Chapter two hundred and fifty-six, the bloody battle at the border

Duluge was staggering about on his horse, as if he would soon fall asleep.

They had been preparing for a nap last night, when suddenly it began to snow. It was cold, and the tent was too thin for anyone to fall asleep. For fear that if I close my eyes, there will be no tomorrow.

People of the old generation used to say that you must keep your eyes open on a winter night. How many people freeze to death in their sleep, and are found with a smile on their lips, and the more they dream, the closer they are to death.

It was not easy to wait until dawn before hurrying on the road. They just wanted to get into town, find a place to live and rest.

Suddenly, Dulug opened his eyes wide and whispered, "I have a vague sense that something is wrong. "

"What's wrong? " The man looked around.

"Don't you think it's too quiet around here? "

"there it is. " The man laughed, and he said, "you are too timid, duluge. This is just a little-known border town, where the residents are no more than a hundred people, and this is not the busiest time, where people come from. If you want to see lots and lots of people, go to the capital."

When he said that, Torugge felt as if he were too sensitive.

He just felt that something was wrong, and he couldn't say it.

Just then, Poof, a broken Arrow hit.

The sharp tip of the Arrow went straight through the leader's head, and in a flash, red and white, exploded in mid-air, spilling blood all over his face.

The smell of blood stirred the fighting spirit of Douruge, who drew his long knife from his waist with a roar, "come and fight! "

A killing that took place without warning.

The men who descended on them were dressed in the most common of robes, and they had no ornaments on their bodies, and could not be identified. Look at the swords they use, more like where the bandits came from.

"Say your name if you dare! "

Then I heard someone shouting, "Black Wind village, Li Kui is coming! "

A tall man in a robe of apricot and a scarf, with only his narrow eyes, swung his Scimitar at Duluge's beloved horse.

Chinese don't use machetes. huns do.

This year had passed in the heart of Doluge, and the man was at hand. He was embarrassed to avoid, machete nearly across the body of the Horse, the Horse Hiss, the death of the escape.

Tugging on the reins, dulug wielded a long knife and shouted, "I will teach you a lesson! "

From the far wall, several pairs of eyes stared at this scene.

And when the gates were opened, they did not move.

"Shall We wait, my Lord? "

"Don't worry. We should trust him. We'll be in trouble when the gang comes in. "

"Then let the people wait here? "

The man, who was called an adult, chuckled. "What's your hurry? It's so cold. A few people are going in and out of town. Open the door later. It's OK. "

"My Lord taught me. But, my Lord, that man is nothing. "

By this time, the battle in the distance was already one-sided.

Although not all of them were tall, the men in Chinese robes and face coverings were nimble and walked through the war as easily as they had walked.

Moreover, there were only about a dozen people in the caravan, some of whom only pretended to be good at some simple martial arts.

"My Lord, they have won. " The battle ended so quickly that even watching from the wall, one could feel the overpowering ferocity. "My Lord, I have long wanted to ask a question. "

"Oh? You say. "

"that man... who is he? Why does everyone trust and respect him so much? "

The Lord looked out into the distance and laughed. "He, a man of no shadow. Long ago he was called the war-god. "

Lu Yanmo cut off the head of Duluge with a machete and threw it into the arms of those around him.

"I must go. Take this and collect the reward. "

"boss, aren't you staying? "

"This is your battlefield, not mine. " Lu Yanmo blew a whistle and a horse shot out of the woods. "I'll see you when I get a chance. "

One man and one horse soon passed through the gate and entered the gate.

Holding the head of the DOLUGA small soldier a face at a loss, he can not help but look at his own peak: "Who is he? "

They had been together for three days, and all they knew was that the man was very good. But who he is and what his background is. No one knows where he came from but his own boss.

"Like the wind... "

"He... " the head smiled, looked at the distance of the eyes in worship, there is not give up. "A very powerful man. "

Lu Yanmo day and night, back to Qingsha town, it is early February.

The people had changed into their spring clothes, and he looked out of place in his thick robes. Even because of unkempt, into the city also nearly was taken to the county magistrate.

I don't need to see him to know what I look like. I don't know how my wife will react when she sees him.

When he got home, he really gave the porter a fright. When he asked about Suyuebai, prevaricated refused to give him the truth.

Lu Yanmo knew that the person is not at home, then not too anxious. After going back to carefully bathe and change clothes, just go out.

At this time, Suyuebai is walking with Qi Mobai in the street of fruit village.

Although there was a lot of heavy snow last year, this spring was warmer than usual.

Fruit village flowers early in the greenhouse cultivation, and now has been transplanted to the field, and then wait a month or two, is a hundred flowers in full bloom.

"I heard there's going to be a festival of flowers in Yingzhou this year. It's supposed to be very lively. "

Su White some yearning, since she came here, can really not have a good time. If it's not Yingzhou, it's somewhere near Qingsha.

"I'm too busy to know about it. "

Qi Mobai laughed at her. "Boss Su only knows how to earn money, but he doesn't care about elegance. Tomorrow is the flower festival, and boss Su doesn't plan to go out for an outing either. The scenery in the Purple Bamboo Temple of a mountain is very good, especially the Begonia of a mountain, the posture is very graceful. "

"It's not as good as you say. Don't patronize me. "

"I dare not deceive our Su big boss. Zizhu temple I often go back, but Begonia has no chance to watch. " Qi Mo shakes his head, seems to miss, also seems to self-mockery. "every year during the flower festival, the young ladies and ladies are dressed up to the nines and there is a lot of fragrance and make-up. Every year on the mountain path to the temple, I don't know how many hairpins to drop. "

"Ha ha, you can't be afraid of a woman, just dare not go. " Su Yue Bai claps hands to make fun of, suddenly discover Qi Mo Bai vision is deep, straight hook of stare at her.

She swallowed, her cheek hot.

It's a lot of pressure to be stared at by a handsome man.

Suyuebai, say something. This is embarrassing.