This young man who only had five or six retainers with him was the Crown Prince of Yan Chi, Zhao Zhu. Compared to Wu Zhongxuan and his men who were clad in metal armor, Zhao Zhu was dressed in a brocade robe. If it were not for the common saber on his waist, he would be easily mistaken for a young master who was out traveling. Beside him were two personal bodyguards from the Crown Prince's mansion, as well as a few outsiders from the Southern Border, one man and two women. The man's attire was extremely strange. He had a monk's ring scar on his bald head, but he wore a Taoist robe. The slightly older woman was extremely beautiful. She looked like a beautiful woman in her early thirties. If it wasn't for the fact that her aura was extremely strong and intimidating, she would have died young in this chaotic world of war and on the banks of the Guangling River where the smoke of war was rising from all directions. The younger woman was tall and was clearly a woman from the Northern Lands. Her appearance was not that stunning, but she had a unique style. Tang He, Li Chunyu, and the other generals had long heard of the half-monk, half-Taoist man and the woman who had appeared on the Rouge List three times. Gong Banque, the disciple of Wang Xianzhi of the Martial Emperor City, and Lin Ya, the Great Grandmaster of Fist Arts, were well-known figures in Jianghu. As for why these two people had attached themselves to His Royal Highness, they were too lazy to think about it. No matter what conflict Crown Prince Zhao Zhu had with their benefactor, Wu Zhongxuan, the vast Southern Border would be filled with heartfelt admiration. His Royal Highness had joined the army at a young age and had killed almost ten people in the land of the Berserk Miasma. He had built countless fortresses of various sizes. Before the rise of the young man surnamed Xu in Beiliang, the people of the Southern Border were incomparably proud. They liked to say to outsiders that they had produced the Crown Prince of the Crown Prince who was most proficient in both the pen and the sword.
Zhao Zhu smiled brightly and returned a fist salute. "Thank you for your hard work, General."
Wu Zhongxuan's mouth twitched. This was probably considered a smile.
Zhao Zhu turned his head to look at the river and asked softly, "What is the movement between Zhao Xun and Zhao Yi?"
Zhao Zhu was, after all, the commander-in-chief of the Northern Expedition in name. Wu Zhongxuan was only the deputy commander-in-chief, assisting His Royal Highness, who had disappointed Li Yang greatly. Wu Zhongxuan said in a low voice, "The Qingzhou Navy went east along the river. At the Wubo Lake Pass, Longdu, and the west of Bailu Lake Zhuji, to block the return route... Furthermore, The Qingzhou Navy's division of the Navy is. Zhao Xun....... Qingzhou Qingzhou is definitely an expert who is guiding Zhao........ .. As for Zhao Yi's half of the Guangling Navy, on the vast Bailu Lake, the large warships are more powerful. Now that the ships are in formation, they are like cavalry on land. Cao Changqing's West Chu Navy has few soldiers and small ships to begin with. Encountering such a formation, not only is it difficult to attack from the front and difficult to attack from the back, even their original advantage of being small and nimble has disappeared. "
Zhao Zhu nodded and seemed to ask casually, "In the late spring, what is the weather like at Bailu Lake? What is the wind direction?"
Wu Zhongxuan was stunned. Not only was this old general who had never personally participated in a large naval battle, the other generals were also stumped.
Lin Ya, the female Wu Dao grandmaster who once carried a cauldron to smash the slow-moving sword that entered the city at Suixie Valley, smiled and said, "The strategists of the Spring Snow House who have been living by the Guangling River all year round aren't all good-for-nothings.
Zhao Zhu sighed and said, "Then now it all depends on whether Cao Changqing can turn the tide with his strength alone."
Gong Banque rubbed his bald head. "It will be difficult. The best swordsman in the capital, Qi Jiajie, has arrived. Chai Qingshan of the Dongyue Sword Pool will also not be absent. It is said that the woman surnamed Xuanyuan from Mount Hui will also help. In addition to Zhao Gou, who has turned out in full force, killing Cao Changqing is out of the question. But if we talk about blocking a few of them, it will not be difficult. "
Wu Zhongxuan's cavalry unit bid farewell and left. Zhao Zhu remained on the riverbank for a long time. He shook his head and lowered his head to look. The saber at his waist was tied with a thin string to a worn-out money pouch.
His Royal Highness muttered to himself, "If there is a day when the country belongs to me, Zhao Zhu, and the jianghu belongs to you, Hsu Fengnian. Then it will not be in vain that we two brothers met at Dantong Pass. "
He reached out and grabbed the cloth pouch that he had sewn and mended many times. He gritted his teeth and said in a low voice, "The one surnamed Xu, no matter what difficulties you encounter, don't die. You are the only brother I will recognize in my life! Don't try to be a hero. If worst comes to worst, you can come to my place. You have to know that the little beggar who was so poor that his pocket could not even make a sound is now richer than anyone else! "
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The northern barbarians saw beautiful silk, but they did not believe that it was made from silk spun by insects. The scholars of the Central Plains did not believe that there were yurts in the grasslands that could accommodate a thousand people. The people of the world did not go to Guangling River, but they did not believe that there were large boats on the river that could accommodate twenty thousand people.
In the middle of Bailu Lake, a majestic ship that was thirty to forty feet above the water's surface sailed alone on the lake. Looking at the direction of the ship's bow, it was heading toward the West Chu navy.
A large flag with the character "Jiang" flapped in the wind.
A beautiful woman with a purple sword case on her back stood on the railing of the third floor. Her clothes fluttered in the wind, making her look like a fairy.
The surface of the lake was vast. Suddenly, a small boat appeared in the distance. It got closer and closer until it was a few hundred feet away from the ship.
A woman in white sat at the bow of the boat. A red string was tied around her wrist and a wine pot was hanging.
Behind her stood a person in a red robe with large sleeves.
The woman with the sword on her back and the woman in white looked at each other at almost the same time. It was just a glance and they did not look at each other anymore.
The world did not know that this meeting had been separated by a full eight hundred years.
The woman in white Luo Yang retracted her gaze. She raised her head and drank a mouthful of wine. She smiled lazily and said, "After so many years, I still find it annoying."
On the other side, Jiang Ni reached out and pressed down on the sword case. Only then did the sword in the case stop crying.
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In the big city of the West Regions that stood thousands of miles above the yellow sand.
When the sword was about to leave the city, the short man with a wooden face and long arms like an ape no longer suppressed the shockingly abundant Qi in his body. His body suddenly expanded, and only then did he return to his normal stature.
The long sword rushed forward in a line.
He reached out his palm and hit the tip of the first sword. He twisted his wrist.
The thousands of "flying swords" in the line all flew in a circle.
After the long sword that pierced through the thick city wall spun for a while, it blasted a hole as big as a basket on the city wall.
In the next moment, Tuoba Bodhisattva, who was charging forward, slammed his palm on the city wall.
The whole city was in an uproar as if there was an earthquake.
The 160 swords that went out of the city to "welcome the guest" were all shattered inch by inch. The 70 swords that were still connected with Qi in the city were also shattered by Tuoba Bodhisattva's palm.
Walking on the lonely street in the city, Hsu Fengnian waved his sleeve. The long sword changed into a thunder whip that was used by immortals to suppress otherworldly items. Purple lightning lingered around the long whip. The long whip fiercely slashed on the inner city wall. The Qi knife cut through the wall like tofu and shot toward Tuoba Bodhisattva.
The number one martial artist in Beimang, who rarely fought for many years, strode forward and directly broke through the city wall. After entering the city, he grabbed the Upstanding Qi that looked like a long whip but was actually the essence of the Sword Will and tore it apart. His other hand slapped out casually. The broken pieces of the city wall that didn't have time to fall to the ground disappeared in a flash. Hsu Fengnian put two fingers together and gently drew. The long whip with purple Qi that didn't weaken at all quickly bent and retracted. It smashed the huge rock that broke through the air. Under the whip, a bottomless ravine was torn out on the street.
In the next moment, Tuoba Bodhisattva's left foot stepped on the tip of the sword. The whole sword began to shake.
Hsu Fengnian whispered, "Disperse."
The remaining seven hundred flying swords seemed to have understood human nature. They "acted on their own" and danced wildly. After the movement, there was silence.
The seven hundred flying swords stopped in the air and formed a semicircular formation. The seven hundred flying swords pointed directly at Tuoba Bodhisattva on the ground.
This stop was just a moment.
The rain of swords fell rapidly.
It was like a rainstorm falling from the sky.
The violent crackling sounds were like raindrops the size of soybeans hitting the surface of an oil paper umbrella.
Dust flew up on the street.
Hsu Fengnian kicked Tuoba Bodhisattva's chest, telling him to leave the city from where he entered.
However, Tuoba Bodhisattva rushed into the city again at a speed that was countless times faster than when he left the city. He punched Hsu Fengnian's right elbow that he raised to block.
Then Hsu Fengnian's right fist and Tuoba Bodhisattva's left fist collided at the same time.
Both of them only took two steps back.
However, the tall buildings on their left and right had all collapsed.
The streets near their feet were filled with swords that had fallen to the ground. Some were straight and some were slanted.
After Tuoba Bodhisattva and Hsu Fengnian's fist collided again, they both took a step back and frowned.
Because he realized that the five hundred flying swords had sunk into the ground at the same time and disappeared.
Ever since Hsu Fengnian started practicing saber martial arts, he had traveled through two Jianghu. In these years, when he fought with his enemies to the death, he mostly borrowed other people's moves and rarely created his own moves.
Today, Hsu Fengnian not only wanted to gamble on victory and defeat, he also wanted to use this opportunity to return to the peak of another realm at the same height!
Previously, there was a sword in the world.
After that, there was a sword on the ground.
After Hsu Fengnian took three steps back, a rolling earth dragon formed by flying swords broke out of the ground and pounced on Tuoba Bodhisattva.
His momentum was strong, his strength was great, and his Qi was long. It was not something that the One Line Sword that had left the city could compare to.
Tuoba Bodhisattva was actually forced out of the city.
After this sword, Hsu Fengnian's state of mind also improved a little.
He walked out of the city in a carefree manner. It was a pity that no one saw him.
If the arrogant old man with the sheepskin fur coat was still alive, he would also cheer and applaud.
If Old Huang was still alive, he would definitely grin and give him a thumbs up with his missing front teeth.
If some wanderer who had traveled the Jianghu with Hsu Fengnian with a wooden sword could also see this, he would most likely say some words of dissatisfaction, but in his heart, he would be happier than anyone else.
Hsu Fengnian looked into the distance.
It was as if he was looking at the Jianghu.
This Jianghu where there was only him and was somewhat lonely.
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