Chapter 314: Sticking to the Riverside (Part II)

Lan Ziyi was walking on the riverbank, the sky was still gloomy, the lewd rain was still non-stop, Lan Ziyi's footsteps were stuck in the stagnant water all over the ground, and every step would trample out a damp and viscous echo.

Lan Ziyi's attention was not under his feet, he turned his head to look at the river. The river is too wide, Lan Ziyi can't see the other side of the river at all, such a wide river flows quickly and endlessly, but what surprised Lan Ziyi is that even if the flow of water from the upstream rises sharply and the flow speed is rapid, there is no wave on the river, not even the wind.

This is not a good thing, if the river is so stable, the demon thieves can rely on their large number of ships to gallop on the river and do whatever they want, so that the river is no longer the natural danger of the capital, but has become a canal for the demon thieves, and the capital is in danger.

This situation is enough to make Lan Ziyi frightened, but at this moment, Lan Ziyi's heart does not have a trace of waves, he just walks, the trees and fields on the side of the road flow away from him, and the river next to him rushes past him, Lan Ziyi just walks like this, even he feels a little incredible.

What's even more incredible is that not far in front of Lan Ziyi's road, the river water began to fluctuate violently as if it had been lifted out of the riverbed and shaken, and the river water transmitted waves to the surroundings with a point on the bank as the center, and the calm river surface from the upstream began to shake and shatter, and finally became a turbulent natural hazard.

Lan Ziyi walked towards the place where the waves were made by the river, and after getting closer, Lan Ziyi drove to the original person who was Gonggong Long. Grandpa Long rolled up the long sleeves of his arms and stretched out his thick arms. It was almost impossible for a eunuch to have such an arm, but Gonggong Long still reached into the river and grabbed the edge of the river, and then the river shook like a quilt. The river was turned upside down by Grandpa Long's stirring, but no matter how the river shook, it was nothing compared to Grandpa Long's sleeves. The sleeve that was tied to the shoulders of Grandpa Long was shaking and whirring outward, and the wind was pushed to the surface of the river and became a hurricane, which stretched across the river, blowing all the grass and trees, and making people restless.

Because of the sudden strong wind, Lan Ziyi could only raise his arms to protect him in front of him in order to barely move forward. Gonggong Long, who was standing by the river, was busy calling for wind and rain, and did not notice Lan Ziyi, who was gradually approaching, knowing that when Lan Ziyi walked to his side, Gonggong Long felt that there was someone behind him.

However, Gonggong Long was not too surprised, he seemed to be a little tired, and after Lan Ziyi came to his side, he put down the river water in his hand, straightened his waist and sighed:

"It's been a long time since I've been tossed like this, and my spirit is a little unbearable."

When Lan Ziyi heard the voice, he was shocked to realize that the person in front of him was not Grandpa Long, although the outline of this person was very similar to Grandpa Long, but his voice was completely different from Grandpa Long. It was a very old voice, like a dry bone crawling out of the abyss underground, and it sent chills down the spine just by listening to it.

Lan Ziyi asked:

"Who are you?"

The person in front of him did not answer Lan Ziyi's question, he said to himself:

"I'm really surprised that you're here."

Lan Ziyi stared at the person in front of him tightly, and asked again:

"Who the hell are you?"

was repeatedly questioned by Lan Ziyi, and the man by the river finally planned to answer Lan Ziyi's question. The person standing on the edge of the riverbed with his back to Lan Ziyi turned his head slowly, Lan Ziyi could clearly hear the sound of the bones of the person's spine creaking under the muscle pulling, this sound was like a water leak, and it was like a sundial, with the movement of the person in front of him turning his head Lan Ziyi could see the loss of time, and the white dog flew by beside him.

Lan Ziyi had realized where this was, what was going on here, and he was grabbed by a great force, and he was washed out of the hole like a fish in a tank. The whole world has collapsed, all the scenes have been shattered, and before everything was annihilated, Lan Ziyi saw that it was the emperor who turned his head,

The body of Gonggong Long, the face of the emperor, the man stared at Lan Ziyi with empty dark eyes and said with a smile:

"Ziyi go slowly, let's go back to Beijing and see you again."

Lan Ziyi opened his eyes suddenly, a huge amount of air poured into his lungs and hit his vocal cords in an instant, Lan Ziyi let out a muffled sound from his throat, and then came to his senses.

It's still the woods when I attacked last night, and it's still the sound of the rain, but there is an extra tarpaulin in front of Lan Ziyi to keep out the rain, and the sky is still dim and people can't tell what time it is, but the headache that makes people's heads crack still tells Lan Ziyi that he hasn't slept long at all.

Lan Ziyi took a few breaths to sober up, and then got up from the felt on the ground. Lan Ziyi rubbed his temples and recalled the dream just now, "What a strange dream" Lan Ziyi muttered.

Next to him, Tao Zhulu asked:

"Young Master has a nightmare?"

Lan Ziyi took another breath and replied:

"It's not a nightmare, it's just very strange."

Tao Zhulu became interested and asked:

"What's this strange method?"

Lan Ziyi thought about it, and finally said:

"It's nothing, it's just that I don't understand it very well."

Lan Ziyi looked up and asked:

"What about the third brother? Why isn't he here? “

Tao Zhulu stared at the pot on the firewood in front of him, stirred the thick meat porridge in it with the long spoon in his hand and said:

"The eldest brother asked him to take someone to the river to investigate, and he will be back later."

After that, Tao Chalu scooped out a bowl of porridge and handed it to Lan Ziyi.

Lan Ziyi didn't drink porridge immediately, he walked out of the makeshift shack, took a water bladder and rinsed his mouth, and then folded a tender wicker to brush his teeth.

After cleaning up, Lan Ziyi took the rice bowl handed over by Tao Zhulu, asked for a piece of dry food, dipped it in porridge and ate it.

Peach Zhulu turned around and said:

"Young master, you are still so particular about marching, and everything you are boiling up has been cooled by you."

Lan Ziyi replied:

"Get used to it."

Then Lan Ziyi said:

"Second brother, your craftsmanship is really good."

Tao Zhulu replied:

"Beat the little dad and teach the three of us to make a big pot of rice for the march, and we have already practiced it."

Lan Ziyi ate the porridge and remembered the dream just now, and asked:

"How's the river going?"

Tao Zhulu made another bowl of porridge and handed it to a sergeant who had come to ask for something to eat, and replied:

"It's still like that, the wind is strong, the waves are rough."

Lan Ziyi asked:

"Where's the thief?"

Tao Zhulu replied:

"There has been no movement before, and the rest of the situation will have to wait for Saburo to come back."

Lan Ziyi drank the porridge and handed it back to the bowl, and after listening to what Tao Zhulu said, he didn't continue to ask.

Suddenly, there was a whining roar in the air in the west, and the roar in the air mixed with the wind and rain instantly made the atmosphere tense.

Lan Ziyi pricked up his ears and asked:

"Is this the wind?"

Tao Zhulu suddenly packed up the remaining things in the pot into the bowl and drank them up, jumped up and said:

"No, it's the sound of a trumpet."

Lan Ziyi had already jumped up when he asked, Tao Zhulu quickly put away the cooking utensils, and all the soldiers of the Jihu Battalion in and outside the forest were busy, and Tao Zhuhu shouted in a loud voice:

"Get up at once and get moving! Pack up this pile of junk you've thrown on the ground and get on the horse! Array! ”

Lan Ziyi found his horse and stepped on the horse, while Tao Zhulu had already packed up the pile of things just now, along with the bed where Lan Ziyi was sleeping, and loaded them on the horse, and detained Lan Ziyi out of the forest.

The usual training of the soldiers of the Tiger Battalion and the Western Tiger Battalion allowed the soldiers to complete the equipment in a short time. In order to avoid the rain on the horses, the soldiers led the horses into the forest last night, and now a large group of 5,000 people slowly appeared from the woods in the rain and fog.

Lan Ziyi turned his head and looked at the sergeants who followed on both sides, the soldiers were full of energy and the military appearance was neat, which made Lan Ziyi very satisfied.

Tao Zhuhu urged the horse to stop next to Lan Ziyi and said:

"Young master, everyone is here."

Lan Ziyi smiled and teased:

"The eldest brother just came to the camp, he has no official and no lord, and he actually speaks so well."

Before Tao Zhuhu could speak, a sergeant next to him hurriedly replied:

"Wei Hou took the lead last night, we all obeyed you, and you must have brought heroes. Besides, the names of the three brothers of the Tao family have long been spread throughout the army, and we will naturally listen to General Chase Tiger's words! “

The other sergeants echoed loudly when they heard this, and Lan Ziyi laughed when he heard it.

After the hustle and bustle of the soldiers was over, Lan Ziyi asked Tao Zhuhu:

"Big brother, what do you think we should do in this battle today?"

Tao chased the tiger and detained next to Lan Ziyi, and after hearing the question, he thought about it and replied:

"From the battalion to the east to the capital, the terrain is flat, except for the fields, which is very suitable for our cavalry to fight.

Someone from the melee Bandits must have escaped last night, and once we join up with the new army of demon thieves, there is no point in us continuing to ambush in this woods.

Moreover, the thieves are out of the nest today, and there is a sign of breaking the cauldron and sinking the boat, even if it is a partial division that lands on our side, it will also threaten the safety of the Beijing Division. In my opinion, we should arrange it to the east at the place where the thieves landed to the east, so that if the thieves attack the capital, our army can meet them, and if the thieves surround the camp to the west, we can also pursue them. “

Lan Ziyi listened and nodded, and then he thought about it again and said:

"There is still some distance from here to the capital, and in the middle you have to pass the place where the thieves landed. The thieves will go down the river by boat, and they will reach the river bank in a swoop, and we will not collide with the demon thieves if we rush to the capital now. When the time comes, the thieves will take advantage of the river embankment, condescending, we can't get by, we can't fight, we are the only troops in the whole army that can move quickly, if we fall into the confrontation with the thieves, once other places are in a hurry, how can we support?

The walls of the capital are tall and heavy, it is the best in the world, and the demon thieves can't beat it down if they have siege equipment, not to mention that they are still lightly armed when they cross the river, and the siege is just in vain at this time. Moreover, the army is outside, and the thieves are under the fortified city. As long as Lei Youde has a long brain, he will definitely let people flank the camp, the main force of the capital is all in the camp, and once the camp is broken, the capital will not be attacked. Therefore, I concluded that the demon thieves would inevitably attack the camp to the west, and that there was no need for us to risk defending the capital to the east, we just needed to hold on here. “

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