Who says sleep is not spiritual practice?

Chapter 65
on the carriage.

The two maids opened a corner of the curtain and saw their master was covered in blood. While they were relieved on their faces, a touch of distress flashed in their eyes.

"Son..."

Compared with the sick boy who slept all day in Ziyan Courtyard and molested the maids, Jiang Qingyu, who was in white robes stained with blood in front of him, had a more iron-blooded and resolute temperament.

Looking at it this way, he looks more like a leader.

"A man should be like this!"

The coachman Lao Wu did not hesitate to praise:

"Beheading two congenitals at the age of 19, even if they were interrupted and tied up, it would be a good thing to spread the word."

"I think our army captured a few Fate Star Realms on the battlefield back then, and the prince ordered someone to tie them up on the battlefield to show the public. The recruits who watched said they were not afraid, but they stood farther away from each other. If you dare to keep throwing stones, we will laugh at you."

"Compared to them, the Fourth Young Master is so much stronger!"

"but……"

"Looking at the way you cut people, you don't look like a novice who hasn't practiced swords before."

This is not just the coachman Old Wu, many people have noticed.

It seems that this idiot who is rumored to know nothing but sleep has a secret that no one knows about him!
Holding the famous sword Shuoyue in his hand, Jiang Shan helped to explain:
"The Fourth Young Master recently picked a sword skill in the Sutra Pavilion."

"A few days ago, he had entered the Houtian first grade."

The coachman Old Wu shook his head and said:
"Which of the new recruits on the battlefield for the first time has never touched a sword? But like the fourth son, he didn't shake his hand for the first time to kill. Over the years, I, Old Wu, have only seen three!"

"Two of them turned out to be beggars who fled from Yongzhou. I guess there were a few lives in their hands before, so I can't count them."

"The other one is only 32 years old this year, and he is already a fourth-rank military officer."

As soon as this remark came out, even with the cold arrogance of Heijia General Duoji, it was inevitable that he would be a little moved.

"But General Jiang Langya?"

He couldn't help asking.

Old Wu nodded:

"It is Jiang Langya, the prince's only adopted son!"

"His subordinates control nearly one-third of the entire Bingzhou's military force. For more than ten years, he has been leading troops to garrison Yangguan City, fighting against Beidi, and made great achievements!"

"Unfortunately……"

"Last year Jiang Langya lost a battle, otherwise he would have been promoted a long time ago."

Dorje looked serious.

He looked down on most of the older generation in the Bingzhou Military Department, but he had to admit that among the new generation, there was one person who surpassed him by a large margin in terms of martial arts and military command ability.

General Mingwei, Jiang Langya.

There is a customary rule in the list of princes in the state of Chu, those who are born at the second grade or above are not included in the list.

Because many young masters on the list have difficulty breaking through to the innate second-grade Haoyue realm throughout their entire lives, it is an insult to the Haoyue realm to rank them together with people of this level.

And Jiang Langya got off the list as early as 27 years old.

"I also heard about the defeat last year."

Dorje said with emotion:
"Jiang Langya and the leader of a large tribe in Beidi faced off in front of the battle, and lost accidentally, so that the morale of the army was greatly reduced, and this was the defeat."

"But in the defeat, the troops retreated in an orderly manner, and the casualties were not large, but the reputation was a little bit bad."

The coachman Old Wu agreed:
"General Jiang Langya uses his troops like a god, but he has a well-known shortcoming—"

"Too keen to single out the enemy general before the battle."

"The generals of the two armies will fight one-on-one. If they win, the morale of the troops will rise and they will be invincible. But if they lose, the morale of the troops will be low, and they will inevitably suffer defeat."

"For so many years, because of this flaw, General Jiang Langya's victories and defeats are almost [-]%!"

"If he hadn't arranged for a retreat before each battle, so that the damage would not be serious every time he lost, the prince would have taken off his official hat long ago and thrown him to a idle job elsewhere!"

Duoji couldn't help showing a smile on the corner of his mouth when he was obedient:
"Let Jiang Langya do idle work? Is it willing to reject the Northern King?"

The driver, Old Wu, scratched his head, and heyed twice in embarrassment:
"What's there to bear?"

"The lord governs the army strictly. Whoever loses a battle will not be punished? At worst, he will be fined for a day or two before being reinstated!"

Everyone laughed.

Jiang Shan, holding the famous sword Shuoyue, couldn't laugh at all.

That kid Jiang Langya hasn't been a guest at the palace since the eldest lady took the eldest son and a maid named A Pu to the capital 12 years ago, right?
In every battle, he fights the enemy with all his might, even if he loses the battle...

Is it to break through the realm barrier as soon as possible and advance to the innate third-rank Luminous Sun Realm?
But Yaorijing went to the capital of hidden dragons and crouching tigers, so he had to bow his head in the same way!
Alas, he is also a miserable person!

……

at the same time.

After Jiang Qingyu finished chopping people, he wiped off the blood on the knife with the corner of his clothes, then returned the knife to the Qiang cavalryman, and exclaimed:

"Good knife."

The cavalryman and You Rongyan puffed out their chests.

Jiang Qingyu smiled and looked at this army.

Killing Lei Sandao and Ren Jian did not allow all the anger of the [-] Qiang cavalry to be vented, and the hundreds of people in the two escort agencies were not all the attackers.

But he knew that this action had to come to an end for the time being.

Most of the thieves were in the Three Caverns of the Rabbit. The two groups of Jiaoshou Mountain and Huashe Ridge must have found a new place to settle down, not to mention whether they could find it, even if they found it, they couldn't rush to kill them.

After all, cavalry is not suitable for attacking mountains.

If too many people are lost in the mountains, not only will it not be effective in making the Qiang cavalry surrender, but it may even be counterproductive, consuming the goodwill that has been hard-won today.

Then in the next Winter Hunting Competition, he would have little chance of winning.

"Son."

At this time, the city lord Zana kicked away the two headless corpses, walked up to Jiang Qingyu, and said sincerely:

"Thank you, young master, for removing the two major disasters in Black Rock City, and also allowing Black Rock City to escape a catastrophe by luck."

"I have ordered people to set up a banquet in the mansion, and please leave after the young master and all the brothers have enjoyed themselves."

Jiang Qingyu shook her head and said:

"No. Lord City Master, we have to go back to the Royal City to rest before dark, so we won't bother you any more."

"I owe this banquet first, and I will come to drink again when I win the battle next time!"

Zana boldly said:
"it is good!"

"Then we will wait in Black Rock City for the good news that your son will return in a big victory!"

Jiang Qingyu said a few words politely.

Then, the two chatted about the details of handling the funeral, and had a very happy conversation.

even……

Zana half-truthfully proposed to transfer troops to make up for Jiang Qingyu by a thousand horses.

But Jiang Qingyu refused on the grounds that the transfer of troops required military documents.

He knew very well that Black Rock City would not be able to find four hundred good horses.

The two smart people have a tacit understanding. During the conversation, neither of them mentioned the word "Guo Zhao", as if Lei Sandao and Ren Jian had never talked about this person.

……

After half an hour.

Six hundred cavalry guarded the carriage and came out from the west gate.

The Green Bamboo Camp is nowhere to be seen at the gate.

Jiang Qingyu opened a corner of the curtain and looked up.

I saw more than 400 corpses dressed as bodyguards hanging on the top of the city, and the blood stained the city wall.

Behind the corpse, dozens of defenders of Black Rock City held a military crossbow and put their arrows on the string.

swoosh...

After rounds of volleys, every corpse turned into a hedgehog.

"What a ruthless city lord!"

"He's an interesting guy, too."

Jiang Qingyu let out a sigh.

Then he lowered the curtain and ordered:

"Back to the royal city."

On both sides of the carriage, six hundred cavalry responded in unison:
A "No" sounded like thunder.

(End of this chapter)