Chen Zhiyun of Southern Liang used thousands of elite soldiers, like sharp blades, to break the formation of hundreds of thousands of troops.

Guo Zhongkan from the north practiced a heavy cavalry in Xuanjia, swept across the northwest, without any defeat.

Shu was worried about foreign troubles at home and since Ge Xiang, he had suffered consecutive defeats, weak military strength and poor national strength. Although Jiang Baijian ranked high in the position of general, his limitations were extremely large and his every move was restrained.

"As far as I know, Jiang Bojian has secretly trained a group of elites in recent years."

Ge Yuer whispered: "This group of elite soldiers are selected from the army. They are either extremely powerful, have agile body skills, outstanding martial arts, or other talents. Then, on the battlefield, they make them deceived death. Now, the identities of these people are already on the battlefield on the list of Shu Kingdom."

Kiyohara pondered for a moment and said, "One thousand eight hundred people? Have you only trained more than two hundred elites?"

He just heard what Xie Qi said, and after thinking about it carefully, he was quite surprised.

There were countless casualties on the battlefield, but it was not easy to hide nearly two thousand people from it. But on the other hand, this Shu general wanted to train a group of elite soldiers, but he also had to do this, which was indeed difficult.

"In order to avoid people's eyes, I went out to sea to train soldiers? It's really a bit whimsical."

"One thousand eight hundred people, and more than two hundred people left, so what I saw in the East China Sea before was only part of it?"

Qingyuan said intimately: "From these thirty people, if more than 200 people have such skills, then this group of elite soldiers should not be underestimated."

"Chen Zhiyun of Nanliang has thousands of elite troops."

Ge Yuer pursed her lips, thought about the news she had heard before, and thought for a moment, and said to the gentleman: "Which Yuan Meng Guo Zhongkan, the Xuanjia heavy cavalry swept the northwest, Jiang Baijian wanted to follow their example."

"Although they are a group of elite soldiers, the number of people is too different compared to the White-Clothed Army and the Xuan-Armored Heavy Cavalry." Qingyuan pondered: "Chen Zhiyun of Nanliang has 6,000 White-Clothed Army, claiming to be invincible in every attack and invincible in battle. The Xuan-Armored Heavy Cavalry of Yuan Meng Guo Zhongkan may not be as sharp as the White-Clothed Army, but the momentum is strong, and the number of people is more than 20,000. It is also the most powerful group of soldiers and horses in the world. It is even more powerful, but the number is too small."

For the first time he walked towards Nanliang, and when he was passing through the mountains and forests, he met a young general in a white army.

The young player is also very brave and powerful, and will not be inferior to Xie Qi's group just now.

Perhaps this young general belongs to the leader of the white-clothed army, not the general, but Qingyuan also understood that Chen Zhiyun's white-clothed army would not be inferior to Jiang Bojian's Qilin Army. Only such elite combat power could break through the formation of hundreds of thousands of troops like sharp swords and blades, and defeat them.

"Maybe the number of people is a little smaller, but Jiang Bojian's situation is not easy after all, and it is rare to be able to secretly draw people out."

Ge Yuer said: "I think Jiang Bojian's training of this group of people should be of other use. No matter how powerful these people are, they are not people who practice Taoism."

"That Xie Qi is one of Jiang Baijian's sworn brothers. Outsiders always think that Jiang Baijian's sworn brothers were the only ones who were sworn brothers, and Xie Sanfanba."

"No one expected that Xie Qi had pretended to die and trained troops for Jiang Baijian."

"Now it seems that the Qilin Army has been trained."

Ge Yuer said: "But there seem to be dozens of people in this group. As an assassin, it was Xie Qi's brother Xie San's responsibility for this aspect. Now it seems that it is Xie San's side, and the loss is too heavy."

"No wonder" Qingyuan smiled and said, "Just just now, the leader of the assassin, Xie Qi, always wanted these people to be real assassins, but his words, actions and actions were full of intense spirit, without any of the styles that the assassin should have. Judging from the previous murders in the downtown area, he didn't look like a nightclub."

Xie Qi followed Jiang Baijian and fought on the battlefield for many years, and he had a sense of blood in his heart.

Now that he is pretending to die, he is training troops in secret, and he is not allowed to be exposed. He is already a little frustrated, and now he is going to be the assassin who is shameful for the time being. No wonder he is quite angry.

"I originally wanted to follow Xie Qi and find Jiang Baijian's traces, but it seemed a little reckless." Ge Yu'er sighed lightly, revealing a little sadness, and said, "My Taoism is too low. Even if there is a heritage, it is difficult to attack Jiang Baijian. This time, my aunt asked me to kill a monster and take his treasure. Let's consider it a training. Afterwards, I should be able to condense the magical meaning."

She suddenly raised her head, looked a little stubborn, and said, "After condensing the Dharma, I must go to Beijing."

Qingyuan was just listening quietly and did not answer.

It was quiet for a moment.

"Sir" Ge Yuer showed a little embarrassment, "Xiao Yu was a little excited."

"It doesn't matter." Kiyohara smiled slightly. After this conversation, most of the strangeness between the two disappeared.

Ge Yuer breathed gently, and felt a little surprised.

Since she learned about her life experience, she has had many thoughts, most of which are under her heart and did not expect to see her again this time, but instead she has expressed a lot of thoughts in her heart.

Thinking of what she said just now, it seemed that she was a little confused, which made her seem even more uncomfortable.

After careful examination, the gentleman was still as usual. After several years, he seemed to have not left any trace of time on him. He was still so young, so handsome, and so gentle and close. With a little out of the world, he unknowingly eliminated some of his guard.

It was precisely because she had eliminated some precautions that she told her about the recent investigation, and even her own thoughts were not hidden.

"Xiao Yu was so happy that he hadn't seen him for several years, and now he could meet his husband again."

Ge Yuer's mood was completely calm, and she immediately stood up and gave a gentle salute to Qingyuan.

Qingyuan stretched out his hand to help her, and with a change of power, he helped her up, and said with a smile: "I haven't seen you for several years and I've met you again. The sir is also very happy."

As if he remembered something, the plaintiff Qing called out a crime and said with a smile: "I used to be accused of talking about things from Xie Qi, but I forgot to ask your grandpa."

"Grandpa" Ge Yuer nodded and smiled, "Grandpa is healthy and now lives in Guanzhong. Although he is old and does not enter the door of Taoism, Guanzhong is a place of spiritual charm and is not contaminated by the worldly aura. He cultivates his body and mind, cleans tea and rice, and occasionally takes medicine to regulate his medicine, which is even younger than that year. For Mr. Husband, he often cares about him. If Mr. Husband is free in the future, he can go to Zhenshan to catch smoke and talk to him about the past."

“Yes.”

Qingyuan nodded slightly and said, "You are now worshiping this Yan Temple?"

ps: I have been in good condition in the past two or three days, but my ears are buzzing, so irritable that I can hardly write. Today I have recovered a little. It is about late autumn and it is easy to get angry. Students should pay attention. To be continued.
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