Beyond the city of King Qian, there is a tributary of the Wuhu River, and the miscellaneous banners are gathered together in an unstructured manner, not to mention weapons and equipment, and even the skin color of the soldiers is not uniform.

With the appearance of the obvious Aryans, the Northern Tianzhu "noble race" and the Southern Tianzhu black skin "cheap race", although they are both simple weapons in hand, but the momentum gap is huge, the Northern Tianzhu people are obviously much more arrogant, and prefer to ride cattle from time to time, showing off "force" in front of the people of the Qianguo country for a long time.

"Hah!"

The noble warriors of the Northern Tianzhu Princely State with crooked beards drove their cattle in expensive chariots to their camps.

It's just that he was in a bit of a hurry, and he actually stood in front of a special cavalry.

"Da Xuan order! Back to the teacher of Suale! ”

Hearing that familiar voice, the face of the noble warrior of the princely state changed, and he immediately waved his whip and whipped the cattle, and anxiety appeared on his face.

And the cavalry is getting closer and closer, he is still blocking the road, this narrow valley recorded by Master Xuanzang, there are few places suitable for war horses to gallop......

"Death to those who stand in the way—"

"stupid dog!"

The knight is in a hurry, and he is no longer too lazy to talk nonsense, and as soon as the horse bow is overturned, the arrow is a strong shot!

Burst! Burst! Burst......

Three horses and three arrows, shot the Tianzhu warrior on the spot, this noble warrior of the princely state, how could he not have imagined, he died here inexplicably.

Rumble!

The chariot was dragged by the horses, the cattle were cut in two, and the knights passed through the gaps, and in a few breaths disappeared at the end of the road.

Not long after, there were noble warriors from the northern Tianzhu kingdom who led people to the camp to make trouble, and for a time it was quite quarrelsome and lively.

"What's going on?"

"Zan Shuai, it's the descendants of the earth kings who lost honey who are making trouble."

"What are you making trouble?"

"I heard that it was their cousin, who was shot dead by our brother who delivered the letter."

"Can you check it?"

"It's our arrows, and there's a corpse."

Hearing such an answer, the man known as "Zan Shuai" had an awe-inspiring face: "Go, tell Liang Dashuai, and say that there is a rebellion ...... the king of the soil."

"Yes."

After a while, the big camp asked these princely noble warriors to come over and offer conditions, saying that they could compensate. Seeing that the Tang people were so good at talking, the noble warriors of the Tubang in Northern Tianzhu were suddenly overjoyed, and they were busy asking for compensation for gold, silver and slaves, as for how much to pay, it has not yet been decided, you can pay a little first, and the rest, after returning to Tianzhu, then talk about it.

"Zan Junmo, why do you still endure these mongrels?"

"Our army is miscellaneous, mostly a rabble, and if you kill it secretly, it will be underestimated. is about to gather all the tribes and kill them in a grand manner, so that they can kill chickens and monkeys! ”

After saying that, Zan Jun Mo smiled fiercely, and after raising his hand, he quickly slashed down.

"Intercepting the messenger and probing the horse is equivalent to a spy! Chop! ”

As soon as the military order was given, he immediately rushed out of a brigade-sized thug, and without waiting for the noble warriors of the Northern Tianzhu Tubang to react, he directly carried a horizontal knife and slashed.

If there is no resistance or there is no time to resist, it is more happy, and death is a big scar on the mouth of the bowl. Those samurai with small skills are miserable, just because they have to resist after reacting, most of them are chopped into flesh, not to mention the flesh and blood, even the heart, liver, spleen, lungs and kidneys, and they can't have a mess.

The soldiers carrying horizontal knives and poked the scene without changing their faces, and all the leaders of the coalition forces who were present to see how the Tang people could compensate fell to their knees for a while, trembling and saying words begging for mercy and forgiveness in their own dialects.

After a long time, these people forgot about the things that the Bolu people were wreaking havoc everywhere, and they also forgot that the Bolu people were just servants of the Tang people.

And these warriors in front of them who seem to be extremely brave are just Hebei swordsmen and the like, when they go to the Western Regions to beg for a living, they are mostly rangers, and they are not in the flow of goods in their hometown.

Most of the dart masters such as the Fuwei Dart Bureau have their own business, and rarely sell their force so cheaply. Even if Mr. Wang throws away this civilian identity, he was a dignified general ten years ago, and he was a regular army on guard against the Hetao.

"Liang Mengbiao obeys orders!"

Chenguang, who was still cleaning up the field, suddenly a herald arrived, and just looking at the exaggerated outfit, he knew that it was the person next to Li Chunfeng. And it's not a stick boy who follows the dancing god, but there are some heels.

"Mark it in!"

"Lead the 1st Brigade and the 3rd Regiment of Fandi, and wait for the Nanqian Cavalry."

"Mark it and remember!"

After receiving the arrow, Liang Mengbiao stepped forward and whispered: "Second brother is convenient, dare to ask the Qiannan cavalry to come, could it be Captain An?" ”

The herald shook his head, and also lowered his voice: "It's not Captain An, but a fierce general, I heard that he is extremely good at charging into battle, and he was the one who robbed the Turkic Golden Tent back then?" ”

Hearing this, Liang Mengbiao thought slightly, and glanced at Zan Junmo on the side: "Could it be that Mobei Fei will be the Duke of Dingfang?" ”

"Maybe it's General Su, but I can't guarantee that it's really him."

The herald didn't dare to pack the ticket, only saying that it was a rumor. But Zan Junmo and Liang Mengbiao, as veterans who have been mixed up for so many years, how can they not know the important points?

Those who can suppress the Qiannan cavalry and keep Cheng Chubi from tossing are either too big or old acquaintances. And Su Dingfang, both of them can be regarded as a little dip. Su Lie was jointly promoted by Li Ji and Zhang Gongjin, and was covered by Chi Gong, the commander of the Anbei Metropolitan Guard, and the origin was not small, and Cheng Chubi was in the Anbei Metropolitan Protectorate to do something about robbing homes and houses, so naturally he and Su Lie can be regarded as colleagues.

After the herald left, Zan Junmo thought for a while and said in a deep voice: "I'm afraid I have found the whereabouts of the eldest grandson envoy?" ”

"It can only be explained like this, otherwise, how can Su Dingfang be here in person?"

"It's just...... Su Dingfang is here, and there must be a small number of people. ”

"If you want to get out of trouble smoothly and return to Datang under the noses of the Tocharians, it is not possible to have a lot of people. Otherwise, Cheng Sima would have called him directly. ”

"There are not many soldiers...... Having said that, it's just that when they go west, most of them are people who see money and open their eyes, and they are not limited to the Tocharians, they are Persians, and they are also such small-bellied chicken intestines. If you are not careful, I am afraid that it will be a lot of tribulations. ”

Although the two of them were worried, Su Lie and his party, who had arrived at the city of Sule Sehe in the valley of the canyon, were very confident. Su Lie, who was not young, still had the posture of a flying young man, no matter how dangerous the messenger beside him said about the situation of Changsun Chong, he was indifferent, as if he didn't care about it at all.

When he calmed down, the deputy asked him strangely: "General, how can you let a leader like the general do such a thing of saving people?" Shouldn't it be the people who left and right the cantonment camps that should take over? ”

"An eldest grandson Chong, where is it worth being a royal guard? If the matter is revealed, will it be possible to tell the world that Your Majesty is still doing such things? ”

Su Lie disdainfully said, and said, "Moreover, a certain is a cavalry general, and his future fame is in this place in the river in the Western Regions." If you don't look at it, how can you know its astronomical and geographical changes? ”

When he spoke, Su Lie was still as chic and flying as he was back then. Played tricks with the Turks, and rushed directly to the camp of the Turkic Khan with 300 men; It was a beautiful misunderstanding to fight with the Tielers, after all, I just wanted to see how big the grassland really was.

As for now, for Su Dingfang, it is probably "how hot is the river, I want to go and see it"......

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