"Let it go?" Yang Niang accompanied Chen Tian as they stood on the deck of the treasure ship. The river breeze was blowing, and more than 5,000 soldiers from Xuanjia Zhenzi Camp were neatly escorted out of the prisoner of war camp. "Let it go so simply?"
"These are five thousand people. The cost of food and clothing every day is not small. I can't afford to support them." Chen Tian smiled.
Yang Niang was stunned for a moment, watching Nie Qing lead the team away from the Makino tidal flats and heading straight to Gusu City. Then she turned around and muttered: "Forget it if you don't tell me, I don't want to hear it yet..."
In fact, when Chen Tian had just captured Xuanjia Anvil Camp, he had already told Pang Xingyun that no matter how big the blood feud was on the battlefield, he must treat the soldiers of Xuanjia Anvil Camp with courtesy.
He didn't explain it to Pang Xingyun at that time, and now that Yang Niang asked, he was even more lazy to waste his words.
It just so happened that the eldest disciple of the Strategist Family joined him, and it was also a good time to test his abilities. If he passed the test, he would not mind helping him complete the fateful battle between his masters.
Chen Tian thought about it and felt that Yongtai City had finally gained its reputation and attracted the attention of all schools of thought.
The hundreds of schools of thought are undoubtedly the concentrated representatives of scholars. If they are completely allowed to return to their hearts, it will not be a problem to sweep away the Yin clan in Cangxi. Even the Snow Demon of the Northern Territory and the Hai Clan of the Southern Territory will turn away.
Under detailed counting.
The thirty-six sects in the Northern Territory cover quite a large area.
The farmer's family has Hekunmen, the medical family has Liuyintang, the Mohist family has Qianji Pavilion and Fenjin Villa, the Legalist family has Lianzi Xin, and even Xianyin Pavilion can be considered half of the Yin and Yang family.
However, the northern region of Cangxi is really remote, and the schools they inherit are far different from those of the ancestral sect. Otherwise, they would not be able to establish a new sect.
Rather, it is because the Cangxi Yin family has ruled the world for a long time, and the political strategists have been unable to use their skills and have been hiding in the world. Now, Yongtai City has suddenly emerged, causing them to rush to come out.
Therefore, the two disciples of the Zongheng family are the most direct and direct successors to the master's lineage. When it comes to inheritance, they are naturally the first among a hundred families.
As for the prominent Confucianists, they rarely had contact with them in Yongtai City. Even if they did, they were probably assigned by Lianzi Xin to be teachers in Jixia Academy, and they did not rise to the level of attracting Chentian's attention at all.
After careful consideration, Chen Tian believed that the number of scholars in Yongtai City was quite healthy, at least they did not let evil spirits prevail.
He felt that the extra strategists now available could be used for diplomacy, using interests and persuading people skillfully to defeat the enemies of Yongtai City to the greatest extent possible.
At the same time, the closeness of the sect relationship to a person is second only to blood. The thirty-six sects in the Northern Territory cover a large area, and it is worthy of increasing investment to win over scholars from all over the world.
war.
It's nothing more than making more friends and fewer enemies.
Chentian thought for a long time and felt that when the war was over, he must go to Jixia Academy to express his condolences.
"It's late at night, let's go." Yang Niang combed her broken hair on her forehead, pulled him on the road, and walked straight to the rooftop.
Chen Tian followed her, saw the graceful figure moving, and asked doubtfully: "Where are you going? How come you are more familiar with treasure ships than me?"
"Just now, the Lord was just drinking with others and didn't care about me. Can't he go out for a walk?" Yang Niang actually drank a lot, but she was just trying to compete with the little sisters from Zhinongtang.
The Guxue that Chen Tian likes is produced from Hekunmen and has an extremely high alcohol content. Even the fierce general Zhao Pingshan, who drank half a pot, was a little unable to resist, let alone Yang Niang of the Fairy Plant and Flower Fairy.
Now, relying on her drunkenness, she staggered up to Chentian, walked around the two curtain doors, climbed more than a hundred steps, and finally arrived at a waterside pavilion garden.
Chen Tian raised his eyes and saw once again the extravagance of the aristocratic family. The treasure ship with so much land can actually build a large landscape on the terrace.
Even though it was almost three o'clock in the evening, the pool was still as bright as day. Six or seven night pearls were dotted in the lotus lanterns. When the evening breeze moved slightly, ripples appeared immediately, like a star river.
The hard Qinggang wood was carved out with rock patterns and laid on the water's edge to serve as a trestle. Two or three green willows were in full bloom, leaning like umbrellas.
"When it comes to marching and fighting, Han Yuankai is not as good as me, but when it comes to enjoyment, I am beyond my reach..." Chen Tian patted the railing and sighed with emotion. He just turned around and wanted to talk to Yang Niang, when he suddenly saw her robe slipping off her shoulders, "You...
…”
"I'm so hot—"
"Um."
"I want to take a bath."
"Then I'll avoid it." Chen Tian turned around and left, but before walking down the steps, a soft touch suddenly came from behind, "What's wrong?"
"...You're kidding me, right?" Yang Niang put her arms around his neck and breathed out, "Then I'll put it on."
Chen Tian looked back and saw the red plum blossoms on the towering snow peaks, as bright as the sunset. Under a blanket of silver, the mountains and rivers were especially beautiful.
He nodded and said with a smile: "A gentleman remains calm in his arms, I..."
However, before he finished speaking, Chentian's eyes suddenly darkened, and his mouth and nose were so stuffy that it was difficult to breathe. The mountain was so majestic that it was difficult to climb it with both hands.
He raised his body and entered the blue pond, stirring up the bright waves and splashing the water on the shore. I don’t know what night it is.
When you're drunk, you don't know what the sky is like.
A boat full of clear dreams fills the galaxy.
The moon has set over the eastern mountains, and the mountain fog has shrouded the water, casting large, unclear shadows. Birds are hibernating, and animals dare not howl in the mountains and forests at night.
Nie Qing and his team had just approached Gusu City, and before announcing their identities, a loudspeaker screamed and suddenly exploded under the silent night.
The next moment.
Two teams of secret sentry scouts emerged from the darkness. Because the atmosphere of the confrontation was too tense, the war horses kept snorting.
"Who is coming!"
"What do you want!"
"This is Nie Qing, the magistrate of Muye Wubao County in Yongtai City." He pressed his left hand to signal the Yongziying soldiers surrounding him to put away their swords, and said loudly, "I have been ordered to send out the elite of your army. If you dare, please let me go."
The scouts looked at each other, obviously not understanding the situation for a while, because in their inherent understanding, the prisoners of war must be tortured to death.
But on the other hand, the soldiers of the Xuanjia Anvil Battalion behind Nie Qing all had rosy complexions. Even if they were injured, they were carefully bandaged. Some of them were even carried to a single stand by the enemy.
Abnormal!
There is fraud in it!
The scout took a half-step back with his sword pressed, and shouted loudly: "Damn it! Send prisoners of war in the middle of the night? Are they all wearing armor? Do you think I'm stupid? You must be unable to attack at night, so you're tricking me!"
"Fire up the sound again! Get ready to meet the enemy!"
Seeing that the explanation didn't make sense, Nie Qing kicked his stirrups, abandoned the more than 5,000 prisoners of war in Xuanjia Anzi Camp, turned around and led the team away without looking back.
"Uh--" The scout commander was completely confused. Just now he had put up a desperate resistance posture and prepared for a night battle.
As a result, the enemy troops retreated calmly?
He had never heard of Nie Qing's name, but he was well aware of the reputation of the swordsman of Yongzi Camp, so he did not dare to pursue him at all. He could only put down his sword angrily and squinted at the large group of armored prisoners in front of him.
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After careful negotiation, he discovered that these people were really soldiers of Xuanjia Zhanzi Camp, and their belts and names were exactly the same.
"You guys wait where you are, I'll report it." The scout chief thought for a long time, but couldn't figure it out, so he simply pushed the trouble to the top. As the bell rang, Pingmuguan Yin Jianyuan Council quickly got the news, which immediately caused a stir.
