The big rivers and lakes that attack

Chapter 1304 Arriving at the General's Mansion

Then, the huge convoy of more than 2000 people hovered quietly outside the city of the Great General. After a while, nearly a thousand small cities around them began to move slowly in a wonderful rhythm.

This should be a kind of formation, but Li Dao couldn't understand it, and it didn't take long. After the small town moved to a suitable position, a golden bridge with a width of twenty feet and radiant lights was laid out in the center of the city.

They stopped in front of Li Dao's car, and then the sound of ritual and music was loud, and a group of colorful clothes fluttered, like women from the fairy palace, flying from the other end of the golden bridge while dancing.

Along the way, the sky was full of flowers, the dancing postures were graceful, the fragrance was bursting, and the music was euphemistic and moving. As they got closer, everyone realized that although their clothes were thin, they were extremely gorgeous.

During the flying dance, the clothes fluttered and the feet were bare, but they cleverly covered up the parts that should not appear, which aroused people's imagination for a while.

It wasn't until they came to the front of the car that these hundreds of women stopped dancing, landed on the golden bridge, bowed and paid homage, and said in unison: "The General's Mansion, welcome the sword master..."

Jiang Wan stared straight at such a scene, what a grand occasion.

Zhao Luoying, who was in the same car, said with a smile: "This is the welcome dance of the General's Mansion, and it will only be performed when distinguished guests come to visit."

Immediately afterwards, she frowned in displeasure: "You're negligent, this is the arrival of the sword master, but you can't be compared with other honored guests, Zhao Luofeng is getting more and more unruly, and deliberately sweeps my face ..."

Before she finished speaking, she heard the sound of ceremony and music from the other end of the golden bridge, but this time there was a sound of killing and cutting, followed by the sound of hooves of horses.

In an instant, Qianqian was wearing a purple gold heavy armor, a black-scale swallow-wing helmet on his head, a horse-slashing sword across his waist, and a heavy armor covering his crotch. He was ten feet long from head to tail, seven feet high from hoof to back, and had a strong physique. , the sweat and blood of the muscles.

The horses of this heavy armored cavalry were extremely fast, their hoofs were flying, and they made a sound of gold and iron when they stepped on the golden bridge. It looked like an elite division of hundreds of battles.

Seeing this group of cavalry riding on the night-winged dark cloud beast, Duan Tang, who was in charge of the guard, changed his expression drastically, and drew out the boning knife from his waist, and was about to shout "formation" to the elite soldiers around.

The other more than 2000 chivalrous clansmen who were also riding the Wuyun beast were ready to face the battle, but they heard Li Dao's voice from the carriage:
"Be safe and don't be impatient, and don't change your face in order to treat the opponent like a big landslide. If you act like that, people will only look down upon you."

Only then did Duan Tang put the sword back into its sheath, bowed slightly and said, "Yes, what the sword master taught, Old Tang remembered."

In the carriage, Li Dao sighed softly: "I'm born, I brought you by my side this time, I just feel that the two of us haven't seen each other for a long time, and we're not as close as before."

"I plan to cultivate a good relationship, and by the way, I will reward you for your military exploits in the northern border. What I never thought in exchange was combing, alas..."

The corners of Duan Tang's eyes twitched, and he said respectfully: "The present is different from the past, and the difference in status is too great. It is Lao Tang's honor to look up to old Tang. Today, Old Tang truly appreciates the great kindness of the Lord."

It is not wrong to say that it is cultivation, to reward Beijiang for its contribution to resisting the disaster of corpses, but the hidden meaning is to beat yourself a little bit.

As shrewd as he was, how could he not figure out what Li Dao was thinking after fighting with Dao Zheng for half his life?After all, Xiazong can truly be said to be an elite group army, only three of them.

The Dawn Army, the War Sword Army, and the Divine Sword Army, as the commander-in-chief of the War Sword Army, and one of the top leaders of the Military Department, even if he doesn't intend to be a villain, he still needs to be beaten as a superior.

Hitting it from time to time can be regarded as a kind of vigilance for him, so as to prevent him from having thoughts that he shouldn't have in the future... Duan Tang understands it very well, so he accepts it.

"You stayed by my side for a relatively short time, and you didn't get many benefits. You are now a master of the ninth rank. Since Ye Xiang has obtained the true inheritance of the Heavenly Sword, Tie Buqu is also a disciple of the Divine Sword."

"Then I was thinking that you should also get a share of the benefits. Although you are the commander-in-chief of the sword, there are only a few masters like you in the army."

"Even if you are good at dispatching the legion and commanding the battle, if you don't have strong own force, you will inevitably be a little unconvincing."

"When this matter is over, I will entrust a relationship with Chen Fan of 'Ba Dao', and let him accept you as his personal disciple, so that you can enter the 'Longevity Life' as soon as possible, and then super-grade, pass on the lineage of Ba Dao."

Hearing this, Duan Tang's heart became hot all of a sudden, the three elite armies, Ye Xiang "longevity", maybe at some point he will be closed to death, Jin Chaopin.

Needless to say, Tie Buqu, that guy has already surpassed the grade, and now he is thinking about how to tighten the rules, promote to the second fight, and condense the law.

He has the lowest value of force. Although he is the commander-in-chief of the first army, he is also a high-ranking figure in the Xiazong, but his personal strength is too low, and sometimes he is too embarrassed to say hello to others.

I thought that if I went to northern Xinjiang, I might get advice from the Heavenly Sword, but I never thought about it, and they sent him away with the sentence "I don't understand your sword skills...".

Therefore, they had to compete with some high-level leaders of the barren people to sharpen their blades, but the results were limited.

Now that he has the opportunity to join Ba Dao's sect, how can he not be excited?Not to mention the personal transmission, even if it is the true transmission, or even just the external transmission with some advice from Ba Dao face to face, he is willing to be an outside disciple.

Such a good thing, a few years ago, even two years ago, when he first took over Wandaomen, he would have never dared to think about it.

Or follow the sword master, the chance is even greater...

Duan Tang came to his senses, and hurriedly gave another salute, stammering: "Many... many...thanks to the Lord for your cultivation, old Tang Wu is grateful, and repays the Lord's great kindness with this loss of body!"

"You don't need to be too polite, this is what you deserve. Follow me and have meat to eat..."

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Also at this time, in the other compartment, Zhao Luoying saw the heavily armored cavalry roaring over after stepping on the golden bridge, and the corners of his mouth were bright red, and he couldn't help but smile.

"That's what makes sense. That kid Zhao Luofeng did a good job, he still understands the rules, and he didn't embarrass me."

Jiang Wan asked curiously: "Sister-in-law, what's the matter? Looking at their murderous looks, how do you know the rules?"

Before Zhao Luoying could speak, Hong Shengnan, who was in the same car, rushed to answer: "If my guess is correct, this should be an ancient ritual of the General's Mansion from the dark old days to the present."

"Such a battle must be the allusion of the legendary 'iron cavalry stepping into the camp and breaking the mountains and rivers'. It is rumored that in the dark old age, the human race was weak, and was oppressed, enslaved, and even eaten with blood by other ethnic groups who fled to Middle Earth."

(End of this chapter)