Chapter 642

It's not cold in snow, it's cold in melting snow.

In Zhaohui city in the afternoon, the temperature dropped suddenly, and the dripping water turned into ice.

Even the rare sunny and red sun can not bring warmth to the city.

A carriage, chariot from the third and fourth city around, rushed to the second city.

Thirty six provincial tokens.

Thirty six top people.

Although I don't know what the governor is doing, I dare not hesitate.

In the past few years, Liang Yuandao rarely issued the provincial master's token. However, since the powerful imperial supervisor in Zhaohui city six years ago ignored the provincial master's token, a family of 72 members mysteriously disappeared. The next day, after the corpse appeared in the mass grave outside the city, the obscene power of the provincial master's token has always been shrouded in the hearts of every dignitary and dare not be slighted.

Most of the big people who are qualified to receive the provincial master's token are not young.

Even though it seems that they are in their prime of life because of their superb cultivation of martial arts and Taoism, they have actually gone through their own long life paths and seen most of the scenery of their life journey.

When the chariots came to the second urban area and gradually approached the Yunmeng camp, their faces were surprised.

The reason is very simple. The top figures are used to living in seclusion. Although they know that Yunmeng camp has sprung up from all kinds of intelligence, they don't know such details.

In my imagination, the second city, which was supposed to be dilapidated and desolate, has no idea when it will become orderly.

Although the land in front of us does not have the purity of gardens, the prosperity of the old city, and the beauty of the resort, it is hard to describe it in words, but it is already coming.

You can see wide roads, flat and straight, crisscross, cross connected, each major intersection has a white stone column, carved with a simple timing Xuanwen array, red, yellow and green three colors, alternating flashing.

When the front is green, you can go ahead.

When it is red, the horizontal road can pass and the vertical road needs to wait.

There are some chariots who control chariots. They own the noble status of the owners of chariots, and they are "people with names and surnames" in the city. Ignoring these strange rules, they just run through the red light. They are the refugees with red stripes on their arms and the appearance of Yamen servants who come to stop them. They are also whipped out by the chariots with a few whips

In less than an hour, outside the Yunmeng camp, on a long built square, most of the 36 top dignitaries and rich people had gathered.

They are also different from each other.

"What happened?"

"I don't know..."

"It's said that the gray Eagle guard was killed by the people in Yunmeng camp last night."

"Lin Beichen, a little beast, is bold enough to provoke the governor?"

"Then he's dead."

Some people are talking and exchanging intelligence and information with each other.

In the end, most people came to a clear conclusion——

It turns out that the governor ordered them to come here to observe the punishment.

Today, the governor must be here to put Lin Beichen to death.

The passage of time.

More and more people appear outside Yunmeng camp.

Many nobles, rich people and powerful people who are not qualified to receive the city master's token also take the initiative to come. On the one hand, they have a good opportunity to meet the masters of the great nobles. They can also visit and make friends without friendship. On the other hand, they have a hunch that something big will happen today. They don't want to miss such a prosperous time.

For a moment, outside the Yunmeng camp, there was a uproar of people.

In contrast, Yunmeng camp is quiet.

No one is visible.

Only at the gate of the camp, Qianqian, who was dressed in fiery red armour and slender, and the 200 mining troops she led, were fierce and fierce. They all looked very attractive. Their expressions were cold and stern. From the inside to the outside, they all revealed a kind of signal that strangers should not enter.

Waiting time is always hard.

Even if it's only half an hour, it's the same.

The eyes of many dignitaries focused on the ancient pine in the center of the camp, which is as high as 100 meters and has a protruding peak.

At least hundreds of years old Guzhi pine is rare in the city. I don't know how much effort this extravagant dandy spent to get it. It's inevitable to waste a lot of manpower and material resources to plant it here, but the effect may not be good. The pavilions and luxurious tents built on the top of the tree have no family background or the slightest haughty family momentum, On the contrary, it shows the true colors of its own upstarts incisively and vividly.

But anyway, the scene around Yunmeng camp gave many nobles some surprises.

Their natural greed and intuition for property and land made them suddenly realize that this place, which they ignored and only regarded as a garbage dump for exiles, actually has a wealth potential that can not be ignored. It's a pity that it falls into the hands of such a poor family as Lin Beichen.

Since this little beast has offended the Lord of the province, I'm afraid he will die soon.

The so-called dragon without head is not good, bird without head does not fly.

Without Lin Beichen, the elite soldiers under his command, no matter how fierce, are just a group of wild dogs without their owners. They are not a threat.

So at that time, this huge cloud dream camp, and this has gradually changed the world

The second urban area will become a rich cake without owners, so they can enjoy it to their heart's content.

Think of here, some people even some shortness of breath.

They can't wait to see Lin Beichen quickly be executed.

At this time, a large group of people and horses came in the distance.

It is the main battle department in Zhaohui city.

Three banners flutter in the wind. They are six or seven meters long. They hunt in the cold wind. They are like three black dragons, waving their teeth and claws in the winter sun.

On one of the banners, the word "Weishan" was written.

Weishan War Department.

Under the flag, on a Thunder Tiger fighting beast, Kou Zhongzheng came slowly with a sneer in his mouth.

He was surrounded by war generals.

Among them is Gongsun Bai, the little god of war, who rides on a white horse.

In addition to the Weishan War Department, there are also two war departments, namely, FanFeng and Liuyun.

These are all the absolute confidants of the province.

Obviously, they responded to the call of the provincial government and led the army.

The black army swept in like a tide. A mile away from Yunmeng camp, it spread out in a concave fan shape, encircling the whole camp.

Flag hunting.

The light of the sword is cold.

Then two thousand gray Eagle guards, wearing the mask of Eagle God, came with their swords hanging.

Like two thousand silent gods of death, walking in silence, the gray robe on his body seems to be able to devour the sun, bringing a dead shadow. The evil spirit sent out is like substance. He rises up in the sky, wearing dark red, surpassing more than 30000 soldiers in the Third World War Department.

And then, a huge and luxurious ship was carried out, just like the cloud car of the gods.

Ten eunuchs of martial arts and Taoism master level, carrying their chariots, came here like flowing water.

It's a long way up the beam, fat and huge. It's like a mountain, like a magic forest, sitting still.

At this moment, everyone's heart, as if an instant pressure on a boulder, all of a sudden even breathing has become rapid up.

The characters who have been in charge of the rumor for countless years are fierce and invincible. When they appear, they are like the devil in the dust, which makes everyone feel suffocated, and all kinds of noises stop suddenly.

Even the most powerful nobles had to bow their heads and kneel down at this moment.

Only in Yunmeng camp, the 200 mining troops headed by Qianqian, the hammer of the North Star, still stand upright one by one and press their swords. They stand like the unbroken sword of this day. Standing at the gate of the camp in the cold wind in winter, they are so unsociable and awe inspiring.

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