Chapter 64

The next day, before dawn, the sound of an urgent bell rang on the giant boat. Little Wei Yuan woke up from meditation, jumped up, and ran quickly to the preparation hall. The urgent bell was an emergency assembly signal, and everyone had to arrive at the preparation hall within thirty breaths.

The preparation hall was filled with a solemn atmosphere, and it was already piled with supplies; on the left were hills of boxes, and on the right were standard armor and weapons.

True Person Liu, who was guarding the boat, was originally in a Daoist robe, but at this moment he had also changed into armor, suddenly changing from elegant and honest to murderous. After everyone had arrived, True Person Liu waved his large hand, and a giant map appeared behind him. The map was drawn extremely finely, with nine counties on it and hundreds of villages scattered around.

"This boat of ours is responsible for defending the western half of Bianning County, totaling five hundred thousand households of commoners and five thousand border troops. This is the defense zone allocated to each of you; remember it well."

Dense information appeared on the map, and Little Wei Yuan immediately found his defense zone, which included three villages distributed in the shape of the character "pin". Border villages generally had protective walls, which were actually equivalent to dock forts. Little Wei Yuan also remembered the defense zones of others, and others were the same. For cultivators who had achieved Soul Refining, they could basically remember everything at a glance.

"Now everyone come over to collect supplies; on the left is military supplies, each person move three boxes by yourself, and on the right is armor and weapons, choose for yourself. Oh, this old Daoist will say one more word, if you are not from a noble family, it is best to change your magic robes into armor! Except for supreme-rank, inferior magic robes are not as useful as armor on the battlefield. And dressing up in a flashy way on the battlefield, do you want to be a living target?"

Little Wei Yuan went to collect military supplies and armor and weapons, and then returned to his residence to put them on. Half an hour later, the bell rang again, and Little Wei Yuan came to the cabin under the deck. Several small flying boats were parked side by side here, and the open space was full of young cultivators with armor backpacks, and several armored Daoists were shouting loudly, pushing cultivators into the small boats, and the large cabin was noisy.

Little Wei Yuan looked back and saw Zhang Sheng standing in the shadows outside the cabin door, watching him quietly. Little Wei Yuan waved his hand hard, carried the three military supply boxes tied together on his back, and walked toward the flying boat he belonged to.

A sturdy armored Daoist kept roaring: "Move faster! Get on the boat quickly! The Liao tribe barbarians won't wait for you to arrive before they act!"

The cabin door of the small flying boat was half a zhang off the ground, and Little Wei Yuan was planning to jump up when his body suddenly felt light; it turned out he had been picked up by the armored Daoist and stuffed into the cabin door.

The flying boat was no more than five zhang long, and it was very narrow inside. Everyone was wearing armor and backpacks, and after stuffing more than a dozen people, they were already squeezed and unable to move. There was a boy in a magic robe in this boat, the only one in the whole boat who refused to wear armor, and as a result, he was squeezed back and forth by a pile of fellow disciples wearing armor like iron cans, his small face red and he could not vent his anger.

Little Wei Yuan shrank into the corner, sat against the cabin wall, and could still endure it. At this time, the flying boat shook violently, and everyone was thrown to the stern of the boat, and then there was a feeling of riding the clouds and driving the fog. The boy in the magic robe rolled a few times in the air and finally could not help but vomit. I do not know where a strand of Dao power appeared, wrapping all the filth and throwing it out of the boat.

The flying boat was like a wild horse that had broken its reins, jumping up and down in the air, making everyone miserable. There were cultivators with bad tempers who began to complain, and a rough voice suddenly sounded in the cabin: "If this Daoist dares to fly in a straight line, we will be shot down within three breaths! Do you think the giant bows of the Liao barbarians are decorations? Not feeling well? If you don't feel well, you have to endure it for this Daoist! This is a battlefield, not your backyard! Whoever the hell can't stand it, get out for me now!"

Everyone was silent, and those who had complained also shut their mouths. It was the tradition of the Grand Void Palace to avoid being criticized for fearing death and not enduring hardship on the battlefield.

The flying boat finally reached its destination, falling almost straight down for a hundred zhang, and then slammed into the ground with a bang, which counted as landing.

The cabin door opened, and Little Wei Yuan jumped out of the flying boat with the cultivators one by one.

The flying boat stopped on a drill ground, and looking at the surroundings, this should be a military camp. According to the plan before departure, the flying boat Little Wei Yuan took would land at the Quyang County military camp, with eleven people per boat, five guarding Quyang and six guarding the neighboring county of Pingyang. As soon as the last person got off the flying boat, the flying boat flew into the high sky as if it had been kicked by someone, disappearing in an instant, not willing to stop for a moment.

The six Grand Void Palace disciples heading to the neighboring county discussed with each other, and saw the boy in the magic robe take out a few talisman papers and throw them, and immediately a few tall horses appeared in front of him. The six people immediately got on their horses and hurried toward Pingyang.

Little Wei Yuan and the other four entered the main tent of the military camp one after another. The so-called main tent was actually a few earthen houses, where beef tallow candles were lit but it was still quite dim. A few soldiers stood in the tent, and a captain sat behind the table, with some fat on his chin. Seeing a few people enter the tent, he immediately stood up, arched his hands and said: "Finally, I have been looking forward to the immortals! With the immortals of the Grand Void Palace sitting in town, what kind of waves can the mere barbarians stir up?"

A young cultivator of the Grand Void Palace frowned and said: "Stop talking nonsense, we have to reach the defense zone before the time limit! Are you called Wang De?"

"Exactly this humble general!"

"Later, some of my subordinates will arrive, and then you will open the pass documents for them."

A smile immediately piled up on Wang De's face: "Don't worry, this humble general will definitely handle this matter!"

"Then I'll go first!" The boy did not stop at all and turned to leave the tent.

"Immortal, stay! There are also allocated soldiers and food and grass!"

"Not needed!"

Wang Delu sat back behind the table awkwardly and asked: "Do the immortals also have family servants and personal guards?"

A Grand Void Palace disciple said: "I have ten personal guards, who will arrive tomorrow."

"Okay, this humble general will definitely handle it."

The Grand Void Palace disciple nodded and left the tent.

The remaining two Grand Void Palace disciples looked at each other and said: "We two have no family servants or personal guards, please trouble General Wang to allocate some capable soldiers." While speaking, one person placed two taels of immortal silver on the table.

Wang Delu remained calm, flicked his sleeves, and the immortal silver was already gone, very skillfully and smoothly. He immediately picked up a copper-colored order arrow and handed it to the personal guard beside him, saying: "Take the two immortals to choose soldiers!"

Finally, it was Little Wei Yuan's turn. Little Wei Yuan had already seen the small movements of the two people in front, but he did not have half a tael of immortal silver on this trip, and Zhang Sheng had not explained it. And coming here to guard the border for Western Jin, why did he still have to give silver?

Little Wei Yuan came to the table, arched his hands and said: "Grand Void Palace Little Wei Yuan, here to collect allocated soldiers."

Wang Delu waited for a while, did not see immortal silver, and did not see Little Wei Yuan bringing his own personal guards or family servants, so his face turned cold, his gaze fell on the three boxes Little Wei Yuan was carrying on his back, and he elongated his tone and said: "These few boxes of the immortal..."

"That is the military supplies allocated by the palace, to be used by the garrison."

Seeing that Little Wei Yuan did not mean to put down the boxes, Wang Delu's face was very ugly. He took out a wooden order arrow and handed it to the personal guard beside him, saying: "Take the immortal to choose soldiers."

Little Wei Yuan followed the personal guard to the side camp. According to the regulations, Little Wei Yuan could receive twenty garrison soldiers and one hundred civilian braves in the Quyang garrison camp as the basic defense force he commanded. According to the Great Tang law, garrison soldiers should reach the Tendon-Muscle Realm, and if they could cultivate to Blood Merging, they could serve as team leaders and be qualified to join the Great Tang Nine Armies. The enfeoffed countries followed the same example as the Great Tang. If one wanted to be a captain, one had to condense a Dao foundation.

Wang De was in the Dao foundation realm, but his aura was floating, and his physical body was a bit loose. It seemed that his Dao foundation rank was not high, and he was somewhat addicted to wine and sex, and even his physical body had degenerated.

The side camp was built with two rows of low earthen houses, and many clothes were dried outside the houses. Some swords, guns, and military equipment were piled up outside the houses. The camp drill ground was pitted, obviously in disrepair for a long time. Two large carts were parked in the corner of the camp, both missing a wheel.

The personal guard shouted at the top of his voice: "The immortal is choosing soldiers! Everyone come out!"

(End of chapter)