Chapter 320 Lao Tzu is waiting for you to be the king of the thirteen counties of Shuzhou
A force of 20,000 is enough to do a lot of things.
But in the end, Xu Mu did not agree. The reason was very simple. The strength of 20,000 troops belonged to Chang Shiro, not his own.
No matter what happens in the future, he will eventually have to walk his own path.
"Looking at your expression, I know that you are weighing the pros and cons again." Changshiro sighed, "I can't blame you. If you didn't have this temper, you would have been eaten long ago."
"Be careful when you enter Shuzhou. The three little kings of Shuzhou are not easy to deal with."
"Thank you, Master Chang."
Chang Shiro laughed again, "Once little Taotao dies, out of all the people in the world, there will be no more than three people who can catch my eye, and you are one of them, my little boss."
"Fortunately, you and I are old friends. I really don't want to fight with you."
There are some words that neither of them said. In this troubled world, no one can survive alone.
Friendship is great, but it is also luxurious.
"I have told you before that one day you will stand on an equal footing with me, and you are about to do it."
"Let's go to Shuzhou. I'm waiting for you to become the king of the thirteen counties of Shuzhou."
Xu Mu firmly clasped his fists.
Chang Shiro breathed out, stretched out his hand and gave Xu Mu a bear hug.
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They did not stay any longer. The original army of more than 10,000 people, plus the return of Cao Hong and Yu Wen, totaled about 13,000 people now.
When they were leaving, Chang Silang dug out three thousand carts of grain and grass and gave them to each other as gifts. Xu Mu covered his chest and also kept a thousand Yanzhou horses, and also said a few kind words to Gongsun Zu.
As for whether Uncle Chang likes to hear it, Xu Mu doesn't know.
"march!"
"General Xu has an order to march urgently!"
Five or six thousand more refugees were gathered along the way. As civilian laborers transporting food, there were nearly 20,000 people, and then they marched hastily along the official road outside the inner city.
"General Xu, please take a look. That is the Cloud Tower in Muyun Prefecture." Yu Wen, who was beside him, suddenly spoke.
Riding on the horse, Xu Mu turned his head slightly and saw only a tower towering into the clouds. Its vague outline was covered by horizontal clouds, as if it was about to pierce the sky.
"More than two hundred years ago, there was an old emperor who was superstitious about God. He built a cloud tower to ascend to the sky, and he knelt down and prayed day and night, hoping to seek eternal life."
"But no one could have imagined that he only went to bed three times... a cold cough would kill him."
Xu Mu was speechless. There have been many such things throughout the ages. Not only did they build towers to reach the sky, but they also gathered alchemists to cast cauldrons and refine elixirs. Gunpowder in ancient times was created inadvertently in this way.
It is estimated that the Epoch Dynasty will follow a similar path. It is a pity that Guozuo, which lasted for more than 400 years, is coming to an end.
"Nan Ji called Muyun City the capital of the country. If we enter Shu, we will be neighbors."
Muyun Prefecture is nearly a thousand miles south of the inner city, while Shu Prefecture is in the southwest, separated by the Anling Mountains that stretch for thousands of miles and are tightly blocked. Fortunately, there is a mighty Xiangjiang River flowing through it.
However, many mountain roads have been developed through it, allowing people from the two states to travel between them.
If I want to have a fight with the idiot emperor in the future, I will probably have a water fight.
Of course, before you grow bigger, you should set your sights lower first.
You must know that Muyunzhou, together with the National Salvation Camp, is not weaker than Chang Shiro. And there is another point, even if the imperial power declines, there will eventually be a deterrent.
In addition, the fire that Jia Zhou lit some time ago had not yet burned brightly in Dangyang County, but was suddenly occupied by Chen Changqing in the name of getting rid of thieves, and used it as a bridgehead for Muyun Prefecture to advance and retreat.
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Xu Mu frowned and had no intention of continuing to think about Mu Yunzhou's matter. Right now, he had more important things to do.
"Yu Wen, how much do you know about the three kings of Shuzhou."
Yu Wen held his fists in his hands and said, "General Xu, there is not much. I only know that the three kings of Shuzhou have been separated for nearly a hundred years. The previous annual tribute to Changyang was all collected together by the three families."
"Relationship harmonious?"
"That's not the case. There are wars every year...We invite troops from other states to win over the barbarians in the mountains and forests, and they fight fiercely. There is a saying that there is no room for two tigers in one mountain."
There is no room for two tigers in one mountain, unless there is one male and one female. Good guy, there are clearly three big male tigers in Shuzhou now.
He, a little little guy, went into Sichuan to fish for people and territory. If he made a mistake, he would probably be doomed.
"Master, Mountain Hunting Village." Cao Hong suddenly spoke.
Xu Mu was startled, and looked aside. He vaguely saw the appearance of Shanye Village. Especially the large ancestral hall at the entrance of the village, which obviously still retains the festive look after the New Year, with spring couplets and red
curtains, and lanterns hanging on the branches outside.
"Master, if not, come closer."
"No, just take the main road." Xu Mu stared.
The rise along the way is like his begging for work and moving around. Wangzhou Old Racecourse, Tangjiang Chengdongfang, Mati Lake, Shanye Village, and then to Fufeng County.
Even if he thought about it slightly, Xu Mu couldn't help but sigh in his heart. If he hadn't been fighting for his life again and again, he and his villagers would have become bones in the borderlands.
"Master, what's wrong with you?"
"Nothing." Xu Mu dispersed his thoughts. After passing Shanye Village, we were almost in Shuzhou. A few hundred miles away, the small town of Fufeng built by Jia Zhou was not far away.
Fortunately, Fufeng City is on the border of Shuzhou and has no sense of existence. If it were not the case, the three big male tigers would probably be unable to bear it.
"Yu Wen, let people continue marching, I'll wait to go home!"
"Listen to General Xu's order and march home!"
The army continued to move forward.
The heroes who had been tired of the journey finally relaxed and talked with joy. Along with the thousands of people who gathered together, they raised their heads and had the longing for life in their eyes.
"I'll go two thousand miles to the border!" Yu Wen suddenly shouted, his voice a bit heroic.
“Save Hezhou!”
"Into the grassland!"
"Kill Digou!"
"Even Prince Digou was killed!"
"When it comes to heroes in the world, I account for eight points!"
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The eight thousand Tiger Fu Army who had not yet entered the border could not help but stand in awe after hearing these heroic and passionate words.
Xu Mu smiled and raised his head, looking at the scenery of dusk and sunset. It seemed like there was an invisible pen, outlining the sunset and mountain scenery, which were as magnificent as gold for a while.
This country is picturesque, and it could have been even more beautiful without the smoke of gunpowder.
Just like his other life, it could have been better if he had not encountered troubled times.
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Along the river embankment, a slim figure hurried forward. Someone shouted and advised her from behind, asking her to be careful and slow down.
She didn't listen.
If you wait half a stick of incense late, you will be late for half a stick of incense. How can you wait for half a stick of incense for the person you want to see?
She wished she could immediately turn into a forest bird, flap her wings, fly through the forest that obscured her sight, and fly straight in front of her husband.