The messenger's dark eyes lit up immediately when he heard this. Shen Tang's news was like a shot in the arm for him.
He knew clearly that Shen Tang's place was sparsely populated, and even if He Yin seemed to be living a good life, even if he took out all his assets, it would not be enough for the group of refugees and bandits to eat. But if they took the initiative to contact the other three families, that would be different.
If these four families join together, they will have at least 20,000 troops.
It is impossible to quell the rebellion of refugees and bandits.
However, we have a very high chance of repelling them and driving them out of Luxia County. At the very least, we can buy precious evacuation time for the common people of Luxia County, so that they will not die tragically at the hands of refugees and bandits.
The messenger's eyes immediately filled with tears and he bowed deeply again.
"Mr. Shen is kind and righteous. He is willing to lend his troops to resist the bandits and save the thousands of innocent people in Lu... Although Shou has nothing, if I have the chance to serve Mr. Shen in this life, I will die for him..."
Shen Tang helped him up before he could finish his words.
"I don't deserve such a great gift from an envoy."
Not that she doubted the truth of the messenger's words.
She firmly believed that the messenger's words came from the heart.
But the messenger was from Luxia County, his family was all in Luxia, and he worked for a big enemy named Lu, so the possibility of him joining Shen Tang was almost zero. It was like Shen Tang never thought that Zhao Feng would switch jobs to him no matter how much he coveted Zhao Feng.
Zhao Feng's relatives are all in Tianhai.
He came to him to repay his gratitude, Wu Xian did not stop his salary, and he still distributed military supplies and fodder to his brothers as usual. Zhao Feng was a loyal man, and it would be outrageous for him to betray Wu Xian and switch to Shen Tang. The same goes for the messenger.
Therefore, Shen Tang couldn't stand these "big talks".
The person is a good person, but he is not hers.
It’s better to interrupt directly and not listen so that you won’t be annoyed.
She said, "Duke Lu and I have an alliance and we have fought side by side. How can I sit back and watch him in danger? Moreover, that group of refugees and bandits killed innocent people with bloody and outrageous means. Even if Duke Lu did not send anyone, I would lead troops to help. I believe that anyone with a conscience would do the same. I feel ashamed to accept the envoy's gifts."
The messenger stood up under Shen Tang's irresistible force.
His eyes got even redder.
I kept feeling in my heart that the rumors were not entirely false.
At least Mr. Shen is really a good person.
The messenger felt relieved after receiving Shen Tang's promise. Shen Tang also arranged a place for him to stay. Although he couldn't give him a "welcome reception", the considerate conditions he provided made the messenger feel comfortable.
He slept particularly soundly, having not closed his eyes for several days.
I had a dreamless night, and when I opened my eyes again, it was bright outside.
The messenger gets up and washes up under the urging of his biological clock.
Prepare to find a secluded place to practice.
As a result, he had not walked far when he was attracted by loud shouts and cheers, and he followed the source of the sound.
Only then did he realize that he seemed to have arrived at an open training ground. On the training ground, two figures were wrestling with each other.
One of them was a little boy.
The other was a large, strong man who had reached adulthood.
More than a hundred soldiers and common people watched, shouting and cheering. The messenger was infected by the atmosphere. He wanted to avoid suspicion, but when he saw that there were common people watching with relish nearby, he guessed that this parade ground was not a "forbidden area" and joined the crowd.
After a contest of strength, the young boy was more skilled.
Relying on the skill of using strength, he could seize the opportunity to knock his opponent to the ground, and then use his hands and feet to suppress his opponent so that he could get up and fight back.
A soldier jumped onto the field and counted down at the two men.
The countdown ended and the suppressed strong man was unable to break free.
"Hahaha, we win!"
As soon as the countdown ended, the young boy let go of his inhibitions and ran around the school field cheering wildly, as if to show off his achievements. On the other hand, the loser sat on the ground with his chest heaving, accepting the teasing in a depressed manner.
"Dali, you can't do it!"
"How can such an unweaned child beat you?"
"It must be that his legs are weak and he has no strength..."
"Haha, I told you you can't do it, then you can't do it..."
The loser heard these jokes, waved his hands at everyone in frustration and disgust, and cursed with a smile: "Get out of here! What's wrong with me? Can I do it? Didn't you see my ability when we went to the Perfume Shop to take a shower together on weekdays? If I hadn't had a stomachache today, it's hard to say who would win or lose! This kid, he used all his strength..."
I touched the place where I was pressed, and my mouth was crooked because of the pain.
Obviously, the soldiers didn't buy his excuse.
There was even a soldier in the camp who teased him, saying something very insulting: "Hahaha, are you still breastfeeding? It's been ten years since I was weaned, right? You're only a few days old, and you admit it because you're weak. Don't let us brothers laugh at you..."
The group of onlookers, especially a widow, showed a mysterious smile that could only be understood but not expressed in words. The marks of the wheel wheels were all on their faces. Only the young boy who won was still in Makkabaka, showing off his victory.
"Haha, junior sister, do you think I can ask the teacher for permission to go to the battlefield with Mr. Shen to kill the bandits? I won, isn't that awesome?" After noticing the winning boy, the messenger said something to a boy named Alang.
The young boy A Lang warned: "I told you not to call me Junior Sister."
The young boy said: "Oh, I'm used to it. Besides, no one will say anything if I shout a few words..."
The other party said indifferently: "Don't even think about going out."
The messenger looked over in the direction of the sound.
The young boy Alang was wearing a simple green scholar's shirt, with a sachet and other miscellaneous items on his waist. The most eye-catching one was the pink heart-shaped seal, and the seal button was a very rare wheat ear shape. Although the young boy Alang was thin, he stood straight. Compared with the disheveled, sweaty little boy, he looked elegant and casual.
Her eyebrows and eyes are delicate and gentle, and her face is delicate and elegant.
The messenger muttered: "She's pretty..."
Isn’t it said that Heyin County is a poor and barren place
The people raised are mostly ugly.
Although few brave warriors and scholars are ugly, the handsome Alang named Bai Shaoxuan yesterday, the handsome county magistrate Shen Jun, and this delicate young man... just from the appearance, they are all charming people with a lively look.
This Heyin can be described as a place where phoenixes gather and birds fly.
The messenger was about to leave.
He wanted to wander around Fugu City to kill time, and then go to the government office to inquire about the situation when time was almost up.
Although Mr. Shen said "at most two days", the messenger would still feel anxious if he had to wait for another hour, fearing that Luxia County would not be able to defend itself.
He needed something to distract himself.
As a result, he was noticed as soon as he turned around.
The young man Alang, who was wearing a pink heart-shaped seal, walked straight towards him. The messenger also stopped, saluted, and took the initiative to introduce his home, fearing that it would cause unnecessary misunderstandings. The young man Alang returned the salute: "Is there any place you want to go, messenger?"
He asked, "Who is Xiaolang?"
The young man smiled gently and introduced himself: "I am Lin Feng, a subordinate of the lord. The messenger can call me 'Lingde'."
"Brother Lingde, nice to meet you."
Tu·Little Boy·Rong: "..."
Sure enough, there are always blind people in this world.
Others identify gender by looking at the face, but a Bushido warrior/Bunshin scholar can be identified by looking at the Bushido tiger talisman and Bunshin monogram.
Alas, when will I be able to muster the courage to fight
Tu Rong straightened his clothes that were messed up by the fall and said, "Junior sister... no, junior brother, is this the envoy from Luxia County who came yesterday?"
Lin Feng: "If you call me Junior Sister again, I will silence you."
Tu Rong: “…”
The messenger asked, "Is this young man also a member of Lord Shen's staff?"
Tu Rong scratched his face.
He said, "Not really. I haven't gathered my courage yet, but my teacher is a military officer under Lord Shen... So, I can barely be considered one? Envoy, are there many bandits in Luxia County? How many? Thousands or 10,000 or 20,000?"
In Tu Rong's opinion, this is already a very large scale.
The messenger twitched his lips and said, "There are tens of thousands of people..."
If it's just a few thousand or ten thousand, there's no need to ask for help.
Tu Rong opened his mouth slightly in surprise.
Lin Feng said: "Did you hear that? There are tens of thousands of people. Not to mention that the teacher will never agree, even if the teacher agrees, the master will not agree to let you go with him to die. Throwing you into the logistics department to cook, he still thinks you can eat but not walk fast."
Tu Rong pursed his lips in grievance.
"Junior sister—"
The messenger did not doubt Lin Feng's gender because of this. He just thought that the relationship between this pair of brothers was really good. Soon he felt the energy of heaven and earth tremble. The young man closed his mouth with an expression of disbelief.
Messenger: “…”
The relationship between the brothers is good, but they are also ruthless.
Lin Feng doesn't have much literary talent, and he is not very skilled in silencing others and stealing their words.
Therefore, Tu Rong was free after a few breaths.
He was so angry that he wanted to stamp his feet.
But it just can't happen.
Because Lin Feng was taught how to silence and mute others by his own lord, and his lord also specifically told Lin Feng that if he can't win the argument, he should forcibly mute the microphone, so that he can be invincible!
Even his own teacher Chu Yao couldn't stop this.
Before Lin Feng had finished learning the basic common sense of "Ten Basic Rules for Literary Mentality and Scholarship", he had already mastered the "Silencing and Voice-stealing". The one who silenced the most was Tu Rong. Because Lin Feng was temporarily unable to silence other people, he could only use his senior brother as a practice subject.
The messenger burst out laughing.
Lin Feng calculated the time, and the commander Gong Shu who had taken the people out would soon be back: "There is still something else, senior brother, accompany the envoy first."
Tu Rong waved his hand: "Go ahead and do your work."
As expected, as soon as Lin Feng arrived at the camp, Gong Shuwu and Zhao Feng came back with a group of new recruits.
"Why is Lingde here?"
Lin Feng saluted: "Greetings, Captain."
She was here to deliver some paperwork.
Regarding this month's military expenditure budget.
Because there was a sudden need to rush to support Luxia County, the first allocation of food and fodder was naturally far from enough. Lin Feng followed the orders of his teacher to negotiate with Gong Shuwu. The two sides verified the budget so that the government could allocate funds.
You have to set off at any time, there is no delay.
Gong Shuwu has already finished it.
He has been busy recruiting and training soldiers these days, and it is his deputy Bai Su who helps with these military affairs.
Lin Feng quickly calculated the number in his head and found no discrepancy.
She quickly closed the bamboo slips, bowed and left.
Zhao Feng still felt it was magical as he watched Lin Feng go away.
It was even more surprising than suddenly knowing that Bai Su was a brave warrior.
But, it's still acceptable.
only-
Zhao Feng murmured: "The feng shui under Lord Shen's tent is 'weird'..."
There hadn't been a female scholar of letters or warriors for over two hundred years, yet two appeared in less than half a year, and they appeared in large numbers.
Gong Shuwu: "Maybe it's a matter of He Yin's Feng Shui."
After all, these two people changed only after they came to Heyin, and Heyin is famous for its poor mountains and bad waters. It is normal for them to have some mutations after eating the water and food here.
Knowing that Gong Shuwu was joking, Zhao Feng didn't take it seriously.
He was concerned with only one other thing.
"Half a step, do you think I can go out this time?"
Without waiting for Gong Shuwu to answer.
He said to himself: "It should be possible..."
But considering that Shen Jun had no one to use, if he led his troops to help Luxia County in the name of Lord Wu Xian, the guards of Heyin would be basically empty. If something unexpected happened during the period, such as being robbed by refugees and bandits...
Alas, the consequences are disastrous.
But it didn't seem right to let Gong Shuwu go out and let him stay behind... Let Wu Xian's people guard Shen Tang's territory...
Doesn’t Mr. Shen have some ideas in his mind
Even real brothers cannot be so honest with each other.
This operation is really bizarre and I have never seen it before.
Gong Shuwu asked, "Does Dayi want to go into battle?"
Zhao Feng didn't dare to agree casually.
The contents went over and over in the stomach.
After a while, he said, "I don't think so."
After nearly a year, Zhao Feng seemed to have forgotten the taste of blood. Seeing the flat land, neat houses, golden waves swaying in the wind, the common people smiling, and the children playing and fighting, the satisfaction he felt was no less than the satisfaction he felt after winning a battle.
seem-
There is meaning to existence without fighting.
This kind of thought was something Zhao Feng had never had before.
He was a violent and aggressive person when he was young. He could kill hundreds of bandits in a single blow. After the killing stopped, none of the bandits could even form a complete corpse. He believed that this was the fate of a brave warrior.
Powerful and warlike.
He came bathed in blood and returned wrapped in horsehide.
Zhao Feng never thought that he would die of old age.
An overly comfortable life would only wear down his will, make the bronze mace in his hand rust, his hands weak and powerless, and his moves no longer fierce... Zhao Feng had thought so before. But in order to repay Shen Tang for saving his life, he endured it.
However, Zhao Feng found that he seemed to be completely wrong.
Over the past year, his cultivation had not regressed. In fact, because of his improved state of mind, he was able to achieve twice the result with half the effort. His progress was faster than ever before, and even the bottleneck that had troubled him for a long time showed signs of loosening. He had a hunch that he would be able to make another breakthrough within two years!
Zhao Feng: “…”
This is confusing
Gong Shuwu had no idea of Zhao Feng's thoughts and just laughed: "If you can go out for justice, you and I can fight side by side and defeat the bandits together. We can be regarded as comrades who share life and death."
The corners of Zhao Feng's mouth twitched.
"If you and I are gone, who will take over the defense of Ha Yin?"
It’s empty, are you trying the empty city strategy
Gong Shuwu: "Zi Gu is not good enough?"
Xian Yujian is not very old but he is very capable.
Zhao Feng shook his head: "He is too young and needs to be polished."
Gong Shuwu rubbed his chin, thinking.
"See who Tianhai sent. Let them stay to guard Heyin. It will be the same if we go out..."
Zhao Feng: “…”
Zhao Feng: “???”
Zhao Feng: “!!!”
It seems that there is something wrong with He Yin's Feng Shui.
More problematic is that -
Gong Shuwu was not the only one who thought so.
Mr. Shen thinks so too.
The letters have all reached Wu Xian's hands.
Wu Xian was completely dumbfounded. He asked his subordinates, especially Qin Li: "Is Shen Youli stupid?"
－－－－－－－Off-topic－－－－－－－