The Ugudus did not understand what the emperor meant.

Yuan Huang turned around and looked at the old man.

"I don't care what a group of people think or do, as long as they don't break my things, it doesn't matter. ”

Wu Gudu smiled, he walked to the emperor's side, and looked at the closed door of Shen Zheng's mansion and the departing Mo Yi in the distance: "What if someone has to break your things?"

"Then I'll let him die a reasonable death. ”

"So, your life must be troublesome. ”

......

Mo Yi's heart was full of fear.

He had faced defeat countless times, but he had never been more hopeless.

Confucianism and the Jiangnan family are too short-sighted and stupid, Bai Gongzi is eyeing him, they dare to do this, they are greedy enough to kill themselves, and even affect others.

If there is turmoil in the south of the Yangtze River, it is difficult to say whether the northern border army will be affected, and if it affects Caoyun, then the battle of the Heavenly Gate will be defeated.

And Mo Yi was helpless about it.

The Mohists could not stop Confucianism and the Jiangnan family, not even the emperor.

This visit was Mo Yi's own decision, he still had a glimmer of hope for Shen Zheng, Confucianism can have today, closely related to his means, at least he is not so short-sighted.

But now it seems that Confucianism is no longer Shen Zheng's decision.

Mo Yi walked on the street in the sun, listening to the noise of the crowd in his ears, and the temperature of the sun on his body, and then turned around and walked into an alley.

The shadows fell, the sound of the crowd faded away, and at the first corner of the alley, a tall man walked out.

"Juzi. ”

"Shen Zheng didn't see me. ”

"Jiangnan is already in jeopardy," the man was about to roar, but he suddenly realized that he was facing the Mo family's giant, and took a deep breath to calm his tone, "There are tens of thousands of bankrupt homeless people gathered by the Yangzhou Canal, and the Cao Gang and the soldiers are like facing a great enemy, and they are almost about to go to war!"

"Ten thousand people?" Mo Yi smiled bitterly, "Do you know, if something happens to Cao Yun and the Fallen Heaven Gate is defeated, it will be a repeat of the old thing of the demon clan going south twenty years ago, and the number of people who will die is hundreds of thousands, millions." ”

"Think of a way ......"

"You go to Jinghu Villa, only Bai Gongzi can control the Cao Gang, I'm afraid that the soldiers on Cao Yun will kill people. ”

The man looked at Mo Yi in horror and opened his mouth.

And Mo Yi in front of him still had a calm face, like a stone sculpture.

"I'm going to the ashram. ”

"What?"

The man looked at Mo Yi, speechless in surprise.

"Go quickly, you can go in person, others can also go, the sooner the better, Bai Gongzi will not let the Cao Gang make a move against the homeless people no matter what, that is the only chance. ”

As soon as Mo finished speaking, he turned around and left, he knew why the man was surprised, everyone in the quiet room of the Mo family could enter, but after anyone entered, they had to meditate for three days before they could come out, and now the situation was very tight, and the Mo family's juzi disappeared for three days, it was really an adventure.

But Mo Yiyi has made up his mind, and no one can stop him.

......

According to Xiang Wu's revised marching route, the army marched west for a period of time and then turned back to the south and came to the river.

They would cross the river here, then continue west on the other side of the river, turn north, cross the river again and join the border army.

The Nine Emperors didn't like this plan of marching with more unjust roads, but Wang Baobao told him that he could save at least half a month by walking this way, and then he didn't say anything more.

Xiang Wu is indeed a genius, or rather, the soldier is indeed a master who has completely mastered the art of war.

The war had not yet begun, and just by relying on this section of the march, Wang Baobao was completely convinced that Xiang Wu could do everything he could do well, and tilt the balance of victory as much as possible in his favor.

So he decided to give more power and respect to the soldier, for example, by inviting him to participate in his leisure time.

Wang Baobao stood on a hill outside the barracks, overlooking the river not far away, surrounded by the Nine Emperor Princes and Xiang Wu, Shenjun and Goshawk.

These two people were not on the list that Wang Baobao wanted to invite at the beginning, but they were not unwelcome, Xiang Wu wanted them to come together, and Wang Baobao agreed. After all, the god king is an interesting person, and although the flattery of the goshawk is not to Wang Baobao's appetite, he is good at dealing with local officials, and he also contributes a lot to the gods marching in the army.

"This is the river embankment, there are about 100,000 people, you really have no ......last resort," Wang Baobao smiled and pointed at Xiang Wu, "But come to think of it, the river really needs tens of thousands of troops to cross the river, and there is really no such bridge." ”

"With the people here to build a pontoon bridge, the army only has to wait three days before crossing the river, compared to other places where it takes either a month or half a month to cross the river, which is really much better. ”

Shenjun was not just flattering Wang Baobao, he knew that Huang Lao Daoist was not good at military affairs, and he really admired Xiang Wu very much.

"I see that the people by the river have many dishes, and I am afraid that the officials who control the river are not careful, and they must prevent someone from making trouble. ”

Neither the Divine Monarch nor the Goshawk would be the one to say such bad news when they were distracted, but Wang Baobao didn't have such concerns, and he also knew that the Nine Emperor Princes didn't care at all.

"Now that the army is on the side, who dares to make trouble?" Yuan Chi smiled, revealing a mocking expression among friends, "When the army crosses the river, what can be done to make trouble?" ”

"That's right. Wang Baobao laughed at himself and didn't mention it again.

"This is the place where the king crossed the river twenty years ago, but I didn't expect that now the yellow dragon is dancing wildly and has become a construction site. ”

Goshawk knew that most of the demons didn't like historical allusions, but King Chuang was an exception, which was one of the very few people recognized by all the demons, so he did what he liked, and Wang Baobao and the Nine Emperors really showed an emotional look.

"After this battle, our prestige will not be weaker than that of King Chuang!"

Yuan Chi looked at Dahe from afar, his face was full of confidence, he was a person who would never lose confidence, and by his side, anyone would be infected by this confidence, and from this point of view, he was a very good commander.

"Maybe," Wang Baobao raised his head and sighed as he looked at the maelstrom in the north, "No one knows what will come out of the Heavenly Gate." ”

From here, the maelstrom is clearer, it is a high wall of clouds, covering half of the sky, and the rolling thick clouds are stacked on top of each other, like pillars of heaven, on which the sun shines brightly and darkly, and is torn apart with the wild rush of the clouds.

It was a gift of something above the mortal world, full of malice, and mortals could only accept it.

"From here to the west, in about a month, we will be able to reach the Northern Tiger Pass, and then we will know what is in the Gate of Fallen Heaven. ”

"What if it's a kitten or a puppy?"

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