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Xuan Ying's words convinced Gu Yun's spirit.

"Eagle," he asked in a low voice, "are you sure you read that right?"

Xuan Ying: "I guarantee this with my head."

The "Eagle" is the most special of all military services. Although it is not the most fuel-consuming, it is extremely difficult to maintain. The Black Eagle requires dedicated personnel organized by the Lingshu Academy to maintain it every year. Calculating it all together, it is by no means cheaper than heavy armor. In comparison,

In other words, heavy armor is much more common, and each army and even Kuai Lantu's escorts have a few sets of them, but looking at the territory of Daliang, the only "Ying Department" that has been formed is Xuan Ying.

Where did these bandit eagles come from?

Did you steal it from Xuantie Camp?

Gu Yun suddenly stood up and strode out. The bandit den in Xingzi Forest was tense. Fu Zhicheng, who had been stripped of his armor and tied up with five flowers, was kneeling in the middle. When he saw Gu Yun, he shouted loudly: "Commander! Commander!

Handsome, I was wronged!"

Gu Yun raised his leg and gave him a kick, hitting him in the chest. Fu Zhicheng, a tall and thick man, was kicked away by him. A mouthful of blood spurted out on Lao Gao. He coughed and rolled to the ground, speechless.

"Are you unjust?" Gu Yun said coldly, "You bastard, you have a bunch of rebels under your nose, all equipped with heavy armor and light fur, white rainbows marching two miles away, you can even use the 'Eagle', better than me

The navy in Daliang Jiangnan is still very generous, but you are really capable, Fu Zhicheng!"

Fu Zhicheng rolled on the ground in embarrassment. His surprised expression did not seem to be false, and he couldn't help but defend: "Commander, I swear to God, I don't know where their iron eagles come from. Even my southern Xinjiang garrison doesn't have eagles!"

Shen Yi whispered: "Commander, I interrogated him all night yesterday. General Fu himself couldn't tell the origin of the purple flowing gold. He only admitted that he asked Jingxu to contact him."

"You fool who seeks the skin of a tiger, you think you have a spotted yellow-haired cat." Gu Yun stared at Fu Zhicheng fiercely for a moment, "Look again, get the map - the whole team is ready to encircle and suppress the rebels, and the troops stationed in southern Xinjiang

I will take over for the time being, and anyone who disobeys the order will be punished by military law!"

As he spoke, he stretched out his hand to hang up his light fur armor, but when he touched the bow, his touch came up empty. Only then did he remember that his bow and arrows had been given to Chang Geng.

Gu Yun was stunned for a moment and asked, "Where is Chang Geng?"

Taoist Jingxu quickly passed through the long secret passage in the mountain, where someone was waiting for him.

He was a tall man, his facial features under the gaslight were like knife carvings, and there was a deep nasolabial wrinkle at the corner of his mouth. He couldn't tell his exact age, nor could he tell where he was from. In short, he was not from the Central Plains.

His face was tanned, his exposed skin was covered in a weathered color, his eyes were slightly blue, and he was staring at a huge sand table.

Facing this person, Jingxu showed great caution: "Mr. Ya, will Gu Yun be fooled?"

"Mr. Ya" raised his head and glanced at Jingxu: "You may be able to trick him, but it's impossible to hold him back. Marquis Anding was hanging out on the battlefield when he was a child. He only needs to come over and take a look, and he will know

The steel armors you are flying in the sky and running on the ground have no fighting power against the Black Iron Battalion."

Jingxu was stunned for a moment: "Then..."

Mr. Ya raised a finger: "Remember I told you, Xuantieying was built by three generations of your country with the whole country. It is one of the top armies in the world. It is something beyond our time.

Don't imagine that you can fight them head-on. It will be like a giant man beating a baby. What we have to do is to temporarily divert the tiger away from the mountain and hold them back."

He tapped his fingers lightly on the sand table: "Gu Yun will be attracted by the flying eagle and heavy armor we put on the surface. Although it won't delay him for long - I just got a piece of news. Fu Zhicheng helped you."

He is so busy that he has pulled most of the garrison to Xingzilin. Now the internal defense of the garrison in southern Xinjiang is empty, and those who are left behind do not even know that you have turned against each other."

Jingxu's eyes lit up.

"You just need to hide the person in Ziliujin's transport box just like you do every time when you help Fu Zhicheng escort Ziliujin. The people at the Southwest Transport Department will neither stop nor make any noise. When the time comes, you should cooperate inside and outside," Mr. Ya said

He made an understatement and said, "If you can't finish a cup of tea, you can take over the southwest baggage department."

There is a large amount of purple gold in the southwest baggage depot. As long as one person stands there with a torch, not to mention the Xuantie Camp, even the gods will not dare to take a step forward.

"There are tens of millions of kilograms of purple gold there. Once it is burned, even Marquis Anding cannot bear the crime." Mr. Ya gently flicked the gas lamp hanging on the sand table, which made his eyes flicker in the darkness.

There was a flicker of light and darkness, and a smile with unknown meaning appeared on the corner of his mouth, "You will have a lot of room for negotiation with the court."

Their plan was by no means ill-conceived, but at this time, there was another force that had not yet emerged in the land of southern Xinjiang.

Chang Geng of Xingzilin caught the second wooden bird before the Xuantieying army moved.

The first one just flew over and was released by Chang Geng. Shen Yi didn't even touch a hair. When he saw the second one flying in, General Shen's penis dripped three feet long. He came forward with a poop, rubbed his hands and said:

"Your Highness, look at this... I'll take it apart for you, okay?"

Chang Geng happily gave it to him. The wooden bird was almost fake to a certain extent. When he held it in his hand, except for the soft and hard texture, there was basically no difference between it and the real bird.

Shen Yi held the magical bird in his hands and felt his heart melt: "It can also nod and peck!"

"..." Gu Yun said, "Mom, please don't embarrass me, okay?"

With the divine bird in hand, what kind of thing is Marquis Anding?

Shen Yicai ignored him and touched Mu Niao's back with an intoxicated look on his face, carefully looking for the mechanism on Mu Niao's belly.

Shen Yi: "Then I'll open it."

Chang Geng: "Wait a minute, I have to shake first..."

Before he finished speaking, Shen Yi quickly pried open the mechanism on the wooden bird's belly. There was a secret hidden in the small bird's belly. As soon as he opened the lid, a ball of paper popped out like a cannonball, hitting General Shen in the middle.

The high bridge of his nose almost caused his nose to bleed, and he couldn't wait to make General Shen look confused.

Shen Yi: "..."

The belly of the bird, which is no bigger than a palm, contains a piece of paper that can cover the entire wall.

"You have to shake it first," Chang Geng then had the opportunity to finish what he said, "because the bird's belly has limited space, sometimes they use 'sea pattern paper'..."

After hearing this, Shen Yi ignored the tears still welling up in his eyes after being smashed, and said angrily: "Oh, sea pattern paper! I know it is a paper made with a special technique. No matter how big it is, it will be paper."

It can be pressed into the size of a pill, and the ink will not blur, and it will return to flatness after being left for a long time!”

Nothing in the world can stop General Shen from eloquent explanations, not even his physical disability and strong will, not even a bloody nose.

"Why didn't his mouth be smashed open?" Gu Yun thought without sympathy, and snatched away the sea-patterned paper that looked like a murder weapon.

It was a drawing of an "Eagle Armor". From the wings to the gold box and even the mask and armor, everything was drawn in detail and lifelike. There was a big word "ge" at the signature.

"Is this the eagle on the bandit's hand?" Although Gu Yun is not a long-armed master, the various armors are half of his body. He is so familiar that he can tell the difference between the eagle on the drawing and the black eagle at a glance. “It’s too cutting corners.”

Shen Yi covered his nose and came over to take a look, and said: "I think it is at least lighter than a set of light furs compared to Xuan Ying, probably to save fuel."

"Kites are more fuel-efficient." Gu Yun muttered, but before he could finish his words, his expression suddenly changed, "Wait a minute!"

Although this flying eagle armor is an embroidered pillow, the designer undoubtedly understands the eagle armor. Could it be that he does not know that this armor has no combat effectiveness? The other party hanging the eagle armor high like this is undoubtedly a plan to lure the tiger away from the mountain.

The question is where is the "mountain"?

To kill a snake, you have to hit seven inches. Where is the garrison in southern Xinjiang... or even Gu Yun's own seven inches?

Gu Yun suddenly turned around and walked towards Fu Zhicheng: "Where do you usually ask those bandits to send Ziliujin?"

Fu Zhicheng looked at Gu Yun with blood on his face for a moment, and then he realized what he was doing, and a hesitant look appeared on his face - by admitting to smuggling Ziliujin, wouldn't he be convicted of treason?

At this moment, Chang Geng spoke softly from behind Gu Yun: "General Fu, if you want to think clearly, Governor Kuai has died at your hands, and Mr. Sun from the Ministry of War has testified, you will be guilty of treason in any case." Now that it has been implemented, what is the difference between a person who is bound to die and die in the capital or simply die here?"

Fu Zhicheng had never seen such a gentle and elegant person like His Highness the Fourth Prince. At first glance, he might have suspected that this young man could not even carry a water tank. However, at this time, he had no doubt that if he did not cooperate, then " The Fourth Highness, who looked like a scholar, could kill him with one blow as he promised.

Gu Yun responded promptly: "If you are willing to recognize the situation, you still have a chance to make meritorious deeds."

Fu Zhicheng's lips trembled for a long time, and he said in an unsteady voice: "I did not set up another place for the Southwest Baggage Depot. I directly asked Jingxu to send Ziliujin to the Southwest Baggage Depot without moving a single drop to my house."

Gu Yun straightened up.

"Commander!" Fu Zhicheng suddenly shouted to stop him, "Fu has killed people, set fires, dug up graves, and done all kinds of immoral things in his life. But when he was ordered to station in southern Xinjiang, he has always worked hard and never had a second thought. ! I thought I was worthy of the emperor, but now I have suffered such consequences. I wonder what the other brothers in Paoze will think when they find out! Marshal, what do you think in your heart! "

Gu Yun looked at him deeply.

For a moment, Fu Zhicheng thought he had touched Gu Yun.

However, Gu Yun was neither moved by him nor got angry. He seemed to have a mask on his face that could not be blown through by the storm, and turned around and left: "Do you care what I think?"

"Ji Ping, take Xuan Ying first and take over the Southwest Logistics Department before the thieves do. Xiao An——"

The young soldiers of Xuantieying who had been following Chang Geng in Shu came out in response.

Gu Yun: "Lead a garrison in southern Xinjiang and pretend to attack the hilltop where bandits gather."

Xiaoan: "Yes!"

"Wait a minute," Gu Yun said, "just paint their armor black and splash some ink on it. It doesn't have to be particularly realistic. Just be smart."

This skill was learned from Monk Ling Ran. Xiao An was stunned for a moment, then immediately realized what Gu Yun meant and ran away happily.

The three major bandit leaders in southern Xinjiang have already counted their subordinates. Taoist Jingxu looked at the silent group of bandits, and for a moment he felt as if he had thousands of troops.

He raised his fists to the sky and said loudly: "The officers and soldiers stationed in various places are rampant in steel armor with great momentum. The Black Iron Battalion is like a ghost crow descending from the sky, shocking overseas. The soldiers of Daliang are so strong. However, it has only been ten years or so. Fujian, Jiangnan, etc.

The army mutinied and rebelled one after another, why?"

"If it weren't for the cowardly king in power and the rampant sycophants, why would we, the leaders of Guizhou, fly to the flames and fight for our lives? Today, you and I are forced into a desperate situation, with our lives and fortunes hanging on thin ice. The only way to give in is to die, and we must die.

There is no chance of survival, but you are willing to make an alliance with me and work together to achieve great things. We will share the blessings and share the hardships!"

The mountain bandits had spent their lives robbing homes and they could not recognize as many words as they could on their own fingers. They were suddenly encouraged by Taoist Jingxu's melody and their minds were so excited that they seemed to have seen themselves become princes and generals.

Jingxu took the wine glass handed over by a subordinate next to him, drank it in one gulp, and threw the glass to the ground: "Success or failure depends on this one move!"

The bandits drank the emboldening wine, smashed their cups, and filed through the secret rooms extending in all directions.

Jingxu turned around and glanced at Mr. Ya. This mysterious foreigner was once his contact person from Southeast Asia when he was smuggling purple gold for Fu Zhicheng. He had lived in the Central Plains for an unknown number of years and the city was extremely deep.
To be continued...
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