Chapter 271 (1/2)

”You can understand it as a kind of water that can quench your thirst.” Song Yan explained.

”Thank you, young man.”

Princess Yuhu took the coke bottle and took a sip. Suddenly, she felt a bubble burst in her mouth. The wonderful feeling was indescribable. At the same time, her eyes became bright.

Finally, Princess Yuhu only ate half of the bread and drank half of the coke.

Song Yan didn't expose this point of her careful thinking. She waved and signaled that she could go.

The next day, the team continued on its way.

The closer it is to the edge, the more desolate the surrounding scenery is, with a bleak autumn day.

Song Yan, who is riding on the horse, yawns and feels bored. Somehow, he always feels like playing a real game. People who look at the world are like NPC.

Suddenly, song Yan felt that a pair of timid eyes were secretly watching him in the carriage. Even if he didn't look back, he knew who was the owner of those eyes.

Finally, in the evening, a small city appeared at the end of the earth.

”Son of song, the border town is ahead.” Meng Bozhao pointed to the city road in front of him, and finally there was a light color on his strong face.

”Well.”

Song Yan nodded and indicated that he saw it.

There is no city wall on the water blue star. Seeing a city with a wall, song Yan still feels novel.

”Who are you from?”

Towards evening, the gate has been closed, no access.

And now it's a special time. It's just an isolated city of the Qi state. Therefore, the soldiers on the wall are all worried and shouting when they see this group of people and horses approaching.

The wall next to the border is not high, only about two meters. Let alone song Yan. It's not hard for ordinary people to turn over. If it wasn't close to the border fortress, the small town would have been conquered by the Yan Zhao allied army.

However, Meng Bozhao wants to start his family and return to his country by relying on this small town. He can only say that his ideal is full, but his reality is very profound.

Meng Bozhao reined in the bridle, and shouted to the soldiers on the wall of the city: ”I am Meng Bozhao, a pro admiral of the king of Qi, who has been sealed by his majesty, and escorted the prince of highness and his royal highness to this.”

When the soldiers on the wall heard that it was his Royal Highness the prince, they were all shocked. However, the biggest guard in the city was only the centurion, who had no right to open the city gate. So they shouted to Meng Bozhao, ”it's general Meng, please wait a moment, the little one will report to the city Lord.”

”Then hurry up, and delay the prince's highness to enter the city. Take you for questioning!” Meng Bozhao said coldly.

General Yang Wu is a Wupin military post. He can command 5500 soldiers, while the city leader is just a county seat. The city leader is just an official of Qipin. Therefore, the centurion who guards the city dare not neglect him. He will send someone to report the city leader to apply for poison.

City Lord's mansion.

The city Lord Shen Du is meeting with a VIP.

The VIP is a middle-aged scholar in a broad Royal robe. Behind him are two powerful men with swordsmen. Although they are not wearing armor, they should be in the army from their calluses.

”How is brother Shen thinking?” Asked the middle-aged scribe with a smile.

”This...?” There was hesitation in Shen Du's eyes.