Song Wuqi frowned and squinted his eyes.
This is already the center of the thirty-mile Broken Soul Valley.
After walking another ten miles, you will be out of the Soul-Dead Valley.
At this moment, it seemed as if dark clouds were pressing down on the area ten miles away.
There was a strong wind in Broken Soul Valley, and there were three thousand cavalry, their horses stepping on the dust and sand, rushing towards them.
The scar-faced man Qi Heng took the lead.
"Draw the knife!" Qi Heng shouted.
Three thousand swords were all unsheathed.
Qi Heng squinted his eyes and looked forward, saying loudly: "Wuling Cavalry, come and pick them up!"
Song Wuqi frowned quietly.
In the Luo Dynasty, no matter whether they were emperors, generals, or traders and pawns, some people may not have heard of the Song family in the capital, but everyone knew about the Wuling Iron Cavalry.
Even the children who are new to school know the majesty of the Wuling Cavalry.
In the past hundred years, it can be called the strongest cavalry army in the Luo Dynasty.
none of them.
Song Wuqi's cultivation level is indeed high, but if he really fights against these three thousand cavalry, although he will not lose, he will inevitably be in trouble.
If it were any other cavalry, Song Wuqi wouldn't even take a serious look at them.
But the Wuling Iron Cavalry is different. These three thousand people dare to die if they dare to come.
The first iron rule of Wuling Iron Cavalry is that if anyone is afraid of fighting and flees first, or if he is afraid of fighting and is timid before fighting, he will be executed immediately.
So all this time, the Wuling Cavalry only knew how to fight to the death.
There is such a saying among the cavalry, which is said to have come from Luo Yi.
"Among my Wuling cavalry, there are only generals who died on the battlefield, and there are no soldiers who died in bed."
Although Luo Yi was a little young at that time, and his words were high-spirited and unruly, but this sentence has been passed down.
Song Wuqi was indeed able to kill these three thousand people, but during this period, it was enough for Su Wei to escape with Luo Yi.
The sound of horses' hooves sounded like thunder. Song Que stood on the spot and looked at the leading horse.
Three thousand people were very close to here, and Qi Heng had already seen Song Que.
Qi Heng was no stranger to Song Que. After all, he had spent a year in the Wuling Cavalry.
But today, anyone who dares to block the road, no matter who it is.
Everyone should retreat.
Song Que thought for a while, but finally did not take action.
This night has been too long, it's time to end.
As for whether his father would remove him as the head of the family afterwards, Song Que didn't think it mattered.
Anyway, he was pushed to this position.
Compared with the position of the head of the family, Song Que felt that it would be better to stay in the Wuling Cavalry for a few more years, which would be more comfortable.
Qi Heng was relieved when he saw Song Que giving way.
As he rode by, he nodded to Song Que.
Three thousand people had already rushed in front of Song Wuqi in the blink of an eye.
Qi Henggao sat on the horseback. When he saw Luo Yi, who was lying on the ground covered in blood with only one arm left, the hand holding the reins of this iron-blooded man who had spent his life as a soldier trembled.
Qi Heng turned his attention to Song Wuqi again. This man was Song Que's father, so Qi Heng naturally recognized him.
But even Song Que's father can't even think of taking Luo Yi away today!
Qi Heng said in a deep voice: "Mr. Song, are you not going to give way?"
Song Wuqi pondered for a moment, and finally slowly stopped.
"Since the Wuling Cavalry have arrived in person, this road will be yours to take."
Song Wuqi shook his sleeves, "It's just that this place is still thousands of miles away from the imperial capital, so you... take care of yourself."
After saying this, Song Wuqi took one step forward and passed by everyone, arriving next to Song Que.
In the next moment, the two figures disappeared from the same place.
Qi Heng breathed a sigh of relief, not because he was afraid, but if there really was a fight today, how many of these three thousand people would be left in the end?
These are all veterans who have retired from the army, and most of them have families.
If they all died here...
well.
After Song Wuqi left, the raging tornado slowly dissipated.
Qi Heng got off his horse, and the three thousand people behind him also got off their horses at the same time.
Qi Heng walked quickly to Luo Yi. He was about to kneel down on one knee. Luo Yi, who had fallen into a coma before, suddenly moved his fingers. His eyelids opened slightly, he raised his arms and waved his hands with great effort... …
"I remember, I told you to meet me..."
"No need to...kneel down..."
Qi Heng's eyes suddenly turned red for some reason.
He hammered his chest twice and shouted: "Qi Heng is leading three thousand Wuling veterans to pick him up!"
Then, the old soldiers announced their names one after another and knelt down on one knee.
Finally, they all said in unison: "Welcome your highness home!"
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Luochao border.
This night seemed extremely long.
But no matter how long the night is, there will always be a moment of dawn.
At this time, there was already a hint of fish belly white on the horizon.
A carriage slowly drove into the border, and after a moment, the carriage slowly stopped.
"Young man, we have reached the border. We dare not go any further."
The old coachman stopped the carriage and said to the people in the carriage.
The curtain of the carriage was opened by a slender hand, and sitting in the carriage was a young scribe with a pale complexion.
This person is none other than Wen Moxuan.
Wen Moxuan turned his head and looked, then nodded.
He took out a money bag from his sleeve and handed it to the coachman.
"Thank you for your hard work, old man."
The old coachman took the money bag and scratched his head, "I said, why are you, a little kid, doing this in such a deserted place? You have no village in front of you and no shop behind you. It's scary just to look at you."
Wen Moxuan smiled and said, "I'll wait for someone."
"Waiting for someone?" The old coachman was a little surprised.
He looked around and asked, "Is there anyone living in this place?"
Wen Moxuan said patiently: "He doesn't live here, but he should be here soon."
The old coachman looked strange. He stretched out his calloused hands and scratched his head again.
Wen Moxuan smiled and said: "I can go back now, I can just wait by myself."
The old coachman was about to get out of the car, then thought about it and shook his head.
"No, this place is not safe, there are many people and many companions."
"I'll wait until someone comes to pick you up before I leave."
Wen Moxuan thought about it and didn't refuse.
About an hour later, it was already dark, but still no one came.
The old coachman was about to speak when he saw a figure in the distance.
He rubbed his eyes. It didn't matter. When he opened his eyes again, the man was already in front of him!
The old coachman was so frightened that he almost fell off the carriage.
The person who came was also a young man. He stretched out his hand to support the old coachman and said with a smile: "Old sir, are you okay?"
The old coachman was stammering and couldn't speak. At this moment, Wen Moxuan in the carriage suddenly said: "Old man, you can go back."
The old coachman got out of the car shakily. He swallowed and did not dare to take another look at the young man who suddenly appeared. The old coachman walked slowly for a few steps. After walking a short distance, he walked away. run.
While running, he shouted, "Mom, I've seen a ghost!"
The young man standing next to the carriage looked at the old coachman's back and joked with a smile: "I am old, but I don't think my legs and feet are still quite nimble."
Wen Moxuan opened the curtain and looked at the young man with a helpless tone: "The famous young master of the Huo family, is it interesting to scare an old coachman?"
The young man smiled.
"My pleasure."
