He was born as a blacksmith, but he dominated the world

Chapter 189 Our Border Army is Secure
That day, Jiang Lin stayed in the Nanling camp.

Liao Mingxu's meaning was very clear. Since the Qingzhou Li family had given three days, Jiang Lin could only stay in the Nanling camp before the other party gave up completely.

Otherwise, once you leave, you will most likely be forcibly taken away by the other party.

This kind of thing is not uncommon.

Jiang Lin did not object, knowing that in order to deal with the powerful, he had to rely on the border troops.

……

Kyoto City, Dongping Lane.

Although it is called an alley, the road is actually very spacious, about ten to twenty meters wide.

This place also has another nickname, called Gupi Lane.

The name comes from an ancient saying: "When a gentleman hears the sound of drums, he thinks of his generals and ministers."

There are a total of forty-two people living here.

Thirty-five generals.

Seven great commanders.

Even if other people want to get close to the ten-meter range, they will be driven away directly, even if you are a red-robed official of the third rank or above.

Moreover, those who are responsible for guarding Gupi Lane are all ranked, with the lowest being rank eight, and their number appears to be only two or three hundred.

In fact, the secret sentries were hidden, and with a shout, at least 1,500 people could be gathered immediately.

At the entrance of the alley, the elderly man Wei came here.

Although the style of his armor showed that he was a member of the border army, they still did not let him pass.

Old Man Wei didn't say much. He knelt down on his knees and knocked his head heavily on the ground.

"Wei Xiangzhong, former captain of the Nanling Camp, requests to see Marshal Yu!"

More than 20 years ago, Old Man Wei was a centurion of the Nanling Camp, and today's Marshal Yu was a general of the second rank.

If it weren't for the defeat in that battle, Old Man Wei should have been promoted to a captain, and it would not be a problem for him to be a lieutenant general now.

Unfortunately, there are not so many ifs in the world.

The general at that time became one of the seven marshals, while Old Man Wei became a cook in the blacksmith camp.

The difference in status is so huge that it is really sad.

Several people guarding Gupi Lane stood in front of him, neither driving him away nor giving in, with grim expressions on their faces.

After a while, a man walked out of the alley.

He was wearing plain clothes, was tall and had bright eyes.

Although half of his hair is gray, he looks younger than Old Man Wei.

After he came closer and stood still, several people around him immediately bowed and saluted: "Greetings, General Qi."

General Qi bent down and stretched out his hand to help Old Man Wei up, and asked in a gentle tone: "What do you want here?"

When Old Man Wei was a centurion, General Qi was the lieutenant general of the Nanling camp, and the two were very familiar with each other.

Old Man Wei took a step back, bowed and saluted: "I have a nephew who works as a blacksmith in the Casting Sinan Blacksmith Camp. Now he is favored by the Qingzhou Li family. He is willing to join the border army and asks for a favor from Marshal Yu."

General Qi laughed and said, "The man you are talking about is called Jiang Lin?"

"Yes." Old Man Wei was not surprised.

Jiang Lin had close contacts with the Nanling Camp, which was under the command of General Qi, so it was not surprising that he knew about this.

"I understand. Let's go back." said General Qi.

After that, he turned around and left.

But he heard a plop sound behind him. He turned around and saw Old Man Wei kneeling down again.

"Why, you don't believe me?" asked General Qi.

"Yes!" Old Man Wei took off the broken sword from his waist, held it in his hands and crawled on the ground: "I only ask the general to show mercy and let me wait here."

General Qi raised his eyebrows, vaguely recalling the man who was once the most valiant centurion in the Nanling camp.

It seems that the figure of the extremely old man in front of him no longer matches his figure.

As time goes by, many people and many things have changed.

He glanced at the broken knife and said, "You weren't so fussy back then."

"Please show some mercy, General." Old Man Wei continued. General Qi took a deep breath, exhaled slowly, and said, "Then stay here."

Then he turned and left, sighing softly.

"Pity."

In the Nanling camp back then, the name of Wei Xiangzhong was well-known.

Among the many centurions, he is qualified to rank among the top three.

The general at that time once said that if this kid could live longer, he would become a great man and perhaps even become the general.

Such words show how much he is valued.

You know, that general is one of the seven marshals now.

What a pity, what a pity.

Old Man Wei just knelt there, prostrating himself, holding the knife in both hands, his posture unchanged.

When General Qi returned to Gupi Lane, he went directly to another mansion and said, "Qi Hongwu wants to see Marshal Yu."

The gate of the house was not closed but remained open. An older man of even taller stature could be seen standing in the yard, looking up at the branches above his head.

The tree has no leaves, it is bare and looks very inconspicuous.

"What's the matter?" The old man's voice came out without him moving.

"Just now, Wei Xiangzhong, a former captain of the Nanling camp, asked to see him. He said that a nephew named Jiang Lin was favored by the Qingzhou Li family and was going to be recruited as a private craftsman. Jiang Lin was unwilling and joined the Nanling camp."

"So that's what happened. I was wondering why Wei Xiangzhong came here suddenly."

The old man stretched out his hand, broke off a branch, put it in his hand and looked at it, and said, "Just go in."

"Do we need to go to the Qingzhou Li family?"

The old man twisted the branch with his fingers, and it instantly shattered into ashes, which were blown away by the wind.

His tone was calm, yet he was full of arrogance.

"Since you have joined the Border Army, you are one of my Border Army members."

Qi Hongwu nodded and said nothing more.

Border troops have always been like this, protecting their own people is the best in the world.

Neither Marshal Yu nor General Qi Hongwu knew much about Jiang Lin's skills, let alone cared about them.

But Old Man Wei was someone they knew, and since he had come kowtowed and begged, they had to get the job done no matter what.

As for who is happy and who is unhappy, is it necessary to care?

If the Qingzhou Li family is unhappy, they can just come to Gubei Lane. Do they dare to come?
After Qi Hongwu left, Yu Shuai looked up at the broken branch again, and saw a golden color inside.

"Is this the ancient purple gold wood that Xuanhua Dao claims to be indestructible? It's not that hard, it just breaks into pieces when touched."

If someone familiar with these things saw this, they would be shocked.

The ancient purple gold wood is one of the top-level exotic woods controlled by the Xuanhua Dao. It is said to be a relic left by immortals and gods and is indestructible.

Someone once held a mysterious weapon, but only left an almost imperceptible mark on the tree trunk, which was enough to show how hard it was.

But in the hands of this old man, it could be easily broken or even crushed into ashes.

To achieve this, one must at least be at the peak of the Divine Martial Realm.

However, according to external announcements, only two of the seven generals of Daqian had just entered the Shenwu realm, and the other five were still only at the peak of the Yuanwu realm.

It is obvious that what is known outside is fake news.

Just as the people of Xuanhua Dao exclaimed to His Majesty the Emperor during the Battle of Kyoto: "You have surpassed Yuanwu and reached the Shenwu realm!"

Even the emperor concealed his cultivation level from the outside world, so it is normal that the Marshal's strength is not true.

The saying "All is fair in war" is exactly this principle.

A moment later, Qi Hongwu came to the entrance of the alley and looked at Old Man Wei who was still crawling on the ground.

"Let's go back."

"Jiang Lin, our border troops are safe."

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