This sentence comes from Zhang Yanghao's "Shanshan Sheep. Tong Guan Guan" in the Yuan Dynasty. I just recited it inadvertently when I saw these people devouring their food.
"My lord is really talented in literature, caring about the country and the people, and has great ambitions."
Guo Jia had never heard this sentence before and couldn't even find the source. Naturally, he thought Liu Qi had made it now. Although he felt that there were a few sentences missing, it did not affect his full admiration.
Even Liu Qi couldn't help but blush slightly when he heard the praise. He didn't do it himself, but he couldn't explain that he had plagiarized it in time.
Otherwise, even if Guo Jia admits he is the master, he will be scared to death. He is definitely the most wanted criminal in the Three Kingdoms, and he will be studied like a guinea pig all day long.
Liu Qi could only recite the words of sorry poet Zhang Da in his heart.
You can drink porridge as you like, and only dry food is for two people. This is what Liu Qi meant. The key is that he is afraid of starving people to death.
The white-haired old man who had eaten and drank was the first to come over, and his steps were vigorous.
"My eldest son, tell me what you want Wang Liang to do. Don't dare to brag about anything else. I dare say you are second in carpentry, but no one dares to say you are first."
Liu Qi took out the drawings without any nonsense. The old man Wang Liang took them and looked at them, and several brave carpenters gathered around them.
"This picture seems to be a military crossbow, except that the arrow body is made of iron, which is more powerful and more lethal. The arrow has a hook and a blood groove on the arrow body. Once the arrow is hit, it will lose too much blood and lose its combat ability. However,
What are the long strips on this slave’s body?”
When Wang Liang opened his mouth, Liu Qi couldn't help but feel happy. He didn't expect that there was actually a carpenter in this remote place who could recognize what he was painting.
"Wang Liang, how did you recognize the crossbow in the army?"
Hearing this, Wang Liang stroked his white beard and said: "I tell you, eldest son, my ancestor was a carpenter. He once followed General Bai Qi of the Qin Dynasty. Although he was displaced several times, this skill has not been lost."
"Okay, Wang Liang, you are the leader here. If you are ready, I will reward you with one tael of silver and the others a hundred copper coins."
Liu Qi's words immediately made the crowd excited. He was also in charge of food and making money. This was like pie in the sky.
"My lord wants to use these crossbow arrows to deal with the chasing troops sent by Cai Hao. Even if he has a powerful weapon in hand, the outcome may be 60-40."
Guo Jia guessed Liu Qi's intention in a blink of an eye. This crossbow arrow was obviously improved, and the arrow body was made of iron, making it more powerful.
But the army that wants to resist Cai Mao may only account for four points. Of course, this is still one point more.
The soldiers in the military camp change every day these days, but except for the first-class guards, no one has experienced real battlefield fighting.
The Xiangyong sent by Wangjiabao last time were just children, while Cai Hao's men were all experienced warriors.
"Fengxiao is right. Without a good general to command, it would be really unpredictable this time."
Liu Qi sighed and said, he had just conquered a territory and it was still in good condition. If it were to be abandoned, it would be even more disadvantageous. Cai Hao's troops had cavalry and they would not be able to escape far.
The key is that there is no general to lead the troops, otherwise we can still fight.
Guo Jia opened his mouth for a long time but still did not say anything about abandoning Fancheng.
It is impossible for hundreds of people to avoid Cai Mao's reconnaissance cavalry, and there are many old, weak, women and children here.
The lord Liu Qi has accumulated a certain reputation here, and the people are gradually returning home. Fancheng has a vast land area and is backed by the Han River.
It is inconspicuous at ordinary times, but once a war breaks out, it becomes a battleground for military strategists.
"Fengxiao, I have made up my mind and will never back down from this battle."
Liu Qi took out the long sword hanging from his waist and swung it out, causing a small tree next to him to snap into two pieces.
"Jia swears to follow the lord to the death."
Guo Jia knelt on one knee and clasped his fists with his hands, his eyes filled with determination and persistence.
"Okay, okay, once we defeat Cai Mao's army, we will definitely get drunk with Fengxiao before we break up."
The gloom in Liu Qi's chest was swept away, and he laughed and helped Guo Jia up.
As soon as he spoke and answered, such eloquent words frightened a flock of birds in the forest.
"My lord, you said last time that you wanted to brew a wine that is better than Baiguo Niang, so you can't make a mistake..."
Two figures, one tall and one short, walked under the sunset, and the bodyguard Dian Wei following behind them could not help but feel a surge of pride in his chest.
As for the little maid, her eyes were filled with little stars when she looked at the tall figure of the eldest son Liu Qi.
"Commander, after passing the Han River, we will approach Fancheng in three days. I will not let my lord down again this time."
Chen Yong, the second commander of the "Black Wolf Army", laughed and said that the man called Brother Yuntao was Cai Hao's top commander and capable general.
He is eight feet tall, has a Chinese character face, and holds this bright silver gun in his hand.
The commander-in-chief Yun Tao snorted softly. What happened last time made his lord scold him like crazy. If the military advisor hadn't saved the situation, I'm afraid a whip punishment would have been inevitable.
"Chen Yong, have you ever found out the whereabouts of Liu Qi's son?"
This time they brought out more than 800 people, including more than 300 cavalry. Wu Sheng, the third commander, led them upstream from the lower reaches.
There are more than 600 infantrymen on board, all of whom are elite members of the Black Wolf Army. As long as Liu Qi's whereabouts is locked, he will be unable to fly.
"The report from the spies is that a group of refugees has gathered near Wangjia Village in Fancheng. From a distance, it seems that the leader is the eldest son Liu Qi."
After listening to Chen Yong's words, Commander-in-Chief Yun Tao burst out laughing. Unexpectedly, the dignified eldest son of Jizhou Mufu actually became the head of the refugees.
It's true that mud can't hold up the wall. If the master of the palace knew about it, he would definitely vomit three liters of blood.
"Stop, who dares to sail so recklessly on the river?"
Just as the commander-in-chief, Yuntao and Chen Yong, were laughing loudly, suddenly more than a dozen fast boats rowed past in the distance.
The man standing at the head of the ship is seven feet tall, with a bow on his back, an arrow on his back, a bell on his back, and a short pair of daggers in his hands. He looks full of heaven and holds a waterweed in his mouth, looking unrestrained.
The rest of the people on the clipper were all dressed in strange clothes, holding long knives in their hands and looking fierce.
The big ship was quickly surrounded by more than a dozen speedboats, and the soldiers on the ship all raised their spears and swords.
"You dare to block the ship of General Cai Mao's commander-in-chief Yuntao. Even if Huang Zu comes, you have to make way quickly. Are you impatient?"
The second commander, Chen Yong, flashed the Cai Mansion token in his hand and shouted loudly.
"Master Gan, it seems that these guys have a lot of background."
The person who asked questions on the Clippers just now was called Hei San, and he came to the leader of the Clippers and said.
"It's really unlucky that he is the commander-in-chief of General Cai Hao. Let him go."
The young man with the bow and arrow on his back muttered something, obviously without much awe.
More than a dozen speedboats were moved out of the waterway by the boy's words.