two little tour base three

Ye Wentao wished he could immediately wrap up Tang Wuyan and rush back to the Tibetan Sword Villa.Originally, Tang Wuyan was thin, and there was not much meat left after all the tossing. In the camp, he couldn't keep up with his nutrition at all. He couldn't always rely on medicinal porridge for supplements. Can't be asked for.

However, Tang Wuyan's current body really couldn't withstand the toss of the long journey, Ye Wentao had to wait patiently for him to recover with a dark face until he recovered enough to travel long distances.Probably because he could guess what Ye Wentao was thinking, Tang Wuyan also accepted the treatment obediently, slept and ate on time, and his complexion improved, Ye Wentao's complexion looked better now.

Spike soldiers approached the city, and Luoyang's broken city was close at hand. Tiance had already made the worst plan, and Tang Wuyan could still bear it from Luoyang to Fenghua Valley.

People big and small were preparing to evacuate, Ye Wentao couldn't help thinking, which side would be the ones who stayed behind.

To be honest, although the Evilman Valley and the Haoqi League sent aid out of heart or morality, the possibility of letting them stay and die, at least for now, is almost zero. Anyone can see that because of the emperor's miscalculation, leaving It is tantamount to sending death in vain.

Then there are only Tiance's people left, with long spears guarding the soul of the Tang Dynasty alone, living up to the wolf name of the Eastern Capital, and using their lives to forge glory in troubled times, it is very glorious, but also very desolate.

Both Ye Wentao and Tang Wuyan were quite idle people. They had nothing to be busy with, so Ye Wentao stayed with Tang Wuyan to talk. At this time, a sword was delivered to him.

Unwrapping the thick sword-wrapping cloth, Ye Wentao was amazed at the superior quality of the material. Although it is poor compared to the large-scale works of the Tibetan Sword Villa, it is a rare item here.

When the sword body appeared, Ye Wentao's face darkened.

The person who sent the sword said, "The owner of this sword is no longer here. Someone asked me to give it to you."

It is impossible for a swordsmith not to know his own work. This sword is clearly forged by him and given to Wen Shuyi.

Wen Shu didn't care anymore.

Why is he not here, why is he not here, who sent the sword over?Ye Wentao can think of it without too much thinking.

Tang Wuyan looked at Ye Wentao quietly, watching him slowly caress the blade of the sword, his eyes were deep.

"I'm going out for a while," Ye Wentao added after a pause, "I'll be back soon."

"Be careful on the road."

Ye Wentao rented a horse, took Wen Shuyi's sword and left. His destination was clear and there was no need to doubt it.

After galloping for a while, Ye Wentao reined in his horse in front of a military camp. Soldiers came up, many of them were his acquaintances, and he was very happy to see Ye Wentao.

"Young Master Ye!"

"Where's your general?"

Ye Wentao thought that he would never take the initiative to ask to meet him again in this life. He was not as good as God, but he was wrong. In other words, this was a trick set by Yang Cheng. It was ridiculous that he had to dig into it.

"The general is in charge of the tent, and he... also asked Mr. Ye to persuade the general."

"Is it because of the alcoholism and the depression, or is it just to vent your anger by keeping quiet?"

The soldier was very helpless, "There are all of them."

"I see." The layout of the barracks was the same as before, and Ye Wentao went there by himself. "Don't inform him, and you all stay away a little bit to save face for the general."

When the soldiers saw Ye Wentao's dark face exuding a strange aura, they all shivered cleverly. Sure enough, they sent people away a little bit, but they were still within the safe range. Their duty was that they had to care about Yang Cheng's safety. .

Lifting the curtain, a smell of alcohol came over his face, Ye Wentao frowned in disgust, the coach's tent was so messy, it was not as good as the refugee's temporary residence, at least they cleaned it up.

Ye Wentao saw Yang Cheng who was about to mold in the corner. The wine jars rolled around him and fell to the ground, and some were smashed. It seems that everyone who wanted to clean up was thrown out by him. They were unkempt and disheveled. He has an image, how can he still have the appearance of a majestic general?

"Yang Cheng."

The unknown creature moved its fingers.

Ye Wentao looked at him indifferently, "Get up."

"Qiantao, are you asking Tao..." Someone stood up tremblingly, speaking intermittently tremblingly.

Ye Wentao still looked at him coldly, "Didn't you send the Shuyi sword here just to let me come over? Shuyi, what does it mean that he is not here?"

"It's gone, it's gone..." Yang Cheng suddenly sprang up and grabbed Ye Wentao's shoulder. He was a man of eight feet, and he couldn't cry at this moment, his hoarse voice was messed up in every aspect.

He was not in the army, but he went to the battlefield with him. Yang Cheng thought that he was the one who would die, but he didn't expect that a wave of sword energy was rippling, and a town of mountains and rivers saved his life. He was trampled to death by thousands of troops.

I couldn't find it no matter how hard I looked, and I couldn't find anything except the sword.

"The meaning of the book is gone! To save me, there is no body left! Wen Tao Wen Tao, don't go, the meaning of the book is gone, don't want me, don't go..."

After all, he actually leaned forward, his eyes were obviously without the slightest expression, and they were so desperate that they were empty.

"Oh!"

Shocked by the pain, Yang Cheng sat on the ground and looked at Ye Wentao in disbelief. Ye Wentao gave him a sideways glance, "I have a wife, be careful."

Unwrapping the sword cloth, the sword is not dead, and the edge is flowing. Ye Wentao took two sword flowers in his hands, raised the door curtain and went out without looking back, "Pick up your fire dragon and come with me. I will make you a weapon, isn't it?" Used to eat ashes!"

Clearing the field at the gate, Ye Wentao stood and waited for a while for Yang Cheng to come out, holding a weapon but he didn't look like a soldier, Ye Wentao thought, even a three-year-old child could fly his weapon.

Ye Wentao really didn't care about Yang Cheng at all, and even had resentment because of the wound he had broken open, but seeing Yang Cheng's cowardly appearance, Ye Wentao only felt angry and stopped at all. not come down.

"Ask Tao..."

"I'm not familiar with you, don't call me that." Ye Wentao raised his sword and pointed at him, "Let's make a move."

Yang Cheng obviously didn't understand, but just stared at him blankly, motionless.

Ye Wentao really had the urge to slash him with a sword, who would show him this dead look!

"Chong!"

Ye Wentao lifted the fire dragon in Yang Cheng's hand with just one sword, and kicked him to the side of the fire dragon by the way.

"Get up, take up arms!"

"Well,"

Ye Wentao's kick was not light, Yang Cheng's hand that was supporting his body slipped and fell down again. He repeated this three times before he got up and held the fire dragon.

"Are you dead, leading troops like this? Well, for the sake of being brothers, rather than letting you die at the hands of the Spike Army, it is better to let you die at my hands."

Yang Cheng didn't believe that Ye Wentao would kill him. This was his first reaction when he was a little sober and clearly heard this, but what Ye Wentao did next was completely different from his thoughts.

Sword moves with murderous intent are different from sword moves without murderous intent. Yang Cheng clearly felt the real murderous intent. After being depressed for a long time, encountering murderous intent again made him suddenly smart, but his powerless moves were not Ye Wentao. opponent?

I, do you want to die... Ahh, instead of dying in the hands of the Wolf Fang Army, maybe it would be better to die in the hands of Ye Wentao.

Yang Cheng lowered his hand slowly, and it was not bad to just die like this.

If you die, what does it mean to me?

Closing his eyes, suddenly, in the last battle, Wen Shuyi flew in through the air, ringing the sword that landed beside him, and plunged deep into the soil, creating a chance for him to break through.

He could even imagine Wen Shuyi's expression at that time, it was absolutely smiling, just like the way he punished the gangsters when he met for the first time, the trail leader who came down from Mount Hua showed a faint, clean smile.

Like ice pond snow water, cool and noble.

His life was bought by Wen Shuyi!

If she died now, what would Wen Shuyi do!

When the Shuyi sword was less than two inches away from Yang Cheng's throat, he suddenly moved in a daze, no matter what, his skills and kung fu were placed there, the moves were clean and neat, and his body's memory of martial arts was too deep.

However, he has been shackled for a long time, and now he is not Ye Wentao's opponent at all. He blocked the air with one move, and Yang Cheng thought it was really over.

Ye Wentao raised his eyebrows, and the blade deflected, barely brushing against Yang Cheng's neck, leaving a light bloodstain.

"Isn't it still moving, huh?"

Yang Cheng sat on the ground exhausted, covered his eyes and shook his head. Ye Wentao withdrew his sword and looked at him indifferently, without making a sound or moving, just looking at him normally.

After a while, Yang Cheng suddenly let out a low laugh, he slowly let go of his hand, looked up at the sky, "Thank you."

"There is nothing to thank, I just feel sorry for Shuyi."

"What would happen if I didn't make a move just now?"

"I will really kill you."

Ye Wentao was indeed not joking, he handed the Shuyi sword over, "Leave the sword to you, Shuyi will want it to be with you even more. Take Shuyi's relic with me, I will send it to Chunyang .”

"It's troublesome." Yang Cheng took the sword, as if holding a treasure, carefully, his fingers outlined the lines on the sword body and said softly, "Shuyi is right, I am a scum, and I regret it when I lose it, what a scum .”

"Although I should say a few words of comfort to you, I want to say that it's too late to understand."

"It's late, yes, it's late, it's late..." Yang Cheng muttered to himself, his voice was low and hollow, and Ye Wentao had to admit that he was still very worried when he heard it.

As soon as the subject changed, Yang Cheng suddenly raised his head and looked directly at Ye Wentao, "How are you doing now, I seem to have heard you say you have a daughter-in-law before?"

Tsk, I'm really half asleep and half awake. "Very good, daughter-in-law, you have met, Tang Wuyan."

"It really is him." A gloomy look flashed in Yang Cheng's eyes, and then he let out a long sigh, "The relics of Shuyi have been put away, you can ask someone to take you to get them, I want to be alone for a while."

"Ah."

Ye Wentao turned his back and didn't take two steps. He stopped and didn't look back. He suddenly raised his voice, "Smelly rascal!"

The crisp voice made Yang Cheng tremble all over, and even his nose couldn't help feeling sour. This is really, a long-lost title...

Yang Cheng rubbed his nose, took a deep breath, tried his best to make his hoarse voice not so unpleasant, and tried to bring back the accent he used to have.

"Master?"

Ye Wentao couldn't help laughing. Sure enough, even if the friendship was exhausted, only Yang Cheng sounded the most pleasing to the ear, and people's habits are terrible.

"When I return triumphantly in the future, I will personally welcome the general!"

Yang Cheng didn't expect that what Ye Wentao was going to say was this, he was stunned for a moment, and suddenly burst out laughing.Ye Wentao felt that he should want to laugh out loud, but because of that hoarse voice, it didn't sound pleasant, but rather indescribably desolate.

"it is good!"

This was the most articulate and confident word Yang Cheng said tonight. After Ye Wentao received the reply, he nodded and left without looking back.

Ye Wentao took away Wen Shuyi's belongings, but they were just two pieces of clothes and a waist pendant. Most of his things should be left in Chunyang?

Shuyi, Ye Wentao stroked the clean clothes, you left in such a hurry, how should the people who stay behind bear it?Did you see that idiot Yang Cheng finally woke up.

It's a loss that he woke up in exchange for your death.When I'm free in the future, I'll help you teach him a lesson.

Calligraphy...

In the evacuated carriage, Tang Wuyan saw Ye Wentao's sad eyes, leaned towards him, stretched out his hand to hold Ye Wentao's cold hand tightly, he is not good at comforting people, that's all he can do now.

Ye Wentao held it back and smiled lightly, indicating that he was fine.

Life is actually very fragile, if you are not careful, you will not be able to grasp it, so I will hold you firmly, you are mine.

The Luoyang troops withdrew, and the camps of Evilren Valley and Haoqi League were also moved to Fenghua, as a temporary measure to delay the troops.

The only one left behind was the Guide camp led by General Tiance Yang. When the city was broken, the spears immediately rode without taking a step back.

In this battle, the remaining soldiers guarding the city interpreted the glory of the wolf of the Eastern Capital with their lives. From generals to soldiers, there were more than [-] soldiers, and none of them survived.

The author has something to say: In fact, every time I see An Shi, there is no plan, and the ruins in various books, I still can't help worrying, ah, it's not easy for military men.Exam week is coming, so the update will be slower

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