Although Heifeng Village is a bandit village, it is actually no different from a small town.
At most, there are too many contraband items, and armored knights come and go from time to time - but they are used to it, and the people in the village will naturally not be surprised.
This day, afternoon.
Nineteen knights, wearing armor and holding sharp swords, walked slowly towards the entrance of the village. Beside the leading knight, there were eighteen people carrying an open-top sedan. The person on the sedan was undoubtedly the master of the Black City Village, Mi Tao.
Eight eighth-level warriors carried the sedan chair steadily, while Mi Tao sat motionless in the sedan chair.
When these two groups of people reached the entrance of the village, the leader of the Nineteen Cavalry suddenly turned his head and looked at Mi Tao.
"Uncle Mi, my nephew is leaving now. Don't send me away again."
Mi Tao also looked at Lu Ming and laughed: "I'll send that uncle here."
After saying that, he looked serious, raised his hands and said solemnly: "This trip is difficult, but uncle hopes that my nephew will succeed immediately!"
He spoke sincerely, and Lu Ming responded sincerely.
"I'll see you again in a month! Drink three hundred cups!"
"See you in one month."
"Also, thank you for the gold silk armor given by uncle."
"As long as it fits."
"Farewell!"
"No!"
In a few words, it was a farewell.
The world is far away, who knows if we can see each other again!
The horse crows, and the knight whips the horse away.
Mi Tao looked into the distance, a faint concern lingering in his eyes, but it disappeared in the end.
He waved his hand.
"Go home, have a feast and eat meat!"
…
Lu Ming didn't stop until he walked out of the mountain stream outside Heifeng Village.
Herod the Horse snorted, and Ying Fang stepped forward from behind and stood next to Lu Ming.
"Gang leader."
"Um."
"go home?"
Lu Ming shook his head: "No, we can't go back."
Eighth grade power, eighteen iron cavalry.
You can say you are strong or you can say you are weak.
But in Xuanshui City, this little power really can't make any waves.
Thinking of this, Lu Ming suddenly stretched out his hand.
"map."
The British side presented the map, and Lu Ming opened it, and a detailed hand-drawn map appeared in front of him.
The map depicts the landforms in the Daliang Mountains.
In addition to the topography, there are also the general locations of various cities and settlements in Daliang Mountain.
However...
"This map is from a month ago. There are many bandits in Liangshan, and the forces change very quickly. Except for a few forces that remain unchanged, most of the forces cannot survive three to five years."
"Maybe some of the fortresses on this map were still there a month ago, but they are gone now."
Maps are time-sensitive. The faster the forces change, the shorter the map's time-effectiveness becomes.
Lu Ming also knew this.
He looked at the map with a deep look, and his eyes crossed from Xuanshui City to Daliang Mountain and arrived at the end of Daliang Mountain, the boundary of Liang Kingdom!
"An escape route."
Lu Ming suddenly spoke and said this.
After hearing this, Ying Fang thought about it and said, "It's necessary."
The situation in Xuanshui City is strange, and the person who can decide everything is not Lu Ming, but the "Shang Family".
Once the family falls, Lu Ming will die.
Just like Lu Yao "suddenly died of a heart disease", how Lu Ming will die is entirely up to others to arrange.
Lu Ming couldn't decide the game above, but he certainly couldn't entrust his life to the hands of the "upper family".
"If nothing can be done, I will have to go to Liangshan."
"It's not safe in Liangshan. It's best to get to Liang Country."
"And the incident with Song Laosan reminded me that other people's channels are not safe, and my own channels are the safest."
"So, it is necessary for me to make some arrangements in Liangshan."
Several hidden strongholds.
Some available manpower, they are also scapegoats at critical moments.
A safe and quick escape route.
With a stroke of his hand, Lu Ming drew a line.
"This one."
"Starting from Xuanshui City, passing through three mountains and four villages, you can escape to the territory of Liang Kingdom."
"And the four villages on the way are our goals."
Naturally, there must be no interference from other forces on the escape path, otherwise, just one incident may be enough to lock Lu Ming's life.
Yingfang looked at the map and quickly muttered.
"Langtou Village, Wicked Ridge, Black Shuigou, and the last..."
Looking at the last walled city, Ying Fang's pupils shrank.
"Tiger Roaring Camp."
"Yes." Lu Ming nodded lightly: "It's Tiger Roaring Camp."
The British side was silent for a long time before speaking again: "We want to move the Tiger Roar Camp, but we don't have enough manpower."
Lu Ming rolled up the map and took it into Ying Fang's arms.
"I know of course that the nineteen of us don't have the capital to touch the Tiger Roar Camp."
"but……"
But after saying these two words, Lu Ming's lips suddenly turned into a sinister smile.
"As the saying goes, do as the Romans do."
"There aren't enough people, so just grab them!"
"The most indispensable thing in Daliang Mountain is desperadoes!"
The killing intent in Lu Ming's tone made Ying Fang faintly frightened.
But Lu Ming changed the subject.
"But we only have a month."
One month later, the date of the connection.
If there was no possibility, Lu Ming would of course make a decisive decision and leave.
But if there is even the slightest possibility...
As long as there is even the slightest possibility!
Thinking of this, Lu Ming's eyes flashed with magic light, and the corners of his mouth suddenly opened wider.
Why should I run! ?
Why should I be that loser dog and bastard! ?
I can't swallow this breath!
I can't bend this knee!
It is only natural that a son should inherit his father's legacy!
I don’t accept your taking my things!
I! No! Clothes!
He slowly rode his horse and suddenly spoke.
"The British side?"
"exist."
"Have you ever heard of the philosophy of kings and horseshoes?"
The British side looked confused: "I haven't heard of it."
Then Lu Ming said leisurely: "A nail is missing, a horseshoe is missing;
A horseshoe fell and a war horse was lost;
A horse was lost, a king was lost;
A king was lost, a war was lost;
Lost a war and lost a country! "
The British side did not understand the logic of this philosophical story for a while.
Until Lu Ming laughed ferociously and said: "There are always people who think they can control everything, but that is an illusion!"
"And now, we are going to be the stone that stung the horse's hooves, the variable that destroyed the country!"
"So that everyone will know that if I, Lu Ming, give you something, it belongs to you. If I don't give it to you, you can't take it away!!"
The ferocious sound drifted far away in the wind.
Today, the wind blows in Daliang Mountain!
…
The terrain in Liangshan is steep and there are not many roads that can be walked.
Being sandwiched between the two countries, its strategic location is crucial.
Due to various reasons, the two countries of Zhou and Liang ignored this place, but took advantage of the bold and careful people on the border between the two countries.
People who lived in Daliang Mountain gave Liangshan a nickname.
"Mountain of Death Gold!"
With a "chirp" sound, Old Man Zhou took a puff of dry cigarette.
At night, in the Liangshan Mountains, trucks were gathered together and a bonfire was burning in the middle.
Dozens of people, large and small, were standing or sitting by the fire, listening with their ears pricked up to the nonsense of old man Zhou, an old man in the mountains.
"Mountain of Death Gold?"
When a man muttered like this, he heard Old Man Zhou laugh and say: "Death, death, death, because bandits are rampant and ferocious beasts are everywhere in Liangshan Mountain, and the dangers are countless."
"Gold, the gold of money, is that there are many medicinal treasures in this mountain, and because Liangshan is a smuggling channel, it is very profitable."
"And now we're setting up camp here..."
Old man Zhou blew his pipe and said calmly: "Okay, not good either."
"Is it good or bad?" The man who answered just now added another sentence as if he was complimenting him.
Then I heard Old Man Zhou chuckle.
"Okay, there is no major danger on the road we are taking, and the road is clear and can be used by trucks."
"No, it's just that in the past few months, there have been gangs of gangsters around here."
"The stronghold in the fierce bandit mountain is hung with the head of a wolf, so it is called the Wolf Head Village."
"There are dozens of heroes in the mountain, and the leader is an eighth-grade giant strength realm warrior."
"This Langtou Village is murderous. Every time they plunder, rivers of blood flow. They are absolutely not a son of man and don't follow any rules of the world."
Old man Zhou was talking heartily when suddenly a voice sounded from the forest at night.
"In the territory of our Langtou Village, we will create the reputation of our Langtou Village."
"You guys have lived a long time..."
As soon as the sound fell, dozens of horses jumped out of the forest and surrounded the convoy.
