Refining Demon Tutuo

Chapter 650, everything is 3

Chapter 650, everything is three

Dajiaochang, commonly known as Xixiaochang by the people of Jingzhaofu, is less than two miles away from the city of Jingzhaofu.The school grounds occupy a large area, and cavalry can be practiced on weekdays.After the last turmoil, and this time Jingzhao Mansion removed a lot of people to accompany them, so the West School Field has already been vacated.

From a long distance, He Yuan could already hear the noisy voices in the school grounds.

A few of them entered through the east gate, and saw that the school yard was crowded with people and luggage, and there was the sound of people shouting and neighing everywhere.

A large group of Jianghu people gathered in one place in the east and one in the west, which was very messy. In contrast, the esoteric monks had to be more organized and formed several irregular teams.

The Jingzhao Mansion dispatched some soldiers to accompany them. The soldiers were organized by the superiors, and the team was strict.Although the Kingdom of Jin has been established for a long time, it still maintains some elite soldiers at this time.

He Yuan stood on the camel and took a look.The ranks of soldiers occupied a corner of the school grounds, where it was the quietest and most orderly.

He Yuan jumped off the camel due to the noisy noises made by heroes from all walks of life, feeling dizzy for a while.Let alone exterminating heretics like this, let these people drive out of the school grounds, as soon as they get on the road, they will be separated immediately.

Le Zhen looked around, and said to He Yuan: "Master He, it's too messy here, let's find a place to wait for a while, Master and Uncle should organize these people."

Several people struggled to find a relatively spacious place in the school yard, stopped the carriage, settled the animals, and waited for future arrangements.

After about a few moments, the humming sound of the horn was heard suddenly, and then, the drumming sounded from the other side of the school grounds.The loud voices in tandem immediately silenced the noisy noise.

The noisy murmur gradually subsided.Seven or eight monks and a general in soft armor walked up the reviewing platform of the school grounds.

He Yuan looked over, and Sang Ke walked to the center of the reading platform.As soon as he stood at that position, the general beside him immediately waved the command flag in his hand, and the drums stopped upon hearing the command.

San Ke coughed and began to speak to everyone in the field.There is no microphone, but his internal strength is high, and everyone in Changzhong can hear every word he says clearly.

"Dear benefactors, all fellow martial artists. Today, we are going to start from Jingzhao Mansion to destroy heretics. Along the way, there will be post stations in Jin Kingdom to help with supplies, and friends from all walks of life will come to meet. As long as everyone is united Together, with our strength, this battle will be won."

He paused for a moment, then continued: "This time the journey is long and must be hard work. I would like to thank you all in advance. The court of the Kingdom of Jin has allocated a large amount of luggage, so you don't have to worry about it. In addition, since there will be other companions joining us on the way We, so in order to facilitate the management of the march, we will not fall behind, go astray, or even have difficulties in supply. The poor monk discussed with the countable general and decided to divide all the comrades present into three teams: left, middle and right. Countable The cavalry of the Tiger Wing Battalion led by the general are familiar with the terrain and know how to march. Therefore, they formed a squadron with some disciples of the Garang faction."

As Sang Ke's voice fell.The general in soft armor waved his command flag, and the soldiers waiting on the school field lined up in a neat group, walking towards the middle of the school field, and the people around gave way one after another.

The soldiers stopped and formed a team.A group of fan monks gathered beside them.

He Yuan felt that these were probably the people of the squadron.There are about hundreds of soldiers and more than a hundred monks.

Sanko produced a roll of rosters.

A middle-aged monk beside him took the roster and said loudly: "Part of the disciples of the Esoteric Cult and some of the sects of the rivers and lakes form the left team. For the sects whose names are recited by poor monks, please come to the left hand side of the squadron to meet up."

He began to dot Mao, the first one was Tian Hong of the Wutai School, the second was the Cuihua School, and then the Lingbei School.

The more He Yuan listened, the more familiar he became.Under the leadership of the head or leader, the sects whose names are mentioned gradually gather.Then the Garang faction added the remaining disciples to the team.

He Yuan took a look, and the named sects were named, all of which were very close to the secret sect.They and some monks of the Garang Sect formed the left team.

The left team has about 200 people.

The middle-aged monk turned over the roster and continued: "The rest of the friends from the rivers and lakes form the right team with some disciples of Esoteric Buddhism." He began to read the list, the first one was Xingjiao Temple, followed by Pumen Temple, Shuilu Temple and so on.He Yuan was not familiar with the rest of the sects. Seeing the crowd gathering to the right of the squadron, he felt that he could see some ways.

This group of people all appeared in the seats of the Marshal's Mansion in the capital that day, which was the east seat.To put it bluntly, most people are forced to join.Then, the secret disciples sent here are equivalent to supervising the army.

At this time, he also understood that the monks of the Esoteric Buddhism in Jingzhao Mansion were divided into three groups, and each group had their own people, trying to control the strength of each group.

He Yuan thought to himself, there are also experts in the secret sect, who knew that it was difficult to manage a large number of people, so they divided them into three teams, which is considered old-fashioned management.But the other party's classification method made him feel a little funny.The main monks and well-trained cavalry are considered the main force and direct descendants.Some close sects form a team, which is regarded as servants.These people who are forced to join are considered motley troops.

The secret sect disciples separated one after another and came to their respective teams.

More than a dozen esoteric disciples led the Lakers Warriors to the right team.He Yuan was not in a hurry, he said to Le Zhen: "Go and ask your master, which team shall we follow?"

Although Le Zhen was puzzled, he still separated from the crowd to find his master.

He Yuan looked around the audience, and there were three pairs of people on the school field.After the people gathered, the disciples of the secret sect began to reorganize these people.

The people on the left team are close to the esoteric religion, so there are less conflicts in formation.

Most of the people on the right team here are forced to come here, so it is very troublesome to organize them.

For example, who is closer to whom, who leads more people, and who leads fewer people have become issues that can be disputed.

He Yuan saw that the esoteric disciples in charge of the formation were arguing with the leading sect masters.Maybe they're not good at managing themselves and make a mess very quickly.

When the right team was in chaos, Bayan separated from the crowd and came over.

He walked up and bowed to He Yuan, "It's inconvenient to come and talk just now on the stage. Come here now to see Master He off, I hope you have a safe journey."

He Yuan returned the gift and said, "Thank you, Master, for your kind words."

Bayan said: "After three days, the poor monk will lead people out. We can probably meet in Lingzhou."

After a while, a young monk came to look for Bayan.

Bayan glanced at his disciples, and said to He Yuan: "The poor monk has something else to do, so I bid you farewell here."

He Yuan said goodbye to Bayan and watched him leave.

Not long after Bayan left, a person came out from the messy crowd and walked straight to He Yuan.
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