"General, let's talk inside."

Yueqing looked around, very cautious.

Ji Shumo nodded: "please!"

"These escorts are all from your Ji Jiajun. Grandfather seven asked me to bring them. There are 30000 people in total. You can count them yourself later. There are many of them. In the box, there are weapons given to you by the master.

The master said, "these weapons are different from those in the army now. You will know the secret of them after you use them. Some of them are stuck on the boxes."

Yueqing is no nonsense, although it is dusty, but it is still dressed in white, pretty and handsome appearance, always with a sense of not eating fireworks between people.

Ji used to dislike Yueqing, which was somewhat prejudiced. But now, looking at Yueqing's way of speaking and handling affairs, Ji has changed a little bit.

"It's hard for you, sit down." Ji Shu Mo answered and pointed to the chair on the side.

Yueqing shook his head and took out a letter and a box from his chest: "this is from the master. The master said, let me give it to you personally."

Ji Shumo frowned and took it. He opened the box and looked at the precise map inside. He couldn't believe it: "where did this come from?"

Yueqing looked at Ji Shumo's surprised look, but made a very proud look, said with a smile: "this is our master's own painting, hand painted oh."

Looking at the proud appearance of Yueqing, Ji Shumo felt that something was wrong. He frowned and said coldly, "if you remember correctly, this should be my wife's painting, right?"

Yueqing's face is full of disgust, silently touched his nose, light said: "just engaged, not a lady."

This dead boy! Just now I thought he was a little cute. I gave Yueqing a white look: "what else

Originally, Ji Shumo wanted Yueqing to have a rest here, but now, I wish he could get out of here!

Yueqing knew Ji Shumo's words: "yes, I'll go back first. People and things outside, you can do it by yourself."

With that, Yueqing turned and left, but there were still people waiting for him outside.

Ji Shumo collected the letter, then turned and walked outside. Looking at the 30000 people standing outside the camp, Ji Shumo's eyes were hot: "welcome home!"

"See you, young master!" Everyone knelt down on the ground and saluted Ji Shumo.

This is the military camp. These people were left by cypress to Ji Shumo, so they are very trustworthy.

Therefore, here, Ji Lyric ink is Ji Lyric ink, not the third son of Zhao family, nor Zhao ink.

"All up, all of you up!" Ji's tears almost came down, and his voice became choked: "open the door, let the brothers go home!"

The gate of the camp was wide open. Thirty thousand elite soldiers came in with their heads held high, followed by dozens of carriages.

"Young master, these mothers are all war horses. Miss Du asked us to bring them here. These horses were carefully fed all the way, and there was no mistake."

The first one is Cen Ji, the Deputy General of Ji Jiajun in those years. When he saw Ji Shumo, his eyes were filled with excitement.

Hearing this, Ji Shumo was moved again: "first of all, how many of our brothers were there in those years?"

"There are not many left. The people with names and surnames are basically gone. The rest are all raw melons and eggs. Three years later, all those who can be summoned are here."

CEN Ji said, tears could not help falling down: "100000 troops, only the 30000 left!"

Ji took a deep breath and his eyes were full of hatred: "I know, OK, they are all good!"

"Uncle Cen, I miss you so much." Ji Shumo said and rushed into Cen Ji's arms: "Uncle Cen, I really miss you. I didn't expect that you are still alive. Fortunately, you are still alive. You are still alive. That's great."

"Silly boy." CEN Ji is old and full of tears. He gently touches Ji's head, which is very gentle, and his eyes are full of missing emotion.

"Uncle Cen, what's in this box?" Ji Shumo looks at the hundreds of big boxes curiously. He doesn't understand what Du Cao has brought to him from afar?

"Miss Du said, this is called military equipment." CEN Ji thought about it carefully before he remembered such a word.

Military equipment?

Ji Shumo frowned: "here, are all weapons and gunpowder?"CEN Ji nodded: "yes, it's all weapons and gunpowder, and some I've never seen before, but miss Du has written down the usage of everything and stuck it on the box."

Hearing this, Ji Lyric Mo is more curious: "open the box!"

With a single order, hundreds of boxes were opened to reveal the weapons inside. Although these weapons look no different, Yueqing just said that the secret is only known after they are used.

Ji Shumo stepped forward, picked up an arrow, drew a bow and shot it out.

Then, Ji Shumo watched the arrow go straight out and shoot through the target.

How can it be so powerful?

"Young master, this is a note from Miss Du." In fact, cen Ji was also surprised. He never thought that the power of this thing was so great. He handed the note in the box to Ji Shumo.

Ji Lyric ink looked at the familiar handwriting, eyebrows and eyes have become a lot of gentle.

"Dangdang, isn't it very powerful? Ha ha, you haven't seen this thing. All weapons are made of steel, which is tens of times harder than pure iron. If you don't believe it, you can have a try. There are not many of these things, but the 30000 people who are equipped with you still have no problem. Work hard and come back completely. Do you hear me? "

Although ducao is not in front of him, Ji Shumo can see his triumphant face and corners of his mouth through these words, unconsciously rising and laughing happily.

Looking at Ji Lyric Mo like this, cen Ji frowned and worried: "little master, what's the matter?"

"Keke, uncle Cen, these are the weapons that Xiaocao gave us to Ji Jiajun. You 30000 people, distribute them all. They are the most suitable weapons."

Ji Shumo baby put the note into his heart, toward cenji smile.

Looking at Ji Shumo's hopeless appearance, cen Ji smiles: "I remember when I went out to fight with your father before, every time your mother wrote to me, your father was like you. I'm very happy."