The convoy entered Bao'an County. When they left this county, they left the border of Zhao State and were really going to a foreign country. Looking at the rolling green mountains in the distance, Wu Gen couldn't help but feel emotional. Growing up, growing up here, becoming here, and finally leaving here.
On the roadside, the Xiang army appeared. They came to escort the mission.
Wu Gen opened the curtains and looked at these unfamiliar faces silently. Over the past few years, the army has changed a lot of people. Some of the soldiers look very immature. They have obviously joined the army not long ago, and they look like they have just joined the camp.
Suddenly, a familiar face appeared on the side of the road. Zhang Yuan was riding a horse and looking at the convoy boredly. Wu Gen stuck his head out of the car window, "Old Zhang, it's me, Wu Gen."
Zhang Yuan suddenly raised his head, with a look of surprise on his face. Just as he was about to urge his horse forward, the escort of the mission had already stopped him. Wu Gen jumped out of the car and walked up to Zhang Yuan under the surprised gaze of the guard.
Zhang Yuan turned over and dismounted, looked up and down, and asked in surprise: "Why are you here? Could it be that you have also joined the mission?"
Wu Gen nodded, "I'm leaving to go to another continent. I wonder how a bunch of old brothers are doing now."
"Hey, what else can we do? It's the same as before. You, on the other hand, are becoming more and more promising. You should promote your brothers sometime."
Once upon a time, Wu Gen and Zhang Yuan were also in the procession by the roadside, escorting Zhao Ling's motorcade into Xingluo Plain. Times have changed, but now things have changed, and Wu Gen has become the one being guarded, which inevitably makes Zhang Yuan feel sad.
"I don't know how many years it will take for me to go here. Please help me take good care of Lao Mo. I am in such a hurry that I can't get together with a bunch of old brothers. Take care, Lao Zhang, and don't work so hard." Wu Gen was not joking. Although he was still interested in seeing his old friend, he felt a surge of sadness in his heart.
"You've changed a lot. You've grown taller and your temperament has become more stable. It's hard to be a good person, and it's always hard to hang out outside. Come back often when you have time. After all, there are still a bunch of brothers here." Zhang Yuan Aware of Wu Gen's emotions, he couldn't help but sigh in his heart, if he wanted to bear his weight, he would have to suffer. As a commoner, it is so difficult to score every point.
The two chatted for a long time, but the motorcade did not stop and had already walked some distance. Wu Gen turned his head and looked around, his face a little bitter, "Old Zhang, thank you for taking care of me all the way. I'm leaving."
"What are you talking about? Take care and try to live." Zhang Yuan was also a little sad. The road ahead is long and things are unpredictable. This farewell cannot be said to be forever.
Wu Gen quickly walked to his carriage, and before getting in, he saw Zhang Yuan still watching from a distance. He waved his hand, showed a bright smile that he hadn't seen for many days, and jumped into the car.
The car left the border of Zhao State and entered the scope of Huangzhang County of Daxia State. However, the convoy did not enter the city but stopped in the wild.
The envoy from Daxia Kingdom has been waiting here for a long time, accompanied by fifty warriors. Gan Xing still had to lead these soldiers and escort the delegation through the garrison's territory before returning.
But the most eye-catching thing is the twenty heavy cavalry wearing white armor, white masks on their faces, and riding white horses. These are the guardian cavalry of the divine religion, and they are accompanying the mission to visit various countries this time. However, these twenty people did not enter Zhao State, but stayed in Daxia.
The official envoy of Daxia Kingdom was Murong Zhao, who had quickly become familiar with Zhao Ling in the past two days. Although the relationship between the two countries is not harmonious, thousands of miles away from home, I don't know what kind of fate awaits me. The same situation made the two of them feel like they were in the same boat.
The convoy will rest here for a day and replenish supplies. Then it will move directly into the garrison's territory. This is the shortest way back to Tianyuan Continent. Even though the road is difficult and dangerous, and you may encounter danger at any time, there is nothing you can do about it.
Ji Junlin has never come to see Wu Gen again since he visited him once. At this time, since he has completed his mission, the inherent arrogance of the divine religion has slowly emerged. For Zhao Ling and Murong Zhao, they also have the feeling of being in a superior position.
During the rest of the motorcade, Wu Gen suddenly saw Xiang Qi's figure. Wu Gen didn't see him when he set off from Fuli. He didn't know what the delay was, but he only showed up here. It seems that he still followed Zhao Ling.
Wu Gen sighed softly and waved to Xiang Qi, but the other party was in a daze. He smiled hard and stood beside Zhao Ling's car.
On the second day, the convoy continued to set off and plunged into the vast wilderness. This line passed through a corner of Xingluoyuan and went straight to the boundary where the garrison had lived for many years.
There are also garrison troops on the opposite side of Daxia Kingdom, but Wu Gen has never been there. In the place where the garrison territory is close to the alien race, there is a final line of defense called the Sunset Great Wall, which is the last front line for the garrison to defend the human race. Along this Great Wall, many fortresses were built along the way, and many soldiers lived around the fortresses.
On the vast wilderness, a team of people meandered forward. The team of more than a hundred people landed on the empty plain. From the sky, it looked like an insignificant black spot.
Wu Gen sat in the car and looked at the scene outside the car. Although the wilderness is desolate, there is no black energy present, indicating that this place is still relatively suitable for human race to survive. Compared with the Xingluoyuan in front of Zhao State, it is already much richer.
"We seem to be under guard." Yang Zheng looked at the figure outside the car and said calmly. Since leaving Daxia, six divine cavalrymen have appeared beside Wu Gen's carriage, accompanying him not far or near. Through the mask, the cavalryman watched the movement of the carriage vigilantly.
Wu Gen didn't take it seriously and continued to observe the scenery around him, "Wouldn't it be good for someone to be a guard every day? At least some young people will not dare to attack at will."
A few days ago, I tried to walk farther, but soon the cavalry of the Cult followed. After blocking the way from all directions, Wu Gen untied his belt and peed, and then Fang returned with an impatient look on his face.
But Yang Zheng is not like that. No matter how far he goes, no one follows him all the way.
"Wu Gen, do you really want to go to the Divine Cult? You have a heart of light. I'm afraid you will be tightly guarded when you arrive at the Holy Mountain. You will be treated like a god. It will be difficult to return to Zhao Kingdom." Yang Zheng He retracted his head and looked much more serious.
"Oh." Wu Gen looked at the other party with a half-smile but not a smile, "It sounds like you have a deep prejudice against the divine religion. Tell me, who are you?"
After lowering the curtains on the car window, Yang Zheng gradually straightened up. He swept away his previous wretched temperament and his eyes became more fierce. "I am the crown prince of Xia Zhi Kingdom of Yuanzhou in Tianyuan. I have been a member of the divine cult for twelve years."
"Why did you rebel against the religion later?" Hao Gen leaned on the car, curled up one leg, and rubbed the handle of the broken knife.
"How do you know that I betrayed the Divine Religion?" Yang Zheng was slightly surprised, but then he suddenly realized, "Maybe my words were quite disrespectful to the Divine Religion. In fact, it is very simple. You also know that in Tianyuan Continent, the thrones of various countries The ruler of the country cannot make the decision, but must be approved by the divine religion.
My father wanted to pass the throne to me, but the priest of the Chinese religious church accepted my uncle's bribe and did not agree with my father's idea. Instead, he wanted my uncle to succeed him. The father was dissatisfied and quarreled with the priest. Later, my uncle conspired to rebel, and with the support of the priest, he actually killed my father.
I was practicing in the Holy Mountain at that time. I said it was practice, but it was actually a proton-like existence. After hearing the bad news, he secretly ran out of the Holy Mountain and returned to the country. But it was too late, the old officials in the court had been killed and demoted, and the new emperor's eyes and ears were everywhere. How could I, a prince who had been away from home for many years, turn the world upside down? So I had no choice but to hide and hide, and then I took advantage of the opportunity and killed the priest.
Because I killed someone from the Divine Religion, I had no choice but to escape from Xia Zhi and wander all the way. Later, I moved to Dayi Continent, where I met you. "
Wu Gen sat up and looked up and down at the fat man opposite him. He couldn't imagine that this fat black man was actually the prince of a country. After looking at it for a long time, he suddenly laughed and said, "Then you still dare to follow me to Tianyuan Continent, and you are not afraid that the Divine Cult will chop you up."
"After many years, the limelight should be in the past. A priest will not be stared at by the divine religion for too long. Besides, I also want to see how you can disrupt the divine religion. How could you miss such an opportunity?" Yang Zheng looked at Wu with a smile. Gen, like looking at a pile of delicious food.
Wu Gen shook his head and sneered, "Who said I was going to rebel against the God's Cult? This time I went there to worship the Cult wholeheartedly. I stayed there for a few years and became a leader before I returned to the Kingdom of Zhao. Don't forget, I'm here Zhao Guo has purchased a huge industry."
Yang Zheng also laughed loudly, "Wu Gen, don't think about it, are you the kind of person who can stick to your old ways? The reason why I followed you all the way is because I took a fancy to your ability to cause harm. This time The Divine Cult really miscalculated in taking you into their pocket. They don't know what kind of being they have recruited. Wu Gen, I'm optimistic about you."
Listening to Yang Zheng's teasing, Wu Gen did not refute. To be honest, he didn't know what to say. When we arrived at the Holy Mountain, I didn't know which sutra was wrong, and I was about to provoke a bunch of people.
In the following days, Wu Gen walked around more outside the car. From time to time, I would walk up to these divine cavalry, touch their armor, play with their horses, and when I was in a good mood, I would even chat with these cavalry. At night, I would sometimes stay vigil with these people, without any sense of being a nobleman.
Wu Gen discovered that most of these cavalrymen were in groups of three, and each of them carried many weapons. In addition to a nearly five-foot long sword each, they also wore long spears, arrows, and hangings on their waists and horses. There are all kinds of strange objects, and the forging process is very different from Zhao's armor. It can be said to be a walking humanoid weapons arsenal.
Although these divine cavalry have a cold temperament, as time goes by, their wariness towards him gradually weakens. Sometimes Wu Gen would go further away and no one would look after him.
When he had nothing to do, Wu Gen would stroll to Ji Junlin's car and inquire about the situation of the cult. Although the other party usually dismissed him with just one or two sentences, Wu Gen seemed not to notice the coldness of the other party and still enjoyed it.
I also went to look for Zhao Ling, but this woman was much quieter this time. She stayed in her car all day, and would only get out of the car when Ji Junlin and others called her.
As for Xiang Qi, he seemed to be in a state of despair along the way. When he saw Wu Gen, he didn't say a word and just walked beside Zhao Ling's car numbly.
There are gradually signs of human habitation ahead, which should be the residence of the garrison. When they arrived here, the group of people became nervous. Both the soldiers of Daxia and the cavalry of the Divine Religion all looked wary.
The Guardsmen are originally from a lineage that has strayed from the orthodox human race. They have been isolated in the wilderness for many years and are naturally quite hostile to outsiders. In this kind of world, the names of the royal family and the divine religion are empty.
The leading cavalry leader looked at the marks on the ground, rode up to Ji Junlin's car, and whispered a few words. Ji Junlin seemed a little dissatisfied. In the end, he followed the leader's suggestion and the convoy turned in another direction to avoid the garrison's stronghold.
But after walking less than ten miles, Wu Gen felt some vibrations in the carriage. There should be many people running towards the convoy.
Suddenly, there were warning sounds, the sound of swords being drawn, the sound of horses' hooves, and the orders to organize the team. The carriages of the convoy were connected end to end, forming a ring. The cavalry stood in front of the carriages, looking warily at the distance. Dust.
Soon, a team of poorly dressed and armed soldiers appeared in the dust, but they were a well-organized team.
