Li Libo took the tea soup from Fan Xing, drank it in several sips, and gasped for air. The entire port was under martial law, and all the river officials who had received the order went out to inform. He did not dare to stay for a moment, and ran over holding his breath. Liang Qu had received the news in advance, so he didn't dare to neglect it. He hurried back to the bedroom and opened the wooden box under the bed. The robes, cloak, and waist badges were neatly stacked among them, and the two tungsten-colored arm guards at the top shone with dark golden light. He put on the fish king demon skin inner armor, the sky silk robe, the mountain cowhide belt, the cloud-walking boots, and finally buckled the arm guards, leaving only a large cloak uncovered. As for the weapons, the Hundred-Refined Black Iron Bow, the Fu-wavelength Spear, and the Green Wolf Dagger were all worn one by one. Attach a quiver to your waist and gather the arrows. The quiver that came with the capture of the Whale Gang contained a total of twelve arrows, all of which were more than three feet long, completely black, and the arrows had a cold light, which was not ordinary. Knock on the table. Ah Wei, who was sleeping curled up on the table, flew to Liang Qu's wrist, connected end to end, and turned into a perfectly fitting blue jade bracelet.
All dressed up, Liang Qu followed Li Libo to Shangrao Port. There were already sergeants waiting here in a famous boat. There were three people in total, two of them were holding torches and standing in the darkness. The leading sergeant bowed his hands. "Master Liang, are you ready?" "Everything is ready." "Please come aboard." "good!" The boat suddenly drafted three inches of water, and several soldiers were not surprised. Not to mention the weight of the warrior himself, none of the weapons he uses are light. "Those three military masters, should I leave first?" Li Libo said goodbye and was sent here. As a river official, his mission was completed. The three soldiers had no objections and watched Li Libo leave, rocking the oars and sailing away from the port. The water droplets carried by the long oars fell into the swamp. Not a single fisherman went out of the boat under the curfew, and the surrounding tea shops were empty. The entire Yixing Town was extremely quiet, with only the sound of boats and oars hitting the water. Ripples shatter the moonlight. Four people in a boat were all speechless. Halfway through the journey, Liang Qu saw soldiers holding torches patrolling the shore. Along the way, familiar faces from the riverbank passed by, either on horseback or on foot. "No one else takes the boat?" The leading soldier clasped his fists and replied: "Sir Huiliang, we are short of manpower, so we can only send a small number of ships. As for the others, they can find their own solutions." Liang Qu nodded and said no more words.
Arriving at Pingyang Port, the railings of the building boats were covered with torches, and the blazing fire illuminated the surrounding area. The boat did not dock, but carried Liang Qu directly under the hull of the building. The long wooden ladder that originally extended down had long been retracted, and only a few rope ladders were thrown down on the side of the hull. Liang Qu did not jump rashly. He carried a long bow and a spear on his back, and honestly grabbed the rope ladder and boarded the boat. It was now three o'clock in the morning, and the sky was pitch black. Standing on the deck and looking down, the sergeants were centered on the dock building, with a torch every twenty steps, standing quietly in the shadows of the houses on the streets. They extended into several long and thin lines of fire in all directions, cutting across the entire Pingyang County. The big flag on the roof of the building vibrated in mid-air, the firewood crackled, the cavalrymen banged their clappers, and galloped along the long street to deliver orders, leading the officials to gather under the dock. A gust of night wind blew quickly, carrying water vapor and making Liang Qu's clothes feel a little wet. There were so many people. Liang Qu smoothed his clothes, condensed a few drops of water on his fingertips, and quickly dried them in the wind. The whole river came with great momentum. There were dozens of ships in total, including two large-scale ships, and many remaining warships. Below them were merchant ships. I think those warships were all sergeants. "Master Liang, please come this way." The three military men pulled up the iron chain and put the boat on board. The leader took Liang Qu up to the second floor of the boat and opened the door of a small room alone with a key. The room is small but fully equipped. Please visit the latest address There is a single bed and a long desk. There is a box fixed on the desk. In the box are pens, inks, paper and inkstones. There is also a toilet bucket in the corner. The lid and the bucket are fastened with locks. Obviously this is Liang Qu's room. . "Are we going to be there for a long time?" The military man shook his head: "My subordinates don't know, they just follow orders." Liang Qu pointed to the martial arts masters who were boarding the ship one after another on the deck: "Where are they going to live?" "Their room is below the deck, it's the Datong bunk." "sorry to bother you." "It's my duty, does Mr. Liang have any other orders?" "No." "In this case, before leaving the ship, I hope that Mr. Liang will not move around casually, and my subordinates will withdraw." "good." The soldier bowed his hands and retreated. When the others left, Liang Qu put down the big bow and spear he was carrying, grabbed his collar, and released a stream of water. There was no ice platform in the house, so it was really hot and stuffy, so I had to "bring" some water with me. It was damp and really uncomfortable.
That day when he went to the auction, he didn't wear the Fish King Leather Armor because the weather was too hot, so he had a fight with the Ghost Mother Cult and two others, and suffered many small cuts on his body. It's just that I can't care about comfort now. From the current point of view, it would take a lot of time this time, otherwise there would be a round trip within one day, so there would be no need to specially arrange a room for him. "It's really a world with clear distinctions." Some people live in single rooms, while others sleep in bunks. The world has always been like this. Fortunately, I was the one sleeping in the single room. Liang Qu stood by the railing, overlooking the entire Pingyang County. The martial arts masters from the Hebo Institute came one after another. After verifying their identities, they boarded the boat and walked below the deck under the leadership of the sergeant. The gray stone brick pier was illuminated by the flames, and the war horses neighed, being led by the soldiers. At this point, everyone could guess what was going to happen. They boarded the warships with trepidation, feeling uneasy about their future. Entering the Heboso was no different from joining the army. On weekdays, they seemed to be casual and free to come and go. They only needed to accept tasks to exchange for various training resources. But when something really happened and they needed to be dispatched in an orderly manner, they would be the real army. No one dared to drop the chain at this time. If they did not come to be treated as deserters, they would surely die. Liang Qu's advantage of getting the news in advance was fully revealed. How many people were still free and undisciplined before today, and perhaps they had just climbed out of the bed of a prostitute, and their belts were loose. Heboso's behavior could be understood. This time, they must do something big, and too many people will lose. Any leak of news may allow the Ghost Mother Cult to know the news in advance and escape. At about the right time, Liang Qu saw the fire line that crisscrossed the entire Pingyang County gradually converged towards the pier and poured into the other warships on the pier. Starlight twinkled. Several soldiers on the bow held torches to exchange signals, and the entire building ship shook violently. The river tides hit the hull, splashing layers of white waves, and the waning moon stretched infinitely. With a turbulence, Liang Qu keenly noticed that the pier was moving away from him. Anchors were raised. The soldiers on the deck remained unmoved and performed their duties. Each soldier was at least a warrior of the first level or above. They passed by each other in an orderly manner, and the entire ship moved without any communication. They pulled down the big sail in an orderly manner and adjusted the angle of the sail. Under the night, the speed of the building ship gradually increased, leaving white water marks behind. When it was close to dawn at 5:00 pm, Liang Qu lay on the bed and silently admired the dark and surging lake through the porthole. Footsteps in the corridor approached from far away. A sergeant knocked on his door.
"Sir Liang, Sir Ran wants to see you."
