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Since the major event has been decided, Wang Shoutian is not an outsider. Although he is not considered a lord or superior now, he is also obeying the order. He Wulang then gave an order to let the visitor not have to stay outside overnight and make a house arrangement.
And that night, a banquet was held in the copycat hall and several people were invited to participate.
After taking a hot shower, Wang Shoutian and others changed into clean clothes and came to the hall under the guidance of the mountain people.
The banquet was very rich, all of which were all mountain products, and the fragrance was everywhere.
Whether it was Wang Shoutian, He Zhong and Zhang Yi, they were already hungry, and because of the road and other reasons, they all had a simple meal. When they saw the delicious food, they naturally had a big fist of their index fingers.
Among the mountain people, there are He Qi, and several other mountain people leaders.
"That's how it is. After the banquet, we must prepare for the battle and send troops tomorrow morning!" In the hall, He Wulang finished his decision very seriously and waved his hand.
Several big men walked up with a large tray prepared in advance. The trays were filled with large bowls of wine. One by one, one was arranged in sequence at the long table in front of everyone. After the jars of wine were held in Kaifeng, people were hugged by the wine jar and quickly poured the wine into the big bowl.
"Come on, everyone is ready to take blood! After drinking this bowl of wine, we will follow Lord Wang and kill the enemy together! We will have a bright future for our wife, children, and young people!" When everything was ready, He Wu said passionately.
"Kill the enemy together! Kill the enemy together!" the mountain people shouted.
After the enthusiasm of the crowd calmed down a little, the ceremony officially began.
Leading by Wang Shoutian and He Wulang, the mountain people were behind him, holding a bowl of wine in their hands, with their blood in the wine, and tilting their heads to drink it.
"Happy!" After drinking the wine in his hand, He Wulang happily invited the guests to sit down. After that, the preparations were discussed at the banquet, and everyone discussed it.
He Wulang ordered a total of 300 people, and even He Qi was considered an elite force.
"Please ask for instructions, sir." He Wulang said politely.
"This is impossible. Goro is brave and good at fighting, deeply trusting and familiar with the mountains and forests. The right way to command the specific command is to be controlled by Goro." Wang Shoutian said, seeing that He Goro still refused, and said seriously: "A soldier must be cautious in the place of life and death. I am commanding, but I am afraid that it will be difficult to achieve good results. Only by commanding by Goro can he be easily."
"Besides, attacking the enemy's main business, although there are many troops being dispatched at this time, even empty, but the elite soldiers who are left in the main business are just a tough bone. How can we play like this?"
Seeing Wang Shoutian say this, He Wulang and several mountain civilian leaders were very satisfied, so several meetings were held very well.
That night, the cold moon shone brightly and the wind was very cool. The roar of wild beasts in the mountains could be heard faintly.
In the dark mountain village, the red bonfire light can be seen everywhere.
The rooms in the village were limited, and sixty people suddenly flooded in. Of course, some people always made room for the soldiers to sleep. In the plains, the mountain people did not rest immediately. Many relatives prepared work for the men who went to war.
The spears were checked one by one, the long sword sharpened the blade, the bow checked the elasticity, and there were also many vine armor made by mountain people, which was no worse than leather armor.
A moment later, a flute sound came from an attic.
The sound of the flute is melodious, rippling under the quiet moonlight, and permeating the crowd, as if it was a spiritual bird, passing through the quiet valley... It has both the desire to go home and the joy of getting food.
The originally noisy square suddenly became quiet. Both the mountain people and the soldiers temporarily put aside their worries and listened to the sound of the flute.
Many faces reflected in the blazing fire of the bonfire are all shadows left by the hard work of life, and at the same time they also reveal the involuntary sad expression of life.
Zhang Yi, who was patrolling, couldn't help but stop and listened.
After a song passed, the lingering sound gradually disappeared on the city walls and stone steps. After a moment of stunnedness, it caused everyone's echoes, sighs, and the sound of the awe-inspiring collision of the armored leaves.
"It's a little official, I never thought I could do this flute!" He Zhong raised his head and murmured. The moonlight was like water, which made him suddenly feel moved when he was young.
In a small attic, Wang Shoutian put down his flute, silent for a moment, and meditated in his eyes and pondered.
Although it seems easy today, it is not easy. If I hadn't finally used the Silver Feather Sword Talisman that I could only use in case I could use it with the power of the Jiedushi to suppress it, otherwise, even if I talked so hard, it would be difficult for me to have such an effect.
But no matter what, it succeeded!
"Chen Xiang!" Wang Shoutian recalled this name carefully. This is the person who defeated his army and killed Lu Yan, the commander-in-chief. In my memory, it was also the first time that Wang Shoutian failed and was surrounded by the city and was lost every day. Therefore, Wang Shoutian had a particularly deep impression of him.
From the perspective of later generations, Chen Xiang was not a famous general. Although he won this battle, he did not occupy important land, so he only received some rewards in Changding Town.
Later, Chen Xiang was defeated and killed by Li Chengye and offered his head, which made Wang Shoutian happy at that time and promoted Li Chengye, but he would not want to be a disaster in the future.
Even though he was killed two years later in history, he was a person who was the commander of the Ministry of Education. With his current situation, it was not easy to kill him.
However, this matter is imperative. A large amount of hazy gray gas was added to the top of the head, between the white and red gas. This is the amount of air you borrowed, and it is also the capital for this small challenge to fate!
Wenyang County Jiedushi Study Room
Secretary Li Xian took a book of the notice and walked in quickly. Li Xian was originally a gentleman, with a calm manner and calm manner, and rarely as hasty as he is now.
When he arrived at the door, he whispered: "Lord, I have an urgent reply."
Originally, the imperial system was not called "Master", but now there are many vassal states and the court has declined, and each has its own lord. This lord has been implemented for a hundred years.
"Cough, come in!" After waiting for a while, a sound came from inside.
Li Xian pushed the door and saw that the Jiedushi who was working under the window had stacked documents on his desk, filling the eight-foot-long and four-foot-wide case.
On the desk, the Jiedushi Wang Zunzhi was actually not old, nearly fifty years old, wearing an ordinary robe, with only a wooden hairpin on his hair bun. He was working in a deep heart and grinding ink. He didn't dare to make any sound when he was grinding the ink block.
"He Yi sent another report, saying that when Qiu came, the soldiers were short of clothes and were unable to keep warm... Humph, he was calling me poor again. Do you think I didn't know how much I had been detained by this guy privately when I sent food and clothing to the army last time?" Wang Zunzhi's words fell into the study.
Li Xian had already adjusted his breath and said, "Why should you lose your temper by lord? In today's world, the generals are a little unruly and use official business to seek personal gain. This is also a human habit. Only by pacifying the various places, setting up multiple armies, and controlling each other can we accomplish things."
The Jiedushi Wang Zunzhi laughed, coughed again, and said, "It's OK, but you came in a hurry just now and your steps were a little anxious. Isn't this like you... Is there anything big happening?"
Li Xian felt sad. His relationship with the governor was not an ordinary master-slave relationship. They were a bit heart-to-heart and outspoken.
Of course, it can also be seen that although Wang Zunzhi was not wise and powerful, he was also called magnificent and generous. Unfortunately, the year is not yet clear, and when Wang Zunzhi succeeded to the throne, he was already thirty-six years old. Although he worked hard for more than ten years, his fate was not good and he suffered repeated blows.
What makes people most sympathetic is that several sons died of a young age. The only eldest son died of a horse that fell last year and had to select heirs among the same clan. It can be said that a white-haired person gives birth to a black-haired person.
"Lord, Lu Yan's army was defeated and suffered heavy losses. Deputy General Qian Xin and retreated to Zhengding County." Li Xian Gongji lowered his head and spit out the report.
"What?" Wang Zunzhi clicked, the sound of the brush breaking, leaving a large ball of ink on a official document.
"With an army of 1,500, defeated by 800 people, Lu Yan is really growing more and more. Where is the others?" After a while, Wang Zunzhi suppressed his anger and his voice sounded in the study.
"...According to the war report, he has been killed in battle!" Li Xian responded, and even he felt a little scared when he heard the angry voice.
"...Where are everyone?" Wang Zunzhi asked. This seemed to be stupid, but he knew Li Xian knew what he meant.
"Lord, Wang Xuanzhi, and Wang Zhongyi have all returned to Zhengding County and guard the city with their deputy general Qian Xin. Wang Shoutian's whereabouts are unknown." Li Xian continued to report.
Wang Zunzhi closed his eyes, as if he was thinking, without any expression, and could not see the reality of the truth.
But more than ten years ago, the new widow of the same tribe appeared before his eyes... It was this night that he had an extra son, but of course, such a scandal was not allowed to be promoted, and Wang Zunzhi was just taking care of him in secret.
I originally thought that this son would live a life of mediocrity. After all, I had a son, but the third son died, and the eldest son fell to his horse and died. A series of man-made disasters fell on him.
But my heart kept rolling, God, you have taken away my three sons, are you going to take away the last son?
Wang Zunzhi slowly opened his eyes, stood up slowly, opened the window, stared out the window, and remained motionless.
The window was silent, and there was only the clear and refreshing autumn air. He couldn't help but cough, and as he coughed, his hands were a little bright red.
He covered the red in his sleeves calmly, and Wang Zunzhi said: "Lu Yan, the capital of Yanshan, has always been loyal and righteous. He died in the battlefield. He allowed his son to respect his achievements and be the captain of Xuanwu and lead a guard."
"The deputy general Qian Xin was not good at fighting and was demoted to one level. He was in charge of Xuanwu's lieutenant and led a guard to a guard. The Yanshan commander was temporarily shelved. After he was supplemented, he would choose his virtuous person."
"The failure of the war cannot make it shake the root cause. I will personally lead the Yi army to support it."
After Wang Zunzhi finished speaking, he coughed a few more times.
The Yi army was the foundation of Wang Zunzhi, and it was the capital to control the other three capitals and maintain the status of the commander. There were a total of 2,000 people, of which 200 were called the elite among the elite and called the Black Guard.
"Master?" Li Xianxian looked at him with concern without writing the order.
"I'm fine, follow this order to issue it!" Wang Zunzhi closed his eyes and said tiredly.
Chapter completed!