The system came a hundred years earlier, I kicked Beihai Kindergarten

Behind him followed a hundred cavalrymen, all elite!

At this time, those grassland people seemed to be playing tricks on the caravan, and there was no formation at all.

After the cavalry formed a formation, they charged in like a tiger entering a flock of sheep.

"There are enemies, there are enemies!"

"Central Plains Cavalry!"

"Enemy attack!"

The enemy troops were horrified and tried to organize a formation in panic. As a result, Lu Fengxian saw someone who was dressed a little differently and was waving his hands frantically, and he rode forward decisively.

When the man saw that it was only a child, he did not think about the seriousness of the matter for a moment, but when they started fighting, the cavalry captain's face changed.

He is only at the Leaping Ordinary Realm. How can he possibly fight against Lu Fengxian who is at the Divine Sea Realm?

The two of them exchanged only a few moves before Lu Fengxian killed him on his horse.

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The captain was dead, and the rest of the people were even more incompetent. In less than a moment, except for a few who managed to escape, the rest were killed on the spot.

Seeing that the problem was solved, Shen Lang couldn't help but ride his horse forward.

Seeing this, the merchant leader in the carriage quickly got out of the carriage and thanked Shen Lang: "Thank you, General..."

He looked at Shen Lang cautiously, feeling a little nervous.

You know, in times of war, these soldiers are as dangerous as the grassland people.

"Why didn't you let those two go forward? If they were leading the team, maybe we could still fight..." Shen Lang's gaze was on the two guards in the Leaping Ordinary Realm.

"This..." The businessman said awkwardly, "Who will protect me if they leave..."

Shen Lang was somewhat helpless. He placed the powerful ones in the rear and the weak ones in the front...

"Did you just escape from Muyun City?" Shen Lang asked.

"We've been out for several days..." The leader said helplessly, "We can't find the way..."

Shen Lang pointed to the left front: "If you walk for another half a day, you will reach Muyun City."

"Ah?" The caravan leader widened his eyes.

He never expected that they were almost reaching the enemy's lair.

Chapter 144: Orders from above are not carried out

"Let's go in that direction. That's Cannes." Shen Lang felt the wind and sand, determined his location, and pointed the way to the leader of the caravan.

"Thank you, sir, thank you, sir..." The leader of the caravan was relieved when he saw that Shen Lang had no intention of robbing.

"Uncle Shen, look here!"

At this moment, Lu Fengxian called out to Shen Lang.

Shen Lang rode over and saw some human heads hanging on the horses, both male and female, most of them were young people.

Seeing this scene, Shen Lang's face looked very ugly.

The expressions of these female heads are extremely desperate, and it is unknown what they went through before they died.

"Grassland people..." Shen Lang's gaze was in the direction of Muyun City.

If these people in the caravan were slower, they would probably end up like these heads.

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Muyun City.

Looking at the Muyun City, where everything has changed, Shen Lang has a myriad of thoughts.

Unexpectedly, half of the northern territory outside Xuanmo Pass was swept by sandstorms, and only Muyun City remained the same.

The wind and snow that Zhao Qingyang summoned at the beginning had disappeared. The snow melted into water and flowed into the moat, and the wind and sand in the city were also cleared away.

This place is like the eye of a storm, with wind and sand sweeping in outside, while Muyun City looks peaceful, without any sand at all.

I've gotten used to living in a sandy environment these days, and now that the sand is gone, I feel a little uncomfortable.

Caravans came and went, shuttling back and forth between Muyun City and the grassland.

The soldiers set up camp, the vendors hawked their wares, and the workers built houses, as if nothing had happened.

Only the flag flying over Muyun City told everyone that the owner of Muyun City had changed.

Shen Lang raised his eyebrows. This peaceful atmosphere made it difficult to connect them with the grassland people who attacked the caravan outside.

Shen Lang is now wearing the clothes of a grassland man, with Mo Yi and Wei Qianluo following him.

Soldiers and horses?

Are you kidding? Bringing troops to Muyun City, isn't that seeking death?

They were stationed outside, led by Lu Fengxian, to provide support and engage in guerrilla warfare with some grassland scout cavalry.

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It was obvious that Lu Fengxian was very sensible and knew how to complete his tasks without Shen Lang urging him.

"Zhao Huaibei..." Wei Qianluo raised his head and looked towards the top of the city wall, with a complicated look in his eyes.

Zhao Huaibei's face was still childish, his eyes were closed and his head was completely bloodless.

The wound on the neck was very smooth, and it was obvious that it was cut by a sharp knife.

The head was hanging on the city wall, above the word "cloud" in the name of Muyun City.

As for his torso, no one knew where it had gone.

"Don't show too much emotion." Shen Lang was also very uncomfortable.

A fifteen-year-old boy cannot rest in peace even if he dies.

Thinking back to the first time I met Zhao Huaibei, he was leaning on a recliner, eating grapes lazily, and all the realms of transcendence were not in his eyes.

In the restaurant, he fought four people of the same realm alone, full of vigor and vitality...

In the end, he died at this age.

Fifteen years old is not the right age to take on such a heavy responsibility.

"Yeah." Wei Qianluo nodded with a complicated expression.

"Come to think of it, are we just going into the city like this?" Mo Yi said.

"Don't worry, I have a guide."

As he spoke, Shen Lang brought the two of them to the entrance to the city to queue up.

Two Han people were standing at the entrance of the city gate, shouting loudly: "Muyun City welcomes all Central Plains people and grassland people!"

"All those who come into the city will be treated equally. As long as they pay for the cost of building a house, the house will be given to them for free!"

"Repair the city, 30 cents a day, meals included!"

"If people from the Central Plains are bullied by people from the grasslands, they can go to the county government to file a complaint! We will never tolerate it!"

"Muyun City welcomes all monks to join, but monks are not allowed to participate in battles!"

"All the monks who join will enjoy the same treatment as the Zhenbei Palace did in the past!"

I saw a huge sign next to the city gate, which detailed the new rules, and there were people helping to explain them.

Although most of the people entering the city were from the grasslands, there were indeed some people from the Central Plains.

Those wealthy businessmen looked down and out. They lined up in fear, with treasures loaded on their carts. None of the grassland people guarding the city were tempted, which was completely different from what Shen Lang had encountered before.

"It's rare that these merchants can make it here alive... What do you think is going on in this grassland?" Mo Yi said, "The merchant caravan is being attacked outside, while they are being appeased inside."

"It may be that the Wolf Lord gave the order to appease the people, but there was a problem in the execution." Shen Lang said: "In the face of wealth, how many people would not be tempted? Those soldiers were released, and they saw the caravan as a fat sheep."

"They killed and robbed people in such a windy and dusty day, and the higher-ups couldn't detect it."

"How much money can you make by killing people and robbing them? How much can you make by bringing people back?"

These grassland people don't treat the people of the Great Zhou as human beings. Some of them even kill people from the Central Plains not for money or sex, but for fun!

During the Yuan Dynasty of Shen Lang's own history, the Mongols did not really regard the Han people as human beings.

"Yeah, that's true..." Mo Yi nodded in agreement: "Before, I followed the army to chase the grassland people. After killing them, I touched their waists. The money I earned from that trip was much more than the reward silver."

Shen Lang looked at Mo Yi in disbelief: "You still had time to touch the money at that time? The soldiers carried silver, right? How much was that?"

"No matter how small a mosquito's legs are, they are still meat." Mo Yi said casually.

Shen Lang said that Mo Yi was also a ruthless person.

"What do you think these grassland people want to do by treating the Central Plains people like this? Look at the things those merchants are transporting. It would be better to rob them directly than to invite them into the city, right?" Mo Yi said.

When Shen Lang saw the sign in front of him, his expression became a little more serious.

In fact, he hoped that these grassland people would just plunder and run away, which meant that they came here to rob.

Or after occupying Muyun City, they would use high-pressure rule to force the Han people into slavery, or they could rob everywhere like those people who intercepted the caravans outside the city.

In this case, their rule will not last long and they will not be able to capture the city.

Like now, recruiting people normally and treating them normally, is this a sign of greater ambition?

Fortunately, the wolf lord's orders were not carried out, otherwise if he really gained fame, it would be hard to say.

"Where did you get it from?" The soldier guarding the city took the pass from Shen Lang.

"Qiyan tribe." Shen Lang said: "I am acquainted with General Borjigin Temur. After he learned that we don't like war, he recommended me to Muyun City and hoped that I would participate in the work of repairing the city wall."

"Sir, a few monks are coming!" the soldier shouted excitedly.

Soon, a man in a coat came over, put his hand on the other shoulder, and saluted Shen Lang: "Welcome, distinguished friend, do you want to join Muyun City?"

"Yes." Shen Lang now feels like... he needs to buy a ticket to go home.

This feeling is really unpleasant!

Although Shen Lang has no sense of belonging to this world, after all, the Muyun City Palace is his first home.

Chapter 145: A Little Big Zhou Shock

"Come in!" the man in the coat said enthusiastically, "Let's go to the county government office together. I will personally arrange work for you."

"Okay, thank you for your help." Shen Lang nodded.

"My name is Su He. I'm the, uh... county magistrate in the city? Well, I don't know what this county magistrate does. I used to convey orders for the Wolf Lord. I can read, so I got this official position."

"My name is Shen Bei, a traveling cultivator. These two are my good friends and members of my Shen family, Shen Yi and Shen Luo." Shen Lang gave them a surname.

Mo Yi placed her bare hands on Shen Lang's waist and pinched it hard.

Shen Lang's face turned purple and he almost cried out.

"You're betraying your teacher and ancestors, huh? Am I yours?" Mo Yi said in a voice transmission.

Shen Lang didn't know how to transmit sound, so he could only give an awkward but polite smile.

After entering the city, Shen Lang looked around.

Some wealthy businessmen have already been resettled and are recruiting people to build houses in front of their gates.

"These wealthy businessmen..." Shen Lang asked curiously, "Did they all come here voluntarily?"

"Some of them volunteered, and some were invited by us." The man in the coat smiled:

"Originally, these merchants wanted to enter the pass, but the guards of Xuanmo Pass wouldn't let them in. They ran around like headless flies, looking for someone to take them in."

"You are a cultivator, detached from the world, and you may not understand these things. I can only say that you Zhou people are really cruel to your own people! These merchants are homeless, and no one is willing to take them in..."

"Later, they were encountered by our patrol officers, who led them to Muyun City."

"If they attract too many people, they will ask their friends to come over."

"This is their home. I think they want to go home more than go to a strange place."