(Begging for collection. I'm only two thousand away from forty thousand ~)
Ning Emei led the hundred Phoenix Battalion light cavalry and continued to follow His Royal Highness. He didn't make a sound when he passed by White Chen Zhibao. Although Ning Emei was a top class warrior, he wasn't interested in climbing up the ranks in the Beiliang army. He gave off a dull feeling. Today, Little Butcher led three hundred heavy cavalry to send him off and created such a commotion. Ning Emei couldn't help but frown when he passed by that eye-catching white robe. He realized that His Royal Highness didn't look at him with the same friendliness as before. Ning Emei gripped the Bo Iron Halberd in his hand. Its weight was second only to Wang Tongshan, the number one general under King Yan's command. He turned his head and saw that the hundred or so Phoenix Battalion personal guards all turned their heads every few steps to admire Chen Zhibao. Ning Emei fell into deep thought.
Beiliang's Four Fangs, Dian Xiongzong led the six thousand Iron Stupas, the second most elite heavy cavalry, and Wei Fucheng led the one third of Beiliang's "White Crossbow Feather Forest". Both of them were trusted generals that Chen Zhibao had groomed. Ning Emei wasn't familiar with these two young generals of Beiliang. They were only limited to their skillful coordination on the battlefield. In terms of prestige in the army, Ning Emei didn't lose to them at all. However, in terms of military power, the difference was more than three ranks. Ning Emei laughed at himself. He raised the halberd in his hand and slowed down the speed of the cavalry. He pulled away from His Royal Highness's request.
Dian Xiongzong turned his head and spat on the ground. He said disdainfully, "General, is His Royal Highness scared out of his wits? He doesn't even dare to let us send him off. It's better if he doesn't. Old Dian isn't willing to be snubbed. We Iron Stupas are all brave men who use Beimang barbarians' heads as urinals. We can't afford to lose face like this! "
Wei Fucheng, who was more like a private school teaching children how to read and write, was much more reserved. He chuckled and said, "Four years ago, when Your Highness went out to travel, you only brought an old coachman with you. His Royal Highness is in high spirits. Naturally, he doesn't like our intrusion. Old Dian, you're an old man who only knows how to kill. How can you understand His Royal Highness's romance? "
The six thousand Iron Stupas could be ranked second in the Beiliang Army, second only to the Beimang Army's dragon cavalry that was personally led by Xu Xiao. One was black and one was white. They made Beimang's three hundred and fifty thousand soldiers tremble in fear. During the Spring and Autumn War, Xu Xiao taught the world a bloody truth. Victory and defeat on the battlefield were never simply a competition of numbers of soldiers. It was not even a matter of the ratio of armor, but the combination of different types of soldiers. The Western Wall was the Fish Drum Camp, which was the number one in a battle to the death. They were not afraid of death. They opened up a bloody path for the three thousand Great Snow Dragon Cavalry to penetrate the hinterland of Ye Bai Kui's halberd army. Chen Zhibao sat in the middle of the army, strategizing. Wang Fei personally beat the drums. Xu Xiao abandoned his helmet and bore the brunt of the charge. The three thousand white horses and white armor galloped like thunder. Among them were the corpses of more than a thousand soldiers from the Fish Drum Camp. Since the scholars of West Chu said that there was no West Chu after the Western Wall, then Xu Xiao made West Chu completely disappear.
The Spring and Autumn Period of the Nine Kingdoms, where famous generals emerged in large numbers, was the most dazzling era for martial artists. Dian Xiongnan, Wei Fucheng, was precisely a young general who rose to prominence from the flames of war. His fame was accumulated by stepping on the white bones of the Spring and Autumn Period generals one after another. There was an indescribable pride and ambition in his body. How could he possibly look down on the vultures of the younger generation? So what if you are His Royal Highness? Beiliang's army places great importance on military merit. Every year, there are so many silk pants who are thrown to the border by their fathers' generation. Which one of them is not drilled by them until they are hovering between life and death, and do not even have the strength to cry? Which one of them did not in the end forget even their eighteen generations of ancestors, and only remember their superiors in the army? You, Hsu Fengnian, other than the title of His Royal Highness, what else does he have?
Dian Xiongnan spat and laughed nastily, "Damn his mother's romance! The year before last, laozi led six hundred Iron Cavalry straight into Beimang for eight hundred li, and robbed a provincial governor's daughter. She was stripped naked on horseback, and after that, she was stabbed to death and hung on a spear. That is laozi's romance! "
Wei Fucheng bent down and stroked his beloved horse's mane. He joked, "As a result, you were hung on the fence of the barracks by the Great Pillar State and froze for the whole night. I heard that your thing was frozen to the point that it could not be seen. Can you still use it now?"
Dian Xiongnan patted his belly and laughed boldly, "It can still be thick and thin. Laodian has no objections on horseback and bed. Wei Fuzi, if you don't believe me, you can borrow your daughter and give it a try. I guarantee you won't be convinced!"
Wei Fucheng felt a headache coming on. He said, "You dare to have ideas about my daughter? Do you believe that I, Bai Nu Yulin, will destroy your six thousand Iron Stupas? "
Dian Xiongnan curled his lips and said, "Fuzi is farting again. If you have the ability, each of us will pull out a hundred people and throw them on the drill ground to fight. Let's see which family's bastard will lie on the ground and cry for his mother."
From beginning to end, the little butcher Chen Zhibao, whose reputation was not as important as that of Beiliang's Four Fangs and Four Tiger Generals, did not interrupt. He did not remind his right-hand men to be careful with their words, nor did he echo and make sarcastic remarks about His Royal Highness, who was unpopular. His expression was indifferent. His adoptive father, Da Zhu Guo, was about to enter the capital to meet the Emperor. Therefore, for the time being, he would not go to Beiliang's border where Beimang's two armies intersected. All military affairs would be handed over to Chen Zhibao. Beiliang's three hundred thousand Iron Cavalry had long been accustomed to this. The little butcher was not only the first adoptive son of Da Zhu Guo, but also a famous general who was outstanding in both civil and military strategy. Who did not know that in the past, if he had not personally refused His Majesty the Emperor to let him go to the south to lead an army alone, he would have long been a major official of the southern border. How could the ten southern tribes of barbarians have the chance to jump around on the border?
Wei Fucheng smiled and said, "Ning Da Ji has received this bitter task. I reckon he will be so angry that he won't be able to sleep every day."
Dian Xiongnan gloated, "Ning Tieji is not a bad person. When he kills people, he is not lenient. He is strong enough in both horse and foot battles. Laodian is as famous as him. I am convinced! As for you, Wei Fuzi, to be honest, you are somewhat inferior. "
Wei Fuzi did not take it seriously. Dian Xiongnan had always been outspoken. When he talked to him about the principles of war and strategy, he would not listen.
Chen Zhibao looked at the sky above his head and muttered, "The sky has changed."
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Yu Youwei coyly wanted to ride the horse alone. Hsu Fengnian could not persuade her, so he simply gave the white horse to her and got on the carriage. In the carriage, the cross-eyed old man finally put on his boots. He stretched his neck to look at the secret book in Jiang Ni's hands. Jiang Ni, who was squatting in the corner, was the most stingy. He put up the cover and read silently. The two people were in a deadlock, competing in patience. When the old man saw His Royal Highness get into the carriage, he appeared to be somewhat impatient. His nose and eyes were vertical, and he did not give him a good face.
After Hsu Fengnian sat down, he took off the Embroidered Winter and Spring Thunder Double Blades and placed them on his knees. The simple and unadorned Spring Thunder Double Blade was below and the beautiful Embroidered Winter Thunder Double Blade was above. The two blades, one long and one short, overlapped. It was also a beautiful sight. Even Jiang Ni could not help but take a few more glances. She had seen Hsu Fengnian's double blades roll up a thousand piles of snow on the ice surface of Tidehark Lake. In her heart, her hatred for Hsu Fengnian deepened. Only such a beautiful woman was worthy of these double blades. Hsu Fengnian, no matter how diligent you were in practicing your blades, you were still a two-headed snake with three legs. You would only disgrace the double blades! Hsu Fengnian, who came to listen to the book, automatically ignored the old man with the sheepskin fur coat. He closed his eyes and ordered, "Read the Thousand Swords Grass Compendium."
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