Hanling City, outside the city
After a whole day's journey, the slave convoy finally arrived outside Hanling City in the early morning, and then began to set up camp day and night. After a whole night's work, a slave camp that has begun to take shape has been set up. After everything was done, the exhausted slaves were able to return to the camp to rest and catch their breath.
Although Qiye was very tired, he never stopped looking for opportunities to escape throughout the night. However, the camp was surrounded by heavy soldiers and there was no way to escape...
In the blink of an eye, as the moon sank and the morning light faded, Wolf Guard immediately set off to gallop towards the city lord's palace. When he arrived in front of the palace, he jumped off his horse, walked as steadily as the wind, walked through the many palace doors, and arrived at the city lord's palace.
"For your information, Lord of the City, the last general, Lang Bingwei, has led 40,000 slaves to return!" Lang Bingwei saluted respectfully.
"General Wolf, no courtesy. It's been a hard journey... This time, the city lord has urgently dispatched 40,000 slaves. The reason must be clear to the general. In a few days, the city lord will lead an army of 70,000 to Xiaochi Town. Joined General Xiahou and formed an allied force with Shui Lianggong's 100,000 troops, heading to the Far East..." Han Qi sat in the main hall and briefly narrated.
"The general also knows that if all the 40,000 slaves transferred this time can contribute a little to the city lord's treasure hunt plan, it will be considered a blessing for them. The general will definitely give his all to the city lord's treasure hunt. Go all out!" Langbei said humbly.
"Hahaha... If this city lord can get the thousand-year treasure this time, he will definitely live up to General Wolf's loyalty." Han Qi said with a cheerful smile in a good mood.
Seeing that Han Qi was so satisfied with his flattery, a cold smile flashed across Wolfbei's face. However, Liu Bingwei on the side of the main hall had a somewhat displeased face. Seeing Han Qi being so happy being blown away by Wolf Bingwei at this time, he was not willing to be outdone and said:
"Your Majesty the City Lord's treasure hunting trip is full of difficulties. The general is willing to be by your side to ensure your safety."
"Hahaha... Okay, okay! The city lord is very touched by the two generals' loyalty to the city lord. I believe that with the full help of the two generals, the city lord will definitely be able to find the thousand-year treasure this time. I will definitely not find it by then. I'm sorry to you two." Han Qi happily agreed.
"Thank you, City Lord!" Langbei and Liubei knelt down to thank each other, saying in unison, with a hint of competition in each other's eyes.
"This time, 40,000 slaves will be mixed into the 70,000-strong army in the city. The specific mixing work will be carried out by General Wolf. The arsenal has the remaining armor and weapons from the battlefield over the years. Go and get them to equip the slave camp. Just train them in these days and try to look like an army. In this way, the city can free up 40,000 elite soldiers to stay in the city, so that the city lord can go to the Far East with confidence." Han Qi returned to the topic.
"General, I obey your order!" Wolf Guards respectfully accepted the order.
"This trip to the Far East is extremely dangerous. Please make adequate preparations, two generals. If nothing happens, just go down and prepare..." Han Qi urged again.
"Yes, I'll take my leave." The two of them respectfully exited the hall, looked at each other with hostility, and then left. As for the grievances between Wolfbei and Yanagi, it's naturally a long story...
Wolfbei went to the arsenal to receive a hundred carts of obsolete armor and weapons, then quickly returned to the slave camp outside the city and began to mix and train.
At noon, a long and resonant horn sound woke up the slaves who were resting. The slaves walked out of the camp sleepily and gathered in the open space in the slave camp. Qiye also dragged his tired and sore body to the open space. At this moment, Wolf Guard was already standing on the military podium in the field.
"This time, the Lord of the City urgently summoned everyone. There is a big thing for everyone to complete. If you can complete it, the Lord of the City will definitely reward you, and it is not impossible to remove you from your status as slaves. In order to allow everyone to After successfully completing this matter, you will undergo strict training from today on. Come, please distribute the weapons and armor first, and then conduct separate training in formation." Wolfbei immediately arranged after a brief explanation.
And when they heard that "they can be exempted from their status as slaves," many slaves showed enthusiastic joy on their faces. Although Langbei's words were harsh, they sounded like the sound of nature in the ears of the slaves.
"Distribute weapons?!" Qiye looked shocked in disbelief. Although he was a little surprised when he heard the previous sentence, the last sentence shocked Qiye: As we all know, slaves are not allowed to carry weapons, let alone like today. The rulers took the initiative to distribute weapons.
"What exactly are we going to do?" Qiye wondered uneasily...
The Wolf Guard on the military command platform refused to comment or explain. The slaves were equally surprised and confused. Before they understood what was happening, they were arranged to line up one by one to receive weapons and armor.
"I'm going to kill you!" A slave man who was the first to receive a sword picked up the sword and rushed to the wolf guard with a lunge without warning, just as he was about to chop it down. Langbei ducked out of the way and slashed out of thin air without moving. The slave man's blood spurted out and his head fell to the ground.
"Is there anyone else who wants to give it a try?" Langbei asked coldly while wiping his bloody palms. The cold light glanced around, everyone was frightened, and no one dared to make eye contact with him. After such a bloody end, when the rusty weapons were distributed to the slaves, no one dared to resist and fight. After all, slaves are just ordinary people. Even if they hold weapons, they are not as good as a spiritual cultivator who can ride a thousand horses.
What Qiye received was a small, rusty armor with a few peeling off parts. The dust accumulated over the years on the guard armor can hardly cover up the mottled dark red blood stains. At a glance, it is obvious that it must have been peeled off from a young soldier who died in the battle when cleaning the battlefield. And then it was kept in the warehouse for who knows how long. Now It was transferred to Qiye's hands.
Looking at this bloody armor that had once carried life, Qiye felt heavy. As for weapons, Qiye was not given out because he was really young. At the same time, he was also included in the logistics support of the march and the kitchen camp: to help with cooking.
In the following time, Qiye carefully polished the rusty iron pieces on the armor, and found bamboo pieces to make up for the missing parts. Just like this, a tattered and old armor was restored in Qiye's hands. It became whole again, but the old blood stains still remained on it.
After putting on the armor, Qiye came to the kitchen camp, where it was like a steamy and busy scene.
At the door of the kitchen camp, a fat cook with a fat head and a fat face was lying leisurely on a horse stool, with his legs crossed and a straw stick in his mouth. He closed his eyes and hummed "Eeyeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeey!" Nonsensical tone. Qiye walked forward carefully and respectfully, and said in a trembling voice:
"Sir, this little slave is a helper who was just assigned to the kitchen camp today. If you have something to do in the future, please give me more instructions..." Qiye bowed smoothly and waited quietly.
"What's your name?" the head cook asked lazily, without opening his eyes.
"Sir, the slave's name is 'Ah Qi'" Qiye replied habitually. As for whether his name is true or not, Qiye believes that no one in this slave camp would care about a slave's real name.
"Ah Qi... Well, from now on, you will be responsible for chopping wood and lighting the fire, do you understand?" the chief cook ordered after opening his eyes slightly and glancing at Qiyehou.
"Yes, little slave, I obey!" Qiye knelt down and kowtowed.
So, Qiye started working as a handyman in the barracks kitchen. Every morning, when the mist still lingers and everything is quiet, Qiye carries a hatchet on his waist and follows several kitchen servants to chop firewood in the nearby woods outside the camp. There are also several cavalrymen responsible for supervision. Now after half a year of diligent practice in Qiye, Yingbu has broken through the threshold and reached the "Lingbu, Xiaocheng" stage. The "Junior Second Stage" strength can slip out ten meters at full strength, but he can't hold on for too long, so he wants to take advantage of the opportunity to go out. If you run away while chopping firewood, you may be overtaken by the cavalry before you run a hundred meters. After carefully analyzing the possibility of success, Qiye suppressed his temper and continued to chop wood.
In another wasteland outside the city wall, tens of thousands of people were constantly practicing in the dark. Every slave put on armor, held weapons, and stood in order, looking like a real army.
After a few days of such day-and-night training, the call for assembly sounded again in the slave camp. Finally, Han Qi was ready to start, and the army set off. The 40,000 slave soldiers who were briefly trained were organized into the forward teams such as the sharp knife battalion, heavy ax battalion, and spear battalion, while the kitchen battalion where Qiye was located was at the back of the team. The kitchen battalion packed hundreds of thousands of cooking tools and food supplies. cart.
After being fully equipped, Han Qi led an army of 70,000 men and marched toward Xiaochi Town in southern Xinjiang. Qiye, wearing a bodyguard and a hatchet on his waist, followed the side of the kitchen camp horse. Although he didn't know where he was going, Qiye felt his breathing tremble and his sweat and hair became cold when he thought about the dangers he would encounter. Although the road ahead is so dangerous and uncertain, Qiye is not willing to take the risk and try to escape easily when he is not 100% sure that he can escape successfully, because once he fails, there will be no second chance.
"Wait, wait, wait..." Qiye kept telling himself in his mind that there were many powerful officers and generals in the marching team. Looking at the majestic warriors in the team, it is really a bit fanciful to think of escaping under the eyes of so many strong men with my weak strength in the second level.
After four days of marching, Han Qi finally arrived at Xiaochi Town. At this moment, Shui Lianggong's 100,000-strong army of Shuiyou City has also been waiting outside Xiaochi Town for many days. After Han Banner's 70,000 troops joined Xia Houfeng's 30,000 troops guarding Xiaochi Town, the 200,000 troops on both sides were ready.
In the front camp of the army, Han Qi and Shui Lianggong made an agreement with each other: Both parties further determined the distribution of this trip to the Far East to find the thousand-year treasure: Han Qi six, Shui Lianggong four. In this way, a huge treasure hunting team formed an alliance and began a massive treasure hunting journey.
In order to prevent Shuilianggong from taking advantage of the weakness of the troops in his city to attack or from other cities sending troops to attack, Han Qi ordered 40,000 elite soldiers in the city: 10,000 soldiers were led by General Xia Houfeng to guard the gates of various areas, and 30,000 soldiers were left by General Baffa to guard Han. Lingcheng is ready for reinforcements. He led Langbei and Liubei closely to the far east. He was full of confidence and high ambition for this unknown treasure hunt.
