Feng Quili felt faintly excited.
He has been in the barbarian country for some time.
The longer he stayed here, the more he felt it. This barbarian country is not simple.
It has more foundation than the Huns and is tougher than the Peacock Kingdom. It is even higher than Lingnan and I don’t know where it is.
This place is a strong opponent of Da Qin.
If you can conquer this place, it will indeed be an immortal feat.
only……
Feng Quili still felt a little hesitant.
I conquered this place but used the method of banishing the immortal. Will the final credit go to the banished immortal?
Feng Quili did not ask this question directly, but expressed the meaning tactfully.
After hearing this, Zhang San laughed loudly and said to Feng Quili: "Sir, what kind of person is the banished immortal? Will he covet such a small amount of credit?"
Feng Quili thought about it seriously, then nodded and said, "Yes."
Zhang San: "..."
He coughed dryly and said to Feng Quili: "Your Excellency must have noticed that this barbarian country is not easy to deal with. If we can really defeat it, how great will the credit be?"
"At that time, even if half of the credit is taken away by being banished to an immortal, you will still be a great hero."
"If you are not willing to use the method of banishing immortals, then you will not be able to defeat the barbarian country, and then there will be no credit at all."
"One got half of the merits of Greed for Heaven, and the other was wasted on food and salary. He was recalled to Xianyang by His Majesty and was in disgrace."
"Sir, I hope you will consider this carefully."
Feng Quili gritted his teeth and thought for a long time, then slapped his thigh and said with some annoyance: "Why did you bring some art of war to banish the immortal? Maybe I can think of a similar method if I think about it carefully."
"It's good now. If I really want to lead troops to fight according to this method, it will seem like I am copying the method of banishing immortals."
Zhang San coughed dryly and said nothing, but he was thinking in his heart: If I hadn't brought the method of banishing the immortal, you would have been wiped out by now, right? Where else could there be so many complaints?
Feng Quili looked hesitant. After a while, he shook his head: "That's it, just follow your instructions."
Zhang San smiled and said: "Yes, the little man went to prepare."
Feng Quili shook his head: "You don't have to prepare. I will naturally know how to do the rest."
Zhang San responded again, and then retreated respectfully.
After Zhang San left, Feng Jia asked Feng Quili cautiously: "Master, do we still want to ban the Immortal Art of War in the army?"
Feng Quli was silent for a while, shook his head slightly, and said calmly: "That's all, no need. Now banning the Immortal Art of War is purely to cover up and will not have any effect."
Feng Jia nodded in agreement.
He asked Feng Quili again: "Then what should we do next? Are we going to find a dangerous place to defend?"
Feng Quli hummed. He took out the map and started to look at it. He nodded while looking at it: "This barbarian country has a lot of mountainous areas. For example, here, what do the local natives call... Ah Baobao Mountain. Here. It’s not bad, easy to defend but difficult to attack.”
Feng Jia nodded repeatedly: "Yes, I have been paying attention to this treasure mountain for a long time."
Feng Quili said: "Okay, pass on my military order and march to Baobao Mountain."
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In a dense forest, Li Shui and Li Xin had just led their troops to bypass Anthony's army.
They are repairing.
Their men and horses traveled a long distance, but there was no look of fatigue on the soldiers' faces.
These soldiers were carefully selected by Li Shui and Li Xin. Each of them was energetic and mastered several skills at the same time. They were a bit like the special forces of later generations.
It was precisely because these soldiers were very agile that Li Shui and Li Xin were able to lead the troops and move freely through Antony's encirclement and suppression.
Li Xin said to Li Shui with some curiosity: "Brother Huai, are you really going to give Feng Quli the credit for destroying the barbarian country?"
While roasting the chicken, Li Shui said absently: "That's right. Brother Li, I've asked you here three times along the way. Aren't you tired?"
Li Xin said: "Brother Huai, I really can't understand. When did you become such a person?"
Li Shui chuckled: "I have always been this kind of person, fame and fortune are like floating clouds to me."
Li Xin: "..."
He said quietly: "It was not like this when you were in Xianyang City."
Li Shui hummed: "I didn't have fame and fortune at that time. It's different now. I have fame and fortune, and there's so much fame and fortune that I can't handle it."
Li Xin looked at Li Shui with emotion: "In the whole world, I am afraid that the only one who can say these words so pretentiously is the Exiled Immortal."
Li Shui smiled and said to Li Xin, "What? Brother Li, don't you believe it?"
Li Xin hummed: "I don't believe it."
Li Shui casually called a Qin soldier over and said, "Go and find a way to send the letter to Xianyang City. Let the newspaper above them report an article."
"Let's just say that the conquest of the barbarian country is entirely due to Feng Quli. I, Huaiguzi, have no intention of competing with anyone for credit."
The Qin Bing responded, turned around and left. But after taking two steps, he turned back.
He said with some confusion: "But Ban Xian, we have not conquered the barbarian country so far."
Li Shui chuckled: "Don't worry, by the time the news reaches Xianyang City, we should have defeated it."
Qin Bing said oh.
In fact, think about it, now that everyone has penetrated deep into the hinterland of the barbarian country, how difficult is it to get the news out?
Along the way, it was not only a long journey and full of mountains and rivers, but was also pursued and intercepted by Antony's army.
This situation lasted until they entered Daqin and found the railway.
But from here to finding the railway, I'm afraid it will take a long time. It should have been several months.
And according to the speed of banishing immortals and destroying countries, a few months is really about the same.
Qin Bing began to draw up a draft while he was thinking about it.
At the same time, Feng Quili was already approaching Baobao Mountain.
Feng Quili had forgotten the original name of this mountain.
He just followed everyone's shouts of Baoshan Baobaoshan.
But there are neither treasures nor shells in this mountain. There are only large tracts of virgin forest.
In this forest, there are some sparse villages. The villagers cultivate a few acres of thin fields and live in poverty.
Even in such a poor life, he was still exploited by the nobles. It's just like a cow and a horse.
No, they are worse than cattle and horses. The cattle and horses can even be fed, but these villagers have not had enough to eat for a long time.
It was under such circumstances that Feng Quili entered Baobao Mountain.
The village at the foot of Baby Mountain has a strange name.
No one knows what this name is.
The Qin soldiers saw that all the villagers here had balsam pear faces, so they named them Balsam Pear Village.
Balsam pear village has a total of forty households and about one hundred people.
These one hundred people were living a life worse than death. Except for one of them.
This person is not a villager from Balsam Pear Village, but a steward sent from above.
He does not have to work, he only needs to supervise the work of the villagers.
Then when the autumn harvest comes, he will be responsible for taking a large part of the villagers' harvest and supplying it to the nobles.
As for managing yourself, you will also accept bribes.
In this poor village, he had plenty of food and fish every day, and his life was not poor at all.
There are even some pretty beauties in the village, and the stewards will use them to enjoy them.
It can be said that he is the local emperor here.
But the steward does not think of himself as a local emperor, he thinks of himself as a shepherd.
And these villagers are the cattle and sheep he raises.
Do people need sympathy and compassion for sheep?
Of course there is no need. People just use cattle and sheep to satisfy their hunger when they are hungry.
People just let cattle and sheep accompany them when they are lonely.
Therefore, managers do bad things without any sense of guilt.
Facts have proved that if you want to be a completely bad person, then don't treat the people around you as human beings, it will be natural.
Today, the steward fell in love with a woman.
Qin Bing did not record this woman's name.
Afterwards, a creative Qin Bing gave her the nickname "Cow" based on her figure.
The steward fell in love with the cow.
It's not like the steward has never done this before, and it's not like the villagers have never seen it before.
Everything should fall into place.
As long as the butler hooks his finger, the cow should meekly walk to his house, then toss around all night and go home with two pieces of black bread rewarded by the butler in his arms.
As for what to do after ten months...that's not the manager's concern.
Very proactive, never refuse, irresponsible.
This is the philosophy of life in stewardship.
But today, the manager encountered a problem.
Because the cow had just become engaged to a young man in the village.
The young man is very handsome, and the cow has been secretly in love with him for a long time.
Now that they are engaged, the cow feels that she should have enough reasons to refuse to take charge.
Unexpectedly, the steward was in a bad mood, so he immediately punched and kicked the cow.
He didn't know what was wrong with him recently. He was always nervous and thinking wildly in his mind.
The world is peaceful, but from time to time I feel that the head on my neck is not stable.
The steward vented all his anger on the cow and beat him roughly.
Fortunately, the cow was fat and strong, otherwise, she might have been beaten to death by the steward on the spot.
The nearby villagers watched from a distance, but no one caught up.
The cow's fiancé came over cautiously.
The steward pointed at him and said coldly: "Do you want to die?"
The handsome young man suddenly didn't dare to move.
The cow was lying on the ground, looking at her fiancé with a face full of pain, and suddenly felt... that handsome face didn't seem so handsome anymore.
The cow sighed and closed her eyes in despair.
She trembled and said, "Sir, please stop hitting me. I'll go with you."
The steward sneered: "Bah, you want to come with me? I don't care about it anymore."
The cow was completely panicked. She felt that she might be beaten to death today.
Just as the steward was fighting vigorously, a cold sword was suddenly placed on his neck.
The steward's body suddenly stiffened.
He was a little scared, but then annoyed.
He shouted loudly: "Who is it? Who is not afraid of death and dares to pull out the sword? I can guarantee that if you hurt me even a hair, I swear in the name of the gods of Mount Olympus, I will definitely Knock your stupid head off."
The person behind him said coldly in non-standard barbarian language: "Twist off my head? I'm worried you don't have that much strength."
The steward slowly turned his head, glanced behind him, and then shuddered.
Behind him stood tens of thousands of alien troops.
Could it be... could this be the legendary Qin people?
Have they already attacked here?
The steward's body trembled violently.
His first reaction was to report to General Anthony.
As for the second thought, it was more normal. He began to think about how to save his life.
"General...I..." The steward trembled and wanted to beg for mercy, but he couldn't say a word.
Feng Quili said calmly: "Tied."
Two Qin soldiers came over and tied up the steward.
Feng Quili asked Zhang San: "What should we do next?"
Zhang San immediately turned out the book.
He read with some difficulty: "After catching the most famous bad guy in the area, a general meeting should be held immediately. Let the suffering people denounce what these people have done. Expose the sins of these people."
"Through such a conference, we can unite the real poor people, defeat those who oppress the people, and at the same time discover those who are duplicitous and collude with evil forces."
Zhang San sighed and said: "The level of banishing immortals is indeed very high, but the writing of this article is a bit obscure and difficult to understand."
Feng Quili took the book and read it carefully from beginning to end, over and over again, and then said, "I probably understand."
He said to Feng Jia: "Go and make arrangements. Notify every household to come to a meeting and punish the stewards."
Feng Jia responded.
In the evening, Feng Jia came back with a troubled face.
He said to Feng Quili with a grimace: "Master, it can't be done. Those people are unwilling to come."
Feng Quili asked in confusion: "Why?"
Feng Jia said: "They don't trust us. Moreover, this manager has been domineering in the past. Under the prestige, they don't dare to resist at all."
Feng Quli said: "This is understandable. However, if the people don't come to the meeting, won't this matter not go forward?"
Feng Quli thought for a while and said, "Go and call Zhang San and see what he says."
Feng Jia coughed dryly and said to Feng Quili: "Master, why don't we also buy a copy of Art of War? Maybe there are countermeasures in it."
Feng Quili snorted coldly: "Why do you want to buy The Art of War? I am a dignified imperial censor. Do you want me to be like those soldiers, secretly reading books about banning immortals? I can't afford to disgrace this person."
Feng Jia nodded repeatedly: "Yes, yes, the villain didn't think carefully."
After a while, Zhang San was called.
Feng Quili said: "The common people refuse to come, what do you think we should do?"
Zhang San said: "That's it?"
Feng Quli: "..."
Zhang San smiled: "What's so difficult about this? Your Excellency just needs to announce that everyone who comes to the meeting will be rewarded with an egg. They will naturally come."
Feng Quili: "Seriously?"
Zhang San said: "This is what the banished immortal wrote in the book, and it should be true."
