Chapter 469 (1/2)
Originally, song Yan planned to go to Ningwu city tonight to rob the government's Treasury, but he was invited to dinner alone, so he had to postpone the plan to tomorrow night.
There are hundreds of peaks in Heifeng mountain range, and the highest and largest one is Chaoyang peak.
Chaoyang peak mountain road is rugged, easy to defend and difficult to attack. Du Heng leads his troops to attack Chaoyang peak many times, but returns with halberds.
Of course, Qinglong stronghold can become the leading stronghold of 108 strongholds. In addition to being a first-class warrior, its own strength is very strong.
First of all, there are more than 2000 people in Qinglong stronghold, while there are only more than 80 people in Qingfeng stronghold, which is incomparable.
Secondly, in addition to being alone, there are six masters in Qinglong stronghold, all of whom are second-rate peak warriors.
As for the third class warriors, there will be more, at least not a hundred.
Song Yan went to the banquet this time, not with Qi ling'er, but with bold cattle.
After a few days of training, the bull boldly looks a lot stronger.
In fact, Chaoyang peak can be seen from the top of Qingfeng stronghold, but it will take more than one hour for ordinary people to pass.
Therefore, after finishing the afternoon training, song Yan set out boldly with Niu to Chaoyang peak.
Half an hour later, song Yan and his wife had already climbed the hillside of Chaoyang peak.
A small wall of seven or eight meters high has been built here to block the way up the mountain. Only dozens of archers or stone throwing can be arranged on the wall, even thousands of troops can't attack it.
Du Heng attacked the mountain many times. He would sacrifice many soldiers and horses here every time.
”Stop, what are you doing?”
The bandits on the wall looked at Song Yan and Niu boldly.
”I'm Shen Shaoyan, the leader of Qingfeng stronghold. I've received the invitation from the lonely leader to come to the banquet.” Song Yan shouted at the bandits on the city wall.
Zhu Laosan, a small leader of Qinglong stronghold, is stationed here. He has barely cultivated his martial arts to the third level. He looks at Song Yan under his eyes and plays with the taste: ”Oh, it's the leader of Qingfeng stronghold. Wait, I'll let someone open the door for you later.”
But after waiting for five minutes, the iron door still didn't open.
At this time, another group of people came to the mountain immediately. They were quite different from Song Yan, who was only bold with cattle. There were more than 30 people, led by a middle-aged man in armor.
Song Yan receives Shen Shaoyan's memory and thinks about who he is.
His name is Xiao Lang, and he is the leader of Xuelang stronghold. He has more than 200 subordinates. His cultivation has also reached the level of second-rate martial arts.
Xiao Lang also saw song Yan, strode up and said with some cruelty: ”it's the little leader of Qingfeng stronghold, ah, no, it should be the big leader. How can you not stand here?”
”When I see Xiao in charge, I'm waiting for the people above to open the door.” Song Yan said with a smile.
When Xiao Lang heard the words, he immediately understood what was going on. Zhu Laosan was a greedy man. Anyone who wanted to pass from then on would give him some silver. If he didn't give it, he would not open the door and hang you there.
”Brother Zhu, I'm Xiao Lang from Xuelang stronghold. Please open the door.” Xiao Lang shouted to the city wall.
”It turned out that Xiao was in charge. It was easy to say, easy to say.” Zhu Laosan appeared in the city, smiling, but he didn't mean to open the door at all.
”This silver is for brother Zhu to drink!”
Xiao Lang threw a piece of silver at the city head. Zhu Laosan reached for it and put it away. He smiled more brightly: ”come to open the door for Xiao Da!”
”Crunch.”
The two iron gates were soon opened. Xiao Lang looked at Song Yan and said, ”when Shen Da is in charge, I will go first!”
With that, he waved, took his dozens of people to the mountain through the iron gate.