The morning light has cleared up, and it’s another nice day today.
At this time, about a hundred miles northeast of Xiao Han, there was a huge team slowly marching towards Yangzhou City.
Looking from the sky, the members of this team are simply bizarre and diverse!
Among them, there were Japanese pirates, bandits, pirates, and some mysterious Han people mixed in.
It is extremely strange that so many people with different identities, different positions, and even different languages and countries are walking together at this time.
There are over 10,000 people, boundless!
At present, although this team of about 7,000 people is not as grand as the 10,000 people, walking on the field road, it is like a long dragon, winding and endless, with no end or end in sight.
In the middle of this long queue, there is a group of men in black, who are particularly eye-catching against the ragged bandits surrounding them!
"Xiaoqi, how long does it take to get to Yangzhou?"
Among the men in black, an old voice came from a small green sedan.
Following this voice, the green sedan curtain rolled slightly, revealing an old man with a dry body, white beard and hair, and only a pair of shining eyes.
At this time in the Tang Dynasty, it stands to reason that there were no sedan chairs.
If a noble person travels, but it is inconvenient to take a car, they usually use a buhu, which is a chair carried by two long poles, something similar to the sliding pole in later generations.
Now, the old man was riding on a bicycle with a roof and curtains around it.
Except for the easy-to-lift pole that was still designed at the bottom, the rest was the same as the sedan chair of later generations, so it is not inappropriate to say that what he was riding in was a sedan chair.
"To tell you what I'm saying, we're about one hundred and thirty miles away from Yangzhou."
Under the sedan, an old man with gray hair heard the old man calling him, quickly glanced above his head, raised his hands and saluted in reply.
"More than a hundred miles, only two days left..." The old man in the sedan listened to the old servant's words and touched the wind-blown sedan curtain with his withered fingers. A trace of wrinkles gradually appeared on his face full of wrinkles and ravines.
smile.
"We will arrive in Yangzhou in two days. Have the other teams caught up?" After a while, the old man asked again with a smile.
The old servant who was following the sedan frowned, looked around, and replied respectfully: "Replying to the sect master, the teams that went out to rob and collect food and grass have followed one after another! Some teams that set off on their own are also here.
On the way here! Moreover, I heard that there is already a large team walking faster than us. They should all be outside Yangzhou City by now, but I don’t know if they will alert the enemy."
"Alarm the snake?" The old man smiled when he heard this, and at the same time tapped the handle of the chair under him rhythmically with one finger, looking forward and said: "If they can really attract everyone's attention to Yangzhou City,
, for us, isn’t it a good thing? How can we scare the snake? Furthermore, scare the “snake”! In today’s empty Yangzhou City, is there any talk of a “snake”?”
"But Master, although there are no soldiers in Yangzhou City now, after such a long time, the Tang Dynasty court must have got the news early. If the imperial court reinforcements arrive, there will be so many people here..." The old servant was still worried.
He said with a serious expression.
He knew very well that in order to gather so many people this time, it took almost the entire sect's efforts to accomplish it!
Among them, there are countless calculations, inducements, guidance, and deceptions, almost all of them are used! Once they return without success or are defeated by the court.
In recent years, the sect, which is already in danger, may soon lose its support and collapse!
"You want to say that the whole army was wiped out, right?"
After listening to the old servant's words, the old man still looked calm and calm, and even directly pointed out the words that he did not dare to say.
You know, in the current war, not only can’t we say the word annihilation, we can’t even think about it!
Only someone like him, who regards the world as ants and doesn't care about the success or failure of a battle, can speak out without any taboo.
The old servant was a little frightened and quickly bowed his head, not knowing what to say.
Seeing this, the old man squinted his eyes, leaned on the large chair covered with thick cushions, and said to him leisurely: "You are always so short-sighted, and you are unwilling to put down what you have in your hands. Little did you know that I was looking for
I just want them to go to Yangzhou City and cause chaos.
When chaos breaks out in Yangzhou, we will take the opportunity to go to the young Hou Jiye's secret workshop to look for those things! When we get the things, we will leave Yangzhou.
From now on, whether these people live or die, whether they run away or run away, what does it have to do with us? And we are inextricably linked to that young prince! This time we took his things, we should keep them.
Why don't you lay down something so that he can vent his anger? These more than ten thousand people are probably enough to quell his anger."
When the old man said these words, he did not deliberately lower his voice, but the people around him were all the most loyal people in the sect, so they were not afraid of being listened to by outsiders.
"But, do those workshops really have what you want?"
Hearing the old man's almost sleepy whisper, the question that had been weighing on the old servant's mind for a long time was now turning around in his mouth again, but as before, he still couldn't say it out until the end this time.
Because he knew very well that once the sect leader made a decision, no one could change it. In this case, why did he need to get into trouble?
"It's all the fault of the damn Mo family. They smashed Yangzhou City into a piece of iron. No one from the sect can penetrate at all! If it were another city, would there be such trouble?"
Sighing deeply, the old servant raised his head and looked at the sky in the distance, feeling a lot of unreasonable resentment in his heart towards the Mohist family who once belonged to the same camp.
Xiao Han probably doesn't know yet: Yangzhou, which he chose unintentionally, has caused so much trouble to those with ulterior motives outside just because of the existence of the Mo family!
What's more, he didn't know that Yin Can, who was always laughing and joking in front of him, but secretly blocked many sneak attacks for him.
At this time, he was sitting on the highest mountain in the valley, facing the cold morning wind, looking thoughtfully at the explosion scene in the distance that remained the same.
"Master Hou, Master Hou, Wang Wu has dressed up and is ready to go!" Xiao Han was still in a daze, but Xiaodong suddenly climbed up from the hillside on one side and said to Xiao Han with a strange look on his face.
"Oh? Where are they?" Upon hearing this, Xiao Han calmed down and turned his head to look at Xiaodong.
Xiaodong grinned, then waved vigorously down the hillside!
Soon, a dark-faced man with disheveled hair and ragged clothes appeared next to him.
