Chapter 480: Strange people from outside the domain (Part 1)

A goshawk stretched out his wings and rushed towards a hare on the ground. But just a few feet away from the hare, an iron arrow roared, shooting it for more than ten feet, and nailed it to the ground. The hare was so scared that it flew out of the sky, with four long legs flapping fast, and was about to escape. But where could it be allowed to escape? The same iron arrow flew over with a harsh roar, nailing it to the ground.

The thick and bold roar trembled throughout the grassland. The kitten held an iron bow in his hand, had a big horse with a high head under his crotch, and walked slowly with a team of more than 500 cavalrymen. "Damn, I've been so tired in Yingtian Mansion for several years, and this time I finally transferred me to fight! Hehe, it would be better to sit in Juyong Pass than to sit in the general's mansion in a daze. Oh, every day, I went out to hunt and scare the Tartars of Yuanmeng, and they were in a good mood, and their muscles were moving. It was comfortable!" He waved his arms with great enthusiasm, and the kitten started screaming and screaming.

A group of cavalrymen who broke the camp were flattering words, so they naturally praised the kitten as a unique and invincible general in the sky and the earth. No wonder, now there are 200,000 troops under the camp, and more than 80,000 of them have joined the Huanglong Gate, and their brains have been cleaned by a divine statement. These soldiers are either the disciples of the kitten or his great-grandson. When they see the ancestors shoot their bows and arrows, they are full of enthusiasm, and there are still people who don’t flatter them?

The kitten looked back at the accompanying cavalry and nodded with satisfaction. These guys have been practicing the qi refining method of the Yiyuan Sect for several years, and the Youxian Temple has continuously sent various foundation-laying elixirs to lay the foundation for them. Each of them has at least decades of internal strength on their body. Although they have not yet reached the level of controlling the flying sword magic weapon, their martial arts are already extremely advanced after all. When fighting, facing the strong bow and crossbow of the Yuanmeng cavalry, after several battles, they did not lose a single person. It is impossible not to mention that the current combat power of the broken camp is really amazing.

Grinning, the kitten thought with satisfaction: "It's not bad, this is the most ideal army in my mind of Master Hu! Humph, but unfortunately it's still a little weak. As long as they can reach the late stage of Qi Condensation and reach the so-called innate realm, they can give each of them a flying sword to play with. Damn, tens of thousands of flying swords work together to attack, even if they are gods, they will at least be seriously injured and escape?" Thinking of the wonderful scene when these disciples reach the late stage of Qi Condensation a few years later, the kitten smiled even happier.

The cavalrymen were so happy that the kitten was happy. As long as the kitten was happy, there would definitely be good things. Maybe they would teach them one move or two moves alone, and they would be endless. At that moment, more than a dozen riders ran out to grab the rabbit and eagle that were shot to death, and were ready to take it back and please the kitten.

Suddenly, a cavalry rushing in front suddenly strangled the reins of the horse and shouted: "Ye, who are you? Why are you sleeping here? You are so brave, don't die anymore? This is where the Yuanmeng Tatars appear, you are alone... Well, there is also a little donkey, who dares to rest here?"

A little black donkey suddenly stood up in the deep grass, blinking his big eyes, looking at these fierce soldiers curiously. A young man in black robe also jumped up from the grass nest, bowed deeply to the kittens and the others, and said in a harmonious voice: "Dear generals, please accept the respect of a traveler from thousands of miles away. I am Roland, an ordinary minstrel who travels all over the world and makes a living by singing. May I ask, where is this place?"

Two sharp lights flashed in the kitten's eyes, and he stared at Roland tightly. This guy had long golden hair with bright shiny and blond hair, his egg-shaped face was very soft, his smiling face was very handsome, his blue eyes were a bit lazy and confused, and his tall and fair and delicate skin were very costly to please women. Seeing a strange harp stuck in his waist and a book with a torn sheepskin cover in his hand, it really looked a bit like the so-called... Hey, the minstrel.

After walking a few steps forward, the kitten looked down at Roland and sneered: "Oh? Did you come here from thousands of miles away? Are you from the east, or from the west? Or from the north? Well, seeing your delicate wind blowing down, you can actually cross the prairie and reach here alone, which is your luck."

When Roland saw the kitten covered in golden armor, he quickly bowed and said, "Oh, dear general, your humble servant Roland pays tribute to you. I came from the West Austria and I was safe along the way. It was not until this grassland that some fierce people wanted to rob my property. But I, Roland, had no valuable things on me, so they did not make things difficult for me and let me come over."

He pinched his long steel needle-like beard with his left hand and gently pulled it to the side. The kitten muttered, "Oh? You are too poor, so the Yuanmeng Tatars did not rob you, which is reasonable. But you are alone and can pass through the desert, desert, and Gobi Desert all the way to this place. Damn, your life is so good?" The iron bow in his hand gently pointed to Roland's shoulder, and the kitten shouted, "Then, what are you here for? Hum? Why do you say so well in your Central Plains Mandarin language?"

Roland screamed, and was stabbed to the ground by the kitten iron bow, and tilted his mouth to suck the air conditioner. "Oh my God, your power is so great. The most powerful knight in our place doesn't have the strength of you, and almost broke my shoulders... The noble general, I have long heard of the magic of the ancient Eastern Kingdoms. I envy your long and mysterious culture, so I came to travel. As for what I can speak your language, it is naturally taught to me by someone! There are also caravans from the East. It is not difficult to learn your language."

Holding the pain on his shoulders, Roland stood up and bowed to the kitten, "I dare not brag in front of you, but Roland is a recognized genius. I can speak seventeen different languages, which is not difficult. You know, Roland, is the most famous minstrel. If I go to a place and cannot let the people there understand my singing, wouldn't this be sorry for my talented singing, my wallet, my own..."

Luo Lan still had to keep talking, but the kitten was too lazy to listen, so he slapped it out directly. The strong palm wind sealed all his long-winded words in his throat. "Enough, Master Hu, I'm too lazy to listen to your long-winded words. In short, you are going to travel to the Central Plains, right? I don't care what you are in the Central Plains, but your appearance is mysterious and unknown, and you will be investigated! Damn, what kind of minstrel you say you are, can I believe it if you are a minstrel? Tell you, according to your words, people like you are called actors in the Central Plains, and the fuck they make a living by your mouth."

After looking back, the kitten shouted, "Catch this guy back and send it to Peking Prefecture for the brothers of the Jinyiwei to wash him well. If he didn't hide anything, let him move around the Beijing city. Humph, this kind of foreign actor should be more careful, so that he can sing some messy things to the people." Several soldiers responded with a loud promise, jumped off the horse, took out a rope, and quilted Roland's hands behind him, wiped his shoulders and elbows, and tied him up.

Roland yelled, "Oh God, you rude guys, I am Roland, the most famous minstrel on the Western continent. You cannot treat me like this! Even the most brutal lords will not treat a kind, harmless minstrel who conveys wonderful music and epics like this... I, I want to accuse you of barbarians to your emperors, shameless, robbery-like... Ah!"

With a scream, a soldier was too lazy to listen to his long-term words, and directly hit his elbow on his abdominal diaphragm, which made Roland roll his eyes and couldn't speak for a long time. The kitten was so happy that this golden-retriever was really interesting. Could it be that in the Central Plains, if a person with the status of his kitten killed an actor like him, even if he killed a hundred or a thousand, wouldn't it be nothing?

Shaking his head, the kitten shouted in a deep voice: "Roland, I don't care what you are in the so-called Western continent, but this is the Central Plains, the place where our Ming Emperor ruled. If you dare to disobey the laws of our Ming Dynasty, hehe!" He clenched his fist tightly with his right hand, pulled it into his chest, and then swung it hard on the grassland on the right! With a "boom", countless grasses were blown into grass powder by the violent airflow, and flew up in a mess. After the green powder all over the sky quietly settled, the grassland of five feet was already sinking three feet high.

Roland shivered all over, looked at the kitten in terror, muttering in horror: "God, what kind of damn power is this? Magic? Martial arts?... Mysterious East, strange East, terrifying East... Brutal East! Oh, you go slower, I, I can't keep up with you." Roland was so angry that he was actually pulled by a rope and dragged behind the horse. Isn't this let him eat bad food? For a moment, he didn't care about his demeanor and cursed loudly in his own dialect. However, the kitten and the others couldn't understand what he was yelling!

But the kitten and the others didn't pay attention, and they couldn't notice it at all. As soon as they left the grassland, a ragged man came out of a grass nest. The old man Xia Jie tilted his head and watched the kitten and escorted Roland away, whispering: "Who am I provoking? Didn't I just nap in the grass nest? Why was that guy slashed on his body with a palm? Oh, God, you really don't let me relax. Um, can't you be lazy?"

Xia Jie went with the weather and complained, "The heart of heaven is unpredictable, the heart of heaven is unpredictable! I would have given up my identity as a mortal and became a god! I thought I was so glorious in my previous life. After eating and drinking all day long, I thought I was a god-like happiness. But I didn't know that I had the opportunity to become a god in the end, but I gave up. Oh, if I were a god today, I could naturally corrupt in the heavens. Where would I have to work hard on the earth?"

Juyongguan, kitten and others rushed into the closing door with a large pile of prey. Roland was hung upside down on his little donkey's back, and the little donkey was dragged behind a tall horse, and ran over with food and dust. The originally shiny fur of the donkey had become scattered, and his four calves were trembling there. How could he catch up with these big horses? He was basically forced to run away by the horse. When he reached the closing door, the little donkey was no longer able to do it and fell to the ground.

The donkey fell, and Roland on his back also hit the ground with his head, almost fainted. Roland spit out a mouthful of dust from his mouth and shouted loudly. But the kitten was already thundering and rushing back with a wild smile. He stretched out his big hand and picked him up from the ground, and raised it high in his hand. "Brothers, look, look, this is a yellow-haired and blue-eyed ghost from the West. I have never seen it? It's rare? It's a rare thing? Wash him clean, change his clothes, and send it to Peking City for Lord Lu to deal with it."

Roland howled loudly: "I am a minstrel, I have a status and status. My ancestors and a nobleman once, you can't treat me like this... You barbarian guys. Put me down and let me go." He twisted his body desperately in the kitten's hand, but no matter how he looked, he couldn't break free from the kitten's grasp. Even the kitten's wrists were almost as thick as his thighs.

He tilted his head and looked at Roland who was twisting his hands desperately. The kitten sighed: "You want to go down, then go down." He loosened his hand and threw Roland from a high place. Thinking that the kitten's mount had become a first-class horse demon under the guidance of the kitten. He was 80% tall. The kitten sat upright and raised his big hand, afraid it was not three meters tall. He threw Roland into a squeak on the spot, almost drooping. Even though Roland was very erect, he could no longer shout.

Which soldier who broke the camp was not a rough man with thick hands? Especially those from Huanglongmen who practiced strong internal strength but did not know how to restrain themselves, and their daily actions were extremely powerful. A group of soldiers grabbed Roland, tore Roland's clothes apart with both hands, and threw him at the well. Roland exclaimed, and was about to protest again, but he had seen two soldiers holding huge sinks, as if they were bathing the horse, and rushed down on his head. "Ah," screamed, and Roland was unable to stand firmly by the huge current of water, and fell into the mud and water in a mess.

A day later, Roland, who was cursing and full of resentment towards the people of the Central Plains, was sent to the yamen of the Jinyiwei of the Peking Mansion by more than a dozen soldiers who broke the camp. Just then, Lu Feng brought a group of people back to Peiping from Yingtian Mansion. He immediately met Roland, who claimed to be a noble descendant in the lobby and has now become the most famous minstrel in the Western Continent.

Sitting upright on the Taishi chair, no trace of energy was pouring out. Lu Feng held a teacup in his hand and slowly savored the fragrant tea. Zhao Yue'er stood behind the screen and looked into the lobby curiously from the gap, wanting to see what the yellow-haired and blue-eyed monster looked like. She thought in her heart: "There are many yellow-haired things, such as the silhouette and the six-eyed monkey, but are there blue-eyed ones? Only the close relatives of the Qinglong and the Xuanwu have blue-eyed ones. Is this golden-haired blue-eyed person really rare?"

Roland, wearing a ragged leather armor that was eliminated by the broken camp, followed several soldiers into the lobby weakly. As soon as he entered the door, the disciples of the broken camp respectfully knelt on the ground: "Disciples meet the commander." This was said vaguely. Unless they were interested, who could tell that these disciples of the Huanglong Gate were meeting the leader?

Lu Feng smiled and raised his hand and whispered: "Forget it, get up... Go to the tent and get one hundred taels of silver rewards, and have fun in the city for two days before going back. Well, don't make trouble in the city, otherwise Li Hu will be asked to peel your skin." The soldiers kowtowed to Lu Feng with joy on their faces, stood up and walked out quickly. Lu Feng then raised his eyelids, glanced at Luo Lan, and couldn't help but exclaim: "What a handsome figure. I didn't expect that there were such romantic talents in the barbaric land in the Western Continent."

He nodded slowly, and Lu Feng said in a deep voice: "You are a guest from afar. Don't be polite, please sit down... Come on, serve tea... serve good tea. Why are they also literary and elegant people? Don't make some shameful and shabby tea leaves, so that people from foreign countries in the West can look down on the Central Plains." Seeing Luo Lanxiong sitting on the outermost magistrate chair with an angry look on his face, Lu Feng couldn't help but feel funny, and put the teacup on the coffee table, and asked in a harmonious voice: "Sir, can you safe all the way to the east?"

Roland glared at his eyes and shouted at Lu Feng: "Originally, the robbers and bandits along the way did not do anything to me. But when they arrived at the gate of your Dongtu, they were humiliated by your soldiers and gangsters. It was a reason... Are you a high-ranking official of the Ming Dynasty in Dongtu? I want to accuse the general named Li Hu. He insulted my dignity and trampled on my dignity. He was a rogue, a villain, a vulgar and shameless guy, a head full of muscles, no savage brain at all, a pure orc, a rude bandit!"
Chapter completed!