The Head of the Ming Dynasty Spared His Life

Among the Miao and Yi ethnic groups in Guizhou, the black Miao belonged to An Bangyan, and the Yi Miao were even more terrifying enemies. Only the Bai Miao was inclined to the court.

Such an ally, Yan Song must win over immediately.

"Hmph! A leader of the Miao people, the master only needs to issue an order to meet her in Guiyang City. Why do you have to go there in person?" Yan Nian curled his lips.

Yan Song smiled: "The elders of this pavilion are also very quiet and want to experience the customs of Guizhou. Just sitting in the government office and listening to people talking, it is better to go to see what the Miao Village is like before making a decision. .”

The reason why Yan Song can predict things like a god and hit everything right is because he attaches great importance to investigation and research, he goes to see it with his own eyes, and understands the actual situation before he can prescribe the right medicine.

Yan Song knew that the situation in Guizhou was particularly complicated. There were also conflicts between the imperial court and the localities, between the Han nationality and the Miao and Yi, and the intertwining of Chinese and foreign forces. It was necessary to proceed cautiously and grasp first-hand information.

"Furthermore, Lan Fenghuang is the leader of the White Miao people. At this time, the Miao army is fighting against the imperial court. If she goes to Guiyang in person, she may be rejected by various forces of the Miao ethnic group, and may even take the opportunity to murder her. This pavilion always has to visit in person, so it seems that the imperial court is right." Miao Yi are sincere." Yan Song smiled slightly.

At this moment, his ears suddenly heard a very light crisp sound.

This crisp sound should be the crisp sound made by a barefoot man weighing less than 783 jins stepping on a dead tree branch a thousand meters away.

This is Yan Song's terrifying skill.

Yan Song is a peerless master who hides his secrets.

Even Gai Nie, who is known as Yan Song's best martial artist in the world, didn't respond, which means he didn't hear the voice.

But Yan Song had already heard it.

Yan Song's face changed.

Because he heard another very small sound, someone kicked another stone.

Someone attacked!

And there are a lot of them!

Yan Song's eyes were stern.

According to intelligence, this place should be Bai Miao's territory, and Bai Miao is peaceful in nature and will not send troops to attack the Han people.

So who else could it be?

Yan Song gave Gai Nie a look.

Gai Nie also reacted very quickly, immediately understood, listened attentively, and his face suddenly changed.

The two peerless masters exchanged glances.

Yan Song suddenly kicked Yan Nian away.

Yan Nian yelled: "Master, what are you doing? What did you do wrong?"

Yan Song scolded: "It's dangerous! Get out!"

He slapped the horse's ass.

Yan Nian's horse's buttocks hurt, and with a patter, he stood up and ran away in fright.

Yan Nian looked at Yan Song with a dazed expression.

Yan Song cried silently in his heart: Nima, this pavilion is in danger, and I still want to slap Yan Nian's ass, protect him and go first, this piece of shit...

With another kick, he lifted Shakespeare onto the horse and kicked the horse away.

Shakespeare yelled: "Old Yan Ge! I want to stay and face the enemy with you! We want to back to back, like epic heroes... Fuck~~~~"

Yan Song scolded with a black face: "Who is playing back to the mountain with you? Go, go!"

Shakespeare and Yan Nian, the two useless negative combat powers, fled the battlefield, leaving only Yan Song and Gai Nie.

The two looked at each other and smiled.

At this time, a wave of extremely fierce arrow rain came.Before the arrow reached his eyes, he could already smell a disgusting smell—the arrow was poisoned!And it is a poisonous snake that is a specialty of Guizhou!See blood seal throat!

At the same time, in the depths of the dense forest, the roar of unknown people sounded, as well as shadowy figures.

There are many figures, everywhere, and countless enemies come.

Yan Song and Gai Nie disappeared in place, one on the left and one on the right, dodging the first wave of arrows.

This wave of arrow rain is highly poisonous, as long as the skin is scratched, blood will immediately seal the throat and make people stretch their legs to see Hades.

Gai Nie shouted: "Mr. Yan Ge, be careful. These are Miao people's unique poison-enhancing arrows. The most troublesome weapon for my Ming soldiers."

Yan Song nodded, dodging left and right in the arrow rain, like lightning.

In the deadly rain of arrows, Yan Song dodged them one by one like a stroll in the garden, unscathed.

Gai Nie was not bad either, arrows rained down like rain, and he dodged them all, no problem.

The attacking enemies were also shocked by the performance of Yan Song and Gai Nie, and forgot to shoot for a while.

How could these two be so strong?

Also, isn't that Yan Song the head of literati?

What's the matter with martial arts skills on horseback! ! !

Gai Nie said with a smile: "Old Yan Ge, you are very quiet and want to move, and you plan to show your skills tonight? Who is the target?"

Yan Song pointed to the tallest person among the shadowy figures, and shouted: "Catch the thief first, catch the king, catch him!"