The Counterattack of the Villains

Since the death of Gongsun Yang, Xu Fengnian has not seen Liu Nirong again. Anyway, since Wen Hua was here, it had nothing to do with him.

Xu Fengnian didn't look for Wen Hua, but Wen Hua took advantage of the night, after everyone had gone to bed, to find Xu Fengnian, and said with a straight face: "Tell me, what happened to Gongsun Yang."

Both of them have activated their senses to the maximum. If anyone comes within ten feet of them, they will sense it.

But from ten feet away, you couldn't hear what they said.

After all, Wei Feng is just a businessman. Although there are many warriors in the house, there are no masters in charge.

The one with the highest martial arts is only at the third level, but he is already the chief disciple of Wei Mansion.

If there are really second-grade minor masters and above warriors working for him, then Wei Feng's business will be much larger than this scale.

Xu Fengnian said in surprise: "Liu Nirong didn't tell you?"

Wen Hua shook his head and said: "She only said that Gongsun Yang committed suicide and refused to say anything else."

Xu Fengnian understood clearly that Liu Nirong obviously wanted to keep Gongsun Yang's posthumous reputation. She was indeed a kind and righteous woman.

In fact, Xu Fengnian liked Gongsun Yang's temperament very much. If he was not an enemy of the country, and he was not the prince of Northern Liang, there would have been a friendship between the two.

But because of Gongsun Yang's betrayal, countless good men from Beiliang were going to shed blood on the battlefield. Since Xu Fengnian already knew this, he couldn't turn a blind eye.

Xu Fengnian sighed, but she didn't hide Wen Hua.

Wen Hua is not only his good brother, but also his companion who will fight side by side with him all the way.

In official matters, there should be nothing hidden between them.

"Gongsun Yang has been betraying Beiliang's military intelligence to Beimang these years. The meaning of his life is to bring down Beiliang and then Liyang."

This sentence was enough. Wen Hua sighed: "How can such a bold and generous person be a national thief?"

Xu Fengnian also sighed. The matter had been made clear and the two of them no longer struggled with the matter. He asked Wen Hua: "How is the girl?"

Wen Hua said: "It's very sad. You can see this from the fact that she can become inexplicably sad. But it's not a big problem. Time will heal her."

Xu Fengnian said: "You just passed on the inexplicable sword skills to her, does it really have nothing to do with it?"

Wen Hua smiled and said: "What does it matter? Except for Lao Bu, no one in this world has mastered the technique of inexplicable grief. Should it be lost?"

"If someone masters this move, Lao Bu will only be happy. Besides, when she becomes my wife, she won't be considered an outsider."

Xu Fengnian laughed dumbly and said: "Looking at your virtue, you already have one horoscope?"

Wen Hua said proudly: "When we get back from Beimang, it's time to draw that line."

Xu Fengnian said happily: "Okay, when you get married, I will give you a big gift."

"What kind of gift?"

"We'll talk about it then. It won't make sense to say it now, and you'll have fewer surprises, right?"

"Okay, I'll wait for you to surprise me."

After chatting for a while, the night got darker and it suddenly started to rain.

Xu Fengnian stood up and walked to the window, and suddenly said in a low voice: "Wen Hua, the Qingming Festival will be in two days. Come with me to kill someone then."

Wen Huayun said calmly: "I followed you out this time because I wanted the sword to be stained with blood. There is no need to talk nonsense about anything else. Just tell me who the target is."

Xu Fengnian's eyes flashed coldly, and he said slowly: "Leave Chengcheng Mu, Tao Qianzhi."

…

Chengcheng Mu Tao Qianzhi was left behind, a Beimang general who hated Beiliang extremely and had a lot of ambitions.

This man was not only familiar with the art of war and strategy, but also had superior military strength. He was especially well versed in the military and politics of Beiliang. He had originally become the general of charge in Gusai Prefecture in the southern part of Beimang with his skills.

Once, when a member of the royal family went to Gusai Prefecture for a military parade, Chen Zhibao led a force of surprise troops and launched a surprise attack. The unlucky member of the royal family was killed by Chen Zhibao with one blow.

Tao Qianzhi was implicated in this incident and was demoted to stay in Liucheng as a city pastor.

However, it seems that he was demoted, but in fact he was demoted and promoted secretly.

His official position was demoted, but he left a city on the border to hold military and political power. It was a blessing in disguise, and he was freed from the military cage.

In the future, as long as he performs a little merit, he will be favored by Longyao Prefecture's festival leader and even Beimang Empress.

This is far greater than the chance of climbing up the ranks in the highly hierarchical Beimang Army.

According to the information obtained by Xu Fengnian, Tao Qianzhi had unique insights into marching formations, was particularly good at deception, and had a very violent temper.

What is most praised by the Beimang government and the public is that this man had to kill a Beiliang soldier every day to sleep. He came from Gusai Prefecture to Liucheng without a single family member, without a penny of money, and without a single penny.

With one treasure, I only brought six prison cars.

The prison car contained more than forty soldiers from Beiliang who were captured on the battlefield.

More than a month later, these more than 40 Beiliang prisoners were all killed.

However, Tao Qianzhi had a good relationship with many of his fellow generals in the Beimang border army, and there would always be new prisoners transported to Liucheng for him to personally behead every day.

It can be said that Tao Qianzhi was a young and strong official in the Beimang court who was favored by all forces.

With both his military skills and his reputation among the people, he will eventually leap over the dragon's gate and become an indispensable cornerstone for the future of Beimang Royal Court.

The so-called enemy's hero and my enemy's bandits, Xu Fengnian's top talents from the enemy country, naturally wanted to kill them quickly.

The grievances and grievances between Liang and Mang cannot be explained clearly in a few words. It is like a chopping board. Today, your blood is smeared on it, and tomorrow, a layer of mine will be added to it. Layers upon layers have long since solidified into a disgusting piece.

of blood monument.

…

The rain didn't stop as soon as it started, and it continued for three days.

In the early morning of Qingming Festival, the rain that was originally pouring gradually became heavier.

The road was full of mud, but this did not stop Tao Qianzhi from going outside the city to pay a visit to the grave of Paoze, whose ancestral home was in the city.

Tao Qianzhi took the lead and left the city, followed by thirty bodyguards wearing iron armor.

They all looked intently, so they didn't see two young men in green clothes and gray clothes holding a sword squatting under the high wall of the Wei Mansion gate facing the street.

Two maids with delicate bodies and soft eyes each held an umbrella for them, and they were burning yellow paper facing south.

Unfortunately, the rain was so heavy that even if there was an umbrella to cover it, the water droplets splashed by the rain on the ground still made it difficult to burn the yellow paper.

It wasn't until the fire got bigger that a few handfuls of yellow paper were finally burned. It seemed that he had exhausted all his intentions and there was still a handful of yellow paper money left. The young man in Tsing Yi put it back in his arms.

The little maid holding the umbrella for him reminded him in a low voice: "Mr. Xu, the paper money for the ancestors is not easy to put into the arms of a living person. Can my slave help you keep it?"

Xu Fengnian stood up and saw that her left shoulder was soaked. He pushed the mahogany umbrella frame towards the maid, then looked at the cavalry galloping away in the rain, smiled without saying a word, and just shook his head.

After a while, two figures walking side by side holding umbrellas gradually disappeared into the rain.

…

"Where's Liu Nirong?"

"I'm going to pay my respects to Gongsun Yang. Don't worry, the grave Tao Qianzhi is going to pay is in the southeast of the city, and Gongsun Yang is buried in the southwest."

"That's great. Do you want to compare your foot strength?"

"Let's compete, I'm afraid of you."

The rain was pouring heavily, the sky was as dark as night, and the official road was muddy and difficult to navigate, but there happened to be two young people who didn't know what was wrong with them. They folded their umbrellas and ran wildly in the heavy rain.

The two have completely different styles. Every time Xu Fengnian steps on the ground, a mud hole will be blasted in the ground, causing countless splashes of water.

But Wen Hua seemed to have no weight. When the soles of his feet landed on the ground, they were like a dragonfly touching the water. In the heavy rain, even the slightest ripples were covered up, making no waves.

But no matter whether they landed lightly or heavily, the speed of the two of them was always fast. If an ordinary person looked on, they would only see two shadows, one green and one gray, passing by in a flash.

Although the two were equally matched in terms of speed, Xu Fengnian fell behind in the end.

After all, one is very noisy and the other is silent. The difference can be seen at a glance.

"That's it."

On the small road more than a hundred feet away from the official road, as Xu Fengnian spoke, the two colleagues, who had a tacit understanding, stopped, and then reopened their umbrellas to cover their heads.

"Your Qinggong is pretty good. It's a bit like climbing through water and walking on snow without leaving a trace. What's your name?"

Wen Hua said proudly: "I will walk thousands of miles without stopping, not even a ripple in the waves."

"This light skill is called 'Swallow Traveling Thousands of Miles'. When running, it is like a swallow copying water. It is extremely light. Not only does it not consume real energy during running, but it has the effect of restoring energy."

"So when you exert your full strength, you can walk as fast as flying, as fast as riding a horse, and you can travel thousands of miles in a day."

Xu Fengnian said with envy: "It's interesting, this level of Qinggong is not even available in Tingchao Pavilion."

Wen Hua curled his lips and said, "I'm just kidding, how can a real secret book be so easily snatched away by your father?"

"Although a place with peerless secrets may not necessarily have peerless masters, it must have some knowledge no matter what."

Xu Fengnian said with an apologetic smile: "Yes, yes, you are absolutely right. Let me discuss this with you, brother. You see, I am so bad at qinggong. Shouldn't I hold you back when something happens? Look...

"

Wen Hua looked at him with a half-smile and said, "You boy, wait for me here."

Xu Fengnian gave him a wink, touched his chest with her shoulder, and said with a smile: "Hey, who among us brothers is following the other?"

Wen Hua stroked his chin and said thoughtfully: "What you said makes sense. If the wind is tight and you need to breathe, you will have to go back and save you if you can't run away."

Xu Fengnian slapped her thigh and said, "Isn't that the truth?"

"Okay, I'll teach you when I have free time after finishing this job."

"Hey, he has to be my brother, thank you."

Just at this moment, the heavy sound of horse hooves passed through the rain curtain and reached the ears of the two of them.

The originally playful and smiling Xu Fengnian's expression changed instantly, and a murderous aura emanated from him.

"Here we come, prepare your sword to be stained with blood."

After a few breaths, a group of iron cavalry came galloping out of the rain curtain, one behind the other.

The leader, Tao Qianzhi, suddenly shrank his pupils, tightened the reins with his left hand, and raised his right hand high, with a sinister and fierce look in his eyes.

The thirty cavalry behind them reined in their horses and stopped in an instant. Their movements were uniform, and their level of eliteness was not inferior to that of the Beiliang cavalry.

This road can usually be used by four riders, but after being washed away by heavy rains, it is full of potholes, and three riders abreast is the limit.

If the cavalry wants to maximize the impact of the charge, it is best to use two cavalry in conjunction with the swing space of the horse-fighting sword.

On the official road where water was splashing, a young man in green clothes and a sword, and a young man in gray clothes and a sword, stood side by side holding umbrellas, blocking the road.

Even the captain knight, who is skilled in sentinel skills, cannot inspect every plant and tree within a three-mile radius in a short period of time.

In addition, the heavy rain had wiped out the traces, so we could only confirm whether there was a team of about ten people. The guerrilla captain could not be blamed for these two fish blocking the road and slipping through the net.

"Who is coming?"

The two men said nothing, silently put away their umbrellas, inserted the umbrella tips into the mud beside them, and then each held the handles of their swords.

Tao Qianzhi, who was decisive in killing, saw the actions of the two men without any hesitation, and calmly ordered: "The two teams charge, kill without mercy."

The two knights took the lead to rush out side by side. The knight's horse is strong and strong. He is a good horse among the border war horses who is familiar with war. During the running process, he shows a very dynamic visual beauty.

The mane was washed by the rain, and as the muscles trembled regularly, the horse's hooves actually drowned out the sound of the rain for a while.

The knight on horseback drew his sword out of its sheath. The two wild knives were as clear as snow. The blades were wider and thicker than the Beiliang knives, and the length was similar, but the sharpness was slightly weaker and the curvature was larger.

If you look at it from the perspective of reincarnation people, this sword is actually a Mongolian scimitar.

When an experienced soldier draws his sword, he must combine the running speed of his mount and the bumps and undulations of the horse's back caused by the road conditions.

The two cavalrymen had thick arms and were originally the brave spearmen of the Gusai frontier army. They slashed with their swords with overwhelming momentum.

If the two of them were not elites, they would not be qualified to be brought to stay in the city by Tao Qianzhi as personal bodyguards.

Xu Fengnian and Wen Hua looked at each other, then unsheathed their swords, and they faced off against each other, but they didn't have anything else to say.

Wen Hua flew up and almost turned into an arrow. His long sword pointed forward, the blade was flat, and the blade was facing both sides.

Xu Fengnian, on the other hand, pounced forward and slammed his foot on the ground, like a tiger coming out of the gate.

Become famous with one sword.

Thousands of men with cross eyes.

The two men and the two cavalry passed by each other.

The long sword thrust forward, grazing the neck of the knight on the left.

The cold knife swung across, and a big head rose into the sky.

The remaining eight cavalry, who were divided into two columns and charged forward, were replaced by the two leading cavalry. They were not afraid at all in the face of the clean killing methods of these two young men.

They strictly followed the experience gained from fighting on the battlefield, and once again swung their swords in coordination with Pao Ze around them.

Xu Fengnian and Wen Hua were separated from each other. Instead of retreating, they advanced and rushed forward.

In this way, they only have to deal with the enemies on their own side and will not be caught in a double attack.

There was only Xu Fengnian in the original plot. Although this battle was not extremely difficult, it was still full of dangers.

Now with Wen Hua as a helper, both of them are extremely calm and at ease.

The swords and swords flickered, and the raindrops splashed.

In just an instant, the two groups of ten cavalry who charged were all killed, but not even the hem of their clothes touched the two of them.

The guerrilla captain beside Tao Qianzhi felt horrified. He solemnly whispered: "General, would you like to send someone to the city to report the news?"

Tao Qianzhi said calmly: "All twenty of your cavalry have dispersed back to the city. There is no need to worry about me."

"General..."

The captain's eyes turned red, and he shouted "General" in a hoarse voice. Tao Qianzhi looked at him and said with a smile, "How can it be so easy to die? I can't bear to die here."

After saying that, his face became solemn and he shouted: "Listen to my military order and return to the city."

After a brief hesitation, the twenty cavalrymen finally received military orders, and they all clapped their horses and left with hatred.

"Want to leave? It's not that easy."

Wen Hua gave a loud shout and started the Qing Kung Fu of Yan Xing Thousand Miles, and suddenly he caught up with the two riders who were traveling with him.

He no longer held back his hand, and unleashed his inexplicable swordsmanship with all his strength. The two knights immediately fell off their horses, one's forehead was pierced, and the other's cheek was almost split in half.

These Tao Qianzhi's bodyguards, the cavalry, were all wearing iron armor, so when they struck, they basically greeted him towards his face and neck.

After killing the two knights, Wen Hua was as light as a swallow and continued to rush towards the other knights.

Seeing Wen Hua's unparalleled speed, faster than a galloping horse, Tao Qian's eyes were about to burst, and he knew that these twenty riders might not be able to return to Liucheng.

Wen Hua chased the fleeing cavalry alone because his qinggong was better than Xu Fengnian's.

He was relieved to leave Xu Fengnian to face Tao Qianzhi alone because he knew that Xu Fengnian would have no problem killing Tao Qianzhi.

Because Tao Qianzhi only has the strength of a second-grade junior grandmaster, while Xu Fengnian is at the peak of the second-grade.

Those knights have seen their faces, and he doesn't want to wear a human skin mask and walk around the world with someone else's face.

As a good man, you must not only walk without changing your name, sit without changing your surname, but also your appearance without changing your appearance.

In Wen Hua's view, Xu Fengnian has never been a good man, and as a son of an aristocratic family, he is destined not to be a good man.

Wen Hua left for about sixty breaths, that is, more than two minutes, Tao Qianzhi's body and head were separated, and Xu Fengnian did not even let go of the bloody horse under his crotch.

After killing all the men and horses, Xu Fengnian faced Beiliang, took out the remaining handful of yellow paper from his arms, and gently threw it into the air.