Chapter 0022 - Draw a Big Pie

Xu Lin listened carefully to the language of the Ghost Fang Demon Clan, a bit like the Sino-Tibetan language family, not quite like it, but even with a guess, Xu Lin can basically communicate with these captive maids, nomads in the patriarchal society, women are very obedient, Xu Lin learned from them that their tribe used to be a marginalized tribe, and in recent years, it has become better after being subordinated to the Party Department.

Xu Lin flipped through some of their parchment scrolls and figured out the basic distribution of the ghost people, including the Party Xiang Department, the Dongnu Department, the Bailan Department, the Xishan Eight Kingdoms, the White Dog Department and the Affiliated State Department, among them, the Xishan Eight Kingdoms is the collective name of the mountains west of the Qinglong Plain and the upper reaches of the Minjiang River. Two hundred years ago, these tribes were one country, when the Nangong family joined hands with the Xu family to fight the world, a powerful leader also appeared in the ghost area, unifying these tribes, constantly expanding the territory, they were originally going to enter Wuyang from the southwest border, but the Wuyang Dynasty reacted very quickly, and millions of soldiers swore to block it, and they had no choice but to chisel through the Qinglong Snow Mountain and want to make a surprise attack.

But where did I think that the Wuyang Dynasty had aura protection, and the idea of a surprise attack was bankrupt.

Xu Lin carefully analyzed the strategic intentions of the Ghost Fang Demon Clan according to these clues, the 600,000 army attacking the third line southwest of Wuyang was really a retaliatory attack?

What did the Ghost Fang people send their people to the territory of the Wuyang Dynasty for?

Originally, they kept attacking Shuofang City, but now they didn't see the armor of the ghost people from the Qinglong Snow Mountain for two hundred miles west, and from here, they had no intention of fighting the Wuyang Dynasty.

I don't understand, but the ghost people must have a very large layout.

The wounded soldiers left here with supplies, Xu Lin ordered the soldiers to rest in peace, but it was not okay to play with ghost women, first, this time I came out to fight, what should I do if I play with girls until my legs are weak? Second, he wasn't sure if the Ghost Fang people were of the same clan as the Wuyang people, and what their bloodline was. The great integration of the 56 ethnic groups in China is because people are all descendants of Yan and Huang Chi and have the same origin since ancient times.

With the map, Xu Lin was not in a hurry, there were more than fifty small tribes within a radius of 500 kilometers nearby, and in the center, it was the center of the political circle of their party department.

And near the southwest border, there are the eight countries of Xishan, which is the center of the power of the ghost demon clan, the distance from this place to the eight countries of Xishan is a thousand kilometers, and there are more than 100 small tribes along the way, Xu Lin outlined a route on the drawing with a pen, and the fake golden cicada lay on Xu Lin's side and looked at the road, and said: "Master, let's kill a circle?" ”

Xu Lin smiled: "Kill a circle? What kind of dream, this is our retreat route, a thousand miles of surprise attack, and we can't end up with the ghost people, our horse is a horse from the Western Regions, running a hundred kilometers a day is not a problem, and you can beat the court of the ghost side in ten days, and leave after the fight! ”

The fake golden cicada only felt that his brain was buzzing, judging from the court of the Wuyang Dynasty, many officials who were degraded, a thousand miles of exile is a lifetime, and His Royal Highness the Crown Prince actually wanted to play a thousand miles of surprise attack, it was simply a fantasy.

If it was the real golden cicada here, he would definitely put forward some opinions, but the fake golden cicada didn't dare to say anything.

Late at night, Xu Lin was ready to meditate and practice, and he had to embark on the journey early the next morning. Mi Fei and Fang Fei are busy, and the matter of warming the bed naturally has to be handed over to the fake golden cicada, and she can lie down in the bed to sleep on the first day, so she naturally has to behave.

Xu Lin didn't care, there would definitely be no attack tonight, from the time the battle happened to the battle was resolved, in less than a quarter of an hour, it was impossible for ghost people from other tribes to come to the rescue, this is the courage of the art master.

As soon as Xu Lin mentioned the true qi in his body, he smelled a foul smell coming from outside, he opened his eyes and said, "What kind of smell is this?" ”

The fake golden cicada also smelled it, and was about to get up to look, Xu Lin said: "You sleep with yours, I'll go out and have a look." ”

Before he got out of the door of the felt room, Xu Lin tripped under his feet, and he looked down, isn't this the little man who plays with a big sword?

He squatted down and grabbed the little man and said, "Why are you sleeping here?" ”

This guy who played with the big sword didn't speak as always, Xu Lin said: "Why didn't you wash when you went to take a shower that day?" ”

He still didn't speak, Xu Lin was annoyed, and said, "Get up, take you to the bath!" ”

He still didn't move, Xu Lin kicked him up with both feet, and he reluctantly went.

There is a river next door to the yurt area, Xu Lin took him there, found a clear pool, sprinkled a bag of salt, dispersed the leeches in the water, and kicked him in the pool, Xu Lin squatted on the edge of the pool, listening to her pulse, because in the previous life he had seen a news, there was an old man who had not taken a bath for decades, and his body was very healthy, but the doctor was afraid that he would be sick, so he forced him to take a bath, and he died a few days after taking a bath.

This thing is very rare, but it doesn't necessarily not happen, Xu Lin listened to his pulse and was stable, there was no abnormality, he was healthy, and he was in a very good body, but Xu Lin listened for a moment and exclaimed: "Are you a girl?" ”

The little man who was playing with the big sword hurriedly twisted his head to the side, Xu Lin realized why he didn't go when she asked her to take a shower that day, Xu Lin was surprised: "Girl, what's your name?" Wrap yourself like an armor, so afraid that people will know that you are a girl? What's your name? ”

"My name is Meng Meng."

Xu Lin couldn't cry or laugh, a little girl, she made herself so dirty, what was she afraid of in society?

"Do you have a master?"

Meng Meng shook her head and said, "My father is a blacksmith, and he died after hitting such a sword, and he was killed by the ghost people." ”

Xu Lin wanted to try to pick up the sword and take a look, but no matter how lucky he was, the sword didn't move at all, he was happy, and said, "Could this be the same working principle as the Thor Hammer?" You don't have a master, I'll be your master in the future, if Lao Tzu can become an emperor in the future, you will be a protΓ©gΓ© of the Son of Heaven! What do you think? ”

"Let's sympathize with each other, it doesn't matter if you are a protΓ©gΓ© of the son of heaven, it's good to have a master. I have no relatives. ”

"My relatives might as well not have it, so it's decided, when we go back to Shuofang City, I will put an apprenticeship ceremony for you, you are also talented, I accepted you, I received a treasure!" A girl in another family, it's not good for her to stare at others taking a bath, so she got up and left a sentence: "In the future, I will cover you, and no one will bully you, don't be afraid." And he left.

Meng Meng watched Xu Lin walk away, only to breathe a sigh of relief, and when she saw that there was no one around, she took off her clothes and carefully washed her body, girls who don't want to be clean.

When Xu Lin returned to the camp tent, he suddenly heard a loud eagle roar, flapping his wings from the camp group he had just beaten down, Xu Lin looked up, this is the best falcon hunter, this thing is the best among the eagles, generally produced in the northeast, and now it appears in the hinterland of the Western Regions, which is worth scrutinizing.

Xu Lin went back to the yurt, the fake golden cicada had fallen asleep, Xu Lin looked at the clothes she had taken off and the map she had drawn by herself, and sighed slightly.

Xu Lin sat down and calmed down, just about to go to Zhou Tian with luck, he smelled a trace of clear aroma, opened his eyes, he saw Meng Meng was looking at himself timidly in front of the door, no wonder she was short, she was a little girl in her cardamom years, she was as beautiful as a hibiscus out of the water at the moment, and in terms of temperament, she was not as noble as the people who came out of the palace, but she was very aura.

"Come in, what are you afraid of?"

When she heard this, she came in, pulled a piece of felt and lay next to Xu Lin, didn't say anything, just blinked and looked at Xu Lin, her eyes were clear.

Xu Lin looked at the child, and locked his eyes on the fake golden cicada, he frowned and thought for a moment, and then there was a touch of relief on his face, these days, the golden cicada is sticking to himself, not leaving an inch, and he doesn't know what medicine is sold in the gourd, there is Meng Meng watching by his side, he is at least safe, and he is not so lucky to run out of the ghost gate again.

He said: "That quilt is warm, go and sleep with the golden cicada." ”

The fake golden cicada in her sleep frowned, Meng Meng shook her head, reluctantly, and said: "Master, didn't you say that the Western Regions are bitterly cold, there are cattle and sheep everywhere here, and the fields are fertile, not like it at all." ”

Xu Lin said with a smile: "The bitter cold is talking about the climate, it is still summer, and when winter comes, the temperature here is probably about ten or twenty degrees lower than that of Shuofang City." ”

"Master, will you lead the troops to kill all the ghost people?"

Xu Lin whispered: "Then it depends on whether the ghost people will be educated in the future, in fact, the war is used to prevent the war from happening, if the ghost people are obedient in the future, we won't beat him, okay, sleep, we have to hurry tomorrow." ”

The little girl closed her eyes and fell into a deep sleep.

Xu Lin couldn't sleep anymore, just now he mentioned the word "education" to this girl, he remembered the history of Tibet on the earth, from the Qiang people to the Tibetans, all of them were divided by kings, each of them went their own way, although it was unified many times, but the situation of people scattered and living here has not changed, which has a lot to do with geography.

From the current point of view, their strategy is precise, using trade means to open their country, and then cultural invasion, ghost side, within ten years, is an inseparable part of the Wuyang Dynasty.

Now that the ghost party is unified, the combination is gathered and strong, this guy must have some kind of faith, fanatical religious believers are often not afraid of life and death, and the people are not afraid of death, so why should they be afraid of death?

Today's Wuyang Dynasty is to govern the people with Confucianism, and of course it is possible to use Confucianism to educate the ghost people, but he is unwilling, throughout history, governing the country and leveling the world, relying on Confucianism cannot be done at all.

The best thing is that in the Wuyang Dynasty and the Ghost Fang Demon Clan, and even the Northern Hu people, in the land as far as their eyes can see, a hundred schools of thought will start a dispute, then the central country of this planet is bound to embark on an unprecedented peak.

As soon as he thought of this, he was very excited, looking at the people of these tens of millions of square kilometers, only he has such a height and pattern of thought, he will be the founder of history.

Thinking of this, Xu Lin was a little embarrassed, he had to quickly collect his heart, a journey of a thousand miles began with a single step, but he couldn't look at the masters.

In this way, he had a long conversation with his thoughts, Xu Lin didn't know when he fell asleep, and there was a smile on the corner of his mouth, as if he had eaten the pie he had drawn for himself.

But there is really nothing in this world that makes him afraid, after all, he has a vast history of five years ago in his head, all conspiracies and tricks, regime change, are not new things, even if the masters here are all kinds of strong, in his mind, there is also a complete mythological system.

However, his sister Xu Yeqing was not so lucky......