The celebration of the founding of East Vietnam is getting closer and closer, and every household in Qiantang City has pasted red couplets and hung lanterns.
There were loud drums and music in the streets, and people could be seen setting off fireworks and firecrackers everywhere.
The festive atmosphere is getting stronger day by day.
Three fast horses galloped along the riverside, and in an instant they were in front of Prince Hui's mansion.
The first person has thick black eyebrows and a square face.
There are two axes hanging upside down on his back. When the cloak is raised, the muscles of the arms holding the bridle can be seen, full of strength.
The person on the left has thick eyebrows and big eyes, tall and strong, with a long sword and a huge shield hanging on the saddle.
The person on the right is a young man with a long-handled scimitar hanging from his waist.
The guards outside the mansion seemed to know who the visitor was. When the three of them turned over and dismounted, someone had already held the reins for them.
These three people are Fan Zhan, Luo Yihu and Luo Chong.
Their team was ready for training, and when they were about to leave the mountain fortress outside Yuezhou City, they received a letter from Wang Qian's flying pigeon and hurried here.
In the attic near the river in the palace, when Fan Zhan and the other three walked up, Wang Qi'an and Ji Wurui were already boiling water and making tea waiting for them.
The three of them bowed and sat down. Ji Wurui took a spoon and divided the cups, making tea for everyone and said:
"General Fan, you guys have been traveling all night. The wind and dust are still lingering. Let's moisturize our throats and quench our thirst first."
Wang Qian examined Luo Yihu and Luo Chong carefully and said in surprise:
"Looking at the big difference in your demeanor and demeanor, it must be that your martial arts have improved greatly."
Luo Chong rushed over and smiled bitterly:
"Young Commander, I don't know, but I am forced to practice for two hours every day by Brother Yihu, and I have to accompany him to fight against him.
But strangely, I have recently discovered that the less sleep I have, the better I feel. "
Luo Yihu said respectfully:
"Thanks to the guidance of Young Marshal and General Fan, my subordinates can get twice the result with half the effort."
Fan Zhan rolled up Luo Yihu's sleeves and said with a smile:
"Since Yihu's shield was shattered by the young marshal last time, he has changed to a larger iron shield. If you look at the muscles of these arms, you can tell that he has put in a lot of effort."
Wang Qi'an admired and praised:
"Both of you have good qualifications, and if you are willing to practice diligently, your martial arts will naturally improve by leaps and bounds."
Luo Chong suddenly looked excited and said:
"I heard that the Young Marshal cut off the head of the demon monk Brahma Fatian of the Supreme Temple who was rampant in Youji. As we walked from Yuezhou, people were discussing this matter vividly along the way, which made all the brothers feel that their faces were very bright. "
He paused and said:
"What's funny is that some people say that the young commander is the Erlang God with three eyes, while others say that he is the Tathagata Buddha with three heads and six arms."
Luo Yihu answered:
"That's right, but the storyteller at the inn is more reliable. He said that the Young Marshal is an envoy sent by Sakyamuni Buddha to eliminate demons and protect Buddhism."
Wang Qitian couldn't help but burst out laughing.
After everyone joked for a while, Fan Zhan turned to the topic and reported to Wang Qianhui seriously:
"Young Marshal, the three hundred brothers who came with us have been stationed in a hidden place outside the city, just waiting for your order."
Wang Qian said:
"Thank you for your hard work, General Fan. I have already ordered a batch of combat equipment to be prepared. You will go take stock of it later. If there is still something missing, have someone purchase it in the city as soon as possible while there is still time."
Luo Chongda likes to shout.
Luo Yihu said happily:
"Great. This way our combat effectiveness can be greatly improved."
Fan Zhan also said:
“Young Marshal is thoughtful, the team does still lack a large amount of equipment and weapons.
Although we went through a lot of troubles in Yuezhou, the emperor paid off. Now there are twenty hand-held crossbows in the team, as well as thirty pairs of crude iron armors. Although they are not as good as those made by Shenbing Guruo, their performance has been improved. Much more than ordinary armor. "
Wang Qian was overjoyed and said:
"With the addition of what I collected this time, I can form a small flying crossbow battalion and armored army."
Ji Wurui was naturally not very interested in discussing marching and fighting.
He took over the topic and said:
"By the way, Brother Fan comes from the Valley of Divine Weapons. Does he know all kinds of strange weapons and weapons?"
He told about the attack he and Wang Qi'an had received in Hengxiang a few days ago.
After hearing this, Fan Zhan frowned and said:
"It has a stick handle, a whip body, a gun head, and a famous pole gun. It is said that the design inspiration came from the horse pole of the nomadic tribe.
Together with the retractable judge's pen and the dragon's head crutch that hides a hidden weapon, these three weapons are all from the "Ghost Casting Villa" which is as famous as the "God Weapon Valley". "
Wang Qi'an looked shocked and said:
"It turns out they are, so to speak, here to avenge Mo Han who was killed by me on Dongting Island!"
Unexpectedly, Fan Zhan shook his head repeatedly and said:
"Although the weapons are said to be made by 'Ghost-casting Villa', they are not disciples of 'Ghost-casting Villa'."
Ji Wurui said curiously:
"Then who are they?"
Fan Zhan said slowly:
“Although Shenbing Valley and Guizhu Villa are on good terms on the surface, they have been secretly at odds with each other for many years.
Both sides will do everything possible to find out about each other's latest weapons and weapons, and who has fallen into their hands. "
He calmed down his thoughts and continued:
"The person who uses the pole gun is called Xing Mochou, and people in the world call him 'Flying Snake'.
The judge's pen name was Xing Mochou, and he and Xing Mochou were half-brothers. It was said that this man was very handsome, so he was nicknamed "Jade Faced Judge".
The one using the dragon's head is the 'red-haired dragon king' Bihailan.
These three people are all the top masters in Baibingshan City.
But...the person who wields the sword has no clue. "
Luo Chong said strangely:
"Hundred Soldiers Mountain City? The name is so strange. Is it a castle with only a hundred soldiers garrisoned?"
Fan Zhan smiled and said:
“This weapon is not that weapon, this weapon refers to a weapon.
The lord of Baibing Mountain City is Xiao Baibing, who is known as "Hundred Soldiers Are Known".
It is said that this man has huge hands but is extremely dexterous and is good at any weapon. His disciples are all given different weapon moves based on each person's characteristics. "
Wang Qian was puzzled and said:
"We don't even know where Baibingshan City is, and we haven't offended any of its disciples. Why did they attack me?"
Ji Wurui guessed:
"Could it be that Guizhu Villa entrusted them to take action?"
Fan Zhan said: "As far as we know, Guizhu Villa is the descendant of the Mohist disciples during the Spring and Autumn Period and the Warring States Period. It has been passed down to this day. Although many of the ancestral precepts have been forgotten, there is one that is still adhered to today, and that is to do everything personally.
So even if they want to take revenge, they will definitely not use their people as pretense. "
At this time, a servant came to report, and Fan Liu asked to see him.
Wang Qi'an then asked Ji Wurui to take Fan Zhan and others to inventory the equipment.
"Du Qianqiu should have left the city. I asked the patrol battalion to help search everywhere, but found nothing."
Fan Liu was still wearing his armor, and it seemed that he had taken time out from duty to come here.
Wang Qian felt a sense of disappointment.
Fan Liu then said in confusion:
"Since the Grand Tutor suspected that the Third Prince had an agenda, why didn't he tell His Majesty?"
Wang Qian shook his head and said:
"Firstly, I don't have any solid evidence. Secondly, I am nominally assisting King Hui. Now that King Ping has been banned by King Qi, if I tell him that King Jun is going to rebel, what do you think His Majesty will think?"
Fan Liu asked anxiously: "But what if something happens?"
Wang Qian said calmly:
"Commander Fan, don't worry. The soldiers will stop us and the water will cover us."
