With the iron-wrapped wheel, he drove out of the city cave. The green-soldier sitting on the shaft stared at the mountains that gradually showed a tall and steep figure as the wide official road extended, but a lazy smile appeared on his face, just like those tyrants who were preparing to slaughter a fat sheep.

In the carriage behind him, the little girl with a double bun pushed open the large wooden box that was about to block the window with difficulty, and also looked at Gaoshan, which gradually felt green and moist. She couldn't help but feel happy and clapped her hands and sang, "Hou Feihou, Wang Feiwang, thousands of riders go to Beimang."

The green-soldier shouted in a low alert voice from the shaft of the car: "Little Ling, please note that there are ears beside the Shinto Road!"

However, the little girl just smiled and replied, "Uncle Anxin, that weird uncle named Dong is still the governor of Bingzhou in the northwest. This nursery rhyme cannot be heard in his ears."

"Who said that Dong Zhuo, the governor of Bingzhou?" Qingshanke shook his whip in anger, and drove the galli Niu who was pulling the cart forward and then lowered his voice, "The forces in Luoyang City have either returned to the Xiyuan Army or surrendered to the Northern Force. If a scattered person like you and me want to get rid of the oil and water from Lao Zhao and the others, how can he not keep it secret?"

Listening to Qingshanke's words, the little girl raised her face and looked at Qingshanke's back on the shaft with admiration. She asked quietly: "Uncle, are you sure that those who don't read history books are the same as you... are patients with late-stage poisoning in ancient Chinese language?"

The Qingshanke was silent for a long time, and after a while, he said a little anger and said half-angryly: "The most important thing in walking in the world is the word "care"! Do you know what it means to be careful to make a ship for thousands of years?"

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Gradually approaching Beimang Mountain, the ox cart slowly climbed the mountain road. In early spring, the tender grass was green among the rocks, and the wild trees were budding among the hills. From a distance, they could not tell whether it was apricot, pear or peach. They were just faintly mixed on the light green and ochre red mountain rocks, serving as a dotted color under the background of green and green mountains and waters.

However, there was an additional military horse outside this mountain travel map, which destroyed the overall composition for no reason. This military horse was camping at the entrance of a valley at the foot of the mountain. Most of them were from the new army in the Emperor Xiyuan, who were dressed in red, but many people from the martial arts world were sidelined, just looking at the appearance of these people setting up fences and setting up camp tents, just those who stood in front of them.

The Qingshan Guest, who was sitting on the shaft of the car, looked at the gradually growing camp and couldn't help but laugh: "Even the camp has been established. It seems that Boss Zhao has indeed invested a lot this time."

The little girl poked her head out with the praise of the Qingshanke and looked at the camp at the entrance of the valley, then retreated boredly. She leaned against the large wooden box and listened to the inferior wooden swords and sticks full of boxes hitting the wall of the box as the ox cart progressed. The little girl's voice came out with the squeaking wheels:

"It is because they have paid too much money that it is absolutely impossible to give up halfway, so you can have the opportunity to make this deal."

The truth was touched by his own girl, the Qingshanke smiled slightly and whipped the cow, making the sound of the wheels crushing the mountain road much happier.

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Holding a straight knife in the newly built Xiyuan Military Academy, Hua Qisheng, who is the new Xiyuan Army Army, was also staring at the ox cart crawling on the mountain road.

He was so focused that someone patted his shoulder behind him before calling him back from his distracted state:

"Peanuts, what do you think?"

"Nothing." Hua Qisheng frowned and looked at his friend Bi Yong who was not carrying weapons behind him.

The man wearing only a simple light leather armor was also an officer of the Xiyuan Army, but he did not add various borders and carvings to the armor like his colleagues to show his identity. He only put a pair of dark iron finger tigers on his hands, and the sharp spots were faintly filled with a glimmer of blue light.

"Although the person who made the final decision was Boss Zhao, I was the one who was responsible for the execution." Hua Qisheng took his hands and looked back at his friend seriously, "To be honest, there are too many variables in this action."

"The subordinates of the Northern Commander must be the biggest variable." Bi Yong thought of the minor officials who were carrying five-color sticks, and he didn't feel a headache. "Everyone is an unrestrained person, but he is willing to be a loyal dog for the man named Cao. He underestimated the charm of this guy who is so powerful that he is a leader. It's really a mistake."

"Although the surname Cao is not rich, his mind and knowledge are too many than ordinary scholars, and it is not outrageous to be impressed by him." Thinking of the young official who had only been promoted and demoted for several years, but had already shown a heroic temperament that could not be lived under a long time. Hua Qisheng was also very troublesome, "As long as they don't come here to make bad things this time, I will thank God."

Speaking of this, Hua Qisheng carefully took out a command arrow from his arms and handed it to his friend in front of him: "To be careful, I will give you another scout. Be sure to monitor the changes of fifty miles around the battlefield that was predetermined and contact me at any time."

Bi Yong whistled and took the order arrow clearly. There were personal soldiers around him leading the army and horses on standby. He turned over and said "Return to see you", and then rushed out of the village gate.

Behind him, more than a dozen scouts were riding on horseback and arrows, following closely, which was also quite powerful as Huo Qubing's Yumen attacking the Huns in the past.

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Bi Yong's scout team left, and the ox cart, which was as slow as a snail, was still crawling on the mountain road. Of course, no one cared about a broken car walking deep into the mountain road.

He turned his eyes back from the old bull-breaking cart on the mountain road as the most inconspicuous embellishment in the background board. A man with yellow and short brown dressed in a famous and moralely supported the crown above his head. Although Luoyang City is a bit of a tendency to be indiscriminately granted official titles and do not take too much attention to a country's famous instruments, the high crowns used by officials on the head of the short-brown flat-headed people with short-brown clothes are really too inconsistent. Although the few people sitting around this round-faced man leaning against the stone, they all had small official positions like chicken feathers and dogs, they did not have the intention to pursue the obviously unruly dress of the round-faced man.

"There are seats and faces inside to attract wealthy men, and the camps outside have the initiative. Seeing that they are setting up every step of the camp for this siege and suppression, the boss Zhao is a man who does great things." Without any hesitation, he praised the new hero in Luoyang City for his methods. The round-faced man raised his thumbs up and stroked the short moustache on his lips, and expressed his admiration. "The Han Dynasty's fire and virtue are over, and chaos is coming. Taking advantage of this moment when the dragon and snake lurking and about to arise, this group of people might also take advantage of the opportunity to establish the foundation of Zhao Tuo, the Nanyue Kingdom in Qinji."

However, his theory of guiding the country was only exchanged for a sneer: "The lies in Taiping Dao's alternating five elements and five virtues are still enough to scare the locals. Old Kong, you have never been in charge of those preaching affairs there, and you have been brainwashed by these charlatans."

The round-faced man named Kong smiled and did not answer this. Although he had no worries with the Kong family in Qufu, he also felt that it was not a decent thing to be mixed up among a group of professional geniuses, so he simply closed his mouth and waited for the real person in charge of these people to speak.

"As long as you are not a fool, you can see that Taiping Dao is about to be rich." The tall and thin man in the head is much younger than Lao Kong, but his eyebrows are a bit windy and frosty, not like the natives of Luoyang, but he has a bit of temperament like a northwest-sided patriarch. "Their hands are too long. I heard that recently there are Huangmen and people from the imperial guards walking towards the Taiping Dao altar. For this kind of thing, I hope that those noble bastards in the city who only know how to bite dogs are not as good as our Northern Lieutenant Office."

After a pause, he asked, "What are the activities of those charlatans in the past two days?"

"Tomorrow, they will set up an altar outside the East Gate to preach and donate talisman water."

"Occupying the official road for illegal preaching?" As he said the words that were not as good as he was now, the thin man in charge smiled slightly, "It seems that these people don't know the Dongdu Municipal Road Condition Control Order that our Northern Wei Office just implemented. Tomorrow, you will take a group of brothers to get close to these masters, and don't lose your etiquette."

This is the advantage of wearing a public uniform. It is much more convenient than the half-soldier and half-bandit-in-arms in the Zhao family. Just find a reason that can be seen from the official position.

As the saying goes, "The hearts of the people are like iron, and the official laws are like furnaces."

This is the taste of power, although the big tree on which power relies has rotted into its roots, as if it will collapse with just a strong wind.

The round-faced old Kong was actually very familiar with this taste, but he was more familiar with the leaders of Taipingdao. These Taipingdao priests who were probably from poor scholars from the school, were far from the kind of virtuous and virtuous people praised in the scriptures they had in their hands. There was no record of a lone thief under the guise of studying with swords. Thinking of those guys who had fanatical ambitions no matter how they looked, Lao Kong shook slightly and said barely: "The time has not come, don't stimulate those people too much. Just trip them and don't let these people pay attention to the changes in Mangshan."

Even though he was wearing the short brown of a commoner, Lao Kong still yearned for the kind of strategist who was shaking the white fan in his bones. What the strategist hated the most was the variables they expected. Especially at this moment when all forces were not ready, Lao Kong did not want any inexplicable gods to start and disrupt the overall situation.

"In this battle, what we do is nothing more than the four words "sitting to see success or failure."

He finally set the tone for this meeting.

The people from the Northern Weiya Office of Luoyang dispersed the meeting and avoided the sight of the scouts echoing at the foot of Beimang Mountain. The ox cart walking alone on the road halfway up the mountain was unable to see it, and I don’t know where it went.

The spring water overflowed the stone surface, and then the light green moss marks were dyed with a faint green feeling, slowly forming a clear stream. It was a great environment for the wild animals in early spring to replenish moisture. The wild rats were very satisfied that the number of rabbits this spring was extremely rare, and even half-hungry wild foxes were rarely seen. This year's days must be much easier than in previous years, at least they don't have to endure the terrible smell of charcoal and lime to dig those very grand mounds. Even so, the vigilance imprinted in instinct still made it look up every few breaths and listen carefully to the movements around.

When I listened carefully, there was a bang, and the sound hit the mountain wall and waves of echoes. The wild mouse's neck shrank and quickly found the dead grass of Cong Jingdong and lie down. God blessed me, there were no flying eagles or lackeys, and there were no horse's hooves that were big in the bowl to stomp us to death. There was only a broken car that didn't even have a cow on the shaft.

The wild rat's glory could not infect the two people in front and behind the car. The man in blue-clothed clothes tied his upper body with a thick hemp rope, and held the shaft with both hands and struggled forward half-deadly. The little girl in his family was holding the back of the car tightly against the back of the car so that the car would not get off the mountain road. There was no romantic and elegant demeanor, and when people couldn't hold it, the emperor and the one who carried the big bag would not be much different.

The Qingshanke, who was panting until his tongue was about to spit out, finally made the right choice at the moment when he was exhausted. He hugged a strangely growing crooked poplar tree next to the road, and half hung it on the crooked tree for a few breaths. The Qingshanke finally had the strength and energy to control his tongue, and said with emotion: "Fortunately, there are not many licensed goods, and you got out of the car honestly again. Otherwise, the old cow would take off the reins and run away like this, how could we transport the freight over?"

Sima Ling, who was carrying the car, poked half of her head out from the back of the car, frowned in pain and replied: "It's a blessing for the cow to smash the car crazy, otherwise Uncle wouldn't have to transport goods anymore. Those boxes of weapons could directly crush Uncle to death."

"Crush to death..." Qingshanke thought for a while, and replied seriously, "By theorizing, I can still pull and drag the goods away. If you want to crush me, you should jump up faster."

"Uncle, do you know that the words "heavy" and "shen" are all forbidden sentences for girls?"

"No, Uncle, I didn't say these words, just say that you have a higher density."

"Bite you!"
Chapter completed!