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- If it is said that Qianguo is a holy land that scholars yearn for, then Yanguo, Beifeng County, and Zhenbeihou Mansion are the places that almost all warriors have dreamed about.
Riding horses in the desert, fighting with ferocious barbarians, under the solitary smoke of the desert, is an indelible fantasy in the heart of a bloody man.
This is actually a kind of cultural influence, just like Onda who is kneeling on the ground now.
In his heart, even with that wild man king, there is a dream of Heijia Heiqi.
They can't erase that memory, because that period of time, that period of experience, has been imprinted in their lives and cannot be cut.
Zheng Fan once heard something from a blind man, who heard it from Wen Te, a businessman from the Western Regions in Tuman City.
It is said that after the failure of the barbarian expedition to the west, many barbarian tribes did not return to the desert, but stayed in the mountains and forests adjacent to the desert.
Later, when Rome rose up, it sent troops to exterminate the barbarians who had been entrenched there for one or two generations, but they encountered resolute resistance from the barbarians there. The confrontation and fighting between the two sides lasted for several years. advantage, but still can not completely pacify there.
In the end, Rome bought the small barbarian tribes there with gold coins and "promises" to make them submit to themselves, and at the same time asked them to send their own teenagers into Rome.
Peace is short-lived. In less than twenty years, the barbarians in that area broke out again because of Rome's brutal rule. This time, Rome sent a general. It took him less than half a year to completely pacify the area. barbarian rebellion.
And that general was a barbarian boy who was sent to Rome to grow up and join the army.
What's more interesting is that it was his brother who provoked the barbarian rebellion in that area twenty years later.
In the past, I only heard about this story, but this scene now has a taste of that story.
However, to Zheng Fan's surprise, Tian Wujing didn't seem to intend to cooperate with that savage and continue the play.
Just sitting on Pixiu's back very calmly, watching all this indifferently.
Zheng Chengshou, who was either guessing or on the way to guessing, said:
"Master Hou, this kind of people should not be kept because they are good at learning."
Right now, it is almost certain that the savage king was indeed a soldier in Beifeng County.
Tian Wujing looked at Zheng Fan, then looked straight ahead, and said lightly:
"Are you scared?"
"ErHou Ye, I think it's a trick for Dayan in the end, this kind of"
"The decline and fall of any dynasty is not because its opponent has become stronger because of learning from you, but because it has gone the wrong way and weakened.
It is a kind of guilty conscience to be afraid of being imitated by others. "
"The end will be taught."
At this time, Ang Da, who was kneeling there, had no response, so he could only raise his head and shout:
"It's good to teach the Marquis of Jingnan to know that my king has always admired the weather of Dayan. When he first heard that the Jin people dared to invade Dayan beyond their limits, my king immediately raised troops to attack the Jin people in order to help Dayan share the meager situation.
Today, the Heavenly Master of Dayan came to the snowfield, which is a rare event in our snowfield in a hundred years. If my king knows, he will be overjoyed.
Lord Marquis,
The villain here has the best milk wine, the freshest lamb, and the warmest tent,
Please, Lord Hou, show your face, let the villain be Lord Hou, and welcome the wind for my Yan soldiers! "
Yan Jun suddenly appeared in the snowy field, and everyone knew what he was thinking, and Zheng Fan also knew that the savage kneeling in front of him was just pretending to be confused.
That person didn't want to fight Yan State. To be precise, he didn't want to fight Yan State at this time, and he didn't hesitate to trample on his dignity to seek the slightest possibility of the Yan people's strike.
Tian Wujing still didn't speak, the wind from the snow field, with a slight chill, kept blowing past.
Ang Da's heart sank slowly, but he was still a little unwilling, because he didn't know how many Yan people had come. You must know that 200,000 cavalry from the Yan people can defeat 600,000 Jin troops. The reason why the emperor opened the gate and led the Yan army into the Nanmen Pass, but the Yan people are well known in the world.
Now the front line of Xueguan, Wang's situation is very good, if at this time because of the appearance of the Yan people, there is a flaw in the century-old plan of the saint clan, he, Ang Da, will not be reconciled.
"Master Hou, my king has already sent a team of envoys to Yanjing before winter to convey the respect of my saints to Dayan, my saints"
Tian Wujing finally spoke:
"They're all dead."
&The people of Jin can also defeat the people of Yan. We can defeat any opponent. The glory of the holy clan will return soon!
Jingnan Hou straightened his back,
He raised his knife,
With calm eyes, he looked at Que Mu, the savage man who had already arrived.
Kun,
fall down,
Accompanied by the calm voice of Jingnan Hou:
"To Ben Hou"
For a moment, Que Mu only felt that everything around him seemed to have fallen into a state of stagnation, and a great terror rushed towards him as if the sky had burst!
This is a force that frightens him, this is an unimaginable momentum,
As if the battlefield where tens of thousands of people were fighting around was completely abandoned at this moment,
All that's left is the knife that's about to fall!
Almost instinctively, Que Mu raised his mace horizontally. In the face of this knife, he had to choose to be on the defensive.
"Kneel!"
Kun was chopped on the mace,
"Boom!"
A terrifying air wave exploded, like thunder roaring on dry land.
The bones of the wild boar king under Que Mu's crotch broke, and his body collapsed, turning into a large splash of blood clots;
And Que Mu, who was originally riding on the Wild Boar King,
The body sinks,
The whole body was immersed in the blood of the mount,
Then his feet landed on the ground,
However, the terrifying force on the mace still exists,
"Crack!"
Que Mu's knees bent forward under strong pressure,
the whole person,
Kneel down suddenly! </div> - Didn't finish reading? Add this book to your favoritesI'm a member and bookmarked this chapterCopy the address of this book and recommend it to your friends for pointsChapter error? Click here to report
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