The Book of Troubled Times

Chapter 257: Behind the Enemy

In the restaurant, Cui Yuanyong invited Zhao Changhe to dinner. Originally wanted to talk about something serious, but after being broadcast by the Book of Chaos, the topic naturally changed to this.

"I didn't expect that the dignified list would fall here. If it wasn't for the announcement of the book of troubled times, no one would know that such a strong person died silently." Cui Yuanyong sighed a bit: "Why did he come to the Central Plains? Coming? No one will know if you don’t tell me.”

Zhao Changhe said: "He came to Zhongyuan to cause trouble. He wanted to stir up the Wang family to directly rebel. Not only would it make the Central Plains more chaotic, but it could also take away the troops of Yanmen. For the Hu people, it should be regarded as an important destruction of the enemy's rear Well, it turned out to be a bit unexpected..."

"What accident?"

"The Wang family still knows what is right. Wang Daozhong personally wounded He Lei. He knew that there was nothing he could do, so he went back."

Cui Yuanyong stared at him expressionlessly, and Zhao Changhe drank as if nothing had happened.

Cui Yuanyong was not without information, he stroked silently in his heart, secretly amazed.

In this way, it was actually Zhao Changhe who eliminated the turmoil invisibly. The way of blaming the king is a stroke of genius. It seems to be a casual statement, but it has far-reaching influence. Not only the plan of the Hu people died, but also the possible connection between the Wang family and the Hu people was blocked.

By the way, the connection between the Wang family and the Maitreya Sect was also destroyed by Zhao Changhe, who killed the Maitreya Sect envoy at the gate of the Wang family...

Later in Jianhu City, it seems that He Lei's exposure was also because of Zhao Changhe?

It seems plausible to say that the Hu people's troubles were completely ruined by Zhao Changhe, and that the seventh place in the list died because of him.

It's a bit weird... On the face of it, what he did is not a big deal, but the impact is bizarre. In the sect, this is often a matter of fate, and it is not something ordinary people can afford.

No wonder my father pays more and more attention to it now. He has to personally ask about Zhao Changhe's information about every detail, and others think he is looking at his son-in-law. Situation?

But I heard Zhao Changhe sighed in a self-centered manner: "I am sighing, but I am the seventh in the list. I died without a sense of heroism. It is no different from ordinary small shrimps."

"...There is still a difference. If anyone dies, the book of troubled times will not report. Besides, how do you know whether the scene was heroic or not? Maybe Suzaku also put in a lot of effort, and finally sent out an attack to the stubborn opponent. A sigh of sympathy?"

Zhao Changhe complained: "Have you read too many story books?"

Cui Yuanyong poked his neck and said: "Why, I think I will do it if I change it!"

Zhao Changhe snorted: "If you are you, Suzaku will look at his corpse and count me as the loser, that old woman..."

Cui Yuanyong also complained: "I know you understand old women very well."

Zhao Changhe: "...Damn it."

In fact, Zhao Changhe just saw that Xia Longyuan's after-effects had not been relieved, and felt that the rankings were like ants. Of course, Cui Yuanyong couldn't understand this feeling.

But seeing Zhao Changhe's exclamation, Cui Yuanyong couldn't help feeling a little infected, and sighed: "You're right, the seventh in the land list dies so easily, what about us? I always feel like duckweed after practicing for so long. But I still have to practice."

Zhao Changhe said: "Stop scrolling, brother, I know that you have already reached the ninth level of the entrance. I am the same generation as you, and I am under a lot of pressure."

"You're a big ass, and we're just as stressed as your generation, isn't it? By the way, how do you know I'm Jiuzhong?"

"Just cheat. I think you won't fall behind. You are on par with Yue Hongling. How can you bear her being on the list? You are still a hidden dragon? It should be more than a year since you entered the ninth level. It is not unusual to enter the ninth level Tell me, when do you plan to enter the list?"

"Don't you have to find a chance to prove yourself... According to the judgment of the Book of Chaos, Xue Canghai made up the list instead of me. It is obvious that I can't beat Xue Canghai. I am not convinced, don't let me see him."

Zhao Changhe couldn't laugh or cry, feeling that Master Xue was really unlucky.

The most embarrassing thing about Lao Xue in his life was being picked by Yue Hongling by leapfrogging him, and he has been talked about by the world until now. For the shame of blood, he probably didn't care about anything else, he was cultivating desperately, and planned to give Yue Hongling a bad message when they meet next time. So the Blood God Sect has died down in the past few months, which is probably related to this.

As a result, it was suspected that he was going to vomit blood due to anger in the report of Book of Chaos, and his strength was not hidden, so the effect was lost by half. Forget it, it also aroused the dissatisfaction and fighting spirit of Cui Yuanyong and other interested parties, as bright as fireflies in the dark night.

Guessing that Old Xue is jumping and scolding in the Blood God Sect at this moment, which idiot wrote a broken book, will he write a book?

Cui Yuanyong said again: "Say we roll, don't you roll better than anyone else? It's been a year since I practiced martial arts. Let's see how many people have been left behind by you... Can you figure out how much rest time you have for peace of mind? How much?"

Zhao Changhe thought about it, secretly thinking that it really can't be calculated, it feels like it may only be about ten days, when he and Tang Wanzhuang were in Gusu.

Even at that time, I was sorting out swordsmanship and learning the piano... In this world, there are so many volumes, I am afraid that I will go to Qingbei.

He took a sip of his wine and laughed self-deprecatingly: "Yeah, I'm just a cabbage, and I'm the one who rolls and cabbage."

Cui Yuanyong laughed so hard that he spit out a sip of wine: "Sometimes your words are really interesting... If you are a vegetable, everyone else will be a melon. Let me tell you where the description of Juan comes from. I haven't heard it before, but I feel inexplicably appropriate."

"Zhao Cuo dialect." Zhao Changhe suddenly asked: "Hey, it stands to reason that His Majesty also speaks Zhao Cuo dialect. Have you never heard of it?"

"No, how can your majesty say so many weird words like you, and he didn't come from Zhao Cuo, so how can he speak the Zhao Cuo dialect?"

Zhao Changhe secretly thought that Xia Longyuan didn't know how to do it. He won the world, and he didn't want to promote some industrial transformation like other travelers. He lived like a native, and maybe he happily missed some in front of him modern word...

Many times, in order not to appear to speak too strangely, I also consciously control it. Now that I have traveled for almost a year, there are fewer and fewer modern words leaked out. It is not easy to find a replacement, such as this volume. It's really difficult to be like Xia Longyuan.

It shows that Xia Longyuan may not be very old when he crosses, he is probably a sophomore in high school, and his environmental adaptability and plasticity are much higher than his own. It can also explain why his meridians are not as useless as his own. If they met each other in the same age, he would be a younger brother. Now that he has become a father-in-law, he can only talk about the two concepts of "time and space", which are too mysterious.

Well, Xia Longyuan's mind is still full, this time the impact on the soul is too great. Zhao Changhe shook his head, and intentionally got back to business: "You said you entrusted me with something, what is it?"

"Our chivalrous battalion is basically all people from the rivers and lakes who come to help spontaneously. Each has a division of labor. Some go directly to the army, and some organize elite teams to harass the enemy's rear. This is very suitable for people from the rivers and lakes. Of course, as I said just now, there are also some who work alone. , I don’t know how many died.”

Zhao Changhe nodded: "Well, I think I'm also suitable to be a special soldier to harass the enemy's rear. Why don't you give me a map, indicating the forces and the distribution of troops, and I'll go play."

"There are environmental maps, so don't even think about maps like power and military strength. That changes too much." Cui Yuanyong said: "Don't interrupt, what I'm talking about now is that a few days ago a team disappeared, and their life and death are unknown. We are organizing people to sentry in that direction, and if we are lucky enough to survive, it would be a blessing to be able to rescue him."

"You intend to involve me in the search and rescue operation?"

"I think this suits you very well. You are fast, alert, and smart. You are different from those swarming rivers and lakes." Cui Yuanyong said as he took out a sheepskin map and pointed to a location : "This is the topographic map of that area. There is a water source here. Originally, a tribe was stationed there. The information we got was that there were not many people. I don't know why they fell so that no one escaped... maybe It’s not a fall, anyway, someone with a clear mind should go and see.”

Zhao Changhe took the map and looked at it for a while, then put it in his arms happily: "Okay, I came here to find some specific jobs, so I knew it was right to find the Knight Camp."

Cui Yuanyong said seriously: "Don't die outside, like Herley."

Zhao Changhe said: "You say that, I'm worried about one thing..."

"Um?"

"Where is Yue Hongling?"

Cui Yuanyong's expression changed slightly: "I can't..."

"Herley is so strong that he could die in Middle Earth, what else is there, there are not many strong people in the grassland."

Cui Yuanyong looked ugly: "You say so, it's been a long, long time since I saw Yue Hongling..."

"Grass!" Zhao Changhe was still in the mood to eat, so he got up suddenly and strode downstairs: "Boss, prepare some dry food for me... yes, a little more, it will be for ten days!"

Cui Yuanyong chased after him helplessly: "What are you in a hurry for, can you find someone with a hundred days of dry food?"

"..."

"There is a yellow sand collection marked on the map. That's where the various ethnic groups in the grassland trade. If you have the opportunity, you can go there to find out the news, and you can also supply. It's better than looking around there like a headless chicken... It's just Remember, you must be careful, the degree of mixed fish and dragons over there is far more than that in Jianhu City."