Chapter 1118 The King of Japan Is Getting Married Today, but the Emperor’s Uncle Is Not Here to Congratulate Him

Isn't it true that a country will be afraid of a mere resident marshal? You bring five hundred people, and I will bring a thousand. Across the mountain road next to Qingzhou is the border of Gyeongju. It is easy to recruit a thousand strong soldiers. If we engage in hand-to-hand combat and pretend to be bandits, even if we are captured later, we will not be able to investigate. Clues emerge.

This is Zhengzheng's intention to snatch Fang Ruozhu and Qin Wei away from Leng Yi!

King Quan frowned, feeling annoyed. He could obviously use Rong Leng's sign to leave Qingzhou unharmed, but he had to mess with it for a long time and chose the most difficult road. This time, Leng Yi was also involved. , more than half of the elite soldiers were lost, and as the coach, he can hardly absolve himself of the blame!

"I will go with you." Seeing that the deputy general was already planning to leave, King Quan followed directly.

The deputy general obviously knew the identity of King Quan. After hesitating for a moment, he agreed.

When King Quan left, he thought about it and sent Xingyi into the city to inform Rong Leng and Liu Wei of the matter.

The group rode for two hours to arrive at Linxian County and went straight to the county magistrate's office.

Leng Yi was injured this time, with several wounds on his body and even a broken bone in his right hand. The doctor was using a splint to fix it and hung it around his neck.

Leng Yi was a little surprised when he saw the deputy general coming with King Quan. Seeing King Quan's concern for his body, he said nonchalantly: "It's just a small injury. People who practice martial arts don't have many wounds on their bodies."

King Quan looked around and asked, "Where are Fang Ruozhu and Qin Wei?"

"They are okay." Leng Yi said: "Master Qin has some martial arts skills and is enough to protect himself. Master Fang was frightened, but not injured."

King Quan frowned: "It's hard for you to go through life and death."

Leng Yi shook his head. He was the one who promised to send her back to Beijing. Since he agreed, he had considered the danger and seriousness. If something happened at this moment, there was no reason to blame it entirely on others, but there was one thing he had to say.

Picking up a crossbow from the table at hand, he handed it over coldly: "Has the prince ever seen this kind of bow and arrow?"

King Quan picked up the crossbow and looked around: "I've never seen it before. Is this what it is?"

"It's the weapon used by those bandits." Leng Yi said seriously: "This crossbow is twice as small and lighter than the ordinary long crossbow. When those bandits were ambushing in the mountain col, they used this crossbow to shoot arrows and injure our soldiers. It's enough, but the prince may have guessed how far away they were from when they shot at us?"

King Quan thought for a while and said: "A normal long-distance shot can take about 150 steps. This kind of crossbow is smaller and has shorter arrow feathers. It should be... about 70 steps?"

Lengyi shook his head and said seriously: "At least three hundred steps."

"What?" King Quan was stunned, looking at the crossbow in his hand with a look of disbelief on his face.

He smiled coldly: "If the range of this crossbow is not too far, how could my five hundred elite soldiers not notice it? My lord, if those thieves are equipped with such crossbows, then their light cavalry and long-range shooters will be invincible. , invincible..."

King Quan also had a heavy expression on his face: "This slave has a unique structure. It has never been seen in the Central Plains. But was it made by barbarians?"

"I don't know."

Suddenly knowing that the enemy had weapons several times more powerful than himself, not only Leng Yi, but even King Quan had to pay attention.

The Qingyun Kingdom is not a troubled country, and the emperor is a cautious person. For this reason, the country's weapons control has always been relatively strict. This is why King Quan has been stationed in Liaozhou for decades, and he can only raise 200,000 rebels. The reason is that soldiers are easy to find, but weapons are difficult to prepare.

Ordinary weapons can be refined in a self-built iron workshop, but if they are more advanced and refined, it will require countless craftsmen to brainstorm and spend countless energy, money, and time to make them.

Looking at the crossbow in his hand again and again, King Quan's frown never relaxed.

He couldn't figure it out. He was just catching two young people who had escaped. The other party would actually use such a terrifying new weapon. If there was a real confrontation between the two armies, what kind of terrifying weapons would the other party use?

There was a long silence.

After a long while, Leng Yi said: "The prince has an idea about this matter. As for Mr. Fang and Mr. Qin, I'm afraid we have to ask the third prince for help."

Only half of the elite troops he had led were left. Leng Yi himself was injured, and he could no longer force himself, both in public and private matters, and spent more troops just for two outsiders.

If the third prince came forward, maybe Fang Ruozhu and Qin Wei would look a little ugly, but after all, there would be no casualties.

The queen's people can ignore the soldiers stationed in Qingzhou, but they can't even deny the third prince's face.

Under normal circumstances, as long as the queen is not crazy, she will not dare to act rashly when she sees the banner of the Third Prince.

King Quan knew Leng Yi and tried his best. He patted him on the shoulder, weighed the crossbow in his hand, and held it tighter: "I will let Aleng know. As for this thing, I will take it away."

Since Leng Yi had told King Quan, he had no intention of hiding anything, and said generously: "I hope the skilled craftsmen in the mansion can understand the secrets of this slave. If one day, our Central Plains Army can also wear this slave, it will definitely inspire the soldiers." Morale, of course, this general will also be sent to Kyoto. This needs to be explained clearly to the prince first."

King Quan understood, nodded, and praised: "Marshal Leng is righteous."

Fang Ruozhu and Qin Wei were in a hurry to leave, and now that they were fighting fiercely, they were even more determined to leave Qingqing as soon as possible. If they stayed here for one more day, it would be even more dangerous.

But now that the garrison was defeated and suffered heavy casualties, it was really hard for the two of them to rush Leng Yi at this time.

In the end, Leng Yi came over in person and conveyed a message to the two of them: "Leng has handed over the task of escorting the two of them to the Third Prince. We only need to wait for the Third Prince's men to arrive before the two of them can set off back to the capital."

After hearing this, Fang Ruozhu immediately frowned, but Qin Wei knew that there was no other way. He nodded to Leng Yi and solemnly said: "Marshal's kindness, Qin will remember it."

Leng Yi did not look at Fang Ruozhu's obviously unhappy face and said: "In non-wartime, more than two hundred elite soldiers in the battalion were lost. Leng takes it seriously..."

Qin Wei added: "After returning to the capital, Mr. Qin will inform the governor of the matter. The marshal does not need to blame himself. The pension of the soldiers, the resettlement of the family and other issues can be handled freely."

With his words, Leng Yi finally felt better. He nodded silently and didn't stay in the room longer. After a while, he left.

Liu Wei was still sleeping when Rong Leng received the news from someone sent by King Quan.

She was really sleepy. She lay down on the bed and slept for half a day.

It was not yet evening, and the lobby downstairs was decorated with joy, but only the servants of the post house were busy.

Fu Zichen and Xiao Li both returned to the room. As the only witnesses to the marriage, both of them were quite boring.

Liu Xiaoli didn't even understand why he had to get up so early today. Besides, his mother, who was very nice, suddenly wanted to wear women's clothes. The skirt and bun were only used by girls.

The subordinate sent by King Quan was a familiar face that Rong Leng had some impression of. In fact, King Quan had always used the Yizi Army as an official force, that is, Xingyi's group. Because of their shaman ancestry, strong physiques, hard work, and witches, The unique insect and snake life-saving thing of the tribe is more appropriate and better at fighting than the ordinary dead soldiers from the Central Plains.

But this time the sheepskin of the Wu Clan's rebel leader has been completely torn. The rebel army did not deal with the rebels in front of them, but eradicated them in one go. This was King Quan's utmost patience to take the overall situation into consideration and not alert the snake. Naturally, all people need to be replaced.

This is the new guard. He has a rough face. Rong Leng has seen him twice and knows that this person is a bit indifferent, but he is loyal at least.

The other party handed over a small letter written by King Quan himself.

Rong Leng unfolded it and read it. His dark eyes circled around the two short lines of text a few times. Then he casually squeezed the letter into a ball and threw it to the guard.

The guard hurriedly caught it and looked at the aloof young prince in confusion.

Rong Leng's voice was very calm, but his tone was cold and without any warmth: "Today, the king is getting married, but the emperor's uncle didn't come to congratulate him. Why should I care about his business?"