The Snowy Path of the Heroic Blade Chapter 155: ?g soil

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The four riders who don't cause trouble, stay in a big city, like dripping water on a huge gorge, they can't stimulate anything at all.

After Xu Fengnian had negotiated with Zhang Xiucheng, he left the restaurant soon, Qing Zhuniang only said one word when they saw him off, saying that he had given her a word for the last parting, and she would give it back to him this time. Xu Fengnian smiled and said to accept it.

Zhang Xiucheng returned to the Yajian window and watched Siqi go away on the street. Without turning around, the woman was slowly clearing the flask and wine glasses on the table, and the delicate plates containing the side dishes. Zhang Xiucheng asked curiously: "Qing Zhu Niang, what is that sentence? Can you say it?"

Qing Zhu Niang smiled softly: "There is nothing I can't say, he told me last time to live well, there is no greater truth in the world than this."

Zhang Xiucheng said with emotion: "This world is going to be chaotic."

Qing Zhuniang asked in a low voice: "Who is he? If you can't tell, don't say it."

Zhang Xiucheng turned around, a little puzzled, "I really can't say, but I talked to him so much, did you guess Qing Zhu Niang?"

Qing Zhu Niang's cheeks are reddish, "I don't know what I was thinking at the time, anyway, I feel as if I can't remember anything now."

Zhang Xiucheng was stunned for a moment, holding back a smile, "Just treat him as Xu Lang. Anyway, his true identity will come to light one day, and then even if you escape back to Beimang and close your ears, it will be useless. From He can see from the details of his treatment of the servant girl, not to mention that she is a good person, but it is definitely not bad."

Qing Zhu Niang glanced at the Taoist priest who always liked to laugh at herself and would only cast demons and demons in the pile of old papers, and whispered: "He, it's broken."

Zhang Xiucheng stays inside without knowing, and is not willing to mix things up with this stall, so as to save himself from being inside and outside. By the way, after the Shenzhou Lu Shen in the eyes of the Spring and Autumn Scholars, I don't know any scholar who doesn't accumulate morality said a bad thing. After Zhang Xiucheng took root in Jizhou, he didn't understand it at first. Later, he realized that he was scolding the old Liangwang for killing too many people, and that he was a ghost who broke into the sun. As for other things such as "the general walks, one high and one low", this is simple and clear, and it is insinuating that Xu Xiao is a lame, "the upper beam is not straight and the lower beam is crooked", which was once used to make fun of Tu Tuhuo and his eldest son Xu Fengnian Wanwuwu. Liang, but with Xu Fengnian's popularity, few people have mentioned it.

Zhang Xiucheng sighed, but it was a pity that he couldn't catch a glimpse of the great general who had a great skill and had a good end. Containing these useless thoughts, Zhang Xiucheng glanced at the sky outside the window, and it was time for him to go out of the city. The master is still waiting

With my own news. Zhang Xiucheng suddenly sat back to her position and asked the green bamboo lady to put back the cup of chopsticks and dishes, poured a glass of wine, and started drinking slowly.

She leaned against the window, quietly looking at the bustling and noisy foreign market.

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Xu Fengnian rode the geese to the north of Dazhan City after the geese stopped. In order to prevent the sprawling branches, he abandoned his horse and walked over the mountains and ridges on foot. Both Mi Fengjie and Fan Xiaochai looked at the child with admiration. They were so young that they were so savvy, but they couldn't make sense with such a strong internal strength. Of course, they couldn't think of the Shepherd Boy's leeway dragon when they broke their heads, and inherited half of Wang Xianzhi's mantle. During the six-year trip to Jizhou, Feng always found Xu Fengnian accurately and passed the battle situation in Youzhou. When a group of four people ran along a gorge on the back of a high place, Xu Fengnian suddenly stopped again and raised his arms to prop up the **** Junhai Dongqing who fell through the clouds. Mi Fengjie saw the Northern Liang King, who had always looked plain, a little dignified this time, standing on the edge of the cliff in a daze. Yu Dilong sat down on the ground, took off those sturdy cowhide boots and lifted them upside down, dumping the gravel on their feet.

Mi Fengjie couldn't help but ask: "The gourd mouth war is unfavorable?"

Xu Fengnian shook his head and said: "In the first contact battle over Zaomazhai, the losses of the two sides were actually still expected by Chu Lushan and Yan Wenluan. However, judging from the spy reports I have received so far, some battlefields The "accidents" outside must be taken seriously. Yang Yuanzan personally led the front army directly towards the bow city. Since ancient times, the northern nomads who lived on horseback for half of their lives were naturally adept at riding and shooting, but in the early days of the founding of the Dafeng dynasty. It still maintains an absolute advantage over the prairie forces. You may not think that even at the end of the Great Feng, even without relying on the strong city and the elite bow-crossbow, the battle between the Fengjun and the prairie cavalry can still be tied. The two sides will win and lose. The upside-down, that is, in the past two centuries, countless border trades with private goods for profiteering, plus countless looting from the south and downstream in the past two centuries, gave the northern grasslands a considerable scale of craftsmen and ironware. Spring and Autumn The scholar Hong Jia rushed to the north and brought Beimang a rich population, profound Central Plains culture, and a subtle concept of war. Dong Zhuo's private army emphasized infantry, siege, and auxiliary troops, which is one of the significant changes. ."

Xu Fengnian squatted down, grabbed a piece of loess, gently grasped it in the palm of his hand, and said: "Bei Mang claims to throw 300,000 troops on the Eastern Front in one breath. If we push forward for 30 to 40 years, we will be in the Central Plains. In the early days of the Nine Kingdoms of the Spring and Autumn Period, one would take it for granted that the so-called 300,000 soldiers and horses would be a hundred thousand soldiers. Xu Xiao may not be the first person to resist this kind of bad habit of strengthening one's courage before fighting, but Xu Xiao is definitely the most resolute and thorough resistance. He attacked the major Liyang. The separatist forces of the Fanzhen began, and he had five thousand soldiers and horses and he said five thousand. Later, he made a big joke. When he first hit the Northern Han Dynasty, the frontline generals of the Northern Han Dynasty heard the spy that Xu Xiao had brought 20,000 yuan with him when he went out. , The general defender of the city, okay, according to the old rules, but only six or seven thousand people, at most ten thousand, some fight in this battle, there is no need to retreat. In the end, the general of the North Han Dynasty was captured by Xu Xiao and decapitated. Before the banner, he vigorously scolded Xu Xiao for being a big liar. Xu Xiao kicked off the general's teeth with a kick, and cursed back,'Lao Tzu said that twenty thousand is twenty thousand, a childlike man, such an honest man. Do you have the face to scold a liar?!'"

Yu Dilong was holding two boots and dangling around, as if trying to take some wind in the boots. Hearing this, I quieted down and listened to Master talking about something far away from him, "war".

Xu Fengnian squeezed his five fingers, feeling the coolness of the loess in the heart of his hand, and said with emotion: "Don’t talk about the middle line of Liangzhou in Beimang and the west line of Liuzhou. The 300,000 soldiers on the east line of Youzhou are just as soldiers. There are as many as 200,000, and the remaining 100,000 auxiliary troops are actually no different from combat soldiers. Beimang should ride more and less footsteps. Dong Zhuo set the rules. During this campaign, soldiers are not allowed to set up tents or dismount during the assault. If you close your eyes you will sleep, and if you open your eyes, you will fight. The reason why there are 100,000 auxiliary soldiers is more for the fortress system of Hulukou. Yang Yuanzan's dealing with Zaomazhai fort group is to hand over the auxiliary soldiers to attack the city. Bazhai, the commanding generals of these 100,000 auxiliary troops, most of their fathers are Chunqiu survivors, or directly the Chunqiu survivors themselves. Yang Yuanzan’s pro-army and Hong Jingyan’s Rouran cavalry, these main cavalry directly Bypassing the walled fort, driving straight down, and striving to advance to the city of Crouching Bow as quickly as possible. When the army is approaching the city and the siege equipment arrives, the rear front has almost been cleaned up. The conscripts in Longyao Prefecture are responsible for the supply of grain and grass. You can continue to go south in peace. So in this battle, Bei Mang and Dong Zhuo fought very well in the "Central Plains"."

Fan Xiaochai said coldly: "In this way, the fortress north of Wogong City is clearly a dead word. Why didn't Youzhou simply line Wogong, Luanhe, and Xiaguang in the northernmost line of Hulukou? Open, don’t you stop the Beimang army from the pass? Don’t worry about the large fort groups being slowly engulfed by the Beimang cavalry. After all, you Beiliang will not kill the soldiers for the reputation of the world. In the eyes!"

Mi Fengjie looked at the lady with an idiot's eyes. The old man's dry face had an unprecedented smile. Of course, this smile must have nothing to do with kindness. This is not to say that Mi Fengjie caught the loopholes in Fan Xiaochai’s words. The master of Shenjian Cave’s thoughts were extremely simple. He had soaked in blood on the battlefield before the soldiers of Beiliang who had been lying in the pile of dead men, and especially proved his war through the Spring and Autumn War. How could the talented veteran Yan Wenluan and his like be fools to win their fame?

Xu Fengnian didn’t laugh at Fan Xiaochai’s backache while speaking, or ridiculing her frog at the bottom of the well. Instead, he raised the fist holding the soil and nodded to the canyon by his feet, calmly saying: "The gourd mouth is not here, I personally walked outside the wall. In general, you can imagine how big the hole of the gourd mouth is. And in military affairs, where to build a city on the mountain, where to build a pass, where to build a fort near the water, and where to build a fire according to danger, not only are they particular , And there are also all kinds of complex modifications. Hulukou is the most blessed and the only defensive place with natural depth in Beiliang Road. You are right to let the soldiers of the fortress die. Once the enemy is "Kou Dazhi" , These warriors who defend themselves according to the risks are not enough to "keep alive", they can only guard and "keep the death"."

Xu Fengnian clenched his fists, and the wind and sand on the cliff made his temples dazzled, and said: "Beiliang only tells Liyang that the mouth of the gourd can fill the northern barbarians of 150,000 to 60 thousand. Most people in the Central Plains don't want to believe it. If it is said that Yan Wenluan wanted the 50,000 Youzhou defenders in the Three Citys of Two Hundred Forts in Hulukou to die in the battle at Hulukou..."

Xu Fengnian, whose tone was always calm, paused for a while, then smiled, "I am afraid that Zhongyuan just heard about this, and will pretend not to hear it. Maybe oh, and then there is no more. It is time to drink and drink. It’s time to enjoy the snow and enjoy the snow. You must have a good time in life."

Fan Xiaochai bit his lip, still stubbornly asking: "One person is willing to fight to the death, a hundred people are willing, even if a thousand people are willing, but the 50,000 people in the border of Youzhou are really willing to die at the mouth of the gourd knowing that they are going to die? They have two legs, won’t they run away?"

Finally, Mi Fengjie can confidently teach this lady who knows nothing but murder, and sneered: "You, the legacy of the first-class nobleman of the old Northern Han Dynasty, how can you know what the Northern Liang people think. It has only been twenty years since the general entered the North Liang, and the military spirit is still there. Moreover, so many years on the border of North Liang is not a peaceful day. When soldiers fight and fight against the enemy, the northern Liang is the world, but it is not just relying on Beiliang horses and bows- The crossbow cool knife, in the final analysis, is supported by that qi! Do you Fan Xiaochai understand?!"

Xu Fengnian is noncommittal, and whispered slightly bitterly: "Beiliang has always claimed 300,000 iron knights, and Liyang good deeds have always been curious about how many families Xu Xiao has saved for me, how many cavalry pawns, and the side soldiers. How many local garrisons are there."

Yu Dilong asked softly: "Master, how many are there?"

Xu Fengnian appeared in a daze. After turning his head, he smiled gently and said: "Guess?"

Yu Dilong shook his head.

Xu Fengnian looked at the northwest sky again. Once there was an old man who didn't know when he was old. He liked to say that you guessed two words. Xu Fengnian always reported that he would step on your uncle with a roll of eyes, and he would answer with a smile. Right, it was originally your dad.

Xu Fengnian put away this little thought, and said in a deep voice: "The Hulukou Youzhou Garrison is willing to stay dead. There are reasons why you said Mi Fengjie, but the more important thing is not. There are less than two million households in Beiliang. Limited to a small area, no matter how you recuperate, the population is still less than tens of millions. Then I ask you a very simple question, there are only two million households, and there are hundreds of thousands of soldiers in the Northern Liang Dynasty. Which household is not inhabited. In the army?! If the army in the northern Liang border is destroyed, which households don’t need to wear plain clothes?!"

Xu Fengnian gritted his teeth and said: "Almost all the young people in Youzhou are in the local army in Youzhou. Behind all the garrisons in the two hundred fort villages in the three cities of Hulukou, they are almost a short distance away from their hometown! One more person died, maybe their family members Can live an extra day! The reason is as simple as that!"

Xu Fengnian stood up slowly and said, "Yan Wenluan, who presided over Youzhou's military affairs, made an unwritten rule. When Xu Xiao was alive, countless Youzhou officials lashed out loudly. Waiting for my hereditary replacement. , Huang Chang and all the scholars who went to Liang to urge the abolition of this rule strongly."

Mi Fengjie doesn't know this, but Fan Xiaochai, who has become a big spy in Fushuifang, knows it well.

"Youzhou border army has iron rules, no matter who, whoever retreats before battle, once verified, the whole family will be cut!"

"Yan Wenluan once said to me personally that he could not be the commander of the Beiliang infantry, and he could even hand over the military power of Youzhou Border to someone else, but this rule cannot be changed before he died in battle. I'm Xu Fengnian, it won't work either!"

Xu Fengnian let out a foul breath, narrowed his eyes and whispered softly: "This is war, this is Beiliang."

The mountain wind is fierce, and Xu Fengnian is standing on the edge of the cliff, far away from the three of them, making him seem a little alone.

Fan Xiaochai hesitated for a moment, and asked: "What's next?"

Xu Fengnian smiled and said: "I do what I can. When I come to Jizhou, I have been doing the same thing on this trip."

Mi Fengjie, who was aware of the clues before, asked carefully: "The prince is trying to return to the peak of martial arts?"

Xu Fengnian replied: "There is no way out of the mountains and rivers, and even if there is really no way under my feet, I have to come out by myself."

There is a huge stone Buddha outside Dunhuang City, with Xiongshan as its embryo.

Day after day, year after year, the big Buddha looks at the world with a smile and has compassion on the world.

In the main hall of Wudang Mountain, Emperor Zhenwu~IndoMTL.com~ has been standing with his sword for hundreds of years.

In the holy temple, the most holy, sub-sage, and many accompanying sages are still dead.

He muttered quietly: "Keep your mind at ease, no one is there, and ask at this moment that you are at home and know where you are. Tathagata, Buddha, Tathagata, there is a future and a future, how do you get this life? , I have come here as I see Tathagata."

Sit and forget to live forever. Buddhist visualization asks for letting go. Confucianism keeps benevolence and honor.

Xu Fengnian closed his eyes and stretched out his hands, letting the strong wind blow away the yellow sand on his palms.

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When Xu Fengnian finally rushed to Hengshui City, a middle-aged man wearing a sober Confucian shirt went out of the city to greet him alone, saying a word and giving something to each other.

When Xu Fengnian rode his horse away, Yonghui's sixth-year leader, Changyi said goodbye.

"I left Jiangnan in the seventh year of Yonghui, and I carried a bag of soil from my hometown with me. Fourteen years later, the soil has long dissipated. Only this old cloth bag is left. Step on the hinterland of Beimang, and then take a smear of Beimang soil, and sacrifice to Wei Jingtang in the distance!"