Chapter four hundred and twelve, triumphant return.
After the Xixia army was destroyed by Ye Qian Longxu, Queen Xiangyi of Xixia formed a revival army. The bullhead lowered his head and entered the tent like a quail. After entering, he did not even dare to raise his head. The reason for this
, one is because of Aunt Xiang’s intimidation; the other is because of guilty conscience.
In Aunt Xiang's tent, there is a dressing table. The most dazzling thing on the dressing table is not the various rouges and gouache on the table, nor the row of seven dazzling combs, but a half-person tall bronze mirror. Candlelight
Below, Aunt Xiang's figure in the bronze mirror is particularly clear. Aunt Xiang is holding a comb made of jade and is carefully combing her hair, which has begun to turn gray.
"Tell me, has Yang Dezheng agreed?" Hearing Aunt Xiang's voice, Niu Tou shivered subconsciously. Aunt Xiang, who had her back to Niu Tou, paused slightly while combing her hair, and her eyes narrowed into a line subconsciously.
Although Niutou's movement was very slight, Aunt Xiang still observed it through the reflection in the mirror. Niutou whispered nervously: "Yang Dezheng didn't agree..."
While combing her hair, Aunt Xiang asked softly, "What else is there?" Niu Tou was stunned, gritted his teeth, and denied, "No more." A faint light shone through the slits of Aunt Xiang's eyes, and her eyes also
Keep your eyes open.
"Really?" Aunt Xiang asked jokingly. Without waiting for Niutou's reply, she waved her hand and said, "Thank you for your hard work tonight. You can go down first." Niutou hurriedly raised his hands and said, "I'll take my leave first.
"After leaving the tent and walking more than ten steps away from the tent, Niu Tou touched the cold sweat on his forehead. His back was already soaked. After just a few minutes of meeting, Niu Tou felt like he was on a battlefield.
It looked like he had been killed once.
It can be seen that Niu Tou's fear of Aunt Xiang comes from deep in his heart. Niu Tou's fear of Aunt Xiang comes from the fact that he once witnessed Aunt Xiang dealing with bad people and traitors. Aunt Xiang completely inherited it.
The secret skills of the royal family of the Southern Tang Dynasty were passed down by some of the great ladies in the palace, and their methods of punishing people have penetrated into the realm of transformation.
For example, Aunt Xiang’s favorite method is steaming. Not only can she steam people, but she can also cut the steamed people into pieces and let the bad people eat them. Deep in Niu Tou’s heart, he has already understood this
Women and perverts are classified into the same category. The criminal laws used by this anti-human perverted old woman are beyond the scope of human understanding.
Niu Tou is not afraid of death. But he is afraid of being steamed. To be precise, he is afraid of Aunt Xiang, so he cuts off his legs, steams them, and feeds them to himself. Thinking of Aunt Xiang's terror, Niu Tou speeds up a bit.
In Aunt Xiang's luxurious tent. After Niu Tou left for a long time, Aunt Xiang was still sitting in front of the dressing table combing her hair.
While combing her hair, she whispered to herself, "It's rare for a little calf to have its own little mind..." After muttering to herself, Aunt Xiang whispered: "Call the ghost to come and see me." She seemed to be talking to the air.
By the way, not long after, a woman with tattoos on her face walked in from outside the tent.
Aunt Xiang put down her comb, turned her head, and asked: "Li Gui, tell me exactly what happened when Niu Tou met Yang Dezheng." The woman who was called Li Gui said in a hoarse voice: "Nu Tou is useless.
Yang Dezheng, he only met Fan Long, and it was Fan Long who really talked to Yang Dezheng." Aunt Xiang frowned and said, "Tell me, what happened." Li Gui bowed and stood in front of Aunt Xiang.
In front of him, he told Aunt Xiang the conversation between Yang Dezheng and Fan Long word for word.
When Aunt Xiang heard that Yang Dezheng wanted her head, a cold light flashed in her eyes. "You really don't know how to live or die. Don't think that I dare not kill you. All four of you old ghosts go over and keep an eye on Yang Dezheng for me."
If he does anything abnormal, I will kill him.
I want him to know that in this world, being strong in martial arts does not mean being able to run amok." Li Gui nodded silently. After Aunt Xiang finished instructing Li Gui, she narrowed her eyes and said softly: "Compared to Yang Dezheng, I
Now I am more concerned about Niutou's abnormality. According to Fan Long's temperament, he will definitely tell Niutou the content of his conversation with Yang Dezheng without any secret.
But why did Niutou hide this matter from Lao Shen? Is it because he is concerned about his old master and is afraid that Lao Shen will get angry and hurt others, so he deliberately conceals this matter? Or does he have other motives?" Li Gui whispered in a hoarse voice: "It should be
It's something else..." Aunt Xiang raised her eyebrows and asked, "How do you know that?" Li Gui said, "With Niutou's temperament, if he cares about his old master, he will not hide this from you. Instead, he will confess.
He will tell you, and will plead with you. He will even move the princess out to protect Yang Yansi.
He is very afraid of your methods, so even if he defends Yang Dezheng, he cannot go against you. Therefore, he must have other intentions, and his plans are very big." Aunt Xiang nodded and said: "What you said makes sense, then
I sent someone to investigate this matter. I want to see what kind of plot is worth the risk of betraying me." Li Gui nodded silently again. Aunt Xiang pondered for a moment, then added, "Check it out.
After this incident, he was evaporated and given to all bad people. Recently, the war has suffered frequent setbacks, and the bad people are unstable and need to be shaken."
Li Gui did not speak and quietly exited the tent. But she kept in mind Aunt Xiang's order. Li Gui was different from other bad people. She and the other three ghosts were raised by Aunt Xiang since they were young, and she was also the master of Aunt Xiang.
Trained. They can be said to be the shadow of Aunt Xiang. Their loyalty and execution ability are incomparable to other bad people.
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In the early morning of the next day, Yang Dezheng, who was still sleeping, was woken up by Ma Mian. Needless to say, the cavalry of the Yebeg tribe was chasing him again. After Yang Dezheng came out of the tent, he immediately directed the wounded soldiers to move. When Yang Dezheng led the
As he watched the wounded soldiers follow the main force, he felt that the atmosphere in the team was a bit strange.
The one hundred bad guys who were originally guarding him have withdrawn, and all of them escorted Chu Xing and Aunt Xiang in front of the car. They were replaced by four women with tattoos on their faces. When Yang Dezheng saw these four women,
He felt the danger. It was the danger of being targeted by a poisonous snake. Obviously, the conditions he told Fan Long last night had reached Aunt Xiang's ears.
Aunt Xiang sent these four dangerous women here to give him a warning. Warning that she had the ability to kill him. In response, Yang Dezheng did not respond in any way. From the time he proposed conditions to Fan Long last night,
, he didn’t want to hide it from Aunt Xiang. He just wanted to make Aunt Xiang feel the approaching danger and let her be shrouded in danger.
Survival is human instinct. When a life-saving straw is placed in front of you, all people in danger will try to grab it. Some paranoid Fan Long is unwilling to hurt Aunt Xiang. But that does not mean that others
Won't.
Everyone in the Renaissance Army, Niu Tou, the Feng brothers, and even the bad guys who follow Aunt Xiang. Everyone has the possibility of delivering a fatal blow to Aunt Xiang. This is Yang Dezheng's fatal move against Aunt Xiang. Dang Xiang's
Wounded soldiers are good spreaders of rumors. After the escape ends on a new day.
Almost everyone knew one thing. That was to take Aunt Xiang's head, and they and others would have hope of survival. When the Renaissance Army got rid of the cavalry of the Yeqi tribe behind them, they immediately found a new place.
After setting up camp, the Renaissance soldiers, who had fought fiercely for a day, looked at Aunt Xiang and the bad guys differently after returning to the camp.
After running away for several days, the 60,000 Renaissance Army has been reduced by half. Now, the number of the Renaissance Army is only 31,000. This includes 10,000 Zhejia Army officers and soldiers. Strictly speaking.
After a long battle, only 21,000 of the 100,000-strong Renaissance Army were left dead. For many soldiers of the Renaissance Army, many of their companions, brothers, and fathers had fallen one by one.
By their side, their spirits were already on the verge of collapse due to the dual torment of exhaustion and the loss of their loved ones.
Now all it takes is a fuse to ignite them. Yang Dezheng's words are equivalent to throwing out a fuse. The Fuxing Army settled in a mountain forest tonight. At night, it was quiet in the mountain forest. It was also quiet in the military camp.
.
The hustle and bustle of the past did not appear tonight. The whole camp gave people a strange feeling. There was a faint murderous aura. Yang Dezheng was uncharacteristic today and specially selected a place to camp on the hill. The wounded soldiers seemed not to listen to Yang tonight.
Dezheng's boastful thoughts made everyone sneak into the tent after nightfall.
Although the lights in their tent had been extinguished, Yang Dezheng could faintly hear the whispers in the tent. Yang Dezheng stood on the hill and looked at the connected camps under the hill. It was dark and silent. Murderous intent.
Four volts. "The spring breeze tonight is particularly refreshing..." Yang Dezheng looked at the two luxurious tents guarding the thousands of tents with a smile. He smiled broadly. Behind Yang Dezheng, he scratched his head in confusion.
Scratching your head.
The four Li Gui girls stared at Yang Dezheng, their eyes flickering. Yang Dezheng turned his head, looked at them, and said with a smile: "The scenery tonight is destined to be wonderful. You also saw the danger, so you want to kill me. Then go down to help?"
"
Hearing this, the four Li Gui girls had no reaction, and Ma Mian quickly stood in front of Yang Dezheng. Li Gui, one of the four Li Gui girls, said coldly: "Everything happened because of you, as long as I kill you
With you, everything will calm down." "Hahaha..." Yang Dezheng laughed loudly: "The general trend is, even if you really kill me, nothing will change. Aunt Xiang will definitely die tonight, and she will die miserably."
Li Gui narrowed his eyes and said in a deep voice: "Aunt Xiang has no plans left, nothing will happen to her. Don't think that you can take advantage of Aunt Xiang by provoking the three Niu Tou people. Just the three of them are worthless, and they are no match for Aunt Xiang.
." Yang Dezheng shook his head and said: "Is it an absolute policy? If it is really an absolute policy, the Southern Tang Dynasty will not be destroyed. If it is really an absolute policy, Zhou Hou will not be humiliated and die."
Yang Dezheng pointed to the bottom of the mountain and said: "Take a closer look, are it really only the Niutou three who took action? They are ambushed on all sides and surrounded by enemies. Everyone in the camp at the foot of the mountain wants to get the head of that old woman Aunt Xiang and sacrifice it.
Give it to me in exchange for a chance of survival." Li Gui's pupils shrank and he shouted sternly. "Kill him." She had already deduced it from Yang Dezheng's words.
From the beginning to the end, Yang Dezheng was not planning to let someone kill Aunt Xiang. He incited everyone to attack Aunt Xiang. Under an ambush from all sides, Aunt Xiang would definitely die. For the current plan, the only way is to kill Yang.
Dezheng, and then took advantage of the battle at the foot of the mountain to quickly escape with Aunt Xiang and Princess Xing. At this point, it would be a joke to talk about controlling this army.
Because Dezheng has controlled the hearts of this army. Faced with the attack and killing of the four Li Gui people, Yang Dezheng was not afraid at all, and he did not even have the intention to take action. He stood guard in front of Yang Dezheng with a nervous look on his face.
When the daggers in the hands of the four Li Gui people were about to reach Yang Dezheng.
Suddenly, the sound of a bowstring vibrating came from the tent behind them. Arrows shot out from the tent one after another. Regardless of whether they were calculated mentally or not, no matter how skilled the four Li Gui were, two people were shot dead on the spot. In the tent
The party members were really ruthless. Almost dozens of arrows were shot out at the same time. Some arrows even flew past Yang Dezheng.
"Kill!" After a round of arrows were fired, the party members in the tent came out of the tent with long knives in their hands. They pounced on the only other two people left. Li Gui and the other ghost were also decisive enough. After discovering
After attacking and killing the wounded soldiers, they decisively gave up the target of Yang Dezheng and started to clear out the wounded soldiers together. "Swish, swish, swish~" The two ghosts were like two butterflies flying among the wounded soldiers.
All the wounded soldiers who were injured by their daggers fell to the ground without exception. "They were poisoned... No wonder when they were targeting them, they always felt like they were being targeted by poisonous snakes..." Yang Dezheng sighed.
He said something and shook his head secretly. The two Li Gui killed people very quickly. In just a few breaths, more than a dozen wounded soldiers fell to the ground. It's not that their martial arts skills were so good.
Mainly because the poison on their daggers was poisonous enough. "If I continue to be killed like this by you, I can't explain it to Fan Long." Yang Dezheng originally didn't intend to take action, but the casualties among the wounded soldiers were too great, so he had to take action.
He remembered that some of the wounded soldiers had a good relationship with Fan Long. Since he wanted to regain Fan Long, he couldn't leave a knot in Fan Long's heart.
He casually grabbed a big gun from a wounded man. Yang Dezheng swung the big gun. "Let's go..." "Whoosh~" "Puff~" The big gun flew out and pierced Li Gui's chest.
Li Gui's eyes widened and he glanced at the big gun on his chest in disbelief. "Come again." Another big gun was thrown out. Another ghost also died under Yang Dezheng's gun. It has to be said that Yang Dezheng
His shooting skills are average, but his throwing skills are top-notch.
It would not be an exaggeration to describe it as almost perfect. After taking down the four ghosts, Yang Dezheng handed over the important task of cleaning the battlefield to the wounded soldiers. He himself turned his attention to the foot of the mountain. Because through the moonlight, he saw three groups of people, who were moving quickly.
Near the tent in the middle. Niu Tou, Feng Lin, and Feng Hui each led a force of a thousand soldiers and horses, all of whom had been trained in the past two years. Three thousand soldiers and horses gathered in front of Aunt Xiang's tent and quickly opened the tent.
Surrounded by people.
"Breathe~Breathe~" The night was surprisingly quiet. They could hear each other's breathing. The three Niutou looked at each other and nodded to each other. Feng Lin held the knife and growled, "Do it.
"The three people each led their troops and rushed into the tent. "No one?!" After entering the tent, the three people found that there was no one in the tent. "Niutou, you stay and lead people to search the tent carefully.
"Feng Lin left the bull's head behind, took Feng Hui out of the tent, and then rushed into the tent next to him where he was just waking up.
There was no one in the tent when he woke up. "He ran away?" Feng Lin frowned and asked Feng Hui. Feng Hui shook his head and whispered: "I don't know." Feng Lin narrowed his eyes and said coldly: "Disperse the people.
Search carefully, and once you find someone, take action immediately." Three thousand men and horses searched carefully in front of the tent.
At this moment, Yang Min stumbled over with blood all over her body. As she ran, she shouted loudly: "We've been tricked. Aunt Xiang has discovered our conspiracy, and she's coming with the bad guys' men.
Got it." Feng Lin quickly ran over and helped Yang Min up.
Yang Min was obviously seriously injured and her face turned pale. She asked in confusion, "What should we do now?" Feng Lin asked his men to help Yang Min up. He said in a deep voice to Feng Hui and Niu Tou who hurried over: "It's over.
Now, we have no way out. Now that she has discovered our conspiracy, we can't leave her alone."
After Feng Lin said this, Feng Hui nodded firmly. Niu Tou was a little hesitant, but nodded in agreement. The three of them moved over according to where Yang Min belonged. Before they left the tent, they saw Xiang Min.
My aunt, wearing armor and holding a sword, majestically led a group of bad guys to kill them.
Aunt Xiang changed from her usual daughter's clothes and put on a suit of fish scale armor, which glowed with a layer of gold and iron texture under the moonlight. When she saw the four bull-headed people, Aunt Xiang stopped. She held the sword and smiled half-heartedly.
He glanced at the four of them. "Okay! You are a bunch of unfamiliar wolf cubs. If I hadn't taken you in back then, you would have been nothing. Now that your wings have grown hard, you actually dare to go against me."
Aunt Xiang raised her voice a few degrees and said coldly, "You are simply looking for death." Feng Lin and the four men, together with their subordinates, stared at Aunt Xiang warily. As of now, Feng Lin does not have to kowtow in front of Aunt Xiang.
He stood up straight, pointing the tip of the long knife directly at Aunt Xiang. "Old man, don't make it sound like you have been wronged. You only took us in because you thought we were useful. So you kept us here.
Drop us, train us, and become the sword in your hand.
Everything you do is just for your own selfish desires. In your eyes, we are just tools. Taking us in is as simple as going to the blacksmith shop and getting a sword." Xiang Aunt Fengmei
Standing on his head, he shouted coldly: "Those who betray the Lord dare to speak nonsense." Aunt Xiang turned to ask the bad guy behind her and said, "Tell me, how should we deal with those who betray the Lord?"
The bad guys all shouted coldly. "Kill." The loyal bad guys had overwhelming murderous intent, and there was even a hint of murderousness in their voices. Aunt Xiang nodded with satisfaction, and then stared at Feng proudly.
Lin and the other three said, "You bitches, I'll kill you, and then I'll kill Yang Dezheng. I want you to know who is in charge of the Renaissance Army." Feng Lin held the long knife tightly and sneered, "What a shame."
It’s useless to say that.”
"Kill!" was the order. Feng Lin led 3,000 troops and rushed towards Aunt Xiang. Aunt Xiang sneered and roared: "Leave no chickens or dogs behind." The bad guys behind her swarmed up. The two sides quickly entangled each other.
Fighting together.
Yang Min was seriously injured and had been carried away. The only people leading the army were Niutou, Feng Lin and Feng Hui. The three of them were all highly skilled in martial arts. After bumping into the bad guys, they started fighting hard. Aunt Xiang was among more than a dozen people.
Under the protection of the bad guys, he stood outside the battle circle and watched coldly.
In the battle circle, although Feng Lin and the others caused a lot of damage to the bad guys, the soldiers and horses under them were no match for the bad guys. Although not all of the bad guys were masters, everyone was
Aunt Xiang carefully selected them. Their skills are all extraordinary.
It took a full stick of incense to kill. The soldiers and horses brought by Feng Lin and the others injured nearly a thousand people. The bad guys under Aunt Xiang's command injured just over fifty people. When Feng Lin saw it, his expression was grim.
It's not okay to continue like this. If they continue to consume like this according to the proportion of battle losses, they will definitely lose. "Bang~" they defeated a bad guy.
Feng Lin quickly found Niu Tou and Feng Hui. The three of them were back to back, fighting while listening to Feng Lin's words. "Brothers, this is not the way to go. The soldiers and horses under our command, one on one, are not bad people.
Opponents. Their advantage is strong martial arts, and our advantage is the large number of people. We must find a way to use our advantage." "Military formation." Niutou spat out two words in a hurry. Feng Lin and Feng Hui looked at each other,
nodded.
Feng Hui hurriedly said: "Yang Dezheng once said that no matter how strong a person is, he can never be an opponent of the army. It is not because the army has many people, but because the army can coordinate the use of military formations to integrate offense and defense. Even if there are more than ten
Soldiers who are not skilled in martial arts can form a military formation and cause harm to, or even kill, those who are highly skilled in martial arts."
What happened after all? Let’s look at the breakdown next time.