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Chapter 8

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Fengling Ferry

The east has gradually turned white, and the fresh air has diluted the bloody smell of the soldiers of the Heavenly Demon Eight Banners a lot

After a night of bloody battle, everyone's face was deeply tired, and the bones on their bodies seemed to be falling apart, sour and painful

Rolled blade, broken armor, bloody wound

Despite this, the soldiers' eyes were filled with unyielding fighting spirit and joy of victory.

In any case, being able to successfully break through the enemy's iron barrel hunting net is undoubtedly something that everyone deserves to be happy about.

In order to recover your physical strength and welcome the more intense battles, the soldiers of the Demon Army who temporarily got rid of the pursuit network were either lying on the ground or leaning on the trunk of a tree, closing their eyes and pretending to sleep.

Hou Ying stood on a raised high hill, looking down at the soldiers who were extremely tired from their feet, and couldn't help but sigh softly.

After all, Jing Liuyun is not a complete fool. If he hadn't finally found out that the situation was wrong and he would have to chase him all the elites, perhaps the damage to the Eight Banners of the Demons would not have been so serious.

Last night, the Eight Banners of Heavenly Demons suffered the most serious setback since their establishment.

The forward was responsible for breaking through the Qidian, and the Changfeng Second Flag was half injured, while the Ruijin and the Liehuo Second Flag, who were responsible for breaking the rear, suffered even more heavy losses under the crazy pursuit of the Huaxi Sword Sect. Nearly two thousand soldiers, less than 700 people were able to escape unscathed.

Fortunately, the enemy commander Jing Liuyun is not good at jungle field battles, and has repeatedly misguided attacks and defense dispatches. He is afraid of Yang Si's unpredictable military use and does not dare to do his best. Otherwise, the result of this battle would be unpredictable.

Thinking of Yang Si, Hou Ying couldn't help but frown slightly. This was the thing he was most worried about.

Since killing Du Tu Zeng, Yang Si has never spoken again. He is in a state of dismay and cannot be motivated in anything, like a walking corpse.

At such a critical moment, without Yang Si’s support behind him, the future of the Demon Army would be really worrying

It turns out that Feng Sanhua's position in Yang Si's mind is so important, why didn't he see it before?

The eyes searched for Yang Si who was silent and silently sat in a corner, and a strong guilt and self-blame flashed through his heart.

In order to achieve his hegemony, Yang Si has been trying his best to help him, and has not asked for any reward from him, but what have he done for him?

This is such a very annoying person at this moment.

Hou Ying walked gently to Yang Si and sat down. He wanted to say something comforting to Yang Sicheng, but opened his dry lips and found that he could not say anything.

If you can relieve the pain of losing your favorite and deep into the bone marrow, you will not have so much sadness and hatred in this world.

Three hundred miles west of Fenglingdu is where Yong'an is narrow. There is a cableway across the river that can cross the river to the north. Huaxi Sword Sect has suffered heavy damage after fighting this night. It cannot gather all its forces within three days. It can only send a few elites to harass us. Therefore, these three days are the best time for us to escape. As long as we search for fast horses along the way, we will reach the boundary of Yong'an within three days. After crossing the river, we will cut off the cableway connecting the two banks of the Yangtze River. No matter how capable the Huaxi Sword Sect has, it will be helpless. After heading north, retreat west quickly, pass through Hanzhong, pass Jiange, and enter Bashu. When we return to the Heavenly Demon Palace, we must remember that we must pass through the territory of the eight bars of Jiangbei. We must pay attention to hiding our path at any time to avoid causing unnecessary misunderstandings and causing new waves.As if he was just muttering to himself, Yang Si did not look at Hou Ying beside him, his eyes were just staring at the thin morning light in the sky, his voice was hoarse and shriveled, and he felt an indescribable fatigue.

It seemed very cold, his whole body was curled up, and blood was oozing out of the wounds of the sword under the ribs after a simple bandage. His eyes looked at the distant sky and were empty and lonely.

At such a moment, he did not forget to plan a route for the Demon Army to escape.

But how could he escape the endless sadness when he was lonely?

Hou Ying was excited and choked and said: Mr. Yang Si... you are seriously injured, so just take a rest...

As if he had not heard Hou Ying's words, Yang Si continued: After this battle, most of the elites of the Heavenly Demon Palace were lost and were no longer able to compete with the Huaxi Sword Sect. The great foundation of the Heavenly Demon Palace in western Sichuan will sooner or later fall into the hands of the Huaxi Sword Sect. This is the general trend, but the wolf ambition of the Huaxi Sword Sect will never be satisfied with the Jiangnan area. With the support of the huge wealth of the Bashu land, it will definitely aim at Jiangbei and advance into the Central Plains. If I expected it was good, within a year, they would cross the river north. Therefore, the best way out for the Heavenly Demon Palace in the future is to temporarily save strength and retreat Miaojiang Miaojiang is complex, poor mountains and bad waters, and there is malaria. For such a place, the Huaxi Sword Sect will never be interested. It is the benefit of keeping a low profile to wait until the Huaxi Sword Sect goes north and the Jiangbei Eight ValvesWhen the war broke out, we sent troops from Miaojiang to attack western Zhejiang. This way, the Huaxi Sword Sect was defeated by the enemy from both sides and had to be defeated.

Although the analysis of this situation is well organized, it is too early to say it at this time.

In a vague sense of bad feelings in Hou Ying's heart. He was about to speak, but Yang Si waved his hand and continued: Therefore, after you return to the Heavenly Demon Palace this time, the most important thing is not to actively prepare for war and guard against the Huaxi Sword Sect's surprise attack, but to persuade the Elders to give up western Sichuan and retreat to Miaojiang. Only in this way can our Heavenly Demon Palace have a chance to make a comeback. If the old guys in the Elders are stubborn and do not listen to the dissuasion, you don't need to pay attention to it. Take people down the mountain by yourself... Remember, the faster you go, the better. The Huaxi Sword Sect will definitely take advantage of the power of this great victory to conquer western Sichuan. Hiding in the Heavenly Demon Palace to resist stubbornly is the way to die

Hou Ying said anxiously: Mr. Yang Si, let’s go back to the Heavenly Demon Palace to discuss these things carefully…

Yang Si shook his head and said: No, I won’t go back with you. I have something more important to do.

Hou Ying was stunned and said: What's the matter?

A trace of pain suddenly flashed in Yang Si's eyes. He was silent for a while before slowly answering: I... want to find the Eagle Knife.

Hou Ying exclaimed: Eagle Sword? Why do you want to find Eagle Sword, a traitor?

Yang Si glanced at Hou Ying lightly and said coldly: You always suspect that Eagle Knife has betrayed us, but I can tell you with certainty that Eagle Knife will never do such a treacherous thing. He was deceived by Meng Caiyi like us... Eagle Knife has always valued affection and friendship. For the sake of the poison of a fisherman girl on that day, he could make an alliance with us at Yuxue Villa against his wishes. He had a grudge against his wife with Jing Liuyun of the Huaxi Sword Sect. With his personality, how could he cooperate with the Huaxi Sword Sect?

Hou Ying frowned and said: Are you sure?

Yang Si nodded heavily and said: I must be because... he is the person he likes in Sanhua's heart.

What Feng Sanhua likes is the Eagle Sword?

Hou Ying was shocked and could hardly speak

After a long time, he said softly: If the Eagle Knife did not betray us, then he would be alone in Yueyang against Meng Caiyi, I am afraid... I am afraid that the chance of survival is slim. If that is the case, what's the use of you looking for him now?

Yang Si smiled bitterly and said lightly: If the Eagle Sword is dead, I will find his body to be buried with Sanhua; if the Eagle Sword is not dead, I will protect him and serve him for the rest of my life... Although Sanhua has not said it, I can know from her eyes before her death that she hopes that I will do this from childhood to adulthood. I will definitely do what Sanhua wants me to do, and this time will be no exception...

Speaking of this, Yang Si's eyes were hazy, and his mind flew back to the morning when Feng Sanhua was fourteen years old. He seemed to see the peach blossoms blooming in the steep mountainside of the Sword Peak, as if he heard Feng Sanhua begging himself to pick the peach blossoms...

Do you know the scattered flowers?

From that day on, I swear in my heart that as long as you want me to do, I will do it, even if it is for her to make my own life

Yang Si's heart was sore that he was almost crying

He stopped talking, stood up and bowed to Hou Ying, jumped onto the horse beside him and left.

Yang Si, why are you too foolish?

Faced with Yang Si's deep affection, even if Hou Ying had tens of millions of reasons to keep Yang Si, he could not say it out loud.

Seeing Yang Si's alone horse gradually disappearing into the amiable morning light, Hou Ying's heart was helpless and painful.

Suddenly, a red sun jumped off the ground in the sky, and the golden sun shone on the earth, and the new day finally began.

Looking at the colorful clouds floating in the sky, Hou Ying sighed softly

Last night was the longest night in my life

Xiangyang Ancient City

Xiangyang City is located north of the Han River and west of the Xiang River. It has extremely developed transportation and is known as the southern ships and northern horses, and the thoroughfare of seven provinces. Therefore, although it has always become a place for wars in wars in all dynasties because of its special geographical location, the war has been tempered by thousands of years, making it extremely majestic and sturdy, and looks proud of the land of Jingxiang.

The smoke of war has long gone. The only one who can witness this prosperous ancient city has experienced the baptism of blood and fire. I am afraid that the towering and thick city walls and the winding moat that are like snakes and rippling waves are probably the only one.

If you look down at the bustling crowds of people coming and going in the vast streets, you will find that their faces are filled with leisurely smiles and satisfaction with the status quo

However, unlike other towns, among these people coming and going, you will occasionally see soldiers wearing brown uniforms leisurely walking in the streets. These people are soldiers in the army stationed here for many years by the imperial court.

Because Xiangyang's transportation is convenient, the imperial court specially stationed a regiment with nearly 50,000 troops here, including cavalry, infantry and navy, including nearly 50,000 troops.

If there is a rebellion in a certain place, this army can quickly go to the destination to quell the chaos at any time with the help of Xiangyang's transportation.

This army called Shenwu Army is not under the jurisdiction of the Xiangyang County Prefecture, but is located in Xiangyang by the government office, the commander of the General Xigongyi Xi, directly obeys the court and coordinates the city defense and public security of Xiangyang City.

Speaking of which, the prefect of Xiangyang County is really pitiful

Although he is nominally the highest executive of a county, there is a person next to him who has a higher position and is holding a large army to control his elbows everywhere. This feeling is like hiding in the quilt and crying with his nose running.

Because of this situation, the public security in Xiangyang City is relatively better, and there is no bad situation where there are many gangs in other towns.

Because with the 50,000 troops of the Shenwu Army stationed, it is impossible for any gang to gain a foothold in Xiangyang City

It's already night

As usual, the commercial area in the east of the city is dimly lit and lively

Five feet wide East Street is lined with taverns, inns and shops of all sizes.

The reason why the east area of ​​the city becomes a prime location chosen by Luoyang vendors is mainly because outside the East City Gate is a wharf covering an area of ​​about five miles.

As long as there is no war, Xiangyang East City Gate will not be closed all year round and can be allowed to enter and exit.

This will undoubtedly facilitate customers from all over the country to load and unload goods

The most important thing is that there are flower boats parked on the east pier for people to enjoy.

These flower boats floating quietly on the Xiang River gathered beauties in brothels from all over the country.

Maybe this flower boat is from northern Hunan, but if you take one more step, the beauty on the other flower boat is from western Sichuan. Beauties from all over the world compete for beauty and lead the way, giving you a sense of pleasure that as long as you can withstand it, you can enjoy the flowers all over the world overnight.

There are such extremely wonderful things, and all lustful people naturally go to it and flock to it.

The Xiang River under the evening night is like a shiny jade belt winding away

The faint moonlight shines on the river surface, sparkling with lights

In this place where fireworks gather, even the air seems to be filled with a rich aroma of rouge powder.

The noisy voices, the hustle and bustle of silk and bamboo, and the ambiguous and dim lights all express the abnormal bustling scene here.

Suddenly, a huge pleasure boat broke through the water and left the port

This three-story painting boat is extremely exquisitely decorated. Under the reflection of dozens of big red lanterns around the side of the ship, the hand-carved railings are exquisitely textured, showing their graceful and gorgeous colors.

On the high mast, a string of lanterns with laces hanging from top to bottom, with three large characters with elegant and elegant brushwork written on it.

It was just night now, and it was the best time for all the flower boats at the wharf to recruit customers. However, Lingyuefang left the wharf, giving people a rather strange and unique feeling

Lingyue Boat sails away from the pier and goes down the Xiang River

The boat is very slow, and there is no boatman to control it, it just slowly follows the flow.

Turning around a river and walking to a remote and quiet place, Listening to the moon boat stops the boat and gets anchored

The sad moonlight, the quiet Xiangshui, the gorgeous pleasure boat, from a distance, it looks very poetic and picturesque

From this we can see that the owner of this pleasure boat not only has a high-end style, but also can understand the psychology of those who are polite.

Drunk and behold beautiful women, fishing alone in the cold river moon

This kind of scene that makes the graceful poet excitedly want to hang himself, even if it is more silver, it is worth it.

In fact, since Ling Yuefang arrived in Xiangyang five days ago, he alarmed the entire Xiangyang City with his high amount of 100 taels of silver and his strange style of only entertaining five customers every night.

One hundred taels of silver is enough for ordinary people to spend the first half of the year comfortably, and this is just the boat fee for boarding Lingyue Boat, not to mention other costs of drinking wine.

However, based on some strange perverted psychology, such a high price not only did not make the rich in the bag and the rich businessmen with color in their hearts stop, but instead stimulated their idea of ​​getting a glimpse of their appearance and rushing to visit Lingyuefang.

Because there is a quota restriction, the customers who make reservations to board the boat have been queued for more than ten days later

A beautiful guzheng sound broke through the quiet night sky and resounded through the Xiangshui River

Its sound is bright and clear, towering as high as a mountain, gurgling as flowing water, and endlessly surrounding the beams. It is the eternal masterpiece "High Mountain" and "Flowing Water" in the Guzheng song.

In the wide cabin, five exquisite mahogany shorts are placed in a semi-arch like a moon.

There are several plates of exquisite dishes and a jade husk filled with wine on the short table

Although the wine and food in front of me are quite ingenious and appetizing, none of the five people sitting cross-legged behind the short side focused on their diet, but instead poured their bright eyes behind the mat five feet away, a woman with lower eyes and sucked her zither.

I saw a brightly colored light fur wrapped around her curved body. Her slender neck was flowing with an extremely moving arc beauty under the brilliant light. The thick and slender eyelashes covered her eyes, but jumped with the melodious rhythm below her fingers. When I looked up, I could see that her crescent-shaped eyes were as clear as water, shining with a faint blue.

Although she focused on stroking the guzhengs on several guzhengs, the inadvertent charms still grasped the minds of everyone here.

During the meal, the five of them were all wealthy in Xiangyang. They were all people who had rich experiences and were used to be beautiful women. But somehow, the more cold the girl looked, as if they didn't exist at all, the more moved they were.

Just as the five people were fascinated by the woman who was playing the zither, they didn't know that behind the woman, there was a pair of eyes peeking at their every move behind a thick curtain.

The owner of the eyes looked around the five people for a moment, and finally focused his eyes on a young man with a handsome face, but a slightly pale face.

Second Master Wen, Second Master Wen, after waiting for so long, you finally appeared

A smile appeared on the man's face, his eyes full of pride

This person is the owner of Ling Yuefang disguised himself as a hawk sword with his disguise and sneaked into Xiangyang, with the pseudonym Lin Siruo!