Chapter 1156 Lehman came slowly

After Fang Jie got off the carriage, he stood on the side of the road and watched the team pass by. He was in this picture, but he seemed to be outside all the moving people and objects. I don’t know where to find Xiang Qingniu, a donkey riding, and stopped, looking at Fang Jie and asked, “What are you thinking about?”

Fang Jie glanced at him: "The new mount is good."

Xiang Qingniu nodded proudly: "Looking at the army, I am unique."

Fang Jie shook his head: "It's a donkey that is unique."

Xiang Qingniu rarely wins when he argues, so he simply stops from continuing on this topic: "Looking at you standing here, you seem a little lost. Did you get scolded when you talk to that old man just now? You are such a big man, and you can talk so lowly even if you chat with a prisoner. You are so immature. Why don't you be my apprentice and I will show you the direction of life."

Fang Jie ignored it and said after a while: "Have you ever had a very pleasant experience of having a stranger in a strange place but having a good conversation?"

Xiang Qingniu thought about it carefully, then nodded: "This one is not the case. Usually, after a while, I'm afraid the beginning will be the same sentence. I still remember that I met a fool somewhere."

Fang Jie's mood was immediately destroyed by Xiang Qingniu. He gave Xiang Qingniu a blank look and pulled him off the donkey: "Why do you all wearing Taoist robes like to ride a donkey?"

Xiang Qingniu asked: "Who else?"

Fang Jie suddenly realized that the myths and stories he was familiar with were memories of his previous lives.

"It's not because of poverty."

Xiang Qingniu didn't notice the change in Fang Jie's eyes and smiled, and the two walked side by side.

The donkey was still standing there stupidly. Xiang Qingniu turned around and cursed: "If you don't leave, you will stew you in a while and then roast a few hot rolls of donkey meat to eat."

The donkey screamed a few times, and his nasal sound was very strong.

It seems to be sarcastic.

Xiang Qingniu was furious and wanted to pull it up. Fang Jie grabbed him: "Your ignition is always different from normal people. Do you mention any matters such as souls leaving the body in your Taoist sect's classics? That is, a person is obviously dead and then resurrected on others?"

Xiang Qingniu thought for a while and shook his head: "That's a novel like gods and ghosts. Why did you suddenly remember to ask this?"

Fang Jie smiled but didn't explain.

Seeing that he didn't speak, Xiang Qingniu was silent for a while and said, "But think about the Great Wheel Ming King. He can be considered a human being, right? If his cultivation reaches a certain level, it may be stronger than what the Great Wheel Ming King did. Although there is no record of this in the Taoist sect's books, the master once mentioned that people with high cultivation can take over their bodies, which is the Great Wheel Ming King's method of changing their bodies, so why do they feel like evil demons and heretics?"

"What do you want to do?"

He asked.

Fang Jie thought of something else in his mind. He was wondering how he came to this world. If he died, would he return to the original world? After thinking about it, he couldn't help but laugh at himself. If he died in his previous life and returned to his previous life, wouldn't he never die? Where is such a good thing in the world?

"nothing."

Fang Jie said: "I just suddenly remembered where the soul went after a person died."

Xiang Qingniu said: "According to the Taoist sect, the soul will also perish after death. According to the Buddha sect, the soul will be reincarnated after death. According to the people's own ideas, the soul will become a ghost after death, but these are all unfounded things, and it is hard to say."

Fang Jie shook his head and stopped thinking about it.

"I want to know what you plan to do with Mu Guangling's ten thousand infantry soldiers."

Xiang Qingniu asked in confusion: "You have deceived these ten thousand people and brought them with you to transport grain. Once you arrive at Malan Mountain, if there is really an ambush set up by Mu Guangling, he will never fail to take action just because you took him ten thousand people. And these ten thousand people may be a huge change. How dangerous will it be if they help Mu Guangling attack you?"

"I need a doubt."

Fang Jie said: "If nothing unexpected happens, my whereabouts are actually under the attention of Mu Guangling's scout. If Mu Guangling wants to get rid of me without hurting himself, the best way is naturally to let foreigners kill me. So I need to set up the formation for foreigners to see before they will come."

"Sometimes I really don't know what you think."

Xiang Qingniu sighed and said, "You are just in the East Xinjiang, and you are in a hurry to fight a decisive battle with foreigners. Although I don't understand military tactics, isn't this a taboo? You haven't fully understood the situation. If such a large investment in a war will not seem to be a little bit of a joke?"

"This is not a decisive battle."

Fang Jie smiled: "How can it be so easy to fight a decisive battle with foreigners? Lehman has not yet arrived in Dongjiang. In the foreigners team in Dongjiang, the strongest military force is Shuluns' Black Morning Glory, followed by the hyacinth named Mox, and then the team that has not been withdrawn outside Phoenix Taiwan. It is said that the new commander is also a young man, named Proze."

"I don't understand."

Xiang Qingniu asked: "Why do these foreigners like to use flowers to represent their families? And even their troops are named by flowers."

"Nothing strange is that it's like the great clans of the Great Sui Dynasty also have clan emblems."

Fang Jie said: "If nothing unexpected happens, the one that will fight this time will be Hyacinth."

Xiang Qingniu frowned: "Didn't you say that Xiuluns' team is closest to us?"

"right"

Fang Jiexiao: "But I'm sure, it's definitely not him who came first."

As the most important passage from Dongchu to the Great Sui Dynasty, the road from Guodu to Fenghuangtai has never been deserted. When the two countries were relatively peaceful, seven or eight out of ten Dongchu merchants who took the land would choose this route. Of course, more Dongchu merchants chose to take the water route to Mouping City in the south.

This road was built wide enough, naturally not just because the merchants were going to go. Having a close neighbor like the Great Sui Dynasty was a great benefit for the merchants of Dongchu, but for the Dongchu royal family who had never given up trying to regain their land, the construction of this road was to one day the huge and powerful Dongchu army could go to the front line from here.

Things went against my wishes, the army of Dongchu was never as powerful as the emperor expected.

But now, there is an army that is countless times stronger on this road. The most eye-catching thing in the team is the huge chariot. This chariot originally belonged to the Emperor of Dong Chu, but now it has become the spoils of the Emperor of the Oplu Empire.

The Emperor of Dongchu likes to compare with the Emperor of the Great Sui everywhere. He needs to have better things if the Emperor of the Great Sui has. He heard that the Emperor of the Great Sui had a huge chariot, so he sent people to Chang'an City to see it, and then came back to draw pictures, and built a larger one. He was not as good as the Emperor of the Great Sui in terms of military strength and national strength, so he could only have the advantage in personal belongings. Of course, the Emperor of Dongchu considered his lifelong rival to the Emperor of the Great Sui, and had no interest in such rumors.

Standing around the chariot were one hundred and eight god-slaughter musketeers wearing iron armor and ferocious iron faces. The outfits of these musketeers were completely different from those sent by Lehman to others. Not only were they different in terms of clothing and equipment, but they were all larger than ordinary soldiers in terms of size.

Not only did they carry muskets, but each of them carried a heavy sword behind them.

The hideous iron face was made from a face imitating something.

There is a very wide and comfortable recliner on the chariot. Even a tall person like Lehman will not fall even if he rolls on it.

This chariot is very exquisitely built, with a curtain hanging around the recliner. In the case of wind and rain, wooden boards can be pulled down to cover the top.

It is not the cattle and horse that pulls the cart, but the slave.

These were strong men selected from the surrendered soldiers of the Dongchu army. Three hundred and sixty people were naked and gritting their teeth to pull the huge chariot in front of them. More than a dozen god-slaughtering musketeers in iron armor kept waving their whips to drive away the strong men. For the soldiers, perhaps this was a great shame.

However, there was only tranquility on the faces of those strong men who pulled the cart.

Lying on the recliner, Leman, after carefully reading the military newspaper he had just delivered, his brows frowned involuntarily.

"Kirkebeau, what do you think is wrong with this?"

He asked.

General Kirkbo, who had been standing respectfully standing next to him, took it and looked at it, then pondered for a while: "If nothing unexpected happens, Mu Guangling wants to use Your Majesty to eliminate his opponent. So, it is certain that Mu Guangling will not interfere when he is the most out. He will watch, watch His Majesty's army and the Black Flag Army fight to the decisive battle. When the victory and defeat are about to be the fisherman in their fables of the Han people who watched the snipe and clam fight."

Leman couldn't help laughing: "Although I haven't dealt with this Mu Guangling, from this point, we can see that he is not a strong opponent. He is too self-righteous. He thinks that one of the Black Flag Army and the other one are clams. The idea of ​​despising one of his opponents like this often brings regret."

"Kirkebeau"

Lehman asked: "Then guess, is it Morx or Seurence who is moving to Malan Mountain now?"

Kirkbeau has little hesitation: "Mox"

Lehman nodded, and his tone was a little dissatisfied: "Mox is a good young man. At least he has never forgotten humility and caution. But compared to Shurence, he is still far behind. Kirkbeau, please write a letter to Shurence for me and send it to Malan Mountain as fast as possible. Tell him that if Mox's army fails in this war, then I will let the black morning glory wither."

Kirkbeau's face changed.

Lehman rarely says such harsh words. Once he says it, it means he will definitely do it.

"Although Cialis is cunning, he will not ignore the interests of the empire."

Kirkbeau hurriedly said, "He might instigate Mox to start the battle, but he won't sit idly by. Although I hate that guy, he is still trustworthy in this regard."

Lehman was silent and did not tell his concerns about this old minister who was as cunning as Seurence. Seurence had been fighting in the East Xinjiang for so long and had been in contact with this wealthy land for so long. Perhaps the old guy had changed. At first, Lehman thought Seurence was just cautious, but as he became more and more aware of the war in the East Xinjiang, he found that the reason why Seurence was progressing so slowly was definitely not just because of caution.

"I have ordered the recruitment of 300,000 soldiers from the Principality of the Seurence."

Lehman suddenly said something, then closed his eyes and stopped talking.

But Kirkbeau's face became even more ugly in an instant, and this sentence made him understand a lot. He couldn't help but start to worry for Cialens for hope that the old guy would not be stupid.
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