One month later, it was June of the 27th year of Chonghui.

Near the capital, on the official road.

Qin Yuan, who was carrying a sunflower to protect himself from the sun, rode an overgrown giant panda and walked slowly.

From time to time, shriveled corpses can be seen on the roadside.

Qin Yuan looked numb.

My heart is even more numb.

He saw tens of thousands of such corpses along the way.

Most of them starved to death.

The population of Dahun is too large, and it is impossible to support so many people with current productivity.

As I walked, I heard the faint sound of fighting in front of me.

Who is this hero who wants to donate generously?

Qin Yuan touched his banknote, which was twice as thick as when he left the capital.

After walking forward for a while, Qin Yuan heard the sound of intensive fighting that could only be heard on the battlefield.

Strange, isn’t the war over?

Dropping the sunflowers, jumping off the giant panda, sneaking around like a strange species, arriving on high ground with sparse vegetation.

Look far and wide.

In the distance, two teams of tens of thousands of people were fighting.

One is the Yellow Lotus Sect with a flag and messy costumes.

One is an official army with uniform colors.

Judging from the posture, it was the officers and soldiers who ambushed the Huanglian Sect.

Not long ago, we fought together against the Haixi countries, tsk tsk.

Qin Yuan thought of the chamber pot theory. What is the chamber pot theory? It is very simple. When you pee, you take out the chamber pot and use it. After using it, you just kick it into the corner.

In the next few hours, Huang Lian's men and horses charged with all their might several times, but were beaten back every time.

At this moment, in the forest below, a figure quickly approached.

Qin Yuan thought for a while and did not leave.

In an instant, the other party arrived.

It turned out to be Wei Ting, the governor of Qingzhou.

"It's you"

Wei Ting recognized Qin Yuan at a glance.

"Master Wei actually still remembers a little person like me."

Qin Yuan said in surprise.

He and Wei Ting only met once in total.

Anyone who can achieve great things has something extraordinary about him.

"First of all, I have a good memory, and secondly, you are a rare handsome man."

Wei Ting said with a smile.

It turns out it's because I'm so handsome.

But it's an exaggeration to say it's rare.

There are a lot of readers who are more handsome than me.

Qin Yuan first looked as if he was stunned, and then looked like he had just come to his senses. He bent down and cupped his hands: "Greetings to the Governor."

"No need to be polite." Wei Ting waved his hand with a smile and asked, "Which side do you think will win?"

"I can't understand the affairs of the military formation."

Qin Yuan Zangzhuo Dao.

If your boss asks you a question and you answer it honestly, you'd be a fool.

Wei Ting looked down and said calmly: "The left wing of the Huanglian Sect has been defeated by our army. The defeated army will overwhelm the Huanglian Sect next."

Next, just as Wei Ting said, the Huanglian Sect was defeated by the rout of the left wing.

On the battlefield, being defeated means losing.

"The governor is planning the strategy, and I admire him."

Qin Yuan responded with compliments.

Wei Ting laughed loudly.

Scholars are good at this, they will always flatter you at the right time.

Unlike those rough guys under my command, I shoot when I shouldn’t.

"I still need a document in my account"

"The lower official is used to being lazy and cannot stand the constraints of the military."

Qin Yuan declined.

He is crazy to hang out with people in the center of power like Wei Ting.

Not to mention, he can't see through Wei Ting.

I always feel like something is wrong there.

Wei Ting said "Oh", but there was no more words.

He just said it casually and let it go if he didn't agree.

Like Qin Yuan, there are not only 1,000 people but also 800 people who seek refuge with him every year.

One more is not too much, one less is not too much.

After a while.

Wei Ting took off the package on his back and spread it out. There were several dried meats inside.

I don't know what kind of animal it is.

Wei Ting picked it up and started chewing it.

The thick, greasy and salty jerky is like a delicacy in the world.

I saw Wei Ting eating like crazy again.

Qin Yuan was not ordinary curious.

But he had no intention of exploring.

All secrets will be lost to time.

All he had to do was simply wait.

After a while, dozens of Huanglian followers came in this direction in a panic.

It turns out that Wei Ting came here to block people.

Wei Ting, who had just finished eating, wiped his mouth and stood up.

Qin Yuan frowned and retreated behind Wei Ting.

The corners of Wei Ting's mouth twitched slightly.

Suddenly I felt that the rough model was more reliable.

"No, it's Wei Ting!"

A Huanglian cultist who was running at the front was shocked.

Whoosh! Wei Ting rushed forward with a strong wind.

The shouting Huang Lian cultist was directly smashed by him.

Then, one punch after another, the force was as if a dinosaur was possessed.

Trees as thick as an arm were easily torn apart by him, and he hit people with them like toys, causing everyone in his path to vomit blood.

This Wei Ting can eat and is incredibly powerful. What kind of martial arts does he practice?

No, it's not martial arts.

If it's martial arts, why is there no sign of internal energy running?

"Be careful, it's a power Gu"

Among the injured Huanglian cultivators, a woman exclaimed.
To be continued...