"What, recruiting?"
Zhang San sat up from the big tiger-skin chair with a "soar" sound, his eyes widened and his face looked in disbelief.
You know, although he made earth-shaking achievements in Chuzhou, it was still insignificant to the entire Daxuan.
Over the years, although the imperial court often carried out encirclement and suppression campaigns, it never said anything about recruiting peace.
It was because the imperial court felt that Heifeng Village was not qualified.
Liu Hu walked up to Zhang San emotionally: "Brother, I can't agree to him."
"The government is cunning and cunning. There have been examples of people being deceived into surrendering and then encircled and suppressed. It's unbelievable."
Liu Hu said angrily, looking at He Pingan with incomparable hatred.
His whole family was persecuted to death by the government, so naturally he didn't trust the government.
Zhang San nodded silently. He also had great distrust of the Daxuan government.
He Ping'an asked nonchalantly: "Brother Zhang, if you don't believe in the court, don't you believe in me too?"
After saying that, he looked at Zhang San sharply.
Zhang San could not help but be silent for a while after hearing this.
If he was the only one, he would naturally choose to believe in He Pingan. However, with nearly 100,000 men and women and children in Heifeng Village, he could not pin all the hopes of the village on He Pingan.
"Okay, even if Brother Zhang doesn't believe me, is Brother Zhang prepared to be a bandit all the time?"
He Ping'an changed the subject and was moved by emotion.
According to his understanding, Aunt Zhang has always been worried about Zhang San becoming a bandit.
"this......"
Zhang San suddenly fell into a dilemma.
He Pingan took the opportunity to speak: "Besides, Brother Zhang, there are not many third-level masters in your village."
"I am only a fourth-grade cultivator, but I can easily climb the mountain. If the imperial court really values you and others, just send ten upper-grade third-grade monks to wipe out the mountain stronghold."
Hearing this, Zhang San wanted to speak out to refute, but knew that what He Pingan said was correct, so he couldn't help but fall into silence.
At this moment, Liu Hu sneered and said, "If the imperial court could really send experts to attack the mountain, they would have come a long time ago. Do you think we don't have experts?"
As he spoke, he looked towards the top of the mountain, where Luo Xianzun was hiding in seclusion.
"What if Luo Xianzun also agrees to recruit people?"
He Pingan pointed it out with one word, and seemed to already know the trump card of Heifeng Village.
When Zhang San heard this, he was stunned. At the same time, he remembered that it was He Ping'an who told him that he was destined to have a surname named Luo.
Could it be that Ping An and Luo Xianzun already know each other?
Liu Hu over there snorted coldly and said mockingly: "How is that possible?"
"It is impossible for Luo Xianzun, a god-like figure, to agree to our return to the imperial court."
"Then what if he agrees?"
He Ping'an then asked.
"If Luo Xianzun all agrees, then I, Liu Hu, will be the first to agree."
Liu Hu patted his chest and said loudly.
He had an inexplicable admiration for Luo Xianzun, especially when he worshiped the statue of Luo Xianzun every day, he felt that his whole body was full of power.
"What about Brother Zhang?"
He Pingan turned to look at Zhang San again.
"I......"
Zhang San hesitated for a moment, not knowing how to speak.
"How about Brother Zhang ask the Immortal Lord for instructions first?"
Seeing that he was still a little confused, He Pingan suggested.
"Too......"
Zhang San nodded, and a communication talisman flew out of his arms. He muttered something, activated his true energy, and the communication talisman suddenly turned into a red light and disappeared.
Within ten breaths, the red communication talisman flew back into the hall with a shrill roar.
Zhang San poured his true energy into the communication talisman, and the voice of Luo Xianzun immediately rang in his ears: "Permission to recruit!"
Zhang San's expression changed, and he couldn't help but said bitterly: "Luo Xianzun, agree to recruit..."
"What?"
Liu Hu's expression changed drastically, and he couldn't help but exclaimed.
In his opinion, Luo Xianzun would never agree to the recruitment.
At this moment, He Pingan struck while the iron was hot: "Brother Zhang, have you ever thought about why Luo Xianzun agreed to recruit people?"
"Why?"
Zhang San looked at He Pingan curiously and asked.
"Have you ever thought about how this Black Wind Village will develop in the future?"
"You don't think that this Black Wind Stronghold can really capture Chuzhou, right?"
"There are so many Daxuan masters. It is said that in addition to the first-level masters, there are also two true immortal masters, a sword immortal and a martial saint. Even Luo Xianzun is so powerful that his two fists are hard to beat with four hands."
"It's just that I haven't paid attention to Black Wind Mountain before. If Daxuan pays attention, this Black Wind Stronghold can be destroyed with just one hand."
"So, what do you mean?"
Zhang San asked doubtfully.
He knew that he could persevere until now. It could be said that on the one hand, Daxuan did not pay much attention to him, and on the other hand, he relied on the protection of Luo Xianzun.
"Luo Xianzun has already intended to leave Chuzhou, but I can't let you go."
He Ping'an said with a smile: "But if you are recruited, you will definitely not stay in Chuzhou forever. There may be new opportunities."
Hearing He Pingan's words, Zhang San suddenly became enlightened and remembered that he had gone to see Luo Xianzun a few days ago and brought some poisonous herbs and poisons.
After Luo Xianzun saw it, he once said that there are fewer and fewer poisonous weeds and poisons in Chuzhou and they can no longer meet his needs.
Now that I think about it, Luo Xianzun does have the intention to leave.
Just when he was about to let go, there was a noise outside the hall, and then a wretched little old man broke in.
"Master, the military advisor must come in, I can't stop him."
One of the minions hurriedly ran in and explained aggrievedly.
"It's okay, you can go out."
Zhang San waved his hand and ordered the minion to go out.
"The boss!"
Zhang Laoqi cupped his hands towards Zhang San, and then looked at He Pingan aside.
I don't know why, although this person looked strange, he felt like he had seen him before.
"Oh, Commander Zhang, let me introduce to you. This is He Ping'an, my dead brother who saved my life in the Drug Testing Department."
Zhang San introduced.
Zhang Laoqi rolled his eyes slyly and said, "When I came in just now, I heard that it seems that Brother He wants to come and recruit us?"
"good."
He Pingan smiled indifferently, but he was thinking in his heart that if this old seventh man dared to have any evil ideas, he would be suppressed directly.
"I wonder what conditions the court can offer?"
Zhang Laoqi asked thiefly, his eyes radiating a strange light.
It turns out that this guy wanted to see what the court would give... He Ping'an said with a smile: "The conditions given by the court, Brother Zhang, is to be the commander-in-chief of the second grade."
"Second-grade commander-in-chief?"
Zhang Laoqi's eyes shone, and he asked: "What about us? What about us?"
"you?"
He Ping'an shook his head and said, "The court has no arrangements for you."
"What, we didn't?"
Disappointment suddenly appeared on Zhang Laoqi's face. He followed Zhang San as a bandit in order to exchange for some political capital when recruiting people.
"Then we don't agree!"
Zhang Laoqi shook his head and refused, saying nothing.
Zhang San's focus was not here, but he asked: "Ping'an, the court is recruiting peace, have you ever said that we have so many people in Heifeng Village, how are we going to arrange it?"
He was more concerned about the whereabouts of everyone, to prevent the imperial court from pretending to recruit people, tricking people down the mountain, and then dividing and encircling them.
He Ping'an knew his worries and said with a smile: "The imperial court does not have arrangements for other people, but it allows you to organize the entire Black Wind Village into the Black Wind Army, and all personnel power will be controlled by you alone."
"What? So good?"
Before Zhang San could speak, Zhang Lao Qi swept away his previous depression, jumped up immediately, and rushed to Zhang San: "San'er... the boss, you must give me a high official." Dang Dang.”
But then he realized that although he had never experienced recruitment, it did not prevent him from understanding from storybooks and teahouse listening books that in the past, the court usually divided all the targets of recruitment into various military camps to prevent these The bandits once again gathered to cause chaos.
Never before has Heifeng Village been allowed to organize itself into a team like now.
The imperial court actually trusts Heifeng Village so much?
He turned to look at He Pingan and asked suspiciously: "Is there something fishy about the court's arrangement?"
"As expected of Commander Zhang, he is indeed a master of planning."
He Pingan's rainbow fart was neither light nor heavy, but Zhang Laoqi was extremely comfortable when photographed. He was stroking his long beard and looked confident.
He Pingan continued: "Just a few days ago, Nanhuang conquered Southern Xinjiang. Now that Southern Xinjiang has fallen, the imperial court is preparing to go to war with Nanhuang. The first task of the Black Wind Army is to serve as a vanguard army and enter Southern Xinjiang. Territory."
Zhang Laoqi felt right at first, but when he heard what was said later, his expression suddenly changed and he shook his head: "It doesn't matter if I don't deserve to be an official, we won't go to this southern Xinjiang!"
He did want to be an official, but he wanted to be a stable official, marry several concubines, and be a comfortable official.
Now that he has become an official, he will go to southern Xinjiang to die. How could he be willing?
Zhang San also frowned. He knew that the war between the two countries was unusual. Although he claimed to have a hundred thousand people, there were still women, children and some bandits engaged in other jobs, about ten thousand people.
In fact, the full combat strength is only more than 80,000 people.
"Luo Xianzun has already agreed, so you can't help but disagree."
At this time, He Pingan couldn't help but Zhang Laoqi disagreed, and directly told Zhang Laoqi what Luo Xianzun meant.
Immediately, with a thought in his mind, a message fell into Zhang San's mind.
"You mean..."
Zhang San was inexplicably horrified, raised his head, and looked at He Pingan with burning eyes.
He really didn't expect that He Pingan would be so courageous.
"Yes, when a man is alive, he should make great achievements. Could it be that you are willing to stay in this Black Wind Mountain for the rest of your life?"
He Ping An follows the path of good guidance.
"Brother He is right. It's just that today is different from the past. If I were alone, I would accompany you to southern Xinjiang without saying anything. But now there are so many brothers, and I must be responsible for them."
"Besides, the thing you mentioned is more relevant..."
After Zhang San finished speaking, he was still hesitant. Just when he was about to ask Luo Xianzun to make a decision, Luo Xianzun's ethereal voice had already fallen into his mind: "Yes!"
Upon hearing this, Zhang San immediately felt certain that Luo Xianzun also wanted to go to southern Xinjiang to collect medicines.
He no longer hesitated, his eyes were firm and he said: "In that case, I believe Brother He, go to Southern Xinjiang!"
"now it's right!"
He Ping'an said with a cheerful smile.
The purpose of my trip was finally fulfilled.
As for Zhang Laoqi and Liu Hu, they naturally did not dare to say anything after learning that Luo Xianzun had agreed.
Immediately, Zhang San summoned all the bandit leaders and announced the matter in the Juyi Hall.
Zhang San's reputation in Heifeng Stronghold was very high, and he had Luo Xianzun's will. Without wasting any words, the leaders of Heifeng Stronghold accepted Zhang San's arrangement.
...
At the foot of Heifeng Mountain, a group of thousands of Chuzhou cavalrymen were watching from a distance.
Just two hours ago, they accompanied He Pingan to the foot of Black Wind Mountain.
Then He Ping'an climbed up to Black Wind Mountain alone.
A man dressed as a guerrilla general looked at Heifeng Mountain from a distance and saw a crowd of people on the mountain. He seemed to be mobilizing people and horses, and his expression changed: "Could it be that this move has angered Heifeng Mountain, and those bandits are going to go down the mountain to rob again? "
The guerrilla general tightened the reins of his horse and was ready to turn around and run away as soon as the situation went slightly wrong.
Nice romance
In his opinion, the imperial court's plan to recruit people was simply impossible to realize.
Only a second-grade general soldier and some armors were given, but no food and salary were provided. How could it be possible to expect these bandits from Black Wind Village to go to southern Xinjiang to die?
These bandits are not stupid, how could they be fooled.
"The imperial envoy He Ping'an will probably not survive..."
At this moment, he saw a huge crowd of people on the top of the mountain, rushing down the mountain.
He sighed and raised his hands. As soon as he saw these bandits coming down the mountain, he would give the order, turn around and run away.
...
"Peace, you and I haven't seen each other for many years. We have just met and we are about to separate again."
Under the gate of Black Wind Village, Zhang San opened the formation and held He Pingan's hand tightly, with tears in his eyes and couldn't bear to separate.
"Brother Zhang, don't worry. I'm just going back to recover. We will definitely see you again in the future."
"Don't forget what I told you."
He Pingan patted Zhang San on the shoulder and said comfortingly.
"do not worry."
Zhang San said with a smile, and then while the bandit behind him was far away, he punched He Ping'an's belly and asked quietly: "Have you captured that beauty?"
"of course?"
He Ping'an knew that he was talking about Hong Xifei, and showed a trace of matter-of-factness.
"Haha, I knew you were good at it."
Zhang San patted him heavily on the shoulder, showing a look that all men understand, and then sighed: "Oh, it's my brother. It's not easy for me to meet someone I like, but they don't like me."
He Pingan rolled his eyes and immediately understood who Zhang San was talking about.
He Pingan had already calculated that the woman Zhang San rescued back then was not related to Zhang San, so he did not get too involved.
Sure enough, not long after, Zhang San met the woman again. After chatting for a few words, Zhang San made a splash: "Woman, I will give you a chance to fall in love with me. The reason is your own..."
Zhang San thought he was the boss, but in fact, his sexy beard, vibrant chest hair, and overly burly figure were already scary to women.
Hearing what he said, the woman was so frightened that she ran away, leaving Zhang San alone to feel sad.
"Brother Zhang, don't despair, maybe your fate is yet to come."
He Ping'an smiled and consoled him. He had calculated before that Zhang San was indeed destined to have a destined marriage in the near future.
The two chatted for a few more words, and then He Pingan said goodbye to him.
...
A quarter of an hour later, He Pingan made several leaps and appeared in front of the guerrilla general.
"Your Majesty the Imperial Envoy, are those people unwilling to submit to the imperial court?"
The guerrilla general asked curiously when he saw that He Ping'an was unharmed and rushed back so quickly.
He must have not even dared to go up the mountain. He wandered around the foot of the mountain and then came back to pay... The guerrilla general thought to himself.
"Fortunately, Black Wind Village has agreed to submit to the imperial court."
"In seven days, we will march directly from Chuzhou and advance to southern Xinjiang!"
He Ping'an said calmly.
"What?"
The guerrilla general's eyes almost fell out. He couldn't believe what He Pingan said.
He Ping'an actually completed this impossible task in two hours of going back and forth.
And unscathed.
How can this be?
But the look on his face when he looked at the presence of the old god He Ping'an seemed to explain everything.
"Sir, can you let me take a look at the recruitment letter?"
the guerrilla general asked cautiously.
"I can only take a look at it."
He Ping'an said with a smile, and took out the recruitment book from his arms. He saw three crooked horizontal lines drawn in the lower corner of the recruitment book.
"hiss......"
The guerrilla general took a breath. He was from the local government in Chuzhou, so he naturally knew that Zhang San couldn't read. If he could write, he would just draw three crooked horizontal lines.
It's exactly the same as the words on the recruitment book.
"My lord is awesome!"
The guerrilla general was convinced by He Pingan and said sincerely.
"Okay, let's go quickly, I have to go back to Xuanyang to resume my life!"
He Pingan smiled and then took the lead and left.
Everyone took the order, quickly grabbed the horse's belly, and rode away.
.......
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