The Mid-Autumn Festival on August 15th has just passed a few days ago.
However, there is no lingering trace of a grand festival within a thousand miles of Luwu Mountain. Even the old man who made candy was forcibly conscripted into the army, and eventually died of exhaustion as a civilian in the middle of nowhere.
Accompanying the jade seal with the words "Heaven's Way flows to Cangxi Yin Family", it is ranked on the military list. More and more tragedies are happening to the civilians in Gusu City. Every household has sent civilian husbands to the front line to carry the goods.
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Three hundred thousand civilians rushed to and fro, marching like ants, and spread out for more than a hundred miles.
Their far-fetched end point was the Muye beach, seventy miles away. It could be seen that there was a dock towering in front of Keya Pass, as tall as a mountain.
Before the civilians had time to wonder when another majestic building would be built, the pavilion chief waved his whip, as if raindrops fell on his back, making him hiss in pain.
Zhao Pingshan frowned, not seeing Wubao, only seeing the suffering of the people.
But even though he complained a lot, he acted righteously to stop him several times, but it still didn't help. He could only supervise the civilian servants and drive them like cattle and horses. "Why should the general sigh?" Zhao Hongying, the general, followed behind the general, covering his hands.
He looked at it, then turned sideways and continued, "The headquarters and Chentian are separated by the Makino tidal flat. It can be said that the car is against the light, and the horse is against the horse. It is the perfect place for the heavy armor of the headquarters to show its strength.
ah!"
"Nothing." Zhao Pingshan sighed again.
Linjiang City occupies the Anjin Ferry, which is a battleground for military strategists crossing the Luosu River to the North Territory Wubao. The martial arts in the city are in sharp contrast to Gusu City, which is mainly engaged in business.
Zhao Pingshan is considered to be the best among many general disciples. At the same time, he is not only outstanding in martial arts, but also has great experience in poetry and calligraphy, and he has the style of a general who governs the country.
The soldiers under his command also respected him very much and called him Duke Zhao in private, which showed that the soldiers had a rock-solid peace of mind.
The process of raising tents, setting up sentry towers, erecting camp gates, and setting up camp was done in one go without any delay.
After Zhao Pingshan put on armor and carefully inspected the military camp, he had just climbed onto the observation tower where the wet soil was still wet. Zhao Hongying presented him with a bowl of meat soup, but he took it without using his chopsticks.
"Have you guys eaten yet?"
"The account has just been settled, but we haven't started yet."
"Then wait a little longer." Zhao Pingshan put down the meat soup and leaned on the railing to look far away. He saw a group of cavalry emerging from the morning mist.
The leading young man had white hair, no armor on his body, and no sword on his waist. Instead, the large banner at the back showed the character "chen", fluttering in the wind.
Negotiate peace?
Or a fighter?
Zhao Pingshan recognized the man at a glance as Chen Tian, but could not guess his purpose. As usual, he sounded the alarm and ordered the Xuanjia Anvil Battalion to put on armor and form an array.
The war drums beat and the two armies faced each other, but under the surging fighting spirit, there was no anxiety at all.
"Who is coming!"
"What do you want!"
"Chen Tian, Lord of Yongtai City, would like to see the general." Chen Tian held on to the reins and hesitated on his horse. He waved his hand to signal Pang Xingyun next to him to put down his bow and arrow, and said loudly, "I have heard about the general's power for a long time, so I came here to have a look."
Zhao Hongying was stunned. In the battle of Muye, it was Chen Tian who single-handedly killed the general Zhao Pingshan's three-headed dragon with his sword. Now he rushed to the front of the battle and talked about the general's power. Isn't this a provocation?
"The general doesn't have to show up!"
"Chen Tian is full of tricks and tricks. He even has the sharpshooter Pang Xingyun under his command. There is some deceit among them!"
"Nothing, Chen Tian came here in person, and he will definitely not use third-rate measures. You can stay in the army." Zhao Pingshan took off his armor and put on a simple short brown suit, looking like a handyman.
The gong was sounded to clear the way, and the heavily armored anvil campers held door shields and opened the door for the first time, surrounding Zhao Pingshan and walking out of the camp gate.
Before he could rein in his horse and stand still, Chen Tian held up his hands and bowed his head: "How are you, General Zhao? We only met for a moment before, but now we finally have a chance to reminisce about old times."
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"Good morning, Lord Chen." Zhao Pingshan said, stroking his beard and bowing in return, "You and I are incompatible with each other. May I ask what the Lord of the City wants to do this time? If it's to reminisce about old times, I won't accompany you."
Zhao Pingshan became increasingly confused.
He feels that what he usually does is indeed much more restrained than those playboys in Linjiang City, and he has never done anything harmful to the world, but it won't influence the supreme gods who integrate the four worlds, right?
But Chen Tian showed a humble attitude, so of course he would not put on airs and would still treat him politely.
In fact, Zhao Pingshan was very satisfied with this contact with Chen Tian, because in his imagination, the major matter of war was that swordsmen and swords met, and they could only fight to the death.
But in fact, both parties shoulder the righteousness behind each other and risk life and death. From another perspective, are they not like-minded people?
This is really worth saying hello in front of the battle, showing sympathy to each other, and it is not too late to turn around and kill each other without mercy.
"The general and your subordinates each have their own masters. It is normal for soldiers to meet each other. However, I saw that the general Xuan Jia Zhan Ziying was advancing and retreating in a controlled manner. I knew that the general was a good soldier and commander, so I could not help but feel admiration for him. I treated him with courtesy accordingly.
Wait." Chen Tian's face was full of sincerity.
When Zhao Pingshan heard this, he became more and more confused. He didn't say anything at all. He just stared at Chen Tian and rambled coldly. "Yin Jiancheng, the leader of the Griffin Army, has been in the dark recently. However, I am concerned that he traveled thousands of miles and died in a different way. After all, it is against the law."
It's only natural." Chen Tian's voice was very clear, and he said, "Now that his body is here, I hope General
Take it back to Gusu City for future generations."
Say it.
At that time, Wei An of the Ziying camp led the cavalry to pull up a blackboard, on which lay a thick cypress coffin, which was none other than Yin Jiancheng.
Chen Tian didn't care about the surprise on Zhao Pingshan's face, bowed slightly, waved his hand and led his subordinates to leave without looking back.
The weather is clearing.
The rising glow is like a layer of golden veil.
Looking at Chen Tian's back from afar, Zhao Pingshan raised his hand to stop Zhao Hongying who was about to speak, and spoke first: "Stop chasing, it's unbecoming of a general. Since Chen Tian is wearing plain clothes, he came here in person to express his sincerity.
You should also be upright and upright."
These words were only part of Zhao Pingshan's considerations. On the other hand, the mission he received from Pingmuguan was designed to hold back Chen Tian and consume logistics. It was too early to attack now.
The soldiers opened the coffin and found that inside was the previously high-spirited Yin Jiancheng, but now he was made a bit ferocious by a long suture on his neck, and he no longer had the aura of a fierce general.
"What should we do?" Zhao Hongying couldn't make up his mind and subconsciously looked at Zhao Pingshan.
"Send to the Commander-in-Chief's Mansion in Pingmuguan."
"But..." Zhao Hongying hesitated, "How should I write the report document? Directly say that Chentian should be humble in front of the formation and treat each other with courtesy?"
Of course Zhao Pingshan knew his concerns.
It's just that Chen Tian and the Yin family in the Northern Territory were in a fierce rivalry, and now Yin Jiancheng's younger brother was captured alive, and after a public trial and parade, his body was actually sent back.
If you hadn't seen Chen Tian's sincere attitude with your own eyes, you might have thought that he was deliberately provocative and did it on purpose.
"It's okay."
"Report it truthfully."
Zhao Pingshan believed that Chentian's move was in line with the ancient model of righteous war. There was a bloody battle on the battlefield, but there was no trace of benevolence. He believed that Yin Jiancheng could understand the true meaning of the report document after seeing it.