"Where did you learn how to lead an army like this?" After a while, the old man's expression returned to calm. He took the pot of herbal tea, poured half of the bowl into it, and drank it all in one gulp. He is clearly just a school lieutenant with a very low rank in the imperial city. In terms of official rank, he is still several steps lower than the commander of the city. In terms of age, he is just a senior officer. But these words can make people's hearts chill. , and what made Lao Dutong feel chills all over his body the most was that he knew that there was actually no fault in his words.
"You can't learn this kind of tactics, and few people can pull off the gauze curtains and talk to you openly and openly," Jiahe said tepidly, sitting sideways on the bench, his behavior was quite casual, "Who? Do you know how to teach the younger generation? You are just the right age to have such a basin of ice water poured on your forehead. Not to mention that you still have the heart to lead the army. I am afraid that you will escape into Buddhism in a few years. As a general, you must always mention If you don't have the thought of winning, most of you will be useless."
"As for where I learned it from, in fact, after many years of commanding troops, I have seen countless limbs and broken arms in the enemy's formation. I naturally know how to win, how to gather the morale of the army, and how to make the brothers under my command die less. Those position knowledge Most people who write letters first understand the reason and then take action, but this is not the case in the army. By the time they understand it again, I am afraid that many brothers have died under their hands. They have to go to the military formation first and then slowly realize this. The truth on the table.”
The sun was scorching, and there was no sweat on Jiahe's forehead. He drank the tea slowly, looked at the silent old captain, and grinned.
"Junior knows that these soldiers in the capital of Xijun are all led by the elders. Although fighting in battle may not be as satisfactory as expected, at least it is considered to be a matter of friendship. Based on this alone, I will hand them all over to strengthen the army. Profitable."
The old man ignored it and stared at the few tea leaves blowing in the breeze at the bottom of the bowl. He hesitated for a long time about the length of the incense stick.
There were few pedestrians on the street, and the scorching sun was high. A few birds that had flown here from outside the city were about to stop in the middle of the street to look for some food, but they couldn't bear the pain in their claws, which was like burning fire, and they started to cry. I fluttered my wings and flew away, unwilling to stay any longer.
It is autumn that is gradually taking shape. Although the sun is scorching, the clouds in the long sky are gradually thinning, and the blue sky is getting higher and higher, like washing and rain, fading away from the chaos and turbidity of summer.
"It is always said that the world has been at peace over the past few years, but it is a pity that peace has not yet arrived."
The old man raised his head, sat upright, and looked at the captain who was sitting sloppily in front of him with joy, "I am old. When my flesh and blood are buried in the future, you will have to burn a few letters for me. I have been in the army for half my life, but I have not made any achievements. I am worried in my heart. It’s really uncomfortable.”
Jia He sat up straight, put away his smile, and sat upright, "How about two jars of good wine?"
"That's a good relationship, but if you are defeated, don't burn the letter to me. It will be a shame for us in the West County." The old man's movements at this moment finally looked a bit old. He supported the table with a little effort and stood up. Just as he was about to stagger away, he called the waiter again, threw a few copper coins, and said cheerfully, "I enjoyed this big bowl of tea today, and I left two more tea money."
The old man staggered away along the street, and never glanced at the top of the city until he could no longer see his back.
Tottering and staggering, walking as it pleases.
You need to know that you are not drinking alcohol.
Jia He watched the old man leave and smiled for no reason.
Today's trip was originally to take over the military power of the capital of Xijun. Before leaving, Lin Pixiu was still a little undecided. He said that the old commander was old and had spent most of his life thinking about it, and most of it was maintained among the soldiers in this city. If it was Yi Jiahe's usual temper, he would inevitably be unhappy with each other. In the future, he would be estranged from his moral character, and it would be even harder to command troops.
However, after three battles on the sand table, when it comes to commanding troops, whether it is Jia He's ability to command troops or his sophisticated skills in the art of war, Jia He's command of the army is the most satisfactory, which makes the former intend to make things difficult. Fan's old commander finally felt relieved.
"Anyone can see that the world cannot be peaceful for many years, but there are some foolish kings who value civility and suppress martial arts. Who is the old and foolish one, tsk tsk." Jia He murmured to himself, and then came back to his senses, laughing and teasing. The waiter said, "Young waiter, I see you and I have a share. I happened to come in and I'm short of money. How about I share half of the reward?"
The waiter naturally smiled broadly after receiving the reward. Hearing this, he quickly covered the two copper coins, shook his head one after another, and said warily, "Sir, this is a business that is open to business, and you won't get the money back. Let's talk about a mere two cents. How can I get into the eyes of our guest? You are always resting, and I still have work to do, so it won’t hinder your eyes."
Jia He laughed, took out two copper coins from his waist, threw them firmly into his pocket, turned around and headed towards the tower.
Today is the day before Lan Ye, and the outside of the city is more lively than in the city. The melon sheds, peaches and plums are all properly arranged. Many girls of the right age have already pulled up their hair and put on some makeup. , regardless of the scorching sun, we have already arrived at the foot of the melon field. We have discussed with friends in advance to listen to the night talk of the Tianhe River.
Lan Ye, Chinese Valentine's Day, is rumored to be the time when Ox and Vega meet in the sky. The two met in Lan Ye, separated by the Milky Way for a year, and walked on the Magpie Bridge to talk to each other about their lovesickness. If a woman is lucky enough to hear the two whispering, she can If you get what you want, your husband will also get what you want in the future.
Not long ago, a carriage and horses slowly left the city and slowed down slightly when passing through the villages outside the city.
"Junior brother has a sharp eye," Liu Qing said with a smile from the car tent, "Do you miss Miss Wen again?"
"I haven't thought about it, but I've never seen such folk customs before. It's very novel." The boy driving the car answered casually, but no matter how he sounded, he sounded a little unsure.
"The scorching heat has subsided, and after a while, it will be the best season in a year. The grains, rice, millet and wheat are all full and ripe, and the autumn air is crisp, which makes people happy." The scholar spoke slowly, paused and then said, "I don't know. Will that Miss Xue come to listen to the Tianhe Night Talk this year? Considering her age, she should be old enough to get married."
"Although that Mr. Chu was never beheaded, he was still punished to work for a period outside Xihuayan Mountain. It is a great revenge. Even if he does not come this year, he will come next year." The young man watched for a while, and then Pulling up the reins, the horse flew away proudly.
"Who can tell clearly about the things in the world," the scholar closed his eyes and seemed to be saying to himself, "many things might be better if we don't pay attention to the right people. Hatred will continue from generation to generation, and I don’t know when it will end.”
"Many things that are as simple as turning your hands have to be framed. This is not good."
The horse's hooves flew briskly across the small stream outside the city, causing countless splashes of water.
It seems that there were a boy and a girl when they were young. The boy wore jade and the girl wore grass.
