Yang Ming has been thinking that if Lin Bingyan can handle Lin Bingyan's Falling Divine Palm, it should not be difficult for Lin Waner's Falling Divine Sword, right? ! Why is the fear of Wan'er so deep in my bones?
Lin Wan'er saw Yang Ming taking out a map and meditating, so she asked tentatively:
"Husband, think about it, why don't they come with us to Daizhou! We won't worry if we leave them in Yangjiabao. There are maids who can be used along with us."
Time can indeed dilute everything. When Lin Wan'er appeared on the stage just now, the smell of gunpowder was obviously reduced a lot.
There is no harm without comparison. Hearing this, Yang Ming looked up at the three women in front of him, and couldn't help but make another comparison in his heart.
Just looking at these twins is really eye-catching. Charming and captivating. But as long as they stand next to Wan'er for a moment, they will become overshadowed and no different from ordinary people.
Lin Wan'er just smiled, and Yang Ming was fascinated and said to himself:
"How can the light of fireflies compete with the bright moon?"
"One eye and one smile are all charming, and the sixth palace has no color!"
"Wan'er, my soul has been taken away by you, you can arrange whatever you want!"
Lin Wan'er smiled so wildly that she looked like a female general who had won a battle, and said playfully:
"Since my husband said so, I will take these two beauties as my personal maids. You, a big man, let Da Niu serve you! I will retire first and take them back to train them!" "
Yang Ming held the map blankly, not knowing how to answer.
Thinking about being accompanied by the Invincible Hulk for the next three months, Yang Ming felt like crying but had no choice but to force a smile on his face.
Unexpectedly, Lin Wan'er walked halfway with the two beauties and turned around with a smile and added:
"If my husband can put the common people of the world first and fulfill the tasks entrusted by my mother within three months, then Wan'er will let their sisters become dowry maids and serve her husband together..."
"Fuck!"
Lin Wan'er's words were like five thunderbolts, knocking Yang Minglei away from her. With a wife like this, what more could a husband ask for! What more could I ask for!
"Sister, wait for me! Wait for me!"
Xiaocui, who was left alone, hurriedly chased after him, not forgetting to give Yang Ming a knowing look when he passed by.
"Oh! No wonder something is wrong. It seems that Wan'er was brainwashed by this girl Xiaocui. Is the fight in the harem really so terrifying? Why did my innocent little Wan'er end up like this? But I like this approach!"
People are in high spirits when happy events happen, so Yang Ming shouted to the team:
"Let's go~!"
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Tanzhou,
Sandalwood Town.
Under the dim sky, there were dark clouds, and the atmosphere seemed a bit depressing. With a loud noise, drizzle began to fall in the sky.
On the official road, the dust in the sky gradually subsided, and the crooked ravines on the ground were washed by the rain and slowly gathered into a stream of red blood, flowing towards the lower valley.
Through the rain, you can see that on both sides of the official road, there are densely piled corpses of Datang soldiers.
These corpses, whose body temperature had not yet been lost, were stripped of their clothes and left naked on the roadside. If you look closely, you can see that there are still some people who are not dead. Their muscles are twitching and they are struggling to stand up. These corpses are estimated to be more than 700 people, the number of people stationed in a standard village.
This time the murdered soldier was not beheaded, but his weapons and clothes were confiscated by the Turks who were cleaning the battlefield. Depending on the situation, the enemy would like to continue to penetrate deeper into the Tang Dynasty.
Not far away, at a relatively empty corner, stood a huge dark gray inn with a long history.
Soldiers from the Tang Dynasty were also lying around the inn. Their bodies were covered with cuts and fresh blood was flowing. However, it could be seen from their breath that they were full of energy and had not been fatally injured.
Bait, this is a group of baits that the Turks deliberately dropped in a conspicuous place!
Next to the bait, a group of Turkic teenagers couldn't wait to leave the large army. They were a little nervous, excited, excited, and manic. This was their first time on the battlefield.
Most of these teenagers were only 12 or 13 years old. Their mission today was to use the sabers in their hands to torture Tang Jun who was lying on the ground unable to move around the post station, avoiding the vital points with the saber.
It was not until each boy dyed his body red and his hands were stained with the blood of the Tang army that he could return to the tribe.
This is the reason why the Turks are able to unite their entire people as soldiers. They grew up on horseback. Since they were sensible, they have enslaved the Han people, robbed the Han people, and massacred the Han people. They grew up in a life of blood and fire!
At this time, in the inn, a black man with an arrow stuck in his head picked up the bowl of turbid wine on the table and took a gulp, regardless of the blood flowing out.
Then he commanded the postmen and postmen with a small number of people and low combat effectiveness, and asked them to find weak points and try to break out of the Turkic encirclement:
"Brothers, work harder! This group of Turks has come a long way, and the terrain must be unfamiliar. We must break out of the encirclement and report to the brothers outside, informing them of the number and dynamics of the enemy troops to avoid greater losses!"
Next to the street-facing window on the second floor of the post station, a postman holding a fire stick shouted to the people below with red eyes:
"These beasts outside are right at the door, letting some children torture our brothers with knives. Brother Zhou, why don't we rush out and fight! It's so cowardly to hide in the inn and watch our brothers die miserably!" "
"Yes! Brother Zhou, let's fight!"
"Fight! Kill those bastards!"
After the postman upstairs described what happened outside, he exploded in the postman's nest. Those who survived in the posthouse were eager to open the door and fight to the death with the Turks outside.
The reason why the Turks went to great lengths to capture the largest post station in Tanzhou without using fire was because they knew that the throne of the Tang Dynasty had changed, and there was still top-secret information that some people wanted in the post station.
As the Tanxiang Town Station serves as the transportation hub for the entire Tanzhou, surrounding counties and counties send and receive information through it. If we can capture this station, it will be equivalent to cutting off all connections between Tanzhou and the outside world.
But it was a Han who planned this surprise attack on Tanzhou and captured Yuyang County.
A Han Chinese who is inferior to one person and more than ten thousand people among the Turkic tribes, a Han Chinese who can mobilize tens of thousands of Turkic cavalry at will-Zhao Deyan.
The leader named Zhou had a sharp gaze. He knew that the drama at the door was a trap by the Turks, who were using conspiracy to disgust themselves and at the same time break the mentality of the people inside the station.
As long as a normal person sees the brothers who live and play together on weekdays being tortured by the enemy in front of their eyes, and they are powerless, they will collapse, let alone a group of passionate men from the Tang Dynasty!
Zhou Jie broke off the feather arrow on his head and knelt down to worship in the direction of Chang'an. Fortunately, he had the habit of wearing leather armor on weekdays, and the strength of the arrows was old, so Zhou Jie was not killed on the spot after being hit in the first round.
"Weak minister Zhou Jie has betrayed his holy hope and is deeply ashamed. Today, I failed to convey the message that my brothers brought back with their lives. I am unforgivable! In order to ensure the prestige of the Tang Dynasty and to prevent the important military aircraft from falling into the hands of the enemy, I decided to cooperate with All brothers and enemies will perish together!"
Say it!
Zhou Jie picked up Mo Dao, ordered to pile up flammable materials, set fire to the entire inn, opened the door of death, and led the remaining people in the inn to rush into the Turkic army formation without hesitation. . .
