Dafeng Night Watchman -
Chapter 351: Chapter 351: The Mighty Xu Yinluo
Chapter 351: Chapter 351: The Mighty Xu Yinluo
"Everyone lie down."
Chu Xianglong roared, and he subconsciously wanted to pounce on the ordinary maid, but he forced himself to hold back and turned to protect the "genuine" princess.
The boulder crashed down with a strong wind.
Yang Yan reached back and grabbed the silver spear on his back. The tip of the spear shook lightly, and the red tassel bloomed.
With a "click", the boulder that was enough to smash half of the delegation into meat paste broke into small pieces of pebbles and fell down with a crackling sound.
The broken stones fell on the armor and helmets of the soldiers, and they didn't know what it was. The maid who had no protective equipment held her head and squatted on the ground, and the guards helped to block the broken stones.
After a wave of tentative attacks, it fell into a short period of calm, and the other party did not rush to attack.
Xu Qian'an narrowed his eyes and looked up. In the dense forest above, there stood a figure ten feet tall. He was taller than the trees and covered with thick black hair.
His body was not muscular, but had a thick layer of fat. His facial features were rough and his face was covered with black hair. He licked his lips and looked down at the delegation with a look of bloodthirsty killing.
Crack, crack...
There was a movement in the forest to the south. Trees fell in pieces, as if they were oppressed by some creature.
Not long after, a black dragon emerged from the dense forest. It was so huge that its head was comparable to a two-story attic, with black mane, black scales, and forked horns.
The body exposed to everyone was more than twenty feet long, and the total length was estimated to be more than a hundred feet.
A pair of vertical pupils stared at everyone indifferently.
This dragon is too big. Such a body is not suitable for fighting at all... Taoist Jinlian said in the ancient tomb that the demon race does not follow the route of volume... The dragon has the blood of the demon god?
Well, maybe the northern demon race all have the blood of the demon god, so they are of the same blood with the northern barbarians who also have the blood of the demon god... Xu Qian'an speculated in his heart.
Gurgle...
He heard the sound of swallowing saliva, kept a vigilant posture, and quickly looked around, and found that the soldiers and guards in the delegation all had stiff expressions and fear in their eyes.
It is the instinct of living things to fear more powerful creatures.
If it were ordinary people, seeing such a terrifying dragon, they would either be scared to incontinence on the spot, or flee in panic.
Didn't these soldiers participate in the Battle of Shanhaiguan back then?... Well, Chen Xiao must have participated, there was no fear in his eyes... Xu Qian'an thought while examining the "black bear" on the mountain and the dragon in the south.
If there were only two fourth-rank people, it wouldn't be a big problem. We'll teach them how to be human, no, demons, later.
But at this moment, when everyone was terrified by the appearance of the dragon, a silver bell-like laughter suddenly sounded.
Another strong man came, wearing a red skirt, with black hair tied into a ponytail with a red ribbon. She walked on the weedy wasteland, revealing a pair of red embroidered shoes.
Every step she took, a clump of weeds withered at her feet. Wherever she passed, no grass grew and no life was left.
The appearance of this woman made the originally nervous and fearful delegation even more desperate.
"It's them, it's really them..." Chu Xianglong murmured, seeming to be more confused than shocked by the encounter in front of him.
At this point, one thing is a fact, that is, the barbarians not only knew that the princess was going to the northern border, but also estimated the time and place.
The barbarians are far less slow than they thought.
He was confused as to how the northern barbarians and demons knew about this and how they set up an ambush in advance.
"Three...fourth-rank masters?"
The Dali Temple Secretary swallowed his saliva, his legs trembling slightly.
The two censors were pale and even a little collapsed. Two fourth-rank masters could still resist, but if there were three fourth-rank masters, it would be difficult for the current force of the envoys to fight them.
Even Yang Yan might be in danger.
Civil officials are civil officials after all. If they were great Confucian scholars from the Confucian Academy, the envoys would now be considering how to kill them or capture them
alive.
"Chu Xianglong, who are they?" Xu Qian'an shouted in a low voice.
He was reminding Chu Xianglong to report the information. Since they were from the northern barbarians or demons, Chu Xianglong must know the information of these fourth- rank masters.
Chu Xianglong looked depressed and felt his throat dry. Even a battle-hardened general felt that he had no chance of winning in the face of the situation.
He took a deep breath, calmed down, and said bitterly: "The black dragon is called Tang Shanjun, one of the three leaders of the Jiao tribe, and is good at water power.
"The one on the mountain is the leader of the Black Water Tribe of the Barbarians, Zarmuha. The Black Water Tribe is known for its infinite strength, second only to the Li Gu Tribe of the
Gu Tribe.
"As for this woman, she is a snake demon named Hongling. She and her tribe are attached to the Qingyan Tribe of the Barbarians. Hongling herself is the favorite concubine of the leader of the Qingyan Tribe."
After a pause, Chu Xianglong said in despair: "They are all fourth-rank."
Really fourth-rank... Dali Temple Secretary shook his body and almost couldn't stand still.
In the crowd, the ordinary princess raised her head, quickly glanced at the three fourth-rank masters, and then immediately lowered her head, her body trembling with fear.
She is a woman with a strong sense of security and a timid heart. Usually, as long as she thinks of ghosts, she will not dare to sleep at night.
Never thought that one day, she would fall into such a terrible situation.
According to rumors, the northern barbarians are all savages who eat raw meat and drink blood. What they love to do most is to plunder the border of Dafeng, eat the men, rape the women, and then eat them too.
If you fall into the hands of the barbarians, you can imagine what will happen.
The three strong men of the barbarians and the monsters listened to Chu Xianglong quietly. The beautiful woman named Hongling giggled and said:
"Hey, isn't this the deputy general Chu under the command of King Huai? Three years ago, during the battle of the Danube, I thought about you day and night."
Chu Xianglong snorted coldly: "A defeated general is not brave enough."
"So today, I'm looking for you to renew our relationship." Her voice was charming, and her charming face was always smiling, with a kind of charm of smoky eyes and charming walk. Chu Xianglong ignored her, holding the handle of the knife tightly, his body tense, as if facing
a great enemy.
The charming woman smiled as she swept her eyes over the envoys. She paused for a moment at the princess wearing a veil, then looked away. After observing everyone, she said:
"A bunch of idiots. Apart from Yang Yan, only General Chu is okay. Hand over the princess obediently, and I will let you have a romantic time before you die."
Before Xu Qian'an used his Vajra Divine Art, there was no divine light flashing on his body.
"I want Yang Yan. Don't fight with me. I'll leave the others to you. You can kill them, eat them, or take them captive. It's up to you."
In the forest above, the ten-foot-tall giant spoke with a loud voice like thunder.
"How did you lock on to the whereabouts of the envoys?"
At this time, someone in the crowd said loudly.
Tang Shanjun glanced at the other party and did not respond.
Standing in the forest, looking down at everyone from a high place, Zarmuha only had Yang
Yan in his eyes.
Only Hong Ling, who was wearing a red skirt and had gorgeous features, was slightly interested when she saw that the questioner was the handsome Yin Luo. She flirted with him
and smiled:
"Guess."
You are so coquettish... Xu Qian'an clenched the black gold long sword, and was not angry because of the other party's disdain and ridicule. His other hand quietly ignited a page of
paper.
As the saying goes, a woman in red is either coquettish or wild. A man in white is either effeminate or gay.....According to the information revealed by Chu Xianglong, these three fourth-ranks are not good at tracking... Then there are only two possibilities: a traitor has appeared among us. Or, the other party has companions who have not yet appeared.
Hey, there is no breath of other strong people nearby, this is not right...
Xu Qi'an's heart moved, and he sneered: "I guess there is a sorcerer helping you."
The red-dressed woman suddenly changed color, her eyes suddenly sharp, re-examining him and asked: "How did you know?"
Tang Shanjun and Zarmuha slightly side-glanced at Xu Qi'an, seeming a little surprised. Sure enough, it is a sorcerer... You woman are not very smart, you just get the words out of
him... Xu Qi'an remained calm on the surface, but his heart sank.
He almost developed a stress disorder for the word "sorcerer".
The supervisor who arranged him clearly, and the mysterious sorcerer who suspected that he
had implanted luck in his body, these are Xu Qi'an's worries.
"Is there a sorcerer secretly controlling this ambush? Could it be the sorcerer who implanted the luck in my body... Well, if it is him, the target should be me, not the princess. "No, he will not attack me in the short term. He is afraid of the monk Shenshu in my body. This can be seen from the "passing by" in the Yunzhou case.
"The protagonist of this incident is the princess, and that group of mysterious sorcerers are plotting against the princess. I just got into it by mistake."
Seeing Xu Qi'an didn't answer, the woman seemed a little angry, and the smile on her mouth
was a bit cruel, saying:
"Forget it, it's just a small silver gong. When I kill you later, I'll leave you a breath." After saying that, she didn't look at Xu Qi'an, nor at the faces of the people in the delegation,
but looked at Tang Shanjun and Zarmuha, and said with a smile: "Yang Yan is left to you, and
the rest and Chu Xianglong are left to me." Zarmuha snorted: "I can handle Yang Yan alone."
Tang Shanjun raised his head and roared deafeningly at the sky.
The ground in front of the whole person suddenly collapsed and cracked, and the turbid
underground undercurrent broke out of the ground. The turbid current swirled and rushed into the sky, forming a huge waterspout.
The waterspout carried sand and stones and hit the people in the delegation.
It was AOE at the beginning... Xu Qian'an didn't panic, he bit the Confucian magic book in his
mouth.
Thumps, thumps!
Yang Yan dragged the silver spear and sprayed wildly, facing the waterspout, suddenly
thrusting out, the tip of the spear pierced into the rotating muddy flow, he shouted deeply and lifted it hard.
The waterspout collapsed instantly, and muddy rain fell from the sky.
The moment Yang Yan broke the waterspout, Tang Shanjun twisted his body, and the huge
dragon body of a hundred feet long launched a charge. On the battlefield, such a charge can easily destroy a thousand-man cavalry.
On the other side, there was a loud bang in the forest, and a ten-foot-tall giant jumped down
and pounced on Yang Yan.
"Giggle..."
In the sweet laughter, two short blades appeared in the hands of the red-skirted woman, her
figure was like a ghost, and her target was also Yang Yan.
What they said just now was a cover, intentional. Their target was Yang Yan, and they planned
to kill Yang Yan as quickly as possible... Everyone realized it.
And because of this, they felt a strong panic and fear.
"Shoot!"
Chen Xiao roared.
Hundreds of imperial guards took off their crossbows, some shot at Tang Shanjun, and some
locked onto the "big black bear" that was flying down.
Ding Ding Ding... The arrows hit the two fourth-grade masters and broke one after another,
unable to hurt them at all.
And at this moment, in the crowd, Chu Xianglong suddenly carried the princess wearing a veil,
away from the crowd, and fled...
The guards brought by Chu Xianglong tacitly carried the rest of the maids, left the delegation behind, and fled.
Their escape routes were different, and they scattered in a hurry.
This was Chu Xianglong's backup plan. Once he encountered an irresistible crisis, the guards
would take the maids to escape. In this way, even if he was caught up, the other party would get a fake princess.
The real princess was hiding among more than a dozen maids. Because of the different escape
routes, they could only identify them one by one. As long as the real princess was not too unlucky, she could take advantage of this gap and escape far away.
At that time, with a disguise and the help of a magic weapon that shields the breath, the
chance of successful escape is very high.
"Asshole!"
The Dali Temple Secretary jumped up and cursed.
Chen, the head of the Ministry of Justice, saw this scene, his eyes were red with anger.
If it weren't for Chu Xianglong and his men, how could the delegation encounter such a crisis?
It was Chu Xianglong who implicated them.
Last night, the official ship was ambushed, but the delegation did not expel Chu Xianglong.
They even sat down to analyze the situation and planned to take on the responsibility and share the suffering.
But when the danger came, Chu Xianglong actually abandoned everyone without hesitation.
He treated them as cannon fodder and let them pay for their own safety.
In Chu Xianglong's mind, the more than 100 people in the delegation were cannon fodder and
chess pieces that could be discarded at will.
He threw them away at the critical moment and let them take the blame.
"Beast!" The censor was furious.
"It's dead, it's dead, what should I do..." The three civil officials looked depressed.
The faces of the hundred imperial guards were full of indignation, and they were ready to die
in battle. They threw away their crossbows and drew their swords.
At this time, Xu Qi'an said in a deep voice: "Boss, you take care of that woman, and leave the
remaining two to me."
"You..."
Chen, the head of the Criminal Department, was about to say: How can you, a small silver
gong, fight two fourth-rank soldiers alone?
But the next moment, he suddenly remembered Xu Qi'an's recent record, and he
overwhelmed heaven and man with his hands.
Yang Yan did not hesitate, dragging the silver spear and running wildly, rotating his body in the process, driving the silver spear to sweep across.
Huh....
The spear shaft was slightly bent, and a shrill whistle was made.
"Ding!"
The red-skirted woman blocked the silver spear that was sweeping across with her dagger.
Yang Yan let go of the spear, ran a few steps, and then suddenly jumped up and made up a knee strike.
The red-skirted woman flew backwards, and in the process, she spit out venom, but Yang Yan dodged it one by one. The venom fell to the ground, and even the soil was corroded. Yang Yan held the tip of the spear, turned around, swung the spear, and whipped from bottom
to top.
When... the spear hit the head of the woman in the red skirt, there was a sharp sound, and her pupils instantly slackened, as if her soul had left her body.
Seizing the opportunity, Yang Yan stabbed hundreds of spears in a row, and the attack with
the spear intent was like a rainstorm. The red skirt woman's body was covered with scales,
and the spear tip splashed a series of dazzling sparks.
Although she was temporarily fine, she was stabbed by Yang Yan's spear and suffered
unbearable pain.
"What are you doing? Come and save me." The woman in the red skirt screamed, and looked towards the delegation.
The next moment, her expression became dull, and she suspected that she had hallucinations.
On the other side, Xu Qi'an shook off the ashes, stretched out his palm towards the black
dragon, and said in a deep voice: "Put down the butcher knife and become a Buddha on the
spot."
The fiercely charging black dragon braked uncontrollably and stopped in place. The cold vertical pupils were blank, as if regretting why he was so impulsive and violent. Flowers and plants are also lives, not to mention humans.
Clang... The sound of discarding weapons continued to ring. On the side of the delegation, the
imperial guards threw away their weapons in unison, revealing reflection.
Can't humans and monsters get along well?
The magic of Buddhism is poisonous... Xu Qi'an teased, sank his knees, half squatted, looked
up at Zarmuha who rushed down from the top of the mountain, and said loudly:
"Take my Vajra Headbutt."
Amid the sound of the ground cracking, he soared into the sky, like a flying monkey.
A dot of gold paint appeared between his eyebrows and quickly moved all over his body.
Clang!
He crashed into the arms of the "giant" fiercely, causing his thick fat to tremble.
The two separated as soon as they touched.
At this time, the Buddhist precepts and spells passed, and Tang Shanjun's eyes were no longer
confused, but he did not attack. He stared at Xu Qi'an with caution.
After landing, Zarmuha, who had an earthquake effect, looked at Xu Qi'an in doubt.
"Invincible Vajra, Buddhist monk?" Tang Shanjun spoke in human language, and the flames
of hatred suddenly burned in his cold pupils.
The demon clan and Buddhism have a great hatred, a blood feud from generation to
generation.
"Xu, Xu Yinluo just fought two fourth-grades alone..." Dali Temple Secretary asked in a tone
of seeking confirmation.
"He fought two fourth-grades alone in Weishui, and won..." The two imperial censors
suddenly recalled Xu Yinluo's record and shouted in surprise. Suddenly, I felt that after all the difficulties, there was a bright future.
He also has a Confucian magic book?! Chen, the head of the Criminal Department, looked at
the
scroll that Xu Qiyan was biting.
Chen, the head of the police, was a seventh-rank warrior. He knew what happened in the
Weishui Battle. When he first learned about it, he was jealous of Xu Qiyan for having a
Confucian magic book.
He was jealous of Xu Qiyan's reputation.
He thought that without a Confucian magic book, Xu Qiyan was just a sixth-rank warrior.
What was he in the capital city where there were so many masters?
His cultivation and his reputation did not match at all.
Of course he was jealous.
But now, seeing the scroll that Xu Qiyan was biting, Chen felt a sense of steadiness that was
difficult to express in words.
Fortunately, he had such a scroll. It was great.
"Xu Yinluo!"
The eyes of the hundreds of imperial guards lit up, and they looked at Xu Qiyan with a
"respectful" look.
At this critical moment, a leader who can stand up and turn the tide is even more beloved and
worthy of following than the emperor.
Chen Xiao picked it up excitedly, waved it, and his fighting spirit was ignited again. He
shouted excitedly: "Brothers, raise your swords and fight side by side with Lord Xu."
"Fight side by side with Lord Xu!" Hundreds of imperial guards shouted wildly, and their
morale was instantly high.
Terror disappeared from their faces, and fighting spirit filled their chests. The most honorable thing for soldiers fighting on the battlefield is to fight side by side with
their beloved leader, even if they die on the battlefield. The guards brought by the Dali Temple Secretary and the Imperial Censors, listening to the roar of the imperial guards, not only were their blood boiling, but they were no longer afraid.
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