Dragon map of the Three Kingdoms

Chapter 85 Escorting Food and Grass
Zhongping five years, late June.

Zhongyang Mountain.

Zhongyang Mountain is an ordinary mountain range. It is located in the northeast of Wuyin, close to the border of Runan. It is the only way for Wuyin to go to the official road in the north. Wufang County, which is the closest to Runan, is less than a hundred miles away. .

"Boom boom boom!!!"

On this day, the clouds were thick and the thunder was booming.

"It's going to rain!" On the official road, Mu Jing reined in his horse vigorously, he looked up at the sky, and frowned tightly.

He explained the affairs of the firm to the two executive shopkeepers, and then persuaded Zhang Gu. Although Zhang Gu was a bit pedantic, he agreed to let him be responsible for escorting the grain and grass to the north under his three-inch tongue.

Mu Jing originally thought that it was just an escort of food and grass, which should be an easier job, but after all, he was too naive with no experience in leading troops.

They have been walking for a day and have not yet walked out of Wuyin. The speed of the march made him a little ashamed, but it made him truly feel that the marching in this backward era is well-regulated, relying on two legs. Good to go.

"Young master, there is a small town five miles ahead!"

Lei Hu personally acted as a scout of the food transport team to go to the front and came back to report.

"Have you investigated the situation in the small town?"

"It has been found out that this is just an ordinary town. Under Zhongyang Mountain, there are about a hundred families. There are few thieves in the surrounding area. It should be safe!"

"Lead your troops to be alert!"

Mu Jing looked back, the cartloads of grain and grass were the lifeblood of his father's army, he had to be cautious: "Find a place, then check the food and water sources, and after removing all hidden dangers, I will lead my troops in immediately!"

"promise!"

Lei Hu led more than [-] young soldiers from Wu Beitang to go up to guard.

Half an hour later, in the midst of a non-stop ticking rain, Mu Jing personally led the food delivery team into Zhongyang Town to shelter from the rain. At this moment, his whole body was already soaked.

There is no post station in Zhongyang Town, and the only thing that can provide them with a foothold here is a mountain temple, which is a bit dilapidated, but it can barely allow all of them to go in to shelter from the rain.

"Check the food immediately!"

"Yes!" A civilian leader took the order.

"In addition, everyone built a bonfire and boiled water to drive out the cold. If you get sick in the rain, it will be troublesome!"

"No!" Another person also took the order and left.

"Check the water source!"

"Yes!"

"And look at those wheels!"

"Yes!"

"It's getting dark. It looks like we're going to spend the night here tonight, so we have to be vigilant at night and rest in shifts. We are escorting food for countless soldiers, so we must not relax at all."

"promise!"

"..."

A series of orders were issued from Mu Jing's mouth, whether it was more than fifty county soldiers or hundreds of civilian husbands, they all obeyed the orders.

"Little old man Huo Min is the third elder of Zhongyang. Meet the general!"

An old man from a big local family came to visit tremblingly.

Although Mu Jing is small, but he is wearing a battle armor and has an extraordinary aura. He is naturally a general.

"You don't need to be too polite, I'm just here to take shelter from the rain and won't disturb the people, please rest assured!" Mu Jing looked at the panic on the old man's face, and quickly said comfortingly.

In this world, the imperial court can no longer control the world, the chaos is in a mess, the so-called soldiers and thieves are almost the same, so when Mu Jing leads the troops to settle in, the Yin official flag flying above will inevitably cause panic.

"So good, so good!"

Hearing the words, the old man breathed a sigh of relief, but he was still a little worried. He watched Mu Jing's expression, and then said cautiously: "I don't know what else the general needs, so I'll arrange it right now, little old man!"

Zhongyang Town is not big, but there are about a hundred households, which are under the management of Wuyin County. The local people are all descendants of the Huo family. It is rumored that the ancestors of the Huo family were from the Western Han Dynasty, and were once awarded the title of Marquis of Zhongyang by the court. After settling here, it was called Zhongyang Town.

Huo Min is over [-] years old, Runan is in chaos, Nanyang is in chaos, he has experienced a series of Yellow Turban riots, and he has already become cautious. He is afraid that these people will set off thieves to plunder and turn the entire Zhongyang Town into ruins.

"You don't need to be like this, we are not thieves, and we will not disturb the peace of the people!"

Mu Jing let out a long sigh, from a small person, one can see the current world. When people are confused, troubled times will come naturally. Even ordinary people don’t feel safe, and those wealthy families will naturally go crazy It is inevitable for the princes to garrison troops and separate regimes.

After sending away the local trembling Mr. Huo, Mu Jing took off a set of battle armor. This set of battle armor was given by the Xu family. It was stitched together with leather and iron armor. It was light but tough and very practical. After taking off the battle armor, He took off his wet robe and put on another one.

"Your martial arts are not good enough. In such a weather, it will be bad if you are exposed to the wind and cold. Eat this!"

A personal guard handed over a small bottle and said calmly.

"Such a thing?" Mu Jing squinted at the bodyguard who was more than ten streets handsomer than himself, he swallowed a mouthful of saliva, moistened his dry throat, and asked in a low voice.

This personal guard is Zhang Ning, the Holy Maiden of Peace.

Zhang Ning in men's clothing took off the veil, revealing that beautiful face. Every time he sees this stunning and pretty face, he always has an inexplicable impulse.

If he had seen countless beauties in his previous life, he had also eaten a lot of goddesses in the entertainment industry, living among thousands of flowers, not a single leaf would touch his body, this had always been his principle.

"Anti-cold pill!"

Zhang Ning said coldly: "It will protect you from the wind and cold!"

Taiping Dao started with medical skills. At the beginning, Zhang Jiao used talisman water to cure all kinds of diseases, thus arousing faith. This pyramid scheme is thousands of times more powerful than later generations, but it is undeniable that it has real skills.

Although the talisman water of Taiping Dao is somewhat deified, if it has no healing effect, no one will believe it. Both Zhang Jiao and Zhang Ning are masters of medicine.

"Thank you!" Mu Jing took the cold protection pill in one gulp, and a warm breath flowed down his throat.

"Actually, you don't need to come with me!"

Mu Jing looked at Zhang Ning, and said calmly: "Isn't it good to be an instructor in the Wubei Hall quietly? You left Julu wholeheartedly and came south, didn't you just want to stay away from Taiping Road and the Yellow Turban Army? "

The Holy Maiden of Peace is the existence of the prince in the Yellow Turban Army. This card Mushan does not move, nor does Mujing. After all, the Holy Maiden of Peace is just a little girl who lost her father and struggled in the chaos .

"Whether I want to or I don't want to, I am the Holy Maiden of Peace, the only bloodline of the great virtuous teacher, and the young master of the yellow scarf in the world!"

Zhang Ning's dusty voice rang in Mujing's ear: "Can I avoid it?"

"You often say that the world can only be prosperous when there is peace, and only when war ends with war can there be peace in the world. I also want to see peace in the world. I can't hide from it. Can't I go in? I trust the commander-in-chief. He or I can inherit my father's will!" Zhang Ning will not admit that she was brainwashed by Mujing when she was an ideological instructor in Wubeitang. Her mouth passed on, and she was gradually infected.

She used to want to escape.

Now she wants to face it.

She is the Holy Maiden of Peace, she went to Runan to your battlefield, her identity will be a trump card, whether you are talking about surrendering or instigating rebellion, she is a unparalleled weapon.

"How old are you?" Mu Jing asked suddenly.

"The prodigal son!"

Hearing this, Zhang Ning's pretty face turned red and she gave him a blank look.

Mu Jing suddenly came to his senses. Now is the end of the Eastern Han Dynasty, not the 21st century. Girls can get married when they are teenagers, and the age of a girl must be kept secret.

He said to himself: "I guess you are not yet 15 years old. A 15-year-old girl has carried on the inheritance of Taiping Dao and became the young master of the Yellow Turban. Your father and he have committed crimes!"

"You are not allowed to say that!" Zhang Ning was a little annoyed.

After thinking for a while, she said again: "My father is the god of Taiping Dao and a great teacher of the Yellow Turban Army. As a Taiping Taoist, shouldn't you respect him the most?"

"If I said, in my heart, your father is just an ambitious power holder, would you be angry?" Mu Jing asked playfully.

The so-called great virtuous teacher, in the final analysis, is still a rebellion.

No matter how many coats he puts on, he can't conceal his ambition to be emperor.

That's right.

It was his fault that he failed.

"You are not a Taiping Taoist!" Zhang Ning said bluntly.

"My father is!"

A playful smile was drawn on the corner of Mujing's mouth, and he said calmly.

into the night!

Under the night, the rain is getting bigger and bigger...

(End of this chapter)