Chapter 23: Battle (4)

A night of spring rain carries wind and thunder.

It is still the Shanglin City in the wind and rain, there is still the busy salt gang in the port, there is still the boat swaying in the rain, and there are the lights along the streets of the royal capital that extends to the mouth of the Danube River and the prosperous paintings along the streets.

There are drinkers who sleep day and night, the wine smell that emits heat in the stove, pedestrians who are calm and rush to shelter from the rain along the way, and the Baoluan carriages that are not uncommon in the royal capital, as well as the weapon shops and spiritual medicine shops, which always have a faint auspicious light.

It is still the Yanchun Pavilion. Wang Zheng, the son of the left general Wang Zhao, had a banquet here for three days. During these three days, the Yanchun Pavilion, even the upper nobles of the capital, was not open. Only many qualified and qualified people from the royal capital were invited to attend.

Therefore, the Yanchun Pavilion, which is bright day and night, became the focus of hot discussion among many people in Shanglin for three days because of Wang Zheng’s grand banquet.

Although the spring rain falls like oil but it doesn't cost money, you can still see the Yanchun Pavilion in the Yanchun Pavilion, which is owned by General Wang, reveals its majestic outline on a rainy night. The cars outside the door are like flowing, and there are still people who are parked in the original place, or come out of the hall and board the car and leave. But as soon as the carriage left in the front, the more luxurious one came to fill the gap immediately. Naturally, there were young people in gorgeous clothes or women walking in as others helped and sent them out.

Opposite Yanchun Pavilion is a Shanglin commercial street. There is a small but exquisite tea shop on the street. In the past few days, there will always be a teenager in the tea shop to arrive by the window on time and order a cup of Tanggu, a famous Tanggu tea in Shanglin.

Because I am too used to the appearance of a boy many times and is not conspicuous, it is easy to ignore him.

At this time, the young man had long been used to the shop owner explaining to the newly arrived customers that the fresh tea picking of Tanggu that can only be drunk in this season every year. The spring rain filled the fragrance of tea, and he tasted the fresh tea on the table, but Yang Ze's mood was not so fresh, but on the contrary, it was a little heavy.

And this heavy depression was faintly filled with some excitement and blood rushing. He felt the heart in his chest beating lightly and violently.

This was the seventh day he appeared nearby since the tea party that day. During these seven days, he had basically not received any invitation from Iwakura Pavilion and was hiding in the night, quietly watching the spectacular and huge building in the night.

Sometimes when you are distracted, you will feel that there is a bizarre place, and countless people appear and leave in a furious manner. In that extremely luxurious occasion, you will talk about the insidious and war hidden and tranquil in peace.

During these days, he has been observing the movements of Wang Zheng, the son of the General Wang Zhao.

Yang Ze could not appear in the general's house without any obstacles, so he did not know other people's food, clothing, daily life. However, Yang Ze clearly grasped his daily rules of residence and transportation.

Putting down the tea cup, the banquet in the Yanchun Pavilion, the largest industry in Shanglin, seemed to be coming to an end. We could see men and women walking out one after another and getting on their own carriages. Then various luxury cars outside the Yanchun Pavilion dispersed in all directions. Sometimes it seemed that it could be regarded as a unique scenery of the royal capital.

After the carriages and horses on the outside were almost gone, there were some movements on the other end. There were two beautiful horses on the snow-white horses, carefully carved and handmade and elegant craftsmen. At first glance, they carried the nobles inside slowly.

Because the carriage is filled with talismans, the rollers are rolled on the bluestone road on Shanglin Street, which is not as heavy as imagined. Moreover, it is not difficult to move forward with a BMW, and the carriage is faster than ordinary carriages.

I saw the good horse carriage leaving the Iwakura Pavilion and walked into the night.

Yang Ze threw a silver coin, then got up, wrapped himself in his long gown, and sank into the mist and rain outside the tea shop.

The boss who came to take the money would look at the back of the boy who had been drinking tea for a few days. Thoughtfully, although Tanggou tea picking is a top-notch specialty in Shanglin City, it is expensive because it is small, and a cup of tea costs one silver coin. This is not something that ordinary young men can afford. What's more, the boy was sitting alone by the window, often wandering around and watching.

But the boss who then thought about the behavior of the young man quickly shook his head. Although fresh tea picking is expensive, he is confident that his tea shop is much cheaper than those high-quality tea shops. This boy may love this kind of tea picking that only exists every spring, so he tastes it from his store, which makes the boss feel a little inexplicably vain. As for why he is used to sitting by the window every time, it must be that the young couple who have broken up occasionally miss the old days and think of the past, so he is often a little worried and sad.

In Shanglin City, there are too many young people of this age who are like this.

The white horse as white as snow gallops in the rainy night, and the runes on the carriage are radiating with a faint light as they rush at night. As long as people along the road see it, they are sure that they must be the carriage of noble people. They can ask the rune master to carve talismans on the carriage. If the talisman wants to be used for a long time, it also includes the future maintenance costs of the rune master, which are a large part of the expenses in the later period.

As we walked on the rainy night, there were fewer people on Shanglin Street, a sudden harsh sound was heard, and the blunt and heavy feeling of the fierce friction between the shafts and the bluestone slabs pierced the dripping sound of the rain.

At this moment, as long as the person who saw the carriage could see two white horses standing up with their hind legs and raised their upper bodies and front legs high. It was obviously because of the extremely violent braking of the motorist. Blood marks from the belts could be seen on the body of the good horse.

The two horses' restless limbs fell to the ground and sniffed. The driver was shocked to find that a man in black stood on the bronze tripod sculpture about one and a half tall on Shanglin Street in front of him.

There was a knife behind him, which was slanted across his waist, with the handle and waist vertically.

The man with a knife on his back was wrapped in his black shirt, but the rain was spreading on his body, but there was no trace of being wet. Instead, before he fell on his body, he was evaporated into a storm of smoke. So the man in black stood on the copper tripod, and his whole body seemed to be wrapped in a cloud of mist.

"Who are you? Do you know who you are blocking? How dare you be so arrogant!" There were two men in uniform in front of the car. Both of them were in the fifth grade of Qihai, but they had the richest killing skills. All the guards of the General's Mansion were the source of trusted soldiers who had been through many battles from the front line.

But even so, the other party's formidable courage and courage to stop the car in the dark proved that the visitor was not good and there was also a dangerous aura. The driver subconsciously clamped the sword with his car.

The masked black man spoke slowly, "What a majestic General Daye's mansion, I, Liushuang Country, is because of the many people who are pampered and have lived a favorable life in the east, and countless men are dying on the battlefield. Those people deserve to die, and Daye's general deserve to die!"

Since hearing that the other party was a cultivator from Liushuang Kingdom, the guards on the general's mansion had suddenly become nervous. Although they were shocked by General Qi Leyi's natural danger in the western Gongga Mountains, how could there be cultivators from Liushuang Kingdom crossing the Xiping and mingling into the King of Daye to intercept the carriage in the general's mansion.

But the current situation is no longer time to give them a time to think.

With a loud shout, the guard on the side of the carriage drew his sword and jumped out of the carriage, stepped across the distance from the other party in the wind and rain, and slashed straight towards the other party with a murderous intent.

At the same time, another elite guard on the carriage immediately rode his horse. The carriage rotated from static at a very fast speed, and the horse roared, and ran towards the neighborhood next to him!

The black-clothed practitioner landed on the ground, pulled out the knife behind him, and passed by the backhand and the guards who were welcomed from the front.

He carried a blood line on his shoulder, and the battle-hardened guard covered the blood and squirted and fell to the ground. He fought a slight injury and killed the enemy with a blow, but at the same time, the man in black, who was a little surprised by the combat effectiveness of the General's Mansion, did not stop at all. He swung his body, and the long sword in his hand left his hand, circling through the air, drew an arc like a precise guided missile, and hit the general's mansion running in the distance, carrying the Wang Zheng's car.

The carriage splashed countless debris in an astonishing blow. After the long sword was obviously broken into the carriage, it was destroyed. The four hooves of the two horses were cut off in one go. The carriage with huge kinetic energy also lost its protection of the talisman, returning to its previous bulkiness, and hit the street wall with the carriage structure that was still being destroyed by the long sword.

The carriage was broken in an instant.
Chapter completed!