Of course, Lü Qiantang wasn't deaf. He heard that the old sword immortal senior wanted him to spar with His Royal Highness. Although it was mostly a manual job to slowly feed His Royal Highness, what he practiced was the Tide-watching Heavy Sword. His attacks weren't as delicate and precise as other sword techniques. What if he injured his Royal Highness? Who would he complain to? Looking for the Pillar State, who was known for being protective of his own people, would be courting death. Talking to His Royal Highness about the principle that swords and sabers have no eyes? No matter how he looked at it, this His Royal Highness didn't seem like a master who was easy to talk to. Who knows, he might even be made to suffer along the way. Lü Qiantang lamented in his heart. Forget it, I'll just deal with whatever comes my way. When the time comes, I'll just have to go all out. At worst, I'll just stand there and let His Royal Highness hack at me a few times.
Shu Xiu, who had been told to get lost by Hsu Fengnian during the battle with the red-armored man, smiled. How about it? This time, it's your turn to be defeated, Lü Qiantang. You just had to learn swordsmanship. This old lady wants to see how you're going to deal with this. Shu Xiu lightly spat on herself. What old lady? This little girl is still young. How many girls in the world can still be as beautiful as me when they reach the age of thirty? Pinching her face, her skin could even drip water.
Shu Xiu, who hadn't been a witch for many years, was admiring herself. Hsu Fengnian had already stood up. Blue Bird paid the bill and gave a few extra taels of silver, making the wine stall overjoyed.
Looking at the procession of horses slowly moving, the wine stall owner sat on an empty bench, weighing the taels of silver in his hand. It was rare for him to pour himself a bowl of apricot distiller's grains from the bottom of the wine jar. This thing couldn't be sold for a few copper coins, but it could relieve tiredness. The old doctor even said that it could cure rheumatism and frostbite. Some villagers who were bitten by snakes and bees had a habit of asking for some distiller's grains to cure themselves. The shop owner raised his head and looked at the three dusty words on the banner, thinking that he should take it down and clean it properly.
Just as he was thinking about this small matter, he felt the ground tremble violently. Turning his head, he saw a general holding an unfamiliar huge weapon, leading over a hundred cavalrymen charging past. The innkeeper rubbed his eyes. He was not mistaken. It was the heavily-armored general who had been extremely respectful in front of the elegant young master. He had seen the Yongzhou army's appearance from afar a few times, and it was already shocking enough. However, the cavalrymen in front of him were even more majestic and sharp. Other than the burly general at the front, all of them were riding fine horses and wearing light armor. Each of them was equipped with a standard Beiliang saber and carried a crossbow on their backs. The innkeeper could vaguely recognize that saber. During the Spring and Autumn War, the reputation of this killing saber had long spread throughout the world. In the early days of the dynasty, countless people were proud of obtaining a Beiliang war saber. Later on, the imperial court issued a decree forbidding anyone other than Beiliang soldiers from carrying such a saber. Otherwise, they would be punished for violating the law. Only then did this turbulent trend gradually die down.
Damn, which one of the children in Yongzhou's mink fur coat could have 100 elite cavalrymen following closely behind them?
Was it a descendant of a general from Beiliang who came to Yongzhou to play? However, Yongzhou had clearly been competing with Quanzhou and Liangzhou for the past few years. This was something that even a commoner like him was well aware of. How could a dandy from Beiliang have the boldness to mobilize an army to gallop within Yongzhou's borders? Wasn't this forcefully slapping our Provincial Governor Tian's face? The innkeeper carefully put away the silver pieces. With one hand, he protected the half-empty bowl of white wine. He raised his other hand and waved it to disperse the dust. After thinking for a while, he still could not figure out the background of this gentle and elegant young master. In short, he was an important figure that he had never seen before in his life. The innkeeper waited for the dust to dissipate before raising his bowl and drinking a mouthful of distilled grains. He sighed emotionally and said, "This young master's family background is truly impressive. When I get back, I will have a good talk with my wife who has never seen the world. Sigh, it's a pity that he's not from our Yongzhou. Otherwise, I would have some face to talk about him with others. "
Yuan Meng, who once fought alongside Ning Emei in the heavy rain against that terrifying red-armored man, was a military officer from a mid-tier noble family in Beiliang. His career as a civil official was not smooth, so he joined the army in Beiliang. Since young, he had learned martial arts from a reclusive martial arts instructor who had retired from the Jianghu. Yuan Meng's spear techniques were imparted to him. Although he could not compare to Xiao Tu who was taught by the Spear Immortal Wang Xiu from the Northern Lands, he could still be considered a valiant general who could take charge of an area on his own. To be honest, it had only been a day since he left Beiliang, but he had already lost dozens of his brothers. This made Yuan Meng, who viewed his soldiers as his own hands and feet, so angry that he wanted to vomit blood. What was even more depressing was that he could not show this grievance on his face. He did not dare to speak irresponsibly to His Royal Highness.
The funny thing was that Yuan Meng and Great Halberd Ning Emei's military rank were actually the same, Secondary Rank 6, a position that was neither high nor low. However, Yuan Meng was sincerely convinced by General Ning. Beiliang's Four Fangs were obviously inferior to Da Zhu Guo's six foster sons. However, in the Beiliang army, the six leading generals held high positions and power, so it was inevitable that they would not be able to reach them. The Four Fangs Tiger Generals, on the other hand, were easier to see with their own eyes. On the battlefield at the border, they could be seen during celebrations and drinking. In Yuan Meng's opinion, General Ning was the most trusted of the four Fangs. Every time he broke through enemy lines, he would lead the troops, just like Da Zhu Guo. When he returned to his tent, he was amiable and approachable. He was much easier to get along with than Dian Xiongzao, who had a bad temper and was prone to whiplash. Especially in the small Heyang county, General Ning used his halberd to knock down the Eastern Forbidden City's Deputy Commandant who did not have eyes. This was the valiant general of Beiliang!
Ning Emei suddenly raised his halberd and stopped his horse. He turned around and laughed loudly at all the light cavalry. "His Royal Highness told me when we were drinking that if he was at the Yingliang city gate that day, he would strip that Eastern Forbidden City's Deputy Commandant naked and hang him on the city gate!"
Yuan Meng was startled.
The one hundred personal cavalry of the Phoenix battalion probably had the same expression as their leader, Yuan Meng. Their hearts were somewhat moved, but they did not take it seriously.
Ning Emei only passed on the message and then continued to urge his horse forward. That giant halberd almost dragged the ground.
According to the schedule, they would enter a city to rest at dusk. Hsu Fengnian did not enter the city. He let Lü Qiantang pick a small path to enter the Qingcheng mountain range. This meant that unless they found the temple on the mountain, the group would have to sleep in the wilderness tonight. Qingcheng mountain had 64 peaks, big and small. The peaks encircled the mountain like a city. The ancient trees were green all year round, and the greenery was thick. That was why it was named Qingcheng.
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