In mid-July, cicadas chirped across the big soap treetops by the roadside, and the orange cat lazily lay on the top of the eaves and yawned.

Below, someone came out of the county government in black boots. The news that had been sent back before made him look bad. Looking at the deserted streets, the people who occasionally walked by, Geng Qing went straight into the carriage and whispered to Dachun: "Go back to Gengjia Village."

"drive!"

The reins trembled, and the shaft rolled, Dachun sat down again, and asked him why his face was not good through the curtain.

"It's okay, I'm just a little tired."

Geng Qing smiled in the stroking curtain of the car, poured a cup of clear water and put it on his mouth. As the car body swayed, he closed his eyes and remembered the news brought back by the three constables in the county government.

The Datong Defense Envoy was killed and rebelled. The soldiers and horse envoys in Yunzhou and Weizhou were all really bad, and they all had military power. They were not able to resist hundreds of soldiers in a small county. No matter how good the conspiracy is, they would not be able to be used without a suitable opportunity. Moreover, the plot and military tactics are different.

If he surrendered to the Shatuo people, he would respond to the county magistrate, would he be a traitor or would he be a knife at Caishikou?

This huge sense of oppression was something he had never experienced before. Compared with this, Gao Sheng and Gao Jun were not even qualified to carry shoes.

Of course, there is no good guarantee for traveling thousands of miles to Chang'an, but at least there is no need to experience military disasters. The samurai Turks are all over the ground. When they arrive in the prosperous place there, there are still some things to do.

Huh~~

Pulling open a corner of the curtain, Geng Qing looked at the deserted streets outside, closed shops, opened his mouth and exhaled.

"If I had ten thousand people in my hands...a few thousand would be fine, maybe I could deal with it. Unfortunately, it would be a blessing for the entire Feihu County to be able to gather more than a thousand people who waved their swords and led their bows...

It is close to Liaodi, not a good place, at least not a place to establish a foundation... Alas, let's go."

He murmured, the sun shining into the corner of the curtain and on his face, with a little helplessness.

The carriages drove through the streets and alleys, and the surroundings were sunny, and the houses were spreading one after another. To the north of the towering city wall was a high foothills, with clouds floating, and the wilderness where the sun poured down, gray dust swept through, and thunder spreading through the earth.

Boom-

In the sun, the cavalry roared like the wind, and the weapons in their hands reflected the light, emitting a flash of metallic luster, galloping across the plain like a tide, heading towards the camp with flags in front.

The high-mounted fence was spread out for several miles, and the archers on the whistle tower were warned. The soldiers entered and exited the gate. The smoke and dust stirred up, and the whistling north wind blew away people's clothes and armor, and they resisted the horses and dyed a thin layer of dust.

The soldiers holding spears and armor patrolled by. In the central tent where the brazier burned, swords and halberds showed a solemn atmosphere. Figures stood on both sides of the tent, and looked silently at the young general behind the desk. The armor was gorgeous, square in appearance, and burly and stout. The occasionally raised eyes were sharp.

"Li Jinzhong said that I would raise an army to kill Duan Wenchu ​​and replace him. Now that things have been done, my father is very afraid. He is even obsessed with the Tang Dynasty. Now the envoys from the court have also come. Everyone... How do you think you can get rid of it?"

At this time, he spoke coldly, raised his head, glanced at the generals in the tent, and someone raised his hand: "Since the army has been raised, Tang Ting will definitely not allow us. I will send an envoy here, but just a slow-down plan and kill it directly."

"Yes, he used his delaying strategy and we will hit us." Some generals also echoed.

hehe.

The general put down his pen and ink, raised his hand and waved it, asking the two of them to retreat. Looking at the resignation handed by the messenger in his hand, he reached out to light it on the candlelight and threw it in front.

"I originally wanted to seek a defense envoy from Datong, but Tang Ting hesitated and hesitated. So why not continue to go south, Siyuan, what do you think?"

"Your adoptive father, the child thinks he should be cautious and be careful to be surrounded by other governors." There was a side of the map hanging in the tent. A young man looked at the mountains and cities marked on the map, saying something serious, which made a group of generals in the tent laugh.

"What I told, why are you laughing at?!"

The young man blushed when they were laughing, but he clenched his fists with some momentum and shouted at them. On the other side, the young general raised his hand to make the generals quiet. He dragged his armor leaves to rub against his face, stood up on the desk table, pressed his head of the knife around his waist and walked out in a deep voice, looking at the gap between the curtains, and the light shining in.

He snorted heavily.

"The court is incompetent, and the thieves in the south are powerful. It is a good opportunity for us to take down these states first, and to pay tribute to the court, while raising soldiers and horses. Once Chang'an changes, we will have the opportunity to go south and see the prosperous city."

He said, withdrew his gaze and walked back to the desk, his voice paused.

"As for the imperial envoys who came, what kind of military appearance envoys are worthy of a rootless person to come to our military camp? Write something casually, give it to him, and send some gifts away. We will continue to replace our people in the surrounding cities, prefectures, and county towns, and bring all the money and grain."

The young general was Li Keyong, deputy general of Shatuo, and his big hand was waving and pressed heavily on the northern map. After his remarks, the generals excitedly raised their hands and replied, "Here!"

Soon everyone scattered out of the tent. Li Keyong stood in front of the map, looked at the circled place above, took down Xin, Dai and the two states, and forced Yanmen. It was not difficult to think it would be a big deal.

Thinking of this, the hand behind him clenched his fists with confidence.

"It shouldn't be a difficult thing."

While he was talking lightly, Geng Qing sat in the courtyard far south in Feihu County, Weizhou, holding the idea that "it would be difficult to tell everyone" and discussed with Wang Jinqiu and Geng, but was opposed by the old couple.

"This is the root. Chang'an is not familiar with the place and is so far away. How can I get through it?"

"Why are soldiers coming here? I dare to rob grain and money. I will fight with them!"

Su Qiaoniang hugged the little fox and sat beside her and watched the two old men complaining. She suddenly felt a little funny, but she still pursed her lips and nodded.

Geng Qing rubbed his temples and raised his hand to tell the two elders not to speak.

"Leaving is because I am afraid that my father will fight with others... There will be no such thing as a massacre on a large scale, but in a small scale, those Shatu soldiers may not be able to control their hands and feet. What should we do if we take the opportunity to do whatever we do? If the soldiers are killed, they will attract more soldiers. I don't know whether there are still living people in the village. This matter will be decided like this. I will also tell the village elders and ask them to lobby others. Whether they want to leave with them depends on their wishes, but my family will definitely leave."

At present, Geng Qing was able to say this after careful consideration. He stayed here because he was afraid that if the power here was already huge and he couldn't get involved, he might as well go to Chang'an and use the contacts of Guest Fu to get a robe first. No matter how big or small it is, it would be considered a foothold. In the future, it depends entirely on his mouth and head.

After making up his mind, he consulted Geng Taigong that night. The latter was unwilling to leave, but he still asked Geng Qing from house to house, which showed that he was amazing. On the second day, there were not many people who were willing to leave, and even only one or two households.

It was Dachun's family and Widow Zhang.

On the same day, he asked everyone to leave what they wanted to take away and said, "It's better not to have too much." Then he went to the city. On the way, Dachun whipped a whip. With a crackling sound, he turned around, looked at the outline of the figure behind the curtain, he hesitated, and asked, "Is it really going to fight?"
Chapter completed!