The king will never go to court

Chapter 23 The Exploration of Qianguo Iron Cavalry (for collection and further reading)

A hundred steps away from the city gate, a group of Ti cavalry in heavy armor rode their horses in front of the city gate.

Ten people form an awl shape.

"Shh!"

All the cavalry swung the heavy crossbows on their backs, held their chests with one hand, and aimed ten arrows at the city of Shangwumen.

Ten streams of light pierced the sky, and the ten arrows merged into one in mid-air, and the arrows became more energetic.

A huge arrow-like golden body gradually formed in mid-air, covering the entire city of Shangwumen.

"Arrow Master?"

There was a trace of indifference in Zhao Jinyao's eyes, she lightly raised her right index finger, the sword sounded like a dragon's chant, and the cold light of the sword energy approached the arrow-like golden body.

"It's so scary!"

The defenders of the Yan Kingdom on the top of the city were all amazed when they saw this scene, and even Haiyanghou of the Qian Kingdom who issued the order under the city frowned and asked in a low voice.

"Who is that girl in white on the top of the wall?"

All the followers and martial arts masters around him shook their heads, expressing their ignorance.

The arrow qi and sword qi collided in mid-air, and the arrow qi covering the city of Shangwumen shattered.

The cold light of the sword qi directly pierced the sky, cutting off the white clouds suspended in midair.

Just as the defenders of the Yan Kingdom on the top of the city cheered like a mountain, Zhao Jinyao's pupils shrank slightly. She underestimated the strength of the "Arrow Master".

The ten Tiqi under the city stood awe-inspiring, and the leading middle-aged man sneered, looking at the arrow that suddenly appeared at the top of the city, he let out a hearty laugh.

"boom!"

A golden arrow was inserted deep into the pillar of Shangwu Gate, half an inch deep.

A brocade book was hung on the end of the arrow, and the feathers were still rumbling.

The cheers on the top of the wall stopped abruptly, and even Li Bilan who was on the side watched the scene in astonishment, she never thought that her lady could not block the opponent's first wave of attack.

An unconcealable astonishment appeared on Lu Jiugao's expression, and he hurriedly gave his son beside him a look.

A young general stepped forward to put down the arrow without losing embarrassment, and handed the brocade book to his father, "Father, how do you think this should be handled?"

Lu Jiugao picked up the brocade book and opened it. His originally tense expression instantly relaxed, and he suddenly laughed loudly, "I didn't expect it, I didn't expect it."

"Father, what's going on?" The young general looked curious, and Li Bilan beside him also stretched his neck, trying to see clearly why old General Lu Jiugao was laughing.

At this moment, Zhao Jinyao suddenly jumped down from the top of the city tower, took the brocade book from Lu Jiugao's hand, and narrowed her beautiful eyes.

Zhao Jinyao was also very curious. The moment Lu Jiugao opened the brocade book, she found that the first team of "Arrow Masters" from Qianguo under the city had turned their horses and returned.

When she read the contents of the brocade book, Zhao Jinyao's cold frost that had not changed for thousands of years almost shattered, the corners of her mouth twitched slightly, thinking to herself.

"The people of Qianguo actually pay so much attention to the black cloud catastrophe that appeared above Bohai City?"

Zhao Jinyao, who was at the peak of the second rank, vaguely felt that the vitality of the world around Bohai City was much thinner than when she first came back, and the black cloud robbery might be the main reason.

Martial arts experts are between heaven and earth, once their vitality is exhausted, they can only use the remaining breath in their bodies.

In this way, after a long time, martial arts experts will be no different from ordinary people.

Zhao Jinyao returned the brocade book in Lu Jiugao's hands, and through the white gauze veil, Lu Jiugao still saw the embarrassment of being late on the eldest lady's face.

"Miss, don't worry about it. This brocade book is meant to be presented to Lord Hou. Why don't you ask Miss to forward it?"

"This..." The brocade book in Zhao Jinyao's hand froze in mid-air.

Li Bilan beside her hurriedly stepped forward to put away the brocade book, and replied very politely, "Don't worry, old general, Miss will definitely hand over the brocade book to Lord Hou."

Immediately, Li Bilan did not forget to secretly wink at Zhao Jinyao, Zhao Jinyao suddenly understood, and nodded immediately.

After saluting to Lu Jiugao for two days, he quickly left the Shangwumen city gate and headed towards the Fulai Inn in the city.

After the two beautiful figures completely disappeared into the distant buildings and streets, an old man slowly came out from the shadow of the battlements, with a hoarse voice, "Old Lu, what do you think of Miss?"

The person who came was Liu Qian, the housekeeper of Marquis Dingguo. Holding the city wall with his right hand, he looked at the Qianguo cavalry gradually receding in the distance, feeling a sense of sadness in his heart, "I never thought that a possible martial arts expert could Reverse the fate of Bohai City."

He came to Lu Jiugao's side. Both of them were rickety, standing together with the young generals on both sides, they were particularly eye-catching in the sun.

"Miss? I'm still too impulsive. If just now..." Lu Jiugao thought about the situation where the archer attacked and Zhao Jinyao made a sudden attack just now, and he still couldn't help feeling a little worried.

"Miss is confident and courageous." Liu Qian patted the city bricks lightly, watching the gradually retreating cavalry, his heart was still shrouded in a haze.

With a long sigh, he said, "I really didn't expect that Emperor Qian sent six princes."

"He is planning to use our Bohai City to consume the private soldiers of the lords. Otherwise, he would not have sent a young boy to lead the army."

Lu Jiugao smiled wryly, "Our Bohai City is the whetstone. Whether it's the Qian Kingdom or the Yan Kingdom, I heard there's something new going on in Kaijing."

"They're all clowns, don't worry. As long as you deal with the [-] troops in front of you, the embroidered pillows in Kaijing don't need to be touched by Lord Hou." Liu Qian looked into the distance with his eyes.

Returning to the other courtyard of the Laifu Inn, Zhao Jinyao looked at the brocade book in her hand, then glanced at Li Bilan at the side, shrugged and said, "What should we do now?"

Li Bilan's eyes rolled wildly, and she said with a strange expression, "Miss, don't worry, as long as you don't go back, Master Hou will definitely not send someone to remind you."

Zhao Jinyao was not worried about being imprisoned by her father and returned to the Hou's Mansion at this moment, but also worried about looking at the brocade book in her hand.

Earlier, she also noticed the dark clouds above Fenghua Building, but she was not sure. After returning to the inn, she asked Xiaolan to inquire with the innkeeper.

"Can a fourth-rank martial artist, an ordinary alchemist, really cause such a commotion? It also alarmed the army of the Qian Kingdom outside the city."

On the other side, Xie Wufeng was lying on a bamboo chair in the courtyard, bathed in the spring sunshine, white clouds drifted over his head, and a shadow just fell on the peach blossom tree in the courtyard.

Wang Ensheng, who was standing by the side, did not dare to disturb Xie Wufeng, but took out a stack of brocade quilts from the bedroom and covered Xie Wufeng.

Then, I went back to the gate of the courtyard and stared vigilantly at the densely forested corridor. The leaves swayed in the breeze and made a rustling sound.

The shadows of the trees slanted to the west, and the red lanterns under the eaves of the other courtyard were lit up one after another.

In the courtyard, peach blossom petals fell to the ground. Xie Wufeng tightened the brocade quilt on his body, turned his head to look at Wang Ensheng who had fallen asleep with his head tilted, and said with a smile, "Ensheng."

"what?"

The habit he had developed over the years made Wang Ensheng straighten his body as soon as he heard Xie Wufeng's voice.

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