"Hahaha, Brother Zhao, you're so polite!" Zeng Xianming patted the middle-aged scribe's shoulder familiarly, not noticing Zhao Zhen's disgust at his rude behavior hidden between his brows. ! You and I, brothers, go to the Military and Horse Department first, take Bai Ze into custody, and then have a drink!"
After that, he took Zhao Zhen's hand and walked to the lake shore.
According to the county and city laws, no one is allowed to wield a sword or fly with air in the city.
As the saying goes, "Rites are not as good as those of common people, and punishments are not as good as those of great officials." But after all, it is expressly stipulated by the county and the city, and sometimes these promises of face must still be given.
Zeng Xianming, the commander-in-chief of the Military and Horse Division, planned to gallop with the middle-aged scribe, straight to the headquarters of the Military and Horse Division, riding the wind all the way, which was very satisfying.
But Zhao Zhen had other plans in mind.
Deng Yinhe and Zeng Xianming were both incompetent. They couldn't even capture a small monk of the Third Realm. Now that he had taken action, this old turtle grandson wanted to jump out and take the credit. How could Zhao Zhen let nature go and kill Zeng Xianming? wish?
As soon as the two landed ashore, Zhao Zhen broke free from Zeng Xianming's hand and said, "Commander, wait a moment."
"Oh?" Zeng Xianming turned around, stared at Zhao Zhen with dark eyes, and said word by word, as if as a warning, "Mr. Zhao, if you have anything to say, it would be better to wait until we get to the Military and Horse Division, and then talk to the general in detail."
This is already a threatening tone.
But Zhao Zhen traveled around the world in his early years and was quite ruthless. He was not an ordinary person. How could he take Zeng Xianming's threat seriously?
"As a retainer of Prince Liang's Mansion, I naturally have nothing to do with the Army and Horses Division." Zhao Zhen smiled and hid his knife. "When you speak, Lord Commander-in-Chief, could it be that you think of me as a handyman of the Army and Horses Division? Today I was ordered to capture the Prince's assassin. What I inherited is The order of the Crown Prince. So I feel that now that the assassin has been captured, I should go to Prince Liang’s Mansion instead of the Army and Horses Division. What do you think, Lord Commander?"
Zhao Zhen grinned, looked ferocious, stared at Zhao Zhen, and said: "Sir, what you said is interesting. I would like to ask you, although Prince Liang is a prince, he is still a subject of the Zhou Dynasty. I, the Military and Horse Division, are responsible for the safety of the county and city. Now that something happens in Prince Liang's Mansion, can I, the Military and Horse Division, take care of it or can't I?"
"Isn't it inappropriate for General Bing to judge the status of the palace by its subjects?" Zhao Zhen said with a strange tone, "If the palace is for the subjects, then in the eyes of the chief soldier, who is the current king?"
"You!" Zeng Xianming was furious, "If you don't eat the toast, you will be fined with alcohol!"
If the two of them disagree, they will take action.
But at this moment, the sound of horse hooves came very fast and loudly, and there were at least hundreds of people riding on it. The two of them looked at each other and guessed that the people coming were probably the prefect Li Wenzhi and the soldiers from the county. They both had a tacit understanding and did not start a fight directly.
The cavalry quickly approached.
Zeng Xianming suddenly frowned when he heard the sound of horse hooves.
There was a particularly heavy sound in the sound of horse hooves. Zeng Xianming had doubts in his mind. The Great Zhou Iron Cavalry was famous in the north and had a superb breed of horses. Among the seven major kingdoms, only the Weiguo War Horse could compete with the Great Zhou Iron Cavalry. In the eyes of the Great Zhou Iron Cavalry, all the cavalrymen from other countries were just a mob.
The eighteen counties in the western border were the cradle of the Great Zhou cavalry.
Even if the horses in the Western Territory are wearing heavy armor, their charging speed is only faster than that of the countries in the Southern Territory.
But the sound of horse hooves was obviously not from the Western Horse breed. Its heavy meaning is very likely to be at least one horse head taller than the war horse of the Western Region.
"I have never heard of such a magnificent horse in the prefecture." Zeng Xianming thought, "Could it be that it's not the county soldiers? No, there are hundreds of cavalry coming. Apart from the county soldiers, there should be no other people in the city."
Zeng Xianming couldn't help but feel a little uneasy in his heart.
Both of them looked at the direction where the sound of horse hooves came from with solemn expressions. Finally, at the end of the stone path, someone appeared.
That is a very tall horse.
To be precise, it was not a horse, but a strange beast similar in shape to a horse. The alien beast is covered with scales, and there are two extremely long dragon whiskers on both sides of its nose. It is tall and tall. There is a person sitting on its back. It is burly and wearing short clothes. Under the wild lion-like hair, there is a rather rough face. There is a hideous scar on his face, from his eyebrow bone to his chin, and there is a huge broad knife on his back.
"Dragon scale horse?!" Zeng Xianming took a breath, seeing the burly man and the prefect Li Wenzhi running neck and neck, but Li Wenzhi, with his man and horse, had just reached the dragon scale horse's back. Compared with the two, he was like a giant. dwarf.
"Zeng Xianming, the commander-in-chief of Longhai County, pays homage to General Zhenxi's Mansion and congratulates the general with a wild sword!" As soon as Zeng Xianming saw the dragon-scaled horse, he immediately knelt down and performed a military salute, his face as pale as earth.
Dragon Scale Horse, among the eighteen counties in the Western Region, only General Zhenxi's Mansion has it. Maybe others don’t know what the words Zhenxi General’s Mansion mean, but Zeng Xianming was as afraid of it as a poisonous snake!
General Zhenxi Gucheng is a famous general personally appointed by the King of Zhou Dynasty. He is responsible for the eighteen counties of the Western Region and is in charge of all military affairs of the Western Region. He is the veritable leader of the entire Western Region! Not to mention Li Wenzhi, the governor of Longhai County, even Prince Liang, who was the uncle of the Zhou Dynasty, had to humble himself in front of this ruthless man.
Rumor has it that General Zhenxi's isolated city was a sharp sword arranged by the King of Zhou in the Western Region. The reasons are that, first, the Western Territory is the cradle of the Great Zhou Iron Cavalry and needs an iron-blooded general to take charge; secondly, the clan power in the Western Territory is complicated and the families are intertwined. There are more than a hundred families who are just blood relatives of the royal family.
If King Zhou wants to stabilize the situation in the Western Territory, he must not only send an iron-blooded general to clean up the violent folk customs in the Western Territory, but also have this person be perverse enough to be able to firmly grasp the most important military and political matters in the Western Territory among the intricate clan forces. .
Zhenxi General Gucheng is the best candidate for King Zhou.
This man is so ruthless and perverse that no official in the western counties, no matter whether they are civil or military, would not change their color upon hearing his name!
Zeng Xianming knelt on the ground and felt that his knees were shaking.
The visitor is not from an isolated city.
Instead, General Zhenxi sat down one of the two powerful generals, Crazy Sword He Liang.
But Zeng Xianming was kneeling on the ground, feeling as if he was facing a ferocious tiger. And he was just a hare to be slaughtered.
Crazy Sword He Liang sat arrogantly on the dragon-scaled horse, carrying the Crazy Sword on his back to relieve his sorrow. His cold eyes, hidden by his thick eyebrows, were as sharp as a falcon.
He Liang said nothing, and the strong aura of killing filled his body, which shocked Zeng Xianming and Li Wenzhi to the point where they dared not say a word.
Zhao Zhen, a retainer of Prince Liang's Mansion, felt embarrassed. He felt that he should salute, so he had to clasp his fists and cup his hands and said: "Zhao Zhen, a retainer of Prince Liang's Mansion, has met General He. I have heard about the general's reputation for a long time, and I got to see him today..."
He Liang turned his gaze from Zeng Xianming to Zhao Zhen, with an unclear expression.
Just when Zhao Zhen was mid-sentence, He Liang suddenly interrupted him and said: "A disciple of Prince Liang's Palace? Well, I guess you are claiming that the eldest son of Yunhai Xianmen is an assassin of the Palace?"
Zhao Zhen was stunned for a moment, not knowing what He Liang meant by this sentence, but he still nodded and said: "Reporting to the general, this matter is the responsibility of everyone in the palace, with their own eyes..."
He Liang raised his hand to signal Zhao Zhen to shut up.
The wind blew by the lakeside, and the cold moon in the sky was suddenly covered by dark clouds.
Rich shadows cover the entire Yueming Lake.
And in this gloomy shadow, a knife was drawn out of its sheath!
