Although Heifeng Village is a bandit village, it is actually no different from the town.

At most, there are more contraband, and from time to time there are knights in armor coming in and out - but if you get used to it, the people in the village will naturally be surprised.

This day, afternoon.

Nineteen knights wore sharp armor and walked slowly towards the gate of the cottage, and beside the knight who took the lead, there was an eighteen open-top sedan chair, and the person on the sedan chair was Mi Tao, the owner of the black walled city.

Eight eight-rank wrestlers carried the sedan chair steadily, and Mi Tao sat in the sedan chair unmoving.

Until these two groups of people came to the door of the cottage, the leader of the nineteen horsemen suddenly turned his head and looked at Mi Tao.

"Uncle Mi, my nephew is gone, don't send it again."

Mi Tao also looked at Lu Ming and smiled: "Then uncle, I'll send it here." ”

After saying that, he looked straight and said solemnly: "This trip is difficult, but my uncle hopes that my nephew will succeed!" ”

He said sincerely, and Lu Mingzi was also sincere.

"See you and me in January! Drink 300 cups! ”

"See you in a month."

"Also, thank you uncle for the golden silk soft armor."

"It fits well."

"Farewell!"

"Don't send it!"

A few words is a parting.

The rivers and lakes are far away, who knows if they can see you again!

The horses cried, and the knights spurred the horses away.

Mi Tao looked into the distance, and the faint concern was tied to his eyes, but after all, it disappeared.

He waved his hand.

"Go home and eat meat!"

……

It wasn't until he walked out of the mountain stream outside the Black Wind Village that Lu Ming stopped.

Ma Herod snorted, and the British side behind him stepped forward and stood beside Lu Ming.

"Helper."

"Hmm."

"Home?"

Lu Ming shook his head: "No, I can't go back." ”

The power of eight pins, eighteen iron horses.

It is also strong to say that it is strong, and it is also weak to say that it is weak.

But in Xuanshui City, this little power really can't set off any storms.

Thinking of this, Lu Ming suddenly stretched out his hand.

"Map."

The British side presented the map, Lu Ming opened it, and saw a detailed hand-drawn map in front of him.

The map is drawn by the landform in this Daliang Mountain.

In addition to the topography, there are also the general locations of the various cities and settlements in Daliang Mountain.

Correct......

"This map is a map before January, and there are many bandits in Liangshan, and the change of power is extremely fast, except for a few forces that do not move, most of the forces will not live for three years and five years."

"Maybe some of the walled cities on this map were there a month ago, but they're gone now."

The map is time-sensitive, and the faster the change of power, the shorter the map timeliness.

Lu Ming also knows this reason.

He looked at the map with deep eyes, and his eyes crossed, but from Xuanshui City, all the way through Daliang Mountain, and arrived at the end of Daliang Mountain, the boundary of the Liang Kingdom!

"An escape route."

Lu Ming suddenly opened his mouth and said like this.

The British side thought for a moment and said, "It is necessary." ”

The situation in Xuanshui City is treacherous, but it is not Lu Ming who can decide everything, but the "upper family".

Once the upper family fell, Lu Ming was dead.

Just like Lu Yao's "violent death from heart disease", how Lu Ming will die at that time is simply up to others.

Lu Ming can't decide the above game, but he definitely can't entrust his life to the hands of the "upper family".

"Once I can't do anything, I have to drill into the cool mountains."

"Liangshan is not safe, it is best to drill to Liangguo."

"And Song Laosan's incident has reminded me that other people's channels are not safe, and my own channels are the safest."

"So, it's necessary for me to make some arrangements in Liangshan."

Several hidden strongholds.

Some of the available manpower, they are also substitutes for the dead at critical moments.

A safe and swift escape route.

With a stroke of his hand, a line was drawn out by Lu Ming.

"This one."

"Starting from Xuanshui City, passing through three mountains and four villages, you can escape all the way to the territory of Liangguo."

"And the four villages on the way are our goals."

Naturally, there must be no interference from other forces on the escape path, otherwise it may be just a change in the stars, which is enough to lock Lu Ming's vitality.

The British side looked at the map and quickly muttered.

"Wolf's Head Village, Wicked Ridge, Heishuigou, and the Last ......"

Looking at the last walled city, the British side's pupils shrank.

"Tiger Roaring Camp."

"Hmm." Lu Ming nodded lightly: "It's the Tiger Roaring Camp." ”

The British side was silent for a long time before speaking again: "If you want to move the Tiger Roar Camp, we don't have enough manpower." ”

Lu Ming rolled up the map and slapped it in the arms of the British side.

"I know that these nineteen of us don't have the capital to move the Tiger Roar Camp."

"But ......"

But after saying the two words, the corners of Lu Ming's mouth suddenly grinned.

"The so-called local customs."

"If there are not enough people, just grab it!"

"In this Great Liang Mountain, the most important thing is outlaws!"

The murderous intent in Lu Ming's tone made the British side faintly frightened.

But he listened to Lu Ming's words.

"But we only have a month."

After January, the day of the joint.

If there was no possibility, of course, Lu Ming would have decided to leave immediately.

But if there is a slight possibility......

But if there is a slight possibility!

Thinking of this, the magic light in Lu Ming's eyes flickered, and the corners of his mouth suddenly opened a larger arc.

Why do I have to run!?

Why should I be the lost dog Gou Wangba!?

I can't swallow this breath!

I can't bend this knee!

The son follows the father's business, and it is justified!

You rob me of something, I don't accept it!

I! No! Wear!

He rode slowly, and suddenly spoke.

"The British?"

"Yes."

"Have you heard of the philosophy of kings and horsesshoes?"

The British side was blank: "I haven't heard of it." ”

I heard Lu Ming say leisurely: "There is one iron nail missing, and a horseshoe is missing;

lost a horseshoe, lost a warhorse;

Lost a horse, lost a king;

Lost a king, lost a war;

Lost a war, lost a country! ”

The British side did not understand the truth of this philosophical story for a while.

Until Lu Ming laughed hideously and said: "There are always people who think they can control everything, but that's an illusion!" ”

"And now, we are going to be the stone that has broken the horse's hooves, the variable that has destroyed the country!"

"So that everyone knows that my Lu Ming's things, if you give them to you, they are yours, if you don't give them to you, you can't grab them!!"

The hideous voice drifted away in the wind.

Today, the wind rises in Daliang Mountain!

……

The terrain in Liangshan is steep, and there are not many roads to walk.

Sandwiched between the two countries, the strategic location is crucial.

Zhou Liang and the two countries ignored this place for one reason or another, but they cheapened the bold and careful people on the border between the two countries.

The people who wandered in the Daliang Mountain gave this Liangshan a nickname.

"Mountain of Dead Gold!"

"Let's chirp", Zhou Laohan took a puff of dry smoke.

At night, in the cool mountains, trucks are surrounded by a group and a bonfire is lit in the middle.

Dozens of people, large and small, stood or sat by the fire, pricking up their ears to listen to the old people in the mountains, Zhou Laohan, and talking nonsense.

"Dead Gold Mountain?"

A man muttered like this, and then heard Zhou Laohan laugh and said: "Death, death, because of the rampant beasts in this Liangshan Mountain, there are countless dangers." ”

"Gold, the gold of money, is that there are many treasures of medicinal materials in this mountain, and because this Liangshan is a smuggling channel, it is very profitable."

"And now we're camping......"

Zhou Laohan knocked his pipe and said unhurriedly: "Okay, it's not good." ”

"Good or bad?" The man who answered just now was like a joke, and then took another sentence.

I heard Zhou Laohan smile.

"Okay, it's that the road we are taking is not dangerous, and the road is smooth for trucks to pass."

"It's not good, it's just that in the last few months, there have been gangsters around here."

"The middle village of the bandit mountain, hanging the wolf's head, hence the name wolf's head village."

"There are dozens of heroes in the mountains, and the leader is an eight-rank giant power realm martial artist."

"This wolf's head village is murderous, and every time it loots, it is a river of blood, and it is not a son of man, and it does not talk about the rules of the rivers and lakes."

Old man Zhou was speaking heartily, when suddenly a voice sounded from the forest in the night.

"In the territory of my wolf's head village, orchestrate the reputation of my wolf's head village."

"You've lived a long time......"

As soon as the sound fell, dozens of horses leaped out of the forest and surrounded the convoy.