Chapter 467: The power of gods and demons!

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After hearing what the Turks had done, not to mention what happened to Fu Junma, the two boys had angry faces and clenched their fists.

Song Shidao continued: "But at that time, when the Turkic army was complacent and wanted to return to Mobei, the cavalry suddenly arrived. They were the Eighteen Cavalry of Yanyun."

The two boys looked in disbelief, and they couldn't help but wonder: Do they dare to face an army of 70,000 with only eighteen people?

As soon as Fang thought about it, Song Shidao said slowly: "Seventy thousand Turkic troops were raided by the Eighteen Cavalry... Those Turks never thought that there were such cavalry in the world. Maybe they knew about the 'Yanyun Eighteen Cavalry' but they would not believe it. Otherwise, how could they believe it?" Will they dare to invade the Central Plains? The two armies faced each other, and the disparity was huge. However, in the first battle, the 70,000 Turkic army was defeated by eighteen horsemen and fled, leaving 40,000 corpses before they left Hanoi. "

Xu Ziling's eyes widened, and Kou Zhong said in disbelief: "How is this possible?"

They were not the only ones who were surprised, Fu Junma was also stunned in disbelief.

Song Shidao laughed and said: "The remaining 30,000 soldiers fled north back to the desert. The Eighteen Cavalry continued to intercept and kill along the way. In just one night, another 10,000 soldiers were killed. The blood spread hundreds of miles away. The Eighteen Cavalry pursued them all the way. We chased and killed them until they penetrated deep into the heart of the Turks, but all the 70,000-strong army died!"

The hall fell into dead silence...

After a while, the two boys couldn't help but shout in unison: "Okay! Good kill!"

But before Song Shidao finished speaking, he suddenly smiled bitterly and said: "Eighteen cavalrymen slaughtered an army of 70,000, but they still didn't stop."

The two children were stunned, Xu Ziling exclaimed: "Do they also want to..."

Song Shidao nodded and said: "They were in the Liao tribe of Turks. Since they attacked the Turks again, they also killed ordinary Turks. Even the old, weak, women and children were not spared. In two days, they killed more than ten people. The tribe massacred nearly 100,000 Turkic people. The battle thirty years ago finally forced all the Turkic tribes to continue migrating north. If the top master of the desert grassland, 'Wuzun' Bixuan, had not led his troops to intercept, I am afraid that The entire Turks will be wiped out because of these eighteen people."

Song Lu continued: "Although the killings have stopped, the Turkic migration has shown its results. Even Bi Xuan was afraid and could not do anything to the Eighteen Cavalry, but because the Eighteen Cavalry withdrew from the desert, Bi Xuan became famous all over the world and was promoted to the third level. Grand Master.”

After finishing speaking, Song Lu read again: "Swift as the wind, plundering like fire, not a blade of grass grows where it passes; with strong bows and scimitar, cold clothes and silver spears, with a small number, they can attack many, and they will be invincible."

Master Song's words are so clear that people cannot help but believe them!

Once you believe it, no matter who you are, your hands and feet will feel cold, as if you are back in the cold winter.

They are gods and demons. The so-called "gods and demons" are exactly the same. Wei Zhenzhen's pretty face turned pale, and the two boys were soaked in cold sweat.

There was silence for a long time. Except for the "initiator" who was still drinking, the others seemed to have lost their souls and even stopped the movements of their hands.

I don't know how long it took, but Fu Junma suddenly asked: "Why hasn't this kind of thing been spread all over the world?"

Song Lu said helplessly: "After being defeated by eighteen people, how could the Turks spread the news? Moreover, the Hanoi County Governor also heard the Sui Emperor's imperial edict and blocked all news."

Kou Zhong asked: "Why doesn't the emperor want to be known?"

Song Lu said calmly: "The 'Eighteen Riders of Yanyun' do not obey the emperor's orders and do not belong to any force. Who will build momentum for them? And the emperor also wants to save face! If it were not helpless, Emperor Wen of the Sui Dynasty and Yang Guang would have How can we allow such a cavalry to exist that can shake the country and the country at any time?"

At this moment, Ran Ran also understood from their words that the reason why the 'Miaoyun' sword was lost thirty years ago was probably because the Eighteenth Cavalry of Yanyun appeared in Hanoi, which attracted people to seize the sword.

If there is no foreign invasion, the Eighteen Riders of Yanyun will always guard the deserted city. Judging from his guess, the one who would seize the sword would not be the sect, not Yang Guang, but only the Buddhist and Taoist sects.

If Mu Qingliu and Xiang Yutian were still there, the sword would not be lost. The Demon Sect would always be in charge of the deserted city, and the only person capable of inheriting the position of city lord was Shi Zhixuan.

In fact, Ran Yi is not in a hurry to retrieve the Miao Yun Knife. As long as the knife is there, it will appear sooner or later.

Sipping the wine in the cup, I suddenly felt interesting.

Kou Zhong's eyes shone brightly and he said: "So, if you have a magic sword, you can conquer the world. Is this not empty talk?"

Song Lu twisted his beard and said with a smile: "It is indeed not empty talk."

Kou Zhong said happily: "Where is the sword at this moment?"

Song Shidao said softly: "Actually, the sword was lost thirty years ago."

Fu Junma frowned slightly and asked: "It is said that the magic sword has been in the deserted city, why was it suddenly lost? Could it be that thirty years ago..."

Song Shidao smiled bitterly and said: "The girl's guess is right. The magic sword can only be owned by the city lord of the deserted city. The first city in the world is guarded by the eighteen knights of Yanyun. Who dares to seize the sword? It is precisely because of the surprise attack of the eighteen knights thirty years ago In Mobei, this attracted someone to seize the sword, so that the deserted city is no longer the deserted city it used to be."

The two boys from the First City Under Heaven naturally knew about it, but they only knew about the prosperity of the deserted city and had no idea where such a powerful place could be!

Fu Junma was still puzzled and asked: "Didn't the Eighteenth Cavalry cause trouble for those who took the sword?"

Song Shidao sighed: "That's because the Eighteen Cavalry of Yanyun only recognize swords, not people. They only recognize the sword as a command. Whoever gets the sword will be the lord of the first city and can also command the Eighteen Cavalry of Yanyun!" "

Kou Zhong asked: "Why is this?"

Song Lu smiled and said: "Just because no one is qualified to be their master, no one can give them orders. Except for the sword, there is only that one!"

Fu Junma asked suspiciously: "Who is that?"

Song Lu suddenly said solemnly: "The true master of the magic sword is Tianjun!"

"Tianjun?"

The three of them were surprised at the same time.

Song Lu thought quietly: "'Regard the earth as a chopping board, laugh at all living beings as fish meat', a person who can truly influence the life and death of all living beings and destroy dynasties. What's funny is that, except for the deserted people, few people in the world believe in this existence. ”

After Song Lu finished speaking, he suddenly caught a glimpse of a silent Ran Ran, twisted his beard and said with a smile: "Brother Ren doesn't seem to be interested in these?"

Everyone's eyes turned to him.

He raised the cup casually, took a sip, and said calmly: "I'm really not interested!"

Song Lu was stunned for a moment, then smiled and said: "Then I will tell Brother Ren another news."

Ranran smiled and said: "I'd like to hear the details!"

Song Ludao: "Today, there are wars everywhere, and all those who are ambitious want to be the common master of the world. Recently, there is talk in the world that the magic sword 'Miao Yun' is in the treasure house of Duke Yang. Not only that, even the Heshi Bi has appeared. Luoyang."

Kou Zhong said loudly: "Then Xiaoling and I are going to try our luck. It's not certain that one of us will get He's Bi, and it's not certain that one of us will get the magic sword!"

Fu Junma's eyes flashed coldly, and she said sternly: "Are you two brats worthy? You'd better not go to Luoyang, otherwise...or I'll break your legs."

Although her words were stern, her words were extremely intimate. Song Shidao still hadn't figured out the relationship between the three of them.

But when he thought of what he said earlier, Song Shidao felt sad again.

The two boys nodded in agreement, but no one could see their intention in their eyes.

Seeing Fu Junma's cold eyes and the two boys shrinking their necks, Xu Ziling quickly changed the subject and asked again: "I just said Tianjun, what kind of person is Tianjun?"

Song Lu glanced at Xuanyuan and saw that he still looked careless. He sighed helplessly in his heart, then took over the words and continued: "That character lived two hundred years ago, and Yanyun's Eighteenth Cavalry was exactly the same. He founded it single-handedly, and he was also the first city lord of Huangcheng. It can be said that the Eighteen Cavalry and the first city are all due to him."

Xu Ziling murmured: "Eighteen Cavalry is already so powerful, wouldn't he be even more powerful?"

Song Lu smiled meaningfully and said: "I can only say... you can't imagine how powerful and terrifying he is!"

Kou Zhong was so excited by these words that he exclaimed: "It's so powerful that you can't imagine how powerful it is."

Song Shidao smiled and said: "There is a storytelling library in Huangcheng, where stories about Tianjun are told every day. If you have time, you two brothers can go there and listen."

Fu Junma said coldly: "Since it's a story, what's so good about it!"

Song Shidao smiled and said: "As long as the girl takes the story seriously, she will be in a state of ecstasy and be stunned. Song often goes to the deserted city and listens to books there."

Xu Ziling frowned, pondered for a moment, and asked, "Are those stories originally true?"

Song Shidao smiled and said nothing, and Song Lu also stopped talking.

The two of them were like this, which made the two boys feel itchy.

Song Lu said to Anyan: "Brother Ren has amazing martial arts skills. How do you view the world?"