Strengthening starts from the county magistrate

Chapter 521 Crisis!

Shen Mu's strategy worked again.

Although he and Xue Jingkang will definitely have a fight, it must be good if he can make a lot of money by piggybacking.

It's not that he has a dark heart, or that he has no sympathy for Song Zhenque and Da Li.

It's just that he already had a clear understanding in his heart, and he also got confirmation from the undercover agent Gu Shouzhi before.

That is, no matter at any time, no dynasty should be underestimated.

Even now it seems that Da Li has run out of ammunition and food.

But in fact, if you think about it, you can know, how could a dynasty not have the money to cross the river at the bottom of the box?

If it really lost a point, the dynasty would have been disbanded long ago.

But Song Zhenque is still struggling to support it now, and he doesn't mean that at all. What does this mean?
It shows that he definitely has a backhand, and he still has a very generous financial guarantee.

It only needs to wait until the victory over Nanjing, and Dali can already operate normally.

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

However, the two have analyzed it before, and most of them are.

So this time happened to be an opportunity. If Song Zhenque wasn't squeezed out, he would feel a little sorry for such an opportunity.

Inside the battalion commander.

Shen Mu chatted with Song Zhenque for a long time.

However, the topic afterward has nothing to do with money, but how to really start dealing with the Nanjing Dynasty and Xue Jingkang.

Song Zhenque: "So, you want us to continue supporting at the Guandao Pavilion?"

Shen Mu nodded: "That's right, I need you to continue to fight against the Nanjing army, don't worry about supplies."

"But, we are really not opponents now." Song Zhenque smiled wryly.

Shen Mu: "Don't worry, Fengjiang will send [-] monks to join, there should be no problem."

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

I thought Fengjiang would give him some kind of help.

In the end, there were only three hundred monks, which is not enough to fit between the teeth. I am afraid that people will laugh their teeth out if they say it.

For Song Zhenque's contempt, Shen Mu didn't have any reaction or surprise.

Anyone who hears 300 people may feel that it is very small.

After all, except for the members of Fengjiang, no one knows how terrifying the fighting power of the Fengjiang monks is after they are equipped with the firearms and equipment of the demon bullets.

And most importantly, these three hundred monks.

A recent special practice subject: How to shoot down a moving target like Jianxiu flying in the air.

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

Shen Mu patted Song Zhenque's shoulder: "Trust me, no money is needed for no effect, but if these 300 people have effect, then I need to add [-]%, how about it?"

"Okay! That's what you said!"

Shen Mu held back his smile, showing a smug face, and said seriously: "Don't worry, it's a deal, any casualties and losses of the three hundred monks in Fengjiang will be counted as mine, but if the helpers resist, I need to add [-]% to the negotiated price."

"Deal!" Song Zhenque readily agreed.

In his opinion, it is enough for Shen Mu to be able to make a move.

As for the mere 300 people, so what if they are all monks in the middle martial arts 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 don't have to mix up.

Shen Mu: "Okay, then do as I said, and you have to remember that you only need to resist the Nanjing army here, and no matter what happens after that, you don't need to worry about it, including Xue Jingkang I'll take care of it."

Song Zhenque nodded cautiously.

Although he didn't know what would happen after what Shen Mu said, he still agreed.

Now that you have decided to gamble.

Then make a bet decisively, buy it and leave without hesitation.

...

...

It was already late at night when we left the Guandaoting barracks.

Gu Shouzhi, Xiao Nanhe and others sent Shenmu out of the barracks, and then took a look at the dark road.

"Is there really no need to send you back?"

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

Gu Shouzhi nodded without saying anything.

From Guandao Pavilion to Fengjiang City, if a cultivator in the Upper Martial Realm advances at full speed, he will arrive within a few breaths.

And really nothing to worry about.

After a brief chat, Shen Mu bid farewell to several people, turned around and boarded the carriage arranged by Song Zhenque, and headed towards Fengjiang City.

On the official road in the middle of the night, the rustling of the wind can be heard.

Spring is here and it's not so cold anymore.

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

He is still very familiar with this road.

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

The ones driving the carriage in front were soldiers from the Dali barracks.

Shen Mu opened his mouth and asked: "Brother looks unfamiliar, I wonder whose subordinate it is?"

Hearing Shen Mu's question, the coachman turned his head and said excitedly while holding the reins: "City Master Shen, I am from the Dali Iron Cavalry Battalion, but I went to the front line at the border before, and our battalion commander died, so we They were temporarily incorporated into General Xiao Nanhe's team."

Shen Mu nodded: "So that's the case, no wonder, I've heard of the reputation of the Dali cavalry for a long time, it is the most powerful army in the Dali army, very powerful."

The coachman soldier smiled awkwardly, and then said flattered: "Hey, City Lord Shen just joked, we are ordinary soldiers, nothing worth mentioning, your prestige is amazing, with you, we are all It was kids fighting."

Shen Mu patted the coachman on the shoulder as a sign of encouragement: "Brothers can't say that, defending the family and the country is the righteousness. I am far inferior to you guys who fight for killing for personal interests."

The coachman sighed, Niutou went to continue driving, but he sighed, his face full of sadness: "It's a pity that our battalion commander was beheaded by Nanjing's sword repair..."

"Don't be discouraged, sooner or later you will be able to take revenge."

The coachman wiped away his tears, turned around and said, "City Lord Shen, can you please avenge our battalion commander! I can be your cow or horse, Nanjing is too hateful! I know there is an overhaul on the tenth floor behind you, can you please?" Avenge us!"

The coachman was very excited, with sadness in his eyes and a little hysterical.

In fact, most people in the army are like this. Family, country and comrades in arms are more important than others.

Shen Mu looked at the trembling and crying coachman, but didn't say anything to comfort him.

Instead, he leaned back slightly, then looked at the deep and dark night sky, and said slowly: "Revenge is fine, but before that, shouldn't you look at the road under your feet?"

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

Shen Mu shook his head with a smile: "I never said I would go back to Fengjiang City."

"Then, where is Shen Cheng mainly going?" the coachman asked.

Shen Mu narrowed his eyes slightly: "It doesn't really matter where you go, the key is, where are you from?"

Finished speaking.

The surroundings suddenly became quiet.

The swaying of the number is subtle and audible.

The driver's face, which was still sad and honest, turned gloomy all of a sudden.

The previous voice is gone.

Instead, there was an extremely cold, irritating voice.

"Hmph~ How did you... see me?"

(End of this chapter)