"Chee..."

The proud eagle spreads its wings and flies high, and the sharp eagle echoes around the quiet snow-capped mountains.

The golden sunshine of Mid-Autumn Festival shines on the snowy mountains, and the white snow reflects a dazzling halo.

A little mouse sneaked out of the snow, looked at the world outside, and saw that the eagle had already flown away, so it ran out happily, standing on the snow and rubbed its face with its little paws.

...

Suddenly, a ferocious hand suddenly rushed out of the snow, frightening the mouse so much that it flew up on the spot, and retracted back into the hole.

This is a skinny big hand.

There is almost no flesh under the skin, and the joints are clear.

Full of red and black stains.

It's hard to tell the difference between blood.

Still soil.

The big hand pressed on the snow, making a crisp sound of bones, as if I hadn't moved for a long time.

The next second, a dark head was covered with snow and emerged.

Long hair with a slatted hair.

Dirty face.

A messy beard.

Only a pair of eyes, clearly black and white, shining a lively light that only living creatures have.

He looked left and right, his eyes a little confused.

who I am?

Where am I?

What am I doing?

After a while, the mixed memories suddenly surged out from the depths of his mind. He blurted out: "I am Li Gouzi..."

"No!"

As soon as he said that, he rejected it himself.

The confusion in his eyes faded rapidly, and he whispered in a low voice: "I am Li Zheng!"

"Fourth League Gang...Li Zheng!"

But the clear expression in his eyes did not last long, and it was once again covered by chaos.

"ah……"

He slapped his head and let out a desperate wail.

The blood river rushes out of his body...

"Boom, boom, boom."

The thick snow exploded, and a fierce figure soared into the sky.

...

Taiping Pass.

Beiping League Headquarters Lobby.

The mule and Zhang Meng worked side by side.

Sitting opposite them was Zhang Jingyun, the governor of the prefecture, and Pu Wenxuan, the chief of staff of the General of the Zhu Kingdom.

Zhang Jingyun held the tea bowl in both hands, but there was an anxious look between his eyebrows and eyes: "The prefecture urgently needs to use the Guilian business road to operate the food and fodder... This matter cannot be delayed!"

The prefecture had previously negotiated with the Peking League, but was sternly rejected by the Peking League!

But this time, after pondering for a few breaths, the mule nodded and said, "My leader has not returned, but I can make the decision on this matter for my leader. I will immediately draft the document and issue the branch to make every effort to stabilize the smooth business road!"

Pu Wenxuan, the chief of staff of the General of the Zhu Kingdom, who was dressed in a white-washed blue, heard this and quickly stood up and bowed: "My Wudao Army urgently needs to recruit civilians from all over the country. Want to ask the League to be proud of your actions and cooperate with all your strength!"

The mule hesitated for a moment and nodded, "As long as your army is in accordance with the Dali Law, our Peking League will have no objection to this matter... Our Peking League is willing to donate 300,000 taels of silver to help your army resist the enemy!"

When Pu Wenxuan heard this, he hurriedly said, "I thanked you for your alliance Gao Yi!"

Seeing this, Zhang Yunjing got up and wanted to speak again.

Seeing this, Mule quickly stood up and waved his hand and said, "Mr. Zhang, don't make things difficult for us brothers. My leader has not returned. I am determined to accept the two requests of the two masters. It is a transcendent move. I agree to it again, but I am afraid that I will be in the second place.

The head of the people can't be kept!"

Zhang Jingyun could only smile bitterly and said, "Dare you ask when will the leader of Alliance Zhang return? The military situation is urgent. I can wait, but the soldiers going north cannot wait!"

The mule thought for a while and responded: "At the latest afternoon, you will be able to return to the gate."

"Two sirs, as long as they remain unmoved and the requirements of our Peking League, they can go through the formal procedures first and issue the documents to the students. The students will prepare first. After the leaders of our families return to the customs, they will immediately submit them to the leaders of our families for review.

It’s also good to save some time for the soldiers going north!”

Zhang Jingyun and Pu Wenxuan looked at each other and saw the wry smile in each other's eyes.

If it is just an easy request for materials, why do the two civil officials and officials join forces to Taiping Pass?

They came here for the tens of thousands of elite warriors in Taiping Pass!

The old foundation of Zhenbei Army was consumed as early as the eight hundred miles southbound migration road that year, and the little vitality accumulated over the past two years was also thrown into the flesh-and-blooded grinder of Jintian Mansion.

Today, although the Zhenbei Army still has the aura of a hundred thousand troops, they are all new soldiers who cannot stand the tough battle.

The prefectures recruited from Yanbeizhou and Xiliangzhou were even more vulnerable.

Yanbeizhou and Xiliangzhou have been in peace for a long time. The generals and schools have no intention of fighting and no soldiers. They may be good at bullying the people if they are always bullying the people. If they really want to use weapons, they can't even catch a slightly stronger bandit camp!

Even if such a weak army has 200,000 people, how can it block the Northern Barbarians' tiger and wolf cavalry?

Looking at the three northwestern states of Yan, there are only 10,000 warriors from the Red Flower Division of the Peking League. They are well-trained, capable and dare to fight. With a little training, they are a tiger that can support the skeleton of a hundred thousand troops.

Leopard Army!

The Beijing Alliance advocates Zhang Chu, a famous general in the northwest of Yan!

If Zhang Chu can be persuaded to lead the army out, no matter the outcome of this battle, it can save tens of thousands of Dali'erlang's lives!

But now Zhang Chu is not here.

And this Minister Luo, who is in charge, is also a clever person with a clever heart.

I kept avoiding them two days ago and did not meet them.

Today they finally blocked this guy, and this guy agreed quickly in the little bit. Before the two of them could say something important, they blocked their mouths!

Zhang Jingyun said angrily: "In this way, we can only discuss it after Alliance Leader Zhang returns!"

The mule was relieved when he heard the words and bowed, "My leader returns to the gate, and I will notify the two lords immediately!"

...

Zhang Meng watched Zhang Jingyun and Pu Wenxuan leave.

Until now, his eyes were still a little confused.

It’s not that I can’t understand the conversation between the mule and the two of them.

But he didn't know what the mule called him for!

He is just a businessman and can only accumulate family fortunes for the Peking League, and he can't do anything else.

As for the major events in the league, he never interrupted... nor could he interrupted.

"Can you ask me to be a witness?"

Zhang Meng murmured in his heart and said verbally: "Mule, these are not trivial matters. You can just agree to them without Master Chu's consent. Is it appropriate?"

The mule sighed lightly and said softly: "Your Madam Chu will definitely agree to these things."

Zhang Meng looked confused: "How do you know that Mr. Chu will definitely agree?"

The mule sat back on the chair tiredly, raised her head and looked at the beam of the room, and said softly: "Brother Meng, do you still remember what clothes our Master Chu likes to wear?"

Zhang Meng replied instinctively: "Isn't it a white robe?"

As soon as he said that, he immediately felt something was wrong and frowned and said, "It should be a blue and black dress."

He was also an old man who started his career in Heihu Hall with Zhang Chu, so he naturally knew that his elder brother liked to wear blue and black clothes at the beginning.

As for the white robe...

That was the white robe that the elder brother started to wear after the old woman's grand ceremony.

It takes three years to wear it.

In the past three years, my elder brother has not worn any other colors of clothes.

The mule asked again: "For a while last year, Mr. Chu wore other colors of clothes. Do you remember?"
To be continued...