Huamo

I won Dahua, and I will definitely help General Wu Ning win the overlord of the grassland. "Jin Ting said.

"Brother Jin keeps his word, I can trust it," Wen Er said, "I wonder how many masters Brother Jin has under his command?"

"No more than a hundred people, it's really weak, but if General Wu Ning can help me get rid of the army, for the masters in the palace, Jin's men are enough."

"I don't know how brother Jin can help me after this is done?" Wu Ning narrowed his eyes.

"The Gongsun dynasty has long been riddled with holes. Jin has heard that some of the troops have been disloyal. At that time, there will be soldiers and horses who will surrender," Jin Ting said; "After I take power, I will help the general with the same number of soldiers and horses." , plus Dahua’s grass and food—according to the general’s needs.”

"The Dahua regime is corrupt, but there is so much food?" Wen Er raised his eyebrows.

"North China is probably average, but the south of the Yangtze River is rich and prosperous, the general should know about it?"

Wen Er nodded, and said: "There is one more thing, I hope Brother Jin can help after the matter is completed."

"What is it?"

"There is a poison in Dahua Palace called Glauber's Salt. If Brother Jin is unified, I hope you can give me some."

"Inevitable!" Jin Ting readily agreed, and then frowned slightly: "What Jin is worried about right now is that the [-] troops may..."

"Brother Jin, don't worry, I'll take care of it myself." Wu Ning said, "But in order to make Chalan not suspicious, you have to restrain yourself. I'm afraid you won't be able to capture all the places Brother Jin wants, but don't worry, you can wait until later." The mutiny will take all of Brother Jin, and I will not occupy the south of Xiangshu Pass!"

Hearing his lightning plan, Jin Ting felt a little puzzled in his heart, wondering if this young general would have enough self to bring down Chalan.After reading this, he said: "Rong Jin said something, when General Wu Ning wants to win the hegemony of the grassland."

Wen Er's smile deepened: "I have made all preparations, and I have prepared all my troops. I only wait for the east wind, and brother Jin is that east wind." At the end he continued: "After brother Jin captures Dahua, I will lead my troops to fight against the enemy. One hit is enough."

Jin Ting frowned: "Chalan has 20 troops, does General Wu Ning have enough troops?"

"Among the 20 soldiers and horses, including the [-] in the north, they were all brought by the Wu Ning family," Wen Er said, with a strange flash in his blue eyes: "As for the other soldiers and horses, Brother Jin would like to know Where did it come from?"

Seeing that secretive and weird smile, even Ru Jinting couldn't help but tremble in his heart.He nodded, and then saw Wen Er clapping his hands, and an old woman with silver hair walked out from behind the huge eagle brocade in the felt tent.

The old woman was wrinkled, with a high forehead, white skin, a pair of blue eyes looking at Jin Ting, showing almost missing teeth, she looked creepy.She is leaning on a cane, which is inlaid with a blue agate with a beautiful expression, which reflects the old but vigorous face, and also reflects the confusing writing of the Huns on the felt wall.

Wen Er went up to support her, and at the same time said to Jin Ting: "This is Wu Ning's witch Qian Po."

Jin Ting was a little hairy from the old woman's stare, but he still politely stepped forward and said, "Wu Ning is originally from the Wugu clan, and Jin has heard about it for a long time. Could it be that the soldiers and horses that the general said came from here?"

The old lady Qian laughed, revealing her missing teeth: "Would Hero Jin be interested in going to have a look with the old woman?"

"... What are you looking at?"

"It's what brother Jin called 'soldiers and horses'."

There is a poem in ancient times:

The witch poured wine and the clouds filled the sky, and the jade stove burned incense.

The ghosts of Sea God Mountain come to the seat, and the paper money rustles in the whirlwind.

The theory of gods and ghosts has always been a closely guarded topic from the common people up to the real dragon emperor. The Jin court never believed in ghosts and gods, nor did they believe in witchcraft. When he was walking towards the southern part of the deep grassland under the sky, he suddenly felt a little inexplicable fear.

Human beings are born with infinite fear of the unknown, even if he is Jin Ting who wants to dominate the world.

In the Yongqun Valley, in the southeast of the grassland, on the tidal flat near the sea, there is a narrow passage that is sunken down.Jin Ting didn't know where the two of them were going to take him. He only knew that besides finding out, he had no choice but to choose the barren and pitiful [-] soldiers to block the possibility of attacking Dahua Imperial City.

"Brother Jin can dismount now."

Listening to his words, Jin Ting dismounted and looked at the dark surroundings suspiciously.

Just when he was about to ask a question, he suddenly saw the blue agate on Qian Po's walking stick light up strangely, and murmured and depressed spells flowed out, like water dripping from a rock wall spreading to the surrounding air.Immediately afterwards, a light blue halo suddenly ignited, gradually illuminating the scene in front of him, and accompanied by the howling wind in the Yongqun Valley, the vast area hidden underground surfaced.

The spell stopped abruptly, just like the cough of an old man and the roughness of the impact of the utensils, the group of corpse soldiers standing at the bottom of the valley appeared in Jinting's field of vision.

It was as neat and meticulous as a swarm of ants, completely different from the living army he had seen.How quiet they are, how disciplined they are, how good soldiers they are, mechanical, unconscious, manipulative, inherently frightening, and infinite in life.

Jin Ting stared at the group of corpse soldiers stiffly, suddenly vigilant in his heart, for fear that these two people would also turn him into one of them.

"Every corpse soldier has to exhaust its energy," Wen Er said in a timely manner, with a calm tone: "The time has come, although it is not much, but we can't wait any longer, so if Brother Jin wins the throne, please use Dahua Soldiers and horses, help me."

Jin Ting looked at these corpse soldiers who were extremely quiet under Qian Po's control, and looked at Wen Er silently.

The other party laughed and said, "I know what brother Jin is thinking. It is not easy to control this corpse soldier. You can imagine how much strength Qian Po will consume at one time. If it is easy to control, why should I wait until today? If it is easy , I am afraid that when Chalan seized power, I would have already used these to compete with him, and I would not give him a chance to become king."

"If Jin Heroes don't want to, then use the [-] soldiers and horses given by Chalan to attack Dahua." A hoarse voice sounded, but I saw Qianpo leaning on the old tree and looking at Jinting meaningfully.

Silently, Jin Ting looked at the group of corpse soldiers, as if seeing the thousand-echo scenery after dominating the rivers and mountains, as if he saw Haoran on the top of the imperial city—his ambition that had been ignited 20 years ago, as if The blazing flames raged wildly, devouring the indelible desire and greed.

"It's a word."

April [-]th of the year Tianchang

Meng Luo, the king of the Western Regions, raised troops to harass the western city of Dahua, and Chu Lu, the general who protected the country, immediately sent troops to fight, and the two armies faced each other at the Chiguaer River.

The mountains and rain in the east are about to come, but Yangguan City, which is adjacent to Fengyu City, is still calm and peaceful under Meng Luo's management. There was still an endless stream of merchants, and the hawking never stopped.

"lululu"

"drive--"

"Let one let go, let one let go!"

A Central Plains-style carriage rushed into Yangguan City like a gust of wind, throwing up yellow sand all over the sky. The people in the market were frightened and ran away in two rows, pointing at the dusty carriage.

The wind and dust blew the curtain of the carriage, and the frail man in the carriage was pale, his lips were chapped and bleeding, his beautiful eyes were slightly concealed, and he was dying, as if every breath needed to be exhausted.

He held the lifelike little wooden doll weakly, his absent-minded and empty gaze fell on the little wooden doll motionlessly, the corners of his eyes were wet unconsciously, and despite the tears of pain and despair falling from the sockets, he could not utter a whimper.

"Hold on, sir! We'll be there soon!" Mo Qiaozhi frantically drove the carriage to Prince He's Mansion with all his strength, just wanting to hurry up.

Today happened to be the tenth day, the limit of iris poison.

"Call-"

The carriage suddenly stopped in front of Prince He's mansion, and Mo Qiao jumped down and yelled: "Master!! Master come out quickly!!"

"What are you doing!"

The soldiers guarding the palace immediately surrounded and pointed their weapons at the middle-aged uncle who suddenly appeared.

"Get out of the way!!" Mo Qiao's face was full of anger, and with a wave of his sleeve, he sent the soldiers flying several steps away.

"Okay! Come on, brothers!!"

As if meeting an assassin, the soldier immediately formed a siege. Just as the battle was unfolding, a low and gentle voice stopped the tension between the two sides.

"Go back."

"Yes, my lord." A group of soldiers retreated one after another.

Mo Qiaozhi burst into tears when he saw Lian Heng, and before Lian Heng could speak, he pulled Lian Heng to the front of the carriage, choked up and said, "Master, sir...he came to look for you."

"Is Huaiyang still self-willed and not coming out~" Lian Heng laughed fondly.

The moment he lifted the curtain of the car, he realized what it means to lose all hope and why life is better than death. The man in front of him looked like a cold corpse, lifeless. If it wasn't for the wet corners of his eyes, he really thought that Huai Yang had already died. leave him.

Lian Heng felt chills all over his body in an instant, his complexion turned pale, and subconsciously yelled hysterically: "Huaiyang!!!"

The corners of his eyes were scarlet, and his veins were bulging. He roared hoarsely and immediately picked up Yunli who had passed out in the carriage, like a headless chicken who didn't know where to go.

"Young master! Hurry up!" Mo Qiaozhi remained calm and led Lian Heng into the palace.

"Huaiyang, don't be afraid, I'm here, don't be afraid..." Lian Heng kept comforting with trembling lips, and stumbled into the palace, "You guys go into the palace and catch all the imperial doctors and witch doctors!! Give me Capture all the doctors in Yangguan City!! Immediately!!"

Lian Heng's angry roar resounded throughout the palace, and his trembling voice revealed his helplessness and despair.

There were more than a dozen imperial physicians making diagnosis and treatment inside, and Lian Heng, who was staying in the outer room, paced restlessly, and finally