The team from the post road to the imperial capital Luoyang, the original mixed infantry and cavalry will slow down the speed, due to the wandering soldiers and bandits who occupy the mountains from time to time, the daily journey will not exceed 70 miles, otherwise it will tire the body of the armor, especially the physical strength is consumed, which will greatly affect the combat effectiveness.

However, after the soldiers took off their armor and weapons and went into battle lightly, and changed into a horse-drawn flatbed cart, the speed of travel immediately increased by more than sixty percent, and it is worth mentioning that the armor soldiers sitting on the car had very little physical consumption and could be put into battle at any time, especially under the premise of scout fast cavalry reconnaissance and early warning, and repeatedly repelled the enemy who could not open their eyes.

Therefore, when the team stopped at dusk, Ye Zhiqiu roughly estimated that the distance traveled by the team was nearly one hundred and twenty miles, and it had already left the boundary of Qing'an County, and he couldn't help but smack his tongue.

"At the current pace, I estimate that it will take less than half a month to reach Luoyang. This mixed team of infantry and horses in Beijing was able to go so fast, relying on wheels and horses, which greatly improved their mobility ability. However, the vigorous war horses are worth a lot of money, even the horses that pull the cart are not a small amount, where did Liu Bei get so many assets to collect so many horses. Trade with the grassland market?The Zhangsu Chamber of Commerce only bought more than 100 horses this time, could it be that Xuande Gong has other channels?"

Unable to think of a reason, Ye Zhiqiu immediately suppressed the doubts in his heart, and cooperated with the nearby armor soldiers to lead the horse to pull the two-wheeled flatbed cart to the periphery of the temporary station, forming a circular array of inner and outer layers.

Later, he saw that the armor soldiers did not need to be instructed, and specially assigned some people to level the ground, mainly to remove rocks and blocks, dig waist-deep holes, erect mast pillars made of splicing, and then erect shorter poles around them, unfold waterproof thick cloth, and such a simple marching tent was built.

Immediately afterwards, according to the distribution of their respective ranks, the soldiers began to collect firewood and bury the pot to make rice, put copper pots in the earthen stove, boil the water, put in pickled vegetables and dried meat, and eat the soft and hot bread that exudes the fragrance of wheat after baking, and eat it happily.

Ye Zhiqiu approached and vaguely smelled a faint burnt fragrance, perhaps because he had been hungry for a long time, and couldn't help but swallow a mouthful of saliva.

"Heh! I didn't let the fox swallow my appetite, and I was finally able to eat a full meal in the past few days, and I no longer knew the taste of food like chewing wax. ”

Liu Bei raised troops to fight during the Yellow Turban Rebellion, and pulled up a team in accordance with military law, which once set a brilliant record of one enemy and one hundred, and then transferred to the locality, and used power to win over and suppress the local heroes, with a good reputation and popularity, attracting talents to successfully establish their own governance team.

Therefore, in this Liu family's "private army", the imprint of the Han Empire is neither deep nor shallow, but there are rules to follow in the way of marching and behavior, but there are slight changes in some small places.

For example, after dinner, a small meeting is held in a large tent. Liu Bei sat in the center of the main seat, his staff and subordinates sat on the left, the two sworn brothers were on the right, and there were several ranger leaders who followed in the early years, and military attachés appointed by the imperial court.

Guan Yu was in charge of scouting the scouts, and at this time he was reporting the information he had collected today, talking about the fact that there were many damage to the post road surface, and the scouts were looking for soil and rocks nearby to fill it. On the way, they encountered several groups of rebels and bandits, all of whom were fearless bandits who fled from the wind.

Liu Bei was not surprised by this, after lightly bowing his forehead, his eyes turned to his subordinates, and saw them get up one by one and report on the affairs they were responsible for, there were no major problems, they were all inconspicuous subsections, and they all regarded this entry into Beijing as a long-distance outing.

Ye Zhiqiu looked into the distance behind his back, the big tent in the middle of the station was brilliantly lit, and the curtain was longing, knowing that he had not built an inch of work, and he was not qualified to enter, and he was not qualified to participate in the meeting of the "Xuande Gong" military and political inner circle, not to mention entering the meeting, it was probably difficult to even observe.

However, he didn't want to do this, thinking that the road was still long, and there was no need to rush for a while, so he put out his mind and walked around the various tents in the station.

The two-wheeled flatbed cart does save manpower, and the soldiers sat on the cart for a day of bumpy rides, but there was not much loss of physical strength at all. Ye Zhiqiu saw that most of the armorers who had eaten dinner passed the time by cleaning and maintaining armor and weapons, and couldn't help but secretly appreciate it in his heart.

Others either maintain the two-wheeled flatbed carts for transportation, or feed the horses and mounts that have walked for a day, mix black beans, coarse salt forage, clean water, and slowly recover and replenish their horsepower.

After the afterglow of dusk faded, the night covered the sky, and the sky was full of stars and silver moons, accompanying everyone to sleep. Ye Zhiqiu was no exception, but he was not idle, he seized the opportunity to build an altar of soil, guided the power of the Big Dipper to refine the magic sword, and then tried to open up the meridians and acupoints in the body, increasing the channels for absorbing spiritual energy, in preparation for the continuous battle in the future.

In his tent, he meditated cross-legged, calming his mind and calming his mind, visualizing the growth of a flower on the top of his head, and spewing out cyan water to bathe his body and mind, so as to avoid being fascinated by resentment and demonic nature.

Unconsciously, Ye Zhiqiu fell asleep. In a trance, he "woke up" in a dream and found himself standing on the ground, the stars and moon were shining like a sprinkled eternal, but there were wisps of black mist under his feet, which continued to emerge into a vast sea of fog.

A clear-faced Taoist walked across the tiger, with a sword hanging seal, a crown and a broad belt, if there is an ancient style, it is quite similar to the sons of a hundred schools in the Spring and Autumn Period and the Warring States Period. He opened his mouth and said something, but unfortunately Ye Zhiqiu couldn't hear it at all, and the Taoist looked surprised, and immediately turned his head and drove the tiger away.

Ye Zhiqiu's heart moved, realizing that this was his chance, and couldn't help but shout: "Fellow Daoist, please stay!"

The Tiger Rider was so frightened by this sentence that he trembled, glanced back at Ye Zhiqiu, and hurriedly walked away, but was immediately engulfed by the black fog, and there was no trace of him.

Ye Zhiqiu watched the Taoist walk away, his figure gradually disappearing, and sighed regretfully, after all, he was a Qi refiner who had entered the Dao and cultivated, and he quickly came to his senses.

"Isn't this a dream of Shinto? There must be someone who used the method of dreaming into the divine machine and sneaked into my dream to participate. Did he recognize the wrong person, or did he find the wrong target? Could it be that the killing machine of the Great Tribulation has already begun to show its glory?"

A flash of inspiration flashed, and Ye Zhiqiu suddenly woke up and found himself in the temporary residence of the "Xuande Gong" team entering Beijing, staying in his tent to meditate. He remembered the Tiger Rider he had seen in his dream, and the meridian trick pinched by his hands was naturally unraveled.

Suddenly, Ye Zhiqiu heard a "pop", and the Shenque acupoint above the Dantian Qi Sea was opened by the power of the Big Dipper, and he couldn't help but be overjoyed.

This acupoint is the time of viviparity, connected by the umbilical cord, providing nutrients for the fetus to conceive and grow, so it is also called the pedicle. The mother's qi and blood flow through the whole body with this, which is very mysterious, and after opening up at this time, it not only doubles the efficiency of absorbing the aura of heaven and earth, but also has other wonderful uses.

Ye Zhiqiu was distracted by this matter, and he no longer thought about the tiger rider who appeared in the dream. After a while, even his appearance began to blur, and when his mood returned to calm, he almost forgot about it, and then he knew the stakes.

"Although the manifestation of the Dao Law has become a fact, the Great Han Empire has dragon qi laws and prohibitions all over the Central Plains and Kyushu, and the Qi Refiners are suppressed and unable to turn over and stand on their own. It stands to reason that the law does not add nobles, but unfortunately, after the Yellow Turban Rebellion, the power was devolved to the localities, which not only made the princes in various states and regions rise one after another, but also raised pythons, tigers and leopards. The state shepherds with real power are not only intercepting and dividing profits, but also tearing apart the imperial dragon qi every moment, causing the legal ban to become more and more loose and relaxed, and the traces of the road have repeatedly appeared, so that I have a mysterious encounter tonight. There is still a secret in this matter, and you must not tell anyone about it!"

After thinking for a while, Ye Zhiqiu made up his mind, due to a mistake, with the help of the power of the Big Dipper to open up the acupoints, he still had to be familiar with it before talking about other things, so he stopped meditating and cultivating, and simply lay on a thick blanket and fell asleep in his clothes.

At the same time, in a famous cave mansion, the Taoist with the sword seal woke up leisurely, and he performed the method of dreaming into the magic machine on a whim, and he almost fell in love with a scattered leftist person, and now he is afraid to think about it.

This person has entered the world to help the dragon, can be at ease in his dreams, and is also a cultivation seed with roots. Leave a line with others, see each other in the future, and this opportunity will not be wasted. ”

The Taoist thought deeply, and suddenly realized that the heavenly heart was impermanent, as if he was doing a thin punishment, so he closed his eyes and recuperated. After all, the fugue is thousands of miles away, passing through many legal prohibitions, and consuming mana is not big or small.

"Strange! Originally, this time I was in a dream, and I was going to teach the Dharma to my senior brother's disciple Chen Lun to protect himself, so that he could use it in the future, but I didn't expect that there would be such a deviation, and the power of the law prohibition was really not to be underestimated. ”

Outside the cave, a roaring black tiger in the mountains and forests was sleeping lightly, hearing the light sigh of the Taoist, his ears suddenly pricked up, but unfortunately there was no follow-up, this mountain protection spirit beast opened its mouth, yawned, and immediately fell asleep again.