Chapter 578: Qingshan Chengjun
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Jun Jiuling
- Xi Xing
- 1385 characters
- 2021-02-11 01:20:27
The horn of the horn whispered in the mountain village.
The villagers who used to laugh at the fire, or who were busy cooking and cooking, were instantly stunned, but they all reacted in the next moment.
"large!"
"It's big!"
Everyone showed a surprised look.
This is different from the sound of the previous scorpion. This is the assembly of the army. This is the size of the enemy. Many young children have not responded.
They have been taught to know the meaning of the various horn scorpion flags, but it is still the first time to actually hear this squad.
For those elderly people, it has not been heard for a long time.
I was standing on the road with my new iron feet and a bundle of iron feet, and the body began to tremble slowly.
He violently threw the firewood out.
"kill the enemy!" he shouted, "kill the enemy!"
The man rushed to the trombone and stumbled at first, then the speed was getting faster and faster.
Finally everyone reacted, the men put on their shoes, the women poured water into the charcoal pot, and the children dropped the stone toys in their hands.
Everyone ran out, except for the horn, the line of sight and the red flag waving, pointing the villagers in one direction.
That direction is no longer the entrance to the village, but the foot of the mountain.
The villagers quickly gathered at the foot of the mountain, where Yang Jing stood and watched the villagers who formed the following teams at the foot of the mountain.
Although the young and old women are high and low, the queue looks a bit funny, but no one laughs, no one moves, they stand steadily, like a pole shot, with a chill of the forest.
The horn stopped and Yang Jing waved.
"Open the library," he shouted.
Several men stepped forward and hugged a huge rock, and the sound of the rock was turned.
As it turned, the steep mountain wall squeaked and the earth and stone rolled apart to reveal a hole.
"War, armor!" Yang Jing said quietly.
If Miss Jun Lei Zhonglian and others are still here, they will be very surprised.
I have only known that their weapons are hidden under the big bluestone at the entrance of the village. I did not expect that there was a weaponry at the foot of the mountain.
The villagers stepped in and Yang Jing had already picked up the torches and illuminated the entire cave.
The cave was wide, and there were many things piled up in the high and low, covered with a piece of felt cloth. At this time, the felt cloth was being torn apart by several men. The first purpose was a piece of armor.
The outside gongs and drums were closely ringing, and the villagers lined up quietly to pick up the armor, put on the armor and went to another place, where the felt cloth was removed under the felt cloth.
They talked about the order, took the saber's spear lock sword, and carried the shield on the back, and the movements flowed smoothly and squirted out.
As the villagers who came out of the village came out, there were sounds of counts and sounds outside.
"A team reported."
"ten."
"nine."
"Eight……"
"One."
"A team is finished, running forward, the village entrance."
One after another, one team followed by one team, the villagers wearing armor with weapons were more tidy and heavy, and they trembled throughout the mountain village.
Under the big tree at the entrance to the village, a horse has been assembled, and the horses have all been draped, waiting in a quiet queue.
Xia Yong stood on the big bluestone. He was already wearing armor and his hat almost covered his face. This made him look serious and not gentle in the past.
The villagers running over quietly stood in front of him and stood in front of him. After a dense drum test, the drums stopped.
"The whole team reported." Xia Yong shouted.
His voice fell, and the villagers standing in front of him stood in a loud voice.
"One member arrived."
"The whole staff arrived."
"All three members arrived."
"All four members arrived."
"The female camp is full."
The sound of the village was restored to silence again, and Xia Yong glanced over them and looked ahead.
"Welcome the flag." He said quietly.
The villagers who stood up turned their heads and looked at it. Just in the direction of their rush, Yang Jing took a big step with seven or eight people.
These people pulled three cars, and the armor was not as strict as they were. The car was covered with things covered with felt cloth. It looked heavy and walked on the road to make a deep trace.
In addition to the car, Yang Jing held an unexpanded flag in his hand.
In the near future, Yang Jing stood at the foot and raised the flag in his hand.
This is a red flag. With the wave, the blue dragon and white tiger sylvestus Xuanwu's paintings are tumbling, and the three golden characters are exposed in the middle.
"Watch the flag!"
"Watch the flag!"
The village suddenly burst into cheers.
Looking at the gale of the mountain, the flag was blowing, and the voice of Zhao Hanqing standing on the mountain road was bright.
"Mom, I am going," she shouted.
Xiao Zhi took a look at her.
Zhao Hanqing wore a red cotton armor, and the cover on his face was replaced with red, an unprecedented spirit.
"Fortunately, it is appropriate to modify it." Xiao Zhi smiled.
"Oh, mother." Zhao Hanqing shouted in a hurry. "Xia Ershu, they are leaving, the military regulations are late to beheaded."
Xiao Zhi smiled and patted her.
"Go," she said.
Zhao Hanqing smiled and bent, hugged Xiao Zhi and turned and strode down the hill.
"Take care of my lady, don't be lazy." Liu Er shouted in a hurry. "Don't grab something my lady is eating."
Zhao Han Qingtou did not return, like a red cloud flying on the mountain road.
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The horses and horses stopped on the road, and a faint controversy came from the front.
Mrs. Yu picked up the curtain and frowned slightly.
Building a building,
she cried.
What happened?
Liang Chengdong came back with a slight redness.
"Madam, they are going in the wrong direction," he said.
"My direction is correct." Miss Jun said later. "From here, there is a path that can pass through Zhendingfu to Hebei West Road."
"Are you passing?" Liang Chengdong asked.
Miss Jun shook her head.
No,
she said.
Why didn't you decide so? Liang Chengdong blinked.
"Okay, listen to Miss Jun." said Mrs. Yu.
Why? Liang Chengdong blinked and said something, Miss Jun suddenly screamed at him.
what? Liang Chengdong frowned, and suddenly raised his ears.
There is a faint vibration on the ground, which is a sign of a large number of people.
Is there an army passing by?
At this time, the transfer of the North Terracotta Warriors is normal, but it is also likely to be an abnormal transfer.
Although the wife’s trip was confidential, she was robbed in succession. It was obvious that the news had been leaked. The number of people who wanted to stop the lady was too much, and the wife’s significance to the founding father was also extraordinary.
If the lady dies on the road, the country will be greatly affected.
Now, these military officers in the North are not credible except for a few.
Liang Chengdong’s look is tense
The vibration on the ground is getting bigger and bigger, and a group of people are also appearing in the line of sight.
First of all, the purpose is to armor, it is really an officer, Liang Chengdong thought, do not know which way? He narrowed his eyes and watched the crowd getting closer and closer, and a big banner in the team fell into sight.
Qing... mountain... army.
Qingshan Army?
What is this army? Hebei Road has never heard of it.
The girl around me made a short whisper, Liang Chengdong looked at the past with amazement, and the girl who had a fascinating look and arbitrarily changed her face.
In the cold wind of the twelfth lunar month, the strict warriors of the armor were smashing, and a red flag fluttered in the wind above their heads, and the golden characters were shining under the sun.
Qingshan Army.
Qingshan Army.
Miss Jun has tears in her eyes.
This is the origin of Master's body.
Qingshan, into the army.
Second, it was postponed until two in the afternoon. I moved to the house first.
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