Chapter six hundred and seventy-ninth stir shit stick Han
In the city of Yanjing, spring is warm, flowers are blooming, birds are singing and flowers are fragrant.
In the backyard of the government office, Zhao Kuo, who had worked as the chief catcher for decades, was about to retire and was patiently explaining to Liang Shui, who had succeeded him the position of chief catcher, what the chief catcher should pay attention to.
The two of them walked around the warehouses and workshops in the backyard and looked at everything they needed to see.
Seeing that there was nothing left to explain, Zhao Kuo sighed, sat down in the pavilion in the backyard, and asked Liang Shui:
"You brat, don't look at the complicated explanations. These are the rules that your father and I summed up under the guidance of the prince. When your father and I were under the prince's command, we were also fierce generals who rushed into battle. You don't know
, that Cao Gang..."
Speaking of the glory of that year, Zhao Kuo started talking endlessly.
Liang Shui looked at the people in the nearby office and smiled helplessly. Uncle Zhao was getting older and talked more.
"You're such a nagging old man, you want to annoy your descendants. That's about it. I'm still waiting to see the Peking University Camp drill."
Liang Shan, who had gray hair and beard, came in from outside, and the old man scolded him.
Zhao Kuo chuckled, handed the several case files he held to Liang Shui, and explained:
"This is a big case, but it is also a fatal case. You have to look through it more and try to solve these cases."
"It's because I'm incompetent. I haven't learned even one ten thousandth of the prince's skills. I can't even solve such a small case."
"Let's go, Old Liangtou, why are you yelling? Your broken voice can be heard three miles away."
Saying this, the two old men left the Yanjing government office together, got on the carriage, and headed to Beicheng to watch the excitement.
Today is the Peking Day Camp drill, a rare day open to outsiders in several years.
The two arrived at Beida Camp, paid for the carriage, checked their identity documents at the camp gate, and happily entered the camp.
"Feiniao, look at Old Zhaotou, our Han Kingdom's sharp weapon, Feiniao."
As soon as the two of them entered the camp, they saw a flying bird placed directly opposite the gate.
The Flying Bird is a retired first-generation aircraft. One of the two big wings is somewhat mottled. The bird's body is full of holes corroded by time. The shooting holes under the bird's body are shining with dark light. It seems to be still shouting, I can continue.
Charge into battle.
Zhao Kuo was as excited as a child, dancing with his hands and feet next to the flying bird, reminding Liangshan to look at the flying bird.
Liang Shan curled his lips:
"It's rare but strange. This is the first-generation aircraft of our Flying Bird. It is the most primitive flying bird made by imitating the flying birds of the Westerners. I heard from the military commander Pao Ze that if it weren't for these first-generation aircraft, the prince would have proposed the latest flying bird from the beginning.
Our Han Kingdom will dominate the world early on."
"There's nothing else that can be done about Taixi and Linli."
Zhao Kuo ignored Liang Shan and looked left and right around the flying bird. Finally he had enough, and then he chased Liang Shan who was walking forward slowly.
"I know you have a deep relationship and a wide range of connections. You are close to the prince and you are well-informed."
"I just think this bird is good, very good."
"Yes, yes, I also think this flying bird is very good."
Chen Laoshi, who was also watching the drill, caught up from behind and also spoke in admiration.
"Brother, we have similar opinions. I think this flying bird is very good, but guys like my son Mavericks are not good. I must say that this flying bird is not as good as the new flying bird."
Liang Shan gave Chen Laoshi a meaningful look, but thinking of Chen Laoshi's identity, he still hid his thoughts.
Zhao Kuo stumbled away from Chen Laoshi, who wanted to film his actions, and said in a dissatisfied tone:
"When did I say that the flying bird is better than the new flying bird? The new flying bird must be better. It is a good thing that was made under the guidance of the prince. How can it be better?"
The three old men entered the school grounds noisily and saw the lively crowd in the school grounds, as well as Su Lu and Li Qing on the martial arts stage.
"Prince"
Zhao Kuo became excited, walked a few steps quickly, and reached the edge of the crowd. He wanted to squeeze in, but there were too many people, and no one had the idea of ​​respecting the elderly.
Zhao Kuo failed to squeeze in.
Liang Shan stood beside the crowd and looked at Su Lu on the stage, his eyes full of memories:
"My lord, I haven't seen you in many years."
Chen Laoshi glanced at the two of them in surprise. Looking at the two silent old men, he didn't expect that they had dealt with the prince before. It was not easy.
Su Lu stood on the stage and waved to the audience.
Today is the martial arts exercise in Beidaying. It is not only an eye-opener for the people, but also a show of force to foreign friends. The fighting between the forces from Mali, Taixi, and Yingte should stop.
As for the Mali people, Shantes and Nelson both came, Emperor Mali sent a minister, and several other small forces also sent important figures.
As for Yingte, the leaders of the two rebel armies supported by the Han army came in person, and the leaders of the other two larger forces also came in person.
In the West, the Queen, Joseph, and the other two forces all sent their second-in-command to participate in this grand event.
This time the person leading the phalanx was Xie Ningyun.
As a rising star in the Han military, he shone brightly on the battlefield of Mali. He led the Mali infantry and defeated the army led by Mali's former minister of war several times. This caused the power of Nelson and Shantes to expand rapidly. In just a few days,
By the year, it had become a major force competing with the other two parties.
The reputation of General Xie with bloody hands can stop children from crying at night in Mali.
The troops were in neat order, and the infantry marched with neat steps, majestic and majestic.
Next is the ballista battalion, which has now become an independent army, and each army has a ballista battalion.
After years of development, the ballistae battalion has developed many types of ballistae. The bed crossbow is the most common. The anti-aircraft ballistae is the latest model and is the nemesis of flying birds. The field ballistae has a long range and is powerful. A crossbow
Under this, half of the guard camp can be wiped out.
Behind is the Bird Camp. Various birds of the Han army flew slowly past, causing the people watching the excitement to talk and comment.
The speed of the new flying bird was too fast. Before the people could see clearly, the flying bird flew past quickly, making Chen Laoshi and Zhao Kuo who were watching the excitement sigh.
As representatives of various countries, the envoys from Mali and Tessie were completely shocked, especially the envoy from Tessie who pretended to be an envoy but was actually the Empress of Tessie.
She looked at the birds flying past in the sky, and her heart couldn't help but feel sad.
With such a fast flying bird, it is impossible for the slow flying birds of our country to be opponents, and they can only be suppressed and beaten.
It's a pity that the Academy of Sciences has been completely divided, and it is impossible to conduct research on this bird anymore.
After looking at several rebel messengers not far away, the Queen sighed and lowered her head.
We can't let them discover us. If we are discovered by them, even if they don't know how to trouble Han, they will find ways to intercept and kill us on the way back.
Shantes and Nelson looked at each other, and each saw the joy in the other's eyes. Fortunately, we are supported by Han, otherwise it would be us who would eat these weapons.
Thinking like this, the two of them glanced at the Minister of War opposite, with both of them feeling happy.
You are so unlucky that you dare to fight against the Han army, the bastards.
Those who were beaten almost lost their territory, it was really miserable.