Devil’s Advent

sacrifice;

In the extreme north of the snowy field, there is a force that they believe in...or it can be called, guarding.

Zheng Fan remembered that Sang Hu had brought back a patchwork of savage tribes from the north of the snowfield before and went south to join the savage king. He should have a better understanding of that area, even if he had never really entered the core area, the land of the extreme north. For the wildlings, it is equivalent to a land of exile.

But unfortunately, Sang Hu died in the battle against Chu.

You can also ask Gou Moli about this matter, but there is another problem involved here, what will be Gou Moli's attitude towards this matter, and will he think about it after knowing this matter.

Because of the emergence of that "person", a stable "tributary" system has been formed around it. This is not a religion, nor is it a form of tribe, but a religion and tribe;

If that "person" is really fully awake, it is very likely that it will start from the northernmost point and sweep out. It may not be possible to walk the way of the wild king again.

At this moment, Zheng Fan once again thought of the prophecy in the Jade Order;

In the past, everyone thought that the prophecy was the savage king Gou Moli, who would lead the saint clan to revival, but Gou Moli failed;

But if what the prophecy refers to is not Gou Moli?

Whether or not to tell Gou Moli, this point needs to be discussed with the blind man and the others.

My brain hurts a little.

Zheng Fan didn't like this feeling, and he also knew that in his consciousness and thinking, the one who was the first to wake up in the prophecy had been labeled too many "powerful".

But in the final analysis, this world is fair.

As strong as Shatuo Queshi, he still died in the siege of the iron cavalry in front of the Zhenbeihou Mansion;

The Juggernaut is terrifying, but he is still vulnerable under the neat and chilling cavalry;

No matter how strong the awakened "person" is, even if you are as strong as the sky, why would I play heads-up with you?

The family fortune accumulated through hard work,

With a full force of soldiers and civilian husbands who can be collected at any time, Lao Tzu also has an army of 100,000, okay?

No matter how strong the strength is, it is also afraid of human life;

so,

grateful,

This fair world.

Walked out of the room where Fan was, and ordered the servants outside to go in and tidy up.

Zheng Fan stretched his waist, enjoying the sweet crisp sound of the joints;

"Old Yu, do you know that I have a problem. You put a pea on the bed, even if you put thirty layers of cotton wool on it, I still feel uncomfortable and panic when I fall asleep. .”

The Juggernaut looked at Zheng Fan. Although he didn't know where the stalk came from, he could still understand the meaning of it.

"So, what are you going to do?" asked the Juggernaut.

Perhaps, in Juggernaut's view, there are too many things like prophecy, legend, religion, etc., and similar things are happening in many corners of the world.

Coercing believers, foolish men and people, setting up a yellow sky, setting a destiny, and being bolder, directly raising the flag to rebel, but this kind of rebellion is not difficult for the court to suppress, unless The court made a fool of itself.

A group of believers gathered together who have never been in battle and only know of a certain kind of superstitious belief in fate, no matter how many of them there are, they are still vulnerable to an elite army.

On this point, the Juggernaut felt that someone like Zheng Fan, who made his fortune through military exploits, should be more aware.

But since that day, what Zheng Fan has shown is an extremely extreme reaction. The Juggernaut even feels that even if the Chu State suddenly gathers the power of the whole country to fight another national war, this Dayan's Lord Pingxi Emotional stability will not be lost like this.

"I'm planning to……"

Lord Zheng Hou's eyes sank.

"First find out the context of this matter, and then determine the specific location. After the 'tracing' is completed, I plan to lead the army myself to expedition to the so-called extreme north."

"Is it worth it?" The Juggernaut was a little speechless.

"It's worth it, I must take out that damned pea."

talking,

Zheng Fan waved his hand,

road:

"Okay, let's rest, we'll go back early tomorrow morning, we have to recharge our batteries."

...

After separating from the Juggernaut and returning to his bedroom, Zheng Fan didn't rush to bed, but sat down at the table and poured himself a cup of tea.

At this moment, he wanted to unfold the painting and look at it again, but he remembered that the painting was put away by the Juggernaut, and he was too lazy to knock on the door to ask for it. Zheng Fan simply put his left hand on the table and held it with his right. Gently swirling the teacup in his hand.

a long time,

Put the magic pill on the table again.

"Grandfather, let's talk."

The magic pill didn't move, he was the one who stayed with the lord for the longest time among the demon kings, even Si Niang couldn't compare to him;

Therefore, he is more aware of the master's hypocrisy.

"You said, what kind of existence is that thing? Is it the real son of prophecy?

Tsk, Son of Prophecy, that's a really old-fashioned title. "

Mowan tilted his body, and the red stone simply leaned against the teapot.

"I think I'm living a pretty good life now. Originally, there should be no worries. Next, everyone will live as they please, and live as happily as they like. But, at this time, Give me this kind of thing again.

If the prophecy of destiny falls on us, then I don't care, it's just an extra blessing;

but fall upon others,

I hate this feeling very much, I believe, you must also not like the feeling of being treated as a fake, right? "

Magic Pill was unmoved.

Zheng Fan believes that Mowan has been abnormally quiet these days, and it seems that he has lost interest in many other things besides playing with Tiantian.

The communication between father and son did not produce any results.

Zheng Fan stopped talking, but continued to drink tea, in a daze.

Tonight, he missed Daze Xiangtong a little bit, so he felt bored, and immediately fell asleep comfortably.

But now, it can't be done.

If you want to say how scared you are in your heart, it's really not true, but it's that awkwardness that makes this breath not smooth.

Zheng Fan sat like this until it was dawn, and then he leaned his head on the table and squinted for a while.

During this short squint, many pictures appeared in his mind, they were dreams, but they were not dreams, they were scattered.

After waking up from a nap,

The only clearer dream recorded in my mind is,

He saw Lao Tian sitting on the threshold,

he walked over

road:

"Brother, there is something in the north that makes me very uncomfortable."

Lao Tian nodded,

road:

"Then go and destroy it."

yes,

Then go extinct.

When washing his face after waking up, he reached out to take the hot towel delivered by the maid, and put the towel on his face.

perhaps,

It is impossible for him to become a person like Lao Tian in his life, and he does not want to become one;

But it is undeniable that,

Often at times like this, thinking of him always gives me peace of mind.

After wiping his face, he threw the towel to the maid beside him.

Lord Zheng Hou stepped out of the door,

Taking a deep breath of the fresh morning air,

But there is no heroic spirit, nor the lofty ambition to face difficulties;

Instead, some complaints,

well,

elder brother,

You are traveling west too fast,

If you are still here now, then in my heart, I really don't panic at all.

He used to raise soldiers to be self-respecting, Lao Tian knew;

He took in the savage king, Lao Tian knew;

He has rebellious bones in the back of his head and doesn't like to kneel down, and Lao Tian knows it too.

If Lao Tian is still there, the prophecy cannot be told to other people, but to Lao Tian, ​​it can be said.

Old Tian would shake his head helplessly,

Said:

Is this the only way out?

He replied: Yes, that's all.

OK,

Take you to kill him.

He believed that Lao Tian would, just as he did not hesitate to kill Zhao Jiulang on the night of the enthronement ceremony when he learned that Zhao Jiulang had contributed to Du Juan's death.

...

Pixiu was brought back early by A Ming and the others.

Both Zheng Fan and the Juggernaut rode horses and headed east after leaving Shangchuan County.

The Juggernaut's heart is like an arrow, although the date is still in time, but how can this kind of thing really pinch the exact date?

He said verbally that he would not be the first one anyway, and it would be the same if he accompanied him next time, but after all, it was his first time being a father, so it would be good to return to his wife early and spend a few more days with him.

On this point, Zheng Houye also understands very well. The Juggernaut has nothing to say this time, and he helped himself a lot. Shocking Li Liangshen, just one Li Liangshen was actually enough to make Zhao Jiulang come back.

Moreover, on the return journey, I was delayed with myself for a long time;

Therefore, Zheng Fan was on his way this time, without doing any fancy work.

soon,

The two arrived at the bank of Wangjiang River.

On the contrary, the Juggernaut is a little embarrassed. This is not wartime. He knows the style of life of Lord Pingxi in his daily life. He can lie on his stomach but never sit; he can sit and never stand;

So, he said:

"Look for a restaurant, let's eat something warm."

"good."

There are quite a few ferry crossings along the Wangjiang River, but the river has already started to freeze, and people can already walk on it. In theory, you can try to go there with a horse, as long as you wrap the horse's hooves in advance.

Of course, the ice surface is not thick enough now, so if you walk on it, you have to be prepared to accidentally fall into the ice hole to feed the fish.

The restaurants in the ferry are also simple to eat, hot soup and pancakes are the mainstream.

To Zheng Fan's surprise, the boss also asked if he wanted steamed buns with stuffing, shredded radish stuffing, and said it was a food from Fengxin City.

Zheng Houye smiled and asked for eight steamed buns, plus a pot of soup and some side dishes;

In addition, I gave some extra reward money, and asked the boy in the restaurant to wrap horseshoes on the horses of himself and the Juggernaut.

Subsequently,

Just sat down and waited for the food to be served.

"After crossing the river, when we encounter sentry cavalry or checkpoints on the road, we can change horses directly, and the speed will be faster." Zheng Fan said.

To the east of Wangjiang is his territory of Pingxihou Mansion.

"Yeah." The Juggernaut nodded.

"By the way, have you figured out what your child's name will be?" Zheng Fan asked.

The Juggernaut shook his head.

"No idea?"

"It's natural to think about it, but before the child is born, there is no time to really think about it."

"That's true."

The Juggernaut hesitated for a moment, but didn't take advantage of the situation and asked: What about you?

Seeing people accompany me on the road, I am really embarrassed to speak sarcasm again.

Who knew that Lord Zheng Hou himself took the initiative to speak;

"I have a lot of good names in stock. When I get home, I'll take them out and you can choose one."

"good."

soon,

The hot steamed buns came up.

Steamed buns with stuffing are stubbornly called steamed buns instead of steamed buns.

This was originally Zheng Houye's obsession and request.

After this life, this title has become popular.

The people under the rule of the Marquis of Pingxi have always lived a very good life. From Shengle City to Xueguan to now Fengxin City, after all, Lord Zheng Hou is not extravagant, and the demon kings except A Ming spend some money on drinking, It is not a luxury, and the upper-level system built from this can really be called simple.

Coupled with the foundation built by Siniang and the blind man, the output of Saner and A Ming's workshops, the development of commerce, and finally, every time they fight, they can make a lot of money and basically never fight any loss-making battles. Therefore, This military-civilian system built on the model of the military production corps has a good life in small days.

Steamed buns, this is called steamed buns, with stuffing and shredded pork, that is also called steamed buns, what, you say this is called steamed buns?

Ah,

Yoyo, how difficult is your life there, and you actually call this stuff bun?

Steamed buns have become a manifestation of the regional superiority of the people under the rule of the Pingxihou Mansion, and it can be regarded as a brand effect unintentionally inserted.

Gou Moli once said with emotion,

A small steamed bun, but it has a real great wisdom and great layout. After that, how many refugees can be attracted to the Pingxihou Mansion in Eastern Jin by relying on this dish?

Even in the future, the flag will be raised and started, so many people hope that Lord Pingxi will come in soon, and everyone will eat this kind of steamed buns.

Savage King is really not flattering, but a sincere admiration, but the problem is, this title is really just a little obsession with Zheng Houye's nostalgia for his previous life.

But now, there is a vague tendency to become a bright light, just like a lighthouse, except that there are steamed buns on the top of the lighthouse.

took a bite,

Lord Zheng Hou frowned. There was little stuffing and almost no shredded meat, and there was no lard mixed in. It tasted a bit bland.

But Zheng Fan was not so bored that he wanted to be a gourmet in this small restaurant by the ferry to review the real food, so he and Juggernaut shared the meal with the broth and side dishes.

Afterwards, the two led the horse whose hooves had been wrapped and walked towards the river.

Calling the ferry takes time and is slow, not to mention that Master Zheng is a fifth-rank master himself. If you have a sword master by your side and you are worried about falling into the river and being drowned, look at your promise.

The two led the horse and started to cross the river.

It is true that the ice under the feet is not yet frozen. When you step on it, you can clearly hear the "rustling" sound, but the problem is really not that big.

A Wangjiang River can be said to have carried the spring and autumn changes in the land of Eastern Shanxi in the past five years.

First, the savages and rebel allied forces fought over Wangjiang, and then Situ Lei fought back to fight back over Wangjiang in the final battle;

Then the Eastern Expeditionary Army led by the First Prince was defeated here, the Chu navy blocked the river, the left soldier Erlang drowned countless times, and Li Bao died in battle;

Afterwards, he, Zheng Fan, ran thousands of miles to win the Snow Pass and forced the Savage King to a decisive battle with King Jingnan here, and Tian Wujing defeated the main force of the Savage in one fell swoop;

Last year's battle against Chu also relied on breaking the embankment and looking at the river to divert the river's course, so that he could enter the heart of Chu with a surprise army.

Places of interest, rely on what?

Rely on, is the story.

It's a pity that there is a shortage of literary talents in Jindi and Yandi. We can only hope that there will be a few more people like Yao Zizhan here in later generations, and they will write a few poems based on this Wangjiang to make a name for themselves.

The river was very wide, and Zheng Fan and the Juggernaut were walking slowly, leading the horses.

Halfway through, no surprises.

At this time,

The Juggernaut stopped suddenly.

"What's wrong?"

Zheng Fan asked.

"I suddenly figured out something." The sword master said.

"What's up?"

"That is, I used to think that you were too cautious sometimes."

"Hehe, I'm afraid of death."

"It's not shameful to be afraid of death."

"I think so."

"But now I really realize that your fear is very reasonable. People like you really have to be cautious."

Zheng Houye licked his lips that were a little dry from the cold wind,

road:

"You scare me a little bit."

"Zheng Fan, I owe you this time. It's not because of me. You wouldn't be rushing back in such a hurry."

"I am because of little monk Fan, not all of you."

"There's no rush for that matter. You said it yourself yesterday. At least, don't rush it. Today, it's because of me."

"Yes, it's because of you."

Lord Zheng Hou is as good as others.

"I will keep you safe in Pingxihou Mansion."

"Absolutely."

"In the future, I still have to be more cautious, be careful, it can't be like this again, it's my negligence, not only my wife is going to give birth in Fengxin City, but there are so many people who are counting on you to protect them so that they can feed themselves meal."

"Don't blame yourself. You have to know that you are the safest when you are with you. Besides, it's not like I haven't experienced dangerous things before. Isn't the battlefield more dangerous than it is now?"

"It's different because this time I'm by your side."

"Wouldn't it be better if you were by my side?"

"No, it's because the world knows that I'm by your side, but if they still dare, it proves that they are very confident."

Master Zheng Hou smiled,

road:

"Do you know what to say if you want to maintain your style at this time?"

"What words?"

"I'm looking forward to it."

"What's the truth?"

"I'm a little panicked."

At this time,

Zheng Fan saw a black shadow slowly rising up under the ice layer.

Squat down,

Looking down carefully through the ice layer,

The black shadow began to rise gradually, and gradually approached.

Then,

He saw a face, a human face, and at first his eyes were closed;

But when he was near the ice, his eyes opened.

he looked up,

Then,

he was stunned;

Yes, although the expression was a little distorted due to the barrier of the ice surface, the stunned emotion was still magnified.

Maybe he didn't expect it,

He just lurked up so silently,

But the one above,

just squat there,

Watch him slowly rise up.

Lord Zheng Hou pulled out Wuya,

He pierced directly into the ice below him.

Wu Ya is a broken knife, but it is a true magical weapon, otherwise it would not become the inheritance of the Shadow Clan outside the Great Chu Imperial City;

Lao Tian would never give an ordinary gift to his younger brother.

The black cliff pierces,

Under the ice layer, there is a blood mist.

Lord Zheng raised his head,

Sighed,

Even knowing that there is a guard by his side,

But he still went through a process habitually,

shouted:

"There are assassins!"