Li Xiangnai could not resist the request of more than 200 martial artists who were "eager to fight", and "reluctantly" agreed.

It's all routines......

At three o'clock in the procession, there were only 19 Zhuang Ding who secretly escaped, all of whom were newly recruited Zhuang Ding. The young man who was hired by the owner of the village left 20%, but there was no shortage of two-wheeled vehicles and chicken carts to transport supplies.

Fang Weiliang got off the two-wheeled cart loaded with bamboo paper composite armor, and the cat went to the carriage of the owner.

The carriage in which the owner rode was loaded with cloth and some bandages, which was especially suitable for taking a nap on the way. After riding a horse for more than an hour, Li Xiang, who was wearing heavy armor, was so tired that he almost sank his body into the fabric to resist the humidity of the spring night in Jiangnan.

Fang Weiliang sat on the back of the car with half of his buttocks, and when he saw the owner nodding, he hugged the two large bags of fabric tightly and exhaled comfortably, "The day in Jiangnan is comfortable, but the humidity at night is really troublesome." I'm a person who has been in the north for decades, and I really can't get used to it. ”

"There are pros and cons, and there is no pure cheapness." Li Xiang didn't open his eyes, and replied in a low voice: "Are the more than two hundred martial artists dissatisfied?" Did the weapon go down? ”

Fang Weiliang's eyes lit up suddenly under the reflection of the torches, "Golden sentence, owner, there are pros and cons, it's all about the world." It's comparable to Saion's loss of horses, and he knows whether it's a blessing, the owner of the village is really a big material, and he should really ask the Jinshi of Da Zhou to take a good look......"

Seeing that the owner of the village frowned speechlessly, and snorted, Fang Weiliang, who was trying to bring his thin body to the front of the car, immediately lowered his voice and said business, "The weapons are chosen at will, the grain, rice and medicine are consistent with our Zhuang Ding, and the hat with an iron plate in the middle is also one per person, what else can there be dissatisfaction?" ”

"It's still a martial artist who is honest, and he refuses to let them take turns to rest, so he has to be sentry. The whole family survived because of the owner of the village, and the martial arts were even more so, and his eyes were red. ”

"First save lives, then treat each other equally, and don't treat them as cannon fodder when they encounter a crisis. is still the owner of the village, so after all this, they are no longer the ordinary recruited fighters, almost the dead soldiers of the owner. ”

Li Xiang was numb to Fang Weiliang's behavior of patting on the back from time to time, "It's mainly your credit." The owner of the village has no problem of robbing others of the credit, especially his own. ”

"With this merit alone, those who are old but have small hearts in the village will no longer be able to embarrass you. Hey, you're just stealing the fun. ”

Fang Weiliang Tian said shamelessly: "It's all up to the owner to give him a chance." ”

After speaking, he realized that the owner of the village had regarded him as his own, and Fang Weiliang's eyes brightened.

When the owner of the village sent out the army, he did not notify the more than 200 martial artists who were eating and drinking, and the reason was certainly not as noble as he said.

What Li Xiang wants is not an ordinary soldier, but a forward team and a new force that will bravely move forward even if he is seriously injured, and it is an absolutely reliable team in times of crisis. Because of the huge casualties to bear, Li Xiang didn't want the children of Zhuang Nei to take on this role.

Spending a lot of money to treat the injuries of those martial artists, and taking care of their lives when they are in danger, and not letting them come forward, this is the perception of the vast majority of martial artists on the owner. There was no shortage of scheming martial artists who saw Li Xiang's purpose, however, no one dared to say it.

For the first time in their lives, those warriors felt respected and loved.

In addition, Fang Weiliang found a "nursery" in advance, and encouraged Li Xiang before he was about to leave, and the martial artists who were excited in their hearts did have the idea of "the soldier dies for his confidant".

Li Xiang raised his eyebrows, "Ahem, be cautious." ”

Dead soldiers are a taboo in the courts of all dynasties, how can you talk nonsense?

Besides, those martial artists can only be called strong soldiers after fighting a few tough battles and beautiful battles.

Dead? It's still far from it. Without the social atmosphere of valuing love and revenge during the Qin and Han dynasties, who could raise dead soldiers?

Coupled with more than 200 newly recruited martial artists, Li Xiang was able to use more than 500 soldiers. Although he was confident in the combat power of Zhuang Ding he had cultivated, Li Xiang still had no bottom in his heart, after all, he was facing Fang Tianding.

Under the fame, it is actually difficult to deserve.

Out of the jealousy of the other party, as well as the precaution against Xu Baibu in the Anji Valley, Li Xiang wrote several letters early. In order to successfully rescue his father-in-law, Li Xiang had to throw out a lot of benefits.

"Ten letters were delivered, more than one in each place." Fang Weiliang sighed at the owner's affection, touched his sparse beard and said.

Li Xiang saved the lives of more than 200 martial artists, and according to the values of the Great Zhou and the low status of the warriors, those people should indeed die for Li Xiang.

But Li Xiang always had a sense of guilt for buying out other people's lives, and he told Fang Weiliang: "This time from the mountains and forests approaching Deqing County, there must be a lot of vicious battles to be fought. ”

"The detailed origins and family members of the more than 200 heroes must be carefully registered, and their appearance must not be let go. Da Zhou can't help the people to move, as long as it is a hero who works hard for us, we must take care of his family. ”

There was a sudden commotion behind the team, and Fang Weiliang immediately got out of the car to deal with it. Not long after departure, the team had already stopped three times due to frequent vehicle problems.

Li Xiang is used to it. But the convoy could only be used to rush to the mountains overnight, and although Li Xiang was in a hurry, he couldn't help it.

Li Xiang simply roasted a bowl of sweet rice wine on the torch, and was about to drink it to quench his thirst, but found that the third child of the Ding family of the Leopard team ran over.

The third child of the Ding family came with the second donkey, and the two were covered in blood.

Da Niu didn't dare to let the two get too close to the owner, so the third child of the Ding family had to talk five meters away.

"What's going on up south? Could it be that the officers and soldiers guarding Yang Duntou eat dry rice? Let Fang Lajun fight all the way to Tiger Pond? ”

Li Xiang straightened up and asked worriedly.

The three elders of the Ding family took a few breaths, swallowed hard and moistened their throats, "Qi Zhuang Master." No, no, Fang La's army did not attack. It was me, the second donkey, and the other two brothers who went to the vicinity of Deqing County in the dark, and saw that Fang Lajun was ......"

"On the way back, the other two brothers were killed by Fang Lajun in order to cover me and the second donkey."

Li Xiang did ask the Leopards team to find out as much as possible, but he didn't expect this third child of the Ding family to fight so hard, so he wrote down his name in his heart.

But Li Xiang ignored a detail throughout the whole process: when the two donkeys knelt down on one knee, their palms were tightly clenched together, and when they heard the third child of the Ding family say the cause of death of the other two team members, he trembled even more.

The third elder of the Ding family saw with his own eyes that Fang Lajun was preparing more corpses, and the purpose was obvious.

Knowing that this was the result, Li Xiang didn't have any more indignation, but just let the third and second donkeys of the Ding family get food, and first find a remote place to stay for a while. After the convoy is finished, immediately return to Xiwangmiao and wait to confirm that there is no infection before starting the operation.

Fang Weiliang held his eyes, resisted the urge to yawn, stared at the craftsmen in the convoy to repair the vehicles, and kept urging in his mouth, "It's time to rest, is it okay?" If you can't fix it, throw it aside and find someone to watch, so let's move on. ”

At this time, Li Xiang, the owner of the village, asked Da Niu to come over to pass the word, but whenever the vehicle was damaged, he would find a few new martial artists to guard it. The convoy continued on its way, resting for a cup of tea every half hour.

Li Xiang's convoy added torches and sped up towards the hilly entrance to the southeast. Along the way, all the villages that had regained a little popularity were trembling, thinking that Fang Lajun was coming again.

is also a 500 official soldier, and the cost of this team set up by Li Xiang is twice that of Han Shizhong's personal barracks!

There was another hiccup on the way:

Ding Shihang, Da Niu and Radar came to Yang Yingdong's side and asked the owner why he let Zhuang Ding and Minfu slip away.

Yang Yingdong thought for a few breaths, and then said in a mocking tone: "Sometimes, an unreliable soldier can drag dozens or hundreds of people to death, and it is impossible to say that it will cause even greater disasters. The owner must have learned more news in Huzhou City, so that those who did not dare to fight would go by themselves, and this time there would be no room for any mistakes. ”

"And in a place like the mountains, a few less unreliable soldiers may be a great thing for our Zhuang Ding of Mingyue Village."

Deqing County Ya, Liu Chengdong sat on a chair in the middle of the lobby and let a young man in the village change the dressing.

"The middle of the scalp was opened by Fang Tianding's traitor, it's really fucking unlucky."

The bandage on Liu Chengdong's head was removed, and a fishy smell spread to the entire county government hall.

The moment the bandage was removed, Liu Chengdong suddenly felt that his head had been opened, and it was so cold that the itchy feeling of ants crawling suddenly disappeared.

Before the tenth breath was reached, an even more uncomfortable feeling hit. Liu Chengdong rolled his eyelids upwards and wanted to touch them a few times with his right hand.

Liao Shikai, San Yanzi and Zhang Yongnian were frightened, and they all spoke out to stop them.

The three ladies were even more anxious, and said loudly: "Su Su Niangzi is still waiting for the old village owner in the village, don't move!" ”

is still a good sentence, Liu Chengdong immediately didn't dare to move.