Slightly snow dust gathered in the air, forming a taskbar that only Chen Jiu could see himself.

Chen Jiu glanced at the row of names and suddenly frowned.

It seems that something is missing...

What about Russia?

If he remembered correctly, Tsarist Russia in 1666 was under the expansionary rule of the Romanov dynasty and had just annexed Ukraine. The national strength was on the rise and was close to Siberia. Chen Jiu originally thought that it would be the biggest enemy of the Ming Dynasty on this land, but the situation seemed to be different from what I expected...

"Brother Li,"

Chen Jiu turned his head,

"What is Tsarist Russia's power in the North Sea?"

"Tsarist Russia?" Li Yunfei looked confused.

"Uh, it's the Rakshasa people..."

Just as he said a few words, Chen Jiu seemed to think of something in his voice.

"Rakshasa? Where is the Rakshasa demon?" Li Yunfei's face changed slightly after hearing this, and reached out and held the firing gun at his waist.

"It's okay, I'm talking."

The old wine breathed gently,

"Brother Li, let me ask you, cross the North Sea westward, which country is bordered by the Yi Yi?"

“I can’t get through.”

Li Yunfei shook his head, "The more we go west, the more the Rakshasa demons are, there are thousands of miles of grass, and there are no grass growing in a radius of thousands of miles. The hot sand, wind and snow, and swamps alternately, which is a dead place. The Western countries all took Danrui ice boats to break the sky, digging the northern ice sea, and then went down the river to build cities and ports... It's really ridiculous. The Chinese people fought for several river estuaries for a whole year, and countless people sank the bottom of the river to feed fish, and were beaten several times by our Ming Dynasty. Then they became a memory and made a contract for the Luoshizi Gonghe. There was no dam or fire on the river surface..."

The reflection of the telescope flashed on the wall, and several whistle riders left the city gate and looked over, waving the flag. Only then did Li Yunfei stop talking and take the initiative to move forward, pull out the flag to respond.

Gong Shang followed the other side on his horse, silently listened to the whole process of the conversation between the two, took out a cigarette and bit it, and his mouth was vague:

"How to say it? Is the Eastern European plain in this plane a forbidden area?"

“It seems to be so.”

Chen Jiu rubbed his forehead,

"The plane history books say, 'The ancient kingdom that once ruled this land was destroyed overnight'. I originally thought that the so-called 'ancient kingdom' refers to the Mongolian Golden Horde, or the Sibier Khanate that was split from the golden tent. Now it seems that I have a smaller structure."

Speaking of this, Chen Jiu turned his head and looked at Gong Shang, "You don't seem to be surprised."

“Mentally prepared.”

Gong Shang was fumbled into the lighter, "I met a Ming Ocean Fleet returning in Nanyang, led by an eight-grade oriole ferryman. They tried to explore the south from the Jawa Strait, but did not arrive in Australia as planned, but fell into a storm-storm ocean..."

Click,

The flames shook violently in the wind. Gong Shanglong protected the lighter with his hands, lowered his head and lighted a cigarette, took a deep breath before continuing:

"This plane gives me the feeling of being a game with a low budget. Before the map was finished, the developer just put up a few air wall patches."

"It may also be a bug, or a hacker takes advantage of the loophole."

Chen Jiu was unwilling to get into this strange thing that he didn't understand for the time being, so he started a new topic:

"Qianhukou has arrived, what is the content of your incident?"

"The sun and the moon rise to the North Sea..."

"Wind and thunder drive away the barbarians?" Chen Jiu continued the conversation.

“…”

Gong Shang was stunned for a moment, looked at Chen Jiu with a complicated expression, and spit out a round smoke ring, "I'm just saying that this high difficulty is indeed a joint incident between fellow ferrymen... It's so outrageous. You and me are just two eighth-ranks to overturn half of the sky in Siberia. Did the planner's brain be bitten by a donkey?"

——Only ferrymen who are in the same position, with high overlap in events and no conflict in mission goals can be called fellow travelers. The bitter boat encourages cooperation among fellow travelers and limits internal friction. Of course, this is not absolute, just like there are cooperating in hunting among wolves, but they are also indispensable for devouring each other.

"I have a premonition,"

Chen Jiu squinted her eyes and looked at the thousands of households from afar.

"The ferrymen are not the only ones."

...

[You found the ferryman with you!]

The military camp tent was bright and warm, the brazier piled up with charcoal burned dimly, and the cold wind was howling outside the tent, beating the felt walls.

Chen Jiu and Gong Shang stood side by side, silently looking at the middle-aged man behind the table.

The man held a bowl of wolfberry hot water in his left hand and held the document in his right hand. His cotton jacket was worn out, his temples were gray, his face looked old, and his deep nasolabial folds cut so that the corners of his mouth naturally drooped down. He looked like a depressed and unsuccessful military secretary. How could he have the majesty that a thousand households should have?

"You two wait a moment, and let's talk about these two performance documents after I read these two performance documents."

Huang Nantang pulled his eyes away from the document, looked up and glanced at Chen Jiu and Gong Shang. His forehead was covered with squid lines. His tone was not unfamiliar, but it was not warm either.

"Can you smoke?" Gong Shang shook his cigarette box.

"Can."

Huang Nantang lowered his head and looked at the wolfberry water, hesitated for a few seconds, "Big girl, please give me one? I have been stranded in this plane for five years, and I have been free of time in stocks and I am very greedy."

"Lotus, Yuxi, Red Square Seal, or Heilanzhou?"

"Red Square Seal."

"I'll give it to you." Gong Shang threw away a whole box of unopened red square seal cigarettes.

"Soonful."

Huang Nantang took out one, and used iron tongs to pull out a piece of charcoal from the small brazier beside the chair to light it. Meimei sucked two big mouthfuls, smiled and raised her thumbs to Gong Shang, and at the same time, she exchanged her respects and summoned her personal railing.

Name: Huangnantang

Blessing

【Wei's Golden Liquid Return to Dan】

[Danding Sect·Shentongqi (200 years of cultivation level)]

"San Tongqi", written by Wei Boyang (Yun Yazi) of the Eastern Han Dynasty. Based on Yixiang, discussing alchemy, using Qiankun as a tripod, Yin and Yang as a dike, water and fire as a transformation mechanism, assisting with the five elements, using Xuanjing as a base, and being the ancestor of the elixir of the eternal alchemy.

Effect

【Small furnace and cauldron (inner alchemy)】

【Golden Return to Nature (External Alchemy)】

Independent skills: [Spiritual sealing list (incomplete)] [Ten refinings of gods] [Evil come to the halberd]

Additional skills:

Grade: Seventh grade (苏同)

"Shen Tongqi...the seventh grade of Wen Buzi..."

Aged wine lowered her eyelids.

"The iron cavalry rushed to the Qingmangshan Shopping Village, and was about to run a strange army, pointing to the Bailuqiu Beacon Fortress. There is Chenjiu, a small flag of Ashihewei, a magical method of destroying the Vajra and indestructing the universe in the sleeves. He has the ambition to serve the country, and he volunteers to offer a plan inside and outside... Chenjiu used his body to fight against two Yangyi lieutenants, and more than ten armors of Danrui... Guanning Tie rode on Bailuqiu, and Chenjiu should be the first to be a meritorious person."

Huang Nantang took a page of the well-telled documents.

"This is Li Yunfei's report on his work. Well, he is a rough man and can't read a lot of big words. It is probably Chu Hansheng who helped him to moisten his pen."

After speaking, he opened another one,

"The Iron Cavalry was walking at the Bailuqiu Beacon Fort at night, and it happened that the Little Florida 100-man team attacked the city. It was a good opportunity and killed two birds with one stone... This was presented by Li Yunfei's deputy family. I didn't mention you at all. The whole article was about how the Guanning Army was unparalleled, and how the Dutch Red Beard and the Little Florida squad were vulnerable."

Huang Nantang picked the cigarette butt from his mouth, lowered his head and took a sip of hot water, and slowly took a slow approach:

"Chen Jiu, who do you think I should believe in? Do you believe in you, an eighth-rank ferryman, who has disrupted the entire beacon fort alone, or do you believe in the bravery of the Guanning Iron Cavalry under my command?"
Chapter completed!