Chapter Eighty-Three: Reparations

According to Wuhua, he came to this world on a whim after a cold war with his sister for several days. Chen Cheng, www.biquge.info the pen "Fun" Pavilion, calculated that the time flow rate of the two worlds was about one to one hundred. Although it seems that calculating this does not help, it is an instinct, a habit, that he collects it first.

It is unknown whether you need it or not, so if you have something in your hand first, you won't be so anxious when you really need it. Hmm, isn't that a big enough idea?

"Where are we going?" Wuhua asked, "You can't just find a place to start, right?" ”

"Liaoyang, the place we are going to is Liaoyang, the Tokyo Prefecture of Liaoguo." Chen Cheng said: "That's a place with the spirit of a king. ”

"I thought the donor would say that as long as you have a hegemonic heart, it doesn't matter where you start."

"Hmph, it doesn't matter, but in order to save time, it's better to start with easy difficulty."

"Liaoyang.... Is it really kingly? ”

"Probably not," Chen Cheng held his head with his right fist, "but when I go, there will naturally be a king's spirit there." ”

“.......”

The sound of horses' hooves sounded, and the group sped up and headed towards the east. Behind them, a guard army of about 1,000 people was rushing over with murderous vigour.

Yelu Dashi was very afraid of Chen Cheng, and naturally wanted as many soldiers as possible. But he is just a Lin Ya, although he is widely popular and has friendships with many generals in the army, he can't move too many troops. A team of 1,000 people, this is already the limit of what he can do.

After the thousand people joined him, they rushed all the way along the main road. More than a thousand horsemen rolled up a long dragon of smoke and dust on the mainland, and the horses' hooves hit the ground with a thunderous sound. As one of the standing armies of the Liao State, the guards are naturally extremely elite.

However, after hundreds of years, the guards are far from being comparable to their ancestors. Theoretically, this thousand-man team should have more than 1,000 soldiers, more than 300 mules, horses, camels, and 1,500 war horses, plus countless ordnance.

However, the troops that can be pulled out now are actually only six or seven hundred, and the armor rate is not even thirty percent. Bad habits in the army, such as eating empty salaries and reselling ordnance, were also commonplace in the Liao army. Oh, the Liao army generally doesn't pay much military salaries, and they all have to bring their own dry food, so their discipline is not very good, and they just rely on brute courage to support.

Such an army, used to suppress domestic rebellion, or to bully those in the further south of the Song army, who don't know if there is a five-strong combat effectiveness, is naturally handy, if it encounters a really strong army, it will probably only be able to rely on mobility and give full play to the advantage of coming and going like the wind.

"Master!" Zhan Beiye shouted: "It seems that there are cavalry chasing after you!" ”

"Well, there are about seven or eight hundred riders." Wuhua said lightly: "Listening to the sound of the horse's hooves, it seems to be very urgent, and there is a faint murderous aura, it seems that the person who came is not good." ”

"Hmph, those who come are not good, and those who are good are not coming." Chen Cheng said: "Stop and wait for them." Polishing all the knives and guns for me, don't let people think you haven't had enough to eat! ”

Ah Da and the others looked very nervous. So many cavalry, you don't have to do it, you can trample them to death just by riding a horse, right? Many slave warriors trembled in their hearts and peeked at Chen Cheng in the carriage.

"What are you looking at?" Ah Da said angrily: "Do you think that if those Khitans knew about the previous events, they would let you go? Stop dreaming! They'll just knock you inside the sack and trample you to death! Wound all the bows, and whoever dares to run away, the knife in my hand will not agree. ”

After finishing speaking, Ah Da Zongma arrived in front of Chen Cheng, puffed up his chest, and said, "Master, do you think this can be done?" ”

"Good!" For capable subordinates, Chen Cheng is not hesitant to praise.

Zhan Beiye glanced at Ah Da, and also got a steel knife to hang on his waist. He rolled his eyes, and saw that there were no flowers on the side as if nothing had happened, and he still maintained that dusty temperament, and couldn't help asking, "Master, don't you make some preparations?" ”

"Why prepare?" Wuhua asked rhetorically, "Is there any danger?" ”

"There are so many cavalry here, this must be trying to make trouble!" Zhan Beiye said: "Could it be that Master, you plan to surrender if the situation is not right, or simply run away?" ”

"In the eyes of the poor monks, there are not many enemies." Wuhua Lang said: "There are only two enemies to really pay attention to. ”

"Hey, master, do you know who is here? Are there only two masters in it? ”

"I don't know."

"Didn't you just say that there are only two enemies to watch out for?"

"Yes, there are only two real enemies, one is fame and the other is profit." Wuhua said indifferently: "Other than that, there is nothing that can be regarded as an enemy anymore." ”

Phew! Zhan Beiye hates such a fake guy the most. Men just want to make great achievements, achieve great causes, and come with wine and wealth! If it weren't for the enjoyment of all this, why did he work so hard to practice martial arts? Why get up and practice after sleeping only four or five hours a day?

If you really have no desires, then go to the deep mountains and old forests, and don't come out. Hmph, Zhan Beiye now feels more and more hateful about this monk.

"Enough!" Chen Cheng shouted: "The other party has come." ”

With seven or eight hundred elite soldiers as the backing, Yelu Dashi's courage was strong. He slapped his horse out of the crowd and shouted, "Mr. Chen, why did you go so fast?" ”

"The Central Plains deer is fat, it's not fast." Chen Cheng smiled: "Yelu Dashi, why are you in such a hurry? ”

"I'm .....", Yelu Dashi was about to count down the other party's words, and then with a wave of his hand, hundreds of soldiers swarmed up and chopped Chen Cheng into meat sauce. But as soon as he opened his mouth, those words rolled around in his throat, and he just couldn't get out.

"Gollum", he swallowed his saliva, and suddenly found that after facing Chen Cheng again, the little courage in his heart did not melt quickly like ice and snow under the scorching sun.

"I ...... I'm ......", Yelu Dashi opened his mouth and stammered, and suddenly said thoughtlessly: "I'm afraid that Mr. won't be pestered enough, so I'm here to give you some." ”

"Really?" Chen Cheng smiled and said, "Then thank you Dashi Linya." Is there anything else going on besides that? You can't just bring so many people just to send money, right? ”

"......", Yelu Dashi lowered his head and said dejectedly: "This is the imperial court's guard pro-army, I am afraid that Mr. will encounter bandits on the road, so I transferred them and gave them to Mr. for protection." ”

After finishing speaking, Yelu Dashi regretted it and wanted to give himself a big mouth.