Chapter 42: How many people are you bringing?

After the system issued the notice, Zhou Yang assigned the task. Every time the supermarket discounted in the urban area, it was overcrowded. The first time the Wanjie Building was discounted, I was afraid that many people came.
Zhou Yang is responsible for the front desk of Wanjielou. Buoma is responsible for the first floor. He can take care of it at any time. Gao is responsible for the second floor.
"Uncle Shi is the Wanjie Building, and this is the owner of the Wanjie Building." After a while, the front desk of Wanjie Building, Zhou Yang saw Yue Buqun with an old man and walked in.
The old man has a white hair, a face like a baby boy, dressed in white, a fairy-skinned bone, a pair of eyes that look, exudes a sharp gaze.
"The shop owner, this is my uncle, the wind is clear." Yue Buqun said carefully, who knows that the owner of the bird is not a bird his uncle?
"Name: Feng Qingyang.
Identity: Swordsman, the founder of the solitary sword.

"I have seen the wind predecessors." Zhou Yang arched.
"I have seen, the owner." Feng Qingyang looked around, slightly excited, actually there are three thousand worlds.
Do you know the invincible loneliness in the world?
Do you know that there is no one in the world, is the loneliness of your own enemy?
There is no one in the world, can you let the pain of a sword?
Originally, I lived in the top of Huashan Mountain. I was dissatisfied with the head of Yue Buqun Huashan School. I was stuck in the bottleneck of the late Tiantian, and I have been stuck for five years. But recently, I don’t know what to open, and break through two small ones. realm.
I couldn’t help but ask for it. When Yue Buqun found that there was such a bull-forced master in the martial art, he was naturally ecstatic, and the name of the wind and the Qing Dynasty naturally heard that when the swordsmanship split, there was The master, then, due to the invasion of the magical religion, the lost Huashan heritage, the wind Qingyang naturally knows.
Uncle Shi eats meat, he can always drink a soup on the side, but unfortunately, Feng Qingyang has not come to Wanjielou, and he wants to enter and can't come in. At this time, Yue Buqun heard the discount of Wanjielou. I brought my uncle to come over.
Looking at the wind and the expression of excitement, Zhou Yang can also guess one or two, master lonely? He will not be lonely for a while.
He is a master in Swordsman, but in other worlds, he can only be a first-class level.
With the arrival of Yue Buqun, there are more and more people, and for a while, Wanjielou has come in hundreds of people, and they are gathered together in twos and threes.
"Zhu Yuzheng, how is your army assembled?" Song Gaozong Zhao, after visiting a circle of Wanjielou, found that Chongzhen Emperor Zhu Youzhen also wandered around and strode past.
Now, they just look at their favorite treasures, remember where they are, when they trade, they can get it right away, not being robbed by others.
For Tiandao merit, they are still not very clear about what is still waiting for Zhou Yang to explain, if you buy a treasure of thousands of value points, you can save hundreds of value points.
Taking advantage of this leisurely time, it is better to have more "communication" with the Chongzhen Emperor Zhu.
Although the eight people formed the Eight-Power Allied Forces, it does not mean that the two have no contradictions. This contradiction is much smaller than the hostile forces that have destroyed the country. However, there is a chance to laugh at the two emperors of Chongzhen, Song Gaozong. Zhao structure will not miss it.
"Not much, adjust a million Guan Ning iron rides using firearms." Chongzhen Emperor Zhu Yuzheng, faint, "I think you don't know what a firearm is, but it doesn't matter, when you fight, you will send 100 Three-eyed gods."
"Oh, I will wait and see, I don't know the generals of my dynasty, the 30,000-year-old army led by Yue Pengju, whether or not your Guanning iron ride is very powerful." Song Gaozong Zhao Zhe, slightly proud, "Of course, how can you only draw three? Wan Yue Jiajun, as well as Han Shizhong, Wu Hao, Zhang Jun and other generals, and from the ban, transferred 70,000 elite troops."
"A total of 100,000 troops, how do you feel?" Song Gaozong Zhao, a sincere look at the Chongzhen Emperor Zhu Youzhen, but a smile in his eyes.
100,000 army, dumbfounded, a king of the country, can you get 50,000 old and weak soldiers?
"Well, the 100,000-strong army is a bit less, and now it’s only a thousand thousand troops. After two days, it’s okay to make a 200,000."
Ming Wuzong, Zhengde Emperor Zhu Houzhao was a bit domineering. He came to Wanjielou and wore a golden armor. He was expecting and excited about the upcoming war.
"Yue Fei, I have heard of this person, it is indeed a great and loyal general." Song Taizong Zhao Guangyi, Longxinghubu, also came over from the side and appreciated, "I don't know how Yang Jiajun and your army think. However, I am afraid that I can’t match it, and I have taken away 200,000 banned troops."
Song Taizong Zhao Guangwei is full of confidence. He is the second emperor of the Great Song Dynasty. Many of the army in the country are soldiers who have been drawn from various countries. Apart from the Yang family, he has taken away 200,000 banned troops. He is sure. The number of troops under his command is definitely one of the best in the Eight-Power Allied Forces.
You can't lose your face in front of these younger generations.
These emperors are surrounded by each other, naturally attracting the attention of many people.
"These emperors, what are they doing?" A wealthy merchant from the Tang Dynasty looked at all around curiously, hoping someone could know.
"What happened? I don't know. It seems that after I went back, I will be promoted to the Grand Marshal of the march, and the banned army will be stationed outside Lin'an City."
"Oh? We are also, I listened to me and said, Your Majesty is in the imperial court, and it is also a decree, so that within five days, you can reach the army of Shuntianfu, all gathered."
"Fuck! It won't be a battle between Daming and the Great Song Dynasty." They naturally contradicted the big and big Songs at the auction.
"It shouldn't be." The Song people were a little embarrassed. A gold country was ruining them into dogs, and they had to fight with the army of Daming. It was not directly dead.
"I don't think so." An official from Daming wiped the sweat from his head. Da Ming's side suffered a lot. Moreover, the domestic agricultural-civil-moving-chaos is even more numerous. Fighting, this is not a mess.
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Seeing that several other emperors were gathered together, and the face of the hesitant Ming Yingzong Zhu Xizhen also went forward, some silence, the only one will be humbly, or a Wenchen, compared with Yue Fei and Yang’s masters. A little bit worse on the natural, a little regret in my heart, agree with the advice of the Chongzhen Emperor Zhu Yuzhen.
However, Jinkou Yuyan said that if he repented in front of the seven emperors, his reputation would stink into the universe.
"Well, then, the army of the shackles may be the most, not much more than 500,000 troops." Song Huizong Zhao Wei, walked over and smiled.
"Mom, it’s so embarrassing! You are not afraid, the 500,000 army is not even ranked in the queue." Several emperors of the Ming Dynasty slightly despised, and several emperors of the Song Dynasty also had some concerns, and 500,000 chaos went. Not only can't help, but it will also add chaos.
"You can rest assured that you have just recruited more than 100 warriors. Although there is no big general, the 500,000 army can still control it." Song Huizong Zhao Wei smiled.
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The six emperors chatted for a long time, and in the Wanjie Building, they looked for it. They did not find Ming Guangzong Zhu Changluo and Song Qinzong Zhao Heng. Several people could not help but change their face. The eight-nation coalition forces have not gathered together and will not Folded two ways.
"They two, one did a little more than a month, the emperor, one did a little more than a year, the emperor, the two will not hang up." Chongzhen emperor, look a little ugly, Song Qinzong's life and death, he does not care, but that Cheap father Ming Guangzong Zhu Changluo, he is still very respectful.
At that time, he and Song Gaozong Zhao Zhuang had contradictions, but they had strengthened themselves. They had already told him not to eat red pills, and to buy more treasures for physical fitness. Did he forget?
The other five emperors, their faces are not good-looking. After all, they have not left the division. They are directly lying on the two roads. It is unlucky. In case, when the attack is on the knees, the army is defeated. That is the shame to throw into the world of three thousand.
If someone sees them later, they will say, "Look, that is, the eight emperors, who formed the Eight-Power Allied Forces, died without killing the two emperors. Later, the six kingdoms joined together and did not do anything. Turning a barbarian, but being - - a bottom."
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