C182 Visitor

The night was peaceful. The next day, according to the agreement, all the battalions were arranged. They headed towards Shangluo in an orderly manner. After these five or six days of training and training, all the teams had a new look on their faces. As they advanced, they slowly had a feeling of being a whole.

Hee Jinfeng and the others naturally contributed greatly, but this was also partly due to Zhang Jingxuan's influence. Cereal God's incarnation, the spokesperson of the human world, followed a half-human and half-god leader who could transform into a god at any time. These people who stayed behind were naturally loyal believers.

Furthermore, this trip was mostly for their own survival. How could they not be loyal and carry it out?

Zhang Jingxuan had led the middle troops and set off on the road for four hours, which was roughly the same as the plan. It was estimated that the vanguard unit would arrive at Shangluo in another hour and a half. At that time, his middle troops would catch up to them. Depending on the situation, it would be better to attack the Shangluo in one go or to station the army there first. When the day came, they would enter the city.

When it was close to noon, the sun already felt a little hot. Fortunately, the wind in the mountains would bring a trace of coolness. All kinds of plants in the forest slowly began to sprout vitality. Unknowingly, spring was already flowing like water on the ground, unconstrained and unconstrained. The little wildflowers that bloomed on the roadside were red, yellow, and white. Although they were weak and could not withstand a single step, every year... It didn't stop them from coming as promised.

Just as he was a little distracted, Gan Shichi's loud voice rang out in front of him.

"Boss, there seems to be a situation ahead. Little He, send someone to send a message."

Gan Shichi liked to call Zhang Jingxuan "Boss." He didn't know why he liked to call Zhang Jingxuan Boss. Maybe it was because he had never been in the underworld since he was young. Now, he urgently needed to make up for it. In short, he felt that it was cool to call ___ Boss. Zhang Jingxuan corrected him many times, but in the end, he really didn't have the strength to argue with him. Anyway, since he was outside, he could just let him go. As for Hee Jinfeng, Soong Zhengyuan, and the others, Gan Shichi wasn't that polite to them.

The messenger sent by Hee Jinfeng was one of Tian Liewu's subordinates. He was very capable and experienced. With just a few words, Zhang Jingxuan understood what was happening in front of him.

Zheng Xingquan only brought two followers with him in the County Magistrate of Shangluo. The group of three was fifteen miles away from the city, and they respectfully asked to see Zhang Jingxuan.

If they met in battle, Hee Jinfeng would not have to make things difficult for them. However, the County Magistrate of the opposite party had lowered its attitude and requested an audience. No one had discussed any countermeasures regarding this beforehand. The scouts on the four sides had found out that there were no signs of an ambush, so Hee Jinfeng decided to send someone to ask Zhang Jingxuan to make a decision.

Zhang Jingxuan was also a little surprised, wondering what kind of play County Magistrate Zheng was playing. Empty city strategy? There was no need for it to be so far away! A Hongmen Banquet? It was just inviting a guest. Wouldn't it be fine to just wait at the city gates?

Forget it, there's no need to waste that brain of yours. Just directly meet this sovereign and you'll know.

Leaving Lee Yao and Lee Huanqing to lead the middle troops, Zhang Jingxuan led Yuen Luoyuan, Gan Shichi, and a few others to the vanguard camp. They quickly arrived and saw County Magistrate Zheng, who was full of sincerity and respect.

When they saw each other, they didn't expect County Magistrate Zheng to be so young. He looked like he was only twenty-four or twenty-five years old. His face was fair, and he had a light beard on his lips. When he spoke, he had a smile on his face. He looked very kind and friendly.

When he saw Zhang Jingxuan, Zheng Xingquan County Magistrate Zheng bowed to him. He gave a deep bow and said, "Cult Master Zhang has come to pay a visit. I apologize for not welcoming you. Please forgive me. This official was Zheng Xingquan from Zhixian County of Shangluo. He had seen Cult Master Zhang before. It is my honor to have you lead the people of your sect across the border. I will personally be your representative, and I will give you all a small gift. I am a tiny person from the Shangluo. I hope that Cult Master Zhang won't mind it."

Zhang Jingxuan thought to himself. So this County Magistrate Zheng was here to take the initiative to pay his respects to the god.

"Master Zheng, you are too polite. You don't need to come so far to welcome me personally. You are in charge of Shangluo. We have already planned to pay you a visit. There is no need for us to treat you as an outsider. Haha. "

Zheng Xingquan and County Magistrate Zheng were very familiar with Zhang Jingxuan's way of doing things when he was young. They didn't know what to feel in their hearts. In any case, they were here to ask someone for help, so they couldn't be so calculative. He ordered his follower to give him the thin gift that he had just mentioned.

When Zhang Jingxuan saw this, he didn't know whether he should be angry or happy. However, in the end, he still felt happy.

County Magistrate Zheng's two followers were holding onto a little donkey, and they took off a small bag from the back of the little donkey. They solemnly opened the small bag and took out two salty ham, a pile of pancakes, and a painting.

Zhang Jingxuan didn't know what to say in the face of such an unusual gift, and County Magistrate Zheng didn't forget to introduce it with a smile.

"It's such a vulgar place. There are only so few specialties. Cult Master Zhang is amused. This painting was made by a little genius. It was a painting of a great roc. He hoped that Cult Master Zhang would be like a great Peng spreading its wings and soaring in the sky, and not just a little bit. In short, the painting might be ordinary, but it represents my feelings. Let's get a good prize."

Zhang Jingxuan felt a headache coming on. This kind of small talk did not seem to be his strong point. In the future, it was better to leave this kind of occasion to someone else to handle. However, since he couldn't escape now, he had to finish his homework.

"Sir Zheng, I'll accept this gift, but there are close to ten thousand of my subordinates. You didn't just prepare a gift for me, did you?"

"How could that be?" County Magistrate Zheng still had a smile on his face. "I have already sent people to gather food for your cult. Five miles ahead was a fork in the road, left in Henan. To the north of the lake to the right, it was very convenient. The ten carts of food that were gathered in the city should be arriving soon. I also prepared a pot of wine there. It will be a practice for Cult Master Zhang and the others. "

This was a clear indication that they were going to send off their guests. They were just short of saying that their group was not welcomed. County Magistrate Zheng could be considered brave, but fortunately, there were still ten carts of food that were not completely empty.

It was just that Zhang Jingxuan did not only ask for these.

"Master Zheng, I appreciate your kindness on behalf of everyone. Send someone to inform them, and I will gladly accept the ten carts of food. But you don't have to work hard to transport them over. I will personally take them from Shangluo. " Zhang Jingxuan said with a smile on his face.

As if he wasn't surprised by Zhang Jingxuan's words, the smile on Zheng Xingquan's face didn't diminish at all.

"That's good as well. If we don't enter after passing through the door, wouldn't that make people laugh at our Shangluo for not treating our guests well? Zheng Wen, pass on my order. Let the grain carts return to the city and wait. "

One of the two followers obeyed and turned around to leave. County Magistrate Zheng did not have any intention of leaving after his persuasion failed. It seemed like he wanted to go to Shangluo with Zhang Jingxuan and the others. Zhang Jingxuan naturally would not appear petty, so he left with Zheng Xingquan.

As they moved, Zhang Jingxuan saw that Zheng Xingquan did not ride a horse. His feet moved like flowing water, following the rapid speed of the large group. He only seemed to be able to handle it with ease. In his heart, he wanted to increase his speed to test him, but he immediately gave up on this idea. He should not be childish. After all, that was not something a commander should do.