1,000 Xuanwu guards were divided into many squads, some of them were pioneers, who were responsible for the forward scouts, some were patrols, who were responsible for guarding the perimeter, and some were who made fires and made meals...... Each performs its duties and is well organized.

Xu Nianniang didn't know much about marching and fighting, but now she looked at it and nodded secretly. A very important factor in judging the level of combat strength is discipline; if there are too many people and they do not listen to commands, they will become a mess, and the battle will naturally be completely defeated.

Along the way, Xu Nianniang didn't talk much, and so did Chen Sanlang, but when he had free time, he sat and meditated, practiced swordsmanship, polished little by little, and became more and more proficient.

On this day, I have arrived in the vicinity of Dongting Lake. Chen Sanlang ordered the guards to settle in place and set up camp in a place called "Niutou Mountain".

The trees of this mountain are shady, the terrain is gentle, it is very suitable for tunza, it can be attacked, and it can be defended when retreating. What's more, whether it is far from Yongzhou or Yangzhou, it is not very far.

The camp of 1,000 people is not conspicuous in the mountains and forests, and the concealment is good.

Chen Sanlang didn't want to lead the military horse to Yueyang Tower with great fanfare, this was taboo, when Yen Wenchang passed by, he just went with the ceremonial procession, and left after worshipping. With the cause and effect of the little dragon girl, coupled with the dream of going to the Dragon Palace, Chen Sanlang knew very well whether the Dragon Monarch existed or not. Xu Nianniang even broke through and was trapped in it for several months.

After arranging various matters for the deputy general "Li Xingzhi" to stay behind, Chen Sanlang and Xu Nianniang, as well as a scholar "Xiao An", set off.

This little An Nai family has a son, just seventeen years old this year, very clever, and has learned kung fu and martial arts.

Chen Sanlang was born as a scholar in the end, he likes to dance and write, and there are few people around him, so he can't ask Xu Jun and them to do everything, so he looked for Xiao An to be a scholar. When he goes out, Xiao An is quick with his hands and feet, and he is much better at doing things than those big-headed soldiers.

Chen Sanlang is certainly not a person who is greedy for enjoyment, but it is impossible to do the trivial things in life by himself. When I was in Jing County, I had Uncle Hua by my side to take care of him.

Three people, three horses, galloping all the way, will arrive at the Yueyanglou area at sunset. It's just that in the peripheral places, Chen Sanlang looks a little weird:

There are too many people!

Dongting is a tourist attraction, and there is an endless stream of tourists throughout the year. But the number of people in front of me is not that kind of scene, but in groups, like a busy city, bustling. There are also many makeshift houses, quite simple, most of which are made up of four pillars, then nailed a few purlins, and covered with a straw quilt made of reeds, and a house is formed. Some of them could not find good wood, and the pillars were no more than the thickness of the cups, and the length was different, and the house was not formed, and it was crooked, and it seemed narrow and short.

But it's such a place, often crowded with a family of seven or eight people. There were men and women, old and young, and from time to time the cries of children sounded, and the cries of women were intertwined, noisy and noisy, and a little more chaotic than the market.

Hearing the sound of horses' hooves, countless eyes swept over and fell on Chen Sanlang and them.

At all times, a healthy horse represents identity.

It's just that Chen Sanlang's clothes are not surprising, Xu Nianniang is still in a green shirt, and Chen Sanlang's master and servant are standard scholars.

How can such a man have a good horse to ride?

So the sweeping gaze contained doubts, and some ill-intentioned heat.

Chen Sanlang's expression was indifferent, looking at the surrounding situation, and soon understood the reason: the world is in turmoil, and even this Dongting resort has become a refugee, which is really embarrassing.

Xiao An said in a low voice: "Childe, I see that there are many people and dragons here, we have to be careful." ”

Chen Sanlang smiled: "You can see everything?"

Xiao An nodded, and at the same time secretly touched the short blade on his waist, ready to do the work of guarding - he is not only Chen Sanlang's scholar, but also serves as a bodyguard.

Xu Nianniang's eyes were deep and distant, she sighed, and said slowly: "Dongting has also changed. ”

Chen Sanlang said: "The world has changed, let alone Dongting?"

True to the old saying: "There are no eggs under the nest".

The "change" in the mouths of the two people does not simply refer to changes in the environment, but in essence, changes in qi.

In this era, the Dao law is declining, the martial arts are declining, and the demon clan is also greatly impacted, and it cannot be exempted, and the impact is by no means low, just look at the dragon monarch who has been dormant for hundreds of years. According to the classics, thousands of years ago, there was a great prosperous era, and the mountains and rivers at that time were all governed by gods - most of them were held by members of the demon clan.

There are still various so-called "gods" in some mountains and rivers, but in fact the whole system has long been fragmented and unsound. The tributaries of the mountains below, those river gods and the like are not in the climate, and they look quite chaotic and smoky.

For example, when Chen Sanlang was in Jing County, he swept away several river gods and recruited them to serve his command.

It's not possible before. Even if there is a problem with the lowest-level "gods", someone from above will immediately come out to investigate and investigate.

In the end, it was the collapse of the divine system, and there were problems in many links. Many of the minor gods below are positions that have been obtained by going through crooked ways, and the above may not even know that such a "god" exists.

The demon clan has been silent for a long time, and if it weren't for this turmoil in the world, I'm afraid it would be difficult to find a trace.

Chen Sanlang and Xu Nianniang don't know how to look at qi, but one is at the peak of martial arts, and the other has a special method, so they can sense the changes in Dongting Lake. It's a lot more muddy than before.

However, the two of them just sighed and had no other intentions. This time, they may have to collide head-on with the other party, and it is difficult to predict whether they are friends or foes.

"Look where you're going!"

Suddenly, there was a shout.

Following the prestige, I saw an unkempt man stumbling towards him.

The two big men in the back chased after each other, each holding a wooden stick in their hands, and as long as they caught up, they would greet the man with their heads and faces, and the fight crackled.

"Oops!"

The man was knocked to the ground and rolled in pain.

Chen Sanlang looked at it and frowned.

A strong man squinted at him and sneered: "What, do you want to fight unevenly?"

In these years, horses are good things, they can not only travel, but also sell for money, there is really no way, they can still be slaughtered to eat, and they can manage meat for several days.

Xiao An saw his provocative appearance, and was very angry, what kind of person did his own son do, he was despised here, and he couldn't bear it.

Before Chen Sanlang could say anything, the beaten man looked up, as if he had seen a savior, and howled violently: "Daoyuan, is it Daoyuan? Daoyuan save me!"

Even crawling and rolling,

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