"How do you know me?" Chen Xiaochu looked at this brocade guard and asked curiously. Pen % fun % Pavilion www.biquge.info

"We have a portrait of Lord Chen." Yuan Bin replied without the slightest scruples.

"Portrait?" Chen Xiaochu's thoughts suddenly recalled the scene when he was in the Northern Continent and gathered with other civilization seeds, at that time, Lan Zhongjie's command also had the existence of Jinyiwei, Chen Xiaochu immediately thought speculatively, it is estimated that Jinyiwei depicted his own image at that time, and he can recognize himself, to a large extent, this Yuan Bin is the real messenger.

"Even if they are loyal to different civilization seeds, does the Jinyi Guard still have some kind of communication with each other?" Chen Xiaochu said with some thought to himself, then looked at Yuan Bin and said, "What does the alliance leader of Eastern China have to tell me?" ”

"Lord Chen, can you take a step to speak?" Yuan Bin glanced at the generals around Chen Xiaochu slightly, and asked in a tentative tone.

"Not necessarily." Chen Xiaochu shook his head and immediately said, "If you have anything to say, just say it directly, our army is about to start." ”

"This ,,,,,,。" Hearing Chen Xiaochu say this, Yuan Bin's face suddenly showed a somewhat embarrassed expression and said, "Is Lord Chen going to continue to attack south?" ”

"Any questions?" Chen Xiaochu looked at Yuan Bin and asked a little strangely.

"I was ordered to persuade my lord to withdraw from the army." Yuan Bin looked at Chen Xiaochu and said in a low voice: "This is the meaning of the seeds of all Chinese civilization in the Northern Continent. ”

On the wall of Yanzhou City, Zhou Dayong clenched his fists and looked at Chen Xiaochu's army gathered outside the city, and he sighed with emotion in his heart. "To be entrusted with such an important task by the Mandate of Heaven will be a death in the future."

Although the conversation with Chen Xiaochu was only a few short sentences, it was enough to make Zhou Dayong feel Chen Xiaochu's sincerity.

"Huh? Why hasn't it been pulled out yet. Zhou Dayong found that it was time to march, but the army in line had no intention of pulling out.

"Is it a temporary need to change the military strategy?" Zhou Dayong thought suspiciously, but the next action outside the city immediately broke his doubts.

Chen Xiaochu rushed to the newly built road first, followed by the guards of the Han Dynasty, the banners were grinning, the red flags were surging, and the entire army sequence was soon slowly marching in the direction of Kuro City in the various shouting orders.

"Lord Chen, this is what the alliance leaders mean, do you want to think about it again?" Zhou Dayong was surprised to find that a rider was driving a horse, following Chen Xiaochu's side, shouting loudly, and it seemed that he did not belong to Chen Xiaochu's command.

"Needless to say, you can follow what I told you and pass the word to the three alliance leaders." Chen Xiaochu turned his head and said lightly, then he stopped saying a word, and drove the war horse to speed forward.

"Lord Chen!" Yuan Bin shouted helplessly, but Chen Xiaochu's back gradually drifted away.

Sighing, Yuan Bin turned the horse's head, thinking in his heart, he had to do what Chen Xiaochu said, and drove the war horse towards the northern coast.

War destroys many things, even the human heart cannot avoid it.

Senranmaru took a dozen samurai to flee all the way, looking behind him from time to time, for fear that Chen Xiaochu would send a cavalry army to pursue, even if he spent a few days and nights, he didn't dare to relax in the slightest.

"Moriranmaru-sama, we're here." A samurai said to Moriranmaru with some excitement.

Everyone felt the pain in the diaphragm on both sides of their thighs when riding on the war horse, and after a long time of riding, they did not dare to take the big road, and chose to take various detours and paths, and finally arrived near Shanchun City.

"yes, it's back." Senranmaru's spirit was slightly uplifted, but after getting closer, the shadow in his heart emerged again.

Shanchun City is just a pile of ruins at the moment.

The gray-black ruined wooden frame of the castle tower, the shattered walls of the mountain castle, and the faint smell of burning in the air made Moriranmaru fall into memories again.

"Chen Xiaochu, at such a price, I will let the Huaxia people return it ten times or a hundred times." Senranmaru gritted his teeth and swore secretly in his heart. At this moment, not only is the city gone, but the army is also gone, and even the famous weapon and sword that Nobunaga Gong rewarded him with have also been lost, all thanks to the Chinese ruler named Chen Xiaochu.

"Let's go, let's go up the mountain, and then you will go to the villages to gather the ashigaru, and at least pull up a temporary army to meet the family elders." After Mori Ranmaru came to the ruins of the pass at the foot of the mountain, he ordered a group of samurai, and although the samurai were tired, they all received the order, and at this moment near Yamaharu Castle, there was a strange security that enveloped everyone, so that they were no longer so afraid of the pursuers.

Although Chen Xiaochu destroyed Shanchun City, he did not cause any damage to the surrounding villages, and Senranmaru still remembered that at that time, the New Guards distributed some of the military baggage that Shanchun City could not take away to the civilians in the surrounding Dongying villages.

"At the moment of life and death, I can't care so much, I must recover those baggage." Moriranmaru rode a war horse with two samurai and headed towards the largest village near Yamaharu Castle, Heiso Town.

And the villagers of Heiso Town didn't know that Moran Maru and the others were approaching them at this moment. During this time, they were far away from the strife of various forces and the flames of war, and received a large amount of rice and food for the samurai, and they lived very peacefully.

Villages began to govern each other, and they were still like a pocket country in the mountains, without the peach blossom source of war.

For the first time, the villagers found that they could live like this.

No one preaches all day long in their own heads, which civilization is their enemy, no one agitates around them, war is coming, and no one's home sends the white-haired to the black-haired again.

The courtesy of the samurai became the etiquette of the new Autonomous Corps soldiers, but these soldiers did not want to be like the samurai masters, because they were farmers and hunters themselves, no different from ordinary civilians. They were honored because they united the young men of the villages and fought off the robbers who harassed the villages.

Jing San, who was the captain of the autonomous team at the moment, imitated the grassroots structure of the Tang Army taught by Pei Yuanqing, and formed an autonomous team of about 200 people.

Saved his younger brother Isuke.,And according to the customs of the village, he married Momoko as his wife.,And became the protector of each village.,This result is already the envy of everyone.,But in the heart of Jingsan,There's always a feeling of inexplicability.。

What Chen Xiaochu once said still pops up from time to time, and Jing San's heart is looking forward to joining Chen Xiaochu's command like Genmen Jiro and becoming a general-like figure, but the concern of his hometown suppresses himself, and the two thoughts struggle from time to time, so that Jing San likes to find a time every day, sit quietly alone, and look at the ruins of Shanchun City in a daze.

Is such a life really real? There is no war, no death, no sense of oppression and urgency, and you can see the smiling faces of the villagers every day. After living like this day by day for a long time, Jing San slowly felt uncomfortable, as if all this should be unreal.

"Are you remembering the heroes who died in Shanchun City?" The abrupt voice came into Inozo's ears, making Izan think that he had heard it wrong, and turned his head to look in the direction where the voice came from, and what caught his eyes were three brightly armored Toei samurai, and the first person was Senranmaru.

"You are? Moriranmaru-sama? Jing San said in surprise, and the knife drawing action he just wanted to make was stopped abruptly, and his body couldn't help but tremble slightly.