Chapter 1156: Lyman is not slow to come

After Fang Xie got out of the carriage, he stood on the side of the road and watched the procession pass by, he was in this frame, but it seemed to be outside of all the people and objects that were moving. I don't know where to find a donkey riding Xiang Qingniu stopped, looked at Fang Xie and asked, "What is this feeling?" ”

Fang Xie glanced at him: "The new mount is good. ”

Xiang Qingniu nodded proudly: "Looking at the army, I am also unique." ”

Fang Xie shook his head: "It's the donkey that is unique." ”

Xiang Qingniu rarely wins a bickering, so he simply stopped talking to this topic and continued: "Seeing that you seem to be a little lost when you stand here, did you talk to that old man and be scolded just now?" You are also such a big person, you can talk to a captive for a day and be so low, you are really immature, why don't you come and be my apprentice, I will show you the direction of life. ”

Fang Xie ignored it, and said after a while: "Have you ever had the experience of being in a strange place and a strange person, but you can have a good conversation?" ”

Xiang Qingniu thought about it carefully, and then nodded: "This is okay, usually after a while and then bring it up with others, I'm afraid that the beginning is the same sentence, hey, I still remember that year I met a fool somewhere"

Fang Jie's state of mind was immediately destroyed by Xiang Qingniu, he glanced at Xiang Qingniu, and dragged him off the donkey: "Why do you people wearing Taoist robes like to ride a donkey?" ”

Xiang Qingniu asked, "Who else?" ”

Fang Xie suddenly realized that the myths and stories he was familiar with were all memories of his previous life.

"It's not because I'm poor."

Xiang Qingniu didn't notice the change in Fang Jie's eyes, smiled, and the two walked side by side.

The donkey was still stupidly standing still, Xiang Qingniu turned around and scolded: "If you don't leave, I'll stew you in a while, and then roast a few more donkey meat to eat." ”

The donkey barked a few times, and the nasal voice was very nasal.

It's like sarcasm.

Xiang Qingniu was furious, and he was about to drag it when he went up, but Fang Xie grabbed him: "Your Randian always asks you something different from normal people, does your Taoist classics mention anything like an out-of-body soul, that is, a person is obviously dead, and then resurrected in someone else?" ”

Xiang Qingniu thought for a while and shook his head: "That's a novel like fairies and ghosts, why did you suddenly remember to ask this." ”

Fang Xie smiled and didn't explain.

Seeing that he didn't speak, Xiang Qingniu was silent for a while and said, "But if you think about King Dalun Ming, such a rare technique can be practiced by him, he is already a person, right?" If the cultivation reaches a certain point, it may be even stronger than what the Great Wheel Ming King did. Although there is no record of this in the Taoist classics, the master also mentioned that those who have cultivated to a high level can take away the method of changing the body of the Great Wheel Ming King, which is a bit of a demonic way. ”

"What do you want to do?"

He asked.

Fang Jie's mind was thinking about something else, he was thinking about how he came to this world. If you die, will you go back to the same world? After thinking about it, he couldn't help but laugh at himself, if he died in his previous life and came to this world, and died in this world and returned to his previous life, wouldn't he never die? Where in the world is there such a good thing?

"Nothing."

Fang explained: "I just suddenly remembered where the souls of people go after they die. ”

Xiang Qingniu said: "According to the Taoist sect, after death, the soul will also perish. According to Buddhism, the soul is reincarnated after death. According to the people's own thoughts, people will become ghosts after death, but these are groundless things, and I can't say for sure. ”

Fang Xie shook his head and stopped thinking about it.

"I want to know what you plan to do with Mu Guangling's 10,000 infantry."

Xiang Qingniu asked puzzledly: "You deceived these 10,000 people and brought them with you to transport grain." Once you arrive at Malan Mountain, if there is really an ambush set by Mu Guangling, he will never stop because you take him with 10,000 people, and these 10,000 people may be a great change, in case they help Mu Guangling attack you, how dangerous is it? ”

"I need a suspicious soldier."

Fang explained: "If nothing else, my whereabouts are actually under the attention of Mu Guangling's scouts, if Mu Guangling wants to get rid of me without hurting himself, the best way is naturally to let foreigners kill me." So I need to put the position out of the way for the foreigners to see before they come. ”

"Sometimes I really don't know what you think."

Xiang Qingniu sighed and said, "You have only arrived in Dongjiang, and you are in a hurry to fight a decisive battle with foreigners." Although I don't know the art of war and military affairs, isn't that a big taboo? You don't fully understand the situation, and a war with such a big investment won't seem a little bit of a joke? ”

"It's not a decisive battle."

Fang Xie smiled: "How can it be so easy to fight a decisive battle with foreigners, Lyman has not yet arrived in Eastern Xinjiang, and the foreigner team in Eastern Xinjiang is now the strongest in the Black Morning Glory of Xiurens, followed by the hyacinth named Mox, and then the team that has not been withdrawn outside the Phoenix Terrace now, it is said that the new commander is also a young man, named Prozet." ”

"I don't understand."

Xiang Qingniu asked: "Why do these foreigners like to use flowers to represent their families?" And even the army under his command will be named after the flowers. ”

"There's nothing strange about it, it's as if the great Sui clan also has a family emblem."

Fang explained: "If nothing else, it will be Hyacinth who will fight this time." ”

Xiang Qingniu frowned: "Didn't you say that Xiurensi's team is the closest to us?" ”

"Right"

Fang Xie smiled: "But I'm sure it wasn't him who came first." ”

As the most important passage from Eastern Chu to the Great Sui, the road from the national capital to Fenghuangtai has never been deserted. When the two countries were relatively peaceful, seven or eight out of ten Eastern Chu merchants who took the land route would choose this road. Of course, more Eastern Chu merchants chose to take the waterway and go to Muping City in the south.

The road was wide enough, and naturally it was not just because the merchants had to walk. Having such a close neighbor as the Great Sui is a great benefit for the merchants of Eastern Chu, but for the Eastern Chu royal family, who have never given up and want to regain their land, this road was built so that one day the huge and powerful Eastern Chu army can go to the front line from here.

Contrary to expectations, the army of Eastern Chu had never been as strong as the emperor had expected.

But now, on this main road, there is an army of the pen Eastern Chu army that is countless times more powerful is marching. And the most striking thing in the team was the huge chariot. This chariot originally belonged to the Emperor of Eastern Chu, but now it has become a trophy of the Emperor of the Oplu Empire.

The Emperor of Eastern Chu likes to compare with the Great Sui Emperor everywhere, and he has to have a better one if the Great Sui Emperor has anything. He heard that the Great Sui Emperor's chariot was huge, so he specially sent people to Chang'an City to see it, and then drew a picture and came back, and built a bigger one than it looked. In terms of military strength and national strength, he is not comparable to the Great Sui, and can only have an advantage in personal belongings. Of course, the Emperor of Eastern Chu, who considered himself the opponent of his life, the Great Sui Emperor, had no interest in such rumors at all.

Standing around the chariot were one hundred and eight god-butcher musketeers in iron armor and with hideous iron masks. The attire of these musketeers was completely different from the musketeers that Lyman had sent to the others, and they were not only different in their clothing and equipment, but also one size larger than the average soldier.

Not only did they carry muskets, but each of them carried a heavy sword behind him.

I don't know if the hideous iron face is modeled after the face of something.

There was a very large and comfortable recliner on the chariot, and even a tall man like Lyman would not fall off even if he rolled on it.

The chariot is very exquisitely built, and the chaise longue is surrounded by a veil that can be pulled down to cover the top in case of wind and rain.

It was not the oxen and horses that pulled the cart, but the slaves.

These were the able-bodied men selected from the surrender of the Eastern Chu army, and three hundred and sixty people were naked and gritted their teeth to pull a huge chariot in front. More than a dozen iron-clad Butcher musketeers were in the ranks, constantly waving leather whips to drive away the strong men. For military personnel, perhaps this is a great disgrace.

However, the faces of those strong men pulling carts were only blank.

Lyman, who was lying on the recliner, carefully read the military report that had just been delivered, and his brows furrowed involuntarily.

"Kirkbo, what do you think is wrong with this?"

He asked.

General Kekebo, who had been standing respectfully next to him, took it and looked at it, and then pondered for a while: "If nothing else, this is Mu Guangling's desire to use Your Majesty's strength to eradicate his opponent." Therefore, it is certain that Mu Guangling will not interfere in the last place, he will watch, watch the decisive battle between His Majesty's army and the Black Flag Army, and wait until the winner is about to be decided, he will make a move. Be the fisherman who watched the snipe and clam fight in their Han fable."

Lyman couldn't help laughing: "Although I haven't dealt with this Mu Guangling yet, it can be seen from this that he is not a strong opponent. He was too self-righteous, he thought that I and the Black Flag Army were sandpipers and mussels, and the idea of despising his opponents in this way often brought remorse. ”

"Kirkbo"

Lyman asked, "Then guess it, is it Morx or Thurence who is moving towards Malan Mountain now?" ”

Kirkbo barely hesitated: "Mox"

Lyman nodded, and there was some hatred in his tone: "Mox is a good young man, at least he has not forgotten humility and prudence. But compared to Thurence, he was still too far behind. Kirkbo, you write a letter to Thurence for me, and send it to Malan Mountain as quickly as possible. Tell him that if Morx's army loses in this war, then I will let the black morning glory wither. ”

Kirkbo's face changed.

Lyman rarely said such harsh words, and once he did, it meant that he would definitely do it.

"Although Thurence is cunning, he will not disregard the interests of the empire."

Kirkbo hurriedly said: "He may instigate Mox to fight the first battle, but he will not sit idly by." As much as I hate that guy, he can be trusted in this regard. ”

Lyman was silent, not telling his concerns about the old minister, who was as cunning as Thurence. Xiurens has been fighting in the Eastern Frontier for so long, and has been in contact with this rich land for so long, maybe that old guy has changed. At first, Lyman thought that Thurence was just cautious, but as he learned more and more about the war in the eastern frontier, he found that the reason why Thurence was making such slow progress was definitely not just because of caution.

"I have ordered the recruitment of 300,000 soldiers from the Duchy of Thurence."

Lyman said suddenly, then closed his eyes and said no more.

Kirkbo's face became more difficult to look at for a moment, and this sentence made him understand a lot. He couldn't help but start worrying about Xiurens in his heart, hoping that old guy wouldn't be stupid.