The Beacon Record of the Eight Parts of the Dragon [Xiao Feng x Murong Fu colleagues]

"I've seen battleships burn on the edge of Orion."

——Wu Youshallnotpass Changfeng

Yuanfeng four years in August.

Hulu River side, Sanchuankou.Jingyuan Barracks.

"Qian Ju is good at archery!"

There was a cheer from a distance, and the voice was still childish.

That arrow sank deeply into the bull's-eye that was a hundred paces away, and the white feather at the tail of the arrow trembled slightly.

Liu Changzuo retracted his bow and turned around.

A soldier stood by the side of the trial field, leading two teenagers, both wearing burlap clothes with a few patches, which were cleanly washed.Both of them carried a bamboo stick and several cloth bags.One is good-looking and healthy, and the other is slightly taller than his companion, with thick eyebrows and big eyes, with a heroic look in his eyebrows.He blurted out the praise just now.

Seeing the deputy head of the capital looking over, the soldiers bowed down to salute, and the two young men rushed to pay respects.

Liu Changzuo said "please get up", handed the bow and arrow to the soldiers behind him, and stretched out his hands to help each other.He had seen countless people in half his life, but for a moment he couldn't understand the origin of these two young men.

"Reporting to Qianjue," said the soldier, "the two young masters said that they were envoys sent by Elder Wang Jiantong, the leader of the Beggar Clan. They just knocked on the gate of the camp to ask to see Qianjuris, and they said they had something important to tell." The taller boy took out a letter from his pocket, handed it to the soldiers, and presented it with both hands.

Liu Changzuo carefully read the Zhanxin letter twice from beginning to end, his expression remained unchanged, and he folded it and handed it back properly.

There are many disciples of the Beggars' Gang, and they are well-informed and well-informed. They are the largest gang in the martial arts.Although the martial arts in the army are all marked with the word "wu", but one is in the court and the other is in the field, the boundaries are clear, and there is little communication on weekdays.Only the Beggar Gang was loyal to the imperial court. In those days, Elder Wu Changfeng was guarding the Yingchou Gorge alone. A ghost-headed knife made the tiger and the tiger come alive.Afterwards, the officials were grateful and awarded a gold medal for meritorious service.This matter has been widely circulated in the rivers and lakes and in the army.Therefore, the relationship between the beggar gang in the army has always been quite close.

"Hero Qiao, Hero Jiang," Liu Changzuo said, "You two young heroes, seeing each other today will make you very happy."

When he was stationed in Rongzhou, he had made friends with Wang Jiantong, now seeing his old friend's handwriting, he feels very cordial.After inquiring about Wang Jiantong's recent health condition, he exchanged some pleasantries, and then invited the two of them into the tent for a detailed talk.

In the account, Liu Changzuo immediately drove away.

It turned out that the letter said that today Wang Jiantong sent Qiao and Jiang from Bianjing to bring an important piece of information, but did not mention the specifics.When there was no one around, Qiao Feng reported the matter one by one.

The more Qiao Feng went on, Liu Changzuo's expression became more and more serious, and when he finished speaking, his brows were tightly knitted.He walked around in front of the case with his hands behind his back, suddenly turned around, pointed at Qiao Feng's nose, and shouted sharply:

"Qiao Feng! Do you know the benefits of what you said today!"

"Qiao and Wang Jiantong dare to guarantee their lives, this matter is absolutely true!" Qiao Feng immediately knelt down on both knees, widened his eyes, and replied generously.

"Why did you conceal it and not report it?" Liu Changzuo was still angry, "It involves a military country, and he didn't think of reporting it to the court until the eve of the army's raid. How can this Wang Jiantong be so confused! If he misses the military opportunity, I'd like to see him." Can the old bones bear the burden!"

"Qian Jue scolded well!" At this moment, Jiang Changyun, who was kneeling beside Qiao Feng and had never spoken, hastily handed over a sentence.This sentence amused the angry Liu Changzuo.

Seeing that the vice-captain's face was pale, Jiang Changyun then proceeded to explain cautiously: "Qian Ju doesn't know something. It's not that the Beggar Gang dared to conceal it, but that this 'Sorrowful Breeze' is too secretive."

The "Sorrowful Crisp Breeze" in his mouth is a drug used by Xixia intelligence agency Yipintang. It is colorless and odorless like water. When the bottle cap is opened when it is used, the poisonous water will turn into steam, and even the enemy's martial arts will not be able to know it. After being poisoned, his eyes hurt, his whole body became limp, and he lost all his combat power.

Elder Wu Changfeng of the Beggar Clan was guarding Yingchou Gorge to prevent Xixia Yipintang assassins from assassinating Marshal Yang. Afterwards, he found this thing on the corpses of Xixia warriors, but he didn't pay attention at that time.The day before yesterday, the Beggar Gang foiled another plot to assassinate a high-ranking general of the Song Army, and captured the leading Xixia warrior alive, and found this thing from him again.Only after being tortured did he realize that it was an extremely secret and vicious blind drug.

Wang Jian knew with all his heart that the matter was of great importance, so he had to immediately report to the Five Routes of Xia's army to know.After much deliberation, Liu Changzuo was the only one in the Fifth Route Army who was acquainted with Liu Changzuo, so he sent his capable disciple Xingye Jiancheng to come here.

"Sirs of the Three Armies are going, but we have to be careful of this thing being secretly painted on Xixia weapons." Qiao Feng said, "As for the poisoning water source, there is no need to worry. It is said that this thing is very difficult to prepare, and the raw materials are expensive, and it only takes a lot of manpower and material resources. I got a bottle, so it is usually only used by Yipintang.”

"The loyalty of the beggar gang is as high as a mountain." Liu Changzuo said with emotion, "From the gang leader to the disciples, everyone has worries about the family and the country. The Privy Council has a high salary, but the gang of spies it raises is not as good as it is."

He hesitated to speak, and let out a long sigh.After returning to the case, he quickly wrote several books, sealed them with his own hands, stamped them with lacquer seals, summoned his own soldiers to come in, and ordered special personnel to report to the Five Armies without any mistakes.

"The leader of the Wang clan said in the letter that both of you are the pillars of the gang of beggars. They are brave and good at fighting, and they can help our army to defeat Xia." Liu Changzuo said, "This is so kind, I am honest. The two of you will go down first. Rest, and set off with my army tomorrow to watch the battle."

Qiao Feng bowed hastily and said, "Boss Wang sent two of us here, one to report the letter, and the other to help with punches. Qiao is a rough man, and he only learned boxing and foot skills in Shaolin, but the principle of 'orders and prohibitions' in the army is still to be avoided. Yes. Willing to obey Qian Jurisdiction."

Liu Changzuo smiled and nodded without saying a word.

Seeing that he was busy with military affairs, the two retired immediately, and a soldier followed to help arrange tents and pack their luggage.

After settling down, the soldiers retired.At this time, the tent was raised, and a young officer came in to greet them.

We exchanged names, his name is Guo Cheng, he is a worship officer of Jingyuan Road, a native of Zhong'anbao, he is born with sparse eyebrows, full of heroism, and he leads a vanguard of 800 sergeants under Liu Changzuo.

Qiao Feng looked at him with a smile and said: "I think Xiongtai is only eighteen or nineteen years old, and Qian Xia has already entrusted him with such important responsibilities. He is really a hero." He has a bold temperament, and these words are also sincere.

Guo Cheng smiled: "I don't know. I was poor since I was a child, and I joined the army when I was young. I just wanted to provide my family with a mouthful of food. Thanks to the help of my brothers along the way, I have the luck to go to the army today."

Qiao Feng is also a farmer's son, hearing him say this makes him feel more affectionate.

Guo Cheng took the initiative to lead the two people around the camp, showing them the personnel affairs of various places, and recommending them one by one.He acted prudently and had the style of a general, but after all he was a boy of eighteen or nineteen years old, and he was also curious about the people and customs of Bianjing.

Qiao Feng was three years older than him, and Guo Cheng respected him as "elder brother".

I saw temporary military tents all over the place, soldiers shuttled back and forth, the sound of drill callsigns, the sound of armored weapons, and the sound of horses neighing.There is a large amount of white smoke curling up by the river, where the cooking soldiers bury pots to make food.Although there are many people, the military appearance is orderly.

"I've heard for a long time that Liu Qian governed the army strictly, but seeing him today, he really lives up to his reputation." Qiao Feng couldn't help but praise.

Guo Cheng smiled and was about to say something. At this time, they had come to the side of the training field, and there was a group of hundreds of soldiers practicing under the field.

This scene was normal, but Qiao Feng couldn't help being amazed when he saw it.

The fists and kicks practiced by these soldiers may seem ordinary, but they imply martial arts skills. Qiao Feng's martial arts is superb, and he can tell it at a glance.

He took a closer look with surprise, and found that it was just an evolution and modification of the ordinary martial arts foundation.But it is not easy to change these fists and kicks that pay attention to the basics of internal skills into moves that ordinary soldiers who do not understand internal forces can use, and can be used on the battlefield.

He was thinking to himself, but Guo Cheng raised his voice and called out: "Murong."

Qiao Feng had been concentrating on speculating on Kung Fu schools just now, and only now did he notice a young man standing in the field, dressed as a young officer, crossing his arms to watch the soldiers practice, raising a few words from time to time, and sometimes going off the field himself to correct the posture of individual soldiers.

Hearing Guo Cheng's call, the young officer turned his head and looked towards them.

The author has something to say: disclaimer: I made up everything, please don't care about whether the historical details are accurate or not.