Anyone who has been to Huangcheng knows that as long as you are in Huangcheng, no matter what you want to buy, you will definitely be able to buy it. No matter what kind of goods you want to buy, you will not be disappointed.
The weapons and armor traded here in one day are enough to assemble an army of 100,000 people; the private salt sold here in one month is enough to supply the South for a year; the wealth amassed here every year is enough to The tax revenue for the entire Sui Dynasty year.
Here are the best war horses, the most powerful weapons, the best gold sales houses, and the most peaceful residences for the people.
The deserted city has always been a place for good people to hide their feet, but it is also a paradise for those who want to lick their blood, and it is also a safe haven for those who have no place to stay to avoid disaster.
Here, you can live the rest of your life in peace, and you can also become famous in one fell swoop.
The reason for this is that Huangcheng has never experienced war or turmoil in more than two hundred years. Even the incident thirty years ago only happened to a few people and never affected Huangcheng.
But tonight, the tranquility of the deserted city for more than two hundred years was suddenly broken.
The Northern Cavalry Alliance, the Pegasus Society, the Zhenjing Society, the Yewo Clan, the Lianghu Clan, and the Han Clan, all of these forces that have been inherited from the Bianhuang Ji to this day, launched an attack at the same time.
They gathered in the Bell Tower Square and then launched attacks on other forces in the East, West and North districts. More than 60,000 people swept away from Dongmen Street, Ximen Street and other branch roads along Beimen Street.
For a moment, the deserted city, which had never moved, suddenly turned into a huge battlefield. The fire ignited the entire deserted city, and the screams resounded throughout the night sky.
South, South Gate Tower.
Song Lu was sitting in the meeting hall of the city tower, holding a letter from home that he had rushed from Lingnan. His face looked extremely shocked. Even when his subordinates reported the sudden change in the deserted city, he seemed to have not heard it and was not aware of it.
On the side, a young lady couldn't help but asked: "Uncle Lu, what's important at home?"
The lady is gentle and gentle, with a stunning appearance. Although her clothes are extremely luxurious, she does not look vulgar at all when it falls on her. Instead, they complement each other and present a graceful and beautiful beauty.
Her appearance is 60% or 70% similar to Song Yuzhi's, making people instantly recognize her as Song Yuhua who was married to Xie Hui's son Xie Wenlong.
Xie Hui, nicknamed "Wulin Judge", was the master of Duzunbao, one of the three major forces in Sichuan. In his early years, Duzunbao allied with the Song clan, and Xie Hui's son Jie Wenlong married Song Que's daughter.
Song Lu seemed to have just been awakened by the sound of words at this moment, and asked Song Yuhua eagerly: "Where is Wenlong?"
Song Yuhua responded with great surprise: "Maybe in a gambling house."
Song Lu immediately stood up and ordered to the door: "Quick, go and bring your uncle back, go quickly!"
Song Yuhua had never seen Uncle Lu in such a panic, and couldn't help but comfort him: "Don't worry, Uncle Lu. Although I don't know why, the turmoil tonight has not spread to the south, and Yuhua has ordered people to strengthen defenses. At this moment, Wenlong... "
Song Lu suddenly interrupted: "We can't conflict with them. If the deserters want to drive away my Song family, then we must leave."
Song Yuhuamei's eyes widened and she looked like she didn't understand. Just when she was about to ask a question, a soft and sweet sigh immediately sounded in her ears.
Song Lu said loudly: "I dare to ask who is the master!"
A figure in white clothes had come to them in the moonlight. She was slender and graceful, as bright as white jade, with handsome eyes and beautiful eyebrows looking forward to the flight of the gods. The person who came was none other than Zhu Yushan from the Yinkui sect.
Seeing the person coming, Song Lu immediately said: "It turns out to be the 'Yinkui Sect', wishing that the sect leader is here."
Zhu Yuyan looked around the two of them and sighed: "I'm here to deliver a message on his behalf. He asked me to tell you that the chaos in Huangcheng tonight has nothing to do with your Song family. After tonight, the entire nine districts of Nanmen will be at war." You are in charge. Just as it was in the past, so it will be in the future!"
Song Lu looked surprised and happy and said, "Song Lu knows."
Zhu Yuyan didn't stay any longer, turned around and drifted away.
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On a moonlit night, the full moon has its parts.
Although there are not many red flowers, green bamboos, green pines and cypresses in the courtyard, and although they are not very fragrant and graceful, the full moon, gentle breeze, small bridges and flowing water still have a unique artistic conception and quite a taste.
The bright moon is reflected in the pond, and the wooden bridge extends from the water to the small pavilion.
A piece of snowflake fell, the night was deeper, the wind was colder, but as usual, there was no sleepiness at all.
In the quiet courtyard, a wisp of piano music came from the pavilion, accompanied by the small bridge and flowing water, accompanied by the bright moon in the sky, blending into the night and disappearing into nature.
The sound lingered for a long time, and suddenly I heard a sonorous sound from the piano, which seemed to have the intention of killing. The next moment, it suddenly turned soft, gentle and graceful; Suddenly turning back, there was clearly a harp and a tune, but it was as if the heaven and the earth were singing in unison, and all things were in harmony.
The sound of the piano became louder and louder, and suddenly there was a sharp clang, the sound of the piano stopped, and everything in the world stopped. Suddenly, there was silence everywhere, except for the bright moon in the sky and the dancing snowflakes.
The sound of the piano suddenly stopped, and Huanwan sighed quietly, as if she was very regretful.
Under the slanting light of the bright moon, a graceful and slender woman with unparalleled elegance floated down from the snowflakes; Zhu Yushan walked to Anyan's side, with a pair of snow and frost, and her unusually beautiful jade hands peeked out from the spacious sleeves of her robe. come out.
"What you want is the 'Xue Jian Xiang' brewed on the first floor."
In this world, the only person in this world who can ask "Queen Yin" Zhu Yushan to run errands and deliver drinks for her is probably the one in front of her. Pour the wine into the cup at will, take a sip, taste it carefully, and then seem to feel something: "It tastes the same as back then."
As he spoke, he glanced at the two people next to him and said interestingly: "You two have been following me like this just because you want to attract the attention of the God of War Illustrated Book. It seems that you still haven't given up."
Zhu Yushan turned around and snorted coldly, neither admitting nor denying.
Randomly said: "Aren't you afraid that the 'War Temple' was just made up by me?"
Zhu Yushan exclaimed: "Did you make it up?"
He smiled without saying a word, just faced the front and said softly: "Come out."
As soon as they finished speaking, Zhu Yushan and Huanhan suddenly felt as if they were in the heart of a violent storm. They felt chills all over their bodies, as if they needed a strong will to stabilize their minds.
The two of them looked forward with random eyes, and saw at the other end of the wooden bridge outside the pavilion, eighteen people appeared at the edge of the pool at some unknown time, and one by one they knelt down on one knee together.
They were dressed in cold clothes, with scimitars on their waists, masks on their faces, and black scarves on their heads, with only their eyes exposed. They also wore long black cloaks on the outside, silver armor on the inside, and riding boots on their feet. Each stands a silver spear of one foot.
Zhu Yushan shouted sweetly: "Yanyun's Eighteen Riders!"
Huanwan also recognized them. The only one in the world who could make people feel chilly at the sight of them was the "Eighteen Riders of Yanyun". This was the first time she saw this cavalry, which was called the "god and devil", and she couldn't help but think of the comment made by the world.
"Strong bows and scimitar, cold clothes and silver spears, a small number can defeat many, and they will be invincible."
Random eyes fell on Shiba Qi, and he said slowly: "I plan to go north to Korea in seven days. Then you can go with me."
