Li Libo took the tea soup from Fan Xing, drank it in several sips, and gasped for air.
The entire port was under martial law, and all the river officials who had received the order went out to inform. He did not dare to stay for a moment, and ran over holding his breath.
Liang Qu had received the news in advance, so he didn't dare to neglect it. He hurried back to the bedroom and opened the wooden box under the bed.
The robes, cloak, and waist badges were neatly stacked among them, and the two tungsten-colored arm guards at the top shone with dark golden light.
He put on the fish king demon skin inner armor, the sky silk robe, the mountain cowhide belt, the cloud-walking boots, and finally buckled the arm guards, leaving only a large cloak uncovered.
As for the weapons, the Hundred-Refined Black Iron Bow, the Volcanic Wave Spear, and the Green Wolf Dagger were all worn one by one.
Attach a quiver to your waist and gather the arrows.
The quiver that came with the capture of the Whale Gang contained a total of twelve arrows, all of which were more than three feet long, completely black, and the arrowheads shone coldly, not ordinary ones.
Knock on the table.
Ah Wei, who was sleeping curled up on the table, flew to Liang Qu's wrist, connected end to end, and turned into a perfectly fitting blue jade bracelet.
All dressed up, Liang Qu followed Li Libo to Shangrao Port. There were already sergeants waiting here in small boats. There were three people in total, two of them were holding torches and standing in the darkness.
The leading sergeant bowed his hands.
"Master Liang, are you ready?"
"Everything is ready."
"Please come aboard."
"good!"
The boat suddenly drafted three inches of water, and several soldiers were not surprised.
Not to mention the weight of the warrior himself, none of the weapons he uses are light.
"Those three military masters, should I leave first?"
Li Libo said goodbye and was sent here. As a river official, his mission was completed.
The three soldiers had no objections and watched Li Libo leave, rocking the oars and sailing away from the port.
The water droplets carried by the long oars fell into the swamp.
Not a single fisherman left the boat under the curfew, and the surrounding tea shops were empty. The entire Yixing Town was extremely quiet, with only the sound of boats hitting the water.
Ripples shatter the moonlight.
Four people in a boat were all speechless.
Halfway through the journey, Liang Qu saw soldiers holding torches patrolling the shore. Along the way, familiar faces from the riverside often passed by, either on horseback or on foot.
"No one else takes the boat?"
The leading soldier clasped his fists and replied: "Sir Huiliang, we are short of manpower, so we can only send a small number of ships. As for the others, they can find their own solutions."
Liang Qu nodded and said no more words.
When we arrived at Pingyang Port, the railings of the boats were covered with torches, and the blazing fire illuminated the surrounding area.
The small boat did not dock, but carried Liang Qu directly under the hull of the building. The long wooden ladder that originally extended down had long been retracted, and only a few rope ladders were thrown down on the side of the hull.
Liang Qu did not jump rashly. He carried a long bow and a spear on his back, and honestly grabbed the rope ladder and boarded the boat.
It was now three o'clock in the morning, and the sky was pitch black.
Standing on the deck and looking down, the sergeants were centered on the dock building, with a torch every twenty steps, standing quietly in the shadow of the houses on the street.
They extended into several long and thin lines of fire in all directions, cutting across the entire Pingyang County.
The big flag on the roof of the building vibrated in mid-air, the firewood crackled, the cavalry banged their clappers, and galloped along the long street to deliver orders, leading the officials to gather under the dock.
A gust of night wind blew quickly, carrying water vapor and making Liang Qu's clothes feel a little wet.
There were so many people.
Liang Qu smoothed his clothes, condensed a few drops of water on his fingertips, and quickly dried them in the wind.
The whole river came with great momentum, and there were dozens of ships in total, including two large-scale ships, and many remaining warships. Next were merchant ships, and I think those warships were all sergeants.
"Master Liang, please come this way."
The three military men pulled up the iron chain and put the boat on board. The leader took Liang Qu up to the second floor of the boat and opened the door of a small room alone with a key.
The room is small but fully equipped.
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There is a single bed and a long desk. There is a box fixed on the desk. In the box are pens, inks, paper and inkstones. There is also a toilet bucket in the corner. The lid and the bucket are fastened with locks. Obviously this is Liang Qu's room. .
"How long are we going?"
The military man shook his head: "My subordinates don't know, they just follow orders."
Liang Qu pointed to the martial arts masters who were boarding the ship one after another on the deck: "Where are they going to live?"
"Their room is below the deck, it's the Chase Bunk."
"sorry to bother you."
"It's my duty, does Mr. Liang have any other orders?"
"No."
"In this case, before leaving the ship, I hope that Mr. Liang will not move around casually, and my subordinates will withdraw."
"good."
The soldier bowed his hands and retreated.
When the others left, Liang Qu put down the big bow and spear he was carrying, grabbed his collar, and released a stream of water.
There was no ice platform in the house, so it was really hot and stuffy, so I had to "bring" some water with me. It was damp and really uncomfortable.
That day when he went to the auction, he didn't wear the Fish King Leather Armor because the weather was too hot, so he got into a fight with the Ghost Mother Cult and two others, resulting in many small cuts on his body.
It's just that I can't care about comfort now.
From the current point of view, it would take a lot of time this time, otherwise there would be a round trip within one day, so there would be no need to specially arrange a room for him.
"It's really a world with clear distinctions."
Some people live in single rooms, while others sleep in bunks.
The world has always been like this.
Fortunately, I was the one sleeping in the single room.
Liang Qu stood by the railing, overlooking the entire Pingyang County.
The martial arts masters from Hebo Station came one after another. After verifying their identities, they boarded the boat and walked below the deck under the leadership of the sergeant.
The gray stone brick pier was reflected red by the flames, and the war horses neighed and were raised uniformly under the guidance of the soldiers.
By now, everyone could guess what was going to happen, and they boarded the battleship tremblingly, feeling uneasy about their future.
Entering the Hebo Station is no different from joining the army. On weekdays, it seems casual and you can come and go freely. You only need to accept tasks to exchange for various cultivation resources.
But if something really happens and needs to be mobilized in an orderly manner, that is the real army. No one dares to fall out of the chain at this time. If he does not come and be treated as a deserter, he will definitely die.
Liang Qu's advantage of getting the news in advance was clearly revealed. How many people were free and undisciplined before today, maybe they had just climbed out of a prostitute's bed, and their belts were loose.
I can understand Hebosuo's behavior.
This time we set off, we must be doing something big. If there are too many people, we will lose. Any leakage of information may let the Ghost Mother Cult know the news in advance and escape.
At about the right time, Liang Qu saw that the front lines across Pingyang County were gradually closing in towards the port, pouring into the other warships at the port.
Starlight.
Several sergeants on the bow held torches to exchange signals, and the entire ship shook suddenly and violently.
River tides hit the hull of the ship, splashing up layers of white waves, and the waning moon stretched infinitely.
Following a turbulence, Liang Qu keenly noticed that the port was moving away from him.
Anchor was weighed.
The sergeants on the deck remained unmoved and performed their duties.
Every sergeant is at least a level one warrior, and they move around in an orderly manner, making the entire ship move without any communication.
They methodically pulled down the big sail and adjusted the angle of the sail. Under the night, the speed of the building gradually increased, and white water traces flowed behind it.
When it was close to midnight, Liang Qu lay on the bed and silently admired the dark and surging Daze through the porthole.
Footsteps sounded in the corridor from far to near.
A sergeant knocked on his door.
"Master Liang, Master Ran invites you."
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