Chapter 11 Fate hangs by a thread
"Where's my senior sister?" As soon as she got up in the morning, the little nun Jingyuan pestered Wen Wen to inquire about Tan Fengyi's whereabouts. Pen @ fun @ pavilion wWw. ļ½ļ½ļ½Uļ½Eć ļ½ļ½ļ½ļ½
"With your senior sister's skills, if she wants to do something, how can I stop her." Wen sighed helplessly.
Just because he changed the order of the poems slightly, it aroused the vigilance of Tan Fengyi, a demon girl. All the ingenuity is used to doubt herself, it seems that Tan Fengyi still has doubts about herself in the bottom of her heart about the matter of Senior Brother Zhou and Shenlei, the power of the two is too similar, but she is better at using the power of gunpowder.
That's not fully trusting yourself!
"Senior sister didn't leave you anything?" The little nun Jingyuan continued to ask.
"I didn't leave you a word, will I still leave it?" After washing up, he got rid of the entanglement of the little nun Jingyuan, and went to the courtyard to find Zheng Zhutou.
Zheng Zhutou was directing the people to carry the materials in the courtyard, and when he saw it, he asked: "Sir, we are only less than sixty miles away from the Beijing Division, when will we leave for Beijing?" ā
"Lao Zheng, are you in such a hurry to die? The fifteen-day deadline, now that the delay is not even visible, I am afraid that you will only have a dead end when you enter Beijing now. Wen teased.
Zheng Zhutou's face collapsed suddenly, and he said with a sad face: "Sir, what can I do, you must save Lao Zheng and me!" We're lifelong friends, sir! Zheng Zhutou is angry now, and he can't wait to slash a few times, if he hadn't been unhurried along the way, as for making things so far.
"You put your heart in your stomach, and now start doing what I say, and don't allow the slightest deviation, otherwise our lives will be in jeopardy." Wen said solemnly.
"Sir, you say." Zheng Zhutou hurriedly listened to it.
"From now on, all personnel are ordered not to leave the area of the inn. Those who don't listen to orders, Lao Zheng, you don't have to be polite this time, kill! Wen made a gesture of cutting off his head and said in a gloomy tone.
"It's all from the villagers, no!" Zheng Zhutou said in surprise.
Wen patted Zheng Zhutou's shoulder and said solemnly: "Very, Lao Zheng, now is not the time to talk about human feelings." They will thank us when we get through this safely.
Don't ask why, Lao Zheng, all you have to do now is trust me. ā
Wen directly interrupted Zheng Zhutou, who wanted to ask. If you tell Zheng Zhutou that someone is going to rebel in Chenqiao soon, God knows how much trouble it will cause.
Zheng Zhutou was in doubt, but he still went to convey Wen's order.
Participating in the mutiny is too risky, and Wen himself is a little helpless, if in the future, after Mei Yiqi's matter is exposed, if he wants to prevent such a tragedy as the destruction of the family, Wen needs this time very much.
With the power of the dragon, once the matter is leaked in the future, at most the official will be dismissed and the title will be won, as long as his life is not hindered, there is a chance to make a comeback.
On the second day of junior high school, Shen Shi is at one moment.
Wen stood in the courtyard and stared at the blue sky in the distance quietly, and the cold wind unique to winter whistled over him, bringing up the remnants of snow and dancing wantonly in the air.
Tan Fengyi flashed down from the courtyard wall, stood beside him, stared at Wen and said, "I thought that this time, you ambushed a large amount of gunpowder at Chenqiao Ferry, trying to wipe out those people in the green forest.
But I didn't expect this time to be even more terrifying, the imperial court 100,000 troops sent north to resist Liao, and more than 10,000 men and horses of the vanguard army have arrived at Chenqiao Ferry, and now the entire Chenqiao post is ten miles within a radius and has been controlled by the official army.
What do you want to do this time? ā
When Yan Shen suppressed the bandits, the collapse of the northern city wall obviously left a deep impression on Tan Fengyi, which did not belong to the extreme exertion of human power, even if she was a martial arts master, it was difficult to resist the slightest.
Wen slowly spoke: "We are witnessing history, and the master of history this time may have a place for me." Fengyi, the people of the world who have suffered from a hundred years of war will soon end, the troubled times will end, and the prosperous era will begin to appear.
How humble my ideals seem at such moments. ā
Tan Fengyi's thinking obviously couldn't keep up with the pace of Wen: "What ideal do you have?" ā
"Live." Wen said lightly.
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Chen Qiaoyi Pioneer Army Camp.
Zhao Kuangyi was walking back and forth in the big tent, and his uneasy emotions were undoubtedly revealed on his face.
"General Zhao, don't be impatient, we have thought about this plan a thousand times, and it will be foolproof." A middle-aged scribe dressed as a Taoist priest spoke.
"Mr. Miao, when will my second brother be able to leave Beijing, as long as he stays in Beijing for a moment, it will be difficult to predict his safety." Zhao Kuangyi's mood at the moment was obviously not relieved from the horror of the previous few days.
Zhao Kuangyin was almost killed on the spot on the spot on the palace because of the rumors that he was the Son of Heaven, if it were not for the arrangement that the news of the Liaohan coalition army should be reported in time, Zhao Kuangyin may have died in Huangquan by now.
"Military intelligence .....," a scout shouted outside the tent.
"Enter." Zhao Kuangyi returned to the desk with a calm face and sat down.
"Report to General Zhao, the entire territory of Chen Qiaoyi is now under the control of our vanguard army. There are only two suspicious points, please ask General Zhao to show how to deal with them. The scout fell on one knee and saluted.
Zhao Kuangyi was shocked, and asked silently, "What's the doubt?" ā
"General Zhao, green forest characters have been found in many places in the territory, and there are more than 100 personnel. There is currently a lord living in Chenqiao Post House, with more than 200 servants, far exceeding the honor guard of the title. ā
"Mobilize the army and wipe out all the men and horses in both places." Zhao Kuangyi said coldly.
"No." The scout replied.
"Wait a minute." Mr. Miao opened his mouth to stop.
"Mr. Miao, do you have any advice?" Zhao Kuangyi asked.
"General Zhao, don't be impatient." After Mr. Miao finished saluting Zhao Kuangyi, he asked the scout: "Who is the lord who lives in the post house?" ā
"Heavenly Master, the name of the lord who lives in the post house is called, and he was knighted because of Yan Shen's meritorious service to suppress bandits. I was supposed to go to Jingshi in the middle of last month to join the company, but somehow I only arrived at the Chenqiao Post House now. The scout replied.
"General Zhao, have you ever heard of this person?" Mr. Miao asked.
Zhao Kuangyi said with a gloomy face: "Suppressing the bandits in Luzhong is now a little famous in the court. ā
"I heard that the reason why this son won the knighthood is not because of the merit of suppressing the bandits, but because of the divine thunder in his hands. This matter will also be very helpful to us in the future, so please think twice about General Zhao. Mr. Miao bowed his hand and persuaded him.
Zhao Kuangyi pondered for a while and ordered: "Pass the order, mobilize people and horses, and exterminate the bandits in the green forest." The Chenqiao Post House is blocked, and personnel are strictly prohibited from entering and leaving. ā
"No." After the scouts were done, they quickly left the tent to deliver the military orders.
Zhao Kuangyi saw the scout taking the order and left, and asked after a while: "Mr. Miao, if we hadn't heard about this son, maybe we would have achieved a big thing earlier, why did Mr. Miao defend this son today." ā
"General Zhao, if we don't defend it, if we rashly send troops to exterminate this son, we will inevitably be resisted by this son. This son has the help of divine thunder in his hand, this thing is made by the first person in my Taoist family in a hundred years, Jie Zhou Qingshan, and the power is comparable to immortal art. This son defeated 3,000 bandits in a battle, thanks to the help of this thing.
Now is a critical time for our side, we must not cause trouble, although this son is not manpower, but still with a small number of manpower to exterminate 3,000 bandits. Our vanguard army has more than 10,000 people, and it may be difficult to exterminate this son in a moment, and now our first priority is to ensure the implementation of the plan. ā
Zhao Kuangyi groaned: "What Mr. Miao said is reasonable, but Zhao is anxious. But this son is now in the Chenqiao Post House, what should I do? If it is not properly placed, it will be a hidden danger after all. ā
"General Zhao, please rest assured, Miao is willing to go in person and meet with this son."