Bureau of Anomalous Biological Countermeasures Chapter 190: The two armies

"It's rare that the bald thief Guangxiao still shows kindness." After listening to Zhao Zhenyuan's remarks, Bai Wuqiu pouted and continued: "Do you think this flower monk is looking at the mountain and the child's mother? Old man, you spent gold to redeem people, but after you came out, you were cheap, this thief is bald..."

"Eldest nephew, this is your fault." Xiao Ren San giggled, made a face at Xiao Zhao Zhenyuan, and continued, "It's not because we don't deal with that monk, we don't care what kind of shit. They all buckled on his bald head. We ginseng said in our conscience that Monk Guangxiao has nothing to do with women's **** except for being a little more conscientious and unscrupulous in doing things."

"Anyway, Guangxiao is also a disciple of that old guy Xu Fu. An orthodox alchemist will not have trouble with women." After glancing at Zhao Zhenyuan, who was unable to speak, Gui Bugui smiled and continued: "Whether it is Guangxiao or Guangren, even if he is dead, Guangyi is very fond of feathers. Even if they are old people, I don't think they are pleasing to the eye, and these people's personal virtues can't be picked."

While Gui Bugui was talking, Xiao Zhao Zhenyuan was lying on the top of the carriage, anxiously looking in the direction of Yangzhou City. Although he has already got on the carriage, he is still unsure about it. I don't know why I always have an ominous feeling in my heart, as if something bad is going to happen today.

Now that he is in the car, Zhao Zhenyuan can only continue to follow them patiently. What should I do if the steward of the Sishui ship does not recognize this old guy's letter when we arrive at Yangzhou City?

Just as Zhao Zhenyuan was thinking about it, a loud noise suddenly sounded outside the carriage. The children could see through the car window that their motorcade was passing through a camp where the officers and troops gathered, and Zheng Jun had the emperor's decree in his hand. After making a handover with the general of the military camp, the carriage passed through the heavily guarded camp, and continued to march towards the opposite side.

What they passed through was the camp of the imperial guards, but the officers and soldiers here didn't see the intention of fighting to the death. They gathered together in twos and threes, whispering something in a low voice. These officers and soldiers no longer shy away from outsiders, and their voices drifted into the carriage through the windows.

"I remember it all. When the fight starts, we will take off our horns. I have already told the other side that they will carry Yan's horns when they rush over. When we change our clothes, we will be called Yan's. The army is gone, how many people have been killed by their uncles and nephews of the old Zhu family..."

"Right, about their uncles and nephews, why do we soldiers go to die? I don't accept it... I won't fight if I really fight, I'll change into my own people's clothes and go home to farm. ..."

"Actually, it's a good fight, but I've figured it out, the rich man Zhou is still hiding at home. As long as the fight breaks out, our brothers will go to him to make a fortune. If there is more, he is still rich for 180 taels of silver. There is more than enough."

Listen to these soldiers, they are ready. As long as the two armies go to war, the deserters will desert, the surrender will surrender, and there will be a few who are ready to rob the big family. After Zheng Jun heard this, his face became ashen. If it wasn't for the fact that he still had a heavy responsibility on his shoulders, he would have already pulled out the Embroidered Spring Sword at this time, revealed his identity as a Jinyiwei, and arrested these soldiers and bandits.

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Never mind the nonsense of these soldiers. It seemed that as soon as the two armies went to war, the generals who led them would be the first to retreat.

After walking out of the battle formation, the convoy continued on for more than 30 miles. Seeing that it was getting late, a group of people suddenly appeared in front of it when it was about to get dark. The head of the person with full head of white hair looked only in his twenties or thirties, and it was Guan Wuming, a disciple of Monk Guangxiao.

"Is it the one who came to negotiate peace? May I ask where are the two great cultivators Wu Mian and Gui Bugui?" After seeing the motorcade of Wu Mian and Gui Bugui from a distance, Guan Wuming shouted loudly. At this time, the team behind him had already lit torches and lanterns, and there were dozens of people from a distance.

"The two immortals are resting in the car." After Zheng Jun replied, he continued to move forward with the convoy. At this time, before Guan Wuming led the team to the convoy, Zheng Jun took out the emperor's imperial decree and was about to ask Guan Wuming to check. Unexpectedly, the white-haired young man didn't even read the imperial decree. He rode a horse to the side of Wu Mian's carriage.

"Isn't this nameless? It's been a long time...why are you still with monk Guangxiao? Old man, I thought the two of you, master and apprentice, had broken up a long time ago. It turns out that you have nothing to do." Leaning out of the carriage, he smiled at Guan Wuming and continued, "What? This time your master asked you to take us there?"

"It's been a long time since I haven't seen Uncle Gui." Guan Wuming smiled at Gui Bugui in the carriage, and then continued: "Uncle, don't listen to the gossip outside, Wuming is still in front of the master. Filial piety, how could it be possible to leave Shizun?"

"In the end, he was a disciple of Guangxiao, who was as famous as Master Huoyuan at the time, and he was able to speak." Gui Bugui smiled and continued: "Last time I saw Wuming in the capital, you were still a bit angular. If it weren't for the white hair on your head, I would have thought that your master, Monk Guangxiao, had arrived."

"Your uncles and nephews have a chance to talk. Let's go to the Zhu family's uncles and nephews first." Wu Mian in the carriage was a little impatient. After rolling his eyes, he directly ordered the driver to continue driving. Guan Wuming was also familiar with Wu Mian's temper, so he just smiled and ordered Yan Jun to separate a road and let the convoy pass here first.

Not long after that, they encountered another camp full of soldiers. This is the main camp of the Yan Army. Under the leadership of Guan Wuming, Zheng Army led the convoy through the camp and headed for the location of Yangzhou City behind. Seeing the soldiers here is another scene.

The soldiers of the Yan Army are all fully clothed, they sharpen their knives and patrol the patrols. The soldiers around the carriage had a murderous look on their faces. This is not enough. Zheng Jun also saw a lot of Mongolian soldiers in the barracks. Most of them were prisoners of war when King Yan fought against Mongolia before. Looking at the fierce appearance of these Mongolian soldiers, Zheng Jun knew that the imperial army on the opposite side could not hold it.

It didn't take long for the convoy to pass through the Yan army camp. After traveling for more than ten kilometers, they saw Yangzhou City. At this time, hundreds of people had gathered at the gate of the city. Judging by the lanterns and torches in their hands, the leader of these people was Zhu Di, the King of Yan who had a relationship in the capital.

After seeing the carriage approaching, Zhu Di greeted him with a smile. The Prince of Yan walked over and personally took hold of the reins of the carriage, and then smiled and said to several people and demons in the carriage, "Several immortals have been working hard for a long time. Yao Guangxiao told this king about them in the morning. It will take two or three days to arrive. Unexpectedly, I saw a few immortals at night..."

"His Royal Highness King Yan is very polite, we are a few grass-roots people, why are we so embarrassed to let the highness pull down the horse's head?" Gui Bugui glanced at Zhu Di with a smile, and then got off the carriage. After a few words of greetings with King Yan, Bai Wuqiu and Xiao Ren San took Zhao Zhenyuan out of the carriage, only Wu Mian, as if nothing happened, holding the 'Mingren Zhi' in his hand, in the darkness of the night Looking at it page by page.

"Mr. Wu Mian is very elegant..." King Yan had heard of this white-haired man's eccentric temper, and he didn't say anything at the moment. After joking for a few words, he took the convoy towards Yangzhou City. The King of Yan, like the stars holding the moon, walked along the streets of Yangzhou City with Gui Bugui under the **** of his personal guards. His temporary palace is not far from the city gate, so walking over with Gui Bugui and the few monsters just shows how much he values ​​them. Seeing that he was about to reach the palace, he opened his mouth and asked, "I didn't see Monk Yao Guangxiao, and I don't know what errand His Highness sent that monk, but I couldn't even see anyone."