Chapter 75 Chapter 76 Conversation and Wishes

On the second day, when the sun was shining, the Liao army played drums ten miles away from the Dayan military camp. Murong Haoxuan personally put on the battle. His horse was a blood-blooded BMW. It is said that this kind of horse is very rare. There is only one in a wild horse. It is the king of the wild horse group. This horse was still an envoy to the west at the beginning. What the domain brought back to him really took him a little time to tame him, but after taming him, he only listened to his orders.

I saw him wearing bright yellow armor hanging on his body, with a red cloak flying behind him, and his whole body looked heroic in the autumn sun. His eyebrows were sparse, and he stood in front of the army and looked outstanding.

Murong Haoyu led a general to row with swallow wings beside him. Everyone has their own costumes and their own horses, but these men have one thing in common, that is, the same fortitude and the same speed. They stood there like a bloodthirsty Shura, ready to fight for their own country, even if the blood stained the country, even the horse leather shroud.

Thirteen Niang rides a jujube-red BMW. Her long black hair combs a ponytail with a silver ribbon, wraps around her forehead with a silver tape, and arranges her scattered hair just right, and even a silver ribbon flies in the wind. Wearing red clothes, she looked more radiant, and her eyes were looking forward to shine, but the red veil covered most of her beautiful appearance. She sat on the jujube-red horse like that and looked more beautiful.

Shangguan Wanqing also came to the front of the two armies. She rode a black tall horse, wearing a water-blue dress, embroidered with blossoming or bone plum blossoms, neckline, and blue silk edges with cloud patterns at the cuffs. Her bright eyes were clear and as bright as stars. The two women Standing shoulder to shoulder, Zi looks more cold like a blooming snow plum, but like the gentle spring breeze in March.

When the people of Liao looked at their team, especially when they saw the two women in the team, they couldn't help laughing: "I heard that you women in the Central Plains can only do some work of needles and threads. They didn't expect that they could ride horses, but we don't know how these two are doing. We are very curious and want to "Teaching and teaching."

Murong Haoxuan subconsciously looked at Shangguan Wanqing and Thirteen Niang, and his eyes were a little complicated. Thirteen Niang already knows what he means. He wanted them to fight, but he was not sure.

Thirteenth Niang urged the horse forward and came to the front of the army. She was dressed in red and became more and more heroic. She pulled out the two daggers in her waist, took them in her hand, and said with a smile, "I am waiting for your advice." She has done what her father did at the beginning, and now she has done it again. Now she has come to realize it for her mother. It's just that they can't see these anymore. Mother, father, no matter what, I will return your innocence and not let the reputation of the second generation of loyal ministers of the Shangguan family be damaged.

Sometimes the wind blew by, blowing her hairband, and her long hair looked a little crazy about Murong Haoxuan.

On the contrary, Murong Haoyu looked at the thirteenth mother worriedly. He admitted that this woman had another charm on the battlefield. This charm fascinated her more and more, but he had never seen her kung fu and didn't know if she could cope with it. He wanted to urge the horse forward, but he saw a guy with both hands hammering the horse forward. He was short, dressed in small clothes, and he was still wearing a tiger skin. That should symbolize his identity, right? He hugged the thirteen women and said in a rude voice, "Let me teach you. It is said that this woman in the south can only serve her husband and can't help fighting. Little lady, I think you'd better go back quickly and embroider your flowers. Is this the place where your Central Plains women came at that time?!"

Thirteen Niang looked at him with a smile, and the cold light in her eyes had been replaced by a gentle smile. The big man looked at her and was a little crazy. Strange people say that this woman in the south is the most beautiful, and the most tactful. It looks really good today. He looked at Thirteen Niang with some obsceneness.

When Thirteen Niang saw his expression, she was furious, but her face had never been shown. It was still that kind of sweet smile, which could be sweet to human bones. She suddenly took action, and two daggers attacked the big man up and down. Thirteen Niang's dagger was only one foot and three inches. On this battlefield, this short weapon was not popular, but she was better than her flexibility. The big man can only use some brute force. When she cleverly avoids his brute force, he will not be afraid.

She abandoned the horse, performed light work, and flashed around, trying to play with the big man like a monkey. People next to her can see that this woman did not use all her efforts. She just delayed it with light work. When the big man is exhausted, I'm afraid this person will die.

She rose into the air, and someone in the Liao army shouted, "Be careful!" The voice fell, and the big man had fallen in front of the two armies. Thirteen Niang wiped the dagger on his body, got on the horse again, looked at the handsome flag of the Liaoning army and said, "This is a warning to you, don't underestimate us women. If anyone is making rude remarks, don't blame me for turning over ruthlessly. Speaking here, her eyes are cold.

Murong Haoyu looked at the woman in surprise, and his whole body fell into a blank again. How many more things does she have that he doesn't know? One by one, one by one, has made him a little overwhelmed.

He couldn't help thinking too much. The commander of the Liaoning army came over under his own command. His horse was as white as snow, a little dazzling in the sun, and the people immediately were even more heroic. He has a pair of narrow phoenix eyes, his eyes shoot cold stars, his eyebrows are like paint, his chest is wide, his body is awe-in, and he has the power of being invincible. The thirteenth mother didn't look at him, but the horse he sat on. She liked it and liked it very much.

The man who came looked at Thirteen's eyes and stared straight at his horse, and couldn't help but feel a little angry. Can't he stand here as a big living man as a horse? Although he was angry, he still said gently, "Do you dare to ask the girl's life?"

Thirteen Niang smiled and said, "The cheap name is not enough." She still stared at the horse, looking at its big watery eyes and looking at herself. She mischievously made all kinds of expressions with it, which made the people opposite couldn't help laughing. Although she was angry, she couldn't get angry.

The visitor still sits calmly on the horse, giving people a very peaceful feeling. He said again, and his voice was very pleasant: "Girl, you'd better leave your name. I have rules and never beat nameless people."

"What's your name?" She finally straightened up and looked at him with a straight look.

"I'm here, Boyan, the commander-in-chief of this army. Can you tell me the girl's name?

"Yan Thirteen. You can call me Yaner or Thirteen Niang. Uncle, if I win this game today, can you give me your mount? She looked at him seriously and really fell in love with the horse.

"Well, if the girl has the ability to win me, she will naturally give this beast's hands. Moreover, our Liao will never disturb Dayan's border again within a year. What if the girl loses?"

"I'm just an actor. I can't make the decision. If the general wins me, I'll be at your disposal. Otherwise, I can't be the master." She smiled and her eyebrows were bent, like the crescent moon in the sky.

"Okay, let's begin!" After saying that, Bo Yan pulled out the long sword from her waist and pointed to the thirteen women. Thirteen Niang also became serious and picked up the dagger. Both of them abandoned their horses and exerted their own efforts. No one wanted to have any reservations. At first, the martial arts skills of the two were not comparable, but as time went by, Thirteen Niang gradually became a little weak. She became a monk halfway. It was not easy to practice martial arts for her for five years, but for Bo Yan, it was more than enough to practice martial arts almost since she was a child.

Suddenly, with an "ah~~", Thirteen Niang knelt down with one leg, covered her left shoulder with her hand hard, and looked up at Bo Yan. He smiled gently. Thirteen Niang didn't expect that there would be such a gentle man in this place in the north. She said softly, "I lost. It's up to you."

Bo Yan just smiled and said, "You go. Although I let you go back, I know it's to make an enemy for me, but I haven't killed a woman in my life. I don't want you to be the first person, so you'd better go back. If you don't accept it, we can fight again.

Thirteen Niang looked at him and smiled weakly: "Now that you are stagnant, I have to practice for at least ten years to catch up with you. Do you think I will fight with you again? However, if you are killed by someone else in the future, I don't mind taking back this horse. She looked at the snow-white horse gently, and there was still infinite love in her eyes.

She retreated to her team. At the same time, the commanders of both sides sent a signal that the people and horses of both sides began to move forward, and the two armies were glued together.