"So you went to avenge them?"
"When I asked the girl how many people there were, the girl said there were only five. I was afraid that he was a bird, so I took the eldest son and they chased them. All the way to Funiu Mountain, the culprit was caught, but Where is the number of people only five? I think five hundred is about the same."
"Then how did you run back?"
Cheng Xiaojin said triumphantly: "Who is Cheng Xiaojin? Don't say it's just a few hundred incompetent thieves. Even if we are among thousands of troops, who can stop me if Cheng Xiaojin wants to run? Brother? Lend me some people first! I'm going to smother that barberry."
"Funiu Mountain, bandit?" Wu Zheng said after a moment of thought, "I can borrow from you, but we still have to plan these things."
"What's the plan for this? Isn't it just a few hundred bandits? We Zuo Xiaowei are not even afraid of Tatar wolf riders, are we still afraid of a group of uninfluenced bandits?"
Wu Zheng said: "You can't say that. To the south of this mountain is Lumen Zuo Xiaowei, and to the north is Zuo Weiwei. Don't you feel strange that this place is riotous?"
Seeing Cheng Xiaojinfa stunned, Wu Zheng went on to say, "I heard that Zuo Xiaowei was not the only one at the beginning. Do you know why it became like this?"
"Suppress the thieves?" Cheng Xiaojin asked tentatively.
Wu Zheng nodded and said, "I heard that Brother Niu said it seems like this."
After speaking, the two looked at Niu Yaozu together, and Niu Yaozu said in an angry tone, "What did you do to suppress the thieves? These are all deceitful things. After all, this is not because the Zuo Xiaowei fell into His Majesty’s hands and made Right Xiang’s heart. not comfortable?"
Wu Zheng looked at Cheng Xiaojin and said, "Now you understand?"
Cheng Xiaojin nodded: "Then, do we still kill this thief? Or just forget it! If the righteous is really playing tricks, we can't afford this person."
"Forget it?" Wu Zheng said with a smile: "It's time to run wild on our Zuo Xiaowei site. You actually have a good intention to forget about this? You Cheng Xiaojin lost this person, but Wu Zheng can't afford to lose it. You Just said where are the bandits? Funiu Mountain, right!"
Cheng Xiaojin nodded: "Yes, they have set up a stockade in Funiu Mountain, and the number is definitely more than 500 people."
The three returned to the Shuai Teng. There was a sand table in the Shuai Teng, which was made according to the terrain of the mountain. Wu Zheng couldn't help but think of the Alla Shao in Tuyuhun. Although that guy is a mason, his skill in making sand tables is top-notch. .
Wu Zheng's current sand table was also made by a mason, but he did not make a good one. It was similar to a map of the world, and he did not understand his own mind at all!
What is talent? That's it, all masons, but the precision of the sand table made is worlds apart.
The sand table in front of Wu Zheng can only make do with it, but for Cheng Xiaojin, who saw this sand table for the first time, it was shocking.
"Brother Wu did you make this thing?" Cheng Xiaojin lay on the sand table with a look of amazement: "This is simply an essential weapon for our generals! Brother Wu, you are too interesting. You have such a thing. Don't tell my brother, let me make one for your old man! Make him always happy."
"Tell you? I wanted to ask what kind of sand table you want to make for your old man?" Wu Zheng said.
Cheng Xiaojin said without even thinking: "Of course it is God Capital. Let's live in God Capital. Is it possible to be a desert snow mountain? If you know this way, he is a sand table. If you don't know it, you think it is a pan scene. Yeah!"
"Unfortunately, your kid can figure it out. If you really make a sandbox that is exactly like the gods, then your family will wait for your majesty to inquire!"
Cheng Xiaojin said blankly: "What's the reason for this?"
"You said this is a weapon for us to generalize the door. On the other hand, once this thing falls into the hands of the thief, is it not a sharp weapon in the hands of the thief? The more detailed you make the sand table, the more helpful it will be to the thief at that time. Don’t forget that your Majesty’s old man lives in the capital of God, and God is his home. You made his house into a sandbox. If he knows about his dream, he will be scared to wake up, and you still say that he won’t take you against you. ?"
Cheng Xiaojin said unconvincedly: "So according to what you said, wouldn't it be impossible to draw even the map of the capital of God?"
"The gods do not paint the land... (End of this chapter)