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Han Ruzi is indeed insisting on practicing, even when he is the busiest, he never thinks about giving up, he doesn't spend much time every day, but rarely interrupts, this has become a habit for him, and he also feels a little benefit, and he recovers from exhaustion significantly faster, especially compared to the King of the East China Sea.

But when it comes to fighting, the little internal strength he has learned and a few sets of half-baked boxing techniques are completely useless.

Meng E slapped her palm, and Han Ruzi couldn't even judge the direction, so she could only resist with her chest.

With a bang, Han Ruzi felt a burst of breath, his body did not lean back, but leaned forward, and he supported himself on the bed with both hands before he could barely maintain his balance.

The second palm came again, and Han Ruzi still had nowhere to dodge, so this time he leaned back instead, and also supported his body with both hands, not completely falling.

Bang bang, Meng E's palms slapped one after another, Han Ruzi had no power to parry, leaned forward and leaned back like a tumbler, angry in his heart, but he always held a breath in his chest, and he couldn't even speak.

After doing this more than a dozen times, Meng E finally stopped, Han Ruzi gasped for breath, and it took a while to dissolve the stuffiness in his chest, and he was about to speak, when Zhang Youcai asked with concern from outside: "Master, do you need help?" ”

"No, I'm already lying down, you go and rest." Han Ruzi calmed down, no matter what, Meng E had no malicious intent.

Zhang Youcai sighed outside.

After waiting for a while, Han Ruzi whispered, "Are you still there?" ”

After a while, Meng E replied, "Yes." ”

"Is this a martial arts competition?"

"Hmm."

"Did I lose or win?"

"If you lose, you won't hear me." Meng E was silent for a while, "You are indeed insisting on practicing, and you may also insist on regaining the throne." What do you want to know? Ask, I won't hide it anymore. ”

"Have you and Yang Feng always known each other?" Han Ruzi immediately asked.

"It was he who introduced our brother and sister to the Queen Mother, who was still a princess at that time."

Han Ruzi's heart moved, Yang Feng has always only followed the most promising people, it seems that he has long been optimistic about the Queen Mother, but this matter can only be asked to Yang Feng later, so he said: "One of your brothers and sisters protects the Queen Mother, and the other ...... Teach me internal strength, presumably the things you are trying to do are not small, what is it? ”

Meng E was silent for a while, "Our brother and sister are not surnamed Meng, but Chen. ”

"Hmm." Chen is a very ordinary surname, and Han Ruzi can't hear any information.

Meng E was silent for a while, "We are the descendants of King Qi. ”

"What?" Han Ruzi was really startled, and immediately reacted, he made a mistake, "Oh, it's not the rebellious King of Qi, it's ...... Chen Lun, the king of Qi who competed with Taizu for the world? ”

"That's right, our brother and sister are the sixth grandsons of King Qi."

"More than one hundred and twenty years." Han Ruzi didn't know what to say.

"It's not a long time, the Han family hasn't forgotten the past, it's recorded in the history of the country, and we haven't forgotten it, we remember it in our hearts."

"You ...... Want to return to China? Han Ruzi finally understood what the Meng brothers and sisters were plotting.

"Hmm."

"That can't be." Han Ruzi blurted out, and immediately changed to a more serious tone, "That's impossible, although I'm not the emperor now, I can say and do anything in order to win over my followers, but I can't lie to you in this matter, no descendant of the Han family will allow the Chen family to restore the Qi Kingdom, if the Queen Mother promises you, she must be lying." ”

"What we want is not the land and people of Qi country, but the name of Qi country."

"I don't understand ......"

"There are many countries around Great Chu, and the place is chosen by us, and only 20,000 or 30,000 elite soldiers are needed to restore the Qi country, regardless of an inch of land in Great Chu."

"It's just a borrowed soldier." Han Ruzi felt that this could be considered.

"There is also an admission afterwards that the State of Qi is willing to be a vassal to Great Chu."

This time it didn't sound so outrageous, Han Ruzi thought for a while, "Even so, this is not an ordinary request, the Great Chu Emperor will not casually send troops to attack the surrounding small countries." ”

"It will definitely make the Great Chu Master famous."

"Well, assuming I can help you, what do you get in exchange? Skills...... I can only thank you for not exchanging tens of thousands of elite soldiers with a country name. ”

"The conditions I give you are the same as those for the Queen Mother: one day, when you think it is worth it, you will ask me, as long as you open your mouth, I will agree, then it will be a deal."

"You've saved me twice, and I haven't repaid you yet." Han Ruzi hopes to reduce the bluntness in the "transaction".

"That's what I took the initiative to do, and the internal strength is also a gift, so you know how capable I am, that's all, you don't have to repay it, and I don't need it."

Han Ruzi really wanted to tell Meng E - in fact, it was Chen E - no matter how strong his martial arts were, they could not be used in exchange for the founding of the country, and with the character of the Meng brothers and sisters, they could not rule a country, even if it was a small state.

But what he said was, "Okay, will you stay?" ”

"I'll go to the Broken Iron City, but you don't care where I am, when you want to find me, write a few 'Chen' characters on the outer wall of the General's Mansion, and I'll come to see you that night - write bigger."

"Remembered."

"Don't look for me for small things, when you mark the wall, it means that you will agree to my terms."

Han Ruzi felt that he would never be able to leave a mark, "What about internal strength?" Will you continue to teach me? ”

"You're going to have to practice for a few more months."

"And then?"

Meng E's voice disappeared, the same as before, coming and going silently, never greeting.

The Queen Mother has gone through so many twists and turns, and she has never "necessary" to use the Meng brothers and sisters, Han Ruzi feels that he will not be able to, what he needs is the army and reputation, not one or two masters of the rivers and lakes.

He silently practiced internal skills for a while, lay down to rest, and finally felt a little safe within ten steps.

In the early morning of the next day, Han Ruzi was woken up by Zhang Youcai, hurriedly ate a little breakfast, put on his armor, and prepared to leave.

Yang Feng and the people of the Northern Army had already left one step ahead.

The king of the East China Sea also woke up, sleepy-eyed, and met Han Ruzi outside the tent, and asked: "You are really not afraid of being tired, I am beginning to hope that I will get to the Broken Iron City soon, as long as I can sleep for three days in a row, it will cost you as much as you want." ”

The march was hard, and even if you didn't have to worry about a sneak attack from the enemy, you had to get up early and go to bed late, all in order to get to the designated place on time.

Most of the nobles' sons were tired, many of them did not even wear armor, and sat on horseback and swayed, but they were also tired and sleepy, but they had to take care of the safety of their masters, and did not dare to relax a little.

Cui Teng cheated again, and was picked up by two entourages to pick up the horses, he was still not happy, ordered them to get out, raised his head, and glanced at Han Ruzi viciously, he did this every morning, and as the sun rose, his expression would gradually ease.

Han Ruzi rode a horse to guard the gate, watching the team leave the camp, and several military officials stood beside General Zhenbei, meticulously counting the number of people, horses and vehicles, and recording them.

The King of the East China Sea was by Han Ruzi's side, and suddenly said, "By the way, I heard about something, I don't know if you've heard of it?" The general of Shenxiong Pass was surnamed Wu. ”

Most of the gossip that Han Ruzi knew was heard from the King of the East China Sea, "The surname is Wu? Could it be ......?"

"Exactly."

There is only one possibility that the person surnamed Wu and can be valued by the king of the East China Sea is the uncle of the current emperor.

The emperor had three uncles, who were sent to southern Xinjiang in the early years because of the disaster of the prince, and only returned to Beijing half a year ago.

"Which one?" Han Ruzi asked.

"Wu Xiu."

Wu Xiu is the emperor's second uncle, Han Ruzi thought for a while, "It has nothing to do with us, the soldiers and horses of the Northern Army are ambushed in the valley outside the pass, and they are not controlled by the Shenxiong joint." ”

"That's true, but after passing the customs today, it will be difficult to return to Beijing."

Han Ruzi glanced at the King of the East China Sea, "If you return to Beijing, you must have the will of the imperial court, and whoever guards the pass must be released." ”

"Hehe, you're right." The East Sea King smiled.

The officers had already completed all the paperwork that had passed through the border in advance, the city gates were wide open, and no one else was allowed to pass, and four thousand men and horses and vehicles passed through the customs quickly, without stopping for a moment in the city.

At the city gate, Han Ruzi and the King of the East China Sea met Wu Xiu, a middle-aged man in his forties, who was guarding the pass, and his face still had the vicissitudes of years of hard work, and his expression was too serious.

The two sides were separated by more than a dozen steps, and under the reminder of the military officer, they glanced at each other, nodded, and even if they met, no one spoke.

When Han Ruzi was still outside the city, he had been looking at Shenxiong Pass.

Shenxiong Pass is built between two mountain peaks, the city wall is taller than the capital, the city is not big, there are more warehouses on both sides of the street than the barracks of the residents, this place is easy to defend and difficult to pass, it is true that there is no need for too many garrisons, when necessary, the troops from all over the pass can come to support, and the nearest army will arrive in half a day.

After passing through the Shenxiong Pass, the road went down, and it became more and more tortuous and narrow, Han Ruzi Le Ma glanced back, looking from the north, the pass became more and more indestructible, and couldn't help but praise: "It's really worthy of the word 'Shenxiong'." ”

The King of the East China Sea was a little dazed, "This place is obviously closer to the capital, but I feel farther away." You took us out of the customs, I don't care about others, I must come back alive, you have to give me a guarantee. ”

"Guarantee what? Do you guarantee that you will not be struck by lightning, stoned, or shot by the arrows of the Huns? ”

"Hehe, just laugh and see how long you can laugh."

More than 200 miles from Shenxiong Pass to the Broken Iron City, it can be reached in one day with a fast horse whip, and the army marches relatively slowly, and it takes two days to walk.

On the way, every valley they passed, Han Ruzi and the King of the East China Sea would personally go to see that there were indeed two valleys that had been leveled and guarded by a small number of soldiers, apparently prepared for the construction of camps, and it was said that there were already formed military camps in the valleys further away.

The king of the East China Sea was a little relieved, in fact, he also knew that no one dared to joke about such a big thing as encircling and annihilating the Huns, and now he was worried about another thing, "You must not spend the winter in the broken iron city, and leave after beating the Huns, even if you can't return to Beijing, you must stay in the pass, it is too dangerous outside the pass." ”

The mountains on both sides gradually became shorter, and at noon the next day, the whole army walked out of the mountains and saw the broken iron city twenty miles away.

Under the vast sky, the city was as small as a tent.

Han Ruzi firmly remembered the name of the person Yang Feng told him: Fang Daye. (To be continued.) )