There are no eternal interests and no permanent friends between countries.
In this barbaric age, might makes right.
Talking about benevolence, justice and morality cannot buy the dignity of a man.
Only cold blades and brave soldiers can guarantee the status of a strong man.
Feng Yong understands this truth very well.
Bald-faced Kheli may not be able to sum up this truth, but on the grassland the law of the jungle is the law of the jungle, so he also understands that whoever has a bigger fist can be the boss.
"what is that?"
Under the spring sun, a patch of white snow reflected dazzling light, and they walked forward in unison with heavy and neat footsteps.
"The most famous battalion under the lord, the Modao Squadron."
Bu Qu explained, "These are the most outstanding soldiers in the hands of the monarch. Even if the cavalry encounters them, they will not dare to attack them lightly, otherwise, they will be broken into pieces."
As soon as he finished speaking, he saw two more cavalry troops spread out on both sides of the Mo Dao team, protecting the Mo Dao team in the middle like two arms.
Bald-haired Tianli stared blankly, saying nothing else. If the elite cavalry of his clan met the cavalry in Feng Langjun's hands, I'm afraid there would be nothing good to gain.
Not to mention the unstoppable Mo Dao team.
In a daze, I felt someone suddenly patted me on the shoulder, and at the same time Feng Langjun's voice rang in my ears: "Balda Kheli, what are you thinking about here?"
When the bald man heard this voice, he was subconsciously excited.
He turned around and realized that Feng Langjun was already standing beside him at some point.
I saw that although Feng Langjun was not wearing heavy armor, his clothes were tight and his sleeves were narrow, and he was also covered with a layer of leather armor.
Not far behind him, there were several generals waiting, all of them wearing helmets and armor.
There was one person in particular who was holding a long horsetail in his hand, but he didn't look like a Han Chinese.
"It turns out it's Feng Langjun," Bald-haired Kheli said with some stuttering. "I just saw Feng Langjun's sergeant Piao Yong. It was so shocking that I didn't notice Feng Langjun's arrival for a while."
Feng Yong laughed and put his arm around his shoulders: "It's just a daily review. Let's see if these boys are lazy during this winter."
When the bald-haired Tianli saw Feng Yong's nonchalant tone, he couldn't help but trembled slightly. He couldn't help but ask tentatively: "The masters of tigers and wolves under the command of the monarch are rare in the world."
"Don't say he is a Cao thief. Even among the big Han people, he is rare to see, right?"
Feng Yong glanced at him and said meaningfully: "This is too much! In the battle between Pingxiang and Xiang last year, the tiger and wolf troops in your eyes did not contribute."
"The Tiger Infantry trained by the Prime Minister himself is much more powerful than my sons."
After hearing this, the bald man's face changed again.
"Okay, let's not talk about this anymore. Yesterday you came and drank wine, but you didn't entertain you well. It just so happens that today I want to entertain all the generals in the army."
"Why don't you join us and join us? Let me introduce you to the generals in the army."
Feng Yong hugged him and walked outside the camp while saying.
Bald-haired Khotan was a little unable to react, and followed Feng Yong back to the city in a daze.
During the banquet, the host Feng Yong sat, the guest Tufa Keli sat, Jufu, Gongsun Zheng, Wenshi, Liu Hun, and Huo Yi all sat in order.
Zhang Yi did not come because Pingxiang needed someone to guard it.
Moreover, the war against the Qiang and Hu in Longxi was not a major event. Huo Yi had been studying with Zhang Yi for the past few months, so this time it was just right for him to come over and do some internship.
As for the ones at the bottom, there are some Qiang and Hu tribe princes from Longyou.
When the bald-faced Khotan learned that Liu Hun was of barbarian origin, not only could he sit on equal terms with other generals, but was also highly valued by Feng Yong, he couldn't help but have a look of astonishment in his eyes.
"General Liu is a man who has been granted the title of Marquis."
Feng Yong saw the thoughts of Bald-faced Kheli and explained: "A few days ago, because of his great achievements, the imperial court named him the Marquis of Guannei."
When Liu Hun heard this, he quickly stood up and said, "This is all because the Lord Meng will not give up."
Feng Yong waved his hand, "There is no need to be so polite during the banquet. Sit down quickly."
Then he raised his ear cup and said: "This cup is a wish for us to win the battle, to break the siege of Didao as soon as possible, and to break the Han Qiang Hu!"
"Drink victory!"
Feng Yong drank honey wine, but Jufu, Liu Hun, and Huo Yi, who were training troops in the winter, preferred to drink strong wine.
Not to mention those Qiang and Hu leaders.
After three rounds of drinking, a sound of music sounded, the door of the hall was pushed open, and a burst of cold air came in, wrapped in rouge powder.
I could only hear the soft voices of warblers and swallows.
Feng Yong said with a smile: "There is wine but no color. I'm afraid that everyone will not be able to enjoy themselves after drinking. These beauties are all beauties presented by the princes of various ethnic groups when I visited Hanyang County last year."
As he said that, he ordered two of the outstanding ones, "Go and pour some wine for the bald young master."
The two women pursed their lips and smiled, and first gave Bald Kheli a wink, and then they each sat down next to Bald Kheli.
One person poured the wine, and the other picked up the cup and put it to Bald Kheli's mouth.
"Young Master, please have a drink."
Although my Chinese is half-baked, it is better than I am fluent in it.
The bald Khotan felt that both of them smelled extremely fragrant, which made him feel a little uneasy.
What's more important is that the clothes the two of them were wearing were actually fine velvet sweaters. When they came closer, Baldy Kheli felt that the back of his hands was deeply sunk into the clothes and was very warm.
"How can Ji Ji wear such clothes?"
The bald man couldn't help but look at them a few more times.
Ji Ji felt the gaze of the bald-haired Tie Li and chuckled.
Although she is the young monarch in the clan, the women in the clan are truly as good as the two Hu girls wearing high-end clothes.
He looked at everyone present again and saw that the Qiang and Hu leaders all had a woman pouring wine beside them, but Feng Yong and the Han generals were completely empty.
Even Liu Hun, who was born as a Hu, made his own decisions. He seemed to really like what was in the cup, but was not interested in beauty.
Before he could understand what was going on, Hu Nu, who had just persuaded him to drink, said half coquettishly and half angrily: "Young Master has always refused to drink. Could it be that I don't know how to persuade you to drink?"
Feeling Mei Ji breathing softly into his ear, Bald-haired Kheli finally couldn't help but open his mouth.
When Feng Yong saw this scene, he smiled slightly and drank the wine in the glass in one gulp.
When the banquet was over, the two women returned to the room holding the bald man in his arms.
Hot water had been prepared in the room, and the two women helped him bathe.
Looking at the clothes discarded by the bucket, the bald-haired Kheli, who was originally a little drunk, finally couldn't help but pick them up and rub them carefully.
"It's really inappropriate for you to throw such precious clothes on the ground like this!"
I didn't feel it clearly at the banquet, but when I got it in my hands, I realized that this piece of clothing was really rare, and the bald man's eyes lit up.
"Oh, Alang, what does this mean? Which of us sisters doesn't have a few good clothes? They were all rewarded by Feng Junhou!"
The water mist in the bathtub was steaming, and a jade-like arm came around, "Junhou also said that there will be different clothes throughout the year. In autumn and winter last year, no less than ten pieces of high-quality clothes were distributed!
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"As long as we do well, there will be benefits for our family and clan."
Hu Nu said without shame.
When the bald man heard this, his heart moved: "What's the benefit?"
"There are so many benefits. If the clan is short of food, the king will arrange relief to prevent people from starving to death."
"As long as the clan hands over the useless wool, they can get back a lot of thick wool every year."
"The prince also said that when the time comes, he will send people to teach the clan how to farm, and teach us how to raise cattle and sheep in one place, so we don't have to go everywhere to find water and grass."
"As long as the clan settles down, it will be convenient for the monarch to send medical workers over to treat patients..."
Listening to the woman's eloquent talk, the bald man became even more shocked: "Is this true?"
"I can't be lying! A few years ago, there was a tribe leader named Muwu Zhe. Now he changed his name to Han Dynasty and his name is Duanmuzhe. He led the tribe to seek refuge with Feng Langjun, and now all the tribe members have become Han Chinese."
"Now he is Feng Langjun's most trusted person. I heard that he can drink three bowls of tea every day. Even the adults in our clan are very envious!"
"The last time someone saw him, he bought a hundred sheep just for the clothes he was wearing."
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When Bald Tianli heard this, he couldn't help but ask: "As long as you depend on Feng Langjun, can you get so many benefits?"
"Duanmuzhe got the upper hand, so he got such benefits. Now which tribe in Longyou doesn't want to rely on Feng Langjun?"
Hu Nu said with some regret, "Now only the tribes that send troops to follow Feng Langjun and make great achievements can be treated like the Han people."
"Otherwise, we can only follow Feng Langjun's arrangements, farming and grazing, and we have to hand over a lot of things every year, but it is much better than before, and we will not starve to death or freeze to death."
The bald Khotan raised his eyebrows and thought about how brave and good at fighting, you Qiang and Hu can't compare to us Xianbei?
"Are there any tribes that are unwilling to send troops?"
"It's not that you don't want to, it's that you can't take the turn!" Hu Nu shook her head and said, "Just like this time, Feng Langjun issued a recruitment order, which tribe doesn't want to follow?"
"But Feng Langjun doesn't want anyone who is not a brave man and is good at fighting. Moreover, he specially sent Han people to select him. It's not just anyone who wants to follow him."
After hearing this, Bald Khotan suddenly felt a little stressed: It sounds like the Qiang and Hu from Longyou are all trying to make meritorious deeds from Feng Langjun.
Along with the desire for extravagance, Bald-Fa Kheli became a little worried about gains and losses.
Compared with the hundreds of thousands of Qiang and Hu from Longyou, the four thousand cavalry troops of my tribe, but I don’t know if they can have the upper hand?
On the other hand, the two bearded girls who had been waiting in the bathtub could not help but look at each other when they saw the bald Kheli lowering his head in deep thought, only stroking the clothes he had taken off.
Does this bald young gentleman have some weird hobbies?
Or is it simply wilted?
So that’s why you’re not willing to come in through delay?
"Little lady, can I go in?"
Zhao Guang stood at the door with his head tilted, and quietly asked the maid with a knife who was guarding the door.
Guan Ji, who was leaning on the soft sofa with her slightly protruding belly and her eyes closed to rest, had excellent ears. When she heard this, she said: "Let him in."
The maid with the sword then made a gesture of invitation.
Zhao Guang walked in quietly and put on a smile: "I have met my sister."
Guan Ji didn't even open her eyes: "Why haven't you returned to Shu yet? What are you doing here again?"
Zhao Guang said calmly: "Sister, when I passed through Jicheng, I was beaten up by the adults and drove me out. The adults told me to get out of here and said that I don't have a son like this..."
Guan Ji sneered and finally opened her eyes: "What? Did General Zhao hit you by mistake?"
The dirt on Zhao Guang's face was still there, and there was a small wound at the corner of his eye. It seemed that the beating was serious.
"No, no, I deserve this." Zhao Guang was about to cry, "Sister, it's just that this time, I really have no shame in returning to Shuzhong."
"What does that have to do with me?"
Guan Ji said coldly.
Zhao Guang saw Amei squatting at Guan Ji's feet, gently rubbing Guan Ji's legs, and immediately ran over to help.
Then she was kicked away by Guan Ji, "Are you seeking death? Tell me, why did you come to me?"
Zhao Guang stood up in a hurry, "Sister, I came here this time to ask my sister for a favor. Can you give me a message for my brother..."
"No!" Guan Ji flatly refused, "Your brother has already made arrangements for you to go back to Shuzhong to rest for a while. Besides, you are not young anymore, so you will take advantage of this opportunity to get married."
Zhao Guang was startled, "Get married? What kind of marriage?"
Guan Ji glanced at this ignorant guy and said angrily: "Although I don't like that barbarian girl from the Huang family, but since you are in love with her, why don't you take this opportunity to marry her?"
When Zhao Guang heard this, his face turned red and hesitantly said: "Brother, I'm afraid..."
"What are you afraid of? Are you afraid that she will hit you?" Guan Ji sneered again and looked him up and down, "Yes, you have never been able to beat her since you were a child."
"A sister from the Huang family doesn't know how to hit her younger brother."
Zhao Guang was not happy to hear this.
"Then what are you afraid of?"
Zhao Guang lowered his head and said nothing.
During the Northern Expedition last year, the Huang family's sister encouraged herself to make great achievements.
Who would have thought that now that he has not achieved any success, he has been dismissed from his job, so how can he have the dignity to see her?
"You have to think carefully, the barbarian girl of the Huang family is not young anymore. She has been recuperating in Jincheng for the past two years, and I heard that she is almost in good health."
"If you want to marry her, do it as soon as possible, otherwise you can delay it, but others can't delay it."
"When she becomes an old lady in a few years, no matter how healthy she is, the risk of having a child will be greater. And if you don't marry, General Wei may arrange for her to marry someone else..."
When Zhao Guang heard this, he interrupted Guan Ji: "My sister from the Huang family will not marry anyone else..."
Guan Ji chuckled and simply closed her eyes and ignored him.
Anyway, it's not his turn to take care of this matter. Zhao Ma has probably made arrangements for it a long time ago. It's just waiting for Zhao Guang to go back. Whether they get married or not, I'm afraid it won't be his turn.
It's just a temporary demotion. It's amazing that he can return to the army in a year and a half.
Just seeing this guy's life-or-death look, those who didn't know better thought he was being deposed as a commoner and would never be used again.
If you are not pregnant, you must not get angry, otherwise you will beat him again.
Zhao Guang came up to him shamelessly and said with a smile: "Sister, if my brother is not here when I get married, what's the point?"
"Why don't you let me go to Longxi to see if I can be of any help to my brother? When my brother's affairs are over, I might not have the chance to attend my marriage."
"What are you talking about?" Guan Ji was immediately annoyed when she heard this, "If something happens to you, why don't you go back to Shu and go find your brother again, do you want to drag him down?"
The court seems calm, but who knows what will happen?
Alang tried his best to stay away from the court at this time, just to avoid getting involved in things.
"If you get involved in this matter, just stay here and stay there. If you dare to go to Longxi, I will try my best to offend General Zhao and break your legs!"
When Guan Ji finished speaking, her voice became fierce.
Zhao Guang murmured and did not dare to speak anymore.
When Guan Ji saw his appearance, she finally felt a little soft-hearted: "Besides, as a captain protecting the Qiang, how could your brother be able to get away?"
She sighed, "But I told you earlier, this time it's not entirely your fault. Once the storm has passed, your brother will help you think of something else."
After hearing this, Zhao Guang's face fell and he muttered: "But those people in Shu don't know. They only know that Yuezhi City was lost from my hands."
Zhao Jiaerlang, who had always been in high spirits, now thought of the eyes of others when he returned to Sichuan, and felt that the bright spring scenery had turned gloomy.
"Erlang of the Zhao family, after living up to his hero, the number two figure in the Xinghan Society actually wants to act based on other people's faces?"
Guan Ji said "poof": "Get out of here!"
ps: I have a bad cold, my head is dizzy, it feels like a shot put, heavy and uncomfortable.
