Chapter 27: The Skill Point

Shen Qingzhou's target is right in front of Fan Xian. His skill points are in front, so he must rush up.

He had thought that the protagonist Fan Xian would definitely have a lot of skill points, but he didn't expect it to be 50,000 points. As expected, plus signs appeared on the backs of the three skills: riding, hammer skills, and basic boxing.

As Shen Qingzhou finished speaking, he tapped the white horse's belly lightly. In an instant, in front of the surprised eyes of others, the horse went from being extremely active to being extremely still.

This move was amazing, and allowed everyone to witness his extremely terrifying riding skills. Everyone can ride a horse, but there are very few who can ride to this level with such a high degree of match between the horse and the rider.

The twenty or so riders behind him saw their commander stop and also controlled their horses to stop. None of them said a word, but it brought an inexplicable pressure to everyone.

This is certain. Any one of these people, picked out at random, would be a killer in the eyes of the outside world. In addition, they all have the enhancement of Shen Qingzhou, and their true Qi is different, but their body-building methods are the same. The unified military force will bring enormous pressure to others. There are only more than twenty cavalrymen here. If all his more than three hundred people come forward, the fear will be known only to the Hu people.

These are elite soldiers who have fought in many battles. They are chasing the Hu people on the grassland just like they are fighting their grandson. Their confidence has been boosted.

The red-armored cavalry had already protected Fan Xian, and Yan Bingyun's carriage had also been protected by the people who had originally surrounded Fan Xian.

"Excuse me, General, what's the important matter?" Someone next to Yan Bingyun spoke up. There must be some sociable people in the disguised caravan. However, Shen Qingzhou did not reply to him, and the atmosphere became awkward.

"You're so brave. What's your name?" Shen Qingzhou said. Looking at this celebrity face, it was hard not to be familiar with it. Although he rode his horse in front of Fan Xian for skill points, the other party was not afraid of danger, which was also quite good.

He actually has a good impression of Fan Xian in the TV series. After all, he has a modern soul and is willing to speak for ordinary people.

However, he has an aunt who is an enemy of the other party. Even though he knows that they are not related by blood, he has to repay the other party since he was raised by her. If he has the ability, he must ensure that his aunt lives a safe life.

"My name is Fan Xian. Who are you?" Fan Xian said with a fist. He was quite arrogant, but seeing that the other party didn't seem to be coming for him, and this team looked like they were not easy to mess with, he decided to find out what the situation was first.

He was not afraid at all. With the teacher here, if the other party took action, no one here would be left alive. He was so confident.

"You are Fan Xian. I've heard of you. It seems that you are not as annoying as the other people in your Fan family." Shen Qingzhou said. He had no good impression of Fan Sizhe's family.

In movies and TV dramas, he is a funny character, and even in real life, but when facing people at the bottom of society, he is also an out-and-out playboy, who can take away a business idea with just a few words.

Although he was given money, it was also a form of oppression by force, and there was no question of willingness or unwillingness. In this era, this was actually normal, but who could blame Shen Qingzhou for not being a person of this era?

Not to mention, Fan Jian might be the culprit who made him go to the military camp at such a young age. Don't say that this was an opportunity. Without him, he wouldn't have achieved what he has now. There is no such thing. Shen Qingzhou has always relied on his own talent.

"Your Excellency." Fan Xian wanted to ask something else.

"If you want to know who I am, you will know soon. You guys do your thing and I'll just take a look." Shen Qingzhou said, then rode around in a circle, leaving everyone puzzled.

[Host contacts the agent, obtains skill points × 5000]

[Host contacts Yan Bingyun, gains skill points × 20000] [Host contacts Teng Zijing, gains skill points × 10000]

Shen Qingzhou was happy in his heart as he still had to be the protagonist, but he felt quite strange. It would be fine if Yan Bingyun had more skills, but why was it Teng Zijing? Was it because his death moved so many people?

"Forget it. It seems that you are not very welcoming to me. By the way, Fan Xian, has anyone told you that people above the ninth rank can hear the breathing sounds of people across the wall? Haha."

Fan Xian's carriage also arrived along with the red-armored cavalry. Shen Qingzhou obtained Teng Zijing's skill points and naturally guessed that the other party was in Fan Xian's carriage.

Although he had no true energy, no ninth-grade master was as sharp-eyed and sharp-eared as him. This was the evolution of his body itself. He sensed it just by listening.

Shen Qingzhou rode away on his horse, and more than 20 cavalrymen in leather armor followed him without saying a word.

"Let's go." Yan Bingyun said, and he was about to leave. Even if Shen Qingzhou didn't come, he couldn't do anything to Fan Xian. Besides, he had already guessed who this person was, and he was surprised to see that the Red-Armored Knight was still so confident.

Moreover, the cavalry under his command seemed to be much more elite than the red-armored cavalry, which made him think of that man, that child from another family.

“After I left the city, I learned that General Shen had returned triumphantly today, and His Majesty had ordered that all those with salaries of more than 1,000 dan should leave the city ten miles to welcome him.

Don't mess with him after you return to Kyoto. Wait until I come back to talk to you. He is definitely a ninth-rank master, and his subordinates are much more resistant to poison than ordinary people. Be careful." Fei Jie said something to Fan Xian as they passed each other and left.

Fan Xian was secretly surprised, for he already knew who the other person was, General Shen Qingzhou, who was famous throughout the world and an idol to all men in the world. He had made great achievements, expanded territory, and brought honor to his family.

After Yan Bingyun left, the red-armored cavalrymen also escorted Fan Xian to the main road, but something awkward happened because they ran into Yan Bingyun who was walking in front of them.

There is no way around this, since the thousands of people behind Shen Qingzhou who are protecting the valuables have caught up with him, so he has to wait for them to pass.

Fan Xian looked at this long line of cavalrymen and treasures with envy. The horses ridden by those dozens of cavalrymen just now were all good horses, but looking at this team now, there were quite a few similar horses, especially those that looked different but had the same style as the dozens of cavalrymen just now.

……

"Your Highness, people are coming." As the sky gradually reached noon, the road ten miles outside the city was crowded with people. In addition to the civil and military officials who came out to greet the general, there were also many ordinary people who wanted to go out of the city to see the young general. This was also an entertainment activity for the ancients.

Under a shed, the Crown Prince and the Second Prince in alpaca shape are waiting. He is a destined military leader, and with such tremendous achievements, what's going on?

Everyone was looking forward to it, and then they first heard the sound of horse hooves, and then saw the dust raised by the horses' hooves. Even though it had been sprinkled with water, it was of little use.

The first to bear the brunt was naturally Shen Qingzhou, the general on a white horse, wearing blood-colored armor and a blood-colored robe. The cold light of the Fang Tian Hua Ji on his victory hook flashed, as if he smelled the blood on it.

The young general on horseback was not wearing a helmet, but his eyes were fierce. He had fought his way out of a sea of ​​blood and corpses, making people want to retreat three feet away for no reason.

(End of this chapter)