After waiting for about a word, a man rushed from the south direction of the city. He shouted loudly from a distance: "Brother Wu, I am late. Please forgive me. I heard Boss Gai scold me for almost delaying the time."
"It's not too late. Brother Xiong will arrive in good time. Let's go. We'll talk about it in detail on the way."
Wu Jun showed a smile on his face and waved to the two groups of cavalry.
The cavalry guarded the three carriages and filed out of the city.
Chang Siguo smiled at the last person who arrived belatedly and held his hands, "I've met Brother Xiong."
The person who came was Xiong Molin. When he went to the southern mountainous area to search for the remaining enemies, he had pointed out that Yi Shangyan had framed the frontier soldier Ze Yingu. Later, the misunderstanding was solved. I heard Yi Shangyan said that he was ridiculed by him, and Xiong Molin blushed at that time. It was like a monkey's butt, and I almost couldn't get off the stage.
Xiong Molin glanced at the big black man, his brows were knitted, and he scolded in displeasure: "Why is it you? Can't you, Beicheng, send any more people? It's such a child's play. It's such an important task to send a new person to accompany the team to carry out the task."
He was so unsightly that he didn't want to see this filthy black guy in the first place.
Early in the morning, he jumped out to cause trouble.
Chang Siguo's eyes narrowed slightly. Is this guy a mad dog? Withdrawing his hand, he said in a cold voice: "Master Shan, how do you allocate manpower, and you, an outsider, can say anything? Mr. Xiong, please respect yourself!"
He didn't expect Xiong Molin to be so rude, and he would always humiliate others, so his words suddenly became very rude.
"You...you are presumptuous!"
Xiong Molin was furious, leaned forward, and slapped Chang Siguo who dared to talk back.
He always thought that the black boy in front of him was only in the True Yuan realm, so he was very unhappy that this boy didn't have any consciousness to dare to call him brother.
WTF? Worthy to talk to him.
Last time when we were suppressing enemies in the mountainous area, Yi Shangyan took advantage of a small misunderstanding and made sarcastic remarks until now. Xiong Molin was simmering with anger, and now it burst out, venting his anger on the big black guy who was an eyesore.
Wu Jun watched with cold eyes, watching Xiong Molin suddenly take action, but did not say anything to stop him.
He was also very dissatisfied with Shan Liwen for sending such a small character to help escort the supplies. However, he was more thoughtful than Xiong Molin and did not want to show his emotions easily, but he also did not want to pay much attention to the big black guy.
During the battle to defend the city some time ago, I heard that the big black man had made great achievements in partnership with Yi Shangyan with his amazing archery skills.
Just listen to whether it is true or false, he chuckles in his heart.
Who hasn’t come from the True Yuan Realm? How can they not have any idea about the strength of the True Yuan Realm?
Someone in Beicheng is looking for a good guy to promote a big black guy. What does it have to do with him? But neglecting his mission would not be the case.
Chang Siguo showed a hint of disdain at the corner of his mouth. This is not a world of looks, but of strength. How could he let the other party hit him in the face? Turn your body sideways, put your right hand in the shape of a tiger claw, turn your hand internally, and move the tiger claw to block the snake.
This is the basic move of Fu Hujin. When he uses it, it becomes simpler and faster.
The muscles in his arms swelled, his breath coordinated with the flow of true energy, an invisible red light flashed at his wrists, and his strength suddenly exploded.
"Pa", the back of his hand was as curved as a bow, deflecting Xiong Molin's slap.
The upper body shook to resolve the force, but the horse under his hips couldn't help it, and fell back, neighing "咴儿咴儿", and Xiong Molin was not much better. The horse under him was so heavy that he neighed and took several steps back.
The two of them didn't use any fancy moves, they were almost evenly matched.
Xiong Molin felt even more embarrassed and shouted: "Okay, okay, it turns out that it was hidden deep inside, and Xiong made a mistake."
Seeing that the black boy dared to resist, he temporarily added some strength, but was still blocked by the opponent. This move also allowed him to find out the opponent's details. A genuine early-stage cultivator of the Consolidation Realm is no better than an ordinary mid-term Consolidation Realm cultivator. If you are weak, how can you sit upright on a horse otherwise?
What a sinister boy, he actually hid his cultivation to trick his own people.
Just as he was about to say harsh words and try to save his face, someone from above interrupted him by applauding and shouting.
"Xiong Molin, you are so powerful! You dare to bully my little brother, okay. Sun Mouzheng also has itchy hands. Come on, let's go to the Martial Arts Hall to meet Zhenzhang, or you can just stay here. You can choose fists, feet, weapons, etc." , Sun will accompany you to the end."
Three figures jumped from the top of the city more than fifty feet away, tapping the wall with their toes to slow down their descent.
Within a moment, the three of them landed at the foot of the city like big birds, leaping a few steps closer.
Sun Huan and others came. Chang Siguo greeted them with a smile and raised his hands on the horse.
He once accompanied Yi Shangyan to reinforce the east city wall during the city defense battle. He defeated two swords with one arrow and rescued Sun Huan from danger. Later, he shot the Beirong cultivators with arrows and burned down the siege vehicles, which was a great help to the east city. Therefore, , Dongcheng cultivators from top to bottom appreciated Chang Siguo's favor and specially invited him to banquets at Beiyun Restaurant several times after the war.
Except for the new cultivators from Dongcheng who were unfamiliar with him, the others would definitely greet Chang Siguo warmly when they saw him.
It was even more impossible for Sun Huan to stand by and watch Chang Siguo, who had saved his life.
Xiong Molin saw the three people angry and glared at him, ready to take action on the spot.
He was a little dumbfounded. He had started a fight with the black guys from Beicheng. How could these guys from Guandong City be doing nothing? Of course he would not lose the battle, and he hummed: "Sun Huan, don't be so arrogant. When I come back from the mission, I will find time to learn your clever tricks. Who is still afraid of you?"
Wu Jun watched a play and found out the true cultivation of the big black guy. He hurriedly smiled and smoothed things over, saying: "Misunderstandings are all misunderstandings. Brother Sun, misunderstandings are all our own people. Who can bully your little one?" Brothers? This is the first time for Brother Xiong and Brother Chang to team up on a mission. It’s normal for them to get to know each other’s strengths so that they can cooperate on the road.”
He calmly revealed the silver command arrow and waved it at Sun Huan and the others.
Seeing that it was a Silver Arrow mission, Sun Huan understood the importance and did not dare to get too entangled. He nodded to Wu Jun, glared at Xiong Molin, stopped paying attention to this coward who bullied others, and turned to Chang Siguo with a smile: " Brothers, come back early, let’s have a drink together on the Yuan Chen Festival.” He glanced at someone sideways from the corner of his eyes and said, “Next time you encounter someone provoking you, just shoot him with your bow, lest he be a bird.”
Xiong Molin had an ugly face, snorted coldly, turned the horse's head, grabbed the horse's belly and ran out of the city.
Chang Siguo smiled and bowed his hands in agreement. After Wu Jun left the city, he turned back and raised his hand to the three people who were standing still.
The sound of hoofbeats clattered as a group of horses passed around the tent of the bandits' camp and ran toward the southeast.
Not long after the cavalry carriage passed by, two homing pigeons flew out of two tents of the Bandit Army, flew high into the sky, flew to the northeast and south respectively, and disappeared within a moment.
After a small commotion, Wu Jun had a smile on his face and told Chang Siguo to be on guard at the rear of the team. He then urged his horse to run to the front and comforted the sulky Xiong Molin with soft words.
Arrange the two people at the front and rear of the team, and he will take care of the situation in the middle.
Galloping more than a hundred miles to the southeast, then turned to the official road to the south, crossed the stone bridge between Sihuang City and Donggu City, erected at the narrowest point of the Canghe River, passed the checkpoint and entered the south bank of the Canghe River. The team stopped and looked for trees. Rest in shade.
The cavalryman wiped the sweat of the horse with an old towel, untied the bag from the horse's back, and fed the horse water, grains and beans.
Everyone ate some dry food, stretched their hands and feet, and the cavalry were chatting secretly. They were escorted by three body refiner masters. It seemed that this mission was not difficult, and they were happy to take it easy and earn merit.
Going further, there is a chaotic area with high mountains and dense forests, where bandits are roaring and haunting.
Due to years of war, remnant soldiers, bandits, expelled hooligans from various places, and farmers who have lost their land have taken root in the border mountainous areas where the government is weak. They gather people to become bandits and occupy the mountains to become kings. When the officers and soldiers entered the suppression, they fled deeper into the steep mountains. As soon as the officers and soldiers passed by, they went down the mountain to disturb the peace of each village, either robbing homes or houses, or robbing passing merchants and horse teams.
Bandits rarely dare to rob the logistics convoys guarded by cultivators in Sihuang City and Donggu City.
In addition to the astonishing combat power of the frontier army, I really don't want to provoke the powerful frontier army to encircle and suppress revenge just for the sake of little oil and water.
But today there are three forces in Busha Village, and all the leaders gathered at Qian Cui Peak to discuss important matters.
"...Three carts of cultivation supplies were escorted by only three cultivators. One of them is said to be a True Yuan Realm archer. What are you afraid of him doing? Let's grab this ticket, wash our hands and hide in Shazhou. We won't have to worry about using jade coins for half our lives. Where can I find such a big business?"
"Brother Geng is right. It's not easy for us to cultivate wildly and hide in hiding. It's not easy to reach our current level of cultivation. If we don't take advantage of this rare opportunity to make a big profit, how can we waste time on the mountain, hide with our tail between our legs, and hide for the rest of our lives?" Can’t do it?”
"No, what Yu means is, who is so kind and gives us a way to make a fortune? Don't let us be in front of the mantis stalking the cicada, and be plotted by the oriole behind."
"The source of the information is absolutely reliable. It came from the friends Geng made during his experience in Shazhou. He wanted to take 10% of the benefits, and Geng agreed. If Brother Yu is worried, he can be more clever and arrange things along the way. Detective, we found that there is a large group of officers and soldiers following us, we just give up the operation, what’s the big deal?”
"In this way... we can consider it. Once the matter is done, 10% of the withdrawal is not too much. Just give it to him."
"Haha, that's right. It's good for everyone to make money together. To put it bluntly, we really fell into the trap. With our ability and familiarity with the terrain and mountains, the government won't be able to catch us if they come with a few cultivators. It's okay. Wherever we drill, what can we do? At most, we have to give up some of it."
"That's right, that's right. After we get it, it's up to us to decide whether to stay or run away?"
"But don't be careless. You need to make more arrangements."
The three bosses and several second bosses had their own ideas, and finally hit it off and reached a robbery cooperation agreement.
A confidant presented a crude map, and several people compared it to discuss the location of the ambush.
Finally, several fingers struck the same place: Bamboo Valley.
…
As dusk approached, the dusty Sihuang City chariots and horses traveled through the muddy road that was called an official road but was actually a simple mountain path, winding its way to the south and approaching the Banzhu Valley, about 20 miles away from Xiongbei City. We are almost out of the mountains.
They could reach Xiongbei City before it got dark.
