Shenmu's plan worked again.

Although he and Xue Jingkang must have a battle, it is definitely good to make a lot of money by hand.

It's not that he was unscrupulous, or he had no sympathy for Song Zhenque and Dali.

But he had a clear understanding in his heart, and it was confirmed before that from undercover Gu Shouzhi.

That is, no matter when, you cannot underestimate any dynasty.

Even now, Dali has already run out of ammunition and food.

But in fact, if you think about it, you can know how a dynasty can have money to cross the river without being overwhelmed?

If there was no point in it, the dynasty would have been disbanded long ago.

But Song Zhenque is still struggling to hold on now and has no meaning at all. What does this mean?

This shows that he has a back-up move and is still very rich in financial guarantees.

Just wait until you defeat Nanjing, Dali can already be operated normally.

This is definitely a large amount, and he should have hidden this money, at least not even Gu Shouzhi knew about it.

However, the two of them had analyzed before, most of them were.

So this time was an opportunity. I was really sorry for this opportunity if I didn’t squeeze Song Zhenque dry.

Inside the battalion commander.

Chen Mu and Song Zhenque chatted for a long time.

However, the topic afterwards was that it had nothing to do with money, but how to really start dealing with the Nanjing Dynasty and Xue Jingkang.

Song Zhenque: "So, do you hope we will continue to support us at the official road pavilion?"

Chen Mu nodded: "That's right, I need you to continue to fight against the Nanjing army, so there is no need to worry about the supplies."

"But, we are really no match now." Song Zhenque smiled bitterly.

Chen Mu: "Don't worry, Fengjiang will send 300 monks to join, so there should be no problem."

"What? Only three hundred?" Song Zhenque didn't know what to say.

I thought Fengjiang would give him some help.

As a result, there are only three hundred monks, and this is not enough to be stuck in the gap. If you say it, you may be laughed at by someone.

Chen Mu did not respond or accident with Song Zhenque's despise.

No matter who hears three hundred people, they may feel that it is very few.

After all, except for the members of Fengjiang, no one knows how terrifying the combat power of Fengjiang monks after they are equipped with the firearms of the Demon Bullets.

And the most important thing is that these three hundred monks.

A special exercise subject in recent days: How to shoot down a mobile target like a sword cultivator that is flying in the air.

Although he is not yet perfect, it is still more than enough to restrain Nanjing's sword cultivator army.

Chen Mu patted Song Zhenque's shoulder: "Believe me, it doesn't work, it doesn't cost money, but if these 300 people are effective, then I need to add 20%, how about it?"

"Okay! That's what you said!"

Chen Mu held back his smile and showed a proud face. He said seriously: "Don't worry, one word is certain. Any casualties and losses of the three hundred monks in the border will be considered mine, but if the helpers resist it, they will be blocked. , I need to add 20% to the agreed price."

"Trade!" Song Zhenque agreed readily.

In his opinion, it is actually enough that Chen Mu can take action.

As for these 300 people, what can they do even if they are all cultivators in the Central Martial Realm?

This is a battle of hundreds of thousands of troops.

If three hundred monks can decide the outcome of a war, then these dynasties will not have to be confused.

Chen Mu: "Okay, then do what I said. Also, you have to remember that you only need to resist the Nanjing army here. No matter what happens, you don't need to worry about it, including Xue Jingkang I'll solve it."

Song Zhenque nodded cautiously.

Although I don’t know what Chen Mu said, I still agreed.

Since I have decided to bet.

Then you must be decisive and buy and leave, and no longer hesitate.

…

…

It was already late at night after leaving the Guandaoting military camp.

Gu Shouzhi, Xiao Nanhe and others sent Shen Mu out of the military camp, and then took a look at the dark road.

"I really don't need to send you back?"

Chen Mu shook his head slightly: "The Guandao Pavilion is so close to Fengjiang City, there is no need, otherwise I will let Li Tieniu send it when I come."

Gu Shouzhi nodded and said nothing.

From the Guandao Pavilion to Fengjiang City, if a monk in Shangwu Realm advances at full speed, he will arrive in just a few breaths.

There is really no need to worry about anything.

After a brief chat, Chen Mu said goodbye to the few people, turned around and the carriage arranged by Song Zhenque, heading towards the form of Fengjiang City.

On the official road late at night, you can hear the rustling wind.

Spring is coming, it is no longer so cold.

Shen Mu jumped open the car window and looked out the dark outside.

He is still very familiar with this road.

It can be said that after leaving Fengjiang City, most routes have to pass here.

The soldiers driving the carriage in front were from Dali military camp.

Chen Mu asked, "Brother, I don't know whose subordinate he is?"

The coachman heard Chen Mu's question and turned around and said excitedly while holding the reins, "Go back to the Lord Shen City, I am from the Dali Iron Cavalry Camp, but I went to the front line before on the border, and our battalion commander died, so We will temporarily be incorporated into the team of General Xiao Nanhe."

Chen Mu nodded: "So that's it, no wonder. I've long heard of the reputation of the Dali Iron Cavalry. It is the most powerful army in the Dali army, very powerful."

The coachman and soldier smiled awkwardly, and then said flatteredly: "Hi, Lord Shen was joking. We are all ordinary soldiers, not worth mentioning. Your reputation is amazing. As for you, we will all be It was the kids fighting.”

Chen Mu patted the coachman on the shoulder to encourage him: "Brothers cannot say that. It is the righteousness to defend the country. I am far inferior to you in fighting for personal interests."

The coachman sighed, Niu Tou went over to continue driving, but only sighed, with a sad face: "It's a pity that our battalion commander was killed by Nanjing's sword cultivator..."

"Don't be discouraged, sooner or later, you can take revenge."

The coachman wiped his tears and turned around and said, "Lord Shen, can you please help our battalion commander revenge! I can be a cow and a horse for you. Nanjing is so hateful! I know you have a tenth floor major repair behind you. Can you Help us get revenge!”

The coachman was very excited, with sad eyes and a little hysterical.

In fact, most of the people in the army are like this, and their family, country and comrades are more important than others.

Chen Mu looked at the trembling and sobbing coachman and did not speak any more comfort.

Instead, he leaned back slightly, then looked at the deep dark night sky and said slowly: "It's okay to take revenge, but before that, should you look at the road beneath your feet?"

The coachman was stunned and a little confused: "What's wrong with the road? Isn't this the way back to Fengjiang?"

Chen Mu smiled and shook his head: "I didn't say I want to go back to Fengjiang City."

"Then, where are the main places in Shencheng?" asked the coachman.

Chen Mu narrowed his eyes slightly: "It doesn't matter where he goes. The key is, where did you come from?"

This is finished.

The surroundings suddenly became quiet.

The number is swaying and subtle.

The coachman's sad and honest face suddenly became gloomy.

The previous voice disappeared.

Instead, it is an extremely cold and irritating voice.

"Hmph~How did you... see me?"
Chapter completed!