When the Zhang family's carriage passed by Xuanwu Gate, the five cities military commanders on duty even missed the inspection and stood straighter than usual.

Put Brother Pao and Erdao in front of the inn gate, and the six carriages driving separately did not go to the Yulin Army Governor's Office, but eventually gathered in Cheng'en Temple Hutong next to the pot factory.

In the carriage, Xiaoman said curiously: "Second sister, where is this?"

Zhang Xia sat in the car with her face coverings, silently reciting the scriptures without answering. When she arrived at the place, she got off the car on her own and waved to everyone to follow.

This place is already a remote place in the southwest corner of the inner city, with Cheng'en Temple to the north and Shideng Temple to the south. These families seem particularly quiet in the middle.

Zhang Xia walked to the door of a family, knocked on the door three times and two times slowly, and someone opened the door from the inside.

The Yulin soldiers entered one after another, but saw more than ten men in the yard were not sleeping, guarding the yard with a brazier, and two lamb legs were roasted on the brazier.

When they saw Zhang Xia coming in with a mask, they immediately stood up and bowed silently.

Chen Ji recognized these people.

They were in the team when they left Luocheng before. Zhang Zhuo once said that these were all dead soldiers of the Zhang family.

Zhang Xia entered the main hall and found a piece of rice paper with four openings to spread it on the table. She picked up the brush, while silently chanting the scriptures, she casually drew the map of "Zhengxifang", and marked the names of Baishun Hutong, Hanjiatan Hutong, Yanzhi Hutong and other names.

One mind and two uses.

Chen Ji was waiting quietly on the side. When the Yulin Army saw that Chen Ji did not urge him, they also suppressed their temperament.

After finishing the map, Zhang Xia finally spoke, pointed to Li Shamao Hutong on the map and said, "There are eighty-four people here, sixty-three people in Hanjiatan Hutong, twenty-one people in Shitou Hutong, and forty-two people in Wang Guangfu's xixi Street..."

Yu Linjun looked at Zhang Xia at the same time, as if he didn't expect that Zhang Xia would join in the fun but silently observed so many details.

Li Xuan covered his face and said in a deep voice: "Their hands are all surrounding Li Shamao Hutong. Are you guarding us?"

Chen Ji said calmly: "Huaji lost and fell, but he did not intend to hand over Li Shamao Hutong. He is not guarding us, but guarding Fu Ruixiang."

Li Xuan nodded: "No wonder so many people."

Chen Ji thought to himself: "When you go tomorrow, you can't fight from Lishamao Hutong again. Since Hutong doesn't follow the rules, we no longer stick to the matter of standing sticks. We will first get tired of Hutong, and then drag it down to create a local advantage."

However, Li Xuan suddenly said: "Just train troops, you don't have to be an enemy of Hutchison, or you have to defeat him. We don't know who Hutchison is relying on. If the people behind them really make trouble, I'm afraid the end will not end."

Zhang Xia glanced at Li Xuan. She knew very well that Chen Ji was talking about training troops, but her purpose was far more than training troops. If she wanted to take the money from the Eight Great Hutongs, she would have to pull Hu Ji off and crush it under her feet.

She thought for a while and said, "We must defeat Hutchison, otherwise how do you know how the enemy will react when they are anxious? Now everyone is still restrained and dare not start a big killing, but the real battlefield is not like this. You must fight until the red eye to complete the last step in training, otherwise you will always play house... As for how to end, I will find a way at that time."

Chen Ji nodded, singing and saying, "This formation is new, we must be in danger to know that it is useless."

Li Xuanruo thought: "It makes sense."

Duobao and others were a little excited: "I came back from Guyuan and I was in the rotation every day, and I couldn't get up at all. Now I finally found something to do, so I took this Luo Shi Ji to take action."

Li Cen also echoed: "After the fight, I will hit Fu Ruixiang again!"

Li Xuan glanced at them: "Is it very glorious to beat those sticks? What are you yelling?"

After saying that, his eyes returned to the map: "There may be more sticks in Lishamao Hutong tomorrow. Where should we hit it in?"

Chen Ji and Zhang Xia pointed to the side of the map at the same time and said confidently: "Here."

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...

After talking about the tactics, Zhang Xia began to chase people one by one.

She pointed at the same time and said, "You more than thirty people are divided into three teams. The three front spearmen are the eyes of the formation. They must be the ones who are decisive in the killing. If you can't do it, just change to one person to take it."

He thought about his desire to speak but stopped. He wanted to refuse, but he knew that he was in the wrong.

Zhang Xia looked at the three crossbowmen again: "You can't use crossbows today. You three have never been able to use strength, right?"

The three Yulin soldiers nodded: "I can only use a spear to help me, but I can't find any opportunity."

Zhang Xia thought for a while: "First use a slingshot to shoot iron beads. Your mission is not to kill the enemy, but to harass him. Once a colleague is in danger, you have to support him from afar."

She looked at the pick-and-roll hand holding a trident again: "Your function is to cover the four spearmen in the middle to kill the enemy. Don't kill too much, so as not to mess up the formation."

Duobao raised his hand: "Teacher, I have something to say. The bamboo is too soft, and the branches and leaves are brushed on human faces, which at best only serves to interfere. The enemy is cruel and rushed up against the bamboo. I tried to open their axes several times, but the bamboo is too soft and cannot be pushed away. I became bald after being cut by someone a few times."

Chen Ji explained: "The bamboo should have been soaked in tung oil, with the tip of an iron spear on the front end and the branches are covered with poisons such as arsenic to make it deterrent. In addition, what I originally wanted was a 16-foot-long bamboo, but the bamboo in the north was not that long, which greatly reduced the deterrence."

Zhang Xia suddenly said, "Iron replacement."

Duobao's eyes lit up.

Zhang Xia looked at Chen Ji and said, "If an ordinary soldier is naturally unable to swing the iron tool that is 16 feet long, he can only use bamboo."

She pointed at Duobao and others: "But they are different, they are officials."

Chen Ji lowered his head and thought: "How heavy will a narrow iron tool be a hundred and six feet long?"

Zhang Xia said confidently: "Ninety kilograms. If it is made of hollow iron, it is thirty-two kilograms, but now it is not time to make hollow ones."

"If you have ninety jin, you need the innate realm to make you wish," Chen Ji asked loudly, "Who can make you move?"

After saying that, Duobao, Li Cen, and others raised their hands. Chen Ji looked at it and saw that even few people in the Yulin Army could easily control the iron bamboo.

But if we really use iron bamboo, Hutchison's sticks will be seriously injured.

Chen Ji said curiously: "What are your skills in your career? Can you tell me?"

Duobao and others looked at each other and explained: "Teacher, our masters bought them all from the ghost market in Panjiayuan for hundreds of taels of silver. There are too many people who practice the same path. In the past, the search realm had only a function of strengthening the body. If we can enter the innate realm, we can spend a lot of money at home."

Li Cen smiled bitterly and said, "There are disadvantages for too many people who practice the same path. I went to visit the Lantern Festival for the Lantern Festival two years ago. After a lantern festival, I met several officials with the same path. I felt palpitations several times a night and almost thought I was going to die..."

Zhang Xia said, "It's getting late, please go back and rest. I don't have to carry weapons tomorrow. I will prepare it for you."

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At the hour of the second day, six carriages were parked in front of the Yulin Army Governor's Office again.

The soldiers of the Yulin Army skillfully got on the car, covered themselves with gray cloth, and sat in the car quietly closed their eyes to rest. Six carriages separated on Chang'an Street, drove out of the inner city from Chongwenmen, Zhengyangmen and Xuanwumen, and finally stopped in a small alley next to Zhengyang Street.

When the carriage stopped, a family in the alley opened the door. While chanting the scriptures silently, Zhang Xia waved his hand to signal the Yulin Army soldiers to enter the yard.

She lifted the lid of the cellar, and Chen Ji looked down and saw that the cellar was filled with prepared spears, vine shields, iron wolf wolves, tridents, and horn tendon slingshots.

The soldiers of the Yulin Army transported the weapons to the ground, picked up their weapons, turned around and walked out of the yard, and went to the Eight Great Hutongs in Zhengxifang.

In Lishamao Hutong, Mr. Qian was standing in a stance, constantly stopping. Gradually, there was a misty blue smoke floating out above his head, and the blue smoke plate did not dissipate, just like white clouds in the mountains.

But Bai Yun had just had a clue, so he ran over and clasped his fists and said, "Mr. Qian."

Baiyun shook, and Mr. Qian asked with his eyes closed, "Hasn't found it yet?"

He said ashamedly: "I have searched almost all the outer city, but I can't find those people at all."

Qian said calmly: "The only one who has the ability to hide this group of people in the outer city is Sanshanhui and Caogang... or they may go to the inner city."

He whispered: "Longtou got angry today and scolded his brothers so much that he said that he would let this group of people continue to make trouble, and Hutchison would be disgraced."

Mr. Qian asked slowly, "Where is the leader?"

Make a dilemma with the stick and keep silent.

Mr. Qian opened his eyes and looked at the other person coldly.

He hurriedly said, "Longtou went to Funing Temple in Chongnanfang. Recently, he was seduced by the nun in Funing Temple..."

Mr. Qian shouted in a low voice: "Is this what you should say?"

He shrank his neck and said, "You asked me... what should we do now? We can't find that group of people at all."

Mr. Qian slowly closed his eyes again: "It's okay, they will come again. As long as they come to Lishamao Hutong again today, they will definitely keep it."

However, at this moment, a stick rushed through the narrow alley: "Mr. Qian is not good. The group of people went to Zhujia Hutong, and all the brothers were beaten!"

Mr. Qian suddenly stood up: "Not good."

He asked, "Mr. Qian, what should I do?"

Mr. Qian immediately whispered: "Everyone comes out and go to Zhujia Hutong! Remember what I said yesterday, cut off the bamboo in their hands first!"

The next moment, Wuyang Wuyang's sticks rushed out of the brothel in Lishamao Hutong. These sticks were hidden in the brothel waiting for the group of masked people to come to the door, but unexpectedly, the other party shot other people elsewhere.

At this time, in Zhujia Hutong, three groups of mandarin duck formations stabbed towards the hinterland of the eight major hutongs like three spears, leaving behind them twenty-one sticks that fell to the ground.

A guest opened the window on the second floor and looked downstairs. Chen Ji, who was covered in his face, looked back coldly at the upstairs, which shocked the guest to close the windows and dared to leave a crack in secret.

When the Yulin Army marched through Zhujia Hutong and arrived at a crossroads, Chen Ji suddenly whispered: "Stop!"

The Yulin Army stood with a spear, and it took only a moment to move from motion to stillness.

The people who were secretly watching in Zhujia Hutong were a little puzzled, what did this group of people stop at the intersection?

The next moment, more than twenty Hutchison sticks came from the south and west of the intersection. They heard the movement and came to support them, but were caught off guard when they encountered the Yulin Army waiting for the rabbit.

Li Xuan shouted violently: "Kill!"

The three teams of mandarin duck formations suddenly separated, one team heading south and the second team heading west, and rushed away.

The sticks replaced the Park Dao today and wanted to cut off the bamboo as soon as possible. But the moment they touched, when Park Dao cut off, a row of sparks broke out, making a harsh sound of gold and iron clashing.

A stick exclaimed: "It's not a bamboo! It's an iron tool!"
To be continued...