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Different from Mo Zixin's reaction, Yin Sichen blurted out: "Zixiao..."

Fujin... Zixiao... Yun Zixiao!

At the moment when Xixi came out, Yin Sichen and Mo Zixin blurted out the name of Yun Zixiao, a generation of female generals from the Yun family who were stunningly talented and dressed in bright clothes and angry horses in the early days of the founding of the Qing Dynasty.

When Xixi heard the voices of the two people, a strange emotion flashed in his eyes.

The other members of the national team have been completely dumbfounded!

This is exactly what the royal family of the Qing Dynasty did!

This is simply a model that came out of the textbook!

Every frown and smile, description of behavior, no mistakes!

Even the consultants who came with the national team couldn't find a single fault!

These consultants are all masters of Chinese studies!

They can't wait to record the picture at this moment and take it back for the students to take a good look at, so that they can see what is the real royal demeanor.

Xixi walked over gracefully, swinging her handkerchief, and made a salute to everyone.

After saluting, he sat gracefully in front of the coffee table on one side, slightly raised his armored fingers, and calmly burned incense and made tea.

Someone on one side started playing the piano.

The incense burner is curling up, the piano is playing melodiously, and the beauty is making tea.

This picture fascinated the onlookers.

Those members of the national team with eyes above the top, after seeing Xixi's skill, suddenly realized how pale and thin the tea art they were once proud of was.

After seeing the skills of the second lady of the Yun family, they realized that the highest state of making tea is not how proficient your technique is, but a state of mind.

If the mood is not enough, no matter how proficient the skills are, they can only be reduced to third-rate.

Xixi knew this very well, so she didn't go out these few days, she just honed her state of mind at home.

Either don't do it, or make it your best.

Yin Sichen and Mo Zixin looked at Xixi in front of them, and felt lost for a while.

The eyes of the two most calm men actually showed a hint of eagerness.

They didn't understand why they were suddenly so excited.

The moment Xixi walked out, something seemed to shatter in the minds of the two of them.

As if, something broke through the confinement...

The other players and consultants of the national team left by car and settled in the designated hotel.

But Mo Zixin stayed and lived on the mountain.

When going to bed at night, no matter whether it was Yin Sichen or Mo Zixin, the two of them tossed and turned and couldn't fall asleep.

The image of Xi Xi walking out of the room in a flag outfit was repeatedly played back in my mind.

Yin Sichen was better, he just felt distressed for a while.

But Mo Zixin's feeling was even stronger. He always felt that he had seen this scene before and was very familiar with it...

But now it is obviously modern, and Xixi is not a Manchu.

Xixi is a Han Chinese with pure blood. His ancestors have always lived in the Central Plains. How could he have such an illusion?

It's as if she was born to wear clothes full of people.

With this treacherous intuition, Mo Zixin finally fell asleep.

Drowsy, Mo Zixin saw that he had come to an extremely vast world, where there was a desolation, the sky was full of yellow sand, but the air was full of the smell of blood.

Just when Mo Zixin wanted to find out where he was, there was a sudden rhythmic sound of trampling iron hooves in the distance.

It was as if he was watching a 5D movie, feeling the shock brought by this blood-pulling picture up close.

A man who looked almost the same as him was riding on the back of a maroon horse in armor, with a big word "Shuo" fluttering on the banner behind him.

On the other side, there was also a burst of horseshoes. A woman in a red battle suit rushed to the front with the team behind her. The words on the banner behind her were: Cloud.

When Mo Zixin looked over intently, she almost stumbled and fell to the ground!

The woman on horseback has exactly the same facial features as Gu Xixi! It's just that her temperament of wanton flying and squinting is so different from Gu Xixi.

"My lord, is what you said true?" The eyes of the woman on the horseback were full of confidence and publicity: "I, Yun Zixiao, am willing to fight the lord! But can King Shuo really be the master?" ?”

"General Yun, as a woman, can wear armor and go into battle. Is there no one for the Han people to fight?" King Shuo pulled the rein in his hand: "We Manchus are born heroes on horseback, and what we admire is the talents of the Han people. .Even though General Yun is amazing and talented among Han people, it seems that it is not the habit of the Yun family to attack the enemy's strengths with their own weaknesses?"

"It seems that Shuo Wang is too confident. Whether he can win or not, we must first fight!" Yun Zixiao looked up to the sky with a long smile, his eyebrows flew into his temples, looking at him, Shuo Wang couldn't help shaking his eyes.

"Okay, today I will fight alone with you! As long as you can defeat this king, we will retreat thirty miles today!!" King Shuo's blue eyes sank slightly: "General Yun, be careful!"

As soon as the words fell, King Shuo shook the reins and rushed towards Yun Zixiao.

Almost at the same time, Yun Zixiao squeezed the horse's belly forcefully, and rushed towards King Shuo head-on.

The moment the two horses crossed each other, the weapons in the two hands collided fiercely.

Shuo Wang originally looked down on the Han people, especially on horseback. He was born with supernatural powers since he was a child, and he was a warrior among the Manchus.

Originally, he used the strategy of making quick decisions, beheading the enemy's head quickly, and annihilating this group of rebels by the way.

But at the moment when the weapons intersected, King Shuo suddenly realized that he was wrong!

That woman with exquisite figure and enchanting figure actually has the fighting spirit and strength not to lose to him at all!

The spear in Yun Zixiao's hand stabbed and pulled, instantly pulling the distance between the two of them.

"It seems that the Manchus are nothing more than that!" Yun Zixiao laughed wantonly: "Who said that we Han people don't have heroes on horseback? King Shuo has to be careful!"

King Shuo was provoked by Yun Zixiao, and his subordinates stopped holding back, and slashed fiercely at the top of Yun Zixiao's head.

Unexpectedly, Yun Zixiao's waist and limbs were extremely soft, and his body leaned back. The weapon in his hand suddenly picked up the strength of Shuo Wang's attack, and with one pick and one swing, four or two strokes came, instantly defusing Shuo Wang's offensive. At the same time, he bullied himself over and slapped Shuo Wang fiercely on the waist with the other end of the spear.

King Shuo has a lot of fighting experience, when Yun Zixiao came over, he twisted his strong body and grabbed Yun Zixiao's weapon with one hand.

Yun Zixiao's offensive was too old, so he had to give up and retreat quickly.

The moment Yun Zixiao retreated, the weapon in Shuo Wang's hand also retreated, and the blade brushed past Yun Zixiao's face, instantly picking off the scarf on Yun Zixiao's face!

Yun Zixiao looked at one side of his cheek from the side, a strand of long hair was cut off abruptly by the blade, and fell down together with the face scarf.

King Shuo put away his weapon, and when his blue eyes looked at Yun Zixiao, he was stunned.

He never thought that the woman who had caused him so much trouble was so...beautiful.

It turns out that Han women are so exquisite and beautiful.

This is completely different from the roughness of women on the grassland, with picturesque eyebrows, delicate and charming.

Although this Yun Zixiao is full of heroic vigor, with fair skin, plump forehead, and graceful facial features, she is still a typical beauty.

Yun Zixiao gritted his teeth and looked at the face scarf that had been picked off, and was about to admit defeat, but who knew that Shuo Wang on the opposite side said in a strange way: "I lost! I will fulfill my promise and retreat thirty miles. It's just General Yun, When we meet next time, I'm afraid I will kill you!"

Yun Zixiao's beautiful eyes widened in an instant, and she looked at King Shuo in disbelief.

King Shuo shook the reins, picked up the face scarf that Yun Zixiao had dropped on the ground with the weapon in his hand, grabbed it, and led the team to evacuate quickly.

Yun Zixiao stood there blankly, and didn't come back to his senses for a long time.

Obviously he lost, but why did he...

In the barracks of the Qing army, King Shuo, who had already taken off his armor, sat in the big tent, holding the face towel that he had picked up, on which was still a strand of Yun Zixiao's hair.

King Shuo sniffed the face towel in a strange way, and it still carried a wisp of the fragrance of a girl on it.

Shuo Wang's heart beat like a drum.

At this moment, Shuo Wang knew that he was finished.

He fell in love with the Han woman in fresh clothes and angry horses.

Then there were several battles between the two sides, large and small, and both sides hurt each other.

At first, it was just a little heartbeat, but after several confrontations, King Shuo deeply loved this Han woman, and never wanted to let go.

On this day, the two sides fought again as promised.

King Shuo looked at the woman in front of him who made him love and hate, and changed his usual calmness, but said: "I'm afraid this is our last battle. In three days, a hundred thousand troops will overwhelm us. Pay off the rebels in this area. General Yun, you only have 10,000 people, how can you fight against my 100,000 iron hooves?"

Yun Zixiao's eyes sank: "Even if you lose, you must not retreat!"

"General Yun doesn't have to think about his own life or death, so don't you also worry about the lives of your soldiers? General Yun, the general situation is set, and no matter how hard you struggle, it won't help. I can let General Yun go, but others may not." King Shuo continued Said: "I don't want to hurt General Yun, so..."

Yun Zixiao looked up at King Shuo, wondering why he was so chatty today.

If you want to fight, just fight. Where did all this nonsense come from?

Seeing Yun Zixiao's beautiful face, King Shuo couldn't help blurting out: "If you can marry me, I can protect you from death to ten thousand soldiers!"

Yun Zixiao was stunned, then burst out laughing, pointing a spear at King Shuo: "I marry you? This is the funniest joke I've ever heard! We were mortal enemies, and you were invaded by the Manchu Tartars." , killed my father and brother, humiliated my sisters, how could I marry a murderer like you?"

King Shuo looked at Yun Zixiao calmly: "Then you will just watch your soldiers die with you?"

"War, how can people not die? I, Yun Zixiao, stand upright and sit upright, and I will never be a prisoner! Kill as much as you want, where is there so much nonsense?" : "I already have a beloved man, if this is the case, please don't mention it again, King Shuo!"

What? She actually has a man she loves? Who is it, who is it!