We are all our own people here, and Han Baizhan did not hide anything. He anticipated the possible crises in this battle one by one, so that in times of crisis, everyone only needs to protect themselves. Even if they do not save themselves at the critical moment and escape from the battle, that will be fine. There is nothing wrong with that.
Hearing this, Murong Bo and others nodded, but You Tanzhi was the only one who was worried.
"Master, my father and uncle are not as good at martial arts. I'm afraid that they..."
Murong Fu patted him on the shoulder and said, "In this case, I will let Fourth Brother Feng and the two eldest brothers act together to protect their safety at all times!"
Feng Bo evil loves to fight bravely and is a martial arts fanatic.
Now that ten years have passed, his skills are increasing day by day, and he is no longer weaker than You Tanzhi who has not used the Eighteen Dragon Subduing Palms. With him protecting the two heroes of the You clan, You Tanzhi can rest assured.
Murong Fu and Han Baizhan had already discussed the marching route before coming here, so they had already prepared several large ships capable of crossing the ocean in Dengzhou. It would be a bit ostentatious for five thousand people to move together. When they are separated tomorrow, they will have their own flags and flags. He led five hundred people on their way.
So it was early the next morning.
Except for the members of the Beggar Clan, the rest of the martial arts heroes were divided into six groups, each with 500 people, and left with You Ji, You Ju, Shan Zheng, Bu Ping Tao Ren, Murong Fu and Murong Bo respectively.
Before leaving, You Ju did not forget to remind the butler that if there were martial arts heroes coming one after another, he would not have to save money. He must entertain them with delicious food and drink, and celebrate together after they return from the victory. ✻
In fact, half a month is not enough time to gather all the heroes from the Central Plains here, so there will definitely be people coming to help in the future.
To avoid affecting the plan, Murong Fu and the others could only arrange these late arrivals in Juxian Manor and wait until next time to join forces.
Not to mention these gangsters, even the forces conquered by the Murong family had no time to notify them, otherwise it would be easy to gather eight thousand people.
If we add the people from Thirty-six Cave and Seventy-two Islands, there will be 10,000 people!
It's a pity that time waits for no one. Murong Fu is not so ambitious that he will become fat in one breath. These people can be saved for later!
The group traveled day and night. Because there were too many people, they did not ride horses. It took them two days and two nights to reach Dengzhou.
Murong Fu asked everyone to rest on the big ship at the port, while he and others stayed here to wait for the rest of the people to arrive.
Fortunately, Song Ting's attention was now focused on the Liao army outside Yanmen Pass. At the latest, it was half a day late, and everyone was finally here.
Looking at the people who had arrived after a long time, Han Baizhan didn't say anything, but in his heart he complained about the lack of care of these people.
You must know that when marching and fighting, the situation on the battlefield changes rapidly. If the people under your command cannot obey the orders and prohibitions, it is very likely that a good battle situation will turn into a disadvantage.
Seemingly sensing Han Baizhan's dissatisfaction, Murong Fu said with relief: "After all, they cannot compare with a well-trained army. However, although such a team has its disadvantages, it also has its advantages. Brother Han might as well spend more money." Think about it and make good use of it!”
"I don't dare to be humble!"
When Han Baizhan heard Murong Fu's name, he was startled and hurriedly bowed.
Murong Fu didn't care about these formalisms, patted him on the shoulder and said nothing.
It takes two or three days to take a boat from Dengzhou around the Bohai Sea to Kaizhou, so everyone can have a good rest after these days of hard work.
However, except for the first day, Murong Fu did not allow everyone to drink in the following days. This was also to cope with emergencies later.
Three days passed in the blink of an eye. Murong Fu, Han Baizhan, and Murong Bo rowed a boat ashore first and met with the rescuers.
"Subordinate Li Si, meet the master!"
A tall and thin man saluted quickly after seeing Murong Fu.
He entered Murong's family later, so he didn't know Murong Bo.
When Murong Fu came back, he already had some understanding of the identity of the secret agent planted by the Liao Kingdom. He nodded and asked, "Are everything ready?"
"Everything has been done according to the master's instructions, and you can take action at any time!"
Li Si said with a flash of excitement in his eyes.
As long as he helps his family manage this matter, he can leave this hellish place!
Murong Fu said: "Lead the way!"
Li Si bowed and stepped back, inviting the three of them into a carriage.
He didn't ask about the identities of Murong Bo and Han Baizhan. People in their profession would die countless times if they talked too much, but he still understood this rule.
As the wheels rolled, half a day later, they entered a city.
Murong Bo took a look at the scene outside the city, looked up one more time before entering the city gate, and couldn't help but ask: "Fu'er, why did we come to Liaoyang Mansion?"
There were five capitals in the Liao Dynasty, namely Linhuang Prefecture in Shangjing, Dading Prefecture in Zhongjing, Dading Prefecture in Xijing, Xijin Prefecture in Nanjing and Liaoyang Prefecture in Tokyo.
Except for Shangjing, the other four capitals are all companion capitals.
Today, Liaoyang Mansion in Tokyo is guarded by Liaodong County King Yeluliang.
However, this Yeluliang was not from the Murong family. Since he was a Confucian minister and a poet, it was difficult to replace him. Therefore, the Murong family only placed close followers around him and were not in a hurry to replace him.
Now the time has come. Although I don't know how long I can hide it, as long as I can hide it for a few months, then the Murong family's years of hard work will be in vain.
Soon, several people arrived outside the backyard of a mansion.
Although it is the residence of a county prince, it does not look luxurious. As expected, Confucian scholars have always been poor, whether they are people from the Song Dynasty or Liao Dynasty.
The three of them, led by Li Si, entered from the backyard and came all the way to a study room.
At this time, a middle-aged man who heard the commotion opened the door and walked out.
After seeing Murong Fu, he hurriedly saluted, but when he saw Murong Bo, his eyes almost popped out of his head and he could hardly believe his eyes.
As for Murong Bo, he couldn't recognize who the other party was. After all, he had faked his death for nearly twenty years, and many of the villagers in the village at that time had become old men. How could he recognize them one by one.
"Lao Zhang, let's talk about it later!"
Murong Fu saw this and interrupted.
Lao Zhang nodded when he heard this, opened the door and brought a few people in.
"Zhang Ru, who are these people?"
I saw an old man with white hair and beard sitting in the study, holding a book in his hand and staring at Murong Fu and the others in confusion.
Murong Fu didn't talk nonsense and glanced at Li Si.
Li Si chuckled, turned his palms back, came to Yeluliang and said, "Report to the prince, they are..."
Before he finished speaking, he suddenly burst out and rushed out, grabbed the opponent's neck, inserted the blade into it, and blood spurted out immediately.
"You...uh...uh..."
Yeluliang's eyes bulged and he wanted to struggle, but his throat had been strangled by the opponent. Due to his old age and frailty, he wanted to call for help, but because the blade pierced his throat, he could only make a painful sound of "ho ho ho".
There was no trace of panic in Li Si's eyes, he let the hot blood spray on his face, and sneered: "Take a deep breath, dizziness is normal."
Murong Fu: "..."
No, who did you learn this from?
