(Chapter 3. Total 11,600 words~)

Gathering because of profit, it is easy to sleep in the same bed but have a different dream. Wei Wei was thinking about how to become famous in one battle, but the bottom line was not allowed to kill the Xu man. Prince Jing'an began to think about whether he could kill him and regarded Wei Wei as a group of Qingzhou children.

Wealth and honor are so dangerous. Others are alive and have a higher authority than titles, so there is no need to think about the princes of the vassal princes. As a child of the royal family, the world is the private property of my Zhao family. If you treat anyone, you are the Grand Secretary of the Palace or the Thirty Patriarchs. No matter how polite you are on the surface, you are looking at you from the bottom of your heart?

The princes of the six major vassal kings, except for the two who were allowed to inherit the title of prince in the "Sections and Vocal Law", the other four really don't expect the five-clawed python robe with apricot yellow satin? The four claws and five claws are only one claw apart, but the real status is more than a thousand miles apart. What's scary is that the five claws of the Nine Pythons have been transformed into the four claws of the Nine Pythons. What should we do next generation? In today's prosperous era, where can we seek military merits? The King of Northern Liang is in charge of the northern territory, and the King of Yanshu in the southern Kingdom. Both vassal kings are recognized as one of the most ruthless giant owls. Who would be willing to get a share of the pie with you? Damn it is the four characters ** written in "Sections and Vocal Kings", which will be the lasting career, which is equivalent to cutting off the channels for the children of the royal family to be officials.

Prince Jing'an lowered his head, frowned slightly, and thought heavily, his anger was as strong as a drink in a glass of wine. He didn't even listen to the sound of killing sounds that were shaking outside the window.

"Damn it, the guy who holds the halberd is not a human being. He even cut off the slap with a hundred kilograms of iron halberd!" A young man from Qingzhou gasped and couldn't help but shout out. The powerful general wearing black armor was really an enemy of ten thousand people. The long slap in his hand easily lifted the arrow rain, and even broke the slap that Huanglong fell with the power of a huge stone.

"Why are Huangtou Lang's hundreds of crossbows still being shot and killed by the No. 100 Beiliang barbarians? Hiding behind the stomp of the stomp arrows, he didn't even raise his head, and he became a turtle with his head!" Another playboy who was cautiously protruding his head and then shrank his head was shocked. Don't you know that he is the same as Huangtou Lang. The group of Huangtou Lang who was scolded by him were still facing the Beiliang soldiers. What is he?

Outside the window, close-range killing was completely similar to close-fitting fighting. Even if the refined Beiliang crossbow had a longer range, there was no advantage at all. It would not prevent the Huang-headed Lang, who had 6,000 arrows on the tower ship from throwing rain of arrows. After a wave of arrows, the opponent's Beiliang Light Cavalry was not much injured, but dozens of people were shot accurately. Everyone on the tower ship could clearly feel the permeability and shock brought by the Beiliang crossbow on the hull. This was completely contrary to the scene where everyone on the tower ship expected that the person suppressed the other party with the number of numbers and did not dare to breathe.

"That guy is not afraid of death, he just lifts a knife and picks up arrows." The second son of the county magistrate of Shujian County in Qingzhou said in amazement.

Birds of a feather flock together. Those who can be called brothers with Wei Wei, the evil dragon, are not good friends, nor are they from ordinary wealthy families. Anyone here who can easily search the genealogy can find a few ancestors who are famous in history? For thousands of years, the emperor's throne has taken turns, ranging from four hundred years to several years, and you will finish your debut.

Only one thing remains unchanged, that is, the aristocratic family. Xu Xiao, who was neutral in the war of the Spring and Autumn Period, was criticized the most for millions of soldiers. He was wrong, even those who could scold the Dazhu Kingdom would not bother with the inhumane people who cursed the people. Instead, he was heartbroken. After the war of the Spring and Autumn Period, there were no nobles. Most of the ten noble families who had been passed down for decades were destroyed. The seeds of study were gone, and moral etiquette was cut off. This was the great injustice of Xu Rentu. For those old masters who thought he was responsible for the important task of the world's ritual, this was the heinous crime that Xu Xiao could not stand for a hundred deaths. There were no scholars behind the Western Wall. How many junior scholars had this sentence caused dissatisfaction? How many ministers of the country had shed so many sad tears, and they were scolding Xu Xiao for being unrighteous before dying?

Unfortunately, it is impossible to kill people if you scold people.

Therefore, it is difficult for the prince Xu Fengnian to believe in the so-called loyalty and righteousness. He knew that there must be such things, but he could not believe in them blindly. The only thing he could rely on was the knife in his hand. Just imagine that Xu Xiao was well-read in poetry and books, benevolence, righteousness and morality, and could still have the desire of 300,000 cavalry today? Zhao Guangling and Li Yishan were already unparalleled national sects, why were he willing to give advice to Xu Xiao, a common man from Bai Ding? Shangyin Academy frowned and accepted his second sister as a bachelor of Jixia, just because Xu Weixiong was so amazing. Xu Fengnian stood at the bow of the boat, and had an arrow flew over and took it away with one knife, and no one was secretly arrowed. He watched the battle. This small-scale water battle between the enemy and us was only 600 people, which was not considered a fierce battle. Li Yishan never taught him knowledge with common sense. If he only allowed to see through the leopard, why could he not learn from one example and know the small things?

The 40,000 naval divisions in Qingzhou, the powerful water division that the Central Youth Party of Korea strongly praised, said that they could fight the Guangling naval division, but just an embroidered pillow. This embroidery is ugly. It is really boring. Xu Fengnian wondered if this battle would sound a few death knells for it in advance?

Wei Wei looked at Xu Fengnian angrily, angry at the navy under his father's rule, and even hated Xu Fengnian. There was a hint of fear of not admitting it. If the prince of Beiliang was really inherited, he wore a five-clawed python robe, there were not only one hundred Beiliang soldiers behind him, but the 300,000 iron cavalry. How should my father, the Dragon Prince of Yihu? Not to mention this battle, if the entire Qingzhou was defeated, the public opinion would definitely be boiling, and the Qing party bosses who squinted their eyes and looked at the secret letters of each family were terrified. The Qing party did not fight internally, and the method of dealing with useless abandoned sons was extremely decisive!

Xu Fengnian smiled at Ning Emei and said, "General Ning, lend me a short halberd."

Ning Emei was already doing nothing at this time. The two armies shot at each other with crossbows. Huangtoulang was completely defeated. After the weak and powerless wave of arrows, he retreated timidly and bluffed the coward! Ning Emei's Buzi Iron Salute Blades and two slapped rods in a row, which was a brave general who was trapped in the battlefield. After hearing the request of His Highness, he respectfully pulled out a short halberd from his backpack.

Xu Fengnian, who held Xiu Dong in his right hand, took the short halberd with his left hand, threw it out, and rushed straight to the window on the third floor of the building ship, and was in full force. Wei Wei dared to shoot arrows openly, but Xu Fengnian dared to shoot Prince Jing'an with arrows, and even more dared to use the short halberd to scare you three legs together.

The short halberd pierced into the window, and the second son of the county magistrate who was peeking at the battle situation hid quickly, but a blood groove was cut on his cheek, and the short halberd was nailed to the ceiling.

The Qingzhou daughters who were originally talking about the prince of Beiliang finally began to experience the war was close at hand, and their faces were pale. Especially when they heard the second son of the prefect of Shujian County covering his face and wailing, they were like their parents who were heartbreaking. If there was no one to support him, they would have been rolling all over the ground long ago.

Wei Wei, who had reached the desperate situation, smiled grimly and said, "Go and let another tower ship hit and kill these indifferent Beiliang barbarians!"

The general of the Huanglong tower ship was about to leave, but Wei Wei lowered his voice and said, "Remember, hit the other two ships first."

General Lou Chuan was stunned for a moment, suddenly woke up, breathed a sigh of relief, and said in his heart that he was very lucky. If he really hit and killed the handsome young master of Beiliang, with his identity, could he have good results? He would take out an inconspicuous scapegoat like himself, and it would not be enough to slaughter a hundred!

The cabin was extremely chaotic. Prince Jing'an tapped the table with his fingers, and the entourage of the royal palace who blocked half of the arrows for him bowed to approach. His Royal Highness only said one word.

"kill."

Without the advice of His Highness, who grew up in Xiangfan City, the master entourage knows how to do things peacefully and securely.

In a cabin, the evil dragon Wei Wei and Xu Fengnian have the greatest grudge. They still dare not hit Xu Fengnian's ship with Huanglong. However, the prince who seemed to have no deep hatred seemed to kill people. Those famous ladies were even more interesting. They were frightened by the short halberd stabbed into the cabin. Instead, they were more obsessed with the prince of Beiliang who commanded the soldiers like a slave. The woman in Qingzhou values ​​utilitarianism and neglects benevolence and righteousness, which is arguing. How can such a cabin with a group of people, appear harmonious on the surface, accomplish great things?

How many years can the Qing Party last forever by relying on power and tricks? But anyone with discerning eyes can see the clues? If it is beneficial, it will gather, and if it is not profitable, it will disperse. What is the difference between it and a snake and a rat? Zhang Shoufu, who was defeated by civil and military officials in the court, has always been verbally trying to win over the Qing Party but is unwilling to really divide the big responsibilities. This is probably why?

Jiang Ni was always absent-minded when reading in the cabin. Old Man Li sat aside and took off his boots and picked his feet. His fingers rubbed back and forth between his toes, then put them on the tip of his nose and smelled them. When he was greedy, he would throw a peanut into his mouth. This kind of master's demeanor was so high that he could not be any higher.

The old sword god saw Jiang Yatou's brows sometimes frowned and sometimes stretched. After thinking for a while, he smiled and said, "Want to see this water battle? If you want to see, I can protect you out. Not to mention hundreds of arrows, even if there are tens of thousands of arrows pouring like rain, I will still keep you safe and sound."

Jiang Ni asked with a stern look: "Take it serious?"

Li Chungang smiled, "I'm talking a little bit bigger, and thousands of arrows are fired at once. Unless the magical skills of Qi Xuan's footsteps are as good as the peak of Qi Xuan's frame, I'm still a little short of time. But everything is because I don't have a sword in my hand, so I'm not afraid of you, a girl, making me laugh."

Jiang Ni asked, "A master like you can't do without a sword in your hand and you will have millions of swords."

The old sword god was surprisingly surprised that Old Man Li was bragging about swordsmanship, and just said softly: "It's OK, but if you really have a sword in your hand, your mood will be very different after all. One day you will be successful in learning swords, you will understand, otherwise I will not understand."

Jiang Ni said oh and stood up.

She didn't say why she wanted to go out to take risks to watch the battle, but she just walked away without any power.

Old Man Li pulled the sheepskin fur and followed closely behind. When he walked to the door of the cabin, he was already standing in front of Jiang Ni, and scattered arrows flew over. He did not need the old sword god to move, so he went far away.

There is Jian Gang in Li Chungang's name.

This is not something that is said in vain.

Perhaps the broken-armed sword god felt that the arrow was annoying, or she couldn't bear to see Jiang Ni being frightened. When the little girl saw Huang Long rushing to a ship beside her, Xu Fengnian, who instantly drew the sword, ran away with Ning Emei and four entourages, subconsciously exclaimed.

Li Chungang sneered.

Step out with one foot.

Flying past everyone and stepping on the Huanglong ship.

The body floats like a blue dragon.

He stepped on the Huanglong Tower boat into the water with one foot!
Chapter completed!