Chapter 147: The Eight Directions Converge
In the city of Handan, in the palace of King Zhou.
Ma Quying was discussing the major affairs of the army with Bai Ma, and at this moment, there was a sound of hurried footsteps outside the door.
"A good thing, a great thing!"
Before the people arrived, the sound had already arrived.
Ma Zhongyu, the commander of the Royal Forest Army, broke in with a happy face: "Your Majesty, it's a great thing!"
Bai Ma Kaifu stopped talking and looked at Ma Zhongyu, not knowing what good news this rough man who looked even more reckless than his people had brought.
Ma Qu's sick face darkened, and he scolded: "You guy, why are you still so ignorant of the rules." ”
Ma Zhongyu glanced at Bai Ma Kaifu, touched the back of his head, and grinned: "Oh, Your Majesty, didn't you forget that there were outsiders!"
As he spoke, he didn't forget to purse the corners of his mouth defiantly. Ma Zhongyu doesn't like this guy, this guy was an enemy not long ago, and now he has inexplicably become his own person again, and he also occupies so much time with His Majesty, more than he spends with His Majesty, how can he like it.
Bai Ma Kaifu ignored Ma Zhongyu, Ma Zhongyu was bored, ran out of the door in a hurry, and shouted: "Your Majesty, Ma Zhongyu, the commander of the Imperial Forest Army, asks to see you." ”
"Come in. ”
Ma Zhongyu walked in obediently, and then said with a smile: "Your Majesty, good news!"
"Say, what's the good news? If the news isn't good enough, you can copy the military regulations 10 times!"
"Good news for sure. Ma Zhongyu said confidently: "The reinforcements of the Qin State have arrived, 20,000 border troops, 3,000 old Qin troops, and 500 Iron Eagle Guards. The leader is the famous Qin Ping, the eldest son of the Qin State, who is the immortal great-grandson of the Qin State. ”
It was indeed good news, Ma Qu was so overjoyed that he couldn't help but stand up, walked down quickly, grabbed Ma Zhongyu's collar and asked loudly, "Really?"
"Of course it's true, it's more than that......" Ma Zhongyu smiled and danced: "The people from Kunlun also came, there are more than 500 Taoist priests, and I am the leader, I am obedient, more than a zhang high, holding an iron rod and looking so powerful, I regret that such a good man actually became a Taoist priest." ”
"Okay, good, it's really good news!" The arrival of the Qin State is not just as simple as bringing tens of thousands of elite soldiers, but more importantly, it means an alliance. The eldest prince personally led the army, and even expressed the sincerity of the old man of the Qin State who was immortal.
The people from Kunlun brought not only 500 Taoist real people with demonic energy, but also Kunlun and their support.
In this way, in the face of the pressure on the Qin State's side, he can also draw more manpower.
Although these things have been discussed for a long time, and even Ma Qubing has already discussed with the envoy and issued the national certificate, only when they really arrive, the big stone in Ma Quai's heart can really fall.
"Great. Ma Quzhi took two steps back and forth with his hands behind his back, and said loudly: "Zhong Yu!"
"In!" Ma Zhongyu arched his hand excitedly, waiting for Ma to get sick, he brought such good news, presumably His Majesty would reward him greatly! Maybe he would be allowed to drink a few jars of wine.
"I'll punish you for copying military regulations ten times!"
"No!" Ma Zhongyu was about to agree, but suddenly felt that something was wrong, and hurriedly shouted: "Your Majesty, what I brought is good news, why do you want to punish me!"
"Bold Ma Zhongyu. Ma Quai's expression was solemn: "Dare to call the monarch of a friendly country an old man immortal, this is a great disrespectful crime, and now he is punished lightly, what are you dissatisfied with?"
"How can this be?" Ma Zhongyu widened his bull's eyes and looked at Ma Quai's illness vigorously: "Your Majesty, we can't be unreasonable, you don't call it like that on weekdays......"
"Shut up!" Ma Quzhi narrowed his eyes: "You want to resist the order?"
Ma Zhongyu immediately coaxed, and arched his hand aggrievedly: "Yes." ”
"By the way, where is the eldest prince?"
Ma Zhongyu said weakly: "Your Majesty, they have already passed through Chaoge City, presumably they will be able to reach us in two or three days." ”
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Time flies, and before you know it, November passes quietly, and in a blink of an eye, it comes to the last month of the year.
The moon was round and absent, the stars were dimmed and bright, and the pioneer camp struggled forward in a field of ice and snow.
This night, it was the middle of winter, and it was dark.
The soldiers were wrapped in balls, but they still couldn't stop the deadly cold.
The groans of pain lingered in the camp, and even the iron-beaten man suddenly came to this strange place and was tortured by the deadly cold in the wilderness.
Someone fell ill one after another, even Chen Hutou, couldn't escape, just a few days ago, when he woke up in the morning, he suddenly found that there was a vast white area around him, and he couldn't see clearly.
He is not the first, nor the last, in the face of this disease.
Fortunately, the Devil's Crying knife was still useful in the face of this disease and cured his eyes, but it didn't take long for him to suffer from this disease again.
This disease occurs frequently in the army, and even the ghost can't bear it. His knife is indeed magical, even if it is sharpened again and again by the north wind, it is still a miracle. However, Devil Cry's physical strength is not unlimited, and each time he uses it, he consumes a lot of physical strength, so much so that he falls into weakness due to excessive physical exertion, and almost falls ill from it. Fortunately, Nangong Caiwei found out in time that Elder Qian had mixed herbs again, and the ghost cried and came alive again after a day of rest.
But this disease has become even more rampant in the army because of the rest of the ghost crying.
Fortunately, a local hunter was found later, and the disease was solved.
It turns out that to prevent this disease is actually very simple, and only a translucent black cloth is needed.
Chen Hutou hurriedly sent someone to spread the news to the army in the rear, and then continued to hurry.
However, one disease was solved, and many diseases came overwhelmingly.
Frostbite and wind and cold followed, a group of men from Bashu were tortured, their lips were cracked, their fingers and toes were mutilated, their armor was frozen into ice mounds, and they didn't know what faith supported them, they never stopped, gritted their teeth, coughed, and went all the way through the snow and ice to Luoyang.
In the face of the prosperity of Luoyang, they still did not stay long, and they have come to the present, and now, it seems that they are close to the big river.
The barracks at night were not quiet, and a series of coughs followed, especially at dawn.
Finally survived the dawn, the pioneer battalion went on the road, and a good man fell down as he walked.
Ghost Cry stepped forward to investigate for the first time, and then shook his head, even his knife could not do anything.
Another brother walked, and the men around him were red-eyed, sad and numb, so they moved twenty or thirty miles with difficulty, and then were forced to stop and set up camp.
Bury the pot to cook, and the smoke curls up.
At this time, Nangong suddenly said, "It's almost the New Year, right?"
The ghost cried for a moment, he didn't know much about it.
"yes, it's almost the New Year. It was Chen Hutou who happened to come here who spoke, and he sat next to the ghost crying: "This year, it seems that we can't make it, cough cough cough ......."