It's not cold when it snows, it's cold when it melts.
In the afternoon in Zhaohui City, the temperature dropped sharply and dripping water turned into ice.
Even the rare sunny red sun cannot bring warmth to this city.
Carriages and chariots departed from various places in the third and fourth city districts and hurried to the second city district.
Thirty-six provincial master tokens.
Thirty-six top big shots.
Although I don't know what the provincial leader is up to, no one dares to hesitate.
In the past few years, Liang Yuandao rarely issued the Provincial Governor's Token, but since six years ago, the powerful royal supervisor of Chaohui City disdained the Provincial Governor's Token, and a family of seventy-two mysteriously disappeared. After appearing in the mass graves outside the city, the power of the provincial leader's token has always shrouded the hearts of every powerful person, and they dare not show any slights.
Most of the big shots who are eligible to receive provincial governor's tokens are quite old.
Even though they may appear to be in their prime because of their superb martial arts skills, in reality they have already gone through their own long journeys in life and have seen most of the scenery in their journeys.
When the chariot came to the second city area and gradually approached the Yunmeng camp, their faces showed a look of surprise.
The reason is very simple. The top figures are used to living in seclusion. Although they know from various intelligences that Yunmeng Camp has suddenly emerged, they don't know such details.
In imagination, the second city, which was supposed to be dilapidated and desolate, actually became orderly at some point.
Although the land in front of us does not have the purity of the garden, the prosperity of the old city, or the beauty of the resort, it is difficult to describe in words a neatness, but it is already coming to our face.
You can see wide roads, flat and straight, criss-crossing and connected by crosses. At each major intersection, there is a white stone pillar with a simple timed mysterious pattern formation engraved on it. The three colors of red, yellow and green alternately flash.
Only when the front is green can you move forward.
When red, the horizontal road is passable, but the vertical road needs to wait.
There were some coachmen who controlled the chariots. They believed that the owner of the chariots had a distinguished status and that they were considered "named and surnamed" people in the city. They simply ignored these strange rules and went straight through the red light. The refugees with red stripes and the appearance of government officials came to stop them, but they were beaten out by the driver with a few whips...
In less than an hour, outside Yunmeng Camp, in a square that had been built long ago, most of the thirty-six top powerful and wealthy families had gathered.
There are also clear camps between each other, and there are differences in closeness and distance.
"what's going on?"
"have no idea… "
"It is rumored that the Gray Eagle Guard was killed by people from Yunmeng Camp last night."
"Lin Beichen, this little beast, is so bold that he provoked the Lord of the Province?"
"Then he's dead."
Some people were discussing and exchanging intelligence and information.
In the end, most people came to a clear conclusion -
It turns out that the provincial governor ordered them to come here to watch the execution.
Today, the provincial governor will definitely publicly execute Lin Beichen here.
passing of the times.
More and more people appeared outside Yunmeng Camp.
Many nobles, rich people and powerful people who were not qualified to receive the city lord's token also came here on their own initiative. On the one hand, it was a good opportunity to meet the leaders of the great nobles. It was also possible to meet and establish friendship without friendship. On the other hand, I also had a feeling that something big would happen today, so I came to watch it and didn’t want to miss such a grand occasion.
Suddenly, outside the Yunmeng camp, there was a huge buzz of people and excitement.
In contrast, everything inside Yunmeng Camp was quiet.
No one could be seen.
Only at the gate of the camp was the tiny [Hammer of the North Star] Qianqian, who was wearing fiery red armor, and the two hundred elite mining troops she led. They looked extremely eye-catching with murderous intent and stern expressions. , there is a signal from inside to outside that no strangers should be allowed to enter.
The time of waiting is always painful.
Even if it is just half an hour, this is the case.
The eyes of many powerful people were focused on the 100-meter-high ancient pine with a protruding peak in the center of the camp.
Such a solitary ancient pine that is at least hundreds of years old is rare in the city. I don't know how much effort this extravagant dandy spent to get it. Planting it here will inevitably waste a huge amount of manpower and material resources, but the effect may not be certain. Well, the pavilion and luxurious tent built on the top of the tree do not have any trace of aristocratic family background or the slightest aura of a wealthy family. On the contrary, they fully demonstrate their true character as a nouveau riche.
But no matter what, Yunmeng Camp and even the surrounding scenery still gave many nobles some surprises and surprises.
Their natural greed and intuition for property and land made them suddenly realize that this place, which they had ignored and regarded as a garbage dump for exiled refugees, actually hid wealth potential that could not be ignored. If it fell to someone like Lin Beichen, It's really a pity that it fell into the hands of a prodigal son.
Since this little beast has offended the provincial leader, he will soon die without a burial place.
It is said that a dragon cannot fly without a head, and a bird cannot fly without a head.
Without Lin Beichen, the elite soldiers and generals under his command, no matter how fierce they are, are just a bunch of wild dogs without their masters, and they are no threat.
So when the time comes, this huge Yunmeng camp, as well as this place that has been changing day by day,
The Second City will all become a fat, ownerless cake that they can enjoy to their heart's content.
Thinking of this, some people even became short of breath.
They couldn't wait to see Lin Beichen executed soon.
At this time, a large group of people came from a distance like a tide.
It is the main war department in Zhaohui City.
The three number flags fluttered in the wind, six or seven meters long, and made a hunting sound in the cold wind. They were like three black dragons, baring their teeth and claws under the winter sun, showing their ferocity.
One of the flags has the word "巷山" written on it.
Weishan War Department.
Under the banner was a thunder tiger war beast, Kou Zhongzheng came slowly with a sneer on his lips.
He was surrounded by warriors.
Among them was [Little God of War] Gongsun Bai, who was riding a white horse.
In addition to the Weishan War Department, there are also the Huanfeng and Liuyun War Departments.
These are all the absolute confidants of the provincial leader Liang Yuandao.
Obviously, they responded to the call of the provincial leader Liang Yuandao and led the army.
The black army swept in like a tide, spread out in a concave fan shape one mile away from the Yunmeng camp, and semi-surrounded the entire camp.
Flag hunting.
The sword light is cold.
Then two thousand Gray Eagle Guards wearing the masks of the Eagle God arrived with their swords hanging.
Like two thousand silent gods of death, they walked silently. The gray robes on their bodies seemed to be able to swallow the sunlight, bringing a lifeless shadow. The evil spirit exuded was like substance, rising into the sky, wearing dark red, transcending. He recruited more than 30,000 sergeants from the three major war departments.
Then, a huge and luxurious ship was driven out, like a cloud chariot of gods, with overwhelming momentum.
Ten martial arts master-level eunuchs carried the horse and drove it, floating like clouds and flowing water.
On it, Liang Yuandao's fat and huge figure looks like a towering mountain and a demonic forest, sitting still and silently.
At this moment, everyone's hearts felt as if a huge boulder had been pressed down on them, and even their breathing suddenly became rapid.
The figure who has controlled Fengyu Province for countless years, with unrivaled power, appeared like a demon lord in the dust, making everyone feel suffocated, and all kinds of noisy discussions stopped abruptly.
Even the nobles who usually held great power had to bow their heads and kneel on the ground at this moment.
Only the two hundred mining troops in the Yunmeng camp, led by [Beichen Hammer] Qianqian, each still had their waists straight and stood with their swords in hand. They stood like unbreakable long swords. Standing at the gate of the camp in the cold winter wind, they looked... So unsociable, yet so majestic.