In ancient times, 60 miles a day was basically the limit.

But what we are referring to here is the speed of ordinary armies, and when carrying heavy weapons.

For example, this pirate team, attracted by the huge wealth of Yangzhou City, and did not carry too many burdens, only in the afternoon, it had already walked more than sixty miles, and less than forty miles to the south, which was the valley where Xiao Han is now.

Now, the large group had reached the bank of a wide river, on which there was only a stone bridge that was not too wide, which made the fast walking team have to slow down.

The old man on the sedan car quickly noticed that the speed of the team was slowing down, so he lifted the curtain, glanced outside, frowned, and instructed the people around him:

"Send the order down, rest here for a while, send someone to the front to explore the way, by the way to find a place to camp tonight, and then go and inform the few teams that have not followed, they must converge tomorrow!"

"Whoa!"

Under the sedan chair, a man in black happily accepted the order, and when the old man finished his order, he strode towards the front of the team.

Immediately afterward, the shouting of resting in place spread throughout the entire team.

Today, the thieves who have walked dozens of miles are already tired and half dead at this time.

Seeing that I can finally rest, where else can I care? Sit directly on the floor and pant heavily!

Although the ideal of robbing money, food, and women is very beautiful, I really can't stand being tired......

In the midst of the wheezing and noise around him, the sedan chair that was high above his head was also gently lowered.

When the sedan chair hit the ground, the old man sitting inside rubbed his sore legs and slowly walked out.

This man didn't notice it when he was sitting in the sedan chair, but once he came out, he realized that he was too old!

Looking at the appearance, it is definitely no less than eighty! He trembled slightly as he walked, as if a gust of wind could bring him down to the side of the road.

However, even if the old man walks so hard! All the black-clothed men around, including the old slave, just looked at him worriedly, but no one dared to come up to help!

Since the last person who kindly supported the old man was sent to Lingnan and was accompanied by monkeys all day long, no one dared to support him.

"Hehe, you can still walk! When I can't walk anymore, I'm afraid it's time to leave this world......"

Slowly walked a few steps on the ground, and waited until his sore legs got used to this feeling, the old man straightened up his somewhat rickety waist, looked around with a smile and said.

When the old slave next to him heard the sound, his body bent even more, and he respectfully agreed: "Sect Master, your body is still very good now!" Why worry about these decades from now? ”

The old man smiled: "Hehe, you don't have to say good things to make me happy, my own body, or I know best, if there is no immortal fate, this body, I'm afraid it won't last for three years." ”

Speaking of this, the old man suddenly felt a little emotional, he looked at the sun half-hidden in the clouds in the distance in a daze, and sighed in a low voice: "Hey, I remember when I was a teenager, I always felt that time passed too slowly, and what I wanted was to grow up quickly.

When I was in middle age, I felt that time had passed, but at that time, I still felt that I had a lot of time to squander.

It wasn't until I was at such an age now that I knew that time was really like a white horse passing by, fleeting! Now, I am really like Fu Xuanwang of the Jin Dynasty, and I can't wait to tie it to the white sun and the blue sky, so that it will never sink. ”

The old man's voice grew lower and lower, and at last it was almost inaudible, which of course had something to do with his state of mind.

It is said that when people are old, they will be especially afraid of death!

Although he has always been open-minded now, and he is not afraid of life and death, the sense of urgency that death is imminent is gradually pressing on his heart, making him uneasy for a moment.

Taking a deep breath, the old man eased his mood and looked at the huge team around him again, and then, an inexplicable hope rose on his face again.

has been unknown for decades, but when he is old, he can hold the military power of 10,000 people!

He didn't want to use this team to attack the city and plunder the wall, but he just wanted to use this power so that he could go to Yangzhou City to see what the young marquis looked like, and what was in his workshops?

In the past, Liu An, the king of Huainan, saw the eight crane-haired and childish masters in front of the door, and in the blink of an eye, he became a young boy in green silk.

Boy, the old man has worked hard to find out your past, which lasted three years, but he got nothing!

The old man doesn't believe that in addition to rootless trees and sourceless water in this heaven and earth, there are also people without roots! Since you have jumped out of this world alive, you should be a fairy boy who has taken off his original face and rejuvenated! Otherwise, where do you explain your magic? ”

Looking at the large number of people around him, the old man once again fell into his own world and couldn't extricate himself, and when the people around him saw this, they didn't dare to disturb, so they could only stay aside and wait quietly for the sect master to wake up.

I don't know how long it took, but the sect master still didn't wake up, but there was a sudden commotion outside the team.

Several black-clothed people immediately looked over alertly, but found that there, there seemed to be black-clothed people in the same outfit as them hurrying here, and behind him, there was also a ragged man?

"Sect Master, Sect Master!"

When he was young, the man in black finally ran to the front, and when he saw the old man, he immediately knelt down on one knee and reported in a loud voice: "My subordinates found a person in front of him, saying that there is something important to report!" ”

"Big deal?" The old man, who was deeply immersed in his own imaginary world, was finally awakened by the man in black at this time, and his eyes, which were originally a little confused, gradually became clear.

He slowly raised his head, looked at the man in front of him who was unkempt, disheveled, and a pair of straw sandals under his feet were almost worn out, and asked with a slight frown: "Who are you and what's the matter?" ”

The man looked at the old man with a confused expression, and said a little helplessly: "I, my name is Wang San, and I am Xue Yixue's subordinate!" ”

"Xue Yi?"

The old man frowned slightly when he heard this unfamiliar name, and when the old slave next to him saw this, he hurriedly stepped forward and explained to him in a low voice: "Sect Master, Xue Yi is a small leader in the team in front. ”

"Oh."

The old man listened to the explanation, nodded slightly, and then looked at the man again and asked, "What's the matter with you?" ”

"I ......" The man was asked by him, as if he remembered something, and his eyes immediately reddened, as if tears were about to gush out of them.

Several black-clothed people around him saw him wipe his eyes fiercely, as if he wanted to wipe away the tears contained in them, but he didn't want to wipe more and more tears!

In the blink of an eye, he was already in tears.

"What's wrong with this man?"

People, including the old man, were a little surprised when they saw his sad appearance, and they couldn't guess why he was so sad.

Only the man wiped his tears and scolded in his heart: "Oh, I'll go, what is this thing that Hou Ye gave?" Why is it so spicy! Lao Tzu's eyes ......"