On the outskirts of the Misty Forest, the inexplicable war that the demons had jumped up on the western border had ended, and the empire's large army led by the kamikaze army had retreated to its station, leaving only part of it to put the finishing touches on the aftermath.

In a big war involving hundreds of thousands of troops from three sides, the handling of the post-battlefield work has never been a simple matter. Even if the simplest pit burial is used, the labor scheduling and disinfection materials required are not a small amount of work. Therefore, this piece often has a part of the special military merit allocation, and some of the children of the family who are unwilling to go to the battlefield and work hard will often take over this job after the war to obtain a way to enter the imperial military and political circles.

As far as the empire is concerned, this is originally a fierce general in the army who are reluctant to take over, and no one thinks that taking over this job will have any great benefit. This part of the children of the family can be regarded as just filling this part of the vacancy, so they have always turned a blind eye.

And this big battle that has been ranked among the top three in scale for decades, and the aftermath is led by a deputy commander of the Liangzhou Legion under the jurisdiction of the Western Province, but the specific task is taken over by Murong Qiushui, the youngest son of the Murong family, the only family in the Northwest Province.

However, at this time, it was an old man in his fifties who was supervising and directing at the scene, dressed in purple cloth and without a battle armor, and arranged the personnel present in a few words and assigned the task down.

The old man was originally a servant of the Murong family, and he was born in the Murong family since he was born.

Murong Jia's strength is unfathomable, and it is a talisman for that little prince of Murong to travel this time. It's just that not long after he rushed here, the little boy sneaked out, and there was only a family guard around him, although he had sent a steward to follow urgently, but in this small-scale war, no one knows if there are any fish that have slipped through the net in the misty forest.

On this side, there is the transfer of thousands of soldiers and tens of thousands of people, plus they have to fight with those Liangzhou legions, if there is no Murong Jia in charge, it is very likely that they will be cheated twice.

On this battlefield that encompasses several states, tens of thousands of people are busy at the moment, interspersed with a team composed of several imperial soldiers patrolling and inspecting, materials, vehicles, people, soldiers, the whole scene is extremely crowded, but there is no stagnation in the entire battlefield. This is the embodiment of the family's heritage, and only one subordinate can handle such a complex and large-scale business.

Murong Jia looked at the orderly battlefield and ordered the few stewards accompanying him, and then prepared to go into the big tent to discuss the aftermath with the general who was actually sitting here, and then went to the Misty Forest to bring back the lawless little boy.

At this time, a momentum suddenly appeared, Murong Jia suddenly turned around, and saw a floating boat in the style of a light boat, and there was only one woman standing on the floating boat, and he breathed a sigh of relief when he saw this person. At this time, heavy footsteps sounded beside him, and a middle-aged man wearing armor appeared, it was the burly and somewhat excessive military general.

Before the float boat landed, the woman stepped down, looked at the old man in front of her, smiled and said, "Hard Uncle Jia", and then nodded to the fat man with a smile on his face, and took the lead in the big tent.

Murong Jia knew the temper of this eldest lady of his family, so he could only smile apologetically at the fat general, and the fat man waved his hand to indicate that it was okay. Originally, as the local garrison of Liangzhou Province, this was already within the strength of the Murong family, and the fat man had already heard of this extremely arrogant Miss Murong, so he didn't feel abrupt at this time.

Because it was a temporary construction, there was only one main seat with a seat in the big tent, and the others had not had time to be cleaned up, and the eldest lady of Murong Tonghuang, whose reputation spread all over the northwest, was not allowed to sit on the main seat, swept a glance at the people who followed the tent, frowned, and said: "Qiushui is going to the wild again!

With just one glance, he affirmed the whereabouts of this little boy Murong, Murong Jia could only smile helplessly, bent down and hugged his fists and said: "The eldest lady is angry, it's me who is not optimistic about the little boy"

Emperor Murong Tong waved his hand, obviously not familiar with Murong Qiushui's temperament. He lowered his head and thought for a moment, then looked up at the fat man who had been standing in front of him and said, "General Zhang, is it appropriate for me to take over this place for the time being?"

The fat man, who was called Zhang Zhangjun, nodded again and again and said: "This was originally finalized with the Murong family, although it was originally scheduled to be Morong Xiaogong, but since Miss Murong has spoken, it is naturally fine." ”

The woman nodded as a compliment, and then said to the old man in front of her: "Uncle A, I have to trouble you to run around, even if you break your leg, you have to bring him back as soon as possible." ”

Murong Jia nodded, and hesitated for a moment before speaking: "Miss, after all, this is already the outermost part of the Misty Forest, although it has just gone through a big war, but the empire has already searched once after the end of the war, so there shouldn't be any trouble." ”

The woman shook her head, and said, "Those troubadours should have beheaded them, so that now these little children only remember the splendor of the Misty Forest, but they don't know the horror of the Misty Forest." Uncle Jia, not to mention that the demons are very likely to remain in it, even some of the fierce beasts in it are not something they can deal with. ”

Murong Jia didn't dare to stay any longer, and didn't even give an explanation to a few of his subordinates, just confessed to the general surnamed Zhang next to him, and opened the military tent, looking at every step gently and skillfully, but a black mark loomed behind him, and he had obviously gone all out, and the speed was that even the military's off-road military vehicles could not catch up.

General Zhang looked at the distant figure and opened his mouth, and at this moment he knew that this old man, who had always been good-tempered, had actually obtained the mark of heaven and earth, and he had the strength of a real general. General Zhang couldn't help but sigh in his heart, the family is really a behemoth.

Emperor Murong Tong, who did not have the slightest consciousness of the dove occupying the magpie's nest, did not care about the heart of the fat man at the moment, and looked into the distance, and the direction was the misty forest, but no one knew what she was thinking.

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In the depths of the misty forest, a young man in a brocade suit, probably seventeen or eighteen years old, looks worthy of the word Qiushui, with a pair of slender eyebrows, plus peach blossom eyes, quite a bit of the taste of crown jade.

The young man is the playful Murong Qiushui, but along the way, except for the surprise and excitement of seeing the misty forest for the first time, it is actually quite boring to travel all the way, a big battle on the edge of the misty forest, and there is no beast left on the periphery of the misty forest, and there are no lone demons left. There were about four or five people on the side, the first one was dressed in black, and he was the second-class steward of the Murong family, looking at the little master with a helpless face at the moment, in fact, he was still glad in his heart, after all, this is a misty forest, and fun and danger often complement each other.

But the next moment, one of the scouts in front of him quietly appeared.

Although Murong Qiushui has not really been on the battlefield, but after all, he is a disciple of the family, and he has been in the military camp in the end, so he naturally knows that there is a situation in front of him, his eyes lit up instantly, and after listening to the scout's report, he has already taken three steps and two steps, dozens of meters away, and sure enough, he saw a young man, carrying a giant sword that was about to catch up with his height, and under his feet was a small deer, and on the head of the fawn was a pair of crystal clear, and even some milky white antlers.

The young man with the giant sword on his back was none other than Fang Zhuo.

In the eastern center of the Misty Forest before, on the last attempt before leaving, Fang Zhuo still couldn't subdue this long sword, but the old man made a move, restrained the original immovable long sword to a weight of hundreds of kilograms, and then let Fang Zhuo carry it behind him, which could be regarded as a form of boiling the body.

Along the way, the old man beside him was haunted, and every once in a while he would help Fang Zhuo continue to boil his body, traveling thousands of miles to the west, Fang Zhuo was also beaten thousands of miles, but the old man would give Fang Zhuo some beast meat or herbs from time to time, in addition to raw deer, Fang Zhuo had already swallowed the snake gall of the giant python alive, drank the soup boiled from the bones of the snow tiger, and ate the meat under the throat of the violent bear...... Countless of them are used as repairs after boiling the body.

The fawn in front of him, called "Shenglu", was originally the result of Li Taibai's shot, a pair of deer antlers of raw deer, which is a rare nourishing holy product, and its effect on the comprehension and cultivation of the Force may be average, but it has a unique effect on the body. However, the raw deer is extremely rare, and the strength is not too strong, but the natural speed is terrifying, and the four hooves are flying, and the generals may not be able to catch it if they have no means.

The key point is that the antler velvet of the raw deer must be taken off while alive, and it can be matched with a rare poison called "broken grass" in this misty forest in order to fully play its role, in the old man's mouth, the antler velvet of this raw deer has reached the level of holy products, and it is an extremely rare opportunity in the flesh tempering.

However, the old man said that this "broken grass" was difficult to find, and if he couldn't say it, he would have to fight with a big guy, and besides, he had already reached the periphery of the Misty Forest, so he let Fang Zhuo stay here.

Seeing the faintly milky white antler velvet of the raw deer, the black-clothed steward behind him looked surprised, quickly jumped in and took a closer look, and then there was an irrepressible joy, as the steward of the Murong family, this point is still in his eyes, obviously the raw deer in front of him is extremely difficult to catch, and the quality of the antler velvet is directly catching up with the highest level that can be seen at present.

The black-clothed steward was happy, and turned to Murong Qiushui on the side and said, "Congratulations to the son."

Suddenly encountering such an opportunity, Murong Qiushui was naturally overjoyed, and after laughing, he ordered the people around him to come, as for Fang Zhuo, who was standing aside, he had long been ignored.

But at this time, Fang Zhuo had to speak: "Childe is going to buy it or, grab it?"

The last word, with a hint of ridicule, finally caught Murong Qiushui's attention.