After receiving the letter, Changshiro retracted his crossed legs with a slight smile on his lips.
"This guy is going to play a dark trick again."
Handing the letter to Liu Ji next to him, Chang Shiro raised his face and looked at the sky expectantly.
"Zhongde, Xiaodong's family and Liangzhou are also preparing to kill each other."
Liu Ji nodded, took the letter and gave it a few glances, then his face turned pale.
"May I ask my lord, is the poisonous owl really dead? This plan looks like the poisonous owl's method."
"You ask me, who should I ask? I heard that grass has grown on the tomb hills."
"I regret that I let Chen Que leave Changyang. If not, I should have called him into the palace at this time and asked him sternly. I always feel that when we were in Changyang, Poison Eagle was more like a fake death——"
"Zhongde." Chang Silang sighed, "I, Chang Silang, have survived to this day. Although I am a son of a noble family, no matter what, I can be regarded as a person with a sense of righteousness. Chen Que's wonderful rejuvenation saved me and Chang Wei. For this kindness, even if he wants five hundred thousand taels of silver, I, Chang Shiro, will give it to him. But he just wants to enter Sichuan. Although it is a bit weird, it is considered even in any case."
"Zhong De must not mention this matter again. He is a benefactor, not an enemy. I can tell the difference clearly."
Liu Ji was silent for a while and nodded.
"If the King of Shu wants to borrow the road, it shouldn't be a false expedition. Furthermore, if he can defeat Liangzhou, it will be a good thing for the lord, so he can borrow it."
Liu Ji paused. He originally wanted to put forward some conditions, but thinking of his lord's temper, he had no choice but to give up.
"Go ahead and prepare a thousand carts of food and fodder for the friendly troops to give as gifts when they pass through the inner city. I'm really looking forward to seeing my little boss break the cold. What kind of bastard Dong Yixiao is this? He's a patricide and a brother-in-law. Little boss. If the boss doesn’t take action, after I destroy Hebei, sooner or later I will have my hands free to beat him."
"A shit-eating dog wants to imitate others and become an emperor?"
"My lord, you are a great prince after all. Why don't you change your reckless temper...?"
"In the competition of knowledge, I am the number one scholar. In the competition of martial arts, except for the tiger from Xiaodong's house, I have never been afraid of anyone! If you talk about the art of war and strategy, I only have one man and horse, and I dare to attack four states. Who dares to do so?" Not convinced?"
Liu Ji hesitated to speak. He didn't understand how evil his lord was. No matter which dynasty he was placed in, he would always be a great tycoon. But for some reason, he always felt that something was missing.
For example, take away the sense of loyalty and add a bit more murderousness and ruthlessness.
"Zhongde, how is Jiulang?"
"The lord's clan brother has begun to act alone, leading a battalion of men and horses to cross the river to transport grain and grass."
"This guy Changjiro, hehe, compared to those good-for-nothings in the clan, he's still pretty good." As he spoke, Changshiro rubbed his neck and stood up.
"Gongsun Zu, the dog-husband, wants to survive the autumn and call off his troops in winter. Tsk tsk, he is going to play dirty tricks again. What a bastard Hebei leader, a dwarf who poisons tigers and eats seeds. If he is caught one day, I will call in seven or eight Let’s make a camp together and drown him alive!”
"Lord, don't say these words, the soldiers will laugh at you!"
"Oh, strategist, don't be angry, I'll have a drink with you later!"
Carrying the pear-shaped silver gun, Chang Shiro smiled and walked outside the Chinese army tent.
Chang Wei, who was fighting one against five at the training ground, saw his master rushing toward him with a bright silver gun, and shouted excitedly with joy.
"My body feels itchy today. Please give me some advice, Master!"
…
In front of Chengdu City.
Chai Zong, who was wearing battle armor, steadily raised his hand to say goodbye.
"Lord, don't worry. Once you leave, I, Chai Zong, will definitely live up to your trust."
Xu Mu took a few steps forward and put on Chai Zong's cloak.
"Youde, please be extremely careful. If something goes wrong, retreat to the inner city first. Chang Shiro and I have an old relationship, and Po Liang is also beneficial to him, so I won't embarrass you."
Youde is the surname of Chai Zong.
Unlike other reckless generals, Chai Zong is somewhat of a Confucian general among the generals in Shuzhou. My ancestor was once a general. After the family suffered a disaster, he was taken in by Li Rucheng. It is said that he also passed the grand examination and was ranked B.
In Shuzhou, Chai Zong is a bit inconspicuous at first glance. But in fact, he can do everything. If you let him lead the cavalry, he can still practice killing the enemy. If you let him guard Nanlin, he can still be orderly. On the Shu Road outside Yuguan, several horn camps built by Chai Zong were perfectly sited. Even if he was placed in Western Shu some time ago, he actually did much better than Yu Wen in terms of political affairs.
He's not a top all-rounder, but at least he's a rookie general who can stand alone. In short, what his ancestor-in-law left to him must be good.
"Youde, I have always believed that one day, your name, Chai Youde, will be resounding throughout the world."
Chai Zong's young face showed a look of surprise, and he bowed solemnly to Xu Mu.
"Please don't worry, my lord, I, Chai Zong, want to win the first prize in Po Liang!"
"good!"
"Farewell, my lord."
"We'll bid farewell to your lord!" Among the ten thousand soldiers, countless soldiers raised their hands and bowed to Xu Mu.
This time, Chai Zong was on a long journey and did not bring any luggage. He only took seven or eight days' worth of dry food with him, and he would resupply when he entered the inner city.
He had to be careful. Sima Xiu was a fox and would be alert if he found anything wrong. In this way, Jia Zhou's plan will be completely scrapped.
"march!"
An army of ten thousand people rode towards Yuguan. Of course, when we arrived at the walled city outside Yuguan, we could no longer ride horses and had to dress up like refugees. After Chai Zong crosses the river, Xu Mu will send the armor and war horses in batches to the agreed place.
"Chai Youde, become famous all over the world!" Reluctant sadness filled Xu Mu's chest. Unable to suppress it, he raised his head and yelled through his neck.
He is not afraid of being laughed at, and the entire Shuzhou, except for the two counties outside the state, has been completely sealed off.
"Xiao Chaitou, bring back some northwest game!" Si Hu licked his mouth and shouted after him.
Xu Mu turned around and gave him a burst of chestnuts.
"Brother Mu, Sun Xiaoxiao has already said that I am the one you are knocking stupid about!"
"Si Hu, do you remember what you were doing when you were eight years old?" Xu Mu sighed.
"Looking for something to eat?"
"Yes...you are indeed thinking of ways."
The memory of the original owner made Xu Mu unable to look back.
"Brother Mu, I can't remember clearly."
"That year...you believed an old man's words, pickled the nose-picking beef and pickled wild vegetables, and said you would use it to make paste."
Si Hu was stunned, "Really, really?"
"Really. So, it doesn't matter whether I knock you or not." Xu Mu tried hard to explain, trying to restore his image as a good brother.
"No, no, Brother Mu, I don't blame you, I just want to ask, in this case, pickled wild vegetables will be really delicious? How about sending steamed buns?"
"Holy shit, you're hopeless!"
Xu Mu cursed, took off his shoehorn, and started chasing Si Hu all the way into Chengdu.
