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Chapter 94

Huang Zhixian stood on the tower, staring at the lanterns raised in the military camp not far away, and he stared blankly. After a while, he turned around and asked Wei Zhizhou beside him: "We - do we still go to the military camp?"

"You are crazy? It used to be the commander of the garrison here. If we go to harass it, we have to run fast to save our lives. Now there are three commanders there, plus Xu Ping's bodyguard, and there are almost two thousand people! If you don't want to be dead, I want it!"

Wei Zhizhou couldn't help but curse. Huang Zhixian looked so terrible, but why did he feel so unbearable when encountering major events? His mind was completely unrealistic.

A cool breeze blew, and Huang Magistrate made a chill. November, winter has begun. Although it has not become cold this year, it is still cold at night.

Huang Magistrate shrank his body and asked Wei Magistrate again: "Where is Huang Conggui? Will we still kill him?"

"Kill, of course you have to kill! At this time, wouldn't it be our life to let him run out?" Wei Zhizhou's face was gloomy and terrible. Just a few days ago, he was full of energy and searching for people everywhere. Unexpectedly, this result turned out to be a difficult situation.

Xu Ping had nearly 2,000 troops outside, and the original plan would definitely not work. But the problem was that even if he didn't do it, he wouldn't be able to wash away the stains on his body. When Xu Ping occupied Qianlongdong, Wei Zhizhou didn't know how to face it in the future.

Huang Magistrate Huang was even more scared. Once the road was built and the army came here for a day, he had already said that it was nothing more than that. Now he was afraid of anyone with a little bit of power when he saw it.

Seeing that Wei Zhizhou was speaking firmly, Huang Zhixian said: "Then let's arrange the manpower and today it will result in Huang Conggui's life, so as not to have too many dreams."

"Slow down!" Wei Zhizhou called Huang Zhixian County, "Wait a minute. See how the army will act tomorrow. Maybe there will be a chance to turn the tables. Besides, now you are making trouble, but you are seeking death!"

Huang Zhixian County didn't know what the opportunity was about Wei Zhizhou, but he had no idea. What others said was what they were about.

Just after the third update, the trumpets of the military camp sounded, waking up the entire Luobai County from its sleep.

Half an hour later, Zhang Rong and his vanguard troops set off and headed straight to the vast mountains in the south in the dark. The other troops packed their luggage, packed their utensils, and cleaned their military camps.

The mountain path can only pass by one person, and it is impossible for two people to be side by side. One person occupies three feet of length on the road, and the horses carrying supplies are on average five feet. The two thousand troops don’t sound like there are many, but the mountain road ahead has to stretch into a long line of nearly ten miles. Such a slender formation team cannot effectively convey the command of the head coach, which is a great test of the ability of the grassroots officers to the Yingfu emergency.

Zhang Rong led the team first, followed by the newly-engraved An Yuan army. Xu Ping took Gao Daquan to the end. Not an army he could control, Xu Ping was still worried after all and put them in the middle.

When Xu Ping set off, it was the darkest time before dawn. The moon disappeared and the sun had not yet risen, and even the stars in the sky seemed to have become sparse.

Tan Hu helped put on the armor, Xu Ping took a breath and walked out of the door with his waist knife.

People outside shouted that the horse was neighing, and they were busy. Kerosene lamps were lit up and held on the horse's neck. Everything looked hazy.

Facing the cool morning breeze and stepping on the dew on the grass, Xu Ping led his people on the journey.

When the sun rose and the sun shone on the earth, Xu Ping's team finally arrived at the mountain pass. The team in Anyuan in front had already formed a long line, winding forward like a snake between the green mountains.

Gao Daquan shook the reins of the horse, rode his horse back along the marching queue, shouting: "Stop on the spot, remove the armor, and change to lightweight equipment!"

This has been decided long ago. Except for the necessary guards, they all switched to light-fitting when crossing the mountain, otherwise the armor would exhaust people to death. The armor that was taken off was carried by the horses that followed and then armed when they came out of the mountain. This was also the measure of Xu Ping's day and night marching.

As for being attacked by barbarians on the road, there is no need to consider it. First, the time is tight, the barbarians cannot concentrate. Another thing is that they are also light-fitting, and no one can run in the mountains and forests with helmets and armor.

Xu Ping took off his armor, and Tan Hu tied it to the horse, took a breath towards Chaoyang, and said to Tan Hu: "I hope it will be good weather these days!"

"As long as there is no wind, there will be no rain. Tongzong is at ease. There is very little rain in Yongzhou this season."

After hearing Tan Hu's words, Xu Ping nodded. The rain was from the monsoon on the sea. When the monsoon stopped, the rain should stop. Otherwise, whether it was Jiaozhi or Guangyuanzhou, we would choose to start the war at this time. Just the mountain road in front of us, if the marching in the rainy season catches a mountain torrent, it would be over without a war.

Gao Daquan inspected the team before he rushed back and reported to Xu Ping loudly.

Xu Ping nodded: "Gao Daquan, you must ensure that the team will not be disconnected at any time. Let's go!"

The soldiers around him pointed the flag gently in front of the soldiers. More than 100 guards with Xu Ping set out first, and Gao Daquan's personal soldiers followed closely behind, and the path to Qianlongdong was on the way.

Deep in the mountains, in front of a thatched hut on the side of the mountain, Dagui held Cen Dalang's hand, looked at the team moving forward slowly like a long snake in the valley, and looked up and asked, "Dad, who are those people?"

"It's the soldiers of the court, our barbarians, Tian Zijia from the master's family is not like this."

"Oh, what are the soldiers of the court? What are they doing in the mountains?"

Cen Dalang touched Dagui's head and whispered: "The soldiers of the court are the soldiers of the emperor in the capital. If they don't come from the mountains, will the 'Kaoding Fa' family pay attention to it?"

Cen Dalang's hands trembled slightly. Could it be that he would really have a day to get out of the big picture? He used to pay attention to the Wei family because of his first-hand medical skills, and his knowledge was not comparable to ordinary mountain people. He knew that he could not reach the mountains with a single letter of documents and decrees. He did not take the heart to the "Kaoding Fa" that was circulating everywhere. Without a knife on the neck of the master's family, how could they give money to the slaves? Not to mention that they would be punished if they beat the slaves and the master's family. There has never been such a thing in the world.

Thinking of his wife who was beaten to death, Cen Dalang's eyes were a little wet. His wife was beaten to death by the master's house, and he still wanted to escape. If this "Kuoding method" had been done, would the government really arrest the master's house and pay for his life?

Cen Dalang couldn't figure it out, but his heart was filled with a desire.

Of course he didn't know that even after the stake, the master and servant still had something else. Even in the mainland, the master in the government still lived or not, it all depends on the thoughts of the local officials. The master killed the servant more than ordinary people's crimes. It is not necessarily a death. Local officials can kill them or sentence them to the "broken stick method". This depends on the temperament of the local officials, and the wealth of the master. It is possible that there is no such thing as the power. After all, no matter what era, the law is dead and the person is alive.

Night falls quietly, and the mountains around the darkness are like beasts, and they should choose people to eat them at any time.

Xu Ping sat down on the big rock on the side of the road and took a breath. Tan Hu brought the hot water and asked Xu Ping to drink it.

After collecting the kettle, Tan Hu said, "Official, you should ride a horse tomorrow. We all feel it is hard to walk on such a road, let alone you!"

"No need, no matter what, it's only two days. If you endure it, you'll pass. By the way, you'll feel tight to eat. We'll continue to leave after an hour."

Tan Hu agreed and went to order Xu Ping's accompanying sergeant who was resting.

Xu Ping rubbed his sore and painful calves and sighed. To be honest, Xu Ping dismounted and walked not only to set an example for his subordinates, but also feared that he would be particularly conspicuous when riding on the horse. If there was such a barbarian hiding on the roadside, it would be a target, and it would be hard to say this latter reason.

Since the sun was not dawn, I ate a meal when the sun was rising, and spent half an hour to have the second meal in the afternoon. Now I am almost at midnight to eat the third meal. I have to continue marching after a little news. This intensity is quite tormenting. I thought that I had worked overtime for several consecutive days in my previous life, and it would be fine to stay in this world for two nights. Not only did I not sleep, but I also had to walk continuously.

There is no way, the decision you make yourself will swallow tears into your stomach.

After giving instructions to everyone, Tan Hu brought the meal and asked Xu Ping to fill his stomach.

If you march continuously, don’t think about hot rice and soup. Just one dough cake, two cold boiled eggs, a piece of bacon, and two pickled cucumbers. Swallow it in hot water.

In other words, sugar is rich and generous, and the marching makes the food have meat and eggs. Although it tastes bad when it is cold, it can always fill your stomach. Especially the two new commanders, who used to be poor in Fujian, were mostly from poor families, and there was not much oil and fishy all year round, and the cold ones were satisfied with eating it.

Kerosene lamps dotted the winding dragon, which was particularly conspicuous in the dark night. Various small animals in the mountains and forests on the road were protruding their heads and looking carefully at this scene that they had never seen before.

After dinner, I had some rest. When I set off again, the bright moon in the sky had already set in the west, covering the mountains with a layer of silver gray.

The mountain road continued to rise, although it was not steep, but it was rugged and uneven. It was deep and shallow, high and low, and it was extremely laborious to walk. Xu Ping felt a bubble on his feet, and it hurt to step on the stone, but looking at the team that was moving forward, he had to grit his teeth and forcefully hold it back.

The blisters on the feet were broken, and the new ones rose again, causing Xu Ping torture. The steps forward slowly became mechanical, as if the legs were no longer their own, and they were just moving forward little by little. And the numb legs, I finally couldn't feel the pain caused by the blisters anymore.

When the red sun rose, the entire mountain was covered with redness. Xu Ping and his party finally arrived at the highest point of the continuous mountains, the most important pass in Luobai County and Qianlongdong.

From here, you will go all the way down the mountain and step into Qianlongdong by the Ming River.
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