The heavens start from Maoshan

Chapter 112 Replay of the Battle of Ma Liangji

Since ancient times, I really can't keep it.

Zhang Heng walked down the mountain, turning around every three steps.

He kindly encouraged Lao Xu, saying that he could become a fairy.

The result was good, Lao Xu drove him down the mountain, saying that he was too good at pretending.

There is a lesson to be learned from the world, and this sentence is what Old Xu said, if Zhang Daudao dared to say that, he would go up and beat him.

But then again.

He seems to have a little impression of the ancient tombs in Hepu.

I remember that it was publicized by later generations that there were more than 30 first-class national treasures unearthed alone, and the total number of cultural relics reached [-]. Gold chariots and silver horses were also unearthed.

On the train.

Zhang Heng locked himself in the carriage, returned to Hyundai, and searched for news about the Hepu Tombs.

Do not search do not know.

This Hepu burial group was actually left by the Huang family in Guanxi in the Eastern Han Dynasty.

The Huang clan in Kansai was relatively prosperous in the Eastern Han Dynasty, and some people once achieved the post of prefect of Jiaozhi.

In the Eastern Han Dynasty, he was exiled to Lingnan due to his involvement in the witchcraft rebellion, so he settled down in Hepu.

In the following hundreds of years, there were ups and downs, and it was not until the Tang and Song Dynasties that they moved again.

As for where it moved, it's hard to say, because the time is too long.

"No wonder the No. [-] Mao can't stand it, these are a group of thousand-year-old corpses!"

"But fortunately, limited by the current era, even if you are a thousand-year-old corpse, you will not be able to enjoy yourself. Even if you ignore them, the torrent of humanity will change, and the world will change again. Under the suppression of the times, you will end up with a pile of dead bones."

"But don't wait for the times to suppress it. There are so many cultural relics in the tomb. As a son and daughter of China, I have a duty to protect them!"

Thinking about the golden chariot and silver horse in the tomb, Zhang Heng pondered: "I don't know how big this golden chariot is, whether it can fit in the living room."

Such a good thing, of course, should be placed in the living room and wiped frequently, so why not put it in a museum?

Zhang Heng suspected that it was donated to the museum, and later it would be gold-plated.

a few days later.

Hepu County.

"Marshal, you've arrived in Hepu County."

When Zhang Heng got off the train, the train station was already under martial law.

Although in name, Zhang Heng, the governor of Hainan and the head of Hepu County, are both officials appointed by the Nanguo government and have no affiliation.

But anyone with a discerning eye knows that the warlord Zhang Heng didn't come here by begging, but by guns.

So when he received the news that Zhang Heng was coming to Hepu, the most nervous person was the Hepu county magistrate.

After all, Hepu is too close to Rongcheng and too far away from the Nanguo government. Who knows what the purpose of the King of Hainan is here.

In case it is a false way to destroy Guo, there will be no tears to cry by then.

"Marshal Zhang, I am Fang Mingyuan, the magistrate of Hepu County. On behalf of all the villagers in the county, I welcome your visit and thank you for coming to eliminate zombies for us."

A middle-aged man in a robe and glasses greeted him with a bow and bow.

Zhang Heng glanced at him, knowing what he was worried about, and said with a smile: "These days, people who tell lies are popular, but people who tell the truth are not trusted. What kind of strange world do you think this is?"

Fang Mingyuan didn't dare to answer these words, so he could only say flatteringly: "Marshal, as the saying goes, sharpening knives does not miss woodcutters, I called some local gentry, and invited the best theater troupe in the county to accompany me, see if you can Let's have a meal, let's all sit down and have a meal."

"Have a meal!"

Zhang Heng looked at the time, and it was almost time for dinner.

In the past few days on the train, he could say that the people in the guard battalion were miserable. They had been eating steamed buns and plain water to satisfy their hunger.

Now at the destination, if he doesn't eat it, he has to let the little ones eat something good. This is not for nothing.

"Well, it's hard to turn down the hospitality, so I won't make things difficult for you."

"However, you wait and wait, there is still one person short."

Zhang Heng looked left and right while talking.

a little.

A British-style carriage drove up in the distance, and a man in a suit and leather shoes got out of the carriage, holding a cane in his hand and wearing a rose bag on his chest.

"People are coming."

White suit with red roses.

With such a fashionable dress, who else could it be except Yi Mao.

"Uncle, don't come here for a long time, will you be safe?"

Zhang Heng smiled and asked No. [-] Mao.

"It's okay. I recently met an English magician named David Pineapple Fly. I learned a lot from him."

No. [-] Mao picked up the roses and smelled them, then glanced at the soldiers standing in two rows behind Zhang Heng, and said enviously: "Nephew, you are so majestic all day long, go out and do whatever you want." Just bring a few hundred people?"

Zhang Heng smiled wryly and said, "Isn't this going back to Maoshan to bring something to the elders? If there are fewer people, whoever will carry it up."

"That's a lot of things!"

No. [-] Mao was a bit apprehensive: "I'm also your uncle, why didn't I see you treat me so well?"

"How can it be bad, isn't my nephew just waiting for you, and then go to the banquet together?"

Zhang Heng asked County Magistrate Fang, "Is the car ready?"

"Ready."

County Magistrate Fang nodded again and again.

Hearing such an answer, Zhang Heng said to No. [-] Mao: "Master, let's go eat something first, let's talk while we have something to say."

"I don't have to pay for it."

Yimao leaned on a cane and followed behind gracefully.

After a while.

Everyone came to a restaurant.

When I went in, I saw that the hall was full of local gentry, and a stage was set up.

Seeing Zhang Heng coming in, several representatives of the country gentry got up one after another, and said respectfully: "Master Zhang came from a long way, it really makes my Hepu flourish."

"Okay, let's not talk about being polite, let's take a seat."

Zhang Heng said straightforwardly.

If it were an ordinary person who said this, others would definitely not be happy.

But when Zhang Heng said this, everyone couldn't help but praised him: "The commander-in-chief is really bold, and he really did great things."

"That's right, the commander-in-chief walks like a dragon and a tiger, swallowing thousands of miles with anger, and he is not a mortal at first sight."

When a person is successful, farts are fragrant, and there are even more people holding stinky feet.

Zhang Heng didn't pay attention to this, and walked to the box in the first place.

When we got to the box, it was somewhat cleaner.

Zhang Heng sat down on the main seat, and asked the first Mao who was sitting next to him: "Uncle, have you been to Tenteng Town, how is the situation there?"

"I've been there. All the people in a town are gone. I even brought people to build a wall outside the town. Otherwise, how could these bastards eat here."

First Mao didn't have a good impression of these gentry.

Because he came from thousands of miles to help deal with the zombies, but these people have different noses and eyes in front of him, as if the zombies were released by him.

Especially the county magistrate Fang, he asked for a meeting several times but failed to meet the real master, and a secretary sent him away. He didn't believe that he could deal with zombies at all.

The first time Mao thought of it, he was angry.

Who said that to deal with zombies, you must wear Taoist robes, hold mahogany swords, and draw yellow talismans.

Can't suits and leather shoes work?
It's already 1921, why do people still judge people by their cover.

"Marshal, the Tenteng town you are talking about is the one in Baitouling?"

Hearing the conversation between the two, a squire couldn't help asking.

"Yeah, otherwise, what do you think I'm here for?"

Zhang Heng frowned: "Come to drink with you?"

When everyone heard this, they were not angry but happy, and immediately flattered: "You are a hero among men. When you heard that Hepu was in trouble, you immediately led troops to support us. We have to toast you on behalf of the people of Hepu."

When Zhang Heng heard it, a sneer appeared on his face: "You don't want a glass of wine and send me away for a flattering?"

Everyone looked at each other.

Zhang Heng said indifferently: "The soldiers and horses have not been moved, and the food and grass go first. In the future, this matter will be settled. One of the squires in the restaurant today counts as one. Give me a hundred thousand oceans, otherwise, hum."

Hearing this, all the squires were like eggplants beaten by Shuang, and they became honest in an instant.

This is what Zhang Heng wanted.

Just eat a meal and eat it well, and you want to go to heaven if you brag about it.

"Actually, we have been trying to solve the matter in Tengteng Town."

"Some time ago, I invited more than a dozen monks from nearby temples to enter, but nothing was done."

County Magistrate Fang said with an aggrieved face.

"Don't worry, I'm sure I'll be fine this time. You just need to prepare the money later."

Having said this, Zhang Heng asked Xiang Yimao again: "How many zombies are there in Tenteng Town now?"

No. [-] Mao showed a serious look: "There are only a few hundred zombies who escaped from the ancient tomb, but after being bitten by zombies, there are more people who become zombies, at least one or two thousand."

"One or two thousand!"

While calculating how much gasoline and flamethrowers he would need, Zhang Heng asked, "How is the strength of the zombies?"

"The strength is not very strong, most of them are white zombies, and only two or three black zombies can be seen."

"Of course, it is not ruled out that some white zombies sucked human blood and turned into black zombies."

"But even so, the number of black zombies will not be too many, and I have already thought of how to deal with them."

Yimao's eyes fell on Zhang Heng's Taiping Sword: "Your sword can call wind and rain, isn't it?"

"Tomorrow at noon, when the time comes, the yellow wind will be called to blow down their houses, and the yellow rain will be called to corrode their coffins."

"When the sun shines down, whether he is black or white, he is nothing but a pile of white ashes."

"crazy?"

Zhang Heng looked at him speechlessly: "Do you know how big a town is, and the yellow wind and yellow rain that destroys a small town, you think I'm General Tiangong?"

"Then what do you say?"

First Mao spread his hands.

"If you want me to say, of course the army is suppressing the border, and the battle of Ma Liangji will be repeated."

"At that time, I will bring thirty artillery pieces over, first to bombard them, then to press them with flamethrowers, and then with heavy machine guns."

"In just one hour, I can erase Tenteng Town from the map, and let these servants see what modernization is."

Speaking of this, Zhang Heng looked at No. [-] Mao: "Zombies, tangible things, you don't plan to let me hold the yellow talisman with you, and go to the opponent's thousands of zombies inside?"

"I won't go, Master Lin Jiu is powerful enough, a hundred zombies almost overturned him, a lesson from the past, a lesson from the past!"

No. [-] Mao hesitated: "Human sea tactics, isn't this too much?"

Zhang Heng whispered: "Not poisonous, not husband!"

He glanced at the squires on the table: "Military expenditures are theirs."

(End of this chapter)