Chapter 821: Conscripting Men

"It's acceptable." Zhang Lianhai's smile was very reserved, and the corners of his mouth were not even half bent. "There are gunfire outside, and Mr. He is a busy person. Why do you have time to sit here with me?"

"It's not that easy for the people of Anton to break in." He Chunhua's confidence overflowed with emotion. "I've already made all the arrangements that need to be made. Then I remembered that I haven't been back to Blackwater City for a long time, and I'm unfamiliar with the characters here. This must be done one by one. Do you want to visit your home?”

Zhang Lianhai said oh.

He Chunhua's eyes swept over each other one by one: "I, Mr. Guanzhang, and all of you are extraordinary and different from ordinary chambers of commerce. May I ask——"

Zhang Lianhai said nothing. The young attendant behind him stepped forward and said loudly:

"My master keeps the lights for the Heavenly Palace!"

The guards at the rear may not understand the meaning of these words, but He Chunhua and others looked stunned and asked tentatively:

"Xu Mountain?"

The young man raised his head and said, "Exactly."

This man named Zhang is actually the lantern keeper of Xushan Tiangong?

He Chunhua showed a look of surprise on his face.

Sure enough, Nai Luotian was right!

Although Bejia borders the Yuan Kingdom, Tiangong has no contact with the Yuan Kingdom, let alone a remote western place like Blackwater City. The messenger from Heavenly Palace suddenly appeared here. He could only be here for the big square pot.

He Lingchuan launched a reasonable suspicion at the right time: "Really or not, why did the lantern keeper of the Tiangong come to our Blackwater City?"

He had squatted there a few days ago to make sure that Zhang Lianhai and his subordinates had never seen him in Lingxu City before he dared to follow He Chunhua.

There are several levels of lantern keepers in the Heavenly Palace, and the highest level is Bai Ziqi. He Lingchuan went in and out of Xushan several times and saw many divine attendants and lantern keepers, but Zhang Lianhai was not among them.

About that time Zhang Lianhai had already been sent to Yuanxi.

Zhang Lianhai said calmly: "On business."

His mission does not need to be explained to these rubes.

He Lingchuan folded his arms and looked at him: "You said you are the lantern keepers, how can you prove it?"

Zhang Lianhai frowned, and the young attendant retorted: "Why do I need to prove it to you?"

"Because -" He Lingchuan pushed his thumb to the outside of the wall, "If you can't produce proof, you have to go out to defend the city and fight. You can't stay here. Do you understand?"

The war in Blackwater City is tense, and what is needed most is strong men who can fight. The dozens of people here are all strong and strong men, and they are best assigned to the battlefield.

Commonly known as, catching strong men.

The father and son of the He family play two roles. If it is inconvenient for Manager He to speak, the eldest son will speak.

The attendant said angrily: "You..."

At this time, the gatekeeper whispered something to Zhang Lianhai, who interrupted the attendant with a wave of his hand, and then snapped his fingers.

There was a soft "pop" sound, and the platinum candle on the table lit up by itself.

This candle is pure white with light gold sprinkled in it. At first glance, it doesn’t look special, and it doesn’t look out of place in the hall. But He Lingchuan knew at a glance that this was a standard item in Tiangong, and Bai Ziqi also had one.

As soon as Zhang Lianhai waved his hand, the candle flame turned into a red light and flew to his fingertips:

"This is my lantern."

He pointed at He Lingchuan again: "Who is this boy? He speaks lies."

The lantern turned into a tiger and rushed toward him with a roar. He Lingchuan jumped back suddenly as if he was startled.

He Chunhua hurriedly said: "The dog is naughty, don't blame Mr. Wangzhang!"

The lamp spirit returned and floated next to Zhang Lianhai like a bodyguard.

Everyone stopped being negligent, it turned out that he was really a messenger from the Heavenly Palace, no wonder the eyes were on the top of his head!

Zhang Lianhai simply opened the skylight and said clearly: "We don't like to cause trouble. Manager He might as well explain his purpose."

He Chunhua chuckled: "Blackwater City is about to counterattack, and we still lack a few sharp knives. We are about to ask everyone in the Tiangong to help us."

The visitors to the Heavenly Palace looked at each other, and then the attendant spoke: "We are guests from afar, how can we let guests join the war?"

They have nothing to do with the Yuan Kingdom. They are just here to run errands and are not interested in either side of the battle.

Seeing that these visitors from the Heavenly Palace didn't even bother to beat around the bush with them, He Chunhua didn't get angry and still said with a smile: "You are here for the Panlong Desert, right?"

He suddenly said this, and several people across from him looked slightly moved. Zhang Lianhai was expressionless: "What does this mean?"

He Chunhua knew that it was useless to be polite, so he simply made it clear: "I know that everyone is here because of the changes in Panlong Desert. Three days ago, the center of the desert was filled with red light. It seems that the ruins of Panlong City have changed. If The Andong people didn’t come to besiege the city, you should already be in the desert.”

Zhang Lianhai remained silent and Quan acquiesced.

"I just received intelligence that the Anton people were sieging the city while sending people to the Panlong ruins. I think the purpose is the same as everyone else." He Chunhua smiled, "Everyone is trapped in Blackwater City, but what should I do if the Anton people take the lead? "

Although Zhang Lianhai and others are messengers from the Heavenly Palace, they are few in number. There are more than a thousand soldiers in Blackwater City and more than 3,000 Andong people outside Blackwater City. They have no advantage against either side.

During the siege of Blackwater City, it was indeed difficult for them to get out.

Just as He Chunhua said, after the red light flashed that night, they should set off to check the changes in Panlong Ruins. Zhang Lianhai originally planned to set out early the next morning. This was a task assigned to them by the Tiangong.

Now it has been postponed for two days. If the battle between Anton and Blackwater City continues, when will they be able to leave the city?

If other forces are allowed to take the lead, Tiangong will definitely take the blame!

Zhang Lianhai raised his eyelids and looked at He Chunhua: "General Manager He was not leading troops to suppress the rebellion in Yazhou, but he ran to Heishui City. Could it be that he also came for Panlong Desert?"

He Chunhua waved his hand: "The rebellion in the south has been quelled. I was ordered by the royal court to come to Hongya Road to do an official business. Unexpectedly, I encountered an attack by the Andong people. I don't know if it's too lucky or too unlucky?"

Zhang Lianhai laughed, of course he didn't believe that he had no intentions for the Panlong Desert.

But leaving the city is the top priority now. From this point of view, it's okay for them to cooperate with Blackwater City.

Everyone uses each other, well, needs each other.

At this moment, the lamp spirit beside him suddenly puffed and burst into a lamp flower.

Zhang Lianhai looked at it, paused for a few breaths, and then said: "Okay, let's join. The thirteen of me here have some combat power, and it's no problem to deal with forty or fifty Andong people."

Thirteen people? He Lingchuan's eyes moved slightly when he heard this number. Didn't Situ Han say that more than thirty people came in and out of this house?

He Chunhua was overjoyed: "Mr. Zhang has a far-sighted vision!"

After all, he had just arrived not long ago and was no longer the county governor who knew everything about Blackwater City. Otherwise, it would not be difficult to find that there was a discrepancy in the number of guests in the old house.

He stood up: "Then in an hour and a half, please invite Mr. Zhang to the Hongyan Restaurant next to the government office to discuss ideas. I will take my leave first."

Zhang Lianhai nodded, and the gatekeeper still escorted He's father and son out of the gate.

After walking more than a hundred feet, He Lingchuan looked back at the gate of the old house and snorted: "You have eyes on your head, are all those from the Heavenly Palace so arrogant?"