Amid the laughter that came from Yang Dongli's mouth from time to time, Hu Biao and other 31 people began to move forward along the dirt road.
I don’t know what happened, but after walking for almost half an hour and five or six miles away, Hu Biao and the others didn’t meet any pedestrians.
But Hu Biao and the others don't have to worry. They are going in the wrong direction and may miss their destination.
Because after walking two or three miles after setting off, I saw a beacon tower on the roadside, or in the parlance of the Ming Dynasty, it was called a "fire road squat".
This is completely an earthen platform built with earth, with an area of about 200 planes.
Not only is there a circle of trenches and walls around it, but there are also some low earthen houses on it; at the entrance to the raised suspension bridge, there are three traditional Chinese characters: Suiyuan Pier.
At the top, which was at least ten meters above the ground, a Ming soldier wearing a tattered mandarin duck jacket looked towards their group with his malnourished head.
Good guy! If it weren't for the red mandarin duck war jacket, which is the standard military uniform of the Ming Dynasty, that he was wearing, Hu Biao would have thought he was a beggar.
Upon seeing this, Hu Biao shouted loudly at the man:
"I don't know how to call the brothers on the pier. We are all military households who went to Suifeng Dun to report. I wonder if we went in the wrong direction? How far is it from here, and what time is it now."
Under such a sentence, the Ming army had an indescribably weird expression.
After looking at everyone for a while, I didn't see the enthusiasm of my colleagues.
After he opened his mouth, he answered with a Shanxi accent: "Just call me Zhang San. You are going right now. If you go ahead three more piers, you will arrive at the land of twelve miles."
It seems that we have just arrived in Shenshi now, and we can definitely make it before dark."
After hearing this, Hu Biao immediately breathed a sigh of relief in his heart.
Even though they clearly knew that given the system's past behavior, the first step of the task they arranged would not be completed so smoothly.
Shenshi is three o'clock in the afternoon!
It's a twelve-mile journey. If you speed up your pace, you should be able to arrive in an hour. There is still plenty of time.
Then, Hu Biao habitually used beautiful words from the modern dimension and shouted to the skinny man: "Thank you, Brother Zhang!
From now on, we will all be brothers who mix food with a horse spoon, and we will have the opportunity to drink together."
After saying that, without clarifying what the concept of having an opportunity was, he continued to move forward.
Then not long after, they clearly realized that even the first phase of the system, which was relatively the easiest task, was not that simple.
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After continuing their journey of three or four miles, Hu Biao and the others met pedestrians for the first time.
To be more precise, in order to get to Suifeng Dun as soon as possible, they all accelerated their pace, so they caught up with a small group of pedestrians.
It was a small group of more than a dozen people walking together; there were men, women, old people and children in their arms, and they all seemed to be acquaintances with each other.
Without exception, these people wore clothes with many patches on them.
Carrying large and small baggage on his body, his face was full of weather and fear.
At a distance of more than ten meters, Yang Dongli, who was very familiar with him, stopped bragging with the rookies around him and shouted enthusiastically to the group of people:
"Fellow fellows, where are you coming from and where are you going?"
Amidst such shouts, the pedestrians in front stopped one after another, and one of them, an old man wearing a green gown, who should be the leader, turned around.
While cupping his hands as a gift, he answered in his mouth:
"Come back to you military masters, we are the common people of Xiejia Village in Gaoshanbao in the east. Aren't these the Tatars who have been looting everywhere since they broke into the Great Wall at Dushikou?
I heard that there are fewer traces of Tatars here in Pingyuan Fort, so we came here specially to seek refuge with our relatives."
Upon hearing this, Hu Biao and others couldn't help but sigh.
Even though they are not natives of this world, from the embarrassed looks and desolate tones of these people, you can imagine how difficult it is for them.
So Hu Biao was completely out of good intentions, thinking that if he was traveling with him, he could help with hugging the children, carrying luggage, etc., so he said:
"Let's go to Suifeng Dun ahead. Why don't we all walk together so that we can take care of each other."
Who would have thought that the old man and the adult men and women in the crowd would turn pale under Hu Biao's statement? The old man even bowed his hands and hurriedly refused:
"No, I don't dare to delay the military master's schedule. Please leave first."
After saying that, he hurriedly led everyone back to the roadside, seeming a little worried.
Seeing such a reaction, although he couldn't figure out the situation for a while, Hu Biao could only signal the people to continue moving forward and pass over these fleeing people...
After walking out for a few minutes, the rookie was summoned this time.
Lao Hei, a former PLA guide who retired and is now a pesticide salesman, couldn't help but look back.
Immediately, he could see that the people were also moving, but they kept a distance of more than a hundred meters and refused to get close to them.
Seeing this, Lao Hei couldn't help but feel a little unhappy.
With a good intention, I encountered a feeling like a donkey's liver and lungs.
Fortunately, Lao Hei's unhappiness did not last long; he walked with the crowd for another 20 minutes and turned around a small slope.
Suddenly, I heard the person in front of me, who claimed to be a college student, burst into cheers.
Looking up, he saw his destination: Suifeng Dun.
Sure enough, as the Ming Dynasty border soldier said before, Suifeng Dun is very easy to find, and you can tell it from a distance.
Just as Hu Biao and the others expected, this place is actually a fire road platform.
I saw that it was an earthen platform several times larger than the beacon towers or fire towers encountered along the way, and it appeared more than a mile away.
By then, as long as he goes in and takes a closer look, Lao Hei will be able to basically determine whether what Lao Yang and that Hu Biao said is true.
When the time comes, decide how to participate in subsequent tasks.
That's right! Don't look at the rookies such as Lao Hei, Corn, A Li, etc., who have now become familiar with Yang Dongli, and even Hu Biao, and started chatting happily.
The content of the chat was all about the veterans who were together last time and some embarrassing things they encountered during the mission.
For example: the famous Western Region grape wine is not as good as the 9 yuan and 9 discount products in the supermarket.
Those blond orchids with hot bodies, even though they have bulging fronts and backs, actually have such a sheepish smell on them that they are called tops. Most gentlemen can't stand it just by smelling it.
Lao Hei did not completely believe what Hu Biao and others said.
We are all modern people. We have read various online novels, movies and TV series, and listened to social rumors. No one is stupider than the other no matter how old or young we are.
Even if what Yang Dongli said is true, who knows what these veterans are hiding in it.
Of course, Hu Biao and other veterans are also quite clear about the inner thoughts of the rookies.
They are not too worried about this. They believe that the system will soon teach these rookies a lesson and let them know the need to huddle together for warmth.
It doesn't matter if you are a rookie or an experienced player.
Including Hu Biao, the street commander, none of them thought that soon the system would adopt a method that neither party had expected and absolutely did not want to see.
Let all the rookies believe that all of this is true.
PS: It’s my fault. I planned to publish two chapters at once before going to bed last night, but in the end, one chapter was saved in the draft box and was not published.
