I don’t know how many miles there are along the way. Everywhere you passed, you could see people displaced.
If they were approaching Shuzhou, Xu Mu planned to gather a group of refugees, but the distance was too far now, so he had to distribute a few carts of grain and grass as relief for the people.
The army had just enough food and grass, and no civilian men were recruited. The long procession of nearly ten thousand people had just returned to the inner city, and their faces were already full of dust.
"General Xu, I saw the palace in the capital."
"Fan Lu, the Dog Emperor has moved his capital, how can he still be called the capital of the country?"
"Whether he can move or not is his business. In my heart, I don't have a dog emperor like him." Fan Lu, with a beard, laughed loudly.
The imperial family lost its prestige, causing the country to be almost shattered, and it was no longer worshiped.
After listening to the words, Xu Mu sighed for no reason.
Chang Silang was not wrong. Yuan An could not maintain the majesty of the imperial family, and neither the king of foreign states nor the generals of Ding would take him seriously.
In other words, the scene where the heroes are divided is about to come.
"One century to the north, one to the south, the Changyang Palace, the little emperor is nowhere to be seen." At this time, a group of ragged children walked around in front of the slowly advancing army.
In the past, children like these would not have dared to block the way of the army. Xu Mu guessed that they were starving and had no choice but to think that they were rebels again and were forced by their parents to sing pleasant nursery rhymes and ask for some life-saving food.
"Nanji?"
Xu Mu felt inexplicably achy and asked Chai Zong to get some dry food and distribute it to the children in front of him.
"Chang Wei, isn't your young master a rice seller?"
When Xu Mu looked up again, he realized that he had mistakenly blamed Uncle Chang again. Along the way, there are rows of porridge shacks, surrounded by many howling people.
There are no seeds for spring plowing and no grains for autumn harvest. This year, let them live how they want.
The separatist regime has not yet begun, but the defeated army that is about to revolt has already burned into a huge fire.
"My little boss, if the Di people retreat and there is no war in Hezhou, my young master should go back. I will report it right away." After Chang Wei gave the last bag of dry food to an old woman, he hurriedly pulled up the reins and started I want to run towards Yuzhou.
But before they had gone far, they found an army of thousands of people slowly approaching.
After a pause, Chang Wei looked ecstatic.
"Master, Master! I'm back alive, my little Changqiang is back!"
Tsuneshiro, who was riding on the horse, picked his mouth and slapped him hesitantly.
Xu Mu, who was far behind, looked anxious.
This slap in the face is completely unreasonable. Until Chang Wei spoke another sentence, which completely subverted his understanding.
"Master, the right cheek hasn't been slapped yet!"
After the beating, Chang Shiro flicked his wrist, dismounted and walked towards Xu Mu.
Behind Chang Shiro were Yu Wen and Cao Hong.
Xu Mu hesitated, about to say something pretentious about meeting again after a long separation, but before he could speak, Uncle Chang started crying and scolding him, and hugged him.
"I thought you died on the grassland, so I was planning to go to the Zhongyi Temple. I gave you a nice grave next to little Taotao."
"I'm not dead yet." Xu Mu was speechless.
"Just for people like you, one less person dies. If there are only some shameless gangsters in the thirty states in the world, wouldn't it be very boring?"
"I asked someone to order a coffin. It's made of nan wood. I want you to die in a dignified manner."
"Master Chang, I'm not dead..."
"If anyone dares to bully your villagers, I will kill them all on sight. Damn it, it was Xiao Taotao first, and then you. I don't have many old friends anymore."
"I'm not dead—"
"Don't say anything. I was originally thinking about giving you a grand burial, so you could march into the grassland and pick Prince Beidi, who can be regarded as a great figure in the country."
"If not, wait until your first seven days and hire another ten or eight troupes."
"Master Chang, I'm really still alive!" Xu Mu gritted his teeth. This damn person is not dead yet. He is standing in front of you alive. He is talking about the first seven troupes.
Changshiro was startled and grinned, "During that period, there was no news from you. I was really tired of waiting."
"Raised by a dog father."
"Donkey's grass, I'm not wrong."
After feeling comfortable with the scolding, the two of them stopped fighting, and the expressions on their respective faces became a little solemn.
"On the other side of Hezhou, I have left all the Yuzhou troops I brought. Together, there are almost 20,000 people. Veteran general Lian Yong is good at holding on. Even if the Di people knock on the pass again, reinforcements can be reached."
Changshiro raised his head with a sigh on his face.
"My little boss, I'm not afraid to tell you that Lian Yong is not one of mine until now. Seriously speaking, he is not a member of the court either. He is more like a veteran who is loyal to the people and the country."
"Master Chang is righteous." Xu Mu was a little touched. He didn't expect Chang Silang to be so open-minded.
"It's still the same sentence. You can fight as much as you want in the Central Plains. If foreigners break through the border and enter the Central Plains, it won't be interesting. Your old man probably has the same idea. Otherwise, he won't only give you eight thousand The Tiger Talisman Army."
Xu Mu nodded silently.
"Don't talk about this. You and I should be happy that the left and right dogs have retreated. If not, I will tell you a happy story to make you happy."
"What?"
"Haha, Zhao Qingyun, this bitch, escaped to the Sand Sea. Have you heard about it?"
Xu Mu shook his head. When he killed Prince Beidi, he had indeed met Zhao Qingyun, but then the situation became urgent and the Di people, fearing their morale would collapse, gathered together again and had to leave in a hurry.
"He has no choice. Neither the Central Plains nor Beidi can tolerate him, so he can only escape to places like the Gobi Desert."
"Don't come back in this life, otherwise, I will skin him with my own hands." Changshiro sneered again.
"It's the best."
My old friend, Xiao Xiaowei, had already died in Wangzhou that year, and the one who was alive was just a coward greedy for merit.
"Next, how do you want to go?" Changshiro turned back, his tone hesitant.
The majesty of the imperial family was wiped out, the heroes were divided, and there were rebels and chivalrous men who continued to cause troubles in remote states and counties.
"Master Chang wants to win over me again."
Changshiro shook his head in silence, "I don't want to this time. Let me put it mildly, you are just like little Taotao, you are my old friend."
The second half of the sentence was obviously not spoken. But even if he didn't say it, Xu Mu understood.
The brave will win when they meet on a narrow road. According to this momentum, it is only a matter of time before Tsuneshiro takes over twenty or thirty cities near the inner city. Coupled with the border Hezhou, he can be regarded as a big warlord.
"Master Chang, I want to enter Shuzhou."
Sooner or later, everyone around Tsuneshiro will know, so it's better to say it openly.
"Enter Shu?" Chang Silang was startled, "The population of Shuzhou is withering, and there are many barbarians nearby. You might as well go back to Dingzhou. No wonder, I heard that your military advisor captured a small city in Shuzhou. "
"Tsk, tsk, I admire you more and more." Chang Shiro smiled, his face suddenly became serious again, and he raised his eyes to look at Xu Mu, "I told you, you and I are already old friends. If you speak To borrow troops, I can lend you 20,000 without charging you a single copper."
Xu Mu was startled, and his whole body suddenly stopped.
