"Brother, how's it going? Is anyone following us?"
On a small road in the north of the capital, a carriage was driving leisurely. Young Master Liu, Song Qinglu, and Wuming were riding on the horse as if they were sightseeing, chatting while walking.
Song Qing looked back and took out his telescope, then dismounted his horse and put his ears to the ground to listen quietly.
Young Master Liu had long heard about this ability of the ancients, and always thought it was just a rumor. After seeing it more often, he didn't make a fuss about it.
But it still feels amazing. The horses' steps are so chaotic when galloping, and how many people and horses can be heard from the vibrations on the ground is really incredible.
It is so accurate that people are speechless, and generally the judgment will not be wrong by about two horses.
In Song Qing's words, his skills are nothing more than a rudimentary skill for an old man in the army. A truly capable person can accurately judge the number of enemies from several miles away.
If there are ten horses, there will never be one more or one less. This is the skill.
There are no skills to speak of, it all depends on experience, and it has to be amazing and hard to accept.
"No one was following us. Maybe the Jin people thought we didn't need to escape and didn't send anyone to follow us."
"That's good, that's good. It's very uncomfortable to be under other people's eyes and feel like a ray of light on your back."
Lu Wuming looked at the desolate wilderness around him: "Master Liu, what are we doing here? The Turkic war horses seem to be locked up at the horse farm to the west of the capital. If we go north, wouldn't we be going in the opposite direction?"
Young Master Liu shook his head helplessly, wondering how Lu Wuming could learn so many languages with his IQ: "The intention of rushing directly to the west is too obvious, and the transaction of tens of thousands of war horses must have countless spies, and there must be countless spies encountered on the road.
The people on the road are the spies planted by the Jin Kingdom and the Turks, so we can only go around and go to another place."
"Third brother, it may not be appropriate to take a roundabout way through this road. According to the map, there is a natural barrier to the northwest of the capital of the Jin Kingdom, a stretch of swampland for more than ten miles. The Jin Kingdom is too cold, and there are still some thin layers of sediment.
The snow has not melted yet, if we accidentally entered the swamp, we will have to explain it today."
Liu Mingzhi took out his telescope and looked at it: "Mr. Lu, brother, take a closer look. The area a few miles away is deserted. There is not even a single footprint of a wild beast. It is most likely a swamp. There are no traces of wild beasts."
They are much smarter than us."
Song and Qing also looked in the direction that Young Master Liu was pointing, and couldn't help but let out a sound of surprise.
"Third brother, no wonder the west gate of the Jin Kingdom's capital is so empty of guards at the north gate. With this swamp, tens of thousands of troops are not enough to fill it. If we take a roundabout way, we will be discovered by Jin Kingdom's scouts, and we can immediately establish a defense line.
The guy who built the city back then was a big deal."
"That's right, you two adults, you see, the swamp is in the shape of a crescent, protecting half of the country to the west and north of the capital of the Jin Kingdom. When there is an enemy attack, you can concentrate your troops on the east and south to defend and attack. The enemy does not dare to attack.
Set up camp outside the city, otherwise you will have no way out."
"Otherwise! "Sun Tzu's Art of War" says to risk your life and survive. If I were the leader of the attack, I would definitely place a surprise force here. If I don't fight, I will perish. If the retreat is cut off, I can only fight to the death, but I will receive
It’s an unexpected effect, but you can’t do it unless you have to. It’s just filling the city with people’s lives.”
"Third brother, stop talking about these useless things. How can we detour to the racecourse in the west of the city and find out more about it, or try to destroy this transaction as much as possible."
"Why go around? Just fly over."
"Third brother, are you confused by the fever? Even I can only take ten breaths in the air without falling to the ground. Wouldn't it be a fool's errand to fly over there?"
Lu Wuming also looked at Young Master Liu hesitantly, obviously not believing what Young Master Liu said.
Flying over, since ancient times, many people have longed to soar in the sky like a bird, but looking at ancient and modern times, how many people have been able to achieve their wish.
"Hiss, ouch."
"Third brother, why are you pulling my hair?" Song Qing covered the back of his head and looked at Young Master Liu resentfully.
"It hurts so much to pull yourself. Don't worry, I'll lend you some hair so you can see it in heaven. It's a good deal."
Young Master Liu ignored Song Qing, who kept rolling his eyes, holding up a strand of hair to test the direction of the wind, and then felt the strength of the wind with his hands.
"God help me, the wind from the southeast is moderate and suitable for liftoff. Brother, Mr. Lu, please move the boxes off the carriage."
"What are you doing moving boxes?"
"You can move it as soon as you are asked. Whether you can go to heaven or not depends on these things."
"I'm crazy. I'm really crazy. Lin Zida is really full of all kinds of birds."
Although Song Qing's tone was dissatisfied, he still cooperated with Liu Mingzhi and Lu Wuming to move several large boxes from the carriage.
Young Master Liu began to direct the two of them to tinker in a deserted place, saying that it was most appropriate to observe the conditions of the racecourse with a telescope in a hot air balloon in the sky.
Young Master Liu began to use bottles and cans to add various things to a special container on the basket.
"Third brother, why does it smell like wine?"
"Look more, ask less, and you will know in a while."
When everything was ready, Mr. Liu checked again and again. Although he had already tested it once, he still had to be cautious. It would be embarrassing if he lost his life.
"Brother, Mr. Lu, hide the mount in a place where it is not easy to find. We are ready to go to heaven."
After the three people were busy, they stood in the basket below. Young Master Li took out the container and pointed it at it: "Brother, Mr. Lu, when I ask you to throw sandbags, you can throw sandbags."
"I know, I know, long-winded."
Song Qing yawned and suppressed his mouth, and his expression became listless. He never believed that Young Master Liu could really make him go to heaven. He could do Qinggong on his own, and going to heaven was just a wonder in the heavenly book.
A thick fire burned from the container, gradually rising, and the air in the sphere gradually became lighter.
"Throw the sandbag, hurry up."
Song Qing raised his hands, several sandbags were thrown out of the basket, and the hot air balloon slowly flew up.
Young Master Liu tightly grasped the edge of the basket: "Brother, Mr. Lu, you must tie the rope around your waist, otherwise you will be smashed into a pulp if you fall."
However, Young Master Liu didn't hear the two people's response. He turned around and saw the two men shaking the rope like chaff, looking at the gradually shrinking city with horrified expressions.
After the hot air balloon stabilized, Mr. Liu stood up and looked down, shaking his head helplessly: "The burning value is still not enough. We can only fly so high. It's enough to escape."
"Brother, Mr. Lu, how are you? Doesn't it feel good to see all the mountains at a glance?"
"Third brother!"
"Master Liu!"
"Are we really in heaven?"
"Not a dream?"
"I'll take you flying when I say I'll take you. Can I still lie to you? I'll let you control the rope to fly to the racecourse in the west later. Be sure to use the telescope to observe the situation at the racecourse. This thing won't last long, and the fuel is still there.
Big problem.”
After a brief period of trance and Mr. Liu's comfort, the two of them gradually calmed down and looked towards the racecourse with their telescopes, silently remembering what they saw in their hearts.
About half an hour later, Young Master Liu saw the gradually weakening flames: "Brother, the rope on the left can't hold up much longer if it's pulled down."