Pure Yang Wushen

Chapter 394 You Can Die First! (three more)

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The sound of camel bells is long, and it can be regarded as a rare and lively sound in the desolate Gobi in Beihai.

It was cold like a tide on the Gobi, and a caravan was struggling to move forward in the cold wind. Everyone was wrapped in thick cotton jackets, and only a pair of tired eyes were exposed.

This is a caravan loaded with ore. The driver of the car carefully watched the frozen soil on the Gobi, because the ore carried was too heavy. If it fell into the gully, it would be difficult to pull it up again with a weight of several thousand catties.

At this moment, in the last carriage of the caravan covered with thick cotton cloth.

"Big Brother, what do you think the Beihai Camp will look like? I heard from my mother that Dad has been there for five years, but I have never even seen him."

In the carriage, a little boy about five years old held his cheeks and looked at the young man in a pure white and purple ribbon robe in front of him, with curiosity, anticipation, and apprehension in his eyes.

Seeing all the changes in the little boy's expression, Su Qinian sighed in his heart, this is the fate of the soldiers on the frontier, they are doomed to spend less time with their relatives and leave more, even if the demons invade, the battlefield will be shrouded in horse leather, and there will be no bones left. Not even a handful of ashes can be left behind.

Stretching out his hand and rubbing the little boy's head, Su Qinian said warmly: "Don't worry, your father must really want to see you."

"Really, big brother?"

The little boy's eyes lit up when he heard the words, and he said: "Mother said that Daddy is a great hero, and the uncles and aunts in the village also said that Daddy is amazing. I really want to see Daddy."

"real."

Su Qinian looked into the little boy's eyes and said seriously.

"Little Daoist."

At this time, a charming village woman who looked about twenty years old in the corner of the carriage apologized and said: "My child is naughty, please disturb the path leader Qingxiu."

"No, ma'am, you're being polite. Thanks to the caravan from your village, otherwise I'm alone in Beihai, and I don't know how to follow the trail."

Su Qinian looked out of the carriage. Every man who was physically and mentally exhausted was born in the same village hundreds of miles away from Beihai. There were iron mines there. I chose the nearby armory shop to sell easily, but chose to send it to the most bitter, cold and dangerous North Sea frontier.

Because they understand that on the banks of the North Sea, their relatives are fighting bloody battles there to guard their future.

Five thousand four hundred years have passed since the long conquest.

How many people lost their loved ones, shed dry tears, how many people shrouded their bodies in horse leather and buried their bones in foreign lands.

Just for the iron hooves of the monster race, you can't step into the territory of the human race.

Suddenly, Su Qinian frowned, and then, there was a sharp whistle in the caravan.

"Horse thief! Be alert!"

what!

On the carriage, the village woman was shocked, but quickly calmed down, because the child looked at her, flustered and at a loss.

"Nan'er, be good, don't be afraid! Mother is here."

She hugged the little boy into her arms, hesitated for a moment, looked at Su Qinian, and said, "Little Daoist, the village woman knows that you are a high-ranking disciple of Wudang, and you have a noble status, but horse thieves are vicious and lick blood with the knife head, what you do is not right." It's a fateful act, you are still young and you have not yet accomplished your kung fu, if you do something later, the Taoist leader will take advantage of the chaos and run away, so don't love to fight."

After a pause, the young mother said again: "The cultivators are merciful, and the poor woman only asks the Taoist priest to take Nan'er away. If everything is safe this time, the poor woman will naturally be very grateful. If... ...I hope that the Taoist leader will take pity on him and take Nan'er away. Even if he can be a fire-burning Taoist boy on Wudang Mountain and have enough to eat, if Nan'er's father can come back..."

Before the young woman finished speaking, she saw Su Qinian waving her hand, her eyes dimmed suddenly, and Su Qinian said: "No one can easily trample on other people's lives, here, no one can."

"Little Daoist."

The village woman was stunned, and she heard some meanings. This Wudang trail leader who came across by chance was going to stay to meet the enemy. Ordinary horse thieves don't build foundations and open the sky, and they can't survive if they have cultivated the true energy of the inner family. In her opinion, although the little Taoist priest in front of her was born in Wudang, he is too young, and he can have some force. Overcome dozens or hundreds of horse thieves who are as skilled as clouds.

At this time, Su Qinian had already stepped off the carriage.

Seeing this, the village woman sighed, and got out of the carriage with the little boy in her arms. She only hoped that the leader of the village guards would dissuade the horse thief, otherwise she couldn't imagine how she would save the life of the baby in her arms.

There are not many people in the caravan, but there are not many. There can be fifty or sixty people, all of whom are strong and strong men, especially the leader of the guards. , the cultivation base of a hungry tiger jumping a stream.

For an ordinary village, this is really a great master. In addition, there are two men in their thirties who have also established their foundations and opened the sky, but their cultivation bases will be much worse. In Su Qinian's opinion, it is probably because of relying on mineral deposits that he can support the needs of martial arts training. He can see at a glance that these three people have been covered with a lot of medicinal materials and monster blood. Signs of a boil.

There was dust flying ahead, and the sound of horseshoes was like thunder.

After ten breaths, a hundred or so fierce horses stopped more than ten feet away in front of the caravan. These fierce horses have barbed hoofs nailed on their feet, but they can walk on the frozen ground as if walking on flat ground. Su Qinian's eyes were cold In a flash, although he has never been to the frontier, one of the many classics he has read in his mind is "Beihai Zhi". Although there is no official mark on this kind of shoe, it is a craft in the army. It is strictly forbidden by the people. For imitation, ordinary military craftsmen don't know the craft at all.

If it is said that a master military craftsman turns grass into a bandit, Su Qinian doesn't believe it at all in the Gobi of Beihai.

"It turned out to be Hu Dazhu! Disrespect! Disrespect!"

I saw the leader of the guard clasped his fists and raised his voice: "Here is a hundred and ten taels of silver. I will buy wine and drink for the brothers. I hope it will be convenient for Master Hu. The mountains are high and the rivers are long, and everyone will have a long life."

As he said that, a man who built the foundation beside him raised his hand and threw a package to the four leading horse thieves who were riding on sweaty horses.

puff!

I saw the light of the knife flashing like a crescent moon in the sky, the flying package split open, and a hundred taels of snow and silver scattered all over the ground.

The expressions of everyone in the caravan changed immediately, and the leader of the escort team was a middle-aged man. At this time, he said in a deep voice: "Master Hu, we are delivering ore for the military camp, with small capital and small profits. We think we have been walking this North Sea for many years. The Great Gobi has not offended the heroes of the Hu Dajia, so why should the Hu Dajia be aggressive."

Ahead, on the back of a bloody BMW at the forefront among the horse thieves, a man in his thirties, wearing iron armor, holding a scimitar in his hand, and a shaggy beard. At this moment, a pair of eagle-like eyes are sharp, sweeping across the caravan The dozen ore camel carts that transported the ore, said coldly: "Hand over the lotus iron."

what!

At this moment, the three leaders of the guard team changed their colors slightly. The news that the lotus iron was dug out in the village actually leaked out. How could this be possible? It even reached the ears of the horse thief on the North Sea Gobi.

Lotus iron, that is the main material for casting lotus pattern iron in the royal family and the army. Hen Baobing, and even the three lotus-patterned iron armors, almost without hesitation, decided to send them to the Beihai Camp, because that is where these precious irons are most needed, and they sent people to make contact with them in advance, voluntarily accepting only Half snow silver.

"Master Hu is joking, I'm afraid he has misunderstood the rumors, second child, take another hundred taels of snow silver, please eat and drink enough for the brothers!" The leader of the guard team laughed.

Raising his hand to stop the movement of the second leader of the escort team, the head of Hu's falcon-like gaze swept across the entire caravan, and said with a sneer: "If there is any, you will know after searching."

The three leaders of the guard team finally changed their colors, and all the men in the guard team clenched their fists. The horse thieves were sure that they had lotus iron here, so the news must have leaked out. If it was someone from the village, It may not be very big, if it is a person in the army...

The face of the leader of the escort team became a little ugly, he suddenly raised his head, looked forward, and said loudly: "Yes, we did escort the lotus iron, but it was something the general asked for in the Beihai camp. Don't be afraid that General Shi will blame you and send troops to suppress the bandits!"

With a sneer, it was the second master next to Master Hu, a sullen and short man with a bright red axe, and said coldly: "General Shi and I really dare not offend, but the North Sea Gobi There are many horse thieves on the road, as long as you are all sent on the road, who will know that we are doing it."

hiss!

At this moment, most people in the caravan couldn't help but gasp, these horse thieves are so vicious.

His gaze fluctuated, but soon, taking a deep breath, the leader of the guard said in a deep voice, "If we are willing to hand over the lotus iron to the master."

"Boss!" "Boss!"

Many men in the guards shouted in surprise.

"shut up!"

True Qi circulated, the middle-aged leader shouted violently, his heart was heavy, if he was alone, he would naturally be brave enough to die, but he couldn't bury everyone here, because the men behind him were not only many women Husband, father of many children, and son of many old people!

They want to live!Must be alive!Not only for themselves, but also for the whole village!

"It's a pity." At this time, the machete in the hand of the Hu Dazhuan lightly said, "All of you must go on the road today."

"Then you can die first."

Everyone's face changed, even the leader of the guards was no exception, not only because there was no way out, but also because of the sudden indifferent voice behind him. (Ask for a monthly ticket recommendation ticket, starting point genuine subscription is the biggest support for Shibu! Khan, Shibu has to go to work in the morning, please don’t rush, it has been written before 12 o’clock.)

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