Volume 3 Tossing and Turning in the Northern Regions 113, the dust has settled
When he heard the word guard, Zu Zhe suddenly sat on his seat, and the boulder in his heart finally fell. Although I don't know why Joe He is helping the Garrison Department, but this favor Garrison Department can only owe it first, pitiful to say, the entire Garrison Department doesn't know what else can fall into Johe's eyes......
The soldiers of the garrison who were in a carnival in the audience still didn't know what this battle meant, and now they finally didn't have to hide it anymore.
Just as Zu Zhe got up to thank Qiao He, Gu Nao snorted heavily, didn't even look at Qiao He, and left the guest of honor, and nearly a hundred sergeants from the Keqin Muyu Department and the current Muyue Department also withdrew.
Gounod was furious and prepared to leave here with his troops, and he really didn't want to stay in this sad place for a moment.
For Gunault's unreasonableness, Qiao He didn't think it was wrong, Guno was a genius array mage of Jiuyou, Qiao He naturally knew his value, after all, he was still a young man, and a momentary loss of emotional control was nothing.
"Senior Brother Zu, Qiao's duty to supervise and inspect has been fulfilled, please lead your troops to Shuangsheng Town in thirty days, there will be an official Tianzun order handed down at that time, and there must be no delay!" Qiao He declined Zu Zhe's invitation to enter the city, and Zhengse said.
Shuangsheng Town is a small town in the west of Jiuyou, bordering Keqin and Shuwei at the same time.
"Farewell!" Tonight, the garrison was afraid that they would have to party all night, and Johe didn't want to disturb their interest, so he said goodbye to Zu Zhe.
The matter of the garrison has been concluded, and Keqin still has to wait for Johe to pacify.
Qiao He and Fu Botao took advantage of the night and flew straight to the station in Keqin in the northwest.
"Commander, why did you hand over Sumy City to the Ministry of Garrison?" Fu Botao was still puzzled until this time, and couldn't help but ask.
"At this time, it is inconvenient to explain more, and when Senior Brother Shuangsheng Town sees Tianzun Ling, he will naturally understand. Johe laughed.
Tianzun's order must not be leaked, Fu Botao knew that Qiao He must have received Tianzun's order today, but why Tianzun would ask such a trivial matter is even more curious. However, no matter how close the relationship between the two is, they can't spy on the content of the Tianzun Order, this is a taboo of the Nine Shadows, Fu Botao has to bury this curiosity in his heart, as for whether that guess is correct, just wait until thirty days later, and the mystery will be revealed.
As soon as Johe left, the main scene of this performance quietly disappeared, and it turned back into a flat land, as if it had never appeared.
The guards who had been suppressed for a long time swarmed up and surrounded Wei Shu, their heroes today!
In three consecutive games, Wei Shu had already lost his strength, and had to be at the mercy of these crazy "fans......
Fortunately, Zu Ming hadn't forgotten to rush to rescue Wei Shu, the small banner of the gang leader, otherwise Wei Shu wouldn't know what the "miserable" end would be today.
Wei Shu, who was held in Zu Ming's hand, was lying on his stomach softly, not like he always had to struggle for a few days to protest, Zu Ming, who was standing on the flying sword, was a little uncomfortable, and when he looked down, he found that Wei Shu had fallen asleep.
Gently placing Wei Shu on the flying sword, Zu Ming slowed down......
Poor Wei Shu didn't know what the meaning of this battle was, but it was just a competition between the two war departments, if it weren't for the fear that Zu Ming would really hang himself on the city tower, Wei Shu really didn't want to compare.
But why does my back hurt like it's about to break?
The dazed Wei Shu tried to open his eyes, and found a group of people looking at him with their necks tilted......
These people have merchants, guards, and idlers in the city, and their faces are different, some are mocking, some are angry, some are disdainful, and they keep pointing at Wei Shu, "This is the end of losing the competition!"
A hemp rope as thick as an arm was tied around Wei Shu's waist, and the other end was tied to the castle tower!
No, I obviously won! Wei Shu tried to shout, but his voice was like being blocked by a stone, and he couldn't utter a word......
Wei Shu, who was hanging in the air, was so anxious that he used his hands and feet together, struggling desperately......
"Don't move! it's not honest to sleep!" The familiar voice of the eldest lady suddenly sounded in his ears, as if he was close to him, Wei Shu shook his head and sat up suddenly.
It turned out to be a dream......
The sun shone into the tent, and the tent was even brighter.
Miss Nangong, Xie Sheng, and Lao Song were all in the tent, standing in front of the bunk on the floor of Weishu. Nangong Yun'er was angry, originally Lao Song said that Wei Shu was sweating profusely in his sleep, and everyone thought that Wei Shu's true qi was too consumed yesterday, for fear that he would leave a secret disease, so they hurriedly came over to investigate.
Nangong Yun'er was just about to wipe off Wei Shu's sweat, and the wet wipes in her hand were knocked to the ground by Wei Shu's "hand dance", which made Miss Nangong, who had never served anyone in her life, angry......
Wei Shu didn't know what was going on, he only felt unbearable back pain, and then he found that he was still wearing mountain armor and sleeping in armor all night, no wonder the nightmares continued!
Fortunately, it was just a false alarm.
Wei Shu, a "thin-faced" person, is really hung on the city tower, isn't it more uncomfortable than death.
"Won yesterday?" asked Wei Shu, who had not yet completely recovered from the nightmare, and was somewhat confused.
"Win!" Old Song's face was ruddy, he hadn't seen him look so good for a long time, and he seemed more confident when he spoke, "The commander came to see you early in the morning, and when he saw that you were still asleep, he didn't wake you up...... Later, the team officers, Wu Danshi and Danshi all came......"
It's just a competition, and if you win, you won't just gain some face, so why take it so seriously? Wei Shu didn't understand it very well, and even more so yesterday he used almost all the means to win, and that bit of secret must not be able to be kept, and Wei Shu really couldn't be happy.
What I am most afraid of is that if someone has a heart to guess that he is a Shui Xing Pure Yuan physique, and then think of Hanhai Sect, then I am afraid that my life on this continent will not be easy in the future.
"You don't know that yesterday was not as simple as performing martial arts, but deciding the ownership of Sumy City. Xie Sheng said suddenly, "Playing Wu Shuozheng, this is the tradition of Jiuyou, it can be said that you won a city for the guards." ”
Is there such a thing? Jiuyou actually has this kind of tradition, like a joke...... Wei Shu couldn't help but complain, but he could only keep these words in his heart.
It wasn't until the dust settled today that Zu Zhe informed all the soldiers of the Garrison War Department about this matter, that is, Zu Ming, and he didn't know the inside story of the martial arts much earlier than Wei Shu.
Yesterday's excitement was nothing more than the release of the long-accumulated dissatisfaction, and today after the excitement, there is only fear left.
If Weishu loses the last game yesterday, Samui City will not be guarded!
Not good, the sun shines directly into the tent, which means that it is already past noon at this time, Wei Shu slept too long this night, and forgot to prepare lunch.
"Don't panic, the Danshi camp sent Zhang Qing and the Gu family to prepare lunch early, and they were cooking for the soldiers outside at this time. Lao Song said with a smile.
Man, it's Weishu's favorite job in this world......