The river water only reached the horses' hooves and did not sink.
Shi Kele couldn't help but be overjoyed, things turned out better than he imagined.
This war horse probably hadn't played in the water for a long time, so it suddenly spread its hooves and started running in the river.
Baiala saw that the river water had just reached the calves of the war horse, bringing up splashes of water.
?Tap, ?tap, the crisp sound of horse steps echoed on both sides of the strait.
Shkole was also worried that his horse would get stuck in the mud, but he didn't expect that the bottom of the river was actually solid, mostly made of stones.
Aren’t all rivers in the south deep? Why is Miaogou River so obvious?
He looked at the scenery on both sides of the Taiwan Strait and finally understood the reason.
Miaogou River is a seasonal river. It is autumn and the dry season, so the water flow is less.
If it is summer, the river water is very likely to flood to the belly of the war horse.
There is still at least one mile away from Dingjun Mountain. I don’t know that I have reached Dingjun Mountain.
One hundred of his men couldn't help but be overjoyed when they saw that the river was so obvious. They rushed into the river one after another and galloped wildly.
They ran closer and closer, and the river became shallower and shallower.
What is great is that the front is more obvious, and you can even see the exposed stones.
Shi Kele couldn't help being overjoyed, and he galloped away. The barbarians around him also galloped in.
After staying at the base camp for a long time, it was really leisurely and boring.
Unexpectedly, not only are there green mountains and green waters, but you can also run on a horse, how refreshing it is.
One hundred barbarians are all riding horses. They are not riding horses, but racing horses to see which one can run faster.
"Boom, boom, boom," suddenly several thunderous thunders exploded among the dozen or so barbarian war horses.
Some of the war horses were frightened and immediately stood up, throwing the barbarians into the water.
Some war horses and barbarians were struck by thunder and screamed in agony.
Blood flowed from the bodies of the men and horses, turning the river redder and redder.
Shkole was shocked, "There are Nanman here, retreat, retreat."
As he turned his horse's head, he saw a small bridge at the turn ahead.
There is a cyclone cannon on the small bridge. It turns out that the thunder is sent from here.
Inside the tent of the 30,000-strong captain, Hadelaji was looking at the map and was lost in thought.
How to attack Kou Temple Gufeng? Apart from using the table formation and cyclone cannon, he had no better way.
The table array has been solved, but the cyclone cannon problem has not yet been solved. What should we do?
Thinking of this, he couldn't help but pick up a cup of tea, drank a few sips, and rubbed his forehead.
Suddenly the door curtain light flashed and someone came in.
Who is this person? He was so bold. He came in without being informed. Didn't he see that the general was busy?
Zhang Liang opened the tent curtain and reported to Hadeleki: "General Ha, I'm very happy, very happy."
Hadleji was thinking, but his thoughts were interrupted by someone coming. He couldn't help but get angry and wanted to reprimand him.
"What's the happy news for the military advisor?" He just opened his mouth and asked hurriedly when he saw it was Zhang Liang.
He raised his head and looked at him, hoping to bring no unpleasant news.
Zhang Liang bowed his hands and said excitedly: "Cavalry can be used in Miaogou River."
"You can use cavalry, but this river is very narrow. The Nanman has blocked both sides of the river with cyclone cannons. How can we fight?" Hadleji looked at the Miaogou River on the map and couldn't help shaking his head and sighing.
Zhang Liang took a look at the Miaogou River on the map and said resolutely: "Of course, it's okay. Just mount the cyclone cannon on the carriage, isn't it?"
"Have you tried it?" Hadelaji's eyes lit up and he suddenly stood up from his seat.
Zhang Liangming nodded, bowed his hands, and said: "Bai Ala used several carriages to run on the Miaogou River. It is not difficult to imagine that the cyclone cannons on the carriages not only run fast, but also have unprecedented firepower."
"The place to attack has been found, and the method of attack has also been found. The key now is the tornado cannon." Hadleji nodded, looking at the Miaogou River on the map, with surprise on his face.
At this time, another curtain flashed, and the sour smell came with a figure.
Hadeleji is a barbarian, and he has a bad smell. It's just a smell anyway, so it doesn't matter.
After all, Zhang Liang is a Han Chinese and is quite particular. When he smelled this smell, he almost spit out the overnight meal and couldn't help but cover his nose.
Zhang Liang rushed in excitedly with a greasy look on his face. This person seemed a little familiar but also a little strange.
Who is this person? Zhang Liang thought as he looked at the person coming.
"Tell the general, the cyclone cannon is ready, it's done." The visitor didn't even look at him, he bowed his hand directly to Hadleki and said happily.
It turned out that this person was Jing Site. Not only did he have a greasy face, but he also looked haggard and his eyes were red and bloodshot.
Hadleji couldn't help but be overjoyed. He looked at the visitor and asked, "It turns out to be General Jing. Now that it's done, how many steps will it take?"
Hadleji spoke with a trembling voice, which even Zhang Liang could hear.
"It's just thirty steps. I've tried my best at the end." Jingsite struggled to open his eyes and said reluctantly.
The stone in Hadeleji's heart finally fell, and he said to the soldiers standing aside: "Make a cup of drunken spring breeze for General Jing. Alas, what's wrong with you?"
Zhang Liang saw Jing Site fall softly, and then heavy snoring could be heard from the ground.
Jing Site didn't close his eyes for almost two days and nights. At this time, his spirit was relaxed and he couldn't help but fall into a deep sleep.
"Congratulations, General. With the 30-step cyclone cannon, we can launch an attack on the Miaogou River. That river is only 20 steps away, which is more than enough." Zhang Liang looked at Jingsi Te, then raised his hands to congratulate Hadleji. .
Hadleki nodded, the shadow that had been suppressed in his heart for many days was finally removed, and now it was time to lift the dark clouds and see the sun.
"There is no problem with Miaogou River now." Hadleji suddenly frowned again and asked, "How should we attack Dangkou Temple Lone Peak?"
Zhang Liang took a few steps around the case, thought for a while, and said: "Last time, because the security team had too many troops, our table formation was not fireproof, and our attack power also relied on rockets, so we suffered a loss. I believe we will not suffer this loss this time. .”
"Which one is more important, the Miaogou River or the solitary peak of Dangkou Temple?" Hadleji looked at the map, obviously frightened by the security team last time, and asked with lingering fear.
Zhang Liang thought for a while and said: "The Miaogou River is suitable for cavalry, but Dangkou Temple is not suitable for cavalry. You cannot use your strengths and avoid weaknesses."
Zhang Liang walked down the steps for him, and Hadeleji nodded.
"That's exactly what I meant." Hadley pointed at the alcohol, clenched his fist into a fist and hit the case hard.
An Ji jumped up and the map fell to the ground. A soldier hurriedly picked it up.
He took a sip of tea and said to Retel with excitement: "Go and call the three captains of ten thousand to discuss it."
Zhao Ping Study Room, Zhaojiazhuang, Jintang County.
Zhonghua showed Cuizhu, the gatekeeper, the letter brought by the carrier pigeon from Xi County. Cuizhu nodded and let him in.
Zhao Ping rubbed his sore hands and fell into deep thought after receiving the letter from Zhong Hua respectfully.
Cuizhu looked at Zhao Ping while changing the tea for Zhao Ping.
Seeing Zhao Ping deep in thought, she asked worriedly: "Is the news from Xi County bad this time?"
"There are worries and joys, half good and half bad." Zhao Ping took a sip of tea and replied calmly.
Cuizhu looked at Zhao Ping's face and couldn't help asking worriedly: "Where is the joy, and where is the worry?"
"Where is the joy, and where is the sorrow?" Cuizhu was just worried for Zhao Ping, and Zhonghua broke into a cold sweat when she heard this.
My little empress, are you going to join politics at such a young age?
Although he thought so, he couldn't say it.
After all, Cuizhu is Zhao Ping's personal maid. She is just worried about Zhao Ping, but she doesn't realize that she is already involved in politics.
Thinking of this, Zhonghua secretly looked at Zhao Ping and Cuizhu and frowned.
It is not a good sign for a woman to get involved in politics. Could it be that Cuizhu wants to become Wu Zetian?
However, the little sage was younger than Cuizhu and was in excellent health, so there was no chance that Cuizhu would become Wu Zetian.
It seems that the little saint is not the Emperor Gaozong of the former Tang Dynasty, and his literary and military skills are far beyond the comparison of Emperor Gaozong of the former Tang Dynasty.
But it is always not a good thing for women to interfere in politics. Zhang Si, the chief bookkeeper of Zhaojiazhuang, must say this.
He is the future prime minister, I believe he will have a way.
Of course, Zhao Ping didn't know Zhonghua's thoughts, but was thinking about the problem of Xixian County.
While drinking tea, Zhao Ping raised his head to look at Cuizhu, and then his eyes fell on the letter.
Of course, carrier pigeons cannot carry heavy paper, but specially made extremely thin paper, which can be said to be as thin as a cicada's wings.
In order to save space, of course, you cannot write with a brush, but with a quill dipped in ink.
"The joy is to eliminate 10,000 Hu people, not the Han people who were fake Hu people like before, but the real Hu people." Zhao Ping looked at the letter and said.
"Congratulations, young man." Cuizhu said happily, and then asked: "What is worry?"
She knew that others called Zhao Ping the little saint, but she wanted to call Zhao Ping the little man. This was her patent.
He is my young man, my forever young man, no one can take this title away from me.
Zhao Ping still looked at the letter and said: "The worry is that the Hu people have made imitation cyclone cannons and table arrays."
"Copycat, what is a copycat?" Cuizhu was confused by this word.
Zhao Ping suddenly blurted out, looked up at her, and said: "Shanzhai means imitation. Because the level is not high, it seems that they are secretly making it in the mountain village, and they dare not seriously make it in the city workshop, so they named it Copycat."
When Zhonghua heard this, he not only learned the word Shanzhai, but also felt it was very vivid in his heart. The Hu people were not good at it, so they could only use Shanzhai.
"Copycat, doesn't that mean we have become bandits?" Cuizhu couldn't help but chuckle, "Only bandits secretly hide in the stockade to make food."
Cuizhu smiled like a flower and felt extremely happy.
Cuizhu is fourteen years old. She is three years older than Zhao Ping. She is wearing pink clothes and looks like a newly blooming flower.
Da Song was not too young at her age, and some of them were already married.
Zhonghua didn't dare to look any further and hurriedly lowered his head.
Zhao Ping couldn't help but be stunned, and Cuizhu was secretly proud.
She pointed at Zhao Ping's forehead with the slender finger in her hand and asked, "Xiao Langjun, why are you so dazed?"
"You look good now." Zhao Ping blurted out, and then regretted how he had said this.
Zhonghua saw the two of them flirting and quickly turned his head outside the study.
"Then the slave family doesn't always look good?" Cuizhu said angrily, feeling overjoyed.
She suddenly remembered that Zhonghua was still here and hurriedly changed the subject: "Wouldn't the barbarians become bandits on the mountain?"
In the eyes of the people of the Song Dynasty, bandits were exactly the opposite of the official army. One was an upright army, while the other could only hide in the mountains and rob secretly.
How to describe this? In fact, it is similar to the police and the underworld later, one is in the sky and the other is underground.
Shanzhai originally has the meaning of contempt, disdain, and disdain, and it means taking away the meaning of country bumpkin. It is not much better than barbarians.
Now that Zhao Ping thought about it, copycats could never be more suitable to be used on barbarians.
"That's right, the barbarians are the copycats, and the copycats are the barbarians." Zhong Hua also praised hurriedly.
Zhonghua couldn't help but feel happy. In the little saint's place, no matter how powerful the barbarians were, what would happen?
He is not a gangster on the mountain, his image is extremely vulgar, weak and despicable.
Thinking of this, the pressure of the Hu people's army of 500,000 people was suddenly wiped away.
From then on, Shanzhai became another name or derogatory name used by Zhaojiazhuang and the security group for the Hu people.
Cuizhu thought for a while and asked worriedly: "Xiao Langjun, what are the cyclone cannons and table arrays in that copycat village?"
