Chapter 9 Guests from the North

Author: My spear is still here

Chapter 9 Guests from the North

A long group of men and horses, holding earth-brown flags, walked on a warm field covered with grass and shrubs.

The avenue is paved with gravel, and the flat land on both sides extends to the foot of the towering mountains in the distance, forming a bright staircase of warm, dark and dark green colors.

It is rare to see a cavalry team of nearly a hundred people. The leading soldier is not very tall. He wears a black and brown animal skin cloak on his shoulders and has a wolf head and shoulder shield on his shoulders. The smooth animal hair is swaying like waves in the wind. Their

Many of the cavalrymen carried short bows and spears, making them look like angry roosters from a distance.

Such cavalry attire is rare, but everyone in the Zhao Kingdom knows that it is the Howling Wolf Cavalry, the most powerful frontier army in the Zhao Kingdom.

It is a household name in the Zhao Kingdom. Howling Wolf City is located in the most desolate northwest border of the Zhao Kingdom. It is the territory of Li Shigong. It is responsible for guarding against the Loufan, Baidi, Xiong and other nomadic peoples in the northwest all year round and fighting against them.

Years of training in war have made the cavalry of Wolf City experienced in hundreds of battles. They have superb horse skills and are good at riding and shooting. They are one of the most elite troops in the Zhao Kingdom, and they have gradually been given a unique name by people.

Rumor has it that they also have a special ritual. Every batch of soldiers who enter Wolf City must go out to hunt wild wolves and drink wolf blood. Many people will die in the process, and the weak cannot stay in Wolf City.

After the leading ten howling cavalry, there is a group of ordinary cavalry wearing leather armor, and behind them are two covered carriages. In the front is a nobleman wearing rich clothes and riding a horse with a sword, followed by five carriages.

The ox cart loaded with luggage was followed by a horse team of forty people, and the scene was not small at all.

The large group of people walked slowly through the wasteland. After a green space appeared in the distance, the noble man in rich clothes in the middle waved to the riders following him. The two riders accepted the order and galloped towards the front and back of the group. The group stopped.

The man in rich clothes led two riders forward and stopped under an old peach tree on the right side of the road at the front of the team. There were not many fruits left on the tree. The branches and leaves rustled in the wind, and many birds were still there.

Chirping and pecking at the remnants.

In front of the old tree, there is a lush green area as far as the eye can see, and behind the old tree, it is desolate until the end of the mountains in the distance, as if there are two worlds.

The young man in colorful clothes stood under the tree and looked at the lush greenery in the south: "Heyang is indeed a good place."

He is Wu Yuanheng, the eldest son of Shili Gong Wu Mi.

After a while, the sound of horse hooves came from behind. A young man wearing light leather armor rode over with a jade-encrusted sword on his waist. He was so heroic that it was not until she opened her mouth that she could tell that it was a girl's voice: "Father,

Why stop here."

"Your sixth uncle is old, let's rest here for a while." Wu Yuanheng explained to his daughter.

He pointed to the big tree on the roadside: "This old tree is almost fifty years old. Ordinary peach trees can't live that long. After here, we reach the boundary of Heyang."

There were three Wu family members accompanying him this time, himself, his sixth uncle Wu Jian, and his daughter Wu Ying. The daughter, who had been practicing martial arts since she was a child, was very interested and excited along the way, but she didn't know the real purpose of bringing her here.

Wu Ying's eyes lit up when she looked at the green mountains and green waters in the south, and she couldn't help but sigh: "Heyang is so beautiful."

"General Wang Lie, the Marquis of Duyang in Heyang Ridge, is the hero who defeated Lou Fanren. Grandpa said that he is the best leader in fighting in the entire Zhao Kingdom. Can I ask him for advice when I get there?"

Wu Ying chattered for a long time, and then suddenly frowned: "But I heard that his son is a dandy and has disgraced General Wang's family name."

"That is their own family matter. You must not say that when you arrive in Heyang." Wu Yuanheng reminded his daughter: "I have also heard about this matter. It is a pity that the family is unfortunate. It is human to respect General Wang and feel aggrieved for him."

Common sense.

But you are an outsider, and you are a close relative in the world, so don’t say similar words or do anything outrageous in front of Marquis Duyang."

Wu Ying nodded in agreement, turned around and muttered in a low voice: "Then it wouldn't be out of line for me to teach that loser a lesson, right?"

After resting for a while, the long team continued to move slowly, entering a green world from a brown wasteland.

Along the way, they soon met the sentries led by Heyang. The sentries nervously verified their identities to them. Wu Yuanheng responded politely one by one. The sentries gave way respectfully and hurriedly sent troops to report back.

After they passed through two small villages on the roadside, they saw more than ten cavalry figures in the distance in front of the avenue. The elite Howler Cavalry was about to step forward to stop them from approaching when they were stopped by Wu Yuanheng from behind, "They are holding flags.

It’s Du Yanghou’s team.”

As the people and horses approached, their faces gradually became clearer. Sure enough, it was Marquis Duyang who led his people to greet them.

In addition to Duyang Hou, the person next to him should be his son, and there are seven or eight elite cavalry wearing rhinoceros armor.

"Young Master has come a long way, and I am not welcome at a distance. Please forgive me." Wang Lie, the Marquis of Duyang, came up on his horse and handed over his hands. He said a few polite words, which were incompatible with the rumors about him.

"No, no, Marquis Du Yang is so polite." Wu Yuanheng handed over his hand, and at the same time noticed the tall young man who was a horse's head behind him.

"This is the dog Wang Jian, please meet the young master soon."

"The last life Wang Jian, I have met the young master." The young man also handed over his hand and said politely.

"You are young, but you have an otherworldly temperament. You must be a young hero." He subconsciously replied casually. For a person like him who has spent many years wandering among the nobles and nobles of aristocratic families, he is ready to say anything.

Don’t ask for sincerity, just ask for no mistakes.

"Young master, you've received the award."

However, the reaction of the young man across from him also surprised him a little. He just replied casually, and seemed to be nothing special. He had seen many young people, and most of them blushed and hesitated under his routine praise.

I either start to brag and talk to myself, hoping to strike up a conversation with myself, or I want to have a lofty talk with my close friend like a spring breeze, which is rare in front of me.

Have you seen through his perfunctory behavior? How could it be possible when there is only a boy of 16 or 17 in front of you? Or he is completely a playboy, but he also understands etiquette.

However, Wu Yuanheng didn't think much about it, and quickly put the matter behind him, and led Marquis Duyang to pay a visit to his sixth uncle.

Then a group of people led the team to Linyin Castle under the leadership of Duyang Hou.

They exchanged greetings with each other along the way and exchanged some polite words.

But his daughter Wu Ying's attention over there was entirely on Marquis Duyang and his son.

Marquis Duyang was a little surprised as to why he brought his daughter here, but he didn't ask any more questions and didn't explain too much.

Wang Jian followed behind his father, holding the horse rein in his hand. He could feel the malicious gaze behind him along the way. His consciousness had already clearly noticed who the owner was. Mr. Wu had just introduced him, and it was his.

daughter.

But this made Wang Jian feel that the situation was getting complicated.

Nowadays, the status of women is not very low. One is because most of the talented warlocks are women, which gives women a higher status in war and a higher social status; the other is that here

There is no Wu Zetian.

Therefore, it is generally recognized by the world that inheritance is still carried out by the eldest son. However, when the eldest son is absent and the line of succession moves later, a woman also has the same inheritance rights as her uncles in addition to her brothers.

For example, Qi, Lu, Wei, etc. all had queens, and the regency of queen mothers in other countries also happened very often.

At this time, Wu Yuanheng brought his daughter to Ma Lingzhi, and Wang Jian became suspicious of his motives.

It's better not to be what he guessed, Wang Jian thought, the current situation is dangerous enough.
Chapter completed!