Chapter 40 Recalling the princess’s old life, she was in peace and was carrying a knife when she came out of Liangzhou

Release time: 2025-04-07 07:02:57
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Chapter 40: Remembering the princess’s old life, she was in peace, and the prince of Liangzhou carried a knife. After leaving the city for more than ten miles, the crossbow soldiers of the 100-four-character camp deliberately opened the distance and hung from a distance. The general Wu Dian rode his horse alone to Xu Fengnian. Even though they are facing one of the four teeth of Beiliang who are the most advanced and undoubted loyalty in the past ten years, the three lackeys of the Dazhuguo, Lu Qiantang, Shu Xi and Yang Qingfeng, are still cautious and ready to take action at any time. It can be seen that the three of them are really afraid of Dazhuguo, and they are afraid that a little trouble will hurt His Highness the Prince, so they have to apologize as soon as possible.

Xu Fengnian was asking the old Taoist priest Wei Shuyang of Jiudoumi Sect to ask the essence of “Liangyi Shentong Qi”. Seeing the nervous behavior of Lu Qiantang and the other two, he didn’t say anything. After the general holding the halberd bent down and asked for instructions, he smiled and said, “General Ning, let your troops and horses follow behind. But I don’t want to eat dust. There is no other intention. Don’t be nervous. It’s a dangerous distance. It’s just a sprint. General Ning still believes that Fengzi Camp is the personal guard camp of this prince. Each of them is a brave elite selected from the army of Northern Liang. In addition, General Ning is in charge of command, and it is foolproof.”

This general of Wudian holding a big halberd has a poetic name – Ning Emei, but he was born with five large and three thick, with a wide body of horizontal flesh. The Feng character is full of light cavalry with swords and crossbows. Only his iron cavalry is heavy armor, holding a noticeable iron halberd with Bu character, and has a large bag on his back, which is filled with dozens of short halberds. At a glance, he can tell that he is a general of the rushing formation with ten thousand enemies.

Before Xu Fengnian left the city, he got a summary of Ning Emei’s military achievements, and he had to respect and be amazed. Ning Emei was an orphan on the battlefield. She was picked up by Wang Jian, a general carrying a banner, and raised him. After Wang Juling was killed, he inherited the mantle of his adoptive father. As long as he gave him a halberd in his hand, he would have done several times the feat of taking the head of the general among the army. Each time, he would have to be punished by the Dazhu Kingdom for his great achievements. Otherwise, he would not have become the lowest martial arts rank among the four teeth of the Northern Liang Dynasty. However, Ning Emei could go on the battlefield and kill people, so he would not be care about these things.

Throughout history, those who dare to use halberds as handy weapons are a group of tigers and wolf men who kill people like picking up grass.

The god of killing was on the battlefield. Ning Emei went down to the battlefield, but she was not the kind of barbarian general who would whip the soldiers at will. On the contrary, he was very gentle, respectful and frugal. His voice was full of energy, and he could not help but look loud, but his tone always seemed like a cherry mouth from a woman in Jiangnan. It was really a very awkward thing. At this time, when he heard the explanation of the prince’s prince, Ning Emei held a large halberd with a sharp halberd towards the ground, and said shyly: “For this trip, Dazhuguo ordered all subordinates to obey the orders of His Highness the Prince. Your Highness will say whatever you say.”

Xu Fengnian glanced at the big iron halberd in Ning Emei’s hand and asked curiously: “General Ning, this halberd must weigh 70 or 80 kilograms.”

Ning Emei said in surprise: “Your Highness the prince recognizes this halberd as a halberd of Bu”

Xu Fengnian laughed in silenceHe said, “I heard my second sister talk about it by chance. I wouldn’t think it was the sling that made the whistle instrument.”

Ning Emei did not notice that the atmosphere around her was a bit stagnant, and said to herself, “Your Highness the Prince’s guess is correct. This stern weighs 75 kilograms, which ordinary people can’t take.”

Xu Fengnian, who wore two swords on her waist, laughed and said, “If you have the chance, you have to see General Ning’s flying stern. I heard Xu Xiao say that your short stern can fall off a horse with one stern, and you will be fine.”

Ning Emei was a little embarrassed and just smiled. Finally he resigned and returned with a horse and a halberd.

The charming and heartless heart pulled the reins, watched coldly, and the corners of his mouth were full of disdain: This Beiliang general, who is a confidant in the Great Pillar Kingdom, is really ignorant of the world of officialdom. Since the prince has seen through the weapons, no matter whether he is aware of the goods or a blind cat hitting a dead mouse, he doesn’t know how to flatter him and say something in front of the sword. Are you mocking the prince’s prince for being powerless? You are such a reckless man who is not a master of swords, even if the prince is not a master of swords, the two peerless good swords are cold and they are soaked in blood. The “ordinary” can control it.

The burly swordsman Lu Qiantang, who is not inferior to Ning Emei, just concentrates his mind and closes his eyes, and holds the hilt of the giant sword Chixia sword picked from the arsenal with his thumb.

Yang Qingfeng was shrouded in a spacious black robe, making his hands look more dazzling.

Xu Fengnian continued to move forward and said softly: “In the past, Western Chu claimed that he had held a million halberds in five thousand miles, but the invincible halberds were defeated by Xu Xiao’s iron cavalry. It seems that the spear in the world is the sharpest in the Beiliang cavalry.”

The old Taoist Wei Shuyang stroked his beard and chuckled softly: “The old Taoist was fortunate to see thousands of iron cavalry running in the thunder in the early years, just like the tide on the Guangling River. It is destroyable to turn the rivers and mountains, and I am fascinated.”

Xu Fengnian blinked and said, “Grandpa Wei, I have seen many of these.”

The old Taoist was stunned for a long time, and finally realized it with a happy smile on his face. This made Shusha, who was kept in the dark, puzzled. Shu Xiu and the other two men were in the palace to raise hawks and dogs. The longest days of Yang Qingfeng were only seven or eight years old. At that time, His Royal Highness was already the most famous No. 1 Beiliangtou No. 1, which is inauspicious and unsuccessful playboy.

There is no such thing as a devil cult in the world. How can there be no sect gangs that don’t know how to be a life-and-death sects that put themselves on the hat of “evil” are some vicious sects who have been associated with these two words, most of them will go to lively places to cry and cry for their parents and cry for injustice, especially in the world that was crushed by the Iron Cavalry of Beiliang. No one has the courage to take advantage of this kind of destined short-lived tendency. The world was mixed with fish and dragons, just like the nine kingdoms of the Central Plains Spring and Autumn Period. There is a sect that makes most of the rivers and lakes look up to call themselves the Devil Sect. What will happen?
Longhu Mountain easily created a fairy Qi Xuanjian, who is rare in a century, posted in the world., in the battle against the Demon-Slaying Platform on the top of Lian, Qi Dazhenren slaughtered all six pretentious demon masters alone. Since then, the Demon Sect has been in a slump and has faded out of sight for fifty years. God knows how many times he has been riding on his neck by his grandson sect.

Shu Xi came from a side sect in the Western Chu State. She studied some witchcraft that was severely suppressed by the righteous path, but she was not a good thing. Although she was a rare witch in the sect, she was expected to inherit the position of the sect leader, Shu Xi had his own ambitions and looked down on the small family spirit of less than a hundred people gangs. She escaped and lived happily alone. With her best skin and inferior charm, she accidentally obtained the broken book from a middle-aged Taoist who had a treasure but didn’t know it. After practicing the upper level of the mind, his skills soared and he was out of control. After learning that it was only one-third of the “Baidi Baopu Jue”, he followed the clues and touched the Tingchao Pavilion Armory. It was a blessing that he had not died. He only entered the palace. Before he could see the shadow of Tingchao Pavilion, he was beaten to death by the master hidden in the mansion. In the future, he had several successful assassinations in exchange for a chance to survive. This time he got the “Baidi Baopu Jue”, which is of course very cherished.

Don’t think that the Beiliang Palace is only assassinated. Once a group of people came, Beiliang didn’t go out immediately to give iron-blooded revenge, and then he would not kill the roots.

This is the viciousness of Xu Xiao of the Great Pillar Kingdom. Only when bloody cases accumulate together can Shu Xi, a person who is fearless and fearless, become so timid. No matter how afraid of death is, a heroic female hero can’t withstand the hundreds, thousands of ways to make life worse than death in the Great Pillar Kingdom.

Xu Fengnian had no good feelings for Shu Xi and the other two, and there was no need to politely greet him. She just rode her horse to the side of the carriage, lifted up the curtains, and saw Yu Youwei playing with Wu Meiniang in her arms. She was in a good mood, whether it was Kuiyu Youwei or Yu Xuanji, the orphan girl of the Sword Master of the Western Chu Emperor, now she was in a cage everywhere. But if she could change to a larger cage and move from the royal palace to the entire world, then she would always be in a better mood.

Jiang Ni shrank in the corner, not sitting, but squatting to read a secret book, frowned slightly, and looked very hard at everything he did.

As for the old man with sheepskin fur, he occupied most of the carriage, took off his boots, and picked his feet with his hands. After picking them, he placed them in front of his nose and smelled them.