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Chapter 207: Ox-nosed Old Way

An Chun and others smiled at the little girl and said, "Miss! Lang Jun has long said that we will not rebel, but if the world is not peaceful... we will also pick up swords and guns and fight the enemy to the end! Lang Jun said, we

To do justice for Heaven is not for the sake of any family or family name...it is only for the righteousness of the world and the glory of our Han nation!"

The little girl said slightly disappointedly: "We Bohai people are not serious Han people... Do we have to be your enemies?"

Song Wen smiled and said: "China has been majestic for thousands of years, and its greatest feature is tolerance and inclusiveness...Those who join the Yi Di are Yi Di, and those who join our Chinese people become Hua Xia! Now I can also say...We serve as Chinese people."

Anyone who speaks my Chinese language, who reads my Chinese classics, as long as they have Chinese hearts and righteous thoughts, they can all be regarded as my Chinese subjects!"

The little girl nodded: "Few of us Bohai people still remember the original dialect. We are also Chinese! You can't ignore us in the future. There are still many Bohai people on those islands in the mountains of Liao Kingdom and in the south of Korea.

People are suffering! If you rescue them, they will definitely follow you...it’s good to be a member of the Chinese tribe!"

The little girl picked up a small spoon and dug out a large piece of sweet canned peach and put it into Song Wen's mouth. Song Wen smiled helplessly... holding the can in his mouth and said: "He, as long as you agree with our beliefs,

Let’s all work together to live a good life as soon as possible! If there are aliens or ambitious people who want to bully others, let’s kill them all together!”

The little girl held a piece of peach in her mouth and waved her little fist: "Kill them all! Even if the emperor comes to oppress the people, he will kill them all... Wuwu..."

Song Wen couldn't help but covered the little girl's mouth, and sighed: "Let's talk about our ideals and beliefs casually, and just work hard in silence! Trouble comes from the mouth, don't bring disaster to me..."

Because Song Wen disliked the hustle and bustle in the market town, he took his convoy to camp in this valley. These young people were sitting around two bonfires, and they listened happily to Song Wen and them talking big words.

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An Chun quietly stood up and immediately inspected the positions of the two sentries, then came to the car to check how the goods were bundled and whether there was any damage. There were no hidden dangers in the car and horses.

There was a man lying on the roof of a large cart, his head raised and staring blankly at the shining stars on the sky. It was Daruch.

An Chun scratched the back of his head, looked at Daruch and said, "Lao Da, what are you thinking about?"

Daruch paused for a moment and said softly without moving: "Someone is here, it seems to be a very powerful person..."

An Chun turned around and climbed into the car without saying a word. He didn't know what he was doing inside, and finally thrust a powerful crossbow into Daruchi through the gap in the car roof!

"I will protect Lang Jun. You are here to support us with crossbows. Once the enemy becomes stronger, I will lead my men to fight to the death... You take the horse and rescue Lang Jun!"

Daruch took the crossbow and whispered: "I know, I will keep an eye on you."

An Chun took a deep breath and jumped out of the carriage. His fighting skills tended to focus on close combat, so he held the handle of the knife loosely with his left hand, and secretly pulled out the sheath of a short knife from behind his waist with his right hand...

Walking to a sentry post, An Chun looked around carefully... There was no movement, but the vigilance and fighting experience of the dead Tatar Daruch would make no mistakes. That guy is a wolf-like warrior.

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An Chun was still confused when suddenly a cheerful voice came from the front.

"Infinite Heavenly Lord, poor Taoist Yunlong is here, little layman, don't worry..."

With a swish, An Chun unsheathed his sharp blade and rushed out. The sentry next to him also drew his sword and was on guard. At the same time, a small bamboo whistle was held in his mouth and made a sharp sound...

An Chun spotted the figure in front of him and stabbed him with a knife, but unexpectedly, a majestic figure beside him jumped out like a mountain bearing down on top, and a big hand like a cattail leaf slapped down. The short knife in An Chun's right hand was instantly released, but An Chun

Chun showed no intention of retreating! Without stopping, he drew out the sword in his left hand, turned around, and dropped the sword again!

The huge black shadow seemed a little surprised. When it hit the target, a huge force instantly knocked An Chun away with his knife...

An Chun rolled over and landed on the ground in a state of embarrassment, but still jumped out again crazily, shouting at the same time: "Lao Da, shoot them to death!"

Daruch on the roof of the car had already steadily set up his crossbow, aiming at the huge black figure in the night. After the sentry warned, he gritted his teeth and swung his knife and pounced on it at the same time. The two of them were already risking their lives.

The person behind the black shadow was a little panicked for a moment, and quickly shouted: "We don't mean any harm, stop it! I want to see Mr. Song..."

An Chun turned a deaf ear and kept pressing forward with red eyes!

At this time, Song Wen's voice sounded from the front of the carriage... "Taoist Master Yunlong, what are you doing? Chunzi, stop!"

An Chun panted heavily and stopped with another sentry, staring at the two figures opposite.

Another soldier stepped forward quickly and pointed the torch in his hand at the opposite figure. The purpose was to allow his crossbowmen to better aim at the enemy.

Taoist Yunlong and his junior brother Mingyue were already very shocked.

Unexpectedly, in just two years or so, Song Wen could train a group of young men under him to be such good, vigilant and fearless players! Although his skills may not necessarily be top-notch, his attitude of enforcing orders and prohibitions is really valuable.

Taoist Yunlong originally wanted to act like a master and wait for Song Wen to meet him on the road, and then see if Song Langjun had the character and ability to achieve great things, but he turned a blind eye and left without even dismounting.

Finally, he made up his mind and led his junior brother to catch up. Chasing a four-legged horse with two legs along the way was really not a human thing to do. The two brothers, who were both highly skilled in martial arts, almost died from exhaustion.

Fortunately, Song Wen joined the convoy halfway and caught up with him in this deserted place. Taoist Yunlong saw Song Wen talking to everyone around the fire from a distance. He was curious and sneaked into the camp to think.

Listening to what Song Wenhui said to his men, the Taoist priest was stunned and confused by what Song Wen said.

The words and plans that he had originally thought of were unable to open his mouth and could not speak out... This Song Wen is really strange. Which of these secular people has not been for fame and fortune since ancient times? What is the purpose of his doing this?

What? If you don’t share the same family name... where will this put you?

As for money and wealth, according to the information obtained by Taoist Yunlong, Song Wen scattered at least hundreds of thousands of taels of silver... It stands to reason that if a person does not care about money, he wants to be in a position of power. But he clearly has many opportunities to hug Liang Shicheng or Gao Qiu.

Why did Gao Qiu readily admit defeat in a competition with a businessman like Zixuanlou? As long as he can prove that he can bring greater benefits to these greedy powerful people, a wealthy businessman like Zixuanlou will not be interested in Gao Qiu.

As far as Liang Shicheng is concerned, that’s bullshit!

Being far away from Bianliang, but being able to plan and operate behind the scenes, Gao Qiu organized a charity gambling event to shake up Bianliang and turn it into a cornucopia. What is the purpose of this?

To raise a group of local soldiers and warriors from poor backgrounds? To kill thieves and suppress bandits with their heads raised? In order to become a low-level patrol inspector and military village commander? For a fart official of this level, why don't you give Gao Qiu that guy 20,000 silver? How many do you want? Considering the connection between Song Wen and Gao Qiu, once he opens his mouth, he is afraid that the leader of the Forbidden Army, Marquis Yu, and even the commander will be able to capture him...

If you look down on small fame and small profits, then you are planning something big!

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