Emperor Phoenix

Chapter 164

"Changge, may you be safe."

The night was dark, and the wind and rain did not stop.

The wind and sand in the north endlessly beat the ancient rivers and mountains. Amidst the sound of horn drawing, the war horses fell silent and bowed their heads. The lights of thousands of tents under the dome were gradually extinguished, and a star shadow was crumbling.

This is Pingzhou Daying, which is very close to Youzhou.

Inside the main cowhide tent, a pair of tallow candles burn tirelessly, illuminating the letter paper in the man's hand, the handwriting on the paper is painted with silver hooks on iron, and it is sharp and sharp.

"The word is presented to the governor of Nandu, Xingfan: ... After the king is a martyr, why is the Great Wall of the country willing to be under the cold and immoral Xiao Jue? Looking at the world, there are only two people, the king and Guangshi! When Yingjie rises up, the world is full of talents, and I wish to follow my brother's tail, let the horse go to the northern borders, and compete in the world. When I succeed, I wish to be my brother's best assistant, and worship my brother under Dan Chi! Sincerely, God can learn from it!"

Country...Empire...Rise and fall...Aspire to the top...Wake up and take over the power of the world, lie drunk on the knees of beauties, this is the blazing dream in the hearts of all men, buried in the silent years, there is no clue, but it is always waiting to be awakened.

Even if the ashes are burned out in the fire, the blood of the hero is sprinkled on the heap of dragons, and the hungry birds and wild pheasants gather on the bones of Lili in the ancient garrison of the deserted city, it can't stop some yearning that rises in the blood.

Nan Xingfan, governor of Pingzhou, raised his eyes, and his eyes flashed decisively like polar starlight.

Late at night, thousands of lamps in the night.

Riding fast horses, penetrating the darkness like meteors, galloping forward, smashing through the death-like silence, stirring up sand and dust flying all over the sky.

The first two riders, the steeds are extraordinary, the knights on the horses rein in the reins, the horses fly and hooves, and they have arrived in front of the camp in an instant.

The battalion guards, who had already received strict orders, immediately blocked with their guns horizontally, and the tip of the gun shot out a stream of sparks with a snap.

"Who is coming! Sign up quickly! Otherwise, you will be killed without mercy!"

"Military Superintendent, Longdong Road Supervising Censor, Minister of Criminal Affairs, Zhao Moyan, please see Pingzhou Governor Nangong!"

The soldiers looked at each other, and looked up together. The horseman's figure didn't look very tall, and his voice was calm and clear. In the calmness, there was the extraordinary demeanor of Yuan Ting and Yue Zhi. Although they were only a horse's body away, somehow It makes people feel lofty.

The soldiers looked at each other again, and said harshly: "Please wait outside the camp, let me inform the governor."

"No need!"

The soldier had already turned half his body, looked back in astonishment, the other party had already raised his whip, and said flatly: "I am the envoy of the Son of Heaven, patrolling on behalf of the Heaven, and it is said that your lord should greet Sheng An first, but now I don't need him to welcome you. Does he still have the nerve to ask me to report?"

As soon as the voice fell, the man flicked his long whip, and somehow cleverly rolled off the rope buckle on the horse-rejecting post. With a bang, the camp gate opened, and the man let out a long laugh, and drove straight in.

As soon as he rode behind him, a knight on the horse remained silent. The soldier wanted to give a signal to inform the governor, but he suddenly looked back. Under the night sky, the man's gaze was like a cold star, like a sharp sword, like a shining blade out of its sheath, calm and serene. He was so cold and intimidating that he was startled and forced back.

Before he could react, the two riders had already rushed into the main account.

The horses of those two people were extremely handsome, as fast as meteors and lightning, and the military sentries stopped them one after another, but immediately the knight turned his hand, showing a yellow silk decree, and shouted: "The decree is here, who dares to stop it?"

But in a daze, he was swept by like the wind.

The main tent was densely covered, with lights peeking out faintly. The man got off his horse and smiled without any scruples: "The Southern Governor is in good shape, and he doesn't sleep at this late hour! But he's talking about the world's heroes with wine in the middle of the night? Can I bother you for a drink?"

As soon as the curtain was lifted, he stepped in without hesitation.

The unobstructed lights rushed towards the face, and at the same time, there were many eyes with unclear meanings.

Startled, looking round, the man said with a smile: "...Everyone is really complete..."

In the tent, all the generals and officers of the Pingzhou Camp were present. On the chief seat, Nan Xingfan looked elegant, not like a general but like a scholar, slowly raised his head, and said with a smile, "I'm waiting for you, an angel."

All the generals below stared at the emperor's envoy solemnly—he was too young...he was still a teenager.

The comer is naturally Qin Changge, a cross-dressing madman and vicious servant.

She ran endlessly for several days and nights, and Chu Feihuan and the other two left the group of followers and only brought a few guards to come early, because they were worried about the movement of the Pingzhou camp and wanted to take the initiative as soon as possible.

To take Youzhou, you must pass through Pingzhou. Cao Guangshi is not a fool, and Qin Changge can guess what he will do with his fingers.

Now, grabbing time is grabbing victory.It is to seize the initiative in this civil war.

There are two camps in Pingzhou and Lingzhou. The reason why Qin Changge did not go to the closer Lingzhou first, but rather came to Pingzhou by detour, is because Nan Xingfan not only came from an honorable family, but also has both civil and military skills. , this person has practiced boy kungfu since he was a child, and his internal strength is very good. He is a fierce general. It is said that there is no master in the world who can kill him within a hundred moves.

Such a powerful person naturally needs to be in control first.

This is a thrilling adventure - entering the camp alone, facing an army of [-] and a group of master generals, each of them will be exhausted to death with a knife, and as long as there is a little carelessness, the bones of the peerless master will be gone.

Qin Changge's original intention was to come alone, but Chu Feihuan remained silent, but insisted on getting on the horse. His peaceful posture showed his uncompromising determination. If you go alone, I will go alone. Let's go our own way It means, how dare Qin Changge let Fei Huan, who is seriously ill, rush over alone?In desperation, he had no choice but to agree.

Although there are tens of thousands of people, I will go, even if there are tens of thousands of people, I am willing to live and die with you.

The pale man under the starry sky is worth a thousand words without saying a word.

Looking back, intentionally or unintentionally, he smiled at Feihuan, signaling him to rest assured. Qin Changge stood at the door of the tent, stared at Nan Xingfan's pupils for a while, and smiled calmly: "It's such a night with stars, it's a good time for drinking, thank you Mo Yan The governor is kind."

But he didn't come in first, but took out a long needle from his bosom, opened the cowhide curtain and nailed it, the lights and moonlight intertwined, reflecting the figure of the man who had never dismounted outside the tent, he was as straight as a bamboo, sinking The silhouette in the dark is beautiful and compelling.

"It's hot, and the cowhide tent is airtight, don't you feel stuffy?" Qin Changge smiled and stretched out his hand, as if to catch the moonlight full of hands, "You are laughing, the wind in the north, the vast stars and the moon, are not me The southerners can be seen all the time, so they are reluctant to use a tent to block the door, you must know that if you want to drink, how can you not just take a glimpse of the moonlight?"

Smiling, she walked forward, took a jar of wine from the ground, patted the mud seal off, raised her head to drink, and took photos with the generals.

Everyone has been looking at this young man intently, he is graceful and unrestrained, unrestrained and unrestrained. Among the generals who are full of swords and murderous, they regard the murderous spirit and blood of the people who have experienced the wind and frost of the battlefield as nothing. He has a coquettish attitude, but without losing the masculinity, he is really radiant and heart-wrenching.

It should be known that a man in the battlefield admires literary talents with poems and books, but dislikes the sour and Confucian atmosphere of that book. Nowadays, it is rare to see a character who is both elegant and bold, and he immediately feels that this is the perfect and true boy!
Someone couldn't help shouting, "Good!"

As soon as he yelled, he was forced back by the warning gaze of his boss.

Qin Changge pretended not to see or hear it, but put the wine jar back with a smile, shook his wrist and said, "Oh, it's so heavy, so I still can't pretend to be a hero, so please give me a bowl!"

Someone laughed and handed over the bowl, and someone showed a relaxed look - thinking that this young man was so handsome and handsome, he felt a little uneasy, but now it seems that he is just a show, and he can't even hold a wine jar of.

The atmosphere relaxed slightly, and the generals began to toast to each other.

Nan Xingfan winked, and the lieutenant general Yu Yong came forward with a wine bowl, and said with a smile: "It's the custom in our northern region to entertain distinguished guests who come to the door for the first time. It's to drink a 'arm wine', and then talk about the intention of the visit. Mr. Zhao can Would you like to break the festival and have a drink with the last general?"

"Oh? What is an arm?" Qin Changge blinked with curiosity.

"Stand with your arms, and drink with each other, to show that friendship will last forever."

"I stick to what I want, but I dare not ask for it." Qin Changge smiled, "It's a real honor..."

Yu Yong, who was handsome and heroic, took the wine bowl, pressed his arms heavily on Qin Changge's shoulders, and said with a smile, "That's it!"

"boom!"

Qin Changge was crushed to the ground, and sat down on the wine jar, the wine immediately soaked his robe.

There was a moment of silence in the tent, and then burst into laughter.

Amid the laughter, someone shouted: "Master Zhao, your robe is more drunk than you?"

Someone ridiculed: "How does it taste if you have a good wine in your buttocks?"

Someone shakes their head and mutters, "Trash!"

An officer sitting near the door of the tent choked with laughter, staggered out of the tent with his stomach in his hands, coughed while leaning on the wooden pillar, feeling overjoyed while thinking, raised his head triumphantly, and faced the A pair of clear but bottomless eyes.

Those pupils were as clear as crystals, reflecting all the weirdness in the world but not stained with dust, noble and cold, as transparent and clear as a mirror flower in the moon and water, he looked at him so coldly and mockingly, as if he was looking at someone else. A pig rolling in the mud.

Startled, the officer was a little annoyed for a moment, this man is just a guard surnamed Zhao, dare to look at him like that?It's difficult for the surname Zhao to protect himself, how dare this guard be so arrogant?

He turned his head angrily, thinking that if the governor really made up his mind to kill the court envoy, he would personally kill the guard himself.

The moment he turned his head, he was suddenly taken aback.

what's wrong...

But a guard...

Why is there such a cold look in his eyes?
Also, his legs...

He turned around, curious to see again.

"Crack!"

As if someone raised the corner of his sleeve, a white light flashed.

He felt a chill in his throat, but it was the coolness that a snowflake can feel when it falls on his skin.

(End of this chapter)