In the Marshal's Mansion, Feng Zhou is processing military documents.
An army of 80,000 to 90,000 people, 200,000 people supporting farmers, food, drink, equipment, military pay and equipment, and strategic planning were all handled by him in one stroke.
Logically speaking, for someone to be the commander-in-chief of the Northern Expedition, there should be several staff to handle it on his behalf.
In fact, there was no need for him to search for it. His friends Zhao Kui, Yu Yunwen and others also recommended several people to him, but these people were not as efficient as him and had not yet got started, so Feng Zhou dealt with it first.
Of course, he was only responsible for handling major matters, and Xin Qiji would handle the disappearance of the Thirty Army Staff and the like.
While he was busy writing, Feng Zhou frowned, and a smile appeared on his lips. He stood up, looked at the bright moon outside the window, and suddenly smiled: "At this time, it is best to have a timely rain!"
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"Crash!"
Outside the Marshal's Mansion, it was raining heavily and the sky was like ink.
In the whole world, it seemed that only the faint lights in the official document room were shining. The lights in the entire mansion were bright, under the strong wind and rain, like sand gulls swaying between heaven and earth, like small boats capsized in the tsunami.
"Hey, this heavy rain is so scary at the wrong time."
Pang Yong was wearing a raincoat, carrying an oil lamp, and led a group of guards to patrol the entire mansion. As Feng Zhou's eldest disciple, his military level was limited, but his personal bravery was superhuman. Therefore, Feng Zhou made special arrangements for him to perform meritorious service.
He is the captain of the soldiers.
Pang Yong also understood this, so he was conscientious in leading the team.
After all, in addition to respecting teachers and teachings, everyone also desires to make achievements for themselves.
"Hiss."
There was a burst of horse tearing.
"Strange, why are the horses in the horse gallery so furious today?" Pang Yong looked at the many horses in the horse gallery and was very surprised.
Immediately afterwards, Pang Yong found that the big wolf dog following him suddenly roared towards the small courtyard of the official office, backed up repeatedly, and shrank into the corner, as if it had encountered some terrifying natural enemy.
"What's it called? Master is correcting official documents, don't make a fuss about him!"
Pang Yong went up and pulled the dog's reins, but the dog was still barking, and the barking became more and more urgent, as if it was facing a life-or-death crisis.
"No, could it be that someone came into Master's small courtyard?"
Pang Yong was shocked and doubtful, and immediately led his team to open the door of the small courtyard.
I saw a heavy rain in the small courtyard, and it was pitch black. Only the lights in the room were still dazzling. Pang Yong was just relieved when his eyes suddenly flashed and he found a figure appearing in the small courtyard.
That figure was wearing mysterious clothes and holding a sharp sword, and there were more than one of them.
One, two, three.
There were five of them!
When had there been so many people in this small courtyard?
What frightened Pang Yong was that they stood there quietly, like ghosts. The rain fell on their clothes and all slipped off without a trace of water.
"There's an assassin!"
Pang Yong shouted sharply!
Just as the voice shouted, the heavy rain suddenly stopped!
Almost in an instant, the dark clouds moved away and the moon appeared.
Not only does it illuminate the small courtyard clearly, but it also illuminates the shadows of these people.
"Pang Yong, tell the soldiers to retreat." Feng Zhou's voice came from the room. Then, he opened the door gently and glanced at the five people in the yard.
These five people all wore black cloaks with Tai Chi embroidered on them, and their hair crowns were inlaid with gold rims. They all had pale faces and behaved elegantly and gracefully.
Taoists, practitioners of magic.
Although I don’t know how they appeared here, the heavy rain did not affect them. It seems that they have a special method or a special channel.
"Since you are all here, please introduce yourselves. I will not kill nameless ghosts in my hands." Feng Zhou said calmly.
"Master Feng, we are the five great protectors of Taiyi Dao, and we are here to kill you on orders from our superiors!"
One person said.
Feng Zhou was fine, but Pang Yong had a serious look on his face.
Not only him, but also Xin Qiji who came over.
Taiyi Dao is a great Taoist sect in the north. It advocates self-cultivation based on the teachings of Laozi and the control of the world through the techniques of witchcraft and blessing. The leader, Xiao Baozhen, is known as Yiwu Zhenren.
His magic is profound and has been passed down to many people. Among them, the five major disciples are known as the "Five Protectors", and all of them have extraordinary magical powers.
The chief disciple of Taiyi Dao, Han Daoxi.
The second disciple, Ma Ming.
The third disciple, Feng Xiaoxiao.
The fourth disciple, Kou Yingjie.
The fifth disciple, Chen Jia.
The five great protectors are here together.
"Master Feng, you used this heavy rain to detect our whereabouts, it's really impressive!" The fourth disciple Kou Yingjie said in a calm tone.
"So what? No one who has been killed by the master will survive, not even the commander in the army can do it, even if he has deep magic power." Ma Ming said.
"Two junior brothers, don't underestimate Feng Zhou. The great mage who died in his hands was not much less than our Taiyi Dao. The disciples around him were not strong, but they were very difficult to deal with." Senior brother Han Daoxi warned.
"So what? Back then, Luo Cheng was the reincarnation of an immortal, sitting in the Erxian Mountain. He had the ability to call for wind and rain, but if he offended me, Tai Dao, he would still be killed by us with the Five Thunder Methods of Tiangang!" Feng Xiaoxiao sneered.
"Kill Feng Zhou."
Chen Jiayi's brief introduction is shocking.
The sword in his hand is longer and wider.
The five guardians stood side by side, all looking at Feng Zhou. They not only looked at Feng Zhou, but also felt Feng Zhou's surging power like the rising sun. In this late night, it was as dazzling as the bright moon in the sky.
"Master Feng, if you can surrender to us and join Taiyi, we will spare your life, otherwise, you will die!"
Han Daoxi said calmly.
"die!"
Ma Ming, Feng Xiaoxiao, Kou Yingjie, and Chen Jia all seconded the proposal.
The voices of these five people were cold, like sharp horns, passing through the entire night sky and reaching far into the sky. It seemed as if the bright moon in the sky was trembling by three points.
"The war is finally about to begin."
In Sizhou City, many people are eagerly awaiting this battle.
Shao Hongyuan thought he had made an impromptu decision, but he didn't know that someone had already made a detailed plan and was waiting to use his decision to eliminate the cause and effect.
Because if a monk kills a high-ranking member of the imperial court, he will definitely be contaminated by worldly karma and may suffer a great disaster. However, if this cause and effect is resolved into a private feud in the army, then the cause and effect can fall on Shao Hongyuan who gave the order.
For those who are waiting for this battle, this battle is crucial.
It not only determines the life and death of the five great protectors of Taiyi Road in the north and Feng Zhou, but also determines whether the situation between the Jin and Song Dynasties can be reversed.
You must know that since the Jin Kingdom took control of the Central Plains, it has accumulated many magic masters, but the only one who the Song Dynasty can and is willing to use is Feng Zhou, but he dominates the world.
If the five great guardians of the Taiyi Dynasty win, then the situation in Dajin will still be pressing. Maybe they can use war to promote peace and seize more territory. Under the leadership of Wan Yanyong, the Dajin Kingdom can dominate all directions and prosper.
But if Fengzhou wins.
The Northern Expedition of the Song Dynasty was bound to sweep through the Central Plains, recapture the old capital, and even recapture the homeland of Youyan. The Jurchens could only consider retreating to the white mountains and black waters.
As for Feng Zhou, I am afraid that no one in the world can compare with him.
Countless people held their breath, waiting and anticipating.
"Da da." Feng Zhou slowly walked out the door and walked into the yard. Several people followed him out behind him.
Wang Chongyang, Xin Qiji, and Xiao Qing disguised as a man.