Chapter 121 Jing Haijun!

On the sea, there is a vast fog. Within ten steps, you can see people with a blurry shadow. In the fog, you can smell the unique salty and fishy smell of the sea water.

Hong Yi stood on the deck of the boat and watched Chi Zhuiyang sitting at the bow of the boat to refine his energy and breathe.

When Chi Zhuiyang swallowed in every breath, his abdomen bulged and gushes, and then brewed for three breaths. When he sucked out, the air flow was like a sharp sword, instantly piercing the thick fog, and a long and transparent trace appeared.

"He has made great progress in his kung fu recently. I wonder when will the spirit and flesh be united? He entered the innate top? He entered the realm of a great master in one last step. Unfortunately, I have been practicing martial arts for too short, and it has only been a year since now. I wonder if I can reach the innate realm in another year?"

Hong Yi looked at Chi Zhuiyang practicing Qi and breathing, and thought to himself.

At this moment, Xiao Mu touched a bowl of fish soup, and the fragrance was sensation. The big golden spider followed her, her golden skin wrinkled and she yawned lazily.

"Brother Yi, drink fish soup. This is the silver flower fish I caught in the sea in the morning. The meat is so delicious and fragrant. The sea is so fun. I don't know what it looks like after the fog dissipates. I have never seen the sea."

Xiao Mu handed the fish soup to Hong Yi, then excitedly stroked the thick fog with his hands, as if he wanted to grab the fog in his hand.

"Xiao Mu, why are you still making your own soup? Isn't Yinyue Eight Guards serving you?" Hong Yi took the fish soup and took a sip. Sure enough, he felt refreshing and soft, his stomach was warm, and there was a fish fragrance between his mouth and teeth.

"I'm not used to being served." Xiao Mu waved his hand to catch the fog, then sucked a few more mouthfuls with his nose, feeling the coolness of the sea fog.

"What are you not used to? In the Rouran Palace, hundreds of servants serve you every day. You do whatever you want. If you are not used to being served, then serve me. Go and cook milk tea quickly. I will take a shower." The big golden spider behind him spoke in a sharp voice.

"Hmph." Xiao Mu looked at the big golden spider and snorted coldly.

"Xiao Mu, the Eight Guards of the Silver Moon will be your maids and your confidants in the future. You should take them to practice martial arts from time to time, pay the money every month according to regulations, and also win over their people's hearts." Hong Yi explained.

Dingdengdeng…..

The sound came from the cabin below the deck. The person who came was Yin Yue among the Eight Guards of Yin Yue. As soon as he came up, he looked at Hong Yi and lowered his head and said, "Young master, I guess the thirty miles ahead is the naval camp of the Jing Navy, and there are patrol boats guarding it all around. At this time, the heavy fog is probably going to be an hour after the sun comes out. If you break into the Jing Navy at this time, you will not see people. It is easy to cause misunderstandings, and whether you are still moving forward?"

"No need to move forward, find a good place to dock." Hong Yi's eyes flashed, and saw Chi Zhuiyang breathing slowly and finishing his training. He stood up, so he ordered: "Zhiyang, take the three brothers of Hei Harrier and the Five Old Baiyun to guard the ship. There are also Xiao Mu and Tiezhu, you two bring the Eight Guards of Yinyue to the town of Linhai City, spend money to buy a yard to live in, and put all the Jin Bank Li, and everything is arranged. I will take five personal soldiers directly to Jinghai Camp."

"I know all of this." Chi Zhuiyang nodded, knowing in his heart that Hong Yi didn't want his strength to be seen by others.

Hong Yi's strength is also quite impressive now.

Five iron-armored cascading ships can roam on the sea! Among them is one of the innate martial artists Chi Zhuiyang and Shen Iron Pillar. Xiao Mu is also a master of martial artists. The five elders of Baiyun are even top martial artists. The other one is a golden spider, the eight guards of the Silver Moon, the third brother of the Black Harrier House, two mastiff and lion kings, and five retired soldiers from the military. They are not weak people.

There are more than 100,000 taels of silver, spiritual medicine, BMW, good bows and sharp arrows, precious swords and weapons, and armor.

This strength and materials are no less powerful than those disciples of the royal family who brought masters to the army.

"Dang the boat!"

With a command, the ship slowly turned around and could accurately identify the direction in the fog and head towards the coast.

"It's a pity that these sailors are good at boat handling. If I had known, I would have wanted them to come down to Hua Nongying Hua Nongyue." Hong Yi felt that the hull was spinning, his feet were very stable, showing the superb skills of the boatman sailors, and felt that he had a slight miscalculation in his heart.

Each of the five armored cabbages requires twenty strong and powerful men to step on and walk like flying, and also requires experienced helmsman.

Now that this group of people has to return after they get ashore, they have to find someone again when they drive the boat.

"But this matter has its advantages and disadvantages. If you keep this person, you have to place them to eat and live. It is not convenient to talk too much, and the expenses are also high."

More than a hundred elite sailors, eating, drinking, defecating, and paying money every day, are also a big expense. Now, Hong Yi has been raising him for a year or two, and it is also a bit difficult.

The salary of these sailors is not low. Hong Yi knew that the Yaochi Sect raised them, and each person would cost at least twenty taels of silver every month, and the helmsman would cost fifty taels.

One hundred people have two or three thousand taels a month, and they have to arrange houses, cooking, and washing houses for them, and the expenses are really too high.

The ship quickly landed. Hong Yi rode on the electric horse, took the shark-killing sword, wore white cow armor outside, silver shark armor inside, and iron wood black bone bows behind the horse, carved feather arrows, and the evil-killing Taoist sword. He was fully armed and led five personal soldiers to the camp of the Jinghai Army.

The five personal soldiers were also wearing white cow armor, with locust crossbows, rebars, and "treasure yellow horses" they rode, and were armed with fierce and powerful force.

The six riders rushed for about half an hour. The sun came out and the fog dissipated. They surrounded the mountains in the distance, and they stretched dozens of miles or hundreds of miles! The spectacular barracks and water villages appeared in front of Hong Yi.

This is where the Jinghai Army Base Camp, which the imperial court guarded the southern waters.

"What a mighty and mighty!"

Looking at the barracks and water villages that stretched to the distance, dozens or hundreds of miles, in the military camp, countless flags were rushing in the sea breeze, and countless ships were shuttled back and forth on the sea surface, and the horns were trembling. Countless soldiers practiced their power and shouted, shaking the clouds in the sky so loudly.

Although before he could reach the camp, Hong Yi could see a vast masculine and solemn aura spread out, making him feel suffocated.

"This is the important military rank. In comparison, the eight battalions of soldiers in Wuyuan Province are nothing."

"Young Master said that. The Jinghai Army has 100,000 soldiers, horses and ships, which are powerful in the Nanzhou Sea. In terms of the entire Dagan, it is also the top ten military barracks. Look at the food roads that transport meat, dried vegetables, rice, and wheat noodles, and there are endless streams all day long and will not stop at all." The five personal soldiers said in a verbal manner.

All the roads were built around the Jinghai Army's camp, including special food transport routes, military routes, imperial routes sent by imperial orders, and official routes for officials to come in. On each road, soldiers were guarded by one hundred steps, one post, five hundred steps, and one level of one thousand steps.

Hong Yi looked around and found that on the grain road in the distance, there were trucks loading with grain bags, live pigs, chickens and ducks, soybeans, dried vegetables, vegetables and other things. They lined up in dozens of miles of land and sent to the barracks endlessly.

The huge barracks are like a giant who will never be full, constantly devouring things that can be devoured.

"How much meat, vegetables, and food should be consumed every day? How much money is there? These are squeezed out from the teeth of the people in the world. If the world is peaceful forever, swords and guns are put into the warehouse, and horses are put into the Nanshan Mountain. The soldiers go home to farm. Unfortunately, there will never be a peaceful day in the world... I hope one day, these soldiers eat the food of the people in the world, and don't point their swords and guns at the people."

Hong Yi sighed, remembering that sixty years ago, the Great Zhou was destroyed and the Dakan rose. The war in the south was particularly fierce, lasting for thirty years. The Dakan army massacred many places in the city, killing them with bones exposed in the wild, without a rooster crowing for thousands of miles, and blood flowed into a river, but most of the casualties were innocent people.

"Young Master, someone is coming in front of you."

Without personal soldiers, Hong Yi had seen it a long time ago. A team of light cavalry rushed over in front, stopped more than ten steps away, and shouted: "Who is it? Why are you walking on the official road of the camp?"

Hong Yi asked his personal soldiers to send the documents from the Ministry of War. The leader of the cavalry looked at it, nodded, and did not dismount: "It turns out that they are from Beijing, come in with me."

The group crossed the long official road and passed dozens of checkpoints to the front of a towering barracks. The cavalry leader brought Hong Yi to a house in the side hall of the barracks and said, "A few, although you are from Beijing, our general summoned the commanders of each battalion this morning to discuss military affairs. The scene has not ended yet. Even after the scene is over, the general will take a nap and inspect the barracks in the afternoon. There is no time for these two or three days. You stay here for three days."

Old Zhang, a personal soldier beside Hong Yi, smiled and said, "I wonder what position is he in the army?"

"What? I am the head of the cavalry of the Evil Shark Camp under the command of the commander." The cavalry leader looked straight.

"We have a handwritten letter from Prince Yu to Marshal Yan. You can find an opportunity to inform us. Marshal will naturally meet us." Seeing Hong Yi's face, the personal soldier Lao Zhang took out a cloth bag from his arms, threw it to the cavalry leader, and handed the letter over.

The cavalry leader grabbed it and weighed it in his hand. He found that it was silver and money. But he didn't accept it. He just sneered slightly and threw the money on the table. "Since Prince Yu has a letter to the general, I will naturally report it immediately. Let's go and serve tea to the adults!"

After saying that, he bowed and said, "Several adults are waiting here." He lifted his sword and walked out all the time.

"Jing Haijun is indeed powerful. A small man is calm and composed. He doesn't accept the money." Hong Yi said: "Lao Zhang, please put away the money and let's have tea."

While eating tea, he looked at the surrounding environment. After about three incense sticks, the cavalry leader came in again and waved his hand, "The Grand Marshal is welcome."

After turning around the side hall, walking for a few miles, and passing through countless layers of open hills and secretly sending, he finally arrived at the commander camp of the Jinghai Army Camp.

In front of Shuaiying Camp is a huge square.

In the square, a handsome flag fluttered, with a huge character "Yan" written on it, which was so murderous that it soared into the sky.

On the side of the square, there was a soldier wearing fish-scale iron armor, standing straight on the ground with a knife and nails, and a row of such soldiers walked straight into the commanding camp, killing, terrifying and terrifying.

"Good guy, everyone here is at least a warrior-level master. Among them, those who wear iron armor and red ribbons are even more masters of martial arts! There are hundreds of warriors and dozens of martial arts at the sentry in a square! Not to mention those houses, there are more powerful masters hidden, with strong bows and hard crossbows surrounding them. In this case, if a million troops have to take the general's head, it is afraid that the Martial Saint will be difficult to do it. However, if a Taoist master, assassinate the flying sword and manifest himself and transform into a spirit, it will be possible."

The leading cavalry leader saw Hong Yi passing through the square, his face calm and calm, and he also felt slightly admired.

But he didn't know that Hong Yi was estimating the power of the guard in his mind and guessing the possibility of Taoist masters assassinating the commander of the army.

After passing through the long square and entering the commander's camp, Hong Yi saw at a glance that in the huge conference hall, both sides were sitting upright, wearing bright Xuangang armor and steel helmets, the officers who were motionless, looked like iron men.

In front of the conference hall is a big iron case, with gold medals, arrows, handsome seals, tiger talismans, and cinnabar pens placed on the case.

There is also a huge word "wisdom" on the wall behind the iron case.

The majestic and fierce atmosphere in the entire hall is more powerful than outside the square.

"Meet the Grandmaster!"

Hong Yi entered the hall, bowed to the middle, shouted loudly, and his voice was shaking like thunder, which shocked the iron-armored officers around him slightly. He did not expect that Hong Yi was not frightened and had such a courage.

Their bodies were moving on the chairs, and the iron armor was clanging.

In the middle of the iron case, a man wearing tight black silk, with his hair curled up, and a jade hairpin was inserted in the middle to hold it in. The marks on his face were carved like a knife, and his shoulders were as wide as a mountain. Sitting on him makes people feel as deep as the sea, but no one would doubt that as long as this person moves, he will crush the existence of resistance into powder like a storm on the sea.

Hong Yi knew that this man was the son of Yan Zhen, the Navy Commander of the Jinghai Navy, who was commanding 100,000 troops, horses and ships. With a wave of military flags, countless heads fell to the ground.

Yan Youzhi, the minister of the imperial cabinet, was an old minister who had followed Taizu. He is now in his seventies or eighties. He is a veteran of four dynasties and has no qualifications. Even when Emperor Qian meets, he will be given a seat and said to be Yan Shaobao.

"Hong Yi, although you were recommended by Prince Yu, the Ministry of War has issued a document. However, there are many princes and princes who have come to the army to train. If you can arrange a high position for you casually, you will not be able to convince the public. If you want to lead the troops, you will also need to go through the assessment of the military martial arts lecture hall."

Yan Zhen's voice came, and it was buzzing in Hong Yi's ears. Hong Yi knew that the commander of the Jing Haijun was an unfathomable master.
Chapter completed!