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The night was as cool as water.

The Nine Poisonous Granny got off the car and asked the old village head in person. She trusted the young lady's judgment very much.

Jiang He watched from the sidelines on horseback. The village head was equivalent to a role like the village head. He was a grassroots manager of the Daqian Dynasty and was usually held by a prestigious old man in the village.

"It seems that the guests are all outsiders. Our White Snake Village is close to the end of the mountain range. There are deep mountains a few miles behind the village. There are often wild beasts and monsters running out. Therefore, we usually worship the White Snake Fairy to protect us. The White Snake Fairy only likes to eat field mice. Fortunately, there are often rat disasters in the surrounding areas, so it is not difficult to worship it."

At this point, the old man smiled. This group of people riding horses and wearing armor must have an extraordinary background. If the other party didn't say it, he didn't want to ask. The village is located on a main road, and people coming and going from the south and the north often stay. Just send them away tomorrow morning.

"I wonder if I can stay for one night." The Nine Poisonous Granny asked.

"Of course." The old man's eyes twitched slightly, and he said this as if he would leave if he refused the other party.

Among the young and strong men beside him, a burly man was wearing a short coat and a sword on his waist. He looked very strong. It was late autumn and the weather was getting colder, but he seemed to be indifferent and full of energy.

"Thank you in advance." Grandma Jiudu took out a ginseng, which was slightly worse than the previous one.

"I'll take you in. Don't disturb the villagers, otherwise my sword won't recognize anyone." The strong man said in a muffled voice.

One white face, one red face. Grandma Jiudu had been in the rivers and lakes in her early years and was used to it.

The convoy entered the village, and the man led everyone directly to the open space in the center. There were already hundreds of people gathered around the bonfire, and carriages carrying goods were displayed, all of which were tea and silk from the south.

"I am Xu Yingwu, a merchant from Jiangnan, and I am honored to meet you."

The wealthy middle-aged man in silk clothes stood up and clasped his fists.

"Elder of the Daming Sect." The Nine Poison Granny returned the greeting and then asked, "Why don't you take the Hangming Canal? The Yizhou bandit Black Mountain Tiger specializes in robbing merchants passing through the territory."

Xu Yingwu smiled and said, "It's okay. I usually do good deeds and always have some good luck."

The Nine Poison Granny understood that the checkpoints set up by the Yan family on the canal were indeed expensive. Merchants have been taking risks for profits since ancient times, but Black Mountain Tiger is not easy to deal with. Even if he is not among the top ten in the world, he is a real top-grade warrior.

The convoy lit a bonfire, and the soldiers took turns to take off their armor and rest. The Nine Poison Granny secretly went around the village and whispered to the princess when she returned to the car. The villagers were all alive and there were no signs of murder. The words of the headman were somewhat credible.

Beside the bonfire, Jiang He took out the camel hump bag, which was full of well water. The iron armor had been damaged in the previous battle. He took off his helmet and took a few sips of water.

Across the campfire, the military officer and the deputy general Du Chang looked at each other, and both saw each other's surprise.

Deputy general Du Chang was thoughtful. When he left Beijing, he met up with the Lord. At that time, the Lord was wearing armor, so to be precise, this was the first time he saw the Lord's appearance. He was really too young, and his appearance was quite outstanding, elegant and handsome, not like a noble general who could cut people in half with one shot.

Jiang He put down the hump bag. There was no need to wear a helmet. He was the Lord of Suppression at the moment, and it was impossible for him to hide behind the helmet all the time. If he used a monocle, it would be difficult to carry out anything under the disguise of blond hair and blue eyes. If his identity was exposed, it would be nothing more than starting the border survival mode. In short, he could bear the worst consequences.

"Lord, after the fourth-rank commander is transferred to a military position during wartime, he is likely to become a guerrilla general. The military officer and I are estimated to be garrison. According to convention, the three of us should be jointly responsible for a defense pass."

Du Chang introduced the situation of the Anbei Governor's Office.

The four generals under the King of Anbei hold great power, and below them are the lieutenant generals and the guerrilla generals. The thousand-household officers of the local guards will be transferred to garrison officers in wartime, commanding about a thousand people, and the guerrilla generals have between one thousand and three thousand people. Considering that there are many bowmen in the northern barbarians, the troops are likely to be cavalry.

Jiang He nodded lightly. He had no way to exercise his command ability before. The initial resources of the identity of the rebellion pacifier were just right, not too much to cause serious out of control, nor too little to be of no use.

Several people gathered around the campfire to chat. On the other side, Xu Yingwu asked the waiter to build a simple wooden stage. Twelve water village women with good looks and slender waists came on stage and began to dance to the simple rhythm. As they stroked their arms and stepped, the young women had a soft and graceful demeanor and a light figure, which made the people in the audience stare at them.

"The skinny horses in Jiangnan are really wonderful."

The soldiers were intoxicated and kept shaking their heads to the music. These girls were specially trained to be sold to the rich and powerful. They were proficient in everything from music, chess, calligraphy and painting. Ordinary small merchants could not afford to support them. Xu Yingwu might have spent a lot of money this time.

"My Lord, the Yanzhi Tower in Daming Prefecture is famous all over the world. I am unfamiliar with the place. Please come to visit me when the time comes. Otherwise, I will go by myself and be ridiculed by those pale-faced scholars."

The deputy general Du Chang winked. In places like Yanzhi Tower, the girls were not very willing to receive rough soldiers. Not only would they be exhausted, but sometimes they would beat and scold them, and even cause death.

"We'll see when the time comes."

Jiang He did not agree or refuse directly.

Amid the singing and dancing, many villagers came out of the house and cast curious eyes. The strong man leaned against the corner with a knife in his arms, looking disdainful while watching carefully.

The old man was leading a little girl in white clothes out. Her collar was embroidered with gold edges like scales. She was thin, delicate, and had black hair like a waterfall, but what was more eye-catching was her pair of golden eyes with vertical pupils.

"This is my granddaughter, Zhuang Ya."

The military officer didn't hear it, but Du Chang was mature and prudent. He guessed that this might be the so-called white snake fairy. Monsters are not rare in the world. There are even more monsters lurking in the Ten Thousand Mountains in the south. Generally speaking, they are divided into two types according to whether they are close to people. The Jiuzhou Command is also called the Embroidered Clothes Guard in non-wartime, specializing in hunting evil monsters and ghosts.

Jiang He was stunned for a moment when he saw the little girl. The other party had obvious snake characteristics. He was not unfamiliar with this. In the storm at that time, the figure of the half-dragon rising in the sea left a deep impression on him.

Sensing someone's gaze, Zhuang Ya's expressionless face showed a trace of fear.

Jiang He no longer paid attention to this little guy. When Ban Jiao died, the strong hatred left behind made him rejected by snake creatures, but strangely, Changhen Spear only recognized him as its master.

On the simple wooden stage, singing and dancing continued. Xu Yingwu found Grandma Jiudu and hinted that he could send a few people, hoping to get a chance to introduce them. The guards of the caravan rode war horses and wore iron armor, and they could not escape his shrewd eyes.

Jiang He opened the friend list, and there was no news reminder of Wuhe for the time being. Since the arrival of animal companions was safe and random, he was not worried at the moment. According to the simple discussion before departure, Wuhe needed to gather the flock of birds as soon as possible after landing, restore a certain intelligence ability, and then find the location of Laohei, and contact would be made when encountering special circumstances.

At night, the young women were sweating profusely. Xu Yingwu sighed and stopped the performance. Grandma Jiudu was not interested in his deal.

The guards of the caravan slept on the ground. Jiang He rested his head on his arms and closed his eyes to rest. During this time, he took out the cinnabar mirror to let himself fall into a light sleep state.

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Nothing happened overnight.

The cock crowed loudly, and the morning light rose.

The convoy was ready to go, and Jiang He took up his gun and mounted his horse.

The scouts sent out to contact the county city had returned. The princess's reputation in Yizhou was unimaginable, especially when the prince died and she became the only daughter.

The convoy left the White Snake Village and headed northwest, returning to the established route, ready to join the county soldiers led by the county governor himself.

Jiang He sat high on the horseback. Basically, a top-grade warrior could dominate a county. There were five or six first-class sects in Yizhou. The people valued martial arts, but the court always maintained a tendency to emphasize culture and suppress martial arts. The situation where warriors were inferior to grass was not reached, mainly because there were four great governors to support the situation. However, even if the number of great governors doubled, it would not affect the overall situation.

Only the grandmaster could influence the overall situation personally.

A monk of the Northern Barbarian Tantric Buddhism, the Lord of the Northern Barbarian Snow Mountain.

The leader of the White Lotus Demon Cult, the Lord of the East Sea Linjie City.

The eunuch who holds the imperial seal, the head of the Five Dou Dao of the national religion.

And the inhuman monster entrenched in the Ten Thousand Mountains.

According to legend, the Lord of the East Sea Linjie City, who is the highest level, once split the restaurant in two with a sword. He has practiced sword for seventy years. He never leaves the city, nor accepts disciples. He sits on the top of the city day after day. Anyone who dares to go up will be killed with a sword. The other five grandmasters have publicly admitted that this city lord has completely surpassed them and do not want to hear some groundless words.

Over the years, there are many warriors and qigong practitioners who hope to be appreciated by the Lord of the East Sea Linjie City, and there are also those who hope to become famous in one battle. In the end, without exception, they all died on the top of the city, regardless of gender, age or young.

As the convoy moved forward, Jiang He suddenly came back to his senses.

There were traces of horse hooves on the ground, and they were densely packed. There were hundreds of people. Judging from the depth, most of them were wearing armor, and the armor rate was similar to that of the cavalry that attacked the convoy before.

Jiang He turned his head and looked at Du Chang.

"Don't tell me that Damingfu has been lost."

"My Lord, what are you talking about? Damingfu is as solid as a rock." Du Chang said confidently.

"You go and join the county soldiers."

Jiang He turned his horse's head and accelerated. The composition of the cavalry before was complicated. If this one was the same, it couldn't be explained by coincidence. If someone in Yizhou colluded with the Northern Barbarians, it would definitely be one of the reasons for the Northern Barbarians to break through the capital in the future.

Compared with the main task, the safety of a county lord is insignificant.