Their Lucky Star Was Transmigrated!

At the southern entrance and exit of Sanhe Town, a team of knights came at full speed.

The leader of the knights bears a half-human-high flag with the character "Swallow" written by the boss.

Yan represents the King of Yan.

And this team of knights are all dressed in black armor, so the clothes show their identities, they are the most elite whirlwind knights under the command of King Yan.

There were only three thousand people in the whirlwind ride.

However, the most brilliant record of the 3,000 Whirlwind Riders was one against ten, 3,000 vs. 30,000, killing the Northern Barbarian cavalry who were best at cavalry and fled.

From there, it completely reversed the situation of the Tang Dynasty against Beiman.

Now, a group of whirlwind riders appeared in Sanhe Town, making everyone who knew the origin of whirlwind riders a little nervous.

Zhao Bingzheng was stimulated to vomit blood by the words of the old man Xu, but now it has eased a lot, but the whole person is sullen, as if he has no interest in anything.

Although Zhao Rui was in a hurry, he was helpless.

Until the whirlwind rider appeared in Sanhe Town, and rushed through the town, Zhao Rui reported the news to Zhao Bingxiao, and Zhao Bingxiao's world-weary face finally had a strange color.

"Go check, what happened?"

The Whirlwind Rider, as King Yan's pro-army, would never appear here for no reason.

"Master, you are embarrassing my apprentice!"

Zhao Rui said with a bitter face, "That's a whirlwind ride, coming and going like the wind. How could the people under my command be able to keep up with the speed of the whirlwind ride?"

"Aren't you going to send someone to the south?"

Zhao Bingxiao rolled his eyes at Zhao Rui, "The whirlwind ride came from the south, and there must have been a break along the way. As long as you follow the way they came, you will always find some clues."

"Master, how long do you think it will take us to find any clues?"

Zhao Rui rolled his eyes and sat down on the chair, "Whirlwind rides are not just like the wind. If they really have an important mission, they are absolutely tight-lipped, and it is impossible to reveal the slightest."

"that's true!"

Zhao Bingzhen nodded, "Well then, you chase after yourself!"

"..."

Zhao Rui was dumbfounded, "Master, did the disciple not offend you?"

"What do you say?"

Zhao Bingzheng snorted, "Don't play tricks on me, hurry up, send someone to check, no matter how long it takes, I have to know what the whirlwind ride is doing."

...

When Master Zhao Er and Zhao Rui were trying to figure out the reason for the appearance of the whirlwind rider, the whirlwind rider had already arrived at Lingshui Village and appeared outside the courtyard of Lao Xu's house non-stop.

In the yard of Lao Xu's house, Mr. Xu, who had just returned from discussing with Guan Laoqi about the construction of a waterwheel, heard the rumbling of hooves from afar.

Without any delay, he assembled his spear as soon as possible and kept it in the yard.

"The whirlwind personal guard under King Yan's command has never seen Xiaoyi Lang!"

The knight headed by the whirlwind rider turned over and dismounted, and respectfully bowed to Mr. Xu.

"Following the order of King Yan, I will send a congratulatory gift of Nandi's local products, please check with Xiaoyi Lang!"

Following Leng Jue's words, the cyclone riders behind him rolled over and fell off their horses, placing the delicate bamboo basket hanging on the horse in front of Mr. Xu.

"What the hell?"

Mr. Xu was stunned for a moment, looking at the four delicate bamboo baskets placed in front of him.

Southland local products?

King Yan gave him local products?

This old fox is a thief!

So, should we collect this so-called native product?