The clear rivers reveal the trees in Hanyang, and the fragrant grass covers the Parrot Island. Where is the village gate at dusk? The smokey rivers make people sad.

Faced with the upcoming parting, Wu Xiaodao seemed extremely excited. He lay on the back of the big goshawk, ready to truly feel the joy of traveling around the vast void and fighting through the sky. The final result of course also made him excited. This kid seemed to be born as a bird, but he lacked a pair of thunder Zhenzi's wings.

"Xu Xi, you have seen what the situation is now. Now you have two choices. One is to stay, and the other is to walk hundreds of miles of mountain road to meet us in our hometown. Who told you not to have a good relationship with these two beasts? Now you know how to regret it?" Xu Xi looked embarrassed. On the way here, he felt the beautiful mountains and rivers around him on the back of the goshawk. He didn't feel it yet. He really didn't want to go back alone, and he didn't want to suffer that kind of pain and guilt. What's more, he was fascinated by the torch of Dayue Di. After he found that reading medical books in the middle of the night was more useful than stinging the thighs and hanging the beams, he was happy and couldn't think of Shu anymore.

"I have long disliked those two beasts. As the saying goes, it's quiet to see them." Before Xu Xi finished speaking, he suddenly felt a burning pain coming from his butt. It turned out that one of the eagles used their wings to say goodbye to him before leaving. It seemed that the force of the attack was not light, and Xu Xi's teeth were chewing, but he looked at Du Qingyuan, Du Wenjun, Wu Ruolan, Wu Xiaodao, and Xiao Yue'e riding the eagle and gradually disappeared from his sight, turning into two small dots, and his nose was still sore.

The big moon Di conference hall was light and dark, with white smoke glimmering, Wu Yonglin, Han Shizhong and others looked solemn. Their people who went to inquire soon heard a bad news. They wanted to regain the tobacco field worth a thousand gold from Tan Daoji. With the strength of these hundreds of people at present, it was almost a dream. It turned out that on the road to planting tobacco leaves, they had to go through a winding mountain road that was dug out by hand-Eighteen Cords,

At the entrance of the mountain road, it was originally a tributary gap of the river next to it. According to the surrounding mountains, it has been artificially built into a pass that is easy to defend and difficult to attack. The rocks on the river are bare, without any vegetation, and are covered with green moss. If you want to launch a surprise attack, you will be completely seeking death. If you launch an attack head-on, you must use a ferry to fight hard under the mountain wall. The most important thing is that Han Shi

The people under Zhongshou are all from the Northwest. They are used to fighting on the ground immediately. They were not a water station at the beginning. Now letting them stand on a floating boat to fight against the condescending enemies is undoubtedly a death sentence. The worst thing is that even if they capture the Shibadao Village Tower along the way, they may fail in the end. It turns out that at the end of Shibadao Village Tower, a waterfall flows down, and you can see dense figures on the other side of the shore.

After walking around, Tan Daoji, who was scheming, built a dam on the mountainside and cut off the original tributary in half. Once he found out that something was wrong, he would definitely dig a dam to release water and attack it rashly. The consequences were simply unimaginable. The Eighteen Village Tower was not so easy to break. There were actually heavy ultra-long-range weapons such as bed crossbows on it. There were probably many crossbowmen hidden in the dark, and they were completely managed by the other party as if they were iron walls.

"From my view, it's better to use fire to attack."

"Yes. When water and fire are in harmony, fire attack is used for water battles. This is the best tactic, but the weapons of fire attack are insufficient."

The first thing to do is to use rockets in fire attacks, and the most effective weapon is the "oil altar", which must be prepared in advance and not handled in a hurry. As for the "urinary cannon", it seems that everyone is unwilling to mention it again. That thing is easy to lose vitality and lose morale. Han Shizhong is a skilled person who knows the importance of the state of soldiers before the war, so he naturally won't mention it rashly at this time.

So Wu Yonglin chose two guards, all of whom were wearing plain clothes, dressed up as a merchant, rode three fast horses, picked up a secret road, and went down the mountain from Yuedi Castle.

After leaving the mountain and going up the mountain, this area is filled with mountains and ridges, and it is easy to get lost. Every time Wu Yonglin travels a lot, he must look back on his origin and identify it carefully, so he walks very slowly.

At noon, I walked to a mountain, and the green peaks were inserted into the sky, the shadows of clouds changed, and the pine waves were like a tsunami, which made people feel refreshed. Wu Yonglin stood in Gaogang, holding the reins in one hand and shaking the whip in the other hand, looking around, suddenly thinking about seclusion, thinking in his heart, if he could be free and free in this isolated place, without the disaster of war or hustle and bustle, wouldn't he be an immortal? No wonder Du Qingyuan, the old boy, accompanied him to Chengdu to enjoy his happiness and beat him to death. It seems that he was waiting to become an immortal.

This idea was also a shocking glance. Wu Yonglin thought of his identity, the situation of his family, and the fate of millions of ordinary people in the future, and he couldn't help but blame himself. As a Han Chinese, he should take the initiative to defend his territory and drive out the Tartars. Why should he have such a peaceful and self-restrained idea? In a few years, foreign enemies will invade, not be prepared in advance, and fight hard to resist. When the Hu cavalry marches, where is the place to settle down?

As soon as he changed his mind, his ambition arose again. He straightened his waist and raised his eyes. He found a Taoist walking down the top of the peak. He used a pointed hoe to carry a basket of weeds inside. He thought he had come to the deep mountains to collect herbs.

So Wu Yonglin got off his horse, handed the reins to the guards, and waited happily beside the road... There were very few people all the way, and it was rare to meet this Taoist, so he naturally had the joy of "foot sound in the empty valley". He was about to inquire about the situation of the mountain from the Taoist.

When the Taoist approached, he sang, "Tao Master, please!"

"I dare not take it." The Taoist stood up, "Where will the guest officer go?"

Seeing that the Taoist was kind and kind, he was definitely not an evil person. Wu Yonglin felt that there was no need to hide his identity, so he replied, "I am the officer David. I am ordered to wipe out the King of Dashun. May I ask the Taoist priest, what is the name of this mountain?"

"It turned out to be an officer, I was disrespectful." The Taoist replied, "When it comes to this mountain, there is really a touching story."

It turned out that this mountain was where Gongsun Chujiu and Cheng Ying decided to sacrifice their lives and the other saved the orphan of Zhao. It was hidden.

"So," said the Taoist, "this mountain is called Zangshan. Chenghou Mountain in Xinzhou and Wuyu Mountain in Dingxiang are all the places where Zhao's orphans are hidden; the truth is naturally hard to tell. In fact, there is no need to investigate it in depth. Loyalty and righteousness have been passed down from generation to generation, and the world is full of wealth. It is originally the light of China. It must be pointed out that it is a place that is small."

After hearing his comments, he knew that he was also a person who valued loyalty and righteousness, filial piety and friendship, and could express his confidant feelings. Wu Yonglin's guard became more and more relaxed. "I really admire the Taoist priest's high opinion. Fortunately, I will come, come!" He pulled his sleeve and said, "Let me ask for advice in detail."

The two sat on a large bluestone under the pine tree, asking each other for surnames, and Wu Yonglin told the truth. The Taoist claimed that he was named Zhuo Feifan and came here from Mount Emei to collect herbs.

"I have loved to visit famous mountains and rivers in my life. I have visited these mountains three times." Zhuo Feifan asked, "Why do you know what you have to do? But I know everything and say everything."

"Thank you very much." Wu Yonglin asked, "Is there a village near here?"

"It must be twenty miles away. It is a remote mountain village."

"I mean wherever I am at the water." Wu Yonglin pointed at the river that was spread evenly between the two mountains, like a jade belt. "What is the water level in that river upstream? Can it be used to carry boats?"

"There is no boating. However, the water has risen sharply in early summer, and there are some wood plants cut down in the mountains," Zhuo Feifan asked, "I want to come to survey the terrain and plan to move troops to guard it. If so, go down the mountain to the west and go up the river for six or seven miles. There is a land of Pingyang, surrounded by mountains, and the feng shui is excellent. Now it is a place where wood collectors gather, so you might as well stop by."

"Ah, what's the market?"

"It's all the workers' wards, so there's no talk of the market."

Wu Yonglin was quite disappointed when he heard this. His original plan was to find a densely populated village, buy oil, firewood, and hire ships. At that time, he would ignite downstream along the river, which would burn the gate of the first pass, and even a floating bridge downstream to block the enemy's aid. Since it was a deserted village and a cold city, it would lack necessary materials, so there was no need to visit it again.

Seeing that he was depressed, Zhuo Feifan was deeply concerned and asked, "Sir, do you have any worries? Why not talk about it?"

"I want to buy a batch of oil. When I heard the Taoist priest talk about the situation nearby, I was afraid there was nowhere to buy it."

"Oh, oil!" Zhuo Feifan asked, "What is the purpose?"

"For burning only."

"What's the difficulty?" Zhuo Feifan drifted over and pointed at the surroundings and said, "The mountain is full of combustible things. There is a pine forest, and the pine resin accumulated over the years cannot be cemented..."

Before he finished speaking, Wu Yonglin was overjoyed and stood up to interrupt him and said, "I'm sorry to ask the Taoist priest to lead the way and take me to take a look."

The black pine forest was not far away. When I got there, I saw that there was no pine tree that was not full of lushness, entangled with extremely thick pine resin. Wu Yonglin thanked Zhuo Feifan and rushed back to Yuedi Castle. He selected two hundred strong Yi people, took knives and saws ropes and baskets, returned to Zangshan, picked up the pine trees with a lot of oil, cut down a few, and only took the root sections that were as red as fire and soaked in oil, split them into long strips, and transported them back to Yuedi Castle overnight for later use.

Han Shizhong and his men and horses arrived at the Eighteen Bends overnight, and soon launched an attack on the first pass. Small boats filled with grease quickly approached the gatehouse of the first pass under the cover of the night. A sudden gunfire sounded, and the monks on the first pass were frightened and quickly retreated into the city paper. Then fires flew over the sky under the city walls of the first pass that seemed to have lost their correctness. Just as the monks on the city paper verbally swear and made various unpleasant sarcasm sounds, black smoke suddenly rose, and quickly burned the plants and trees floating in the boat below the gate building. The orange-red flames rushed up, beating and peeling, and it was very lively.

After the first pass was broken, no one was seen rushing into the pass. The monk soldiers who had hidden crossbows, rocks, and rolling wood between the two mountains behind the second pass and the first pass were disappointed. However, they quickly filled the charred gatehouse of the first pass with new wood again, mixed with the figures of the Yi people waiting for dust. This was the condition that Wu Yonglin and Han Shizhong were willing to find another local Yi guide who entered the Qiuyeyuan again, and they had to rescue the relatives trapped in the Eighteen Knots.

Han Shizhong and Wu Yonglin had never thought of breaking through the front of the Eighteen Traps. The feint attack not only attracted the attention of the monks, but also reduced the pressure of Wu Yonglin's team who found another way out, but also sold a favor to the Yi guide, making the other party work wholeheartedly. During the days of waiting, Han Shizhong and others were not idle. As soon as the new city tower of the first pass was just stood up, they would set a big fire, making the monk soldiers of the first pass frustrated. If Tan Daoji had not ordered Yan Shuo in advance, they would have been unable to hold back and kill him.
Chapter completed!