In the tent of the head commander of the military camp, Murong Chong and his subordinates were planning a coup tomorrow. At the beginning, his subordinates were thinking that the prince had been undecided and could not make any moves. The military power was repeatedly cut off and his subordinates were repeatedly exiled. Last night, he finally had a decisive counterattack. Success or failure was here. Everyone tried their best to make suggestions.

“…….”

"Everyone obeys the orders. Qian Xiang, the former commander of the imperial guard, brought the Xuanyi Qiyan Group, and followed me into Kunxuan Gate during the Chou time, lying in the Donglin. The next day, the prince was captured and brought to the nave, and was charged with usurping the throne by the father."

"Hanfeng, you will lead three thousand Xuanyiqi and co-support the private underworld guards in the Prince's Mansion."

"Tomorrow, Leng Yue will lead five thousand soldiers and horses to surrender to the Queen's arrangements for more than 10,000 soldiers and horses from the West Mountain, and ten close guards stayed at the military camp. Ye Ying and

I will enter the palace tomorrow and the year after the rest of the secret guards. No mistakes should be made!”

"I'm going to receive the order!"

After everyone stepped down, Murong Chong looked at Ye Ying

"Master, I have called almost all the secret guards this time, so why don't Murong Garden have a trace of barrier?"

"Murong Garden is just a toy. Have everything in the morning yard been arranged?"

“It has been arranged.”

"You go out and prepare first. Let's set out in two hours." After Ye Ying went out, ten black shadows flashed out.

"You must protect Xiao Shi and not make any mistakes."

"Subordinates receive the order." They have always been following the Lord's war in the southern expedition and protecting the Lord with their own personal strength. But now they are facing the most severe situation, but they are left to protect the woman. It can be seen that the woman is extraordinary in the Lord's mind. So they will protect her to the death.

After dinner, I sat in the tent and felt bored. I saw the short sword that Murong Chong threw to me today on the table. I thought he was not afraid of death. Yesterday I said that I would have the intention to kill him, so I prepared the weapon for me today.

He wouldn't have brought me a handful without a blade. With a brush, I drew my sword and sheathed it. It seems that it is no worse than my white jade kitchen knife. And it grows a lot. Looking at it reminds me of my second brother who dances with swords. He is so handsome that he can't even cover it.

Anyway, I'm bored, and the inside of the tent is too stuffy. I'll also compare paintings when I take the sword outside. Maybe I can develop the Siyi Fist into a set of Siyi Swords, and that I can also be majestic and erect.

I came to a flat ground in the forest and told Ling'er to bring some fruit and herbal tea. On the one hand, it can be eaten, but on the other hand, it can be seen that I don't seem to have the talent for practicing swordsmanship. For example, throwing a melon to see if I can't get the thorn.

I used herbal tea instead of wine, and I drank it all in one go. Then I danced the sword according to the routine of Siyiquan. After all, I have been practicing for so many years and still look a little bit. I remembered a few poems by Mr. Mao, which was very bold. The first paragraph did not match the background, so I would just read the next paragraph.

The country is so beautiful that countless heroes are competing for the competition.

He cherishes Qin Emperor and Han Wu, and loses his literary talent;

Emperor Tang and Song Zu were slightly inferior to each other;

Genghis Khan, a genius of a generation, only knew how to bending a bow and shooting eagles.

All of them have gone, and there are several romantic figures, and I still look at the present day.

Ling'er, throw the melon!"

There is a line that is well-sung. It’s better to take action when it’s time to take action. It’s been so long, right? I saw a melon falling down. I saw it and stabbed it hard, and it pounced in the air. The melon fell to pieces.

Throw another one. Punch it again, it's a pity, I don't believe it won't hit it.

"Ling'er, please pick the bigger one and throw it away." I called. "Twist again..."

As a result, I went from thorn to chopping, and I didn't even touch a melon skin. The ground was covered in chaos. It seemed that I could hear a sigh.

"Young Master, do you still want to throw it away?" Ling'er asked, looking at me who stopped.

"Let's rest first." I took the melon in her hand and took a hard bite. Grandma's, I can't even cut it. I can always bite it. I bite, I bite...

"The sword is not as good as you." Murong Chong held a white and tender melon and threw it all over and over again. The corners of his mouth raised, and he smiled evilly.

I don’t know when Murong Chong came out. But what is certain is that he must have seen me chopping melons and laughed like a little. I seemed to see his laughter tearing his teeth in my mind. "Hahaha, you can’t even cut that melon, and you still want to kill me... Hahaha. Haha..." The more you think about it, the more angry you get.

"How do you practice? Practice it for me to see what's so awesome." I stared at him and took a bite hard.

"You're optimistic."

He jumped up and threw the melon to me. He actually pulled out a soft sword from his belt with a rustling sound, swept out, and roared with a clear roar:

"Wine and singing,

How much life is?

Like morning dew,

The past is a lot of hardship.

It should be generous,

Worry is unforgettable.

How to relieve worries?

Only Du Kang.

Qingqing Zijin,

My heart is gone.

But for the sake of the king,

Shen Yin to this day.

Yoyo Deer Song,

Eat wild apples.

I have guests,

Pray the zither and the suffix.

It's as bright as the moon,

When will it be picked up?

Worry comes from it,

Unstoppable.

Yuemodu,

It is useless to save each other.

Talk about it,

Nostalgia for the old grace.

The moon is sparse,

The magpie flies south.

Three turns around the tree,

Which branch can be relied on?

The mountains are never too high,

The sea never gets deep,

Zhou Gong vomited food,

The world is coming to my heart.”

Just chanting and dancing among the lush forests, the sound is heroic and tragic, the sword technique is vigorous and exciting, the sword technique suddenly changes, and it turns sharp and free, light and agile.

His figure was getting faster and faster, and he couldn't see the moves clearly. The sword shadows and sword lights were flying, and it seemed that he could override the night wind and the leaves were flying. He was more strong and agile than his second brother four years ago.

I recalled that my second brother was still young four years ago. Now it is definitely not worse than him. He swiped, put away his soft sword, and walked over. I looked at his body and could not find anything inside the steel wire. As a result, no trace was found.

"Did you see clearly? If you want to practice swords in the future, remember to find a place where there are no people." I leaned over and said evilly to me who was sitting on the tree village biting the melon.

Ya, isn't it just that my sword skills are bad? I just said it. After seeing his sword skills, Ba Guo still insisted on the principle that silence is gold. If he gets angry, then I will... I looked up and looked.

"What are you looking at?" he asked when I saw that I kept raising my head.

"I think we are going to find another place to cool off tomorrow." I looked at the tree forks next to me, only a few leaves were left in the air, shaking and floating. This person really didn't know what environmental protection means.

"You!, go back and stay in the tent." On the hot day, the cold sound is also good. It can be used as an air conditioner and pass by, so why does it seem like there is a fire in the cold?

Just go back. I found that I was getting less and less promising. If I wanted me to go back, I would go back.

"Ling'er, cut all the melons for me." I said fiercely when I returned to the tent.

"Okay, young master. Why do you do if you cut so much?" Ling'er cut the melon very quickly and put it in front of Murong Chong.

"Make an iced melon." Oh my god, it would be a waste of the air-conditioning face he left behind if such a big ice cube was not used properly. But it was strange that that guy seemed not as cold as before. I don't know if it was a weather problem.

*

It was late at night, and outside the tent, several secret guards broke the usual silence.

"The Lord really cares about the people inside. He has arranged so many things to ensure his safety before, and he has even left ten of us."

"The Lord has his own principles, and we must do our duty."

"He looks extremely beautiful. If he is a woman, he will be so beautiful, but looking at that man's swordsmanship is really not ordinary."

"I can't even ride a horse, but I'm here in a carriage like a lady?"

"You said our Lord would not be..."

"Don't talk nonsense." "I'm telling you what's wrong with you today? You dare to discuss the affairs of the Lord. Don't you want to live anymore?"

"No, it's really weird."

"It's already ugly now. Leng Yue, Leng Feng and the others should start to act."

*

At this time, outside Kunxuan Gate, the iron hooves of the war horses were put on cloth bags, and when they walked, they made only muffled sounds.

The Kunxuan Gate was slowly opened. The guards guarding the gate came out in person to welcome Prince Pingnan. The commander of the money was originally a subordinate of King Pingnan. In order to weaken his strength, the emperor found a reason to arrange him here to guard the gate. He probably didn't expect that this would have helped King Pingnan a great favor.

This is the only way for the prince and other princes to enter the hall tomorrow. Eight hundred soldiers quietly entered Kunxuan Gate and lie in ambush in the east forest. Kunxuan Gate returned to its former silence.

At this time, Xishan was full of swords and swords. Killing sounds shook the sky. Although Xuanyiqiqi was one of the experts in a hundred years, using light power for more than an hour continuously consumed two levels of their physical strength. Faced with such a skilled and armed army, it was very difficult to defeat the more with less.

Fortunately, they had a sudden attack at night and had a chance of winning. After two hours of fierce hand-to-hand combat, nearly 20,000 soldiers and horses were finally eliminated. At this time, Xuanyi Cavalry lost only more than a thousand people.
Chapter completed!