Zhao Luoyang and others came here on foot. If they kill this group of people now, the Marco in the backyard will be theirs.
After a while, everyone brought everything they could and buried everything they couldn't. The group got on their horses and headed straight to the north.
Zhao Luoyang sighed in his mind: "If we pass through this forest, even if the local government office finds clues and comes after us, there will be no trace of us."
She admired Shi Jiu's meticulous arrangements. They didn't have Huaiqing and the others to accompany them on this trip, but they still managed it smoothly and returned home as fulfilling as expected.
Shi Jiu said: "They take small roads and don't have to report to the government office. No one will come looking for them for a while."
Also, they are the Feng family, and they should be given some face wherever they go. Those who don't want to pay attention to them will not deliberately seek them out. Those who want to flatter, know what they are thinking, and these people are released just to
It's a disaster for the people. It's normal to spend some time on the road and search everywhere. Even if you don't appear in front of people for a few days, it's normal.
Zhao Luoyang and Shi Jiu said: "The one who can find out what happened to them is Feng Chenghai."
Shi Jiu couldn't help but smile.
There was a bit of arrogance in that smile: "Feng Chenghai didn't have the energy to care about this." Because he was about to die.
Niu Xing, who was following Zhao Luoyang, was talking to Niu Sheng in a low voice. There were not enough horses, so the two brothers rode together.
Niu Xing said: "I don't know why, why do I feel so comfortable? After robbing those people, it seems that the sky has become higher and the earth has become bigger, and there is no place for me."
As soon as Niu Xing finished speaking, Niu Sheng hit him on the head: "Are you feeling better? Remember your name?"
Niu Xing touched his head and looked at the baggage on the horse: "Not yet."
Then Niu Sheng hit him hard again: "Think about the holes dug in the ground. If you don't treat yourself well, someone will bury you in the future."
Niu Xing was startled this time.
Niu Sheng asked again: "Are you feeling better now?"
Niu Xing nodded: "I am Niu Xing from Fengxia Village, and our family is a farmer." Although he was happy, he still couldn't forget his last name.
They dealt with these people not because they had bows, arrows and spears in their hands, but because those people wanted to harm them and the court did not care. My sister said that when everything is fine in Taozhou, if you want to fight, then join the army to guard the border. What my sister said,
They must remember.
…
Although Feng Chenghai lives at the border, he lives a very comfortable life. After all, Wang Zenghui is a man. He got three women from somewhere to serve Feng Chenghai personally. He just lacks a big house, otherwise Feng Chenghai can stay at home.
I can't go out anymore.
After playing wildly for a while, Wang Zeng also came back from the pass and brought back new battle reports.
"It's a little different from what we expected," Wang Zeng said. "About three to four thousand people came. Two thousand camped at thirty miles away, and two thousand were hidden at fifty miles away. They wanted to catch us off guard."
Wang Zeng said: "It's thanks to me that I personally led people to find out more about it. When I came back, we fought. The soldiers and horses brought by the uncle were really elite. I didn't put in much effort, so we won a small victory."
In Wang Zeng's words, Feng Chenghai showed a proud smile on his face: "That's natural. They wear the best armor in Daqi, and the weapons in their hands are also the best. Those in Tubo are just afraid to see
Never seen it.”
"Not to mention anything else, even if the imperial commander personally fights the army, it may not be better than the troops and horses I brought out."
Wang Zeng looked envious: "The comparison between the soldiers and horses of the slave and the ones brought by the uncle really embarrass Daqi. If the slave wins the battle, can the master give the slave some armor, not too many..."
Wang Zeng held out five fingers and pulled down two more for fear that Feng Chenghai would be unhappy: "Three hundred pairs will be enough."
Feng Chenghai found it funny and threw the core in his hand at Wang Zeng: "Do you think anyone can deserve such troops? Three hundred? Even a slave like you deserves it? I'll let you lead these days.
If you go to war, you should seize the opportunity to enjoy the scenery. After this time, you will never think about it again in your life."
Wang Zeng licked his lips to apologize and said, "I remember."
Feng Chenghai thought for a while and stood up and began to pace: "Do they really only have those soldiers and horses?"
Wang Zeng said: "It is absolutely true that the slave only brought 500 people out, and he made them play around. If he had brought 500 more people, he would have beaten them back to Tibet in one fell swoop."
After saying this, Wang Zeng knew that he had made a mistake, and he immediately slapped himself: "I am wrong. How can I win the battle? I have to have the uncle here."
Feng Chenghai looked at Wang Zeng like a dog wagging its tail. What would this dog dare to do? Apart from wagging its tail and flattering him, it didn't dare to have any other thoughts.
So what Wang Zeng saw must be correct.
Feng Chenghai took a sip of tea. His sister had just sent a letter, telling him to win the battle this time. All the dignitaries in the capital were watching. The prosperity of the Feng family in the next twenty years was entirely tied to him.
He wants to be a real General Feng. The Feng family has been planning for so long, and the military power calculated from King Yu must be worthy of its name.
"What if I, the general, lead his troops?" Feng Chenghai asked, "Do you think it is possible to keep these thousands of Tubo people?"
Wang Zeng said: "What do you mean, uncle, to capture all the Tibetans who come this time?"
"It's okay to die," Feng Chenghai said, "Anyway, I want their heads."
Wang Zeng's eyes became brighter and brighter, and a joyful smile appeared on his face: "Yes, don't say we have tens of thousands of troops, even if we take out five thousand people, it will be enough to crush them."
Feng Chenghai said: "Do you need me to open the city gate and lead the troops out?"
Wang Zeng nodded: "Only when the handsome chariot appears, the soldiers will be high-spirited to fight. This is the best way to boost morale. And...brother, think about it, the handsome chariot pushes forward all the way, invincible. How many years will this scene happen to the soldiers?"
Everyone will remember that the uncle only needs to stand on the chariot with a sharp sword..."
Wang Zeng said and coughed again: "What I mean is that as the commander-in-chief, I only need to take charge of the overall situation, and the soldiers will fight on the battlefield for me and bring back the heads of enemy generals."
Feng Chenghai said: "Do you think we will have won a complete victory by the time those soldiers and horses come here?"
Wang Zeng nodded hurriedly: "Of course, since I have great military achievements, I will deal with them at will. Let's see who dares to disobey my military orders in the future."
This is a complete show of authority.
Feng Chenghai took a deep breath: "Now you go and make arrangements. I want to conquer Tubo myself."
Wang Zeng immediately knelt down and said, "I accept your order."
After sending Wang Zeng away, Feng Chenghai sat down again. His luck has been very good since this year. Perhaps his achievements as Feng Chenghai will start from now on.
He asked all the civil and military officials of Da Qi to see if Feng Chenghai could fight. So what did King Yu mean to him?