Chapter 531: Confrontation in the Mountains

Outside Kyoto, the long road winds, forks, and leads in all directions.

Most of these roads lead to various provinces. They are very comfortable, smooth and flat, and can pass vehicles, horses, and animals.

After the roads fork, they are still big roads. If you go further, they will branch again, and then they will branch again, and the road conditions will get worse and worse. Gradually, they will branch into dirt roads, and dirt roads will also branch, which are all kinds of There are houses on the top of the mountain. It seems that some people live there.

This is a specialty that every province has. Bandits are called bandits in different places. In Nanchuan, they are called bandits. In Kyoto, they are mostly called bandits.

Of course, as times change, bandits are not necessarily bandits. Sometimes they are just called bandits literally. There are also some residents who cannot live in the city or have to leave their identities behind for some special reasons and come to a certain mountain outside the city. Life.

There are mountains outside the city, which are basically the default existence of all provinces. After all, everyone always has to live. In the past few years, the crackdown was more severe. In recent years, Kyoto has not paid much attention to it, so it has survived.

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On the top of the mountain, in a mud house, a man who looked to be in his mid-twenties was sitting at a table. The mud house was simple, but the table was very neat and smooth, as if it had been rubbed with sandpaper.

The man was sitting in front of the table, holding a book in his hand, and seemed to be very absorbed in reading. Until a while later, the sound of birds and beasts suddenly sounded outside the window.

"Chirp, chirp."

This sound disturbed the man, and he woke up from his immersion as if awakening from a big dream. He looked at the little bird on the tree outside the window and frowned slightly: "It's just summer. I don't know why the autumn birds are starting to sing."

Snap, snap, snap.

His doubts were still in the air, footsteps sounded, and a fat middle-aged woman arrived with a bowl of thick soup: "Ping'er, hurry up, drink today's soup."

Hearing this, the man turned his head and looked at the thick soup in the woman's hand. The smell of medicine that hit his face made him turn his head subconsciously.

"Aunt Zhang, don't always add random tonics to the soup."

"Hey, what are you talking about? You are weak. Your father asked me many times when he left to give you an extra tonic." Aunt Zhang didn't care and stuffed the soup into the man's hand, "Quick, drink it while it's hot. It doesn’t taste good when it’s cold.”

"Oh." Aunt Zhang couldn't resist, so the man could only take the thick medicinal soup. He hesitated for a while, and finally drank it all in one gulp with his eyes closed.

"That's right." Aunt Zhang smiled happily, took the empty bowl, and said quickly: "You continue reading, I won't disturb you anymore."

After saying that, Aunt Zhang packed up her things and walked out quickly, while the man looked at Aunt Zhang's back with a hint of helplessness in his eyes.

His physical weakness is a congenital defect that cannot be compensated for by external means.

What's more, it's still this kind of ordinary grass and medicine dug from the mountain top for ordinary people to make soup...

"Who are you??!" In his reverie, Aunt Zhang's somewhat panicked voice came from outside the door.

Snapped.

The man was alert and stood up suddenly. Before he could make any extra moves, a young man carrying two swords had already walked in.

"Are you..." Staring at the young man, the man seemed to be thinking, and soon said, "Are you Mark Fan?"

"Li Pingan, the Heavenly Eye, really deserves his reputation." The person who came was Ye Fan. Facing Li Pingan, at this time, there was an inexplicable light in his eyes.

This is the great talent of Kyoto he once said. He is a wise general who has been famous in Kyoto for a long time. He has neither beast control nor martial arts practice, but he is attracted by people just because of his knowledge and foresight. After serving on the front line for only a few years, Received the title of Eye of Heaven.

This celestial eye does not mean that he really has a celestial eye. It is specifically used to describe his unparalleled marching formation and planning, as if he had opened his celestial eye.

In the previous life, the period of great chaos came. Three years after Li Ping'an was born, he followed the King of Liao in Ningdong. During the three years of having him, the King of Liao almost dominated nearly twenty provinces and expanded the small land of Ningdong. Countless times.

He was a very magical person, but he left in a hurry. When the three-year period came, Li Ping'an temporarily returned to Wuzhang Mountain in Kyoto on the pretext of going home to serve as a mourner for three years. The King of Liao sent tens of thousands of troops to escort him, but he did not arrive for three years. , Li Pingan died of illness on the mountain. Ye Fan also heard about it at that time.

"That's right." Ye Fan nodded, with a slight sweat on his forehead.

Regarding Li Ping'an, Ye Fan only had a glimpse. Apart from knowing that he had a colorful Zhiqiu bird, he didn't remember much about it.

In order to find him, Ye Fan searched hundreds of mountains in one day, almost combing through the mountains outside Kyoto, and only then saw Li Ping'an's Zhiqiu Bird here.

"Why are you looking for me?" Li Ping'an was still puzzled, frowning slightly as if he was thinking.

"Chirp, chirp."

After a while, outside the window, the autumn bird chirped again, and Li Ping'an seemed to suddenly understand. Nan Nan said: "Is the chaos of the human race about to begin?"

"It is very likely to start." Ye Fan replied. He came here naturally to seek Li Ping'an's surrender. He did not mince words at this time and said straightforwardly: "I came here because I hope you will return to Nanchuan with me. Help me get started."

"As of now, thirteen people have come to look for me." Li Ping'an replied, glanced at Ye Fan, shook his head, turned around and looked at the other wall, on which was a map of the human race.

Looking at the map, Li Pingan gestured in the air and said:

"I'm not very optimistic about you. Among the many ambitious and powerful local forces, you are too weak. Your Nanchuan is also too weak. The terrain is backed by the Mingxin Sect that spans 13 provinces, the southern hegemon Zhang Zhen'e, the local tyrants Cai and Russia in the east, and the business family Qiu He in the west. There are strong enemies on all sides, and it is difficult to break through."

"Your weakness can change over time, and Nanchuan's weakness is not only due to the current lack of strength, but also has many limitations in the future."

The words are simple, but they are enough to show Li Ping'an's views on the outside world.

"Brother Ping'an is right. Nanchuan does have many disadvantages." Since he wanted to recruit Li Ping'an, Ye Fan was naturally prepared and responded in a targeted manner: "But sometimes, disadvantages are not necessarily bad. To some extent, they may be a good thing."

"Oh?" Li Ping'an's expression did not change much after hearing Ye Fan's words. He sat down and said, "I would like to hear more about it."

"Brother Ping'an mentioned the terrain, so let's start with the terrain." Ye Fan replied and looked at the map. "From the terrain point of view, Nanchuan is a small place with strong forces on all sides. It is indeed very difficult to break through, but the premise is that there are enemies on all sides."

"To be honest with Brother Ping'an, I was the one who facilitated the Mingxin Sect's entry into the world. The leader of the Mingxin Sect and I are close friends. Then the thirteen provinces spanning the entire Mingxin Sect are not only not a pressure for Nanchuan, but also a natural barrier."

"You and the leader of the Mingxin Sect have such a friendship, but I don't understand it." Hearing this, Li Ping'an raised his eyebrows slightly, but he was still not optimistic: "But the emergency in the north can be solved, and the east, west and south are still big problems . "

"Zhang Zhen'e in the south was once a subordinate of my uncle." Ye Fan pointed to a large piece of land in the south: "My uncle is still here, he won't have any other intentions."

"The north and the south can be resolved, what about the east and the west?"

"Qiu He is seeking wealth, Nanchuan has been accumulating for a long time, and there will be a blowout period in the future. Nanchuan is small, and the resources will overflow." Ye Fan replied calmly: "He and I are not enemies, on the contrary, we will become friends kidnapped by interests."

"In this way... all three parties are your helpers." At this point, looking at the map, Li Ping'an's eyes slightly Some of them lit up, and he casually drew:

"If everything goes well, starting from Nan Ge, lead the troops all the way eastward, and defeat the Cai and E families. There is the Mingxin Sect across Zhongzhou as a barrier above, and the merchant family Qiuhe in the east as a buffer. As long as we seize the opportunity with Zhang Zhene, we can eat the entire southeastern twelve provinces..."

"The human race has hundreds of provinces. Although the southeast is weak, if we hold these twelve provinces, we can still become a local tyrant."

"Brother Ping'an has a sharp eye and can see through it." Ye Fan nodded, but he did not strike while the iron is hot at this time.

A person like Li Ping'an is different from Chen Changsheng, who is good at marching and arranging battle formations. He is not the kind of person who pursues righteousness, otherwise he would not leave the front line to cultivate the fields on Wuzhang Mountain.

He had planned to be born again in troubled times, and he also had huge ambitions. If he wanted to follow, he would definitely have considerations.

The problem of terrain has been solved, but it does not mean that Li Ping'an will agree to it so easily.

As expected, after a period of silence, Li Pingan raised his head again, but this time, his eyes were a little sharp.

"Ye Fan, even if I follow you and everything goes well and I control the twelve provinces, the weakness in the southeast still exists."

"The Mingxin Sect has no intention of competing for hegemony, and it is impossible to be a barrier forever. If the situation changes, such a weak position will still be difficult to escape destruction."

"Nanchuan's rise can only be a temporary hero. It seems that there is no solution to change all this."

"It can be solved." Ye Fan answered.

"How to solve it?"

At this point, Ye Fan paused. Facing Li Pingan's sharpness, at this time, thinking of the accumulation of this life, he also felt a little heroic in his heart, and a faint smile appeared on his face.

"One day, I will rise with the wind, and when I am crowned king, everything can be solved."