Money can really do whatever it wants

In the 14th year of Tianbao in the Tang Dynasty, An Lushan rebelled. Wherever it went, it was like a broken bamboo. It broke through Tongguan within a month, occupied Luoyang, and directed its soldiers at Tiance Mansion.

At this time, Emperor Li Longji of the Tang Dynasty fled with all the civil and military officials. Li Chengen, the commander of the Tiance Mansion and the hereditary British prince, was ordered to accompany him. The soldiers stayed behind.

Qin Mo sat on the horseback behind the little general, the hard armor made him very uncomfortable, especially the two long beards hanging down from the back of his head, touching his face one after another, making him feel uncomfortable. He was on the verge of sneezing every now and then.

It didn't feel good at all, but compared to these, the information he just learned about this world made him more uneasy. The more he knew, the more he frowned.

Even if he doesn't understand history, it's impossible for him not to know about Tianbao's 14-year Anshi Rebellion. Maybe he doesn't know the details, but at least he understands that this is the beginning of turmoil and the beginning of the decline of the Tang Dynasty.

If the last days are natural disasters, insignificant as human beings have no power to resist, then this is a military disaster, driven by human desires and desires.

Qin Mo doesn't like natural disasters or man-made disasters. Only those who have experienced troubled times will know the value of peace. He would rather spend his time growing mushrooms in Lu Xiaofeng's world than watch the bloodshed and sacrifices in troubled times.

Unfortunately, many things are not up to him.

The Captain Qin sitting in front of him is a cheerful and talkative person, and he seems to really regard him as a person from Chunyang Palace, and a righteous man who went north to fight against the Spike rebels. Long, very polite to him.

Some of the current situation and things that are not considered military secrets are not stingy to tell him.

Qin Mo probably had some ideas in his mind, and now that he knew a lot, he couldn't help being a little curious, "Aren't you worried?" He asked.

"What?" There was some doubt in the other party's voice.

"As you said, the Spike Army has hundreds of thousands of people, and you only have more than 100 people. No matter how brave you are in fighting, if one is against ten, this battle is destined to be lost." But this Qin There was not much gloom on the captain's face, not only him, but few of the more than [-] cavalry behind him were worried.

After hearing this sentence, Qin Shuang finally understood what he meant, and his laughter was carried by the wind to his ears. Qin Shuang said very boldly: "Worry about a bird, at most it will die, the head fell to the ground, and the bowl-sized scar , What kind of army is the ginseng that is afraid of death!"

There were echoes from all around, "That's right, at worst, he will be a hero again in 18 years!"

"Horse leather shroud, my wish!"

Of course, some people think they are farting.

"Military masters have ingenious calculations. General Yang's martial arts are the best in the world. With them in command, what is the Spike Army? They are not afraid of how many come!"

"Don't look at us only three thousand, but we are not human, we are wolves! Aww——"

"Ow, ooh, ooh—"

Hundreds of calls came and went, and the crows were startled, flapping their wings and soaring into the sky.

Not only Qin Mo, but even Ximen Chuuxue was faintly touched.

Just when their blood was hot, they shouted, "Who!" It was like a basin of cold water poured over their heads.

With a wave of Qin Shuang's hand, everyone reined in and stopped.

Lieutenant Qin coughed lightly and tensed; his face was serious and he said: "Qin Shuang, Lieutenant of Gunzi Battalion of Tiance Mansion, was ordered by the military division to go to Beiman Mountain to support General Yang. This is a warrant."

He bent down, took out something from his arms and handed it over.

After the other party confirmed that it was correct, he finally let them go. When they passed by, the man patted Qin Shuang's horse's neck, and suddenly said seriously: "You should call it like this, woo-woo--" He howled in a drawn-out voice, At the end, he said: "Awow is a dog, Aow is a wolf."

There was a loud laugh, Qin Shuang was young after all, with a thin skin, and his face was flushed, "Why are you laughing, let's go!" He lost all face.

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When they arrived at Beiman Mountain camp, the sky had completely darkened.

The burning torches dispersed the night and brought some warmth to Sen Han's armor.

Although Qin Mo is a layman, he can still see the dignified atmosphere and strict security in the camp.

Qin Shuang and the others completely lost the relaxed smile on the road, and everyone's face was serious.

The others were arranged to recuperate and rest. All the soldiers knew that the war was about to break out, and the next one was destined to be a bloody battle. If they could rest for a moment, no one knew whether they would still have the time to take a nap.

Qin Shuang and the three were led to the big tent of the Chinese army, and patrolling soldiers walked past them from time to time.

Qin Shuang whispered, "Are you nervous?"

Qin Mo turned his head to look at him, and the other party's forehead was sweating a little, showing that he was much more nervous than him.

Qin Shuang smiled awkwardly, he coughed lightly, approached him and said: "General Yang Ning is the head coach of Tiance Mansion, his marksmanship is as good as a god, unrivaled, he is the number one master in the mansion!" A light came out, "It is said that in the battle of Guangming Temple, General Yang Ning single-handedly defeated the four great Dharma Kings of the Ming Sect.

This is obviously a fan boy, or the kind who develops towards NC fans, Qin Mo fell silent.

On the other hand, Ximen Chuuxue, who had been silent all this time, suddenly became interested, and he said, "Number one expert?"

Qin Shuangmeng nodded, "General Yang Ning is extremely talented. It is said that when he was in his 20s, he was no longer his opponent even the Commander."

Ximen Chuuxue's eyes moved slightly. Although the opponent didn't use a sword, which is a bit of a pity, but being able to meet a master in another world, or the number one master, is already a worthwhile trip.

Of course, it would be even better if we could learn from each other.

It's a pity that Ximen Chuuxue's wish was not realized after all, because he and Qin Mo were stopped outside the tent of the Chinese army.

After thinking about it for a while, I can understand it. After all, a big war is coming, and Yang Ning is the main general commanding this war. Naturally, he should pay attention to safety.

When he understood, Qin Shuang still felt a little guilty. Before he went in, he whispered, "Two priests, don't worry, I will make it clear to the general that you have killed a pair of spike soldiers. The general will see you when he finds out."

After Qin Shuang finished speaking, he didn't dare to let the people inside stay for a long time, so he went in quickly.

Qin Mo and Ximen Chuuxue were left alone, as well as the soldiers who had been watching their side.

It's very uncomfortable to have such a seemingly invisible gaze with a sense of surveillance. Ximen Chuuxue is not used to this kind of environment, but he still endured it, and he said softly: "How did you plan?"

"Huh?" Qin Mo snorted an airy sound from his nose.

"The war will start, when will you leave?"

Qin Mo didn't give an answer right away, but was silent for a moment, and said, "Let's see."

Qin Shuang didn't stay inside for too long, and soon came out. When he came out, his eyes were bright and he had a happy smile on his face. When Qin Mo saw him, he knew that the people inside had agreed to see them.

When the curtain of the big tent was lifted, Qin Mo keenly smelled a faint, inconspicuous smell. He and Ximen Chuuxue looked at each other, and the other side nodded slightly. Qin Mo knew that he was not mistaken. It's medicinal.

It seems that the situation is worse than originally heard.

The tent is very spacious, and the layout is extremely simple. The most conspicuous thing is the huge topographic map hanging under the light.

Qin Mo just glanced at it hastily, and then focused on the only person in the tent.

It was a very mature man, standing over the age, with a tall and straight figure, but he had a pair of eyes that did not match his age, clear, sharp, full of vitality and light.

You can never associate him with all the darkness in the world, it seems that he himself represents absolute light and justice.

In a way, he is somewhat similar to Qingniao, except that Qingniao is clean and thorough like a child who has never experienced any filth, while this man is firm and bright without changing his original intention after going through thousands of sails.

Qin Mo would never be able to become such a person, but he admired such a man.

Seeing them, the man pushed away the file and stood up, making his figure look even more stalwart.

With a mellow voice and a faint smile, he asked, "Did you kill Ah Khan?"

Qin Mo raised his eyebrows, "Ah Khan?"

"Sirius Ashina is the number one archer under the ceremony seat. He is so bold that he brought a small team of people and dared to break into my Tiance Mansion. He is probably here to detect news. I would like to thank you two for making the move. Together, we eliminated a big enemy for my Tiance."

Qin Mo did not expect that the person he bumped into casually turned out to be a general in the Spike Army. He didn't know whether to say he was lucky or unlucky.

Qin Mo secretly breathed a sigh of relief, cupped his hands and said, "You are welcome, General."

Yang Ning waved his hand, "And Wei really helped a lot, but I don't know one thing."

His eyes flicked over the two people opposite him, and a sharp edge appeared between his brows, "My wife is a disciple of Chunyang Palace, so I still have a little understanding of the martial arts of the Chunyang lineage. One of you doesn't know martial arts, and the other The whole body is full of sword energy, but it is definitely not pure Yang martial arts, why pretend to be?"

There was silence in the big tent, only the beeping sound of burning oil lamps.

Qin Mo admired him a little bit, admired his composure and calmness.

He has clearly seen the abnormality, but he has always been calm and calm, and he talks casually without any panic. Such a person is either courageous, or self-confidence and his own strength, and Yang Ning obviously has both.

Once the people on the battlefield became majestic, the killing spirit could not be restrained. Although Qin Mo was shocked, he was not afraid. He was rude again and said apologetically: "We didn't say that I am a member of Chunyang Palace, but General Qin misunderstood him, the reason why he didn’t explain it was that he wanted to see the beauty of the Heavenly Spear, it was my fault, hope General Haihan.”

What he said was beautiful, that is, he explained the whole story, complimented the other party, and finally took the initiative to blame himself. From what he has seen so far, the other party is definitely a calm and upright person. Not now.

Sure enough, the other party didn't pursue the matter any further. They only asked their names, and they were taken to rest.

Qin Mo and Ximen Chuuxue shared the same tent, which is considered extremely high treatment. Of course, it would be even better if there were not a few pairs of eyes staring at this side all the time.

Ximen Chuuxue frowned, he was not used to this kind of encounter before, but this matter can't be solved directly with a sword, even a person with high martial arts skills can't stand up to thousands of troops, let alone this is someone else's On the ground, in the end, we can only endure.

Qin Mo naturally saw his rare anxiety and understood the reason. He took out the jade tablet and said, "Why don't you go back and stay?"

Ximen Chuuxue snorted coldly, and lay on the bed with all his clothes on. He said it was a bed, but it was actually just a wooden frame made up of several planks. Not only was it hard, it creaked when it moved a little.

The owner of Wanmei Villa, whose food and daily life are exquisite, has never experienced such suffering. He threw the thin quilt aside and turned over several times without falling asleep.

There was no incense, no warm pillow on the high bed, and more importantly, he didn't even take a bath.

Ximen Chuuxue sat up from the bed, and a swarthy beetle slowly crawled over from where he was lying.

Qin Mo, who was sleeping across from him, shook the jade tablet in his hand, closed his eyes and said slowly, "Do you want to come back?"

With a flash of white light, Ximen Chuuxue disappeared in place.

Qin Mo turned over, he couldn't fall asleep, and subconsciously touched the pillow. Without the furry, his fingers felt a little cold.

Sure enough, the temperature in this world is a bit low.

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General Yang Ning, my male god!Every time there is a bloody battle, I can't help but scold a dog and a man ╭(╯^╰)╮

Thank you Yintu Heiping for the landmines in his life~