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Han Ruzi did insist on practicing, and even at the busiest time, he never thought of giving up. He didn't spend much time every day, but he rarely interrupted. This has become a habit of him, and he also felt a little benefit, and he recovered significantly faster from fatigue, especially compared with King Donghai.

But when it comes to fighting, the little internal skills he has learned and a few half-baked boxing techniques is completely useless.

Meng E slapped her palm, and Han Ruzi had no idea how to judge the direction, so she could only resist with her chest.

With a bang, Han Ruzi felt a little frustrated. She did not lean back, but leaned forward. He held his hands on the bed before he could barely maintain balance.

The second palm came again, and Han Ruzi still had nowhere to hide. This time she turned to lean back and supported her body with her hands, but did not completely fall down.

Bang bang bang bang, Meng E's palms slapped one after another, Han Ruzi had no power to resist, leaning forward and backward like a tumbler, feeling angry, but she always held her chest and couldn't even say anything.

After more than a dozen times, Meng E finally stopped. Han Ruzi gasped. It took a while to relieve the stuffy air in her chest. Just as she was about to speak, Zhang Youcai's concerning question came from outside: "Master, do you need help?"

"No, I've already lie down, you go and rest." Han Ruzi calmed down. No matter what, Meng E had no malice.

Zhang Youcai said outside.

After waiting for a while, Han Ruzi whispered: "Are you still here?"

After a while, Meng E replied: "Here."

"Is this a competition?"

"Um."

"Did I lose or win?"

"If you lose, you won't hear my voice." Meng E was silent for a while, "You are indeed persistent in practicing martial arts, and maybe you will insist on regaining the throne. What do you want to know? Ask, I will not hide it anymore."

"Have you always known Yang Feng?" Han Ruzi asked immediately.

"It was him who introduced our brother and sister to the Queen Mother. At that time, the Queen Mother was still the princess."

Han Ruzi's heart moved. Yang Feng had always followed the most promising person. It seemed that he had long been optimistic about the empress dowager, but he could only ask Yang Feng about this matter later. So he said: "One of you brother and sister protect the empress dowager and the other... teach me internal skills. I guess what I have done is quite a big deal. What is it?"

Meng E was silent for a while, "We siblings have no surname Meng, but Chen."

"Yes." Chen is a very ordinary surname, and Han Ruzi couldn't hear any information.

Meng E was silent for a while, "We are descendants of King Qi."

"What?" Han Ruzi was really startled and immediately realized that he had made a mistake, "Oh, it's not the King of Qi who plotted against him, but... the King of Qi Chen Lun who competed for the world with Taizu?"

"That's right, our brother and sister are the sixth generation grandsons of King Qi."

"It's been more than 120 years." Han Ruzi didn't know what to say.

"It's not long. Han has not forgotten the past. It has been recorded in the history of the country, and we have not forgotten it, but in our hearts."

"You... want to restore the country?" Han Ruzi finally understood what the Meng brothers and sisters were planning.

"Um."

"That's impossible." Han Ruzi blurted out, and immediately changed into a more serious tone. "That's impossible. Although I am not the emperor now, I can say anything and do to win over my followers, but I can't lie to you in this matter. No descendant of the Han family will allow Chen to restore Qi. If the Empress Dowager promises you, she must be lying."

"What we want is not the land and people of Qi, but the name of Qi."

"I do not understand……"

"There are many countries around the Great Chu, and we can choose the place. We only need 20,000 or 30,000 elite troops to restore Qi, regardless of the inch of land in Great Chu."

"It's just borrowing troops." Han Ruzi felt that he could consider this.

"And afterwards, Qi State is willing to submit to the Great Chu."

This time it didn't sound so outrageous. Han Ruzi thought for a while, "Even so, this is not an ordinary requirement. The Emperor of Great Chu would not send troops to attack the surrounding small countries."

"It will definitely make the Great Chu Master famous."

"Okay, assuming I can help you, what will you exchange for? Internal strength... I can only thank you, and I will not exchange tens of thousands of elite soldiers with a country name."

"The conditions I give you are the same as those for the Queen Mother: one day, when you think it is worth it, you will ask me for it. As long as you speak, I will agree, and that will be considered a transaction."

"You have saved me twice, but I have not repaid you yet." Han Ruzi hopes to reduce the stiffness in the "transaction".

"I took the initiative to do that, and my internal strength was also given away, so that you can know how capable I am. That's all, you don't need to repay me, and I don't need it."

Han Ruzi really wanted to tell Meng E that no matter how strong Chen E's martial arts were, it would not be possible to exchange for founding a country. With the Meng brothers and sisters' personalities, they could not rule a country, even if it was a small country.

But what he said was: "Okay, will you stay?"

"I will go to Shaticheng, but you don't have to worry about where I am. When I want to find me, I will write a few words "Chen" on the outer wall of the General's Mansion. I will come to see you that night."

"Remember."

"Don't look for me for trivial matters. When you leave a mark on the wall, it means you will agree to my conditions."

Han Ruzi felt that she would never be able to leave a mark, "Where is the internal strength? Will you continue to teach me?"

"You have to practice for a few more months."

"Then what?"

Meng E's voice disappeared, just like before, coming and going silently, never saying hello.

After so many twists and turns, the empress dowager never had to use the Meng brothers and sisters. Han Ruzi felt that she didn't know how to do it. What he needed was the army, reputation, and not one or two masters in the world.

He practiced his internal skills silently for a while, lay down and rested, and finally felt a little safety within ten steps.

In the early morning of the next day, Han Ruzi was woken up by Zhang Youcai, hurriedly had some breakfast, put on his armor, and prepared to set off.

Yang Feng and the Northern Army had already left one step ahead of schedule.

King Donghai also woke up, sleepy eyes, met Han Ruzi outside the tent, and asked, "You are really not afraid of being tired. I began to hope to get to the Broken Iron City soon. As long as I can sleep for three days, the price will be fine."

The march is very hard. Even if you don’t have to worry about the enemy’s sneak attack, you have to get up early and go to bed late. Everything is to arrive at the designated location on time.

Most of the nobles were tired, and many of them were not even wearing armor, and were swaying on the horse's back. They were pitiful to those followers, and they were also tired and sleepy, but they had to take care of their master's safety and did not dare to relax.

Cui Teng was cheating again and was carried by two followers on the horse. He was not happy and ordered them to get out. He raised his head and looked at Han Ruzi fiercely. He was like this every morning, and his expression gradually eased as the sun rose.

Han Ruzi rode a horse to guard the gate, watching the team leave the camp, several military officers stood beside the general in Zhenbei, meticulously checking the number of people, horses and vehicles, and recording them in the book.

King Donghai was with Han Ruzi and suddenly said, "By the way, I found something. I wonder if you have heard of it? The general of Shenxiong Pass was surnamed Wu."

Most of the gossip Han Ruzi knew about it was from King Donghai, "Submitted to Wu? Could it be..."

“That’s right.”

There is only one possibility that the surname Wu and can be valued by King Donghai, who is the uncle of the current emperor.

The emperor had three uncles. In his early years, he was sent to southern Xinjiang due to the prince's disaster. He was pardoned and returned to Beijing half a year ago. When the Huns invaded in a large-scale manner, they were the first foreign relatives to take the initiative to write letters to ask for battle.

"Who?" Han Ruzi asked.

"Wu Xiu."

Wu Xiu was the emperor's second uncle. Han Ruzi thought about it, "It has nothing to do with us. The Northern Army soldiers were ambushed in the valley outside the pass, not controlled by the Shenxiong."

"That's right, but after passing the customs today, it will be difficult to return to Beijing."

Han Ruzi glanced at King Donghai and said, "The imperial court must be ordered to return to the capital, and anyone who guards the pass must be allowed to do so."

"Haha, you're right." Donghai King smiled.

The military officers had completed all the documents to pass the customs in advance. The city gate was wide open and others were not allowed to pass. Four thousand people and vehicles quickly passed the customs and did not stop in the city for a moment.

At the city gate, Han Ruzi and King Donghai met Wu Xiu, the general guarding the pass. He was a middle-aged man in his forties. His face still had the vicissitudes left by years of hard work and his expression was too serious.

The two sides were more than ten steps apart. At the reminder of the military officer, they looked at each other and nodded. Even if they had met each other, no one said anything.

Han Ruzi was looking at Shenxiong Pass when she was still outside the city.

Shenxiong Pass is built between two peaks. The city wall is even taller than the capital. The city is not big. There are more warehouses on both sides of the street than barracks for people. It is easy to guard the difficult place. It does not require too many garrisons. When necessary, the troops from all over the pass can come to support it. The closest troops will arrive in half a day.

After passing through Shenxiong Pass, the road went down and became more and more tortuous and narrow. Han Ruzi turned his horse and looked back. Looking from the north, the pass became more and more indestructible. He couldn't help but praise: "I really deserve the word "Shenxiong".

Donghai King was a little confused, "This place is obviously closer to the capital, but I feel it is farther away. You took us out of seclusion, I don't care about others, I must come back alive, you have to give me a guarantee."

"What are you guaranteed? Are you guaranteed not to be struck by lightning, hit by stones, or shot by the Huns?"

"Hehe, just laugh, see how long you can laugh."

It takes more than 200 miles from Shenxiong Pass to Shuticheng, and it takes one day to reach the fast horse and whip. The army is moving slowly and takes two days to walk.

Every time they pass by a valley on the way, Han Ruzi and Donghai King would go to see it in person. There were indeed two valleys that had been leveled and guarded by a small number of soldiers, obviously preparing for the establishment of the camp. It is said that there were already formed military camps in the further valley.

King Donghai was a little relieved. In fact, he knew that no one dared to make fun of the encirclement and annihilation of the Huns. He was worried about another thing now, "You must not spend the winter in Shattered Iron City. You can leave after you fight the Huns. Even if you can't go back to Beijing, you must stay inside the pass. It's too dangerous outside the pass."

The mountains on both sides gradually became shorter. At noon the next day, the whole army walked out of the mountainous area and saw the Broken Iron City twenty miles away.

Under the vast sky, the city is as small as a tent.

Han Ruzi firmly remembered the name of the person Yang Feng told him: Fang Daye. (To be continued.)
Chapter completed!