The biography of Gu Qi, a poor girl

But Wang Hu didn't like Zhang Wenfang's behavior, and mocked: "If you are really a literati, you are afraid of your hands and feet, so you can't accomplish great things."

King Xiaoming fiddled with the Buddha string in his hand, holding a solemn Dharma face: "General Zhang is familiar with military books, and he is good at arranging troops, but he is a good hand in attacking cities and conquering land. It's just that scholars are inevitably weak in their actions."

"We are in charge of tens of thousands of rebels, so why use those heretical techniques to take down a few counties." Wang Hu disagreed.

King Xiaoming smiled lightly: "General Wang is a great talent, so it is different. The army will reach the mouth of the king of hell after ten miles. After hearing that the mouth of the king of hell is narrow and difficult to walk, the army and food may pass through the mouth of the king of hell safely. It's not easy."

"It's not difficult, just let the infantry go together in twos, and protect the food and grass front and back." Wang Hu said.

"What General Wang said is that food, horses, and weapons are the top priorities in the army, and ordinary soldiers may not be able to take care of them properly. I heard that there is an elite infantry in the Huwei Army that General Wang personally trained. The matter of mouth has to be arranged by General Lao Wang himself."

"It's just a trivial matter. Since King Xiaoming has spoken, we will leave this matter to our Tiger Mighty Army."

King Xiaoming put the intention of evasion on the bright side, Wang Hu didn't understand it, but in the end, he used to look down on the Baiyang Sect and other crooked ways that rely on pretending to recruit some useless victims of disasters to make things happen.

There are enough people to support, but none of them are needed. They are all garbage.Carrying food and grass is just a trivial matter, if you help, you will help, and save yourself from being dragged down by these people.

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"Qi Ye, the flock of sheep has entered the Tao."

Gu Qi stared at the narrow path down the mountain, and gestured behind him.

Huang Shanhai understood in his heart that Master Qi was going to let a flock of sheep go there first.

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The army moved forward slowly, and Wang Hu, who was riding behind a line of infantry, was a little impatient, so he recruited the guards with him and asked, "How long will it take to pass the mouth of the king of hell."

"General, it will take half an hour."

The mountain road here is only a few miles away from Yanwangkou, and it is enough time for a cup of tea on an ordinary journey. At present, tens of thousands of troops are marching, and there are 6 or [-] infantrymen alone. Finished, I didn't talk for half an hour.

Wang Hu glanced at the densely packed marching soldiers in ragged clothes and staggering steps, and said impatiently: "Don't worry about the new victims who entered the camp, let the fine guards escort the food and grass, and the iron cavalry will follow, let's go first."

"Yes." The guard nodded without further words.

Those victims were all captured along the way in Yubei, and some of them who were a little bit strong and healthy had already been picked up and sent to various combat camps. The arrow's meat shield doesn't matter how many people die.Waiting for the new city to be captured, and enough numbers can be captured, there is no need to slow down the journey for these soldiers.

In the rear, King Xiaoming watched Wang Hu adjust his marching team and led the elite soldiers of the Huwei Army to charge at the mouth of Hades regardless of the risks ahead, the corners of his mouth slightly curled up.

It is time for the situation in Yubei to change.

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"Whoosh!" A sharp arrow pierced through the fog barrier of the mountain stream and shot straight at the center of the team.

Wang Hu's instinctive sense of crisis in life and death suddenly made Wang Hu feel suffocated. He tightened the rein with one hand, and his thick and tall figure suddenly rushed forward.Immediately afterwards, a silver light grazed Wang Hu's shoulder blade, and shot into the chest of the guard on the right with flesh and blood.