Chapter 102 How about the little girl's embroidery needle?
There is more than enough chivalrous spirit but not enough murderous spirit.
Killing spirit!
Zhou Chuan's whole body was shocked, and he felt that a door in the most hidden place in his heart had been opened.
Behind the door is the tall image of a carambola branch shrouded in golden light.
At this moment, Yang Taozhi was not only a goddess in Zhou Chuan's heart, but also a mentor who gave guidance!
Seeing that the attack in the darkness did not continue, Yang Taozhi retreated to Zhou Chuan and whispered: "More than thirty people came around behind us."
The movement here has attracted the attention of everyone in the camp. Zhou Chuan winked at Zhou Nuo, and the brother and sister retreated to the other side of the camp.
Yang Taozhi said into the darkness: "Dakai Dahe, rigorous and domineering, your Excellency uses the Nanzhou Military Sword. The person who can practice this sword technique must be at least an officer. And those who can practice the Military Sword to this extent,
He must be a general with a surname."
Ma Jian walked out of the darkness, holding a square long sword in his hand.
Yang Taozhi glanced at the sword. The sword was as strange as her rapier. It was not an ordinary long sword.
The sword of Yang Taozhi is like an enlarged needle, and the sword of Ma Jian is like an enlarged ruler.
Ma Jian looked at Yang Taozhi with interest and said, "Not bad, how can a little girl be so knowledgeable?"
"Little girl's house?"
Yang Taozhi was very unhappy and said in a deep voice: "I told you your origins not to praise you, but because I think you are very ordinary."
As he said that, Yang Taozhi raised his hand, pointed his sword at him, and said, "Come on, I'll let you use three swords."
"Just your embroidery needle? Arrogant!!"
Ma Jian was angry, and risked his own life to follow Yang Qingzhi deep into Jingguo, in order to help Yang Qingzhi gain military glory as the governor wished, so that he could also improve his status in the Yang family.
But I didn’t expect that all the seven generals of Yangmen would come!
The competition was already fierce. I finally grabbed the opportunity to win the first prize, but as soon as I showed up, I was humiliated by a little girl.
It’s just that my uncle can tolerate it, but my aunt can’t!
Ma Jian was so angry that he slashed at the carambola branch with his military sword.
As Yang Taozhi said, Ma Jian's sword is full of killing power, which can only be cultivated through long battles on the battlefield.
But Yang Taozhi showed no emotion. He just turned his body slightly and nimbly avoided the sword.
"The first sword."
Yang Taozhi did not forget to count down, which made Ma Jian even more angry.
Ma Jian immediately changed his swordsmanship and slashed horizontally with his backhand.
Yang Taozhi fell backwards, slid forward on his knees, and avoided the sword again.
"The second sword."
The muscles in Ma Jian's whole body tensed, as if he was really moving. He first swung his sword to the left and right, causing waves of air to surge around his body, and then stabbed the star fruit branch with one sword.
This sword is swift and precise, both powerful and elegant, which is what a sword truly looks like.
Carambola Branch still looks unchanged.
When Ma Jian was approaching, Yang Taozhi jumped into the air, jumped to a height that ordinary people could not reach, and rolled over Ma Jian's head.
"The third sword."
As soon as he finished speaking, the carambola branch made a move before it even hit the ground.
Draw your sword.
In the night, a fleeting silver light flashed.
boom!
When the star fruit branches fell to the ground, there was a dull sound on the ground. It was not the sound of the star fruit branches falling to the ground, but the sound of Ma Jian falling down.
If you say give up three swords, give up three swords.
After three sword blows, Carambola Branch only made one sword blow, and the victory was determined.
It determines victory or defeat, as well as life and death.
Yang Taozhi looked down at Ma Jian, who was twitching in a pool of blood, and said, "Little girl, what do you think of your embroidery needles?"
Ma Jian made a "Gululu" sound from his mouth and kept spitting out blood.
Xiao Luofeng trotted up to Ma Jian and saw a thin line of blood on his neck. The blood was slowly spreading out and gradually gathered into a pool of blood underneath him.
Kill with one blow!
Xiao Luofeng looked towards the carambola branch, with shock written all over his face.
Before that, he thought that Yang Taozhi was Zhao Cheng's maid, who was taken out by Zhao Cheng to enjoy the mountains and rivers.
But he didn't expect... he would be shocked as soon as he took action!
The speed of the sword just now was so fast that even he couldn't catch the trajectory with his naked eyes.
Xiao Luofeng restrained his emotions, squatted down and rummaged around Ma Jian's body, picked up a token, and looked serious.
"This...this is the general order of the Yang Family of Southern Zhou Dynasty!"
"This person is the Seventh General of the Yangmen!!"
Xiao Luofeng was fought step by step from the southern border guards of Jingguo. He had fought against the Yang Family Army at Yunjing on the border and knew the basic situation of the Southern Zhou Army very well.
He never expected that the seven generals of Yangmen would actually appear in Jingguo!
Xiao Luofeng looked up at Carambola Branch. From this visual angle, with the moonlight shining down, half of Carambola Branch's face was facing away from the light and hidden in the shadows, making it even more powerful and mysterious.
Any of the seven generals of Yangmen, who were famous in Southern Zhou Dynasty and Dajing, were actually killed so easily?
Xiao Luofeng was even more shocked!
After thinking for a moment, he guessed that Yang Taozhi was a master of Youxiang Mansion, but he couldn't guess Yang Taozhi's identity.
Although Yang Taozhi was the commander of the troops in the Right Prime Minister's Mansion and followed Zhao Huan into battle to kill the enemy, Zhao Huan never reported any military merits to her.
Not only her, but also He Zhi and many other soldiers who had made many military exploits were like this.
All the achievements of the imperial soldiers on the battlefield were given to the imperial army by Zhao Huan.
Therefore, except for those who really know about Youxiang Mansion, no one knows Yang Taozhi.
At this time, the noisy sound of killing came. Xiao Luofeng turned around and saw that many garrison troops were already engaged in battle on the other side of the camp.
When he passed by, he saw the fallen corpses of the Southern Zhou Army.
Zhou Chuan stood in the middle of the corpse, and Zhou Nuo jumped down from a tree.
The battle is over.
Seeing Zhou Chuan's body covered in blood with one sword and one sword, Xiao Luofeng swallowed his saliva, turned back and glanced at Yang Taozhi, and was so shocked that all the hairs on his body stood up.
"Who the hell are these people?!"
"The three people around Zhao Cheng are all masters!!"
"Ah sneeze——"
Zhao Cheng sneezed, swung the wine glass, and winked at Xiao Luomu: "Drink, you drink...who is thinking of me?"
Xiao Luomu's drinking capacity was not as good as Zhao Cheng's, and his eyes were a little blurry, and he said: "Xiao Xiangye, there seems to be a fight outside!"
"Let's fight. Don't make excuses to avoid drinking, drink quickly!"
Xiao Luomu drank it all in one gulp and asked: "I've drunk the wine, do you want to go out and take a look?"
"No need!" Zhao Cheng waved his hand and continued to pour wine for Xiao Luomu, saying: "It's boring to fight and kill, don't spoil our wine enjoyment!"
"My brother brought a hundred people..."
"It doesn't matter! As long as my sister is here, even if the Southern Zhou army comes to kill you, you and I can still drink in peace!"
"Your sister is so powerful??"
At this moment, the tent curtain was opened, and Xiao Luofeng walked in first, followed closely by brothers and sisters Yang Taozhi, Zhao Wu and Zhou Chuan.
"Brother?" Xiao Luomu stood up.
"Stop drinking, we have to leave quickly!" Xiao Luofeng said sternly.
"It's really bad for my drunkenness!"
Zhao Cheng shook his head, looked at Yang Taozhi, and asked, "What's going on?"
Xiao Luofeng rushed to say: "Just now, this..."
Xiao Luofeng glanced at Yang Taozhi, and then said: "This heroine killed a person who broke into the camp. After verification, this person was one of the seven generals of the Yangmen of Southern Zhou Dynasty!"
The Seven Generals of the Sheep Gate?
Zhao Cheng thought for a while, felt some impression, and asked: "So what?"
Xiao Luofeng said: "Even the seven generals of the Yangmen are here. I suspect that the Southern Zhou army coming to Lingshan this time is not trivial. There must be more powerful people among them. They are performing extremely important tasks!"
"Then what does drinking have to do with me?"
"There must be a lot of them. We can't wait until dawn, we have to go down the mountain immediately!"
Zhao Cheng still didn't move, but smiled.
He didn't move, Yang Taozhi and Zhao Wu didn't move, and the Zhou Chuan brothers didn't say a word either.
"Xiao Shouwei, you may have been frightened by this unexpected situation. Otherwise, judging from Xiao Luomu's description of you, you should not have made such a stupid decision."
Zhao Cheng took another sip of wine, looked at Xiao Luofeng and said, "Don't be anxious, you might as well think about it carefully. Is it a good idea to go down the mountain now?"