[Comprehensive] Travel to the world of martial arts and raise a boss

On the endless Pingchuan River, there are green grass, and large groups of white clouds like cotton candy lie leisurely in the blue sky. The scenery in front of you is as beautiful as a painting. If there is no group of blood-stained swords, The words of a man who laughs ferociously.

Crying and pleading resounded through the heaven and earth, and the dazzling blood stained the clear sky red. The executioners who caused all this laughed arrogantly, harvesting lives one after another.

Suddenly, the earth shook, the birds flew in fright, and on the horizon in the distance, a black tide surged toward us like mountains and seas.

The sound of horseshoes roared, the cold ice armor reflected the cold light in the sun, the black flag fluttered in the wind, and the bloody "Gu" hurt people's eyes!

Everyone was so shocked that they couldn't even catch their breath to look at them, their pupils were widened in fear, and the black armored cavalry that was getting closer and closer were clearly reflected in them.

"Fengyun Cavalry! It's Fengyun Iron Cavalry!!"

A tragic cry suddenly sounded, piercing the sky. The looters who were still extremely rampant seemed to see a ghost. With a bang, they hugged their heads and ran wildly, almost unable to hold the knife in their hands.

They did see a ghost. The Gu family's iron cavalry with red letters on a black background was in the north, and it was an existence that terrified everyone.

And Fengyun Iron Cavalry is one of the elite.

It was trained by Lu Chongming.

The north is desolate, and some places are full of birds and uninhabited for thousands of miles. There are many scary things here, such as wolves, bandits, golden men, etc. If you encounter any of them, you will be doomed.

However, this situation has changed since six years ago. The Fengyun cavalry formed by Lu Chongming, who guards the north, has become a nightmare for many people. No one will forget the big clearing a few years ago. A city was built, and countless generations of horse thieves who had traveled across the north were uprooted by Fengyun Iron Cavalry.

Lu Chongming didn't take prisoners of war, not because he didn't want to, but because he couldn't. After he came to the north, he realized the special situation here. There were not only Song people in those bandit dens, but also Jin people, Xixia people, Mongols, Even Liao people, under such circumstances, how dare he take prisoners!

So whether it was begging for mercy or surrendering, he did not let go. During those few months, the whole north was in a state of panic, and the fallen heads could pile up into mountains.

In the third year of Xuanhe, he went to the Xixia Army, and the total number of Xixia troops killed by him reached more than [-]. Since then, his bloodthirsty reputation has been spread along with his reputation of using soldiers like a god and winning every battle.

Fengyun cavalry came quickly, like a gust of wind, it swept over in an instant, and the knife with a cold light slashed down, and blood sprayed like a horse, staining the wild flowers on the roadside red.

These people were just a group of deranged ravagers, but now when they meet someone stronger than themselves, they are like pigs waiting to be slaughtered, powerless and desperate.

It has always been the case that the strong are respected.

Lu Chongming sat on the horseback, holding the rein with one hand, and walked slowly surrounded by the guards. His leisurely posture seemed to be enjoying the scenery.

Maybe he is really admiring the scenery, but others are admiring the flowers, the moon and the beauties, but he is admiring the scene of killing and blood.

There was someone galloping in front of him, alone with one arm, calm and introverted, but it was Zhu Muyang.

A few years ago in the battle of Xixia, after he met Lu Chongming again, he had been brought by his side. Now he is the commander of Fengyun Cavalry, he respects and admires Lu Chongming, and is even more loyal.

"How?" Lu Chongming said calmly.

Zhu Muyang nodded, then turned his horse around, and said a step behind him, "It's not bandits, but the golden men are raiding the valley."

The so-called grazing valley began in the early days of the Daliao Dynasty. When the army went out to fight, the soldiers and horses did not give them food and grass. They had to rely on the soldiers to plunder the folk food and grass to support themselves. This is grazing valley.

Unlike the Liao people, the Jin people naturally paid attention to logistics, but they did not stop the soldiers below from looting and killing Song people for money, after all, those were only Song people.

The Song Dynasty was weak, and even the emperor lived limp and spineless, not to mention the people of the Song Dynasty, and the Song people on the border were undoubtedly the most difficult group of people to live.

The Song people on the border are a group of pigs and sheep waiting to be slaughtered. They can't decide whether they live or die. Although they are not able to decide now, they are much better than before. They are the ones who applaud the most when the horse thieves are destroyed. , and the golden man who used to be afraid also has something to fear.

Although Lu Chongming has a fierce reputation, in the hearts of the northern people, he is no different from a bodhisattva who saves suffering.

He is a good officer.

"Fighting Grass Valley?!" After staying in the north for six years, Lu Chongming still had some understanding of this. He chuckled and said, "It seems that the reputation of the Fengyun Iron Cavalry is not loud enough, and even the Jinren came here to wreak havoc."

Zhu Muyang's lips were tightly pursed, and a cold light flashed in his eyes, "The reputation of Fengyun will not be lost, and one day the golden man will definitely repay it a thousand times!"

Lu Chongming raised his eyebrows. Just as he was about to speak, he heard the neighing of a horse in his ear. He turned his head to look and asked, "Does Shaoshang also have itchy hands?"

Qi Shaoshang laughed. When he smiled, there were two dimples on his face, which made him look more handsome and cute.

He held down the hilt of the sword worn at his waist, and said with bright eyes: "It's been a long time since I saw human blood, my sword is almost rusting."

Lu Chongming laughed loudly, pointed at his horsewhip, and said, "I'll give you half a day off today, go exercise your muscles and bones!"

Qi Shaoshang was very moved, he touched his head in embarrassment, and said loudly: "It won't take a long time, sir, just give me half an hour!"

The young and handsome young man rushed away like a wind, Zhu Muyang looked at the back of the person who was going away, and said disapprovingly: "Your Excellency shouldn't indulge him like this, his responsibility is to protect you."

Lu Chongming shook his head and said, "What can happen in such a short period of time? It's not that there are no one around me. There are so many people following me!"

He raised his eyes, looked at the people who had been overwhelmed by the crowd, paused and continued: "Besides, he's still young, it's normal for him to like to play, he's about the same age as Xiao Gu..."

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Fengyun Iron Cavalry moved very quickly, hundreds of golden soldiers' heads were chopped off like watermelons, and there were a lot of bloody heads.

The surviving people kowtowed a few times in Lu Chongming's direction, and then, under the signal of Song Jun, left with their relatives' bodies and their own money.

The wilderness regained calm again, but after leaving hundreds of headless corpses, it turned into a scene of hell.

After Lu Chongming brought his people back to the city, he went straight to his mansion, and happened to bump into Wu Jie at the door.

He smiled lightly and said, "It's a coincidence that you came here, I just happened to find you for something."

Wu Jie looked at him in surprise.

Lu Chongming said as he walked, he had already briefly explained what happened in the wilderness when he stepped into the living room.

At the end, he said: "The Jinren actually ignored the covenant of the past and crossed the border to plunder. It seems that they have to do something."

Wu Jie pondered for a while before saying, "Are you sure it's Jin Bing?"

Lu Chongming nodded, "There is nothing wrong."

Wu Jie closed his eyes, and when he opened them again, he was firm. He clasped his fists and said, "I will obey your lord's command!"

Since that battle six years ago, he, like everyone else, has admired and revered this man who can't even practice martial arts.

Lu Chongming stood by the window with his hands behind his back, his eyes looked through the clouds to the far north, where there was the opponent he was going to conquer,

"Perhaps it's time to act."

After six years of layout, everything is ready, and now it only owes the east wind.

People say that the mansion of the gods in the sky, the house of the prime minister on earth, and the mansion of Prime Minister Cai in the current dynasty are rich and glorious, not much worse than the imperial palace.

Youlu Courtyard is located on the west side of the Prime Minister's Mansion, with a quiet environment and beautiful flowers. Unlike other magnificent places, there is no luxurious decoration inlaid with gold and jade, but there are many flowers and trees. A layer of fragrance.

For the people in the Prime Minister's Mansion, Youlu Courtyard is a special place, and the owner of Youlu Courtyard is also a special person.

The people who live here are not serious masters, but no one will be negligent, can't, and dare not, and since Gu Lanxi's "bad name" came out, people look at this place even more kind of awe.

It was the end of spring at this moment, all kinds of flowers were in full bloom, and the quiet fragrance could be smelled even standing outside the courtyard.

Bai Mingmo took a deep breath as if enjoying himself, and walked in.

Walking through the corridors and paths familiarly, parting the green willows and red flowers, I finally found the person I wanted to see in the exquisite pavilion.

"You're so leisurely." Bai Mingmo chuckled, watching him gently knock a black chess piece down on the chessboard.

The person sitting in the pavilion raised his head slightly, revealing a graceful and elegant face.

This is a person who can make everyone fall in love with him. Maybe he is not the best-looking one, but he is definitely the most attractive one, with elegant temperament, rugged arrogance, and the occasional flickering look between his brows. Fierce and ruthless, formed such a unique person.

Gu Xichao raised his eyebrows, such a simple action by him actually added a kind of gratuitous charm, he took another white piece, thought for a while, put it down on the corner of the chessboard, and then said: "If you can only stay at In this yard, you will be as leisurely as me."

Bai Mingmo chuckled, "From this point of view, having a famous father is not all a good thing."

Gu Xichao glanced at him, but didn't speak.

"Don't tell me I'm jealous this time?" Bai Mingmo said teasingly.

Gu Xichao's eyes turned cold, and he said in a cold voice: "Master Bai is good everywhere, he looks dignified, like a flower, but it's a pity that this mouth is too annoying, it would be great if it was sealed."

Bai Mingmo raised his hands in a gesture of surrender, "If it's really sealed, I won't be able to find out the news for you, so I'd better keep it."

Gu Xichao snorted coldly and said, "How?"

"What else can I do?" Bai Mingmo shook his head and said, "The envoys from the Jin Dynasty have already entered the capital, and it was Cai Xiangguo who went to greet them in person!"

"Really?!" Gu Xichao replied indifferently, and returned to the chess game at hand.

Bai Mingmo was a little surprised, "Aren't you worried?"

What he said was thoughtless, but Gu Xichao clearly knew what he was referring to.

Holding the hand of the chess piece, he paused slightly, and said in a flat tone: "Father will be fine." As long as he stays in the north and does not return to Beijing!

"You do have confidence in him." Bai Mingmo muttered, and then saw the person opposite him drop his last breath and get up to leave.

He propped his chin and asked lazily, "Where are you going?"

"Today, the fifth day of the lunar new year, is the day to write a letter to my father." The person who left said so.

"Then this chess—" He lowered his eyes to look at the chessboard, "Is it not going to be played?"

The cyan figure melted into the thick green, leaving only a faint sentence, "The black chess is dead, there is no need for it."

"Is it a dead game?" The corners of his thin lips curled up, he took out a black stone, and slowly placed it in a corner, the black stone that was dead just now regained a bit of life in an instant.

He sighed softly: "Gu Lanxi, I will play this game of chess with you. Whether we win or lose depends on our methods!"