932. Yan Three Princes Yan Tu
Rongguo, Gaoli County.
The cold wind was fierce, the horses neighed, and the snowflakes swept through the bone-chilling wind, making people's hearts chill.
Xia Lihong gritted his teeth and looked at the young general in front of him, eager to peel off the other party's skin and bones, "Yan Tu!" You are the first to stop my army from going west, and the last to destroy my grain and grass! I, Xia Lihong, will never let you go easily! ”
The person sitting on the horse opposite, dressed in bronze skin, holding a heavy hammer tightly in his hand, his face was like a knife and axe, and what was even more amazing was that the man's glass eyes were shining, like the purest lake on the grassland, and like the dazzling stars in the night sky, which made people dare not look directly.
If it weren't for the young and arrogant look between his eyebrows, Xia Lihong once thought that he was facing a battle-hardened veteran!
This is the third prince of Yan, Yan Tu!
Listening to Xia Lihong's angry words, Yan Tu just laughed loudly, with a hint of banter and disdain in his eyes, but the Chinese he spit out was extremely standard.
"Heh, you are in cahoots with the Black Tiger Tribe, what kind of western expeditionary army, are you afraid that others will not know that you have joined the enemy?!"
"You!" Xia Lihong almost vomited blood, gritted his teeth and looked at the other party, "You are talking!" ”
"Dog, don't you have any points in your heart?! Yes? On the battlefield, you are only allowed to play yin, and others are not allowed to go around, I see if your brain has been kicked by a horse, and you are talking nonsense! Yan Tu laughed loudly, but the words that came out of his mouth were extremely ugly.
Xia Lihong just stared at the other party, "You burned the grain and grass of our army, this winter, I will look at you Yan Guo...... How to live?! Winter will soon begin, and when the time comes, don't blame this king for not reminding you! You're digging your own grave! ”
The corners of Yan Tu's mouth hooked, with a terrifying aura all over his body, but he raised a harmless bloodthirsty smile.
"This ...... I don't bother you! ”
Yan Tu sneered, and didn't forget to make a grimace at Xia Lihong, picked up a piece of dirt at random, and hit Xia Lihong's horse accurately, and the war horse suddenly neighed, almost dismounting Xia Lihong.
And Yan Tu turned his head, took his army, and disappeared on the vast grassland.
The cold wind was cold, the stars were twinkling in the sky, Xia Lihong was trembling with anger, and returned to the city with hatred and hatred.
"Go! Gather all the generals you can muster! It's time to start! Xia Lihong returned to the camp and dismounted, roaring and kicking a lieutenant on the shoulder.
The deputy general endured the pain and did not dare to delay, so he hurriedly ran to call someone.
In a short time, the main tent was already full of people.
"How can this be true? How unreasonable! Xia Lihong kicked a brazier crookedly, trembling with anger.
"Your Highness, those who have achieved great things must be happy and angry, you ......" A somewhat old voice sounded, and the person who sat down in the first place spoke in a light tone, unable to hear emotions.
The man had a face that was seven points similar to Wang Shujun, and he was twisting his beard at the moment, as if what was happening around him had nothing to do with him.
If Wen Ranran were to stand here and see this person, she would have exclaimed.
Because this person is none other than the single seal that made Wen Ranran feel familiar at the Yangzhou Martial Arts Conference.
Perhaps, it should be more appropriate to call Wang Fengshan at this time.
"This ...... General Wang didn't know anything...... The thief! It's too much of a deception! Actually burned our reserve grain and grass to the ground! Xia Lihong barely stabilized his emotions, and still told Wang Fengshan what was happening now.
After Wang Fengshan listened, a crack finally appeared on his face, which had been calm.
"Huh...... Young! Reckless! ”