Five hundred and thirtieth chapters covering the sand and washing the armor
In the Chengdu palace, Xu Mu looked calm as he looked at the information coming back.
Si Hu squatted aside, still playing with the fake beads. He must have used a little too much force. Xu Mu spent a day making the fluorescent clay balls, and the whole ball exploded.
"Sun Xun, starting from today, send someone to guard the training ground and not allow any general to leave."
"Lord, I didn't stare before, but now I say I'm staring--"
Before Sun Xun could finish his words, he was hit by a sharp shock on the head. The pain made him grin and made Si Hu, who was playing ball, laugh like a bell.
Silently crumpling the information into a ball, Xu Mu stretched out his hand, and Si Hu next to him took a dull bite and swallowed it without chewing.
A few days ago, Sun Xun jumped out in the palace hall and accused Chao Yi of being arranged by Xu Mu. The reason was very simple. In this case, there must be the first person to sing the main tune.
To put it bluntly, if Sun Xun was an insider, the news that Jia Zhou faked his death would have spread out long ago.
"Wenlong, what do you think?"
Jia Zhou, who was sitting on the chair, pondered for a while, "Chao Yi is indeed rare. If I am not mistaken, there has been a gap between Liangzhou and the Fuxun tribe, and they may even fight."
"There is still half a month left before winter begins. If that is my suggestion... Lord, you might as well just cut off the cold!"
Listening, Xu Mu's face was startled.
"Wenlong, please elaborate."
"Over the Qidao in Shuzhou, Sima Xiu will definitely have a second plan. But no matter what, his second plan will be in a hurry. The Lord does not need to worry too much, the advantage now lies in Shuzhou, whether it is Chai Zong or Chao
Yi, there are already two strange armies. In addition, there is sudden turmoil among the Fuxun tribe in Liangzhou. This is a great opportunity."
"If we wait until Dong Wen stabilizes the Fuxun tribe, we in Shuzhou will be in a weak position again."
Jia Zhou's eyes were sharp, "Even if I can't conquer Liang, I will definitely give Liangzhou a hard blow this time."
"Of course, there is one last plan before attacking Liang. This plan still requires the internal agent to send the news back to Liangzhou. However, from now on, the lord can start making preparations."
"Wenlong, what's the second plan?"
"Cover the sand and wash the armor."
In ancient times, battle armor, except for cloth armor and wooden armor, would be easily damaged if washed directly with water. Generally, a sand pool would be built, the battle armor would be placed in it, and the armor would be stirred and cleaned repeatedly with a wooden stick to absorb the dirt and dryness.
Bloodstains.
Covering sand with armor and washing it is equivalent to no longer fighting, just washing the armor for the winter.
The purpose of Jia Zhou's plan is very obvious, which is to make Liangzhou think that Shuzhou has no intention of cutting off the cold and wants to spend the winter well.
"Wenlong, I said before that I would cut down the cold."
"This is different. Sima Xiu wouldn't believe it when he was sent back to Liangzhou without any information about the expedition. At most, Dong Wen was impatient and couldn't help it. This Dong Yixiao endured it for twenty-three years.
But suddenly he became even more grumpy."
"If we can really succeed in conquering Liang, my lord... that Liangzhou spy will be the first to take credit."
Xu Mu had a strange look on his face. Thinking about it, this traitor was really miserable. He was fooled by Jia Zhou several times.
…
The news quickly spread to Liangzhou. Dong Wen, who was in a state of distress, couldn't wait to open the letter. He only glanced at it a few times, and finally a slight smile appeared on his face.
"Damn commoner thief, he really thinks he is a person."
"Military advisor, please take a look."
Simiao took the letter, looked at it silently, and then put it aside.
"My lord, it's as expected. Winter is about to come, and the possibility of Xu Buyi cutting off the cold is not great. There are only 60,000 to 70,000 people in the entire Shu State, and in Muyun State, he does not dare to mobilize troops rashly.
Besides, I have help from Liangzhou and Cangzhou."
"Now, my lord needs to find a way to stabilize the Fuxun chaos. As long as we stabilize, my lord will still have a chance to conquer Shu successfully next year."
"Speaking of which, Fu Xunren is really out of his mind. Yesterday, they gathered another army and threatened to take revenge. They massacred two or three villages on the western border."
Sima Xiu sighed, "The matter is too strange. My lord, please don't let me be blindfolded."
Dong Wen nodded.
"Winter is approaching and the snow season is about to come. These things should be resolved early."
Sitting next to the stove, Sima Mao raised his head and didn't know what he was thinking. Recent events were getting more and more out of his control.
There was a vague feeling that it was another hand holding his wrist.
"Military advisor, on the other side of the strange road to Shu..."
"The timing is wrong. I should have made preparations earlier." Sima repaired and lowered his head, "No matter what, in this battle between Liang and Shu, I will do my best to help the lord enter Shu."
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After only three days of washing the armor with sand, Xu Mu stopped drinking.
To be honest, Liangzhou must be hiding very deep. Even the method of delivering the letter shocked him. At least until now, there are no clues.
"My lord, the Eight Heroes of Lizhou...has woken up. As soon as he woke up, he said he came to see my lord." Sun Xun came to report hurriedly.
"Winter is about to come, and the cold wind is too strong. Let him stay at the top of the house, and I will go there later."
"By the way, Sun Xun, his name..."
I can't meet him in person, I can't even call out the great hero's name.
"My Lord, I think his name is Yin Hu, and he is also known as the Six Heroes of Yin in Jianghu."
"Six Heroes of Yin?" Xu Mu was startled.
Sure enough, it was a charade, and it was just a matter of reputation.
After straightening his robe, Xu Mu walked out of the palace. The expedition was about to begin, and he didn't know how many days he would have to go. Xu Mu did not want to neglect this hero.
"Yin Hu pays homage to the chief helmsman." On the bed, he saw Xu Mu approaching. He only guessed his identity, ignored his wounds, and stood up to worship.
"Don't worry, sir, please rest in peace and recover."
Looking at the people in front of him, Xu Mu felt silent for a while. He heard that they were trapped in Liangzhou City. In the end, several Lizhou Eight Heroes simply burned their faces and went to be employed by a small cloth merchant in order to hide the truth.
God has no righteousness, but there are heroes in the world who are looking for righteousness. From the rivers and lakes to the temples, they have died countless times, just to create a new Qingming world.
"Mr. Yin, don't worry. From now on, Shuzhou will certainly live up to Mr. Yin's standards——"
"Chief rudder, Yin Liu is willing to be the lieutenant in front of the tent, and follow the rudder to conquer the world!" Yin Hu suddenly knelt on the bed and raised his hands high.
"Mr. Yin...why is this so?"
Xu Mu's first plan was to wait for Yin Hu to recover from his injury and arrange to be the second in command of the Night Owl Group. However, unexpectedly, Yin Hu wanted to go to the battlefield.
"There are thousands of righteous deeds in the world, but the greatest righteousness is to put an end to the troubled times, create a new dynasty, and restore the world to the Qing Ming Dynasty."
From the temple to the arena, not only Li Zhiqiu, but this kind of awakening will is like sowing a seed and taking root.
"Yin Hu listens to the order and orders you to be the captain in front of the tent. When you recover from your injury, you will follow my king to conquer the world!"
Yin Hu lowered his head and accepted the order, bursting into tears for a while.