: I am so arrogant that I am afraid of being stunned

If Jing Ke's assassination of Qin was really successful, can heirs such as Fusu's cowardice and Hu Hai's stupidity unify the six kingdoms? If the arrow in Liu Bang's chest was raised by three inches during the Chu-Han fight, how would history develop?

What would be the situation if Li Shimin had not fought against Wang Shichong, but Yuchi Jingde alone to save the master? If Zhao Zilong had not saved A Dou at Changbanpo..., if... only if...

Liu Dabangcui had no idea that when he grabbed the entrance of the cave, a small stone that accidentally hit his hands almost changed everything. However, Cui Ying'er's powerful legs corrected it in an instant.

Yang Ling slid down from her side, and it was too late to pull her clothes. Cui Ying'er was shocked and suddenly spread her legs and clamped him between her legs.

Yang Ling's falling body slowed down and hurriedly hugged her legs again. Cui Ying'er's thighs were extremely flexible and powerful. She could not estimate how heavy Yang Ling's whereabouts were. She only knew that she had already held him, so she tried her best to compete with her legs and said anxiously: "How are you?"

Yang Ling gasped for a few quick breaths, his ear drums roaring. He said hoarsely: "I'll grab you, lighter... lighter, your thighs clamp my neck..., panting... can't breathe..."

The red lady's face turned hot, but fortunately no one saw it. She relaxed her legs slightly. Yang Ling took advantage of the opportunity to hug her waist and climbed up a few times, hooked her shoulders with both hands. This time he crawled into Cui Ying'er's inner side, becoming a warm posture that was facing her face.

Yang Ling gasped and said, "Thank you...thank you for your life-saving grace."

The Hongmao's face was hot, she turned her head and said in a tight voice: "Don't thank me, if you die like this, even if the Tartars retreat, we can't think of leaving alive. I just hope that the adults will be worth a thousand gold and promise."

Yang Ling had seen the appearance of a woman wearing a woman and knew that she was heroic and handsome, but she was not only a female thief, but also a wife. It was really unconventional to hug her like this. He hurriedly said, "Don't worry, I am the imperial envoy of the court. My words represent the current emperor and the court, and I will never betray the court."

Although the sound in the cave was about to be heard outwards, Liu Dabangchui also heard a little movement at the entrance of the cave. He hurriedly stuck out his big butt and looked into the cave. He saw that it was pitch black and there was nothing. Liu Dabangchui felt a little shivered.

He looked around and saw that it was full of soldiers holding swords. Wu Hanchao's face was covered in sweat. He stood beside him with his eyes wide open, and his posture was almost like kicking him away and jumping down. Liu Dabangchui was brave enough to make up and shouted desperately into the hole: "Master. Are you alive or dead? You're just a squeak!"

It's okay for Yang Ling and the other two to speak softly in the cave. He shouted at the top of the house, and the sound echoed and rolled down like a burst of thunder, shaking the dust on the cave walls. Yang Ling and Hong Madam hurriedly closed their eyes and approached their bodies and lowered their heads to avoid them. When the dust fell, Yang Ling hurriedly raised his head and shouted, "Don't let it go, you almost got shocked to death. Pull me up!"

After shouting, he quickly closed his eyes and lowered his head. Sure enough, another dust fell. Liu Dabangchui heard it clearly on the top of the hole, and couldn't help but lay at the entrance of the cave like a toad that was full of breath and laughed. At the same time, he looked around and said, "Master is alive, hahaha, I heard Master is still alive, I heard Master scolding me!"

Wu Hanchao was only to his heart when he heard this and hurriedly shouted: "Hurry, hurry up, find a rope and save the adults!"

The lost actors were suddenly distracted. They looked around for a long time, but couldn't see anything to save people. Yang Hu was not sure about his life and death because his wife was also in a hole. He was so anxious that he was not under Wu Hanchao and others. When he saw this, he couldn't help but feel angry. He rushed over and pulled off the rope with a treasure hook from the waist of a player. After trying it, he shouted: "Who has the hook? Take it out and tie it together, hurry up!"

Just now, a few people who used quilts to open the shed with quilts and rushed over and tied four quilts into a rope that was eight or nine meters long. Yang Hu squatted at the entrance of the cave and slowly pushed the rope into the entrance of the cave. While lifting his breath, he said loudly: "Madam, are you okay?"

He knew that his wife's skills were especially good. If Yang Ling was alive, then his wife would definitely not have anything to do. Sure enough, the voice of Hong Niang from the cave said, "The rope entered the cave and couldn't see clearly, so she was wiggling around."

Yang Hu was delighted and quickly sent the rope and swayed gently. The iron hook hit the hole wall and made a crisp sound. Wu Hanchao held the sword in his hand and stared at Yang Hu tightly. If he dared to have something to do when he came to save people, he would immediately use his sword to kill him. Yang Hu glanced at him and just sneered.

Cui Ying'er listened to the sound and quickly reached out to grab the position when the sound was in her ears. She grabbed the rope, wrapped it around Yang Ling's waist twice, then handed the rope to his hand, and said, "Catch the rope and go up first!"

Yang Ling knew that his director was not in his personal force. Although he was a dignified factory supervisor, when he arrived here, he was like a tiger entering the sea and had no use of martial arts. So he did not politely with her. He hurriedly thanked her, and tightened the rope and pulled it up by Yang Hu.

When the monks saw Yang Ling showing his head out of the cave, they couldn't help but cheer loudly. Wu Hanchao rushed into the Tartar group like crazy from Yang Ling's cave, fighting desperately to kill nearly twenty brave men, like bloody men, and was injured several times, but they were completely unaware of it. When they saw the factory manager coming out, they breathed out and almost fell to the ground.

Liu Dabangchui grinned with his big mouth, and only a gap was left in his eyes. As soon as Yang Ling was pulled out halfway, he rushed over, hugged him and pulled him into the hole.

Yang Ling hurriedly untied the rope, and Yang Hu swung the rope into the hole. Liu Dabangcui looked at the red bumps bulging in the middle of Yang Ling's nose and said strangely: "Sir, you fell down the hole and you are not injured. Why did you hit your forehead?"

Yang Ling glared at him angrily, and then he realized that the sound of killing was constantly shouting around, and he couldn't help but say in surprise: "The Tartars did not retreat? Why didn't they attack the mountain? Have our reinforcements arrived?"

Wu Hanchao held him and said, "Mr. Hong Fu Qitian. The military soldiers met the soldiers under General Du, who were rushing to help Yangyuan and returning to Datong. When the Tartars saw that the master fell into the cave, they lost the energy to continue attacking Bai Dengshan. Now they are fighting with General Jing Qian at the foot of the mountain!"

When Yang Ling heard that he was the position of General Qian, he felt a little relieved. General Qian had at least a thousand soldiers under his command, and with more than 300 people on the mountain, he was no longer at a loss in terms of number. He just didn't know how many cavalrymen this General Qian had. If they were all infantry, it would be better to call him up the mountain earlier. Otherwise, the infantry would win against the cavalry, and the defeat would be a big defeat.

Yang Ling looked back and saw that the red lady Cui Yinger was holding the rope with one hand, and Yang Hu had already lifted it up. She was still wearing men's clothes, but her hair was messy and her cheeks were slightly dizzy. Her beautiful eyes were just right as soon as they came out of the hole. She couldn't help but look away and jumped to the hole in a hurry. The charm seemed ashamed and timid as she looked very feminine.

Yang Hu rarely saw his wife showing such a posture, and he couldn't help but feel suspicious at first sight. He glanced at Cui Ying'er suspiciously, then looked at Yang Ling. Yang Ling was just not concerned about the defense of men and women just to survive, and consciously had a clear conscience. So he looked at him calmly, then turned to Wu Hanchao and said, "Let's go to the mountain pass to see what the battle is going on."

Most of the fans guarded the mountain pass, followed dozens of personal guards. After hearing the adult's words, everyone surrounded him and walked to the edge of the mountain. Master Huo Wu and a few horse thieves looked at each other and wanted to escape. However, in a melee, the horses were still left at the mountain pass, and there were soldiers at the foot of the mountain. Where can they escape?

Although Cui Ying'er knew that the situation in the cave was forced to do so, she still felt a little ashamed of her husband. So she looked a little panicked when she left the cave. At this time, she had recovered from her calmness. She slid her hair and said lightly: "Yang Ling has something to say first. Today, she will not do anything, and the officers and soldiers are not completely unfaithful. I can trust this person's words!"

Yang Hu snorted dissatisfiedly, but if he really wanted to leave, he had nowhere to escape now. Now he could only believe that Yang Ling would keep his promise. The battle at the foot of the mountain was related to their life and death. Several people also walked to the edge of the mountain, stood there in a flat place, and watched down.

At this time, a big battle was going on at the foot of the mountain. Although Yang Ling had never seen this man from Du Renguo, he had heard of his name for a long time. He had a thick-backed machete in his palm, weighing more than 60 pounds. He was said to be the number one strong general of the Ming Dynasty. He once slashed the galloping horse into two halves on the battlefield, and was shocked by the Tartars as the god of war.

It’s a pity that this god of war only cares about personal martial arts and never cares about battle strategies. As soon as he met the enemy, he led the army to rush over to kill the generals. Although he was brave and unforgettable, he swung the generals with a big knife. It was really a human block to kill people. The Buddha blocked the Buddha and was very powerful, but it had no effect on the outcome of the entire battle, so he lost more and won less.

However, the border army's worship of his place reached its peak, and many powerful generals were proud of him. Min Wenjian, the magistrate of Jiming County, was originally a Qianzheng under his command, and his style of fighting was exactly the same as his.

Now, the general Jing Qian, the general at the foot of the mountain, is the adopted son of Du Cangzi, the general of Datong. He is only thirty years old. He is bloodthirsty and likes to kill, just like his adopted father Du Renguo. He personally slaughtered the land of the land with no one thousand, and there are eight hundred. He is called the Ghost King by the soldiers of the Three Passes. General Jing Qian is proud of this and specially made a big banner with the three big words "Ghost King Jing" written on it. It really has the effect of evil ghosts traveling and avoiding strangers.

He arrived at this time, although it was a coincidence, it was not without reason. Yang Ling received the news that the three guards of Duoyan had set out for Datong. On the one hand, he strengthened the reconnaissance of detailed and spies in the city, and on the other hand, he ordered the commander of Taiyuan Guard Zhang Yin to lead his army to Jinshatan to wait for the order. At the same time, because the main force of the Tatars had moved to Hukou, he ordered the troops to reinforce the troops who were in the northern pass to return to Datong.

General Jing Qian received the order and led his army back to the army. The man who was sent to Datong to report the news was halfway through Yangling. When he saw a soldier, he immediately abandoned his ankle and dismounted and hurriedly reported the news for support.

Before Mr. Jing Qian finished listening, he excitedly got on his horse and led the army away from the official road, and rushed to Bai Deng Mountain in the diagonal stern. The Ghost King Jing had only 300 cavalry under him. The front army rushed to the foot of Bai Deng Mountain, while the infantry in the rear army was still several miles away.

Mr. Jing Qian didn't talk about the left wing, the right wing surrounded the routine, and the main force attacked the middle lane, leading more than 300 cavalry Sanyong into the enemy formation like a gust of wind. With a sharp spirit, he came to charge and strangle. A large sword team was invincible, and blood was splattered everywhere, and the Tartars were killed off guard.

Yang Ling stood at the top of the mountain and saw a black-robed general bathing blood. The cloak behind him was like a black cloud. The sword in his palm was raised high, and a cold light flashed. A blocking Tartar was chopped into two pieces by a knife with his weapon. The knights behind him were extremely fierce, fighting each other for desperate battles, like crazy tigers.

Yang Ling was moved and said, "This man is so brave. Is he the General Manager Jing Qian under General Du?"

A monk replied: "It's Lord Di, this person is the Ghost King Jing, who is famous for the third level!"

Wu Han praised: "A sword and a weapon were split into two, and the knife in his hand was at least fifty kilograms. He is such a powerful general!"

When Yangling watched the battle at the foot of the mountain, the Tartars were no longer willing to fight and were gradually retreating. There was a Ming army helmet and a crooked armor running over from a distance. He felt relieved and said with a smile: "Well, this person charges and falls into battle. He is indeed a powerful general, worthy of the Ghost King. He just doesn't know what the strategy of the battle formation is. If he is brave and scheming, it will be a blessing for my Ming Dynasty!"

Soradi heard the report saying that the young man suspected of being an important general in the Ming army had fallen into a cave. Although the soil mountain was not very high, it was more than a hundred feet long. If it fell down, it would be impossible to get a physiological situation. He was satisfied and was about to lead the army to retreat quickly. He did not beware of a Ming army and would kill the generals, and he did not talk about any rules at all.

This really killed the master. Even though this Tartar general had been through many battles, the tired army was chaotic and could not form an effective counterattack for a while. The two armies were stuck together and immediately fell into a tough battle.

The Ghost King Jing led the way, waved the sword in his hand, threw his head away, and his strong body fell down with a bang. A Tartar saw it from afar, took out a trip rope and shook it a few times, and was able to see it right away and threw it out.

General Jing Qian was chasing a Tartar whose weapon was cut off. He was frustrated and the horse fell down with a sudden storm. Seeing the opportunity, the Tartars next to him immediately waved their weapons and rode their horses.

The Qianmao reacted very quickly. The moment the horse fell to the ground, his legs were already away from the stirrups, and his legs kicked on the horse's back, and he jumped up with the momentum and elasticity. The war horse fell to the ground with a burst of snow, and he also fell in the air. A force slashed Huashan, and the power and speed were perfectly combined. Shocking Tianjie shouted loudly and the long sword slashed!

The horse was riding across the horse in front of him, and saw an unstoppable lightning slashing down, and then slid off the war horse. With a loud shout like General Jing Qian, the sword cut off the saddle and split the horse's ridge. A short and strong Mongolian horse was chopped into two pieces by a slight rushing, and a bloody light suddenly spitted him into a vague blood man.
Chapter completed!