After feeding the exiled criminals, she was forced to reveal herself

Chapter 53: Should I accept the wealth that pours from the sky?
Military tactics and formations have always been a general's favorite.

Xie Yuchuan was no exception. He started learning martial arts at the age of three. He started practicing martial arts at a young age. When he was a teenager, he followed his father and brother into battle to kill the enemy. He studied hard with Yu Yongbing for many years and did not dare to slack off at all.

The Xie family has always been strict in managing the army. There are many military formations passed down from generations of generals, which are very effective in fending off enemies on the battlefield. However, this so-called mandarin duck formation in his dream really made his heart beat wildly.

When he woke up, Xie Yuchuan was completely sleepless.

He crossed his knees, put on his thin shirt and meditated to adjust his breathing.

Closing his eyes, what he saw and heard in his dream just now appeared in front of his eyes like a reflection.

The more he thought about it over and over, the more amazed he became.

This formation combines soldiers and weapons into one, fully integrating their strengths and weaknesses. Its formation can be flexibly changed according to the actual environment, and it has both offense and defense. If it is coordinated properly, it can defeat more with less, which is surprising and very effective.

I looked through the Xie family's military books and formations, but I didn't see this formation!
Xie Yuchuan felt like he had found a treasure.

The immortal told him about his peerless formation in his dream, and he recreated it with kindness.

He concentrated on thanking his family gods. Although he did not know where the gods lived in the nine heavens, Xie Yuchuan still bowed to Xuantian.

A new message popped up on the screen of Tu Hua's cell phone beside her pillow, from Xie Yuchuan.

"Xie Yuchuan: Yu Heng thanks the immortal master for preaching and teaching me the formation in my dream. My gratitude cannot be expressed in words. God has spirit. I wish you happiness, longevity and health."

Tu Hua was lying on her side, hugging the quilt and sleeping in the dark, deep in her dream.

The twilight is beginning to appear, and the fog is rising and the smoke is disappearing.

The custody officers were all awake, and the prisoners were also woken up one after another. After breakfast, the yamen officer took the people to count the number of people, and there were many. The yamen officer returned with satisfaction, and the team packed their bags and started a new day's journey.

Further forward from the Songjiang River, after a few days of walking, we should reach Panlong Ridge.

Xiong Jiushan had visited that place before on official business. As Min Zhong, the steward of the caravan, said, the land was high, the forests were dense, and there were swarms of wild animals, so it was indeed difficult to pass.

In recent years, enemy countries have repeatedly invaded the border. There have been wars outside the pass. There have been successive disasters in the pass. People's livelihood has been in ruins. It is not uncommon for people to fall out of line and become bandits.

Only the singing and dancing in the capital flourished, the rich did not know that the poor were hungry, and the ruins of the beams were hidden under the voices of greed and decadence.

Outside the jurisdiction of the Jingwei Mansion, there is a post station between Songjiang Town and Panlongling. It is responsible for emergency military transfers in central Beijing and the border areas, and to entertain government officials in their free time.

Xiong Jiushan's idea was that if the team was moving fast, he would rush to the official post station to rest early. Even if he gave the bandits on Panlong Ridge 800 courage, they would not dare to cause trouble in an important military area.

If the traveling speed is slow, follow the suggestions of other officials and rest overnight at Panlong Ridge and Gaojia Village in front of the post station.

The Jingwei Mansion has not organized manpower to suppress the bandits, and Xiong Jiushan is unwilling to delve into the reasons.

He had observed the Min family's caravan. There were both servants and thugs in the caravan, and there were many mighty people in it, who looked like they had been escorts before.

Such a composition of personnel has suffered a hidden loss at Panlongling.

Naturally, Xiong Jiushan would not underestimate that group of bandits.

An adjutant came and asked, "Sir, will the prisoner still wear the shackles today?"

Xiong Jiushan pondered for a moment and said, "Let's postpone today. Leave early and go to Gaojia Village to rest."

With Xiong Jiushan's words, everyone knew it.

If we could get to the village early to rest, at least it wouldn't be as hard as having to eat and sleep outside in the past few days. The escorting officers were very happy.

The exile team passed through villages in various states, and as long as it did not cause any trouble to the state governments, convenience would usually be provided.

When passing through a village, you are not allowed to enter the village and cause nuisance, but you can find people in the village discussing food and accommodation. Under normal circumstances, the village would not be too repellent. After all, the prisoners passing by were not necessarily poor people. Some prisoners were very capable and enjoyed a lot of food and drink while riding a carriage to stop.

Staying at the edge of the village, with the guards watching, the shackles and shackles are very safe. Both the guards and the prisoners always have to eat and drink, so the village is not at a disadvantage.

Dongzi climbed over the mountains and ridges, and knocked on the door of Zhenggao Shusheng's house in Gaojia Village before the exile team.

"Uncle Third! Open the door quickly! It's urgent!"

Dongzi knocked on the door loudly.

After harvesting grain at the end of autumn, there is no livelihood in the village in winter. The men in the village either go to the mountains or to the city, while the women sew clothes at home, or go to the foot of the mountain to pick up wild vegetables and dry them for winter.

Gao Shusheng was the leader of Gaojia Village, and today he was supposed to be leading the young adults in the village to go into the mountains in search of some mountain products.

But a few days ago, some young people from the village came back from the city. They said that the city was busy and they were short of people to carry groceries. They pulled over a dozen people at once. Gao Shusheng suddenly had no one available and could only wait for them to come back.

Among them are Gao Shanhe and Dongzi, who are experts in the mountains.

The man who was supposed to come back in two days suddenly came to see him.

Gao Shusheng put on his clothes and smoked a pot and came out to open the door, "What a big deal, the door of my house is about to be smashed. Maomao is stunned, when will he grow up."

After all, Dongzi was allowed to enter the house.

As soon as Dongzi entered the house, he warmed up first, rubbed his hands and said to Gao Shusheng: "Uncle, there is a group of deported prisoners ahead, and they may have to pass by our village."

"Are there any more exiles?" Gao Shusheng asked.

"Yeah!" Dongzi nodded.

"Come here whenever you want. We have to come here several times throughout the year. Don't be afraid. There are a few spare houses and open space on the east side of the village. We can lend them the space."

Gao Shusheng didn't think this was a big deal, just follow the usual New Year routine.

But Dongzi shook his head several times: "This time is different! Third uncle, there are more of them this time."

When Gao Shusheng heard that there were many people, he became more energetic and asked hurriedly: "There are many people, how many people are there? Do you know?"

"Brother Shanhe asked me to take a detour and come back first to give you a message. I was supposed to be back early in the morning, but the fog in the mountains made wolves howl happily the night after, so I hid in the water cave in the mountains for half the night. I woke up and told you as soon as dawn. . Shanhe said, there are more than a hundred of them, including officers, soldiers and prisoners!"

"so much?!"

Gao Lizheng was also frightened.

"There is also a caravan following us, there are quite a few people there, there are dozens of them." Dongzi said again.

At this moment, Gao Shusheng couldn't sit still.

He got up and paced back and forth in the room, asking Dongzi in detail why there were so many exiled prisoners this time. In the past, there were at most dozens, which was a lot, but this time there were so many people. Their Gaojia Village only had one hundred, fifty or sixty households. People, not to mention many men are not in the village now, they have gone to the city to work.

Hula suddenly came to the village with so many people, how could their temple cope with it?
But having more people means more benefits. From what Dongzi said, many of the prisoners had a little money, and Gao Shanhe could make a fortune by taking him selling straw sandals.

Then... when we get to the village, we need to change some food for the road, right?

Besides, there are also wealthy merchants. They are free people. They always have good food and food when they live in the village, and they spend a lot of money.

Gao Li was a little torn between wealth on one side and danger on the other.

(End of this chapter)