Conquer the World

Chapter 123: My Home

After all, there is no answer to the speculation and argument of the Northwest. This is just one of Fang Jie's ideas that he thinks is closest to the facts. It may or may not be the same. But on this vast and devastated ground, there must be a magnificent story.

"There must be many, many other places in the world with the legacy of the last civilization."

Xiang Qingniu was brought into a very energetic fantasy by Fang Xie's speculation. In fact, men and women are the same. Sometimes they are immersed in their own fantasy and are particularly fascinated. They feel that the story they construct is particularly energetic. The only difference is that men fantasize about more **** things, while women fantasize about **** things.

"It should be there."

Fang Xie certainly agrees with such an idea: "The world at the time was as big as it is now. These clues can be found in the places where we live, but not necessarily elsewhere. For example, across the ocean, Oplu The rise of the empire is not necessarily related to these relics. "

Xiang Qingniu couldn't help but yearn, "If you can live in such a world, it will be an eye-opener."

Fang Xie shrugged. "It's nothing."

Xiang Qingniu froze, and then snorted, "You know what!"

Fang Jie wanted to say that I really knew something, but in the end I didn't say it.

"Compare."

Xiang Qingniu looked forward to sitting on a high **** looking at the sun that was about to fall below the horizon. This place is very suitable for camping.

He said: "Look, now I can use my practice to achieve short-distance flights, but this distance is really not long. But if you follow the civilization development method you said, I firmly believe that there can be a tool, Take someone to fly. And it can definitely reach a distance I can't imagine, believe it? "

Fang Jie nodded: "This must be believed."

Xiang Qingniu continued: "The current confrontation method is between practitioners, even if it is war, the initial confrontation method and the confrontation method that most affects the outcome belong to the practitioners. In that civilized way, the confrontation It ’s a tool. There may be a very strong thing that can carry people and carry things like muskets. So people can form an advantage in the air! "

Xiang Qingniu said: "Just think about it, let alone kill people, even a group of birds **** on top of you can't stand it."

Fang Xie was surprised by Xiang Qingniu's imagination. If this fat man had arrived in Fang Xie's previous life, he might be able to adapt to this new life in a few days. In fact, this is nothing, Fang Jie thought that when he first came to this world, it didn't take long to adapt. Humans may be relatively vulnerable animals, but human resilience is by no means the most vulnerable.

Fang Xie closed his eyes and wanted to make up for the picture of Xiang Qingniu sitting on the sofa watching TV.

But contrary to his expectations, he even thought of Xiang Qingniu holding a notebook and watching pornographic pictures ...

"Flying."

Wu Yidao sat on the side and thought: "In fact, people ’s flying dreams have never ended. This is the case for the practitioners, and so is the way of development. However, the power of the tool will definitely be stronger than the power of man himself in the future. And the speed is coming. It ’s unrealistic to think that one would fly to the moon by repairing it. But ... it would n’t be difficult to fly to the moon if he sat down with what Xiang Qingniu said before. Right. "

Fang Jie wanted to say how simple it is, but in the end he said nothing.

"It's almost Fan Gu."

Fang Xie looked at the map with the last ray of light when he fell in the sunset: "If we go well, we will reach Fan Gu in seven days. Now Fan Gucheng is under the control of Song's self-repentant, and we stay in Fan Gu Three or five days, see what's amazing in that palace. "

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A group of elite soldiers greeted Fang Li within three hundred miles of Fan Gucheng. At that time, those soldiers and rogues now looked like steel. There is an unshakable perseverance on everyone's face, the perseverance that has been tempered in the harsh environment of the Northwest and the **** fight with the enemy.

"Chen Su Dingbang takes over!"

A man looking up and down in his thirties strode over and fell down on one knee.

"Come up, I said that you don't have to bow down in armour."

Fang Xie stretched out his hand to help Su Dingbang: "Song regrets it?"

"Return to the principal."

Su Dingbang replied loudly: "General Song is leading troops to besiege the Meng Yuan remnant one thirty-five miles away. The trace of the Meng Yuan soldiers found last night. We originally persuaded General Song to meet the protagonist today and let them go first. The son-in-law for a few days. But General Song said that the driver was in great trouble, but the matter of the bandit was urgent. General Song said, let me plead guilty on his behalf and wait for General Song to destroy the Mongolian Yuanzi, and he will be punished before the protagonist. . "

Fang Jie smiled and said, "Let's go and see how your General Song kills thieves."

A group of men went up to the horse and went straight ahead. Thirty miles away said far or near, near or near, when the war had come to an end. This is a group of about 2,000 Mongolian cavalrymen, who were unexpectedly blocked in the mountain pass by Song Zigui. With the advantages of military strength and terrain, the Mongolian men have completely lost the opportunity to resist.

Fang Xie stopped the warhorse and looked at the self-regreted soldiers of the Song Dynasty who encircled the Mengyuan cavalry on the hillside. It seems that Song's self-regreting team is already very familiar with how to fight with the Mengyuan cavalry. It looks like a mess, but it has a clear routine. These soldiers basically use dozens of people as a team, and continuously put cold arrows behind the rocks to shoot the Mengyuan people. In this terrain, the cavalry's advantage cannot be exerted at all.

"This kind of battle is really urgent."

After seeing the terrain, Fang Xie appreciated Song Ziji a little bit more.

This Mongolian cavalry should be hiding here and go out to plunder from time to time. Song Zigou's scouts detected their hiding place. Song Zigou rushed over without any hesitation. The mountain pass was blocked overnight, and then the darkness harassed the Mengyuan people all night.

The Meng Yuan people who had not slept all night were already physically and mentally exhausted, and apparently could not help after fighting.

Fight with the Mengyuan Cavalry, and never let the opponent run to the plain. Once the enemy entered the plain, there were so many infantry soldiers who repented, and it was difficult to contain them again. This is why Song Zigui said it is imperative. Once staggered for a day, who knows whether this Mongolian cavalry will hide in another place?

Half an hour later, the battle was basically over.

Fang Xie probably looked at it, the Meng Yuan people were killed at least 70%, and the rest of the war horses looked for the rocks to hide behind the stubborn resistance. But after getting off the horse, the Mengyuan people have nothing more to fear.

"Chen Song regrets it and sees his lord."

The battle was already clear. Song regretted that after Fang Xie came, he came quickly and broke down his shirt and fell to the ground. Fang Xiesheng pulled his arm and pulled up, "I saw it just now, and the battle was beautiful. If you delay for a while, the Mengyuan people will disappear like a wind when they come out of the valley."

Fang Xie said this and blocked Song's words of remorse.

"How's the situation in the Northwest now?"

Fang Xie walked down the hillside, and Song followed his steps with regret: "Return to the protagonist, the northwestern face is already peaceful. However, there were too many people and horses entering the customs at the beginning of the Yuan Dynasty. The squadron of soldiers lost their fighting power, but the enemy fled quickly. So it is still not clear, and the mules are coming and going like wind. It is not easy to surround and wipe out. "

"Don't worry, you can't hurt your physical strength."

Fang Xie slowly said: "The Mongolians know they can't go back, so they must be extremely fierce. There is no escape route to fight against them. They know that they have no way to live even if they surrender, so once they fight, they will not die. endlessly."

Song Zigui was warmed by Fang Jie's words. It is a very pragmatic thing for the Lord to be compassionate.

"Recently, the Mongolian Yuan ’s remnants in the territory are getting weaker and weaker. They know that they have limited strength and ca n’t resist the army, so they all run in one spot. But fortunately, there are not many people in the northwest. I can't hold on for long. So Chen thought of a way, and I think it will work. "

Fang Jie looked to Song and regretted it, waiting for him to continue.

"Meng Yuan Xunzi knows that this kind of dispersal will always be alone, but they don't trust each other and it is difficult to get together. Only if there is a bait that makes them all move, they will get together and the ministers will All the work was done in World War I. That was the forage. Meng Yuan's sister-in-law is now short of food.

Song regretted: "The minister intends to put a big bait out."

"I'm only informed and not involved in your army."

Fang Xie said with a smile: "I'm not as familiar with the things on the ground in the northwest as the random order is harmless to the war, so you just have to fight."

"Thank you for your trust!"

Song regretted it.

"Is there anything special about Fan Gu recently?"

Fang Xie asked.

"No"

Song Zigui replied: "After the lord's military order arrives, the minister will mobilize the best soldiers to guard Fan Gucheng. If there is any trouble, the minister will know immediately."

Fang Xie nodded: "You are busy with your military affairs. I'll go to Fan Gucheng first."

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Familiar with

strange

Both of these feelings are not complicated to talk about individually. Familiarity is familiarity, strangeness is strangeness. But now Fang Xie's feelings for Fan Gu are so complicated. He is familiar with everything here, and he still remembers no special traces on any street. But I feel strange, there are too many different meanings here.

Entering Fan Gucheng, Fang Jie felt himself returning to a dream.

Faint as usual.

Streets, alleys.

"Here is the widow's house. She married and died shortly after she got married. She lives alone, and there are many beautiful things in life, but I know that she is always clean."

Fang Xie stopped outside a door, took the paper money from the accompanying Xiaoqi School, and burned it in front of the door.

"Actually, I know why you were so hooked with me, because you knew what was going on with me, and other boring men in this city would not dare to harass you anymore. I know your mind, so also Just follow your mind and quarrel with you, but also intentionally let people see ... you are bitter, I know. "

Fang stood up and said nothing.

"He's the family here, always thinking about telling me."

Fang burned the paper money and smiled: "The biggest disadvantage is that it is too gossip and I like to inquire about everything."

"This is the original building where Red Sleeve recruited. I built it."

"This is Jinyuanfang. I am the treasurer."

"this is……"

Fang Xie paused and stood at the door.

"my home."

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Fang Xie pushed open the wooden door that had cracked a lot, and squeaked, as if pushing a door to another door. There were bits and pieces of life that he had lived for three years, and he had the most secure and practical three years. He walked into the door, stopped after the first step, looked down, and a few words were engraved on the turning stone on the ground, which he carved.

Favored in Yongan

These four words had no special meaning, but they were an expectation at that time. At that time, he really wondered if he could live in such a stable and stable way, what secrets and his life would he care? For more than ten years, he was tired of it. Fan Gucheng's three years are his most comfortable days.

He looked up at the beam, "Before, the small waist slept there."

He swept up and took out a handkerchief to wipe the room beam clean.

Then he jumped down and walked to the bookshelf. Although the bookshelf is still awkward, it looks crooked and worn out, it looks like it can fall apart with just a push ~ www.wuxiaspot.com ~ He turned around and took a greased paper bag from Xiaoqiang School, opened it, and there was still halogen in it. meat.

"The big dog sleeps here."

He says.

It seemed that he felt Fang Jie's mood, and everyone else remained silent. Xiang Qingniu opened his mouth and tried to persuade the solution, but when he got to the mouth, he couldn't say anything.

Fang Xie suddenly knelt down, rubbed his three heads seriously where the dog once slept, and then put it on the incense burner and put on incense.

"He certainly doesn't like me like this."

Fang Xie smiled: "If you don't like it, don't like it, and don't know if the rumors are true or false, saying that the burned paper money will go to your loved ones, and they will be rich in the following days."

Xiang Qingniu looked back: "So you brought a whole cart of paper money?"

Fang Jie nodded: "I don't know ... what else can I do." R1058