In the ninth section, Wu Ming looked at several guards battalion soldiers with drooping faces. I didn't get angry, but after thinking about it, fortunately, these people didn't intercept it. With that 'Flame General' holding the eighth-stage skill for a long time, there may be any casualties. Then his sin was great, so he slowed down and said, "Go down, what are you doing here?" Basking in the sun? ”

It's okay if he doesn't say it, but when he says this, he really feels uncomfortable. And the long-held rabbit rises and falls. Although it was not too long, it was also the most thrilling battle he had ever fought in this world. I was very focused just now. I don't think so, stop now. I felt that the sun was shining on my wet and transparent body, itching. It's like a bug crawling. It's very uncomfortable.

At this time, many soldiers had already rushed over and were chatting around the tent. Talk about the Great War just now.

Several soldiers from the baggage battalion found a half-cut ladder, carried it with a sigh, and then set it up on the tent, and one of the old men dropped a sour word: "Fortunately, Lord arrived in time." Otherwise, the old man and his brothers will not be able to atone for their sins even though they will die. Wu Ming fixed his eyes and saw that this old man was the old Ying at the signing head. Lao Ying naturally belongs to a member of the baggage battalion, but he is usually in charge of the guard battalion for more time. Wu Ming is more familiar with him.

This ladder is estimated to have been broken on the battlefield. It was repaired by the baggage revenue, and it was erected on the tent, and the length was suitable.

Wu Ming originally wanted to jump down directly, but he couldn't resist the eyes of the soldiers of the baggage battalion, so he could only climb down the half-section of the ladder uncomfortably. Lao Ying carefully supported him beside him, and said vigorously in his mouth: "Oh, Lord Wu, slow down, slow down, don't fall." ”

Finally coming down from the ladder, Wu Ming stood still and couldn't wait to ask: "How about this loss, it's not a big problem, right?" ”

Lao Ying replied while wiping his sweat: "It's okay, it's okay, fortunately, in the past few days, Lord Tao has instructed us to pull out the existing grain every day, change places, and turn back." Today, all the grain happened to be transferred out. Otherwise, it's a big problem. "On this hot day, I don't know if he is in a cold sweat or a hot sweat.

Wu Ming looked at Lao Ying suspiciously. The old thief looked at the soldiers around him and stopped talking.

"The Southern Barbarians who killed this day came to burn my nest for what they were doing, but I feel sorry for Lao Tzu." At this time, Tao Ziqian was talking while stumbling from a distance.

Tao Ziqian is Tao Yu's brother. Eastern Han Dynasty from the military Cangcao. He was also the commander of the baggage battalion of the Southern Expeditionary Army. He wears a teal gown. The silhouette of Tao Yu can be vaguely seen on his face. However, the face of a man who is about thirty years old looks a little feminine.

From afar, I smelled Tao Ziqian's wine. Alcohol is forbidden in the army unless there are special circumstances such as celebration banquets. Wu Ming leaned sideways and frowned slightly.

Seeing that Wu Ming was also there, this Tao Ziqian slapped his thigh and shouted, "Oh, Lord Wu, it was the wind that blew you here today." As he spoke, he was about to grab Wu Ming's hand. / Wu Ming took advantage of the situation and got into the camp tent, and said as he walked: "I didn't take advantage of the weapon in my hand, and I made a special trip to trouble Master Tao today." I hope that Master Tao can treasure it himself. Borrow a weapon for the time being. ”

"There, Lord Wu can afford to be able to see it, that's an honor in the future." Tao Ziqian replied politely. But the foot that stepped into the tent hesitated.

Wu Ming entered the tent and waited for a while before seeing this Tao Ziqian bow his head and walk into the tent slowly, with a bitter look on his face: "Lord Wu, it is said that you need a weapon, and you should supply it in the next place, but since your first weapon was broken, you have changed four in a row." I am, I really don't. ”

Wu Ming's first weapon was a fine iron sword. The fine iron sword was also made by the Eastern Han Dynasty specifically for the leaders of the guard battalion, and naturally it was also sharpened like clay. But once in the melee, he didn't check, and was smashed by the Nanban's 'Divine Brave Warrior' Ada, and then changed four in a row, but one was not as good as one.

Wu Ming said with a smile: "But next time I heard the prince say that Master Tao still has a lot of treasures here, at least a dozen of them." ”

The prince naturally didn't care about this trivial matter, and this was something that Lao Ying secretly told Wu Ming.

Tao Ziqian suddenly became a bitter gourd face, and he said expectantly: "Well, since it is Lord Wu who is in need." In the next Zidang, he tried his best to meet the requirements of Lord Wu. ”

More than a dozen swords of various lengths and sizes were placed on the table in the middle of the tent. These swords are either slender or heavy. or murderous, or dark as iron. Greatswords, long swords, short swords, small swords, and more. And so on. For a while, all kinds of brilliance dazzled Wu Ming's eyes.

Although Zhang Hao's martial arts behind him are low, he has been following Wu Ming for so long, and under the influence of his ears and eyes, his eyesight is still a little bit. As soon as you look at the past, you can see that none of these swords are ordinary. When he saw so many swords, he couldn't help but swallow his saliva.

Wu Ming grabbed this and swiped it. I grabbed the handful again and touched it casually. I don't feel satisfied. I couldn't stop shaking my head. Suddenly, he grabbed a soft sword, bent his fingers, and flicked the blade of the sword.

The sword was less than three feet. Usually, the owner is coiled on the waist sword, which is both beautiful and easy to carry. Therefore, it is also called the waist sword.

The sword was flicked by Wu Jianyun, and suddenly there was a "buzz" trembling sound. The tip of the sword trembled, and it couldn't calm down for a long time.

Tao Ziqian's eyes kept moving with Wu Ming's hands, and when he saw Wu Ming like this, he was shocked, and jumped over to grab the sword in Wu Ming's hand: "Oh, Lord Wu, you light, this sword is delicate, can withstand your strength?" ”

The two were fighting, and suddenly there was an angry shout outside: "My general has something to do with Lord Cao, what's the matter?" Can't you get in this door? Your guard battalion is too domineering. ”

Zuo Ying's voice came from outside: "I hope Lord Chen waits, Lord Wu is picking up a sword inside, it will be fine immediately." ”

There was no answer to the angry voice just now, there may be a soldier surnamed Wu in the guard camp, but such a pompous 'Lord Wu' doesn't need to think about it to know who it is.

At this time, an old man's gentle voice came from outside: "Since Lord Wu is inside on business, it doesn't hurt for us to wait." ”

The voice was peaceful, not hurried. Every time I discuss with His Highness. Wu Ming stood next to him, naturally very familiar, it was the commander of the Right Route Army of the Southern Expeditionary Army, Chen Jianfei, the general of Fenwei.

It seems that the deliberations between the prince and the generals have been completed, and I don't know if there is a charter to come up with.

Hearing the noise, Wu Ming dropped his short sword and pulled out Tao Ziqian's hand. shouted outside: "Since it is the old general Chen who is here, don't let the old general in." ”

The curtain flickered, and two guards walked in with an old man in their arms.

This old man is none other than Chen Jianfei. He wears a white gown. The whole body is clean. There is not a trace of wrinkle in sight. He has a long gray beard. Ruddy complexion.

This Chen Jianfei is said to have been a scholar in the past. is a proud protégé under Prime Minister Tao. Later, he abandoned his pen and joined the army. Step by step, it slowly rises up. Prime Minister Tao Ren's side was originally mostly civilian officials, and there were very few military attachés, and he was able to mix with a fourth-grade general, but he was the largest military general on Prime Minister Tao Cheng's side.

I saw him walk in, and he didn't look at Tao Ziqian, but just looked at Wu Ming and praised: "Lord Wu was so majestic yesterday. ”

It must be ironic for someone else to say this. But Wu Ming heard it and was sincerely admired. The Xiahou family is from the Taiwei Li Tie family. The prince naturally didn't like Xiahou Fei very much. Wu Ming dared to kill people with a sword and a wine banquet, and a good relationship with the prince was one aspect, but he also knew that the prince must be secretly happy. Will help him with the aftermath.

Wu Ming replied respectfully: "Old General Chen is serious. ”

Chen Jianfei nodded at Wu Ming, and then turned to look at Tao Ziqian: "Master Tao, this time the old man came to trouble you to find some good paper, the old man has been on a whim recently, and he wants to sort out his experience and write something." ”

Tao Ziqian was thrown away by Wu Ming, and was standing there awkwardly not knowing what to do, hearing this, he hurriedly replied: "Copy, there are still two stacks of ribbed paper in the warehouse, and there are no more." ”

This ribbed paper is thin and soft, and the toughness is also good, and the Eastern Han Dynasty government now prints documents, and it uses this paper as a material. But this kind of paper has many horizontal lines. Really used for copying. Not very good.

The disappointment on Chen Jianfei's face flashed: "Ribbed paper?" I don't know if there is still a good parchment, and the old decay doesn't need much, half a stack is enough. ”

The finest parchment paper is finely polished after nitrate until it is polished to the point that there is no smell of sheep's flesh. Each one is white and clean, and it has to be neatly cut. Therefore, it is very precious. Chen Jianfei wants this kind of paper, which shows that he attaches great importance to what he writes.

"No, no, this parchment is so precious, this southern expedition, who still brings this kind of thing, there is no such thing" Tao Ziqian shook his hand again and again.

"In this case, let's have half a stack of ribbed paper, it's useless for me to take more." Chen Jianfei sighed.

Tao Ziqian took the paper and handed it to one of Chen Jianfei's guards. When he took the two of them to the door of the tent, he suddenly turned his head and said to Wu Ming: "Lord Wu is free, if you are free, go to the old man's place to sit down, drink tea and talk about your heart." ”

Drinking tea and talking about my heart is probably a pretext, I don't know what he is looking for me. Wu Ming said secretly in his heart.

After the three of them walked away, Wu Mingcai looked at Tao Ziqian and said with a smile: "Is there really no paper?" I don't want this weapon either, you can bring me half a stack of fine parchment, and in addition, half a stack of ribbed paper. ”

Tao Ziqian was overjoyed when he heard this: "Yes, Yes, this time in the south, His Royal Highness prepared two stacks of parchment. So far, only half a stack has been used. Leaving a stack and giving you half a stack is more than enough. ”