On the official road of the county, hundreds of people walked on the rammed loess road, hundreds of them wearing various armors and holding weapons of different lengths in their hands. Walk in clusters. This is very different from the modern army.

In the industrial age, the clothing and weapons of the army were uniform and uniform. When marching, they all walked in very neat queues. But in an era when productivity was a small-scale peasant economy, the army's weapons were not standard, and the quality of the weapons provided by the government varied, and in order to save their lives, the soldiers would pay the blacksmith to make a good weapon for themselves, or it was captured by the opponent. As for the armor, it is even more unlikely to be a standard, this kind of life-saving thing on the battlefield is often made at your own expense. And the queues formed by clusters are actually small gangs. In cold weapon combat, this kind of small group has a tacit understanding with each other, and the survivability is higher. But this also created the mountaineering of the army in the feudal era. The reason why generals often do not listen to the emperor's orders. Because the army is full of small gangs. These small gangs are spreading from the bottom to the top.

Of course, this era is not without soldiers holding standard weapons, wearing standard armor, and walking in a relatively neat queue. For example, the Imperial Forest Army that defended the capital was such an army. But that kind of army, in the eyes of the veterans of this bone battalion, has never seen blood, and it is easy to panic in front of the knife.

The Imperial Forest Army of all dynasties in the classical era of the East has this problem, although there is abundant material security, but because there are too many people in each noble, it is difficult to train strictly, only the material is abundant, the training is strict, and the army that kills is considered a modern army. The ancestors of the Imperial Forest Army were the group of soldiers who fought the world with the emperor, and now the capital fights fiercely at most, and as for the battle, it can only rely on the advantage of cultivation to suppress the enemy.

The Dead Bone Battalion is a perennial battle with the northern barbarians, these soldiers who have rolled in the pile of dead people walk on the pipes with a big grin, passing merchants, all have to avoid, so not majestic, these officers and soldiers only have the discipline to be able to follow a general riding a tall horse without falling behind.

This freshly clothed and angry general is also a disciple of a family, and in this era, only the children of the family can be officials, and the officials here can be civil and martial. As for the noble and the lowly, it only appeared after the rise of the imperial examination. Before the rise of the imperial examination, the family controlled the court and the army, and it was impossible for the military attache to become cheap.

The disciple of the military warrior family was talking to a friend dressed in a scribe's costume at this time. Wen and Wu said freely that this can only be seen from the Han Dynasty to the Tang Dynasty, because they are all disciples of the family. Perhaps dozens of generations of marriages have been carried out. In the Wei and Jin dynasties, Ji Kang had a huge reputation, but he was unwilling to make friends with people with real power, which ruined the reputation of people with real power in the family circle, so he was killed by the opportunity to be caught by real power.

The civil official name is Han Tao, and the military general is Zhou Song,

Han Tao said: "Brother Zhou, Qingya Mountain has gathered thousands of people, from what you can see, who is planning here?" ”

Zhou Song laughed and said: "Brother Han, with me, any demon will be a fan in front of the army." Why do you have to learn from that mediocrity? ”

Han Tao knocked on the folding fan, nodded and said, "It should be that I am too worried, so that Brother Zhou can laugh." It's just that recently, Kyoto's national teacher has become more and more arrogant. Everywhere has risen recklessly,"

Zhou Song: "Brother Han, after you are an official, you have less freedom in the past." ”

Han Tao: "Hahaha" smiled.

It's not that Han Tao is sensitive, as a magistrate, he knows that the place where Zhao Mingyi is active was originally a place where demon beasts are entrenched in smoke and miasma, as the prince of Zhumen, he is not worried about demon beasts, demon beasts are entrenched in the mountains and wilderness, there is a fixed territory, and they will not be free to wander, but in exchange for tens of thousands of people entrenched, he is worried about the chaos, because the chaos people gather together There is a possibility of wandering and destruction, in the past dynasties, the most worrying thing about Confucianism is that the foreign Tao gathered a large number of displaced people in the name of establishing a religion.

In particular, the struggle between the families in the court and the national teachers has reached an incandescent level. Several disciples of the national teacher were jointly exterminated by the righteous path because of the disaster to the people and the country, although the evidence is ironclad, but the emperor was still "blinded" and chose to trust the national teacher's flawed lies. And now that Han Tao has discovered this phenomenon of gathering crowds under his rule, he immediately contacted his friends to send troops to help him and find out what Qingya Mountain is all about.

When the two of them were talking and laughing, four thousand meters away, climbing on the top of the tree like monkeys, Zhao Mingyi looked at the team with a telescope. I was pondering in my heart.

In his heart, Zhao Mingyi has already wiped out this team dozens of times, and he can't wait to directly destroy the two people in the team with one shot, but reason makes Zhao Mingyi sigh, the circle of the family is very small, once two people die unclear, they will definitely investigate, and the investigation will definitely investigate themselves, once it is found that it is related to themselves, then the next time it will definitely not be the army, but the senior brothers who came to clean up the portal from their own sect. What should I do then? Go back to Tumen?

Although Li Er's side has the experience of facing the encirclement and suppression of big forces and surviving alone, so that Zhao Mingyi does not like to fall into that fate at all, Li Er (himself) would have collapsed if he had not realized the Internet mentality.

So after thinking twice, Zhao Mingyi prepared to communicate. For Zhao Mingyi, communication may be more of a test of skill than combat. For Zhao Mingyi's current cultivation and the current arsenal, the war only needs to be smashed, and the exchange is to let the other side do things according to their own will. It needs to be subtle and just the right amount of deterrence. Any communication needs strength as a backing, and if there is no strength as a backing, even if both parties have common interests, there will be communication barriers under the progress of one party.

After jumping down from the tree, Zhao Mingyi took off a camouflage uniform, and a sturdy figure appeared, but then he opened the package and changed into a chivalrous costume in the division. , put the firearm in the box and buried it in the ground. Then he changed into a long sword, and hung the ring pendant that his uncle gave him around his waist.

Drew out the long sword, used the sword as a mirror, and looked at his appearance, "It looks pretty good" Zhao Mingyi gave himself a ninety point evaluation. Inserting the sword into the scabbard, Zhao Mingyi showed a sunny smile, held the magic sword in his hand, and walked towards the pipe.

Forty minutes later, a young man, carrying a long sword, stood on the official road, blocking Zhou Song and Han Tao, the two disciples of the family, head-on.

Han Tao's eyes lit up when he saw Zhao Mingyi, but Zhou Song rode up to meet him

"Who are you, why are you blocking the way of the officers and soldiers!" Zhou Song pointed at Zhao Mingyi with a horizontal lance.

Facing the horse war weapon in front of him, Zhao Mingyi's smile was undiminished, and he pulled out a tweeter from behind and said: "In the lower mountain wild Taoist priest, today I saw the general come in the lead, and I went out twenty miles to greet him." Do the friendship of the landlord. Zhao Mingyi's tone was slight, but his voice was extremely penetrating, and the horses on the official road couldn't help but neigh in the sound of thunder.

The tweeter in his hand, aimed at the general's subwoofer in full body armor, this style of painting is extremely weird, actually. Zhao Mingyi was actually able to transmit sound through the air around the forty meters of the vibration through cultivation. (This electric speaker is made with the technique of refining a tool.) ）

Zhou Song controlled Ma Touyang's voice and said, "You settle here, do you have official documents?" Zhao Mingyi smiled and said: "I walk the world, kill one person in ten steps, and don't stay for thousands of miles, dare to ask if the government can manage me?" As soon as these words came out, everyone was shocked, but the veterans and ruffians in the rear faintly felt a strong murderous aura from Zhao Mingyi's tone and demeanor, and some veterans of the Dead Bone Battalion felt that the vital points on their bodies were being watched. After being swept away by Zhao Mingyi's gaze, the pores on his body were a little numb. As Zhao Mingyi has never killed anyone, as Li Er has killed more than one person, Li Er is the other side of Zhao Mingyi.

Zhou Song raised the lance and shouted: "Who is the demon, he actually made such a mistake." The left guard" A soldier in armor (dragon suit) on the side shouted angrily, "Yes." ”

Zhou Song pointed at Zhao Mingyi and said, "Take this fang down for me." ”

Looking at the surging soldiers, Zhao Mingyi said coldly with three points of arrogance: "You must drink wine, whether it is forbidden or punished." ”

Then take a step. This step, comparable to a tiger pounce, jumped in front of Zhou Song, Zhou Song was shocked, and hurriedly raised the lance, but the lance was held by Zhao Mingyi's hand, when the lance was held by Zhao Mingyi, Zhou Song felt that his lance was like inserted into the battering ram. Motionless

I saw Zhao Mingyi's hand holding the mallet rod push forward, as if it was like the brute force of a hydraulic press, and it was transmitted to Zhou Song through the mallet, and Zhou Song clamped the horse's belly with his legs, trying to resist this obedience with the help of the horse's strength. However, the horse under his crotch could not stop this strange force either. The horse's paw slid upside down on the ground with a trace of ten centimeters, and finally the horse couldn't stand it anymore and retreated backwards.

The polite Lu Yuan, like a steamroller at this time, the boots were not submerged into the depth of the rammed earth layer by an inch, and just like this, step by step, pushing the knight back with one hand, Zhou Song's is not a cat or a dog, as a disciple of the family, he is also diligent and hardworking. And the horse under his crotch was nothing but extraordinary, and now it was as weak as a baby. The soldiers around him, who were about to rush up to watch, couldn't help but stop.

Zhou Song, who was riding on a horse with a face flushed from all his strength, saw that the soldiers around him did not come up, and couldn't help shouting: "Those who retreat from the battle, behead!" At this time, the surrounding soldiers shook their senses and cautiously rushed up with their knives.

And Zhao Mingyi turned his head slightly, but his sharp gaze made this group of people take a step back in fear. Zhao Mingyi said in a low voice: "Let me go." When the words fell, Zhao Mingyi's wrist twisted. The lance also turns. The mallet in Zhou Song's hand slid and came out of his hand, and a layer of skin in his palm was ground off.

The mallet was taken by Zhao Mingyi with one hand.