Chapter 291 – When the South Ferry Returns to the North

Nowadays, the middle and lower reaches of the Guangling River, Qingzhou sailors occupy the advantage of the high ground, has been Cao Changqing personally sit on the flagship of the Guangling sailors cantonment of the lower reaches of the river, but because of the overall combat power of the Qingzhou sailors is not as good as the latter, so it can only be confronted, can be said that the winners and losers will only win outside the river, can only watch the northern bank of the Guangling River in the vast land, exchange of life and death. In this way, the two words of the Qingzhou sailor, which has a reputation as a dragon king Wei Dong has been to the capital to face the saint, has been running to Guangling King Zhao Yi’s house to become the guest of honor, is considered to be withdrawn, which will suffer only in name as the commander in chief of the naval division of the king of the Jing’an Zhao Xun, conquest of the South General Wu Chongxuan under the banner of the gang of proud soldiers, not very much to take the young feudal king as a matter of fact, and even with the local government is not very much to see the departure of the jurisdiction of the territory of Zhao Xun. Zhao Xun, so that Zhao Xun can only stay in a yellow dragon building ship closed to thank the guests, of course, there is nothing to let the young king to thank the guests, it is said that every day from the two sides of the purchase of wine sent to the ship has not been broken, most likely to hide to drink to drown their sorrows.

But the fact that Zhao Xun is not but not depressed, but rather high interest, in addition to the shape of the spirit are cool like the old Jing’an Wangfei moving woman as a companion, Zhao Xun in the cabin of the two walls were hung on the Liangmang customs defense map and the situation map of the Guangling, every day will be moving a chair under the wall to sit down, pondering the trend of the two battlefields next, although Zhao Xun know in his heart, his own short period of time is most likely doomed to be a comical and ridiculous! No soldiers of the feudal king, but Zhao Xun with the old king of Jing’an Zhao Heng there learned a skill, that is, patience hibernation, and the old king left him the strategist, and taught Zhao Xun the second thing, is to retreat for progress, the loss of the Qingzhou cavalry, is a self-breaking arm, but this allows him to sit in a stable Jing’an king of the seat, and even a slight surplus, after all, he entered the master of the Qingzhou naval division, the next that 10,000 Jing’an road of the young and strong generosity of death Zhao Xun was quite proud of himself, if the court did not let come to Wen Taiyi and Ma Zhongxian two new feudal officials to come to his territory to mix sand, it would be more complete, especially Wen Taiyi this familiar with the Jing’an Road official scene of the old Qingzhou, after Hong Lingshu to the capital, Wen old minister after many years suddenly killed a shot back to the illustrious status of the strategic ambassador, so that he was like a king of the Jing’an Road. After Hong Lingshu entered the capital, Wen suddenly killed the gun back after many years, with the prominent identity of the Secretary, so that he was like a fish in the throat, as for Ma Zhongxian, after all, is a foreigner, the Qingzhou officialdom is notorious xenophobia, and then local military and political big brother between each other to the eyes is the court taboo, it is unlikely that Ma Zhongxian with the Wen Taiyi really to do with the same gas.

Today Zhao Xun and sat under the wall, two fingers carrying a wine pot gently shaking, sideways smile to sit beside himself on the chair woman, “that Mr. Lu in the betrayal of me before, once left a sprawling more than 10,000 words of a long letter, which has mentioned the Guangling war in the late Qingzhou pattern, he said that this Jing’an Road, the Secretary of the strategic make may be the early years of the Zhang Lu abandonment of the Yuan Guo, the festival minister is Hong Lingshu, the first time the emperor of the Qing Dynasty, he said, “I’m not sure if you’ve ever heard of this,” he said. The Festival Minister would then be Hong Lingshu, a local snake, and as you can see, our Mr. Lu also has times when he ‘reads wrong’ ah.”

The woman frowned, not just agreeing with the young feudal king’s criticism of the schemer, but said in an undisguised tone of lecturing, “Mr. Lu did his best for the king in the previous two years, and even if he didn’t finish well, he didn’t make any unfavorable moves against you, so you shouldn’t be so sarcastic about him! As the lord of a party, there should be a matching amount of tolerance.”

Zhao Xun was not angry and smiled, “I was wrong.”

She lamented, “It would be good if Mr. Lu still stayed by the side of the king.”

She is now in the Qingzhou high-level officialdom in the shadows is vilified as a woman clan king, and even Hong Lingshu before leaving the post are speculated that it is this woman of unknown origin, blowing pillow wind around the young clan king, only to squeeze away the blind strategist who has always been displeased with her. But neither she nor Zhao Xun knew that this was not the case at all, and that the person who really wanted Lu to leave Qingzhou was the young prince who sat on the dragon chair in Tai’an City. Almost the same age, the same surname Zhao, a young king wearing a python robe, a young son of God wearing a dragon robe, but the difference is mud ah. Zhao Xun knows that the body of Lu Ran can not help, but his emotions on Lu Ran has been extremely complex dark, both admiration and scruples, both want to become a close friend, but also hope to be able to convince this person.

Zhao Xun lifted the exquisite wine pot sip, smile a few points, “the world does not know why the surname Xu raised troops to the south, I know, love the beautiful people do not love the river and mountain Well, before I was indeed very jealous of him, and now think back, why do you have to be so? Their favorite woman, on the stage for half of the Central Plains as a king of a country, but the results were first coveted by the jade-like disciples of the Song family, there are countless courtiers on the court to help advocate the momentum, until the war situation is unfavorable, Cao Changqing had to leave the water division, the civil and military officials were not easy to calm down a little bit, and she was erected on the stove and had to be imperial, I just got a few spies, the great Chu raised out of the towering scholar, even began to The lofty scholar, even began to take the initiative to the outside to leak out a secret message, the woman in fact did not go to the first line of defense of the ancient battlefield of the western bastion wall, but was hidden confinement in the palace! One by one, moralistic, the beautiful name that the king can not be in danger, just in case, in fact, it is not thinking of the day of the Western Chu capital was broken, their group of civil officials masters were able to push out their emperor his majesty to the top of the tank? If there is no her this value of the city’s surrender, until the death of the Western Chu military generals, as the civil officials who followed Cao Changqing rebellion, and no chips to deal with the court of Liyang, then there can be a way to live back?”

Zhao Xun sneered: “I heard that Wu Chongxuan under the command of a few fierce generals, have made a military order, Wu Chongxuan also promised that a few beloved, who took the lead in breaking the Western Chu capital, he Wu Chongxuan can ask His Majesty the Emperor to come to the dead empress Jiang Si’s own disposal, the person who breaks the city to get the beauty! What a great addition! No wonder now the western front over the southern border army almost everyone is crazy, simply reckless to the death, in addition to that poor He Mao in Tai’an City to Xu Yan Bing beat half dead, in no such luck, from the world with the halberd the first person of the southern border of the 10,000 people, Wang Tongshan, to the Tang River Li Chunyu these people, all of them are not on the ministry of the scattered gold and silver, and even some people are not afraid to take risks to secretly with the local officials and gentry large borrowing debt, Wu Chongxuan naturally open his eyes to this. Wu Chongxuan naturally turned a blind eye to this.”

Zhao Xun rubbed his chin, gloating: “that in the past years Yan Ci Wang Zhao Bing extremely rely on Wang Tongshan, heard that Jiang Si imperial expedition to the front line of the western base wall, even without authorization to leave his responsible for the old Dushan battlefield, only led the eighteen horsemen to the north of the rapid assault of three hundred miles, but also in the two armies of the front of the formation of the zone, surprisingly, by virtue of their own power to break the formation of two hundred paces, died under his halberd! No less than a hundred Western Chu soldiers died under his halberd, all in a miserable state, tsk, tsk, but Wang Tongshan only realized afterwards that the woman was not the empress of Western Chu. However, after this battle, Wang Tongshan’s famous saying, I believe you have also heard, although some vulgarity is not elegant, but it does say a lot of today’s world of countless men’s voices ah, haha, ‘surnamed Jiang’s little bitch, I’m a great general Wang Tongshan! I have a big halberd in my hand and a small halberd at my hip. I heard that your sword skills are not bad, dare you fight with me Wang Tongshan? I want you to be convinced in bed and under the bed.'”

Zhao Xun said here, couldn’t help laughing, almost laughing out of tears, but his eyes were gloomy, as if to say you Xu Fengnian is 300,000 iron cavalry co-owner so what, is one of the four great masters of the martial arts evaluation of the immortal figure so what? Are you really able to break several Liyang battle lines in a row to save your woman?

Unlike this King Jing’an’s great joy, Zhao Xun beside her eyes bleak, the same is a woman, naturally some heart.

In the chaotic world, women, especially the beauty of the posture, how many people can be spared?

Zhao Xun understanding body leaned forward, patted the back of her hand, eyes gentle, “Don’t worry, I Zhao Xun this life will not fail you.”

She was about to speak when she got up violently and dragged Zhao Xun up from the chair in an almost brutal way, then protected him behind herself.

When she saw that not unfamiliar and unfamiliar back, such as a lightning strike, face pale, body began to involuntarily trembling violently, so that the five fingers clenching the young feudal king of the force is extremely heavy, Zhao Xun because of the pain and full of agony, but with her as the same, when he saw that back, momentarily forget the stinging pain, only the chills.

Like a fish, insect and mayfly suddenly saw a big scaly boat across the river.

It was a slender figure, with twin swords hanging from his waist, standing under the opposite wall, one hand on the edge of the chair, looking up at the slightly rough Liangmang Pass defense map.

She bit her lips to death, oozing blood without realizing it.

Jing’an King Zhao Xun instantly is cold sweat soaked through the back.

The uninvited guest who, as a rule, should not appear here, did not turn around, just continued to stare at the situation map, slowly opened his mouth and said, “They are all acquaintances, and seeing that you guys are chatting happily, I didn’t disturb you.”

Zhao Xun incomparably hope that he can straighten his back at such a juncture, even if he can say one and a half sentences of hard words, but even if he himself, he also found out that his teeth were chattering when he spoke, “How did you come here?”

That person’s tone did not have the slightest fluctuation, “Originally, I was looking for Chen Zhi Bao, I just happened to find you guys in the vicinity, so I came to say hello, if it wasn’t you, King Jing An, who broke through to the heavenly secrets, this king really didn’t know that she actually didn’t appear in the Western Barrier Barrier defense line.”

The more this person is so calm and catching up in general, the more her and Zhao Xun’s liver and guts want to split.

This person even appeared in the capital within the heavy cavalry army also dare to kill, even the Qin Tian Supervisor respectfully enshrined for centuries and centuries of heavenly immortals also dare to kill, noiselessly visit the door, noiselessly kill two people count what?

Zhao Xun didn’t know where to get the courage, his eyes were red, suddenly roared at that back: “Xu Fengnian! You dare to kill me?!”

Xu Fengnian turned around and pulled the corner of his mouth, seemingly smiling.

That kind of look made the young Jing’an King feel even more grief and humiliation, “Are you really going to kill the Liyang Clan King, recognized as a rebellion?!”

Xu Fengnian said, “Is the Liyang Zhao clan king, worth a lot of money?”

Zhao Xun’s face was cloudy.

Xu Fengyen added, “The two fastest rushing Jing’an Royal House Providers have already died, just now. As for those royal dead soldiers and retainers, even if they are crowded and stacked on this Yellow Dragon warship, they can put together a thousand people, is it really enough for this king to kill?”

Zhao Xun finally collapsed, staggered backward and withdrew a step, the first successful hereditary young vassal king in Liyang tried to step forward again, but could not do so.

When Xu Fenian appeared in front of Zhao Xun in a flash, the woman was always trembling, never had the courage to make a move, never had the guts to even slightly raise her arm.

Xu Fengyen reached out and choked the neck of this hallowed Jing’an king, lifting him off the ground, “The reason why I don’t kill you today is that a waste like you is more useful left for the Liyang Zhao chamber than dead. Zhao Xun, do you think Zhao Heng lost money when he used an old life to help you fight for hereditary disregard?”

Zhao Xun whose eyes were covered with bloodshot eyes grabbed that arm with both hands, but his hands were powerless and futile.

Xu Fengyen just lifted Zhao Xun out of the cabin, came to the railing nearby, lifted high, and smashed the Jing’an king into the water.

The throwing force was so big that it stirred a large splash on the water surface of Guangling River.

This is already the second time that Zhao Xun has been reduced to a chicken in the soup, the last time was when His Royal Highness, King of Jing’an, was at the Spring God Lake. This time it was already noble vassal king, changed to in Guangling River.

The woman whose real name was supposed to be Shu Shy, wearing that rooted face skin that she had crafted, she stood not far away, blood spilling from the corner of her mouth, not daring to look squarely at Xu Fengnian, and trembling, “Your Highness the Shizi ……”

Suddenly realizing that this young man was no longer the same His Highness, Shu Shy hurriedly and softly said, “Your Highness, Shu Shy has not apologized to Beilang all these years, the news of Lu Dang leaving Qingzhou was also passed on by the slave girl to the water whisking room, the slave girl just …… just didn’t… …”

Speaking here, she could no longer say a word.

When she waited for a few moments, and did not wait for that Northern Liang King to painfully kill, then she raised her head, only to see him raise his eyes and look into the distance, his sight bet on a particularly lofty yellow dragon building ship.

She clenched her teeth and leaped into the river.

Xu Fengyen simply ignored Shu Shyun’s action and passed away in a flash.

The boat under his feet suddenly sank downwards by more than ten feet!

The surface of the Guangling River lifted and roared with big waves, and the commotion was so great that even a nearby building ship began to rock more than once.

About two hundred feet away from the boat, the white man who has rarely appeared in the vision of the sailors, the famous king of Shu, stood in the bow of the boat, carrying the second most famous gun in the world, Plum Wine, upside down in his hand.

Above the river, a figure appeared in the air that was still higher than the building ship.

Chen Zhi Bao wrist flick, long gun plum wine, although the gun tail as a gun head stabbed into the air, but temporarily as the gun tail held in the Chen Zhi Bao palm of the gun, has been green to purple.

To this building ship as the center, within a hundred feet of the river, like a hundred dragons together, the river wind is not significant today Guangling River, out of thin air appeared a wave of monstrous waves.

And Chen Zhi Bao gun pointed to the sky, the clouds broke open a hole, daylight through which sprinkled down on the earth, forming a huge column of light visible to the naked eye.

After the blink of an eye, the plum wine in Chen Zhi Bao’s hand changed from vertical to horizontal, and not only that, the section of the gun in the center was against his arm.

A river crossing pawn was chopped on the plum wine just like that.

After a short period of silence, is Chen Zhi Bao is located in this huge building ship no longer building, all the buildings on the deck were crashed out in all directions of the majestic qi, instantly smashed and shattered.

The river crossing pawns pressed downward.

Chen Zhi Bao and Mei Zi Jiu did not move.

But the already shattered building ship sank downward, like a sinking ship that was leaking rapidly.

Soon the traces of the building ship could no longer be seen on the Guangling River, and Chen Zhi Bao looked like he was just standing on the surface of the water, straddling his spear.

The Huanglong warships of the Qingzhou sailors were swaying and sliding backward, and several warships that were the main force of the sailors were still showing signs of capsizing, not to mention the even smaller ships, such as the Ludiao Xiedeng, which were directly buckled on the surface of the Guangling River.

Chen Zhi Bao’s face was as usual, looking at the empty river surface a hundred paces away, his wrist flicked, finally holding his spear against the enemy for the first time, the body of his spear of plum wine was haunted by green and purple qi, and the tip of the spear was like a colorful glaze under the sunlight.

The white-clothed soldier saint’s sleeve has been broken, and earlier in the river crossing pawn like a mountain under the impact, against the plum wine’s arm has also slightly oozing blood.

As far as Chen Zhi Bao’s line of sight could see, it was Xu Fengyen standing on top of the river, the Northern Liang Sword hanging on the right side of his waist remained unsheathed.

Today’s jianghu, already know that the new Liang King Xu Fengnian’s real killer weapon, is the left-handed sword, so when he only right-handedly pulled out the left waist knife, it means that the real meaning of the difference between life and death, is still in the next moment.

Chen Zhi Bao said flatly, “I didn’t expect it.”

He was far from injuring the fundamentals, and Xu Fengnian was even more so.

But even so, in the first encounter between the two great masters of martial arts, that Yellow Dragon Houseboat was easily pressed hard underwater by Xu Fengyen with just one strike.

How much power does it take to knock a yellow dragon ship floating on the river underwater?

Watching the battle from the sidelines? Watching the fire from the other side of the river? Clap your hands and shout a few times, pointing out a few words?

The woeful Qingzhou sailors did not lose heart, scattered to escape, save people have been unable to care.

Chen Zhi Bao, whose white clothes were fluttering, smiled, ”It is not too late to fight again when you have recovered your peak and when I am among the saints. Of course, I won’t run away if you can be one step ahead of me. Instead, if I’m faster than you, you won’t be able to escape either.”

Xu Fengnian did not say anything.

This new Liang King just used his sheathed left-handed sword to tell the white-clothed soldier saint that there were some things that you, Chen Zhi Bao, could not say.

On this day of the Great River of Guangling, the vast river of more than a hundred miles up and down, like two giants of heaven lifting their hammers to strike the water, the sky and the earth were dark.

Later generations have wild history records, Guangling River this day the sea water backed up.

A white coat sitting cross-legged on a broken boat board that undulates with the waves, the pole of plum wine casually resting on his knees, the river breeze, the river tends to calm, the clothes fluttering, so that the king of Shu, who uses the army like a god, is more like a fairy.

His heart was slightly offset to the left by more than an inch, and blood was dripping.

Chen Zhi Bao gently placed his hands on the plum wine, without any sadness or joy, looking up at the sky, silent.

He withdrew his eyes and looked down at the river, occasionally a river carp swam by quickly near the board of the boat.

This white-robed Soldier Saint who never seemed to have any friends, and the King of Shu who had never been honest with anyone, for no reason recalled a story he had heard when he was young.

“The son is not a fish. The son is not me.”

And far away on the north shore, there is a young man who re-hangs his twin swords, returning north after the south crossing.

Going north, to see her, a glance would be good.

But before seeing her.

He has to kill someone first.

Wang Tongshan.