There are not many people at the gate of Baofan City, and now everyone is looking at Jiang Chiqiu and Mingzhouzhi.

In fact, just now, Jiang Chiqiu was completely subconsciously walking towards Ming Zhouzhi. When the two were less than one meter away, Jiang Chiqiu realized that he had already dismounted and walked here.

However, no one was shocked at the scene. After all, according to Mu Chao's habit, the national savage did come to pray for him before the generals led their troops to war.

It was not until Mingzhouzhi stood in front of Jiang Chiqiu and bent his waist slightly towards him that Jiang Chiqiu suddenly realized this.

——In fact, this seems to be the first time Mingzui has paid tribute to Jiang Chiqiu.

Mingzhou knew that he was the national teacher of the Mu Dynasty, so he did not have to salute the emperor, so he naturally would not salute the general like Jiang Chiqiu.

At this time, Mingzhou knew that a brief blessing ceremony had just begun.

After Mingzhou knew to look up, Jiang Chiqiu saw a smile on the other side.

This kind of Mingzhou knew that Jiang Chiqiu seemed a little unfamiliar.

Ming Zhou knew that although he was still wearing the white Zhufengguan Taoist robe, he could find that the Taoist robe he was wearing at this time was different from usual.

This dress is much more gorgeous. When you get close, you can see the fine patterns embroidered with silver silk thread on the clothes.

Today, the people who came to Baofan City at the gate of not only ordinary residents of Mu Chao, but also Jiang Chiqiu's family.

Shangshu and his wife are in poor health, so the Jiang family came to the outskirts of Baofan City this time with Jiang Hexia.

Seeing Jiang Chiqiu walking towards Mingzhouzhi from afar, Jiang Hexia couldn't help but clench the off-white silk handkerchief in her hand and gritted her teeth.

And at the moment when Mingzhou Zhizhi smiled at Jiang Chiqiu, Jiang Hexia finally couldn't help but pull the silk handkerchief in her hand a little harder. She used too much force, and the silk handkerchief was too slippery, so Jiang Hexia's fingers slipped off the handkerchief.

The woman was a little moved. After Yu Guang saw Jiang Hexia's movements, the maid standing beside her couldn't help but be startled by Jiang Hexia. Then he quickly approached the other party and whispered in her ear: "Miss, what's wrong?"

Jiang Hexia bit her lip, and after a while, she shook her head slightly and said, "...It's okay."

Seeing that Jiang Hexia didn't want to say anything, the maid naturally stopped asking. She silently moved her gaze aside, but after a while, she still couldn't help but look at Jiang Chiqiu.

Just when Jiang Chiqiu was standing here, he was slightly stunned and didn't know what he was going to do, Ming Zhouzhi, who was standing opposite him, suddenly reminded in a low voice: "Ci Qiu, your sword."

——Jiang Chiqiu did not understand the prayer process when the general went to war, but he had been in Zhufeng Temple for some time.

Hearing Ming Zhouzhi's words, Jiang Chiqiu immediately understood what the other party meant.

He took down the sword "Slaying the Immortal Sword" and held it up with his hands extremely solemnly.

Under the gaze of the people on the side of the city, Mingzhou Zhi slowly took the long sword in Jiang Chiqiu's hand.

The silver-white long sword shines with a cold light under the sunlight. Although the sword body is very clean at this time, the too sharp cold light reminds people all the time-consuming - this sword has been drunk with blood.

Mingzhou Zhi held up the sword with both hands and put it on his forehead.

The next moment, Ming Zhouzhi, who was standing beside Jiang Chiqiu, slowly closed his eyes and the man began to chant the spell softly.

Mu Chaoren has always been pious. After seeing Mingjuzhi's actions, everyone present bowed their heads and recited the prayer mantras silently like him.

Jiang Hexia's eyes wandered around Jiang Chiqiu and Mingzhouzhi for several times, and finally lowered her head as devoutly as the people around her.

After a while, the prayer was over. He opened his eyes and looked at Jiang Chiqiu again.

Jiang Chiqiu's long hair was slightly curly. He had been working in Qing'an Court before, following the court's regulations on civil officials, and used a jade crown to tie up his long hair.

Now his black hair was tied into a high ponytail behind his head. At this time, a breeze was blowing from behind. The long hair covered Jiang Chiqiu's armor and kissed his cheek gently... Jiang Chiqiu seemed even gentler at this time.

Jiang Chiqiu's gaze also slowly raised, and intersected with Ming Zhouzhi's gaze.

This time Ming Zhouzhi didn't say anything, he just quietly handed the long sword in his hand to Jiang Chiqiu again.

"General Lian Xuan." The man suddenly called him like this.

It has been said that the four words "General Lian Xuan" have been mentioned more and more frequently recently, and even the real name "Jiang Chiqiu" has been almost forgotten.

But it was a coincidence that before adulthood, people except their family members called him "Jiang Danxue". So now, compared with these names, the fewest people know about his real name.

The people at the scene were immersed in this heavy and serious atmosphere, and there was only Jiang Hexia, a little bit wrong...

After observing Ming Zhouzhi's eyes looking at Jiang Chiqiu, the maid standing next to Jiang Hexia suddenly heard her lady sigh heavily.

"Why……"

The maid felt that Jiang Hexia was a little strange today, but she thought that Jiang Hexia's sigh was lamenting that Jiang Chiqiu had gone to war, but this time she did not look up at Jiang Hexia's reaction.

Jiang Chiqiu didn’t know what metal was forged in the Immortal Sword. The color of this sword was so beautiful, and it didn’t look like it came from this era.

At this time, Baofan City had reached late autumn, and everything was gray. Only this sword was so bright that it seemed to be able to split all the gray fog.

Jiang Chiqiu took the immortal sword back into his hand and planned to slowly retreat to the war horse.

At this moment, he suddenly heard Ming Zhouzhi standing opposite him whisper: "Chi Qiu, it doesn't matter whether you win or not, take good care of yourself."

Since dismounting to the present, Jiang Chiqiu has been in a serious state.

Finally, after hearing Mingzhou's words, Jiang Chiqiu couldn't help but smile.

——It is worthy of being a bright day!

Jiang Chiqiu had already discovered that he should be the most serious person in the world, but Mingzhou knew that this national teacher always liked to suddenly speak out ruthless words in unexpected occasions.

The last time I was "returning to secular life" was that this time I told him not to care about the outcome, but to take good care of himself.

"I will." Jiang Chiqiu whispered.

After saying these three words, Jiang Chiqiu finally took a deep breath again. He looked at Mingzhouzhi, as if he wanted to engrave the other person's current appearance in his mind.

After doing these actions, Jiang Chiqiu finally turned around and returned to his war horse with the Immortal Sword.

Jiang Chiqiu was extremely hardworking when he was practicing martial arts a few years ago, and he has been practicing well recently. Therefore, Jiang Chiqiu's movements of turning on the horse were particularly quick and neat. Before everyone could react, Jiang Chiqiu was already sitting on the back of the horse.

At this time, Jiang Chiqiu looked straight ahead. After pausing for a while, he suddenly said in a volume that only he and Ming Zhou knew to hear, "I'm leaving."

As soon as the words fell, Jiang Chiqiu rode a war horse and left without looking back.

Immediately following Jiang Chiqiu, Mu Chao's army slowly moved outside the city.

This time, both the Prime Minister and Jiang Chiqiu themselves sent troops with the determination to win.

Therefore, in addition to some of the guards in Baofan City who followed Jiang Chiqiu to fight, many of them were elite soldiers transferred from various peaceful counties.

The team leaving the city was particularly large. It took a long time after Jiang Chiqiu left Baofan City to completely leave the city gate.

Jiang Chiqiu saw that at this time, there was already a declining autumn scenery outside Baofan City.

He looked around and then couldn't help but turn around and look at the city gate.

Jiang Chiqiu's warhorse was particularly high, so the people behind him did not notice that Jiang Chiqiu suddenly turned around and looked at the gate of Baofan City.

After looking at the direction of Baofan City for a while, Jiang Chiqiu ignored the master and put his left hand on his chest, and touched the jade pendant he was carrying through the material.

After a while, Baofan City completely disappeared from the horizon, and Jiang Chiqiu took his sight back.

He looked forward again, and at this moment, Jiang Chiqiu realized very clearly that the real war was finally about to begin.

[Dead Escape System is loading, current progress: 35%]

With such a voice, Jiang Chiqiu completely left Baofan City where he had lived for twelve years.

This expedition was not an easy task, but the military books that Jiang Chiqiu saw in Qing'an Courtyard before played a role.

At this time, not only was the overall level of the Mu Dynasty's generals not high, but the rebels also had no rules and had just fought indiscriminately most of the time.

Therefore, Jiang Chiqiu won all the battles after the war.

The good news came to Baofan City one by one. The extremely tense atmosphere a while ago has eased a lot recently.

Since he came to this world, Jiang Chiqiu realized that the level of technological development in this world is extremely low. Since he left Baofan City, the technology tree that has been dark in the world has suddenly begun to be lit up by others.

All this is the credit of Mingyue.

Jiang Chiqiu knew that Mingzhou knew that he had been writing books in his spare time, and even published a lot of content in scattered manner before.

Also starting from this autumn, Mingzhou Zhi’s work has finally begun to be released on a large scale.

In this era, literati and poets always dislike "sharing". The things they write are almost only circulated among specific classes, and what they disdain to do is care about the working people at the bottom.

Jiang Chiqiu's previous work in Qing'an Courtyard was looked down upon by many people - he was responsible for compiling books before the dynasty, and the scope was not limited to major scholars, and there were even many folk books circulated.

But this time Mingzhouzhi's approach broke the norm of this era.

After the man wrote the booklet, he spread it directly through Zhufengguan.
Chapter completed!