roccoschili The First Champion Chapter 219
The First Champion Chapter 219
If Yang Lin hadn't come to the northwest, he wouldn't have seen him walk out of his house.
Even so, he still has to make up his mind about the major affairs of the Western Army.
Although the Western Army is a century-old group of generals, it is also afraid of being rectified by civil servants and scholar-bureaucrats for a hundred years. The Western Army took shelter of Yang Lin, but the whole army was not at ease. Fights between courtiers and Chinese officials were often demoted to Qiongzhou Island .
Yang Shaozai can still make a comeback after being demoted, but once he falls, his family of generals will be purged, at least he will release his military power with a glass of wine.
With such a consensus, and the generals of the Western Army once again found the old man's Xingyuan together.
The crowd didn't wait for long, and Lao Zhong sent someone to lead him in until he arrived at Lao Zhong's study.As soon as they entered the study, the generals saw the old man leaning on a bed with a tired face.
Yao Gu stepped forward and cupped his fists and said, "Old man, is your body still healthy?"
"Xi Yan, you guys don't celebrate the New Year or the festival, and you come to my dying man's house empty-handed, aren't you here to express your condolences in advance?"
Hearing the bad tone in his words, everyone gave a wry smile, and Yao Gu hurriedly said: "Old Master, you are joking. Although most of us are of the same generation, you have single-handedly picked us up. No one in the Western Army has ever I have received your old kindness. Now everyone has no idea, if they don’t come to you for advice, who else can they turn to, who can they count on?”
This sentence is indeed Yao Gu's heartfelt words, and it is also the heartfelt words of many people present. Among the generals of the Western Army, who is not the old man who watched them grow up and was promoted with one hand and one foot?To be honest, the generals of the Western Army have almost the same qualifications. They are all generals from generation to generation, and each of the Western Army has its own forces. Who can obey whom?There is only one teacher, who can be regarded as the current leader of the Western Army.
Master Zhong smiled indifferently, and sighed: "The old man was also very heroic back then. He could ride a bad horse and draw a hard bow, just like you are today. At that time, I really didn't know what fear was. Things. Now that I am old, I used to travel back and forth with Yang Shaozai, riding in a carriage. I can’t bear it anymore. If you want to plan something, just tell me, an old man, I won’t refuse what I have to do, isn’t there two more? brother?
What should not be done, if you listen to me, I will also give you a warning, don't let the hard work of your ancestors be ruined in the hands of our unworthy descendants. "
Zhong Shidao is the only person who can knead the Western Army into a whole, and all the generals are a little afraid when they hear his depressing tone.
After all, the old gentleman is old, and Xiaozhong has a cold and arrogant temperament, so he can't convince the public at all.
What everyone respects is not the Zhong family, but the way of the teacher. If he is really gone, and the Western Army is scattered under the mountain, how can he protect himself from the Great Song Dynasty, which is extremely unfriendly to the generals' family.
Yao Gu stepped forward, leaned into his ear, and said in a low voice: "All of us think that Young Master Yang can protect our Western Army for a while, but not for a lifetime. The Western Army's foundation is to fight for the Song Dynasty. Now that the Xia thief is gone, is there no new opponent?
Yang Shaozai was afraid that Youyan would start a war. It was because all the soldiers and horses in Hebei were all idiots, and there was no one capable of fighting.After discussion, we all agreed that although Khitan is big, it is already strong on the outside and capable in the middle, so it may not be as powerful as the Xia bandits.
We can step on the bones of our ancestors and fight the party members for a hundred years in our own homeland. Now that we are backed by Qin Long, we have the backing and buffer. Are we still afraid of going to war with the Khitans?Since ancient times, flying birds have made good bows, and cunning rabbits have died. Only fighting is the foundation of our Western Army. "
Zhong Shidao's eyelids slowly drooped, covering his cloudy vision, and the old man's face remained calm.
"There are no western thieves, there are still northern captives"
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At the foot of Montenegro, the newly built Wulianghai is an oasis in the desert and the busiest market on the grassland.
Standing on the city wall, two Mongolian men were followed by a group of attendants. Huerzha pointed to the bustling market below and said, "My Anda, look at the businessmen coming and going, this is the source of the strength of our Kelei tribe." .”
Behind him is a not very tall, very stout Mongolian with a white cloth wrapped around his head, the leader of the Mongolian Qiyan Tribe, Balidan.
The Qiyan tribe and the Kele tribe have been friends for generations, and the sons of each other's leaders often became brothers when they were very young, and they were called Anda.
In history, Temujin, the grandson of Balidan, was escorted by the powerful Kret tribe at the beginning of the incident, and gradually conquered all the tribes of Mongolia.
The opening of the market here completely broke the balance of forces on the grassland, and the already tyrannical Keled tribe was no longer invincible.
Kingdoms large and small on the grasslands can often be established majestically in just a few years, and often fall apart in just a few years.
The reason is the lack of necessary materials and heritage. Today, on the vast land bordering the Song Dynasty, the continuous opening of the mutual market is changing this.
Balidan spoke enviously, and said: "Your Kelie tribe is next to Xixia, and the Song Dynasty destroyed Xixia, so you have the conditions to do business with wealthy southerners."
Huerzha looked up to the sky and smiled: "I can't guarantee other tribes, but your Qiyan tribe can safely pass through every road of Kelei. The warriors here will protect your safety just like their own tribe."
Balidan smiled, and wanted to say something specific, but found that many people gathered at one end of the market.
The loud noise quickly attracted everyone's attention, and Hu Erzha stretched out his hand to shade the sun and said, "What's going on?"
The guard next to him saw it clearly, and said: "I think it's someone from the Northwest Recruitment Department, maybe it's the Khitan dog making trouble."
The Northwest Recruitment Department is a military-political institution established by Khitan to rule Mongolia, and its jurisdiction covers the entire grassland.
Suddenly Erza's face turned cold. Their Krebs will rebel almost in a few years, and they are not very afraid of the Northwest Recruitment Department.
The men on the prairie are like this, they will die at any time, hunger, vendetta, wind and snow, and severe cold will lose their lives at any time, so they have nothing to fear.
Carrying the horsewhip to the city wall, a group of soldiers drew their knives to disperse the crowd. When they went in, they saw a dispute between a group of Han Chinese and Khitan people who bought horses.
The Khitan people took a fancy to a horse, and unfortunately the Han people who had just arrived also took a fancy to it. The Khitan people came first but couldn't afford the high price that the Han people paid.
Of course the horse seller wanted to make more money, so he had already negotiated the price with the Khitan people and regretted selling it to the Han people.
This is a simple dispute, but it involves three ethnic groups, and the language barrier can only be communicated simply. The two sides lost control when they became angry, and all kinds of swear words were all in a bad tone.
After Huerzha came in, he separated the three quarreling parties, and after some negotiations, he understood the cause of the incident.
Although he is the younger brother of the chief of the Kelei tribe, he has been fighting with the Khitan all year round, and has a good relationship with Yang Lin and the generals of the Western Army, but he does not favor the Han people.
"Since you have sold the horse, you shouldn't regret it because someone offered a higher price. After your woman gets married, will she leave because someone is stronger than you?" The horse seller reprimanded him.
The Han Chinese cavalry, a dozen or so in total, left angrily without buying a horse.
Balidan smiled and said, "Anda, this is a beautiful job, no wonder your market is so prosperous."
The Han people who bought horses left the market, stopped halfway and gathered together.
After a while they scattered away, and soon disappeared into the desert.
This place is a no-nonsense area. If the horse market hadn't been opened up, it would be inaccessible all year round.
The setting sun melts gold, and the lonely smoke rises straight up.
On the deserted road in Wulianghai, 13 officials sent by the Khitan Northwest Recruitment Department to monitor the market were killed and hung on the dead trees by the roadside.
Seven days had passed by the time the people from the Northwest Recruitment Department came out to search.
The vultures are eating the rotten flesh and bones, looking very strange, the horses are galloping, and the birds and beasts are scattered.
Hu Erzha held his nose, looking at the stinking corpse, a sense of uneasiness stirred in his heart.
The surrounding guards stepped forward and said, "These people were hanged after being shot to death."
"No matter who the murderer is, the Khitan people will not let us go easily, at least they will continue to extort and bribe us."
Huerzha snorted coldly: "This must have been done by people from Song Dynasty."
"Do you want to send someone to ask?"
Hu Erzha waved his hand: "It's not necessary, Song people won't admit it, and Khitan dogs won't listen to our explanations. The Liao dogs of the Northwest Recruitment Department are as greedy as hungry wolves trapped in a cold winter."
"Bah. Nan people and Khitan people are not good people!"