Chapter 184: Compassion does not control troops, war pursues maximization of interests
"Wander?"
"run?"
Liu Bai looked at the map and asked.
Their current location is still quite far from the mouth of Shenxia Gorge.
If they can't sink at the mouth of the gorge, they have a lot of room for movement.
"Not necessarily. You can't go too far. You must be able to return to the mouth of Shenxia Gorge at any time." One person shook his head slightly.
His finger drew a circle on the map.
This range is neither too big nor too small. It is almost three days away from Shenxiakou.
This distance allows them time to run back at any time.
In other words, if you encounter any danger, you can ask Wang He for help.
"Okay." The others nodded.
Everyone knows this trip is dangerous.
…
In the endless yellow sand.
Song Qingshan and others did not return to Shenxiakou, but headed towards an inn among the sand dunes.
Although this place is desolate, it is also the only way for many business people.
There is an inn dozens of kilometers away from their location.
Golden Inn!
This inn has existed for a long time, and has been doing business with merchants, bandits, and robbers for a long time.
This place is equivalent to a black market.
There is a rule in this inn: once you enter, you are not allowed to use force. If you have any problems, you can solve them outside.
Just do it in the store, just one word.
die!
It has been like this for a long time and has a high prestige.
Because of this, this inn has become a refuge for many people.
The cost of normal accommodation is not low, but if you need to seek protection or stay permanently, it will cost a huge amount.
They only charge gold.
To put it bluntly, it is buying life with money.
This is also where the name Golden Inn comes from.
No one knows the boss's real name. Everyone calls him Lao Wei, but everyone prefers to call him vampire.
Recognize money but not people.
"Are you familiar with that person?" Song Qingshu asked, looking at the dilapidated Golden Inn in the distance and looking at Yang Xue.
He knew there was such a place before, but he didn't know exactly what happened.
"I don't know." Dongfang You smiled.
"We used to go directly to Mongolia and rarely stay."
"But it is said that it has something to do with the original master thief Old Dog."
"Maybe an apprentice or something."
"Let's take a look." Song Qingshu didn't care, and everyone walked over slowly.
As for the thief old dog Dongfang You said, he also had some knowledge.
He was considered a wonderful person a few decades ago.
Wandering in the Central Plains of Mongolia, I stole a lot of things, but rarely touched things I shouldn't have touched.
He did a lot of robbing the rich and giving to the poor, but in the end he suddenly disappeared.
…
When everyone approached the Golden Inn, there were many horses outside the door.
Before, everyone was far away and couldn't see clearly what was going on in the inn. Now when everyone got closer, they were a little surprised.
This inn is very dilapidated, but the flag has a different flavor.
A black flag was placed above the inn. Although it was covered with sand and dust, the four characters "Golden Inn" embroidered with gold thread on it were clearly visible.
Below the four words is the word [meaning].
"While showing off his wealth, he also shows his justice. This boss is also a wonderful person."
Song Qingshu laughed. The name of this place was embroidered with gold thread, which was a very unique taste.
Especially the last word [meaning].
It was clearly stated that as long as the money is paid, the work will be done.
"Sir, it's not cheap here." Dongfang Zhu chuckled.
She knew very well that she would have to stay for a long time this time.
This place does not accept cash checks, only cash, or gold.
They don't have it.
Song Qingshu pointed at his face and said with a smile: "Your young master, my face is money."
"I don't need money, just face."
"I'll brush my face."
Everyone was stunned for a while, and then laughed.
Face brushing...
Song Qingshu really figured it out.
But it's no problem, they already know how valuable and respectable Song Qingshu's face is.
This time they traveled from the ancient tombs to Xiangyang and experienced it thoroughly.
Basically, as long as you hold Song Qingshu's token, everything will be arranged from now on.
Everyone put their horses behind them and headed towards the inn.
Creak...
The door opened and a burst of noise sounded.
The inn is as shabby as the outside. The tables inside are old and dilapidated.
"Guests, would you like to stay at the hotel?" A waiter saw Song Qingshu and others running over quickly.
This place earns a lot of money just by having customers.
Others looked at Song Qingshu and others who came in. Some were curious, and many looked at them with greed in their eyes.
Song Qingshu and others are handsome men, beautiful women, and their clothes are gorgeous. You can tell that they are extraordinary at a glance.
Or collect, have money!
This is a fat sheep!
"Stay in the hotel." Song Qingshu patted the dust on his body and walked towards an empty seat in the distance.
"Get something to eat."
Yang Xue and others acted very calmly and didn't care at all about other people's strange behavior.
The waiter watched a few people hesitate for a moment, then ran towards the back with a smile on his face.
Although the rule here is to give money first, this group of people is extraordinary at first sight.
Not to mention other things, these clothes are worth a lot of money, so I am definitely not a person who is short of money.
"The tea is good." Yang Xue poured a glass of water and took a sip.
The same is true for the four girls of Youlan Zhuya.
When they think it's good, it doesn't mean it tastes good, it just means it's clean.
At least this Golden Inn is not a black shop as rumored, it just collects money to do things.
"Master, what do you think Lao Qi and the others will do?" Dongfang Lan asked softly.
Song Qingshu took a sip of tea and asked casually: "Run."
"What can I do?"
"Wait for the others to come."
"Once we left, they knew something wasn't right."
"If we don't give them the truth, they will panic and no one can save them."
The four girls Yang Xue and Youlan Zhuya nodded.
This time Qi Mu and others are different from the past. This time there is really no one to save them.
"Are you worried?" Yang Xue asked.
"A bit." Song Qingshu smiled, with some worry between his brows: "But it's not bad."
"With equal strength, I can't beat Lao Qi. That guy has a lot of tricks."
"Liu Bai, Zhang Cang, Wang Cheng, none of them have fuel-efficient lamps."
Not long after, the waiter's food arrived.
At this moment, countless people looked over.
For no other reason than because it was served by not one person, but four people.
The four of them had two-handed trays filled with meat, wine and food.
Many people in the inn laughed.
"He's a vampire after all."
"Haha, what a quick start. Get some food. Is this a little?"
"This costs at least ten taels of gold."
"Haha, sure."
"Going to be slaughtered."
"..."
Song Qingshu and others also noticed the waiter serving the dishes, and heard the comments around them.
"Interesting." Dongfang Zhu chuckled, not caring at all.
"Sir...this is not cheap."
At this time, the waiter had already walked over with a smile on his face: "Your guest's dish."
The others didn't talk nonsense and placed plates on the table.
In just a moment, all the dishes were placed.
"Twenty taels of gold." A waiter said respectfully from the side.
The waiters in the other stores did not leave, and just looked at Song Qingshu and others.
Yang Xue, Youlan Zhuya and others looked at Song Qingshu with half-smiling smiles.
"Master... give me some money."
"Twenty taels of gold."
"It's not cheap."
As he spoke, he started eating.
Song Qingshu's right hand moved slightly, and Dongfang You's Yitian Sword appeared directly in his hand, and he threw it at the waiter.
He started eating directly and said casually.
"Take it to your boss."
"He knows what it is."
The waiter took the Yitian Sword in his hand with a puzzled look on his face.
A sword...a meal.
And the other person seems to know his boss.
The inn suddenly fell into silence, and everyone looked at the waiter, Song Qingshu and others.
Song Qingshu and others ate calmly without any worries.
The waiters looked at each other, not knowing what to do.
call out……
The waiter at Dongfang Zhujian Store had been here all the time. While eating, he casually took out Song Qingshu's waist badge and threw it away.
"Don't tell me you don't know me."
The waiter looked at the token and his eyes changed drastically.
Everyone who was originally hesitant bowed respectfully to Song Qingshu and others.
"excuse me."
"excuse me."
"..."
Then he took the Yitian Sword and quickly left towards the back of the inn.
They knew very well what it meant to take Song Qingshu's belt.
Combined with the previous descendants of Jianghu, these five women must be the ones who married Song Qingshu.
And this young man is probably Song Qingshu.
The other party must have something to do with his boss.
When the waiter entered the back of the inn, he secretly glanced at Song Qingshu.
"This is Young Master Song."
"Mom, I actually blackmailed Young Hero Song."
"..."
In the inn, everyone's expressions became serious, including those who had previously thought that Song Qingshu and others were fat sheep.
The waiters at the Golden Inn are not good people.
Before, he was clearly planning to kill the other party, but then he saluted, and the salute was very respectful.
They are all regular guests of the inn, and they have never seen the waiter like this.
This group of people is certainly extraordinary.
"Sir, Lao Qi is right, your cards are easier to use than your people." Dongfang Zhu laughed when he saw the waiter leaving.
Previously, the waiter in the shop obviously refused to give up if he couldn't get the money.
It can be seen that the attitude changed drastically after seeing the waistband.
"Move around less." Song Qingshu smiled.
"It was fine in the past few years, but things have changed a bit in recent years."
"They should have recognized you, not me."
"You made a lot of noise from the ancient tomb to Xiangyang."
"Five beautiful women at once, plus waist cards, even a fool can think of it."
Yang Xue and the four girls smiled.
"Are you going to let the boss here investigate the situation of Qi Mu and others?" Yang Xue took a sip of soup and asked calmly.
Song Qingshu didn't deny it either: "Yeah."
"After all, there is no one here. We lack some information. It would be easier to find a local snake."
"It is estimated that within a day at most, Jing Bufan and others will also come back. Everything will be known through them, which is a bit embarrassing."
The four girls Yang Xue and Youlan Zhuya nodded.
Although Jing Bufan and others disdained lying, it would not be easy for them to make arrangements if something happened to Qi Mu and others.
While everyone was chatting, a man quickly walked out from behind the inn.
He was tall and tall, with long scars on his face.
This man is the owner of the Golden Inn, the vampire known to everyone, Lao Wei
"Really here?" Many people were secretly surprised when they saw the vampire.
They were very curious about who Song Qingshu and others were.
Vampires can't be invited by ordinary people.
Under the gaze of everyone, Lao Wei smiled and bowed his hands to Song Qingshu and others, and put the Heavenly Sword aside.
"Young Master Song and Mrs. Song will laugh at you, you are so ignorant."
"It's funny."
"Can talk." The four girls Youlan Zhuya laughed.
Although Song Qingshu and Yang Xue were in a fuss over their engagement, they were not sure after all.
This person looks like Mr. Song and Mrs. Song, and he has a smiling face.
"Sit." Song Qingshu smiled slightly, and Yang Xue nodded slightly to Lao Wei.
After Lao Wei sat down, he poured everyone a glass of wine.
"I would like to propose a toast to you all."
Everyone also showed respect to Lao Wei and drank it all in one gulp.
Lao Wei asked: "Young Master Song, Mrs. Song has something to do with you?"
Song Qingshu smiled and said: "Do you want to ask a powerful person like you to help me?"
"You can ask if you have any requests."
"If it can be done, I will do it for you. If it can't be done, I will find a way to do it for you."
Lao Wei was shocked and said with a serious face: "Young Master Song, just give your orders and I will do my best."
Song Qingshu poured a glass of wine for Lao Wei and said with a smile: "This is not possible, I can't let your help go in vain."
"There may be some trouble here recently, and I need to know what's going on."
"It might be a little troublesome."
"I rarely go out of the Central Plains, so I don't know the situation on your side."
"I'm still a bit thin. If you have any difficulties, I can solve them with you."
Lao Wei understood what Song Qingshu meant and also knew what Song Qingshu was like.
Song Qingshu is a fair person. As long as he does not touch Song Qingshu's bottom line as a person, Song Qingshu respects many people and does not look down upon them.
"Young Master Song, I really don't have any trouble."
Song Qingshu frowned slightly and looked at Old Wei.
In his opinion, this person shouldn't be so ungrateful.
Lao Wei didn't say anything, just to ask him to owe a favor, which was a bit ungrateful.
Lao Wei noticed Song Qingshu's expression and whispered: "Young Master, I am originally from the Ming Cult."
"Later I left because of some things."
"I have always been in contact with Tang Hong. Most of my sales and food sources are handled by the Mingjiao."
Hearing this, Song Qingshu, Yang Xue, and Youlan Zhuya were a little surprised.
Mingjiao people.
No wonder.
But it makes sense to think about it, this place is a black market, there are a lot of things to deal with, and the location must be the Central Plains.
It’s normal for this place to have connections with Mingjiao.
"Okay, then I won't be polite." Song Qingshu was also polite.
"You can do me a favor with this. Tang Yang will be back soon."
"Eat first, we'll talk later."
Lao Wei was not polite. After everyone finished eating, they went upstairs together.
inside the room.
Song Qingshu looked at Lao Wei with solemn eyes: "You know who I am."
"I'm only asking you once if I can trust you."
"You know very well the consequences of lying to me. Not only will you die, but everyone you know will die."
"As long as I want to check your bottom line, you can't hide it from me."
"Don't worry, Young Master Song, I'm not looking for death." Lao Wei assured with great seriousness.
Song Qingshu nodded and directly told Qi Mu and others about the conflict with Mongolia.
He did not ask Lao Wei what to do or how to do it.
Lao Wei must have his own way of being able to take root in this place for so long.
"Okay!" Lao Wei took a deep breath. He didn't expect the matter to be so big.
"I know everything."
"I have insider information in Mongolia."
"Trouble." Song Qingshu nodded.
"Someone from Mongolia will come tomorrow. He is a master. Don't have any conflicts. It will be good for you in the future."
“Both food and accommodation are of the best quality.”
"Understood, I'll make arrangements." Lao Wei didn't ask why. He knew very well that Song Qingshu would not harm him.
I asked after thinking for a while.
"Is the inn still open recently?"
"Turn it off." Yang Xue said, "Don't open the door during this period."
"There won't be peace here anytime soon."
"Okay, I'll make arrangements now." Lao Wei left directly after receiving the reply.
According to Song Qingshu, Qi Mu and others had a conflict with Mongolia, and then people from Mingjiao also came.
This will become a battlefield.
Whether they are bandits or businessmen, they are all in danger.
He also expected these people to eat, but these people could not die.
Not long after, a news came out in the Golden Inn.
The inn is closed, not sure when it will open.
The people who originally stayed at the inn were all stunned when they received the news.
close the door?
So sudden?
Something rare happened, or was it related to the previous relationship with one boy and five girlfriends?
Originally, they were planning to ask Lao Wei, a vampire, for questioning, but the waiter directly told everyone the news.
"Leave if you don't want to die."
"It's not peaceful here."
Lao Wei also knows how to behave. He said that there is no difference whether he is a Central Plains person or a Mongolian.
In an instant, the Yellow Sand Land, where there were occasional merchants, became completely busy.
Many people returned directly.
Someone ran away quickly.
Although the vampires at the Golden Inn recognize money rather than people, their credibility is guaranteed.
If the other party said so, it means there must be something big going on here.
Saving one's life is the most important thing.
Of course, there is no shortage of people in this world who want money at the expense of their lives. Now everyone has stopped doing business. They are doing business to make a lot of money.
Noon the next day.
Jing Bufan and others arrived at the Golden Inn. There was no one else in the inn at this time.
As soon as Jing Bufan and others arrived, Lao Wei sent someone to notify Song Qingshu and others.
He took the waiter to entertain everyone.
"Song Qingshu is here?" Jing Bufan asked with a smile.
Lao Wei responded politely: "I came yesterday."
"Everyone has had a hard time traveling all the way, so I need to prepare a few things first."
"Young Master Song, come down immediately."
Luo Xun took out a piece of gold and threw it over: "Come and have something to eat."
Lao Wei faced Jin and waved his hands repeatedly. He always remembered what Song Qingshu said before.
Good food and good drinks will be good for the future.
"no, I'm fine."
"There hasn't been much business recently, and a lot of things are bad."
"Everyone, sit down and I'll make arrangements."
Jing Bufan and others didn't pay much attention and sat down directly.
"Song Qingshu's favor is so good. This plan is all on us." Yuan Qing laughed.
"How embarrassed we are to eat and drink for free."
Everyone understood the meaning of Yuan Qing's words.
At their status, it is not a good thing to owe favors.
Although it's nothing to eat and drink, it's not a favor, but you should take care of it after all.
They knew very well what was going on at the Golden Inn.
A large amount of money and goods basically went into Mingjiao's pockets.
Many of these goods were sold by Yuanshi people.
This place has always been a black market, and a lot of things are traded. Mongolia and the Central Plains all deal with some things here.
The world is inherently chaotic, especially in this desolate place.
Although the Golden Inn is a bit dark, it is still fair. The Mongols will save it, and so will the Central Plains people.
There are many interests mixed here, so it has been preserved.
"It's not a bad thing to exist in some places." Yuan Zhe shook his head slightly.
"There is no Lao Wei, there are others."
"The same goes for people who are replaced by Yuanshi."
The others nodded, they all understood the reason.
Life is not easy for the people down there, and there are dangers everywhere on the trade road. This place is good as a transit place.
The Golden Inn doesn't force people to buy or sell. They give money if they want to survive. If they don't survive, they can walk out on their own.
Entering the inn ensures safety, which is generally fair.
"You came a little fast." Song Qingshu walked slowly downstairs and went directly to the table where Jing Bufan and others sat down.
"It won't work if you don't hurry up. You hide it too hard." Jing Bufan smiled.
"Twelve first-class masters, you can really hide."
Song Qingshu said helplessly: "There is no way, this country belongs to your Yuan Dynasty."
"Although the Central Plains is good, after all, it is not as rich as your Mongolian heritage. It can't be done without some means."
Bagu Cang said: "You want Lao Wei to inquire about information from you?"
"Yeah." Song Qingshu didn't hide it either.
"You should know about Lao Wei's situation."
"People from the Ming Cult." Jing Bufan took a sip of wine.
“It’s good for everyone to start a small business and make a little money.”
"There is no Lao Wei, there are Lao Wang and Lao Zhang. Maybe those people are not as good as Lao Wei, so I keep them."
"That's right." Song Qingshu didn't refute.
The world is like this, and many things are inevitable. The death of one person cannot solve any problems, and there will be others to take his place.
Everyone can accept Lao Wei's approach, so it can exist.
Everyone was chatting and laughing like old friends, and there was no tension at all.
An hour later, everyone else went up to rest after eating.
Only Song Qingshu and Jing Bufan were sitting in the hall.
When night falls.
The door of the inn was pushed open, and two figures ran in one after the other.
"Young Master Song."
"Senior Jing."
The two of them saluted Song Qingshu and Jing Bufan, then handed over a letter and left quickly.
Song Qingshu and Jing Bufan smiled and opened the letter.
Both of them had surprise in their eyes.
Song Qingshu did not expect that Mongolia would send out so many people. There were more than four first-rate masters and hundreds of second-rate masters.
In the first fight, although Qi Mu and others rushed out, the situation was not good and someone was injured.
Jing Bufan was surprised that Qi Mu and others' formation was still powerful.
Mongolia was already prepared, but Qi Mu and others still left, only injured.
"How many first-class people came from Mongolia?" Song Qingshu looked at Jing Bufan curiously.
"Ten." Jing Bufan didn't hide it either.
"The formation of Qi Mu and others is amazing."
"I'm not unfamiliar with the Four Symbols Formation, but I don't know about the other seven people."
"Zhenwu Seven Intercepts Formation." Song Qingshu was a little surprised that there were more than ten people.
He didn't hide anything about the formation, anyway, some things were about to be exposed.
Even if he didn't say anything, Jing Bufan would be on guard.
It doesn't matter.
"From Wudang?" Jing Bufan looked a little confused, he had never heard of it.
At least he hasn't seen it.
Song Qingshu took a sip of wine: "Yes, from Wudang."
"The formations of the Seven Heroes of Wudang have never been used, so Yuan Shi doesn't know about them, so it's considered a trump card."
Jing Bufan was not asking. It was not surprising that this formation came from Wudang.
Wudang Zhang Zhenren has reached a very high level, and Wudang has the combination attack formation as a trump card to understand.
This true martial arts seven-section formation requires seven people, and the Seven Wudang Heroes have exactly seven people, which is very reasonable.
The two waited until midnight, and when there was no information, they went upstairs.
This day is over.
For Song Qingshu, no news is the best news.
Qi Mu and others need to resist for at least ten days.
According to the information given by Jing Bufan, it is very difficult for Qi Mu and others to compete with the ten first-class masters.
On the roof of the inn.
Lao Wei has always been here, mainly to deliver some news and the situation everywhere.
"How is it?" Song Qingshu asked.
Lao Wei shook his head: "The situation is not good, there are too many Mongols."
"According to your instructions, Young Master Song, I asked the people over there that the Mongolian army has moved. Three thousand cavalry are heading straight here."
"Saiki and the others are dangerous."
Song Qingshu looked at the dark desert and took a long breath: "Believe them."
"If that doesn't work, just go back to Shenxiakou."
Lao Wei said again: "Tang Hong and the Mingjiao people are already speeding up."
"We will definitely be able to get here within ten days."
"The first group of people from the Beggar Clan may be faster. Chen Youliang and the large group of martial arts people will be slower. It may take about ten days."
"It's pretty much what I thought." Song Qingshu wasn't too surprised.
"It's over there in Dadu."
Lao Wei shook his head: "There is no news, I estimate it will take two days."
"Maybe longer if it doesn't go well."
"Go and have a rest." Song Qingshu patted Old Wei and walked down alone.
In the current situation, everyone can only work hard. He can only watch and can't do anything.
In the endless yellow sand, even though it was already dark, the Mongols were still looking for traces of Qi Mu and others.
Countless firelights moved in the dark night.
In a sand dune, Qi Mu and others gathered together, and everyone looked helpless.
"These grandsons are so cruel, there are so many of them."
"You don't have martial ethics."
"Yes, first-class masters are like free of charge. So far, there have been eight of them."
"..."
They were very tired this day, either fighting or on the way to fight.
Just stop and resume immediately.
Qi Mu complained: "Now I really regret not playing eagle with King Yin Ye."
"If I bring those treasures of King Yin Ye, he will tear all the little eagles in the sky to pieces."
"So annoying."
Everyone also knew that the eagle in the sky was very troublesome. They might escape in another place, but they couldn't escape in this plain and sand dune.
The eagles in the sky stared closely.
If it is true that King Yin Ye is here, it will be easy to handle.
The precious eagles in King Yin Ye's house are really ruthless and ferocious, and they were all born from fighting.
A place not far away from a few people.
Zhang Sanfeng, Shaolin Sandu and Ximen Ouyang were sitting together.
They have been following Qi Mu and others since the battle with the Mongols.
They were initially worried about Song Qingshu fighting Jing Bufan and others.
But seeing that everyone was just chatting, they could roughly guess what was going on.
After that, I had nothing to do anyway, so I just looked at the strength of Qi Mu and others.
The main reason was that Ximen Ouyang and the Sandu Divine Monk wanted to see the power of the Zhenwu Seven Intercept Formation.
At the end of the day, they were shocked by the power of Zhenwu's seven interception formations.
Qi Mu and others were able to break out of several sieges today, relying entirely on their formations.
"That's incredible." Ximen Ouyang laughed.
"Zhenzhen Zhang, I think Mongolia will suffer a big loss this time."
"Song boy, Yang Yatou, plus the four girls Youlan Zhuya, the six-person formation is bound to suffer no matter what."
Shaolin Sandu nodded: "Qingshu, there is no problem with Yang Xue, mainly Qi Mu and others, and Dadu."
"Shangguan, it's not going to be easy for them this time."
"It's a three-sided war. Qingshu's side is considered even. Qi Mu and the others will see how long they can survive."
"Dadu... is estimated to be the most tragic, with many people dying."
Zhang Sanfeng and Ximen Ouyang remained silent.
Most people will definitely die without any surprises.
Nangong Ping, Shangguan Yinghao, Du You... According to their estimates, the best case scenario would be serious injuries, and the worst case scenario, two people would die.
"It depends on the speed of Mingjiao." Zhang Sanfeng shook his head, stood up and looked into the distance.
"Let's go to the Golden Inn."
"Bashang and the others should also have seen the Zhenwu Seven Intercepts Formation. Let's go over and wait for the results."
Ximen Ouyang, Shaolin Sandu nodded.
They were watching the situation of Qi Mu and others. Bashang, Basiu, Old Trumpet, and Old Scorpion King were also watching.
According to their estimation, another Wang Ze should also be here.
Although both sides may be taking a look this time to prevent the younger generation from having problems, it is unlikely that they will take action.
But if they take action, Bashang and Basiu will not be able to stop Master Zhang.
Wang Ze must come.
The few people hadn't walked long before they noticed a figure chasing after them.
"A few old guys are still afraid of the dark, so they have to go together." Ximen Ouyang laughed when he knew that the people from Yuanshi were coming.
Several people didn't speed up either.
A moment.
Five figures appeared in front of Zhang Sanfeng and others.
"Let's go together."
Ximen Ouyang, Zhang Sanfeng, and Shaolin Sandu didn't care. They were all old rivals anyway.
"Let's go."
"It's okay to have a chat, we haven't had a good chat in decades."
"Too."
"I'm old, so I still have to move around when I have the chance."
"..."
Yuanshi, the older generation in Mongolia chatted with each other and left thinking about the Golden Inn.
Stop and go along the way.
It is true that these people are experts, but they are all old and they should rest when they need to.
The next morning...
The sun had just risen and everyone arrived at the Golden Inn.
The door opens.
In the room, Song Qingshu and Jing Bufan were stunned when they saw the visitor.
One, two, three...
this……
Are they all here?
Jing Bufan was okay, he almost knew everyone, but Song Qingshu looked confused?
Master?
Ximen Ouyang?
Shaolin Sandu?
The other people I don't know should be Yuanshi masters.
Five on each side?
"I've met all the seniors." Jing Bufan and Song Qingshu saluted respectfully to the older generation.
The older generation didn't care, waved their hands, and directly found a place to sit down.
"You are busy, don't worry about us."
"Yes, busy with your own business."
"..."
Not far away, Lao Wei heard someone coming and ran out quickly.
As soon as they came out, they saw Song Qingshu and Jing Bufan saluting a certain person and completely staying where they were.
No matter whether it is Song Qingshu or Jing Bufan, what kind of strength are they?
The two men saluted respectfully. Who was the other person?
"Old Wei, get some food." Song Qingshu noticed Lao Wei shouting.
Lao Wei nodded repeatedly and ran over quickly.
There was a lot of movement below the inn, and the people above also noticed it.
When the people above came out, they were stunned when they saw the older generation.
They had never seen this scene in their lives.
The older generation in the Central Plains and the older generation in the Yuan Dynasty.
Everyone saluted.
"I've met all the seniors."
"I've met all the seniors."
"I've met all the seniors."
"..."
Youlan Zhuya, Yang Xue and others walked down quickly.
The two sides come together separately.
Soon after, the older generation went up to retreat.
By the way, they talked about how they watched the battle before.
Almost all of the older generation had injuries on their bodies. They had no choice but to come out. Now that they are here, they take the time to recover.
"Is it so powerful?" Jing Bufan and others were extremely surprised after hearing this.
Although they had seen Qi Mu and others fighting with Zhenwu Seven Section Formation, they knew it was extraordinary.
Unexpectedly, the evaluations of the older generation directly overturned their perceptions.
Very strong!
Moreover, Qi Mu and others have not yet shown their full potential, and they will become stronger and stronger in the future.
Song Qingshu now also knew that the Yuan Dynasty knew about the Zhenwu Seven Section Formation, but he didn't care.
This round is definitely no problem.
The opponent probably thought that seven people were needed to form the formation, but he didn't know that six people, Song Qingshu, Yang Xue, and Youlan Zhuya, could form the formation.
With the arrival of the older generation, everything returned to calm.
Everyone is practicing, only Song Qingshu and Jing Bufan are checking the messages everywhere.
One day, two days, three days...
It wasn't until the seventh day that things took a turn.
There were three of Qi Mu's twelve men, and the formation could not exert its power for a while, so they were forced to retreat to the entrance of Shenxia Gorge.
More than a hundred people died in Mongolia during this period.
At the same time, the first group of Beggars arrived and began to respond.
"How many trump cards do you have?" Jing Bufan looked at Song Qingshu with a far-reaching gaze.
"How many people are there in Jiuyang Divine Art?"
"I don't believe that this kind of skill can be easily accomplished."
"First-class masters are not cabbage. If it were so easy, everyone in the Mingjiao would have practiced it."
Song Qingshu sneered: "Try."
"You do not believe?"
"If you don't believe it, why would you risk your life?"
"Three people were seriously injured. You paid the price of at least a hundred people. It was death, not injury."
Jing Bufan's calm voice sounded: "Let me see how confident you are."
"I know what you want to do. It's nothing more than to have people from the Ming Cult and the Beggar Clan's martial arts come over, and then ask Qi Mu and others to retreat."
"I'm not stupid."
"So." Song Qingshu acted very calmly and took a sip of wine.
"What can you do?"
"There are still three days. You only have three days. If I stop you, you will win. If you can't, I'm looking forward to what you can do next."
Jing Bufan smiled confidently: "Try it."
"I may tell you clearly that none of them can leave."
Song Qingshu stood up slowly and looked at Jing Bufan condescendingly, with a trace of ridicule in his eyes: "Do you think I want to leave?"
"I've suffered losses at Baiwangfeng before. Do you think I have no backup plan this time?"
"Are you going to tell me that the Mongolian army is coming? There are also troops from the Yuan Dynasty heading here?"
"You want to surround and kill everyone, not just Qi Mu and others, but also the top Five Elements Banner leaders of the Ming Cult and the martial arts people brought by the Beggar Clan, right?"
"Whether it was the Ming Cult or the Beggar Clan that came over so quickly, did you let them come here on purpose?"
"Is it right?"
Jing Bufan focused his eyes and stood up directly. At this moment, the two of them were facing each other.
"yes."
"I asked you to come here just to surround and kill you. Chen Youliang bringing people here is just what I want."
Song Qingshu smiled happily.
"Jing Bufan, do you know what's the difference between you and me?"
Jing Bufan's face darkened, nothing happened.
"Neither you nor I are handsome." Song Qingshu's calm voice sounded.
"I've known for a long time that I'm not the material, but you don't know, or you're not at a disadvantage and don't admit it."
"You can lead the Mongolian martial arts."
"You can plan the layout of the world and carry the banner of the Yuan Dynasty, but you can't."
"Your birth was great, and so was mine. We don't understand how miserable the people underneath are."
"The overall situation...you can't do it."
After Song Qingshu finished speaking, he walked directly upstairs. Now everything has been settled.
The final direction cannot be changed.
Jing Bufan looked at Song Qingshu and couldn't calm down for a long time.
He didn't understand, why Song Qingshu was so calm.
Now, whether they are people from the Ming Cult, the Beggar Clan, or Qi Mu and others, they are all surrounded by him.
These people have no escape route and absolutely cannot run away.
"One incompetent general will kill thousands of troops, and one incompetent commander may ruin a dynasty!" Song Qingshu looked at the confused Jing Bufan below and laughed.
This was the reason why he was initially unwilling to become the commander-in-chief who overthrew the Yuan Dynasty. He knew that he was not the material.
If he becomes the commander-in-chief who overthrows the Yuan Dynasty, according to his character, he will make many decisions on his own.
He is not Zhang Wuji.
The main reason why Mingjiao was able to overthrow the Yuan Dynasty was that Zhang Wuji didn't care about Mingjiao's affairs at all, so Mingjiao was able to develop freely.
But he is different.
The same was true for Jing Bufan. Jing Bufan thought that he was capable enough and would win this round.
But he was wrong. He was not a qualified handsome man and his vision was too short-sighted.
It's terrible to overestimate yourself.
Song Qingshu had a deep understanding of this from Qi Mu.
He was like this before, but fortunately they had Saiki by their side.
In addition, he himself had no desire for power, or in other words, he had no feelings for the Central Plains at first.
Anyway, Yuanshi will be destroyed sooner or later, and he only needs to protect the people he cares about.
Therefore, he can often listen to Qi Mu's opinions, or let Qi Mu do it and let Qi Mu do it.
He hopes that Qi Mu will grow up to be able to stand up for everything, take care of the other eleven people, and take care of everything Qi Mu cares about.
inside the room.
Song Qingshu looked at the map in front of him with a hint of self-mockery in his eyes.
This trace of self-deprecation is not only a satire on Jing Bufan but also on himself.
Neither he nor Jing Bufan was ruthless enough.
On the other hand, Qi Mu is so cruel!
Initially, when they set out from Xiangyang, Qi Mu asked him something.
How many people can die this time?
Song Qingshu's eyes were confused and he didn't understand at that time.
Qi Mu directly gave Song Qingshu two choices.
The first option is that if more than half or all of the people who came to Shenxiakou this time die, the Mingjiao uprising will definitely succeed.
The reason given by Qi Mu is very simple. The world belongs to the Yuan Dynasty. It is possible to stop the Mongolian martial arts forest, but it is difficult to stop the Mongolian army.
It would be too easy for Mongolia to surround and kill the people in Shen Canyon.
This game is a clear move. Mongolia knows that the Central Plains is coming, and the Central Plains must also go.
The Central Plains intercepted and the Mongols encircled and killed them. There was no hiding at all.
Dongyue Chengyuanshi suffered a loss once, so it will not make the same mistake this time.
There will be many people coming, and the conductor will not fish in troubled waters.
Once the siege at Shenxiakou was formed, it would be difficult for the Central Plains people to retreat and they could only wait for the Mingjiao to rescue them.
If there is a problem here, the Mingjiao must help. The best way is to directly rebel. Coming to rescue is a waste of time.
As long as they hold back the Yuan soldiers and intercept them with their lives, the uprising will definitely succeed.
The second option is to let Yuan soldiers take action against the revolting Mingjiao. They go straight to Mongolia to feed war with war.
Even if good results cannot be achieved, for those who came from the Mongolian martial arts forest this time, he can clean up the blood and reduce a lot of stress in the future.
How far we can hit depends on how prepared Mongolia is.
The result is that if the Mingjiao uprising fails, many people will die there.
As for asking other Mingjiao people to come to rescue them, Qi Mu never thought about it at all.
In Qi Mu's opinion, it was a waste of opportunity and time.
When fighting, people will die, and when fighting, there must be a purpose.
The purpose of war is to maximize profits.
What did you get after a big war, or what changes will it make in the future?
This is the situation now. Otherwise, we should massacre the people in the Mongolian martial arts forest and invade Mongolia.
Or risk your life to hold back the Yuan soldiers who were besieging them, and let the Mingjiao uprising succeed.
This way the two benefits are the greatest.
If the Mingjiao were allowed to come to the rescue, maybe they could break through and maybe fewer people would die.
But that result is not good, it is too far different from the previous two results.
How many fewer deaths can be achieved? Can it be saved? These are all unknowns.
Rather than betting on the unknown, it is better to pursue maximizing profits.
"Compassion does not control soldiers, this is true." Song Qingshu stood outside the window and looked at the yellow sand in the sky, his eyes a little complicated.
From the conversation with Jing Bufan just now, he already knew that Qi Muquan had guessed correctly.
His eyes were on Shenxiakou, and Jing Bufan was also there.
But Qi Mu is not, his eyes have always been on the entire Central Plains.
Qi Mu knows very well that no matter what big thing happens in Zhongyuan or what he does.
There is only one purpose, to overthrow the Yuan Dynasty.
Once you know your goal, all actions will be centered around it.
Whether it is a battle or a battlefield, the Central Plains can fail, but something must be gained elsewhere.
And getting this is more cost-effective than failing.
If you have no choice, then pursue maximizing interests as much as possible.
People will die in war. If they don't die here, they will die elsewhere.
The world is in chaos, and no one is sure that they will survive until the end.
Qi Mu and others have always thought so.
This is also the reason why Song Qingshu never wanted Qi Mu and others to risk their lives. He was really afraid that something would happen to these people.