The Deshun Army was one of the three major garrisons of the Song Dynasty in the northwest. It had strict military discipline and a neat appearance, and had a Confucian general like Zhong Shizhong leading the troops. It can be said to be a famous army in the northwest. The Xixia army obviously knew that Zhong Shizhong was
Because of the background of the Deshun Army, they wisely chose to retreat. Even if they could fight to the death, they would definitely suffer heavy casualties.
The Deshun Army in the Seed Division was stationed outside Jincheng Pass like a door god. The Xixia army looked at them from a distance. There was no response for several days in a row, neither attacking nor retreating. It was as if they were at loggerheads with the Seed Division.
In the past few days, Zhongshizhong invited Xu Zizhen to his army to have tea and chat from time to time. Gradually, Xu Zizhen discovered something was wrong. Ever since he told the Zhongshi that after Xingzibao defeated the Xixia Army, he had learned from Wen Chengyan
Knowing that he was a so-called gifted person, he often asked one or two weird questions unexpectedly during chats, which gave Xu Zizhen a headache.
Every time when this kind of issue was raised among the breeders, he would always find a way to change the topic or slip out. He became familiar with the generals in the Deshun Army, especially Han Wu, who met him.
He was even more affectionate, calling me "brother".
Xu Zizhen kept searching for the names of these generals in his mind, but none of them were the ones he had seen in books before. In the end, he had to give up. After all, there were so many people in the Song Dynasty, and there were too few recorded in the books. He could encounter a few.
Famous people have considered him extremely lucky.
This period of time was probably Xu Zizhen's most leisurely day. In addition to going to the Deshun Army to chat and learn some military knowledge every day, he also returned to his residence at night to have a secret tryst with Shui Liuli. Although there was no super-friendship again,
But for Xu Zizhen, a hug is better than being bored.
In addition, Xu Zizhen would go to Tang Lun's iron shop when he had nothing to do during these days. Fireguns were a knot in his heart. Although he didn't know how to make guns, he knew a lot more than people these days.
Brain recalled any bits of knowledge he had read and learned before, and discussed with Tang Lun the further improvement of the fire gun.
After more than ten days, Li Meng's injury finally recovered. Xu Zizhen couldn't help but laugh when he saw the grim look on his face, and asked: "Why are you so virtuous? Who owes you money or something?"
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Li Meng pouted and said, "Uncle, I've been fine for a long time. Why do you keep letting me lie down in the room? I'm almost crawling with maggots."
Xu Zizhen laughed and said: "You deserve it! It's true to be brave in fighting, but you have to be extremely careful. If you get injured, you have to lie down like this. Do you understand?"
Li Meng said: "I don't want to get hurt, but isn't there nothing I can do about it?"
Xu Zizhen's smile suddenly faded and he said seriously: "You clean up, I will accompany you home tomorrow to bury your father's bones. When I get back to Lanzhou City, I will teach you something." At this point, he grabbed Li Li with both hands.
He raised his shoulders fiercely and said word by word, "In the future, I will definitely let you be a general!"
He has seen a lot of things in the Deshun Army these days, which reminds him of some movies and TV shows he watched in his previous life, such as Special Forces. Although most of them are fabricated, there are also some real ones.
In part, he has slowly figured out an idea and plans to follow this idea and train a special team when he comes back.
"Really?" Li Meng's eyes suddenly lit up and he looked at Xu Zizhen excitedly.
Xu Zizhen suddenly smiled and looked out the window with deep eyes: "Originally, your uncle and I were just lazy people. They only wanted to open a small shop, marry a young wife, and count the small coins every day. This life would be considered happy, but now
It seems that it won't work!" He pointed in the direction of Jincheng Pass and continued, "Now the Xixia soldiers are coming, and the Jin Kingdom will be coming soon. The country of Song Dynasty will be in chaos. What else do you think I can do?
Live a good life? How can people in the world live a good life?"
Li Meng scratched his head in confusion: "Uncle, I don't quite understand what you said, but I understand a little bit. Do you want peace in the world?"
Xu Zizhen nodded seriously: "Yes, I want to make the Song Dynasty the most stable and richest country in the world, so that there will be no war in the Song Dynasty!"
Li Meng bared his teeth and pondered, and finally said firmly: "Uncle, although I don't know what you mean, I only know one thing, and that is that I will do whatever my uncle tells me to do!"
Although Xu Zizhen didn't know whether to laugh or cry, he was still very happy in his heart. He touched his head and said, "Well, your kid hasn't grown hair yet. It's too early to tell you this now."
Li Meng scratched his neck: "Who said I didn't grow..."
Early the next morning, Xu Zizhen took Li Meng out of the pass and headed for Xixia. The two of them rode horses and wore Xixia leather hats on their heads. Needless to say, Jincheng Pass, when Li Meng entered Xixia territory,
He also brought out the previous rhetoric. Xu Zizhen was originally short-term, and Li Meng spoke extremely standard Xixia dialect, so he went smoothly and entered Huaizhou in a few days.
Huaizhou is located on the east side of Xingqing Mansion, the capital of Xixia. It is also very prosperous and lively under the influence of Xingqing Mansion. Xu Zizhen came back to Xixia for the first time. He curiously looked at the local folk customs along the way and felt that he was not like the Song Dynasty.
In comparison, except for the different clothes, everything else is almost the same. Even the language is spoken by a considerable number of people in Chinese.
Li Meng became silent as soon as he entered Huaizhou. Perhaps he recalled every detail of his childhood here. He took Xu Zizhen straight to the western suburbs of the city. There was a small hill here, and Li Meng walked around it seven times.
When I arrived at a depression on the mountainside, a barren grave suddenly appeared in front of me.
The tomb looked quite old, and the tombstone was blurry and broken. He couldn't even see what was written on it. Li Meng stood there in a daze for a while, and suddenly two lines of tears fell from his eyes. He bit his lips tightly with his teeth, step by step.
He walked slowly to the grave and knelt down with a plop.
"Mom! I'm here to see you!"
Before he finished speaking a short sentence, he was already crying. At first, he suppressed himself a little, but after a while, he couldn't care about anything else and started to cry loudly.
Xu Zizhen sighed and did not persuade him, letting him vent his frustration. So many things had happened during this period, and he believed that Li Meng could adjust himself quickly.
Sure enough, it didn't take long before Li Meng gradually stopped crying, raised his hand to wipe away his tears, dug a deep hole next to his mother's grave, and solemnly took off Li Sheng's hand from the hem of his clothes.
The ashes were packed, buried carefully, and then covered with soil one by one with both hands.
When they went back, Li Meng was still not in high spirits and walked silently down the mountain. Xu Zizhen didn't know how to persuade him, so he had to walk with him. As soon as the two of them reached the foot of the mountain, a cry of surprise came from far away: "Help!