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Chapter 217 Inspiring Fighting Spirit

"How can we go back? Netherworld Valley, Netherworld Valley, it's easy to get in, but hard to get out." When Zhou Fugui said that he could go back, Yang Xinhong asked.

"The ghosts and demonic clouds cannot do anything to us, nor can the swamps and mire stop us. How can a mere snow-capped mountain suffocate us?" Zhou Fugui answered, pointing to the snow-capped mountains.

"That's what General Zhou said." Yelihu said, "But what is on the other side of the mountain? I really don't know what is there."

"You don't even know?" Zhou Fugui looked at Yelihu and asked.

Yelihu shook his head after hearing this.

Yelihu is familiar with the place before Netherworld Valley, but after passing Netherworld Valley, he knows nothing about it. It is estimated that not many people in this world know about it. The reason is that after entering Netherworld Valley, no one has ever come out.

"You don't know, I know." Zhou Fugui said: "There are green mountains, green water, fertile land, green grasslands, herds of cattle and sheep, fine wine, delicious food, and beauty on the other side of the mountain.

Where is your little lady..."

Cao Mengde of the Three Kingdoms looked at the plum blossoms to quench his thirst. When the soldiers heard it, water came out of their mouths, and they could reach the source. Zhou Fugui also imitated the cat, painted the tiger or the gourd painted the ladle, and gave them a look at cattle and sheep, fine wine, delicious food and beauties to quench their thirst, which aroused their appetite.

Desire, with desire, you will naturally have the motivation to climb over the snow-capped mountains.

In fact, how could Zhou Fugui know what was on the other side of the mountain? Maybe he just came out of the wolf's den and entered the tiger's den.

However, Cao Mengde's strategy of looking for plum blossoms to quench his thirst in the Three Kingdoms was successful because he was the prime minister of the Han Dynasty and the commander-in-chief of the three armies. His officers and soldiers had to believe it and dared not disbelieve it.

When Zhou Fugui said such words at this time, almost no one believed him, and they all thought he was lying.

Everyone is not a fool, and there is no strong force to force each other, so how can they easily believe Zhou Fugui's words?

So Xue Wentai, the great monk in Guanzhong, asked doubtfully: "Is there really fat meat and fine wine? Erlang of the Zhou family, are you trying to trick the Sa family?"

Xue Wentai was not interested in beauties, he was only interested in wine and meat. He was a veritable wine-meat monk.





"And the little beauty..." Xu Mancang licked his lips and said, "You don't believe what I said, but I do. But Brother Fugui, do you allow me to wait... What about that?"

At that time, Baihu Camp had strict military discipline and it was strictly forbidden to rape women, so Xu Mancang asked this question.

"What is that?" Pan Jiangui laughed and said, "Don't you just miss women? Is your head filled with all these filthy things?"

"Old ghost, why is this so filthy?" Xu Mancang said angrily when he heard this: "The succession of the family line is a major matter for my old Xu family. My father said that you must use it often, otherwise it will be broken.

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"Hahahaha!" Everyone laughed when they heard this, and some of them had sinister laughter.

Many people dare to think but dare not do it, or they dare to think and do it but dare not say it. The same is true for a bunch of barbarians, but most of them dare to think, do it and speak out.

At the same time, many Hu people's impression of the straightforward Xu Mancang was greatly changed, and they felt like meeting an old friend in a foreign land.

They are all rude men, and they are not scholars who talk about benevolence, justice and morality, so it is not unusual for them to often talk about nefarious things.

"Pfft!" Zhou Fugui hit Xu Mancang on the head and said, "First fill your stomach first. Only when you are full and warm can you think about your sex. It's better for you. In such a situation, why don't you forget about the beautiful little lady?" Speaking of this

Well, Zhou Fugui had a severe headache. It was the same then and it is the same now.

The ideal army in Zhou Fugui's mind is an upright and righteous army that never commits any crime, including of course women.

But now, Zhou Fugui simply can't do it, it's impossible. The current situation is even worse than when the Yan army was in the White Tiger Camp. The three thousand soldiers in the Baihu Camp were so choked that their faces were red and their necks were thick. But at that time, Yan Jun

There are prostitutes in the army. When you really can't stand it anymore, you can enter the prostitute camp to solve their needs.

The current situation is that Zhou Fugui not only cannot establish this military regulation, but also cannot disobey them, otherwise it will immediately cause a mutiny. At least these nearly two hundred soldiers, most of them broke up unhappy and made a fuss.

Eighty.

And in this barbaric land, everyone must be united

rope to survive.

Therefore, Zhou Fugui also used beauties to seduce him, and Zhou Fugui couldn't stand it anymore.

They are all hot-blooded and rude men, and it is perfectly normal for them to have such thoughts.

"Hahahaha!" Everyone laughed again when they heard this.

Their conversation made everyone's hearts beat wildly.

"Xu Dayin thief..." The great monk Xue Wentai of Guanzhong was chewing horse meat, leaning on the saddle, squinting at Xu Mancang and saying with a smile: "In the eyes of the Sa family, no matter how beautiful a woman is, she is just like a pink-faced skeleton.

You're just a stinky person, why don't you become a monk with the Sa family? Chanting the Buddha's name and eating fast will also put an end to your evil thoughts."

"Haha..." Xu Mancang laughed when he heard this and said, "You are a hard-working monk who kills without blinking an eye. Do you want to become a monk with you? Are you not afraid of polluting the pure land of Buddhism?"

"Hahahaha!" Everyone laughed again when they heard this.

Everyone was talking so lively that some of the Yan army soldiers who had already gone to bed gathered together, firstly to keep each other warm to resist the cold, and secondly to join in the fun and pass the boring time.

"What are you laughing at? What's so funny?" After Pan Jinggui glared at everyone, he said in an astonishing tone: "What about wine, meat, and beautiful little ladies? They are all false. They want wine and meat, but they want nothing more."

Beautiful little lady, you have to cross this mountain first."

"Take a photo!" Xu Mancang shouted when he heard this and turned to look at Zhou Fugui.

Xu Mancang said he believed in Zhou Fugui, but in his heart he was dubious.

Pan Jinggui's words made sense, so everyone turned to look at Zhou Fugui.

"Old ghost, are you so sure this is a lie?" Zhou Fugui glared at Pan Jiangui and said, "Do you still remember when I first entered the valley? The resentful ghosts and demonic clouds almost made me die in the underworld. Zhou

I have been in a coma since then. Let me tell you the truth today, I am not in a coma or unconscious, but I am wandering in a fairy mountain. There are gods on the fairy mountain. The gods told me that after passing this snow mountain, it is the place I mentioned.

, there are fertile land, green grasslands, herds of cattle and sheep, fine wine, delicious food, and a beautiful little lady... Why? Don’t believe it? Zhentian Longsheng, you should believe it, right?"

Since he had no power to force them to believe, Zhou Fugui used ghost stories to make them believe.

You must know that in this world, almost everyone believes in gods, whether they are Han people or Hu people, and the difference between Han people and Hu people is just the gods they believe in.

"The Divine Weapon Zhentian Longshan will not be fake." Li Qing finally said calmly. "I believe it. How could I not believe my brother's words?" Xu Mancang finally believed it and was the second person among the people to believe Zhou Fugui's words.

, so he was the first to speak and loudly agreed: "I don't believe this old ghost, do you believe it?"

Xu Mancang glared at Pan Jiangui, and Pan Jiangui responded with a smile.

"How can we not believe what General Zhou said?" Baimawu, Hugujin, Tang Simo and other barbarians nodded their heads after hearing this.

If what happened in Zhou Fugui's dream was just nonsense, but what happened in Zhentian Longshan was seen by many people with their own eyes. At that time, they all regarded Zhou Fugui as a god or a disciple of a god. How could they not believe it?

The words of gods or their disciples are like imperial edicts. If you don't believe them, you will be punished by heaven and bring disaster to them. This is the deep-rooted idea of ​​everyone, especially the barbarians.

Among people who believe in gods, if you want to gain their trust, you must first become a god. After people regard you as a god, you can get wind and rain, and you can do whatever you want.

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"Haha, what the Sa family said about Erlang of the Zhou family is definitely not false!" Xue Wentai, the great monk in Guanzhong, almost didn't believe it just now, but at this time, it immediately turned into absolute trust in Zhou Fugui.





"Crossing this snowy mountain is the only way out for us." Zhou Fugui nodded when he heard this.

"Camp leader, can I go home after passing the snow-capped mountains?" Yang Xinhong asked.

Yang Xinhong asked this question that everyone wanted to know, so they all looked at Zhou Fugui.

"Home? Where is home? Where is home?" Zhou Fugui sneered when he heard this: "Xuelin City

Is it? Is it Youzhou? Is it Dayan State?”

"General Zhou, what do you mean?" Bai Mawu asked.

"This goes back to that matter again, why are we here?" Zhou Fugui replied.

"Why?" Bai Mawu asked with a frown.

Everyone knew that Zhou Fugui would never say these words without reason, but must have other intentions, so they all waited for him to say it attentively.

Did he want to rebel? Some people even thought so.

"In order to survive." Zhou Fugui looked at everyone and said slowly: "Not only in order to survive, but also in order to live well, in order to live like a human being! White Horse Wu escort team, do you look like it? Do you look like it? Daochang, do you look like it? Mancang

, do you look like it? And you, you..."

Zhou Fugui ordered more than ten people in succession, and they all shook their heads.

What Zhou Fugui said is absolutely correct. Except for the Xianbei people, everyone in the Yan army is like a slave. On weekdays, they are called around like slaves. It is just like being ordered around. But on the battlefield,

But you are the first to die. Good things have nothing to do with you. Your status is extremely humble, whether you are a Han or a person from other ethnic groups except the Xianbei.

Among the border troops, the situation was better. This was the result of the efforts of the border commander Hu Yansheng. However, Hu Yansheng was unable to fundamentally change the situation in the Yan Kingdom. The reason is self-evident.

"Brother, just tell me, what should I do? Rebellion? I..." Xu Mancang asked fiercely with a fierce look in his eyes.

"Shut up!" Zhou Fugui hurriedly interrupted Xu Mancang when he heard this: "Dacheng said that your mouth lacks a handle. You are so right. You'd better shut up your nonsense mouth."
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