Zhong'e's idea of staying here is just a whim. This is a common problem that everyone makes. They like to collect beautiful and good things.
Land is not a thing. Beauty can keep it around and play with it at any time. A land deed is not enough to completely prove that this land is yours. Only by building a house on it and guarding the land all day can it be considered by other forces.
This is your thing. Of course, this requires very strong strength to back it up.
Wild beasts such as tigers, lions, and bears will leave their scent on their own land. They use their scent to tell the beasts who also want this land that this is an owner's place. If you don't want to fight, leave quickly.
Qingjian City is Zhonge's hometown, and Huanzhou is Zhonge's home. His ancestors have left the smell there, and Zhonge cannot be tolerated to abandon his ancestral property and come here to rebuild his home. Although Liang Yuan
Beauty is not a place to stay forever!
This was Zhong E's last sigh.
Zhong Jianhuai, who was accompanying his father on the expedition, saw that his father was somewhat disappointed, so he loudly said: "Father, if you allow me, let my children come here to build a city.
When my grandfather built Qingjian City, the Western Xia dogs did not dare to cross Wangchuan River easily. My father built Hengshan City in Hengshan, allowing me to expand the Song Dynasty to the west for 300 miles. If I build a city in Yehuling, I will definitely let the Liao Kingdom
The Hulu dare not look southward."
He Fu clapped his hands and laughed and said, "It turns out that the tiger father has no dog son!"
Zhong E smiled, looked at his eldest son and said with a smile: "Tell me, where do you want to build a city? Yehuling lacks water sources, so it is not a good place to build a city."
Zhong Jianhuai raised his head and said loudly: "Father, this place is very good. I have seen the map. This place is only thirty miles away from Yehu Ridge. On the left is Dahengchuan. Although the terrain here is not high, it can provide
There are enough stones for building the city. On the right is the Lightning River, which is surrounded by tall trees. As long as the trees are cut down for city construction, there will be large areas of fertile land. The grasslands in the distance can also be used as grazing grounds for horses, cattle and sheep.
Good place.
The child thinks that this place is a geomantic treasure and should not be given up easily."
Seeing that all the generals around him were applauding the eldest son for his foresight, Zhong E smiled and said to the people around him, "You can talk about war on paper."
The fierce general Ma Yuan held up his hands and said: "Commander, what the eldest son said is absolutely true. Our Western Army is good at defending the city. As long as there is a city, we are not afraid even if we face the enemy's thousands of troops.
There are some things that the eldest son will not say, but the generals and others will also say. Since I gave birth to horses in the Song Dynasty, although it is all the fault of Commander Yun, we are all the army of the Song Dynasty. Even considering that the horse farm is the result of Commander Yun.
It was all made possible by one hand, but when allocating war horses, there shouldn't be such a big disparity.
During this northern expedition, Yun Shuai chose horses instead of hard-working mules even for the majority of the livestock he transported.
There are very few cavalry in Commander Yun's army, but that's it. His army is equipped with 150,000 livestock. Our number is one hundred thousand less than Commander Yun's, but there are also one hundred thousand fewer horses.
What's the point?
The eldest son has spoken out today. The general thinks that the young master is right. As long as we can build a city here, our Western Army will also have its own horse breeding land. Within five years, we will be self-sufficient in the war horses we need.
, I will never look at Jingxi Army again.”
Zhong E frowned and said, "Ma Yuan be careful!"
Zhong Jianhuai galloped his horse up a high slope not far away and shouted loudly: "Father, look at this grassland. The water and grass here are luxuriant. It is a first-class horse breeding land. I, the son of the Western Army, are good at riding and shooting."
There are more of them. Isn’t it the war horses that trouble our Western Army? If we had enough war horses, wouldn’t it be great to have hundreds of thousands of cavalry roaming the grasslands?
Father has this city, and we have a foundation for eternity!"
Looking at his heroic son, Zhong'e was about to pretend to scold him. The supervisor was here. This child kept saying "our Western Army" and "the foundation for all ages". After all, he was a young man, so he didn't know how to avoid it.
Before he opened his mouth to reprimand, his face was full of horror. He saw a ferocious face covered with blood, appearing behind his son who loudly declared his ambition. He stabbed the mottled spear sharply with a grin.
Xiangzhong Jianhuai’s back intention...
"No--"
Zhong E roared in despair, but the spear still penetrated the unprepared Zhong Jianhuai's body mercilessly. It wasn't until the half-foot-long spear tip emerged from his chest that a look of despair appeared on his face.
look.
Li Qing shook the spear in his hand, and Zhong Jianhuai, who was fully armored, was lifted off his horse like a broken toy. He laughed loudly, got on Zhong Jianhuai's horse, and whipped the horse's butt.
After a while, he ran along the gentle slope towards the dense forest in the distance.
By the time Zhong'e climbed up the hill, Li Qing had already run away and only his back was left. Ma Yuan led his soldiers to pursue him, but Zhong'e was standing on the hill, with his son's lifeless body at his feet.
Picking up his son's body, his handsome face was still full of despair. Just a moment ago, this child was ready to show off his ambitions here, but in an instant, everything came to nothing.
Zhong E simply didn't believe that his heroic child was dead. He covered the bleeding wound with his hand, but he couldn't cover it...
He didn't know Li Qing, he only knew that he was a Xixia man who luckily escaped from the battlefield just now. When his son's body became cold, his reason returned to his body.
Zhong Jianhuai was not the first relative of the Zhong family to die on the battlefield, and he could never be the last. If Zhong Jianhuai had died on the battlefield just now, Zhong E would not have shed a single tear. He died on the battlefield.
The best destination for every farmer.
Zhong E was unwilling to die here.
The army that was originally planning to return to Yanzi City dispersed on the grassland again. Unless the damn Xixia man was caught, Zhonge was not going to withdraw his troops. He was going to personally cut off the Xixia man's head to avenge his children.
Li Qing knew that he had stirred up a hornet's nest, but there was no trace of fear in his heart, only the joy after venting his anger. The war horse flew across the grass and ran wildly on the grassland. In front of him was an endless green blanket, which gave him a sense of joy.
An illusion, a feeling of returning to Xixia and running wildly by the sand lake.
The horses were soaring to the extreme, followed by a large group of Song people who were gnashing their teeth. Li Qing was not worried about such a unique horse racing. A group of Southern Barbarian dogs competing with him, a Xixia man who grew up on horseback, was simply looking for death.
However, each of those Song people carried three horses. They kept jumping on the backs of the galloping horses. As time went by, their horses would definitely feel tired.
He could hear the war horse under his crotch panting heavily, but this was a very good war horse, and it was not an exaggeration to choose one from a thousand. Zhonge seemed to value his son very much.
Thinking of Zhong E's miserable cry, Li Qing couldn't help but feel relaxed and happy. It was time to bleed the war horse, otherwise the war horse would be burned to death by the hot blood.
The short knife was stabbed on the butt of the war horse. The speed of the war horse suddenly increased. The warm wind blew across his face. Li Qing knew very clearly that as long as he ran into the forest, he might survive. Zhonge could not be there.
In such a short period of time, the whole forest of Nuo Da was surrounded, but I still didn't have much time.
Powerful crossbows kept flying from behind. Li Qing still had the ability to identify positions by listening to the wind. His spear blocked some crossbow arrows that wanted to harm the war horse, but after all, there were still some mistakes. The speed of the war horse obviously slowed down.
But the woods are right in front of you.
When the war horse tripped over a tree root, Li Qing curled up into a ball of flesh, rolled around in the open space a few times, and then ducked into the woods.
The woods were full of dead leaves, which were kicked around by Li Qing's panicked footsteps. There were shouts and shouts coming from behind. With a favorable wind, he didn't think those Song soldiers could find him in the dense forest.
Ma Yuan looked at Li Qing who had already got into the woods, sneered, and took off a gunpowder bomb from his body. The gunpowder bomb was a strange red color. After it was lit and thrown into the woods, it exploded with a loud bang.
The fire exploded, and little bits of flames flew everywhere... This was a vicious kerosene bomb! (To be continued)