In the northwest frontier fortress, yellow sand stretched for thousands of miles and withered grass was everywhere. As far as the eye could see, it was a vast yellow. The group of men and women in white who were as graceful as white butterflies were particularly eye-catching. They entered Liangzhou along the border of Lingzhou and continued to draw an arc. They leisurely came to Beiliang's fourth province, Liuzhou. Not long after they crossed the border, there was a group of cavalry waiting for them. Nominally, they were escorting this group of immortals from the isolated island in the South Sea to Qingcang City, but in fact, they were monitoring. Lord Tantai Pingjing did not care about this, but some of the Qi cultivators in the sect were resentful. They felt that their good intentions were treated as ill intent, and that the young vassal king was too unappreciative. However, the reason why the lord did not need to pacify them was because the six hundred cavalrymen in light armor were too valiant. Their leader was the famous Deputy General of the Long Xiang Army, Li Mofan. He was a devil in the Beiliang Army who killed people like flies. His horse fighting ability was recognized as second only to the commander of the cavalry, Yuan Zuozong.
In the wind and sand, Li Mofan rode in the front. In addition to the standard spear, knife, and crossbow of the Beiliang cavalry, there were two halberd pouches on both sides of the horse, containing no less than twenty short halberds. In addition, there were two long swords hanging on his left and right waist. At first glance, it was simply like an armory on horseback. Of course, Li Mofan was not an embroidered pillow. He was one of the top three archers in the Beiliang Army. His swordsmanship, knife skills, and spear skills were all perfect. Xu Xiao relied on this person very much. He once joked that when Li Mofan married a woman, he would make him the Deputy Commander, and he could choose any cavalry or infantry army he wanted. The reason why he said this was because Li Mofan had a strange hobby that was not presentable. He was fond of men. The personal guards outside the tent had always been young and handsome soldiers. Xu Xiao had always turned a blind eye to this. It was really because Li Mofan was too brave and good at fighting. If he was placed in any army in Liyang, he would be a pillar of strength who could bear the heavy responsibility of being the leader. When the water was too clear, there would be no fish. The Northern Liang Army had paid a lot of hidden costs to be able to fight well. For example, they ostracized strategists from the aristocratic families. Chu Lushan, Li Mofan, and the like had pushed many people out of the Northern Liang Army.
The Dragon-Elephant Cavalry led by Li Mofan did not communicate with the Qi cultivators of the Guanyin Sect. Both sides moved forward in silence, like a black and white snake slithering across a yellow satin surface.
When they were approaching Qingcang City, the leader Li Mofan saw a person in the distance. He suddenly stopped his horse and twitched the corner of his mouth, revealing a gloating expression. He lightly glanced at the immortal masters in white not far away. This fierce general of the Beiliang raised his hand gently. The entire cavalry team almost stopped moving at the same time, without the slightest bit of noise. Li Mofan turned his horse around and faced the people of the Guanyin Sect. He gently stroked the halberd tail in the sheepskin pouch with one hand, making up his mind to watch the fire burn across the river. In front of the Qi cultivators, a carriage without a coachman appeared. A young man in black stood quietly in front of the carriage, a huge black tiger lying at his feet. This beast lazily dozed off. Even though it was lying on its stomach, its tall back almost reached the skinny young man's armpit. Li Mofan subconsciously stretched out his hand and rubbed his neck. His memory was still fresh in his mind. When the chief commander first became the commander of the Long Xiang Army, he and the deputy general Wang Lingbao were not convinced. In the end, both of them went up to the martial arts arena together. Wang Lingbao fought head-on and was kicked seven to eight feet away, falling out of the martial arts arena. Li Mofan, on the other hand, managed to withstand a few more blows, but his fate was even worse. He was grabbed by Xu Longxiang like a chicken and swung around before being thrown out of the martial arts arena. Xu Longxiang did not even bother to pat off the dust on his body. The young man obviously did not have enough fun. He hooked his finger at a large group of captains who were watching the battle, hinting for them to replace Li Mofan and Wang Lingbao. In the end, including the two deputy generals, there were 12 captains and more than 40 senior captains. Without exception, they were all beaten up by the new commander. During this period, Xu Longxiang suffered no less than a hundred punches and kicks. Except for the occasional swaying of his body and moving a step or two, he never fell to the ground. In this way, Xu Longxiang was able to secure his position as the commander of the Long Xiang Army. It was only then that he was able to lead the ten thousand cavalrymen behind him in a reckless charge. Furthermore, Xu Longxiang had the leisure and elegance to lead a large group of military officers to act as ordinary crossbowmen and chase down a large group of horse bandits.
However, although Li Mofan admired Commander Xu's astonishing martial prowess on the battlefield, he was still somewhat worried. After all, the combat on the martial arts field was not a life and death battle between two armies. Often, the more eye-catching a general was, the easier it was for him to be heavily surrounded. Li Mofan himself had experienced more than sixty battles, big and small. The most soul-stirring battle he had ever experienced was not when he happened to chance upon those famous enemy generals in the midst of ten thousand soldiers. Instead, it was when an inconspicuous old soldier had snuck up on him like a cat and thrust out a sinister saber. Not only did the tip of the saber nearly pierce through Li Mofan's armor, it also nearly twisted Li Mofan's abdomen. The funny thing was that Li Mofan still did not know the appearance of that old saber wielder who looked like an ordinary soldier.
Who was he? Also, Li Mofan had seen many insufferably arrogant military aces. In the end, they either died tragically under a rain of arrows or under the hooves of horses. Not to mention the distant ones, in the Beiliang Army right in front of him, there were Fish Duck Treading Crossbows that were specifically used to target enemy generals. In the Spring and Autumn War, who knew how many jianghu ruffians with great martial prowess had their hearts pierced by these crossbows. The reason jianghu people were not willing to go to the battlefield and make a name for themselves was largely because of their extraordinary martial prowess. It was very easy for them to be swallowed up by an army that was like a sea of ants. Also, the military had always been a place that paid the most attention to rules. The jianghu experts were mostly idle and did not want to be restrained. The path of martial arts was already difficult. Since they had already made a name for themselves, why would they go to the military and draw a prison?
Li Mofan sighed. Looking at the motionless second son of the great general, he was slightly distracted. He still remembered when he had followed the great general to Beiliang. Along the way, during a celebratory feast, the great general had drunk and raised his cup to point in the direction of Great Peace City. He grinned and said, "The legs of the civil officials kneel there every day. Us old men who lead soldiers to war, only one of us goes to the border! Of the Nine Kingdoms of Spring and Autumn, other than the Southern Tang that we threw to Gu Jiantang as leftovers, we have gone through all of them. Now, there are only the three provinces of Beiliang left. One day, even if I, Xu Xiao, am unable to personally bring all of you to the Northern Mang Royal Court, my son will bring all of you there for a walk. "
Li Mofan exhaled, his gaze becoming determined. After waiting for almost twenty years, he was already in his forties. Motherf * * ker, his five-year-old grandson already knew how to tease the neighbor's daughter. There was finally a big battle to fight!
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