The next day, near noon, outside the city of Yangmingfu, the school field.

Yun Su turned into Zhang Yifan's appearance and came to the registration place.

When I woke up this morning, there was a phantom shadow of an immortal seal above the immortal cloud platform in the sea of consciousness, and many pictures could be vaguely seen on it.

In those illusory pictures, you can faintly see Yuyang Academy, there are people who look like He Buyu teaching and lecturing, and there are also bloody battlefield pictures, there is a young general with a gun, dressed in fine steel armor, trampling on the sea of corpses and blood, looking very much like He Buyu.

At this point, on the Immortal Cloud Platform, the phantom of the fifth Immortal Order emerged.

When Yao entered the road on the mountain, he successfully condensed the first one.

There are four left, one is related to 'Shemale Love', one is related to 'Zhang Yifan', one is related to 'Wang Xuanji', and now there is one more immortal order involving 'Why not speak'.

If these four immortal orders were all successfully condensed, for Yunsu, it would mean immeasurable immortal fate.

"It's just the right time. ”

Yesterday, I heard He Buyu say that the army will be mobilized this afternoon, and this is the busiest time.

Countless carriages continue to bring in a lot of supplies.

Some of the cars were pulling swords, guns, swords, halberds, and forks, in different styles, and many of the weapons were rusty, and some even had rotted wooden handles.

Some cars are pulling protective gear, all leather, and there is almost no iron armor. Armor is more scarce than swords, guns and halberds, most of them are shoddy, they are some Orion styles, and the simplest is just some pigskin and cowhide overnight.

The others are some rags that have been gathered around in the past two days, such as hand-woven Teng shields, heart-protecting iron sheets, tripping horses, wooden bows, etc.

The school yard was chaotic, with carpenters and blacksmiths urgently repairing weapons, officials distributing rations, and sergeants explaining some of the techniques of battle.

Only a small area in the east is a little quieter, and it is full of people from the rivers and lakes. They brought their own blades, rations, protective gear, horses, and medicine for wounds, and they did not have so much fear of going into battle.

The news of the loss of Hantian City spread early this morning, and the first wave of refugees from the three western states, mainly wealthy families, fled overnight and arrived in Yunshan County and Yuyang County in Yangzhou.

"Wawu Mountain, Zhang Yifan. ”

"Thank you Zhang Xia Shi for coming to help the township army, this is your token. ”

The master in the army first saluted, and then wrote the three words Zhang Yifan on the back of a paulownia token, and presented it with both hands.

"Zhang Xiashi, this time the soldier He Weiming He raised a big banner to gather the township army, just to protect the family and defend the country, all the heroes who came to help him will be personally led by Lord He, in addition, there is no restraint. ”

The master explained again, there are many people in the rivers and lakes in the past few days, some are silent, some are hot, they don't like to be restrained on weekdays, and some enemies even almost fought on the spot when they met.

Yunsu nodded, and followed the soldiers who led the way to the east side of the school field, where many tables, chairs and benches were placed, and there were people serving hot tea and hot water, and there were more than 500 people.

Some people drink tea in groups around the table, and some people just find a straw mat and sit on the ground, grinning and not too particular, and occasionally acquaintances are talking about martial arts in a low voice, or discussing the war in the western border.

The Dacheng Dynasty is considered a martial country, and although there are not many immortal cultivators, there are many sects in the rivers and lakes.

The so-called poor literature and rich martial arts, Yangzhou has developed water transportation, rich in tea and mulberry, and is much richer than other state capitals, and naturally there are more people who practice martial arts.

Yunsu glanced around and found that these people in the rivers and lakes have a little ability, not to mention how high their martial arts are, at least both men and women, most of them are strong, and at first glance they are all perennial martial arts, and there are no soft milk faces and delicate girls, among which there are many masters.

This time he was recruited by the imperial court, and he was originally going to the battlefield to kill or be killed, and it was not like the so-called martial arts conferences on weekdays, where fish and snakes were mixed, and they mainly ate, drink, and talk about love.

Among these people, most of them are ordinary practitioners, and there are very few people who are indiscriminate.

There are about 100 people who have reached the realm of martial arts above the double level, and the few people with higher cultivation should be the elders of some sects, and most of them have the realm of martial arts above the fifth level.

One of the one-armed swordsmen, who actually stepped into the ninth level and reached the innate realm, was restrained with murderous intent, sitting alone in the corner, picking up the wine jug on his waist from time to time and taking a sip.

But this person looked very inconspicuous, no one noticed it except Yun Su, but a few people sent by the so-called gate, surrounded by stars and moons.

Of the five hundred, the heroine accounted for one-third of the appearance.

It's just that most of these women are older, with rough skin, thick hands and feet, and there are not a few delicate women, a few who are slightly younger and a little more beautiful, and they are also surrounded by many people.

Yunsu sat at a table in the corner at random, and then a small servant put a clean tea bowl, poured hot tea, tasted it, it tasted good, not the kind of coarse tea stalks, but authentic Yanghong tea, I think it is also the handiwork of the tea merchants in Yangming Fucheng headed by the He family.

After two teas, another group of people came towards the east side of the school field, it was the young sword cultivator surnamed Ji from the Wushan Sword Palace who had a relationship in Yuyang City a few months ago.

Wushan Sword Palace came to nine people this time, and the one who was the first to cultivate to the highest already had the seventh realm, but his sword aura was compelling, and his real strength might exceed that of the eighth martial cultivator.

Of the few people Yunsu saw that day, except for Ji Ping, there was only Ye Ning who walked at the end of the line.

"I didn't expect that the Wushan Sword Palace, known as the Martial Arts Sword Sect, actually had cultivators, and with a little means, Ye Ning's injuries had already healed. ”

In a short period of time, Ji Ping's martial arts cultivation has already stepped into the fifth level, but Ye Ning has fallen to the realm, and now he only has the strength of the second level.

Yun Su didn't know much about Wushan Sword Palace, but he saw that Ji Ping had a special sword intent, obviously it couldn't be comprehended by himself, it was a sword intent that the cultivator forcibly injected into it.

As for Ye Ning, he also had the aura left by a cultivator on his body.

But this cultivator, it seems that his cultivation is not very high, that is, he can be worthy of the level of qi induction into the body, but he is only an immortal martial practitioner, and his actual combat power may be stronger than that of ordinary monks.

Yun Su was not interested in their adventures, nor did he care too much about the cultivators behind them, but the towering ancient tree behind the Immortal Cloud Platform that was hidden in the void, because the five people of the Wushan Sword Palace had grown a green shoot.

At the beginning, the green shoots were still a little vague, but recently they have grown a little longer, and there is a tendency to spit out leaves, and the five people of the Wushan Sword Palace faintly visible on it, two of them have become blurred, but Ji Ping and Ye Ning are clearer.

In addition, on the side of the green shoots, there was actually a faint green surge, which was likely to grow another shoot, and I felt that it was related to the direction of Yanliaozhou.

This Void Ancient Tree has not even grown a single green bud yet, and it seems to be more obscure and mysterious than the Immortal Immortal Order.

Yun Su secretly thought about it, and was ready to take a good look along the way to see what the connection between this green bud and the two of Wushan Sword Palace was.

Coincidentally, the people of Wushan Sword Palace don't like to join in the fun, and even don't seem to have many friends in the land of Yangzhou Sanfu, but let people retreat, and the group walked directly to Yunsu to find a few tables to sit down.

Because there were no more empty seats, some people wanted to squeeze with Yunsu.

"Wushan Sword Palace Ji Ping has seen Brother Tai, I wonder if it is convenient to fight the table?"

Yunsu nodded, didn't say much, just drank tea.

"Thank you. ”

After Ji Ping thanked him, he also pulled Ye Ning to this table, and Ye Ning also bowed, compared to the unruly young man that day, it seemed that there was less arrogance in his eyes, but he was a little more angry, and the two of them leaned aside and sat down.

After drinking two bowls of tea, the two closed their eyes and concentrated, not caring about idle things.

In the afternoon, there was a noise, but it was He Weiming, the governor of Yangzhou, who came.

There are about 10,000 people stationed in the entire school field, including those stationed in the fields outside, of which three or four percent are sergeants and soldiers from various counties, and the remaining six or seven are from the township military and civilian regiments in various places.

It is not an exaggeration to say that it is a rabble.

In addition to the pro-soldiers of the forbidden army, He Weiming also brought nearly 100 children of the He family, He Buyu was dressed in a fine iron chain mail, riding a hot-blooded BMW, and holding an iron spear about a foot long in his hand, with a murderous atmosphere, and the appearance of the master of Yuyang Academy in the past, it was simply a heaven and an underground.

Yun Su glanced at it from a distance, and couldn't help but think of a great writer in his mind, this person can raise the pen to calm the world, and martial arts can go to the horse to determine the world.

"Drunk and looking at the sword, dreaming of blowing the horn and the battalion ......"

Thinking of the amazing and brilliant man who was both civil and military, but in the end his ambition was difficult to reward, he sighed slightly, and couldn't help but feel that this moment was quite appropriate, so he muttered a few words.

"Good poems, good sentences!"

When Ji Ping heard this, he couldn't help but raise his head, looked at the middle-aged swordsman who was drinking tea alone, and felt that there was a vicissitudes of time in him, but he didn't know where he came from.

Yun Su bowed his hand slightly, and didn't say much, and continued to watch He Weiming speak on stage, all of which were impassioned words, and the soldiers and martial arts high-rollers present were enthusiastic, but there were some real masters, as well as the people of the Wushan Sword Palace in front of them, who looked calm and indifferent.

Then, dozens of sergeants carried out a lot of copper coins, and those who participated in the township army could receive a settlement fee of 100 copper coins on the spot, and more than 500 martial arts people who received tokens were paid a higher salary, and one person could receive five taels of silver.

"Everyone has a share in the money. Bury the pot to make rice, and open it in the afternoon. ”

He Weiming was dressed in bright silver iron armor, raised his arms and shouted, and opened the prelude to the division of money, and a pig, cow and sheep on the side of the school field who had already gone to their furs also began to divide the meat and prepare lunch.

Some people in the rivers and lakes were short of money, so they accepted it, and there were more people with a bold temperament, after taking the silver, they picked up the internal strength and crushed it with their hands, turned into a small silver horn, and threw it at those township soldiers, which immediately attracted silent thanks and cheers.

For example, Yunsu and Wushan Sword Palace, the one-armed swordsman, did not ask for silver.

He Weiming's very incendiary words, coupled with the distribution of settling-in allowances and the big fish and meat for lunch, greatly diluted the fear in the hearts of the soldiers and villagers.

In the afternoon, the war drums shook the sky, the horns of the company camped, and the army was marched.