Tang Dynasty

Chapter 42: Mind (in

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At the same time, Zhou Huaian, who was given high hopes invisibly, also came to Guangzhou again, but was riding on a pack horse accompanied by more than a dozen guards and clearing the way, plus dozens of servants pulling carts and horses. In addition, there are also two small escorts, Zhou Xiaoqi, who is a horse and running errand boyfriend, and a vulgar novice who serves as a book book, and Liao Yuan.

That’s right, it was originally just a vagrant Xiaoqi who picked it up. Just yesterday, following Wang Pan’s suggestion and harassment, he was given a surname by the most knowledgeable person in the camp and the leader. The little novice monk, who changed his name in this regard, wished to be together, which confirmed the identity and belonging of the master and servant. On the other hand, he secretly remembered and commemorated his past identity and name.

For these two young people with different backgrounds, this is also the beginning of a rebirth, so it seems that even after a whole day, there is residual excitement and unintentional smile on their faces. , Some will pop up occasionally.

Before that, there was another group of battalion sergeants of all kinds, but after entering the gate of the city under his own authority, they separated on the street, and now they have all dispersed to look for pastime and fun.

It should be known that as an outside force stationed in the outer suburbs of the city, there are not many opportunities to enter the city justifiably. Therefore, every opportunity for progress is also a rare disguised benefit of relaxation and vacation for their leaders and soldiers.

The city of Guangzhou, which I didn’t see the next day, became deserted again. It seems that it was due to a large number of mobilizations. Those volunteers and soldiers who could not move on the streets in groups, including local residents and business travelers, were also scarce. The bloody smell in the air when I first saw it and the faint rancid smell when it came again have basically disappeared; only a rather dull and sparse atmosphere is left, as well as the mold and dust that can be smelled from time to time Breath.

And under those tall archways, you can occasionally see hanging human heads, but there are both young and old. According to the crooked fonts on the list on the side, these are the culprits of the assassination storm in the city, and some have been successively killed. The officers and army spies found out.

This time, the destination I came out was one of the arsenals of the Guangzhou Dudu’s Mansion on the west side of Fanshan under the control of the General’s Mansion; therefore, the more I went in, the more patrols and investigations I encountered, and I was stationed temporarily at the junction The guards on the level have also become more and more well-dressed and well-equipped, and their temperament and atmosphere have also changed from being casually loose at first to being unsmiling and serious.

Zhou Huaian even noticed that the upper floors of the buildings along the street next to some inconspicuous levels, as well as the sentinels with light and dark distribution and a large number of waiting archers, obviously showed a posture of tightness on the outside, and made him feel right. These peasant uprisings are full of cannon fodder and miscellaneous brands, and the main impression and evaluation of the mob has been slightly changed.

However, under the guards and temporary wooden deeds provided by Wang Pan, these new and old guard posts and checkpoints were not able to cause much substantial influence and hindrance to Zhou Huai'an. Instead, they let him observe, recognize and understand from a close range. , The ownership and scope of responsibility of the rebels between different locations and designations in this city. And mark and save them one by one in their own auxiliary system, maybe there will be opportunities to come in handy in the future.

Guangzhou's arsenal is a complex of buildings formed by a hillside of honor. Therefore, a cloud-like roof and eaves can be seen from a distance. This is also one of the few inner city where the guarding forces are relatively concentrated, so these rebel soldiers who patrol the streets in groups with helmets and armors are also better than other places in spirit.

"Those armored soldiers with red heads are Changheng athletes under the command of the military mansion..."

The old guard, who was upright and neatly dressed as a guard, also used a tone of envy and sigh beside him, and introduced him from time to time.

"It is also the first rebel elite to follow General Wang and the oldest qualified..."

"The soldiers in the Xuan Helmet and Heshan are mostly from the hometown of {now Shandong Heze} or from nearby Wanting and Fanxian."

"It can also be regarded as Huang Wang's township party and son soldiers..."

"There is also the soap robe riding pawn, it is the salt owl from Jibei... Most of them are the old ones familiar to Huang Wang..."

"Don't look at the inconspicuous outpost with the bird's tail flag, but it is the Hongyi capital who supervises the marching law in front of the battle..."

"Those who like to dress up and flamboyantly are the people who fight against the camp. The predecessor was the people of the five mountains who resisted taxes..."

"The time when they killed the officials and rebelled, it was a bit earlier than General Wang's Changheng uprising..."

"It can be regarded as folks from our neighboring counties..."

"If it weren't for Chief Fan and General Zhen, they would have died early..."

Having said that, he couldn't help but grumble.

"General Xiao Zhen and Shang Shuai started an argument halfway, and they separated their troops..."

"Later, I folded in Dayu Ling with everyone, and only one general was left to clean up the mess."

"I'm afraid it won't be much worse than their current weather."

Regarding the memories and remembrance triggered by Laoguan accidentally, Zhou Huaian smiled without saying a word and nodded and said yes; it just seemed to be quite informative. And this Laoguan doesn't seem to be so hearty and unintentional on the surface, but a person with a story. In the end, these words are not only sent out by feelings, and they may be explored in the future.

Therefore, just on the distance and streets of this inner city, their group encountered at least several different rebel numbers, and stopped to give way to the other several times.

Only after playing the identity and seal, and entering the archway gate of the arsenal, it became clean and comfortable again. The one who came out to receive them was a pipe warehouse wearing a blue military uniform. His registration number was Jia Yuan. He had a round face, pointed beard, and a short body that looked a bit funny and a slender temperament.

The attitude towards them is an official and indifferent way of doing things, but the accent of a local person is a vague accent, obviously a local recruit and retainer; for Zhou Huai'an, this is already small. Some famous "monks" will say a few more words for those who are slightly curious and inquiring.

Under his leadership, Huai'an and his party will come to the nearest warehouse building next week.

From the wide open door, you can see that there are rows of well-maintained weapon racks piled up inside, and all kinds of bow-armor robes are neatly lined up in high and low clusters, like the soldiers waiting for review. It is like a metal jungle carefully cultivated and pruned;

But Jia Yuan kept walking past this warehouse, and then came to another large open warehouse, which occupies a larger area and is more spacious, because the weapons in it have been taken away. A part of it, revealing a lot of empty positions, and the remaining weapon styles also appear to be messy and messy, and the packaging of many weapons is directly exposed, revealing a bright flood. .

But the other party continued to pass through here and walked towards the inside, and came to a warehouse filled with this faint musty smell. There are many shelves of armor, plates, and shields, but it has been covered with obvious dust.

The leader of the warehouse hardly stopped. After passing through several warehouses of different nature, some weapons with obvious moisture and rust spots appeared, but they still didn't stop them;

It was not until the last several rounds that he stopped in front of a small warehouse with the words "Unity" written on a corner of the large warehouse complex. I personally took the lock and opened it with some effort. It looks very old and a little bit rotten and brittle, which makes people worry about whether the two large door panels will break open in the next moment.

The scent of musty ash that had been accumulated for a long time was mixed with other auras, almost rushing to the face.

"Here is where you want to collect"

There was dust inside, and the thick dust must be carefully identified to find the outline of the stacked objects. The traces and mildew formed by the rain leak on the wall are as conspicuous as the lice on the bald head. (End of this chapter)