disciple."
"Why?" Yang Xuan asked.
"Taoist practice requires freedom and ease, or leaving no trace. But everyone in the world has joys, sorrows, joys, and desires, but... if such childish minds enter metaphysics, their cultivation will definitely improve by leaps and bounds."
"Lao Er!" Yang Xuan was overjoyed when he heard this and waved to call Wang Lao Er.
"What?" Wang Laoer was searching for the corpses of the Eagle Guards, holding a money bag in his hand and counting the money, a little carelessly.
"Do you want to be Headmaster Ning's disciple?" Yang Xuan coaxed him nicely, "Headmaster Ning has a lot of delicious food there."
This time Wang Laoer shook his head, "I won't go!"
"Why?" Yang Xuan finally took advantage of Ning Yayun's words, but Wang Laoer regarded him as an idiot and was furious.
Wang Laoer said: "I can't bear to leave Yi Niang."
Yang Xuan originally stretched out his hand to pat the back of his head, but it turned into a slap on the back of his head, "Go and play!"
Wang Laoer happily took the two elders to search for the dead man's belongings.
"Isn't it a pity?" Ning Yayun said with a smile: "As my disciple, you can learn the secret skills in metaphysics that are not disclosed to others, and maybe you can also become a master..."
"I felt it was a pity at first, but then I felt lucky."
"Why?"
Yang Xuan looked at Wang Laoer who was rejoicing after finding a piece of advice, and said with a smile: "I have worked hard to do all this, just to make them happy? But now, he is already very happy."
Ning Yayun glanced at him and said, "I have always felt that you are a utilitarian person."
“Sitting in this position, I don’t think it’s okay if it’s not utilitarian!”
If he wants to succeed in his rebellion, he must continue to seize resources.
Money, food, talent, connections, the army... the feeling is endless, and he often feels tired and tired because of this.
But it’s impossible not to do it!
Cao Ying and the others are also working hard, can he, the lord, just sit back and enjoy the results?
The key is that even though Lao Cao and the others tried their best, they couldn't hold it up, so he had to do it himself.
"I'm a little anxious. Don't worry, I won't ask." Ning Yayun said with a smile.
Yang Xuan smiled and said: "I have been impatient since I was a child."
"You have a good temper." Ning Yayun saw that Wang Laoer searched for a corpse and found nothing. She stood up angrily and rolled her eyes. She couldn't help laughing, "You care about the people around you, which shows that you care about love. People who care about love are eager to grab it.
I feel that power is a bit inconsistent and very awkward."
Lao Ning's sense of smell is too keen.
Yang Xuan quickly changed the topic, "Headmaster, the curse technique is very powerful?"
Ning Yayun squinted her eyes and thought for a while, "The art of curse originated in ancient times. The living environment of the ancients was poor. When encountering difficulties, they loved to sacrifice to the gods and pray for protection. Sacrifice and pray... Then think about the curse."
Yang Xuan was startled, "Praying is asking the gods for rewards, cursing... is also asking the gods, but it is not a reward, but a disaster!"
"One body and two sides." Ning Yayun waved her left hand and frowned uncomfortably, "The prayer is so illusory, and the curse was also like this at the beginning. Later, someone figured out something... you can say it is a crooked way."
"The disaster caused by witchcraft?" Yang Xuan thought of Chen Guo.
"It seems that you have thought of that." Ning Yayun said: "In the Chen Kingdom, a concubine suddenly reported that the queen used a doll to curse. Then the emperor was furious and ordered the doll to be dug out of the palace.
The emperor's birth date is written on it... That time, 192,312 people died."
The old thief shook his head, "I think this is God's response to the curse."
"No." Ning Yayun said: "Even if God wants to respond, he should punish the person who practiced the curse instead of hurting the innocent."
"Taking harm to innocent people is very similar to incompetent rage." Yang Xuan added.
The two looked at each other, and a feeling of confidant emerged spontaneously.
"The art of cursing is not the right way, that person..." Ning Yayun pointed at Wu Yushu's corpse and said: "If I am not wrong in my judgment, the population of this person's family will definitely wither."
"Backlash?"
"right."
"The master said there is a backlash, so why doesn't God destroy the curse?"
Well!
Lang Jun, your ability to criticize people has improved again... The old thief escaped quietly.
Ning Yayun said calmly: "For everything, God will leave a chance for it to survive."
"What you said is really good, but I still have an explanation."
"you say."
"If everything is controlled by God, then what is this world? A trick played by the Creator?"
Ning Yayun couldn't hold herself any longer.
Stand there and think hard.
"Yes! If everything is destined by God, then what do people do with their lives? Why do they work hard?"
Yang Xuan dropped a question that was destined to remain unanswered, and walked around freely.
"It's a bit risky for Mr. Lang to go out today." Tu Chang advised: "You have to be careful next time... If Master Wu Ning teaches you today, Mr. Lang will be in danger."
"Many things must be done."
Yang Xuan didn't want to explain any big reason.
Tu Shang asked: "Is it for He Lianyan?"
Yang Xuan did not answer, but changed his angle, "If it were you, I would do the same."
Tu Chang stopped and looked at Yang Xuan walking up behind Wang Laoer, slapped him on the back, and scolded: "My hands are full of blood and there is no place to wash them. Are they dirty?"
Wang Laoer raised his head and said unconvinced: "It was all over his body during the fight!"
Tu Shang smiled, turned around, and saw Ning Yayun not far away. She looked at Yang Xuan with a smile and asked, "Has Headmaster Ning found the answer?"
Ning Yayun shook her head, "There are so many things, why do we need to find answers?"
This headmaster's action today made people shocked. Tu Chang thought that if these people could be brought over, they would be of great help!
But don't rush, be careful of causing resentment.
The sound of horse hooves could be heard faintly.
Wang Laoer flew up and said, "Follow me!"
The two elders followed.
Not far ahead, Wang Laoer reined in his horse and said, "It's the Northern Liao Ranger!"
He took a look at the number and rode back, "Mr. Lang, more than a thousand horses!"
"It's time to go."
Lin Feibao said.
"The enemy has accelerated."
Uda said, "They are elite."
More than a thousand Northern Liao cavalry came speeding up.
"There's no rush."
The horses of Yang Xuan and others need to rest. If they run away at this moment, they will be chased until they are exhausted.
He mounted his horse, and the child was held in front of him by a guard. He shouted curiously: "Your Majesty, they are so fierce!"
Yang Xuan smiled and raised his hand.
"Follow me!"
Ta-ta-ta!
The sound of horse hooves is neither fast nor slow, moving forward slowly.
The child was so nervous that he could hardly breathe and kept mumbling, "Run! Run!"
More than a thousand riders arrived.
People and horses are like dragons, and there are many swords and guns.
"Here comes the credit, surround him, no one can escape!"
The leading general shouted excitedly.
More than a thousand riders divided into two groups and began to outflank them from the left and right.
Yang Xuan said: "Second brother, raise my flag!"
Behind him, Wang Laoer stretched out his hand, and a small flag was put on a spear and handed over.
Wang Laoer raised his spear high and shouted: "You bitch slave, do you dare to come?"
On the top of the spear, the Chinese flag fluttered in the wind.
A Northern Liao cavalry boy shrank, "It's Yang Ziqi!"
He suddenly pulled the reins, the horse neighed, and the man stood up.
"Turn around!"
This is the garrison of Jinshan City.
The general is also the general of Jinshan City.
Full of confidence, he couldn't help but change his expression drastically when he saw the flag.
The child opened his eyes wide and looked in surprise at the fierce-looking Bei Liao Army, who actually turned around and ran away.
It's like there are countless ferocious beasts chasing behind you, running very fast.
"Ah!" He looked at Yang Xuan in surprise.
"Aren't you going to cover up the killing?" Ning Yayun asked.
"No." Yang Xuan said, "It would be better to leave them to run away in embarrassment and go back to spread fear."
Everyone turned around on their horses. When Yang Xuan passed by the child, the child shouted: "Mr. Yang, you are even more fierce!"
Yang Xuan touched the top of his head, laughed and rushed out.
Ning Yayun looked at his back and said softly: "Just a flag can scare away ten times the enemy. What if he is in charge of northern Xinjiang? He has more than 100,000 troops under his command..."
Just thinking about it makes my mind shake.
Not long after they left, thousands of riders arrived, carrying the previous riders.
"We were here before." The general's cheek was swollen and he pointed to the horse's hoof prints on the ground and said, "Yang Gou and the guards around him are said to be very fierce."
"But you are ten times more powerful than him, yet you dare not fight, which has disgraced Daliao!" The general leading the team said coldly: "The enemy is as fearful as a tiger. No wonder Jinshan City was easily defeated by Yang Gou."
"He stole the city."
"Explanations only show that you are incompetent! Follow me!"
Thousands of horsemen, covered with dust, followed closely all the way.
Until they met a group of northern Xinjiang scouts.
The Tang army's scouts were outnumbered and returned in defeat.
They ran for their lives desperately until they caught up with Yang Xuan and others.
"Thousands of riders, covered in dust?"
Yang Xuan's heart moved, "Could it be that the striker has arrived?"
It should not be that fast!
"The guests are here, so get ready to welcome them!"
Yang Xuan turned his horse around and said, "The old thief will go back and report to Mr. Huang to mobilize some cavalry."
The sound of horse hooves sounded like thunder, coming from behind.
Yang Xuan turned around and saw Jiang Cunzhong.
"Lao Jiang!"
Jiang Cunzhong arrived with three thousand cavalry, "My husband asked me to come find you."
This simple sentence moved Yang Xuan's heart.
But then I felt dumbfounded, thinking, are you treating me like a child or something?
"My husband said that Bei Liao is good at sneak attacks. We thought they would arrive in seven or eight days, but we can't say that their elite cavalry has already arrived."
Ta-ta-ta!
While talking, smoke appeared in the distance.
Dense black spots appeared.
"Five thousand riders!" Wang Laoer said.
"We can fight!" Jiang Cunzhong said, "It's just a test."
"There will be more later!" Wang Laoer said.
The back is full of black spots.
"The vanguard of the Northern Liao Army has arrived!"
Jiang Cunzhong looked solemn and said, "Seven or eight days ahead of schedule. Zitai, you are in good luck."
"What's the meaning?"
"If you hadn't left the city today to seek revenge on that group of people, you wouldn't have discovered that the enemy's vanguard had arrived in advance."
The scouts had long since been chased and killed by thousands of rangers. Where could they stop to observe the enemy forces that followed.
The key is inertial thinking. Everyone thinks that the Beiliao forward should not arrive for another seven or eight days, so the scouts will not try their best to find out the news in depth.
There are more and more black spots, and big flags appear one after another.
The opposite side also discovered this side, and with the sound of horns, groups of cavalry swarmed out.
Under the banner, the forward general and the king of the North Campus, Chen Fangli, squinted at the black spots who turned around and said, "What a pity."
Next to him was General Zhan Su. He stretched out his hand and touched his tanned face and said: "Since we can't make a surprise attack, then we can fight in an upright manner, which is exactly what I want."
Chen Fangli said: "Your Majesty ordered my forward army to seize the opportunity first, but our army is tired from afar and it is not good to attack the fortified city. By the way, bring the generals of Jinshan City."
The general was brought in, and Chen Fangli asked: "I seemed to have heard who that person was before?"
The general said: "Yang Gou..."
"Yeah!" Chen Fangli frowned.
Zhan Su shouted: "Be more serious!"
The guard was sweating profusely and said, "This is Yang Xuan, the governor of Chenzhou."
"Hmm! Is it him?" Chen Fangli stroked his beard and followed Yang Xuan and others who were leaving. "Tanzhou Helianrong was defeated by him, with heavy casualties. If not for the emperor's uncle and Helianli who came together to save him,
To intercede, he has become a prisoner at this moment. How is this person doing?"
The general hesitated again and again.
"Say!" Zhan Su shouted.
The general spoke.
"This man is so clever with his weapons that he destroyed Jinshan City last time."
Zhan Su asked: "If we let all the Jinshan City defenders go out and fight Yang Xuan, who do you think can win?"
This is the most intuitive view.
The general blurted out: "Yang Xuan!"
Chen Fangli smiled, "I have become interested in this person."