Tome of Troubled Times Chapter 257: Behind enemy lines

Chapter 257 Behind Enemy Lines

In the restaurant, Cui Yuanyong invited Zhao Changhe to dinner. I originally wanted to talk about something serious, but after being reported by the book of troubled times, the topic naturally changed to this.

"I didn't expect that Tangtang Dibang actually died here. If it weren't for the notice in the Troubled Times Book, I'm afraid no one would have known about it, and such a strong person died silently." Cui Yuanyong sighed a little: "He's coming What are you doing in Zhongyuan? No one knows if you don’t tell me.”

Zhao Changhe said: "He came to the Central Plains to cause trouble. He wanted to provoke the Wang family to directly rebel. This would not only make the Central Plains more chaotic, but also draw away Yanmen's troops. For the Hu people, it should be considered a wartime incident. The important thing behind enemy lines was destroyed, but something unexpected happened..."

"What accident?"

"The Wang family still knows what is right and what is right. Wang Daozhong personally shot and wounded He Lei. He went back knowing that he couldn't do anything."

Cui Yuanyong stared at him expressionlessly, while Zhao Changhe drank as if nothing had happened.

Cui Yuanyong was not without information. He thought about it silently and marveled secretly.

In this way, it was actually Zhao Changhe who eliminated the storm invisible. The method of blaming the king was a stroke of genius. It seemed like a casual remark, but it had a profound impact. Not only was the Hu people's plan aborted, but the possible connection between the Wang family and the Hu people was also blocked.

By the way, in fact, the connection between the Wang family and the Maitreya Cult was also destroyed by Zhao Changhe, who killed the Maitreya Cult envoy in front of the Wang family’s gate...

Later in Jianhu City, it seems that He Lei’s exposure was also because of Zhao Changhe?

It seems reasonable to say that the Hu people's troubles were completely ruined at the hands of Zhao Changhe, and that No. 7 on the ground list died of him.

It's a little weird... On the surface, what he did doesn't seem to be a big deal, but the impact is surprisingly large. According to the sect, this is often determined by fate, and not ordinary people can afford it.

No wonder my father pays more and more attention to it now. He has to personally inquire about every detail of the information about Zhao Changhe. Others still think that he is looking for his son-in-law. This is probably more than... Did Xia Longyuan's life depend on it so much back then? A storm like the sky?

But I heard Zhao Changhe sighing to himself: "What I sigh about is that he is seventh on the list, and his death has no sense of heroism. He is no different from ordinary shrimps."

"...There is still a difference. If anyone dies, the Book of Troubled Times will not report it. Besides, how do you know whether the scene was heroic or not? Maybe Suzaku also spent a lot of effort, and in the end he still dealt with the stubborn The opponent sighed with sympathy?"

Zhao Changhe complained: "Have you read too many story books?"

Cui Yuanyong frowned and said: "Why, I think I would be able to do it!"

Zhao Changhe sneered: "You are you, Suzaku will take one look at his body and I will lose, that old woman..."

Cui Yuanyong also complained: "I know you understand old women very well."

Zhao Changhe: "...fuck you."

Actually, Zhao Changhe just saw that Xia Longyuan's sequelae had not yet recovered, and felt that all the people on the list were like ants. Cui Yuanyong certainly could not understand this feeling.

However, seeing Zhao Changhe's sigh, Cui Yuanyong was inevitably a little bit affected. He sighed: "You are right, the seventh person on the earth rankings died so easily, what about us? I always feel that after practicing for so long, we are still not as good as Fu. Like Ping, I still have to practice.”

Zhao Changhe said: "Stop it, brother, I know you are already at the ninth level of Xuan Guan. Being of your generation, I am also under a lot of pressure."

"You are so stressed out. We are the same generation as you and we are stressed out, okay? How do you know I am a ninth grader?"

"Just a bluff. I think you won't fall behind. You and Yue Hongling are on par with each other, how can you bear her being on the list, and you are still a hidden dragon? It should be more than a year since you entered the eighth level. Jiucheng is not unusual. Tell me, when do you plan to join the list?"

"Don't we still have to find opportunities to prove ourselves...According to the judgment of the Book of Troubled Times, Xue Canghai made up the list instead of me. This obviously thinks that I can't beat Xue Canghai. If I don't accept it, don't let me see him."

Zhao Changhe couldn't laugh or cry, feeling that Master Xue was really unlucky.

The most embarrassing thing in Lao Xue's life was that he was singled out by Yue Hongling and was talked about by the world to this day. For the shame of blood, he probably didn't care about anything and kept cultivating desperately. He planned to give Yue Hongling an information gap next time they met. Therefore, the Blood God Sect has ceased operations in the past few months, which is probably related to this.

As a result, after the report from the Book of Troubled Times, I suspected that he was going to vomit blood because he didn't hide his strength, and the effect was half lost. Forget it, it still aroused the dissatisfaction and fighting spirit of Cui Yuanyong and other people who wanted to be listed, and they were as dazzling as fireflies in the dark night.

I guess Lao Xue is jumping around and scolding him in the Blood God Cult right now. What idiot wrote a bad book, can he write a book?

Cui Yuanyong said again: "When we talk about taking exams, don't you do it better than anyone else? I haven't been practicing martial arts for a year, look at how many people have been left behind by you... How can you calculate that you can feel at ease?" How much rest time is there? ”

Zhao Changhe thought for a while and secretly said that it really couldn't be calculated. It felt like it might only be about ten days, when he and Tang Wanzhuang were in Suzhou.

Even at that time, I was still sorting out swordsmanship and learning piano... If there were such a volume in this world, I would probably go to the northern Qing Dynasty.

He took a sip of wine and smiled somewhat self-deprecatingly: "Yeah, I'm just a cabbage, and it's me who is both cabbage and cabbage."

Cui Yuanyong laughed so much that he spit out a sip of wine: "What you say is really interesting sometimes... If you are a dish, others are a loser. Come on, where does this description of Juan come from? I have never heard it before, but it feels inexplicably appropriate. ."

"Zhao Cuo dialect." Zhao Changhe suddenly asked: "Hey, it stands to reason that Your Majesty will also speak Zhao Cuo dialect. Haven't you heard of it?"

"No, Your Majesty can't say so many weird things like you. I'm not from Zhaocuo, so how can I speak Zhaocuo dialect?"

Zhao Changhe secretly said to Xia Longyuan that he didn’t know how he did this. He conquered the world and no other time traveler wanted to promote industrial transformation and the like. He lived completely like a native. Maybe he was only happy in front of him. The floor drained some modern words...

Many times, in order not to sound too weird, I consciously control myself. Now that I have traveled through time for almost a year, I have leaked out fewer and fewer modern words. But how should I put it? I feel that many words are most appropriate after I am used to them. It's not easy to find a replacement for a while, such as this volume. It's really difficult to be like Xia Longyuan.

This shows that Xia Longyuan may not have been very old when he traveled through time. He was probably a middle-aged boy with much higher environmental adaptability and plasticity than himself. This also explains why his meridians are not as useless as his own. If we were to meet him at the same time, he would be a younger brother. Now that he is a father-in-law, he can only talk about the two concepts of "time and space", which are too mysterious.

Yes, Xia Longyuan is still in my mind, and this time it has a great impact on the soul. Zhao Changhe shook his head and deliberately got back to business: "You said you entrusted me with something, what was it?"

"Our knight camp is basically composed of people from the Jianghu who come to help on their own initiative. Each has its own division of labor. Some join the army directly, while others organize elite squads to raid enemy lines. This is very suitable for people from the Jianghu. Of course, as I just said There are also those who work alone, and I don’t know how many died.”

Zhao Changhe nodded: "Well, I think I am also suitable to be a special soldier to harass the enemy's rear. How about you give me a map indicating the forces and distribution of troops, and I will go and have a look."

"There is an environment map, but don't think about maps such as forces and troops. They have changed too much." Cui Yuanyong said: "Don't interrupt. What we are talking about now is that a team disappeared a few days ago. We don’t know whether he is alive or dead. We are organizing manpower to scout in that direction. If we are lucky enough to survive, it will be a blessing to be able to rescue the person. ”

"You plan to let me participate in the search and rescue operation?"

"I think this suits you very well. You are fast, alert, and have a good brain. You are different from those swarming Jianghu people." Cui Yuanyong said, taking out a sheepskin diagram and pointing. A location: "This is the topographic map of that area. There is a water source here. Originally, a tribe was stationed there. The information obtained was that there were not many people. I don't know why they fell so hard that not even one person escaped... ...Maybe it’s not a trap, but someone with a clear mind needs to go take a look.”

Zhao Changhe took the map and looked at it for a while, then put it in his arms happily: "Okay, I came here to find some specific work, so I knew that the knight camp was the right one."

Cui Yuanyong said seriously: "Don't die outside, like He Lei."

Zhao Changhe said: "If you say that, I'm worried about one thing..."

"Huh?"

"Where is Yue Hongling?"

Cui Yuanyong's expression changed slightly: "No way..."

"He Lei is so strong that he can die in Middle-earth. What else can't be done? There are many strong people in the grassland."

Cui Yuanyong looked ugly: "If you say so, it has indeed been a long, long time since I last saw Yue Hongling..."

"Fuck!" Zhao Changhe was still in the mood to eat. He stood up suddenly and strode downstairs: "Boss, prepare some dry food for me... Yes, more, I need ten days' worth!"

Cui Yuanyong chased after him helplessly: "What are you in a hurry for? Can you find someone with a hundred days of dry food?"

"..."

"There is a yellow sand collection marked on the map. It is where the various tribes of the grassland trade. If you have the opportunity, you can go there to find out the news and supply supplies. It is better than looking around like a headless fly. ...Just remember to be careful, the mix of fish and dragons there is far worse than in Sword Lake City."

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