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Chapter Fifty-Four: The Legend of the Yemen Heroes

Seeing that he had aroused public outrage, the storyteller no longer dared to use his tone, and turned the incident into a story. He wiped his face, straightened his hair with oil and water, shook the meat and vegetables to the ground, got up again and continued in a sanctimonious manner: "...

…Those who came first were large groups of people from our border area.”

"People on the border?" "Why?" "How could it be?"... There was a lot of discussion in the teahouse for a while.

"That despicable and shameless ghost cavalry actually put a knife on the necks of the people of my new dynasty, forced them to line up in front of the formation, and opened the city gate for them!" The storyteller looked around and slowly said the answer, "

Wow..." people shouted loudly, "Horses, they are really despicable and shameless!" "These ghost riders who kill a thousand swords!" "Poor, poor people on the border, we are lucky enough to live in Luo City, the capital of the gods, among the best in the world.

In the middle, we will not suffer from the war”…

"Nonsense!" Amidst the discussion, Liu Huozhai heard someone beside him say in a lowered voice.

This man was dressed in a black short-sleeved shirt, with a strong back and a bearded face. Despite the strong spring wind, his arms were actually bare.

No one would think he was cold, because the exposed arms were as thick as thighs, and the muscles on them were curved and bulging. I am afraid no one would be surprised if he was exposed outside in the cold winter.

This person is very, very strong!

For some reason, since sleeping a few days ago, Liu Huozhai has gradually been able to notice the strength of the people around him, as if... standing on the edge of the pond, watching the stones thrown into the water, some with subtle ripples,

Some ripples are violent,

Sitting next to this strong man, even though he remained silent, he could still feel the ripples coming from him.

However, although this man was strong, he was not as good as the middle-aged man in gray next to him, which made Liu Huozhai even more frightened.

Because he can feel the strength of a strong man, but Liu Huozhai can't feel the strength of the middle-aged man. There are people in front, back, left and right, and everyone has ripples spreading out. Some are strong, some are weak, but this middle-aged man is the only one who can feel it.

, as if it were not a living thing, sitting there but not making any sound.

Either his voice has reached an extreme level, so loud that the ripples cannot be sensed, or he has reached the state of returning to nature, and his voice... will not even escape. No matter which one, it means this.

Human beings are terrible

This Nangong Lei has really muddied up the spring water in Luoyang City, making this city of gods hide dragons and crouching tigers. You can hear the faint thunder while eating! Liu Huozhai sighed and moved his eyes to another table with three people dressed in gorgeous clothes.

Disdainful young man...

Those three people are also very strong. If the three of them and this strong man are to participate in the Nangong Tournament, based on the ratio in this floor, he really is not optimistic about Feng Xiaoxiao's chance of winning.

"Yes, yes, that ghost cavalry army is indeed despicable and shameless to the extreme... All of this made Ye Erlang on the top of the city's eyes burst into tears and he became furious. Do you know why?"

The storyteller continued. When he said the words despicable and shameless, the strong man in the strong suit moved his strong wrist, but it was just a move, and he was held down by the middle-aged man next to him.

"Commander!" The big man was filled with anger and his eyes were red.

The middle-aged man shook his head slightly: "The new dynasty has used so many methods. Have you forgotten what you swore before coming? If you can't bear it, you shouldn't come..."

The big man Yishan gritted his teeth and finally suppressed the fire of ignorance. At this time, other people in the teahouse were talking about it. Some said that Ye Erlang did what he did because civilians were captured.

The Ghost Cavalry Army blocked the shield and became angry. Some said that as a soldier, Ye Erlang couldn't stand the Ghost Cavalry Army's behavior that affected innocent people.

"Bah!" Finally, the storyteller had the final say, "Ye Erlang was angry because he was standing in the front row of the enemy, and there were all members of the Ye family including him."

"Wow..." The teahouse suddenly burst out, "How...how could it be possible?" "Then what is Ye Erlang going to do?" "Yes, that's right, as I said before, that Ye Erlang was born among the people around him, he must be the Ghost Cavalry Army. When we entered the border, we happened to pass by Ye's village and looted it first."

The storyteller nodded and said: "Yes, it's difficult for Ye Erlang. He has no martial arts skills, so he can only watch his relatives being slaughtered by the ghost cavalry army. It's also difficult to defend Baozhou City. There are Baozhou people outside, and there are also Baozhou guards in the city." The people of the state, if they don’t open the city gate, they are abandoning the people outside, but if they open the city gate, they are abandoning the people in the city... At the moment of this dilemma, in front of the two armies, there was a cry!"

"The person shouting is Ye Erlang, the white-haired old man under the sword of the ghost cavalry. The person shouting is, fellow villagers, today the city gate is opened, everyone will die. If the city gate is not opened, everyone will die too. They will die early. Die late, both left and right die first, what's the difference? Let's not call the door, go back and fight with these bandits! These were Old Uncle Ye's last words, and then he was chopped down by the prison army. But, the prison guard The army killed his people, but they could not kill his heart. Because of his words, the captured border people's hearts were filled with blood. More than a thousand people rose up on the spot, turned around and fought towards the rear, disrupting the hearts of the people and soldiers of the Ghost Cavalry Army. However, the Baozhou city guard Nangongpo immediately ordered the cavalry to dispatch, and together with the resisting people, they chased the ghost cavalry for more than thirty miles, killing corpses all over the field and blood flowing like rivers! "

"Good! Good kill!" "What a loyal Ye family. This joke will be passed on over and over again in the future. It might as well be called "The Legend of the Ye Family Loyalty"!" "What a name! It's worth drinking three glasses of wine!"... ...The people in the book were bloody, and the people listening to the book were also told the bloody things. There were cheers one after another, and copper coins rained down, until the storyteller's old wrinkles bloomed like chrysanthemums, and he couldn't close his mouth.

"Nonsense, it's clear that the refugee fled outside Baozhou City. I asked the ghost army to retreat ten miles to let them collect, but Nangongpo directly ordered to be shot..." The strong man in black felt his veins bulge, his blood was bulging, and his nose was bulging. There was a sound, but being suppressed by the man in gray, he not only couldn't stand up, but even complained angrily, only a few feet away from him. If Liu Huozhai hadn't been so good at hearing and seeing, he wouldn't have been able to hear him. voice

He can actually lock the sound and prevent it from being transmitted. The middle-aged man in gray is so powerful that it's outrageous.

However, although the words of the strong man Yishan were suppressed, someone else expressed his feelings on his behalf: "It's ridiculous, it's the greatest absurdity in the world! That ghost cavalry army supervisor is stupid. In front of the two armies, take the He was holding the knife, and he had to let the prisoner finish his words and encourage the people? Why not kill him with one knife earlier? Is he from the Ghost Cavalry Army? Or is he from our Xinchao side?" The person who spoke was none other than three people at the other table. one of the strong men
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