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"Brother, what's the matter? Is anyone following us?"

On a trail in the north of the capital city, a carriage was swaying. Liu Dashao, Song Qinglu and Wuming rode on the horses and chatted while walking as if they were sightseeing.

Song Qing looked back and took out the binoculars to look around, got off the horse and listened quietly with his ears on the ground.

Young Master Liu had heard about this ability of the ancients for a long time, and always thought it was just a rumor, and he didn't make any fuss after seeing it a lot.

It's just that it still feels very miraculous. When the horses are galloping, their footsteps are so chaotic, and it's incredible how many people and horses can be heard from the vibrations on the ground.

It is so accurate that it makes people speechless, and the general judgment will not make a mistake of about two horses.

In Song Qing's words, his ability is just a rudimentary skill for the old people in the army. A real capable person can accurately judge the number of enemies from several miles away.

Saying that there are ten horses, there will never be one more or one less, this is the skill.

There is no skill at all, it all depends on experience, and it has to be amazing.

"No one is following us. Perhaps the people of the Kingdom of Jin thought there was no need for us to escape, so they didn't send anyone to follow us."

"That's good, that's good. It's really uncomfortable to always feel like a glow on your back under the eyes of others."

Lu Wuming looked at the remote wilderness around him: "Lord Liu, what are we going to do here? The Turkic war horses seem to be locked up in the horse farm west of the capital. Isn't it the opposite if we go north?"

Young Master Liu shook his head helplessly. How did Lu Wuming's IQ learn so many languages: "The intention of rushing directly to the west is too obvious, and the transaction of tens of thousands of horses must be countless. The passers-by are the eyeliners planted by the Kingdom of Jin and the Turks, we can only take a detour and go from other places."

"Third brother, it may not be appropriate to detour through this road. According to the map records, there is a natural barrier to the northwest of the capital of the Kingdom of Jin. The swampland stretches for more than ten miles. The Kingdom of Jin is too cold, and there are some thin accumulations. The snow has not yet melted, if we accidentally enter the swamp, we will have to explain it today."

Liu Mingzhi took out the binoculars and looked at it: "Master Lu, brother, take a closer look, the place a few miles away is deserted, and there is not even a single footprint of a wild animal. It is most likely the area of ​​the swamp. The vigilance is much better than ours."

Song and Qing also looked in the direction Liu Dashao was pointing at, and they couldn't help but gasp in amazement.

"Third brother, it's no wonder that the guards at the north gate of the west gate of the capital city of the Kingdom of Jin are so empty. With this swamp, tens of thousands of troops are not enough to fill it. If you take a detour, you will be spotted by the scouts of the Kingdom of Jin. You can immediately establish a defense line. The guy who built the city back then was a character."

"That's right, look, my lords, the swamp is crescent-shaped and protects the west and north half of the capital city of the Kingdom of Jin. When there is an enemy attack, you can concentrate your troops on the east and south to defend and attack. Set up camp outside the city, otherwise you will lose your way."

"Otherwise! "Sun Tzu's Art of War" says that you will die and live later. If I am the main offensive general, I will definitely place a surprise soldier here. Unexpected effect, but it can’t be done unless it’s absolutely necessary, it’s filling the city with human life.”

"Third brother, don't talk about these useless things. How should we detour to the racecourse in the west of the city to find out clearly, or try to destroy this transaction as much as possible."

"Where to go around, just fly over."

"Third brother, do you have a fever? Even I can only take ten breaths in the air without landing. Wouldn't it be a dream to fly over?"

Lu Wuming also looked at First Young Master Liu hesitantly, apparently not believing what Young Master Liu said.

Flying over, since ancient times, how many people have longed to be able to soar in the sky like a bird, but looking at the ancient and modern times, how many people can get their wish.

"Hiss, whoops."

"Third Brother, why are you pulling my hair?" Song Qing held the back of his head and looked at First Young Master Liu resentfully.

"It hurts so much to pull yourself, don't worry, I will lend you a little hair for you to see in heaven, it's a good deal."

Young Master Liu didn't care. Song Qing, who kept rolling his eyes, held up a lock of hair to test the direction of the wind, and then felt the strength of the wind with his hands.

"God help me too. The southeast wind is moderately strong and suitable for lift-off. Brother, Lord Lu, please move the box off the carriage."

"What are you carrying the box for?"

"You can move as soon as you are told, whether you can go to heaven or not depends on these things."

"Crazy, really crazy, Lin Zida really has all kinds of birds."

Although Song Qing's tone was dissatisfied, he still cooperated with Liu Mingzhi and Lu Wuming to remove several large boxes from the carriage.

First Young Master Liu began to direct the two of them to tinker in a deserted place, saying that it was most appropriate for a hot air balloon to observe the racecourse with a telescope in the sky.

Young Master Liu began to use bottles and cans to add various things to a special container on the basket.

"Third brother, why does it smell like wine?"

"Look more, ask less, you will know in a while."

Everything was ready. Young Master Liu checked again and again. Although he had tried it once, he still had to be cautious. It would be embarrassing to lose his life.

"Brother, Master Lu, hide the mount in a place that is not easy to find, and we are ready to go to heaven."

After the three of them were busy, they stood in the basket below. First Young Master Liu took out the container and pointed at it: "Brother, Master Lu, I will tell you to throw sandbags later, so you can throw sandbags."

"Got it, got it, long-winded."

Song Qing yawned and held his mouth, and his expression became listless. He never believed that Young Master Liu could really let him go to heaven, and that he could do light work by himself.

A thick fire burned from the container, gradually rising, and the air in the sphere gradually became lighter.

"Throw the sandbag, hurry up."

Song Qing raised both hands, and several sandbags were thrown out of the basket, and the hot air balloon flew up slowly.

First Young Master Liu tightly grasped the edge of the basket: "Brother, Master Lu, you must tie the rope around your waist, otherwise you will be smashed into meat if you fall."

It's just that Young Master Liu didn't hear the two people's response, so he turned his head to look, and saw the two people trembling the rope like a sieve, looking at the gradually shrinking city with horror.

After the hot air balloon stabilized, Young Master Liu stood up and looked down, shaking his head helplessly: "The combustion value is still not enough, I can only fly so high, escape is enough."

"Brother, Master Lu, how are you? It feels good to see all the small mountains at a glance, doesn't it?"

"Third brother!"

"Lord Liu!"

"Are we really in heaven?"

"Not a dream?"

"I said I will take you to fly, and I will take you to fly. I can still lie to you. I will let you control the rope and fly to the racecourse in the west. You must pay close attention to the situation of the racecourse with binoculars. This thing won't last long. The fuel is still Big problem."

After a short period of absent-mindedness and First Young Master Liu's comfort, the two gradually calmed down, held up the binoculars and looked towards the racecourse, silently remembering what they saw in their hearts.

About half an hour later, Young Master Liu saw the gradually weakening flames: "Brother, the rope on the left is pulled down, it won't last long."

"it is good."

(End of this chapter)