Liu Zheng et al.
Didn't sleep tonight either.
Several generals gathered together to study the situation of tomorrow's battle.
"The important point is, where will the army in these big trousers be!"
Liu Zheng looked at the map in front of him and said.
Others nodded.
The Zhongtongjie tribe, represented by Shama Zhuoyi, has been put on the map...According to Liu Zheng's guess, this middle-trousers tribe should be the weakest in the Liangshan area at this time.
Even if there is a real war, the middle trousers may not be able to defeat the small trousers!
but……
The big trousers, that one is Horizori, is the one who has been hiding behind his back all this time!
The leader of the caravan...
Liu Zheng knew that in history, the caravan had its glorious period. Compared to Shama Zhuoyi, a big boss on the surface, he felt that the one who should pay more attention to was Naibori.
so.
The direction of his troops is very important.
Huo Buquli said: "Sir, the scouts have been sent out... But the terrain of Liangshan is complex and difficult to survey, and the pants are too big. It is difficult for us to control the Butuo area..."
Liu Zheng's eyes lit up: "You mean, he wants to drag us in Bu and cut off our escape?"
Qin Changfeng, Pei Yanran, and Huo Buquli nodded at the same time.
If Shama Zhuoyi's side wins the grand meeting in Duge tomorrow, this will definitely happen.
Liu Zheng laughed after hearing this: "So... it stands to reason that most of this army with big trousers are ambushing in the Butuo area, right?"
Huo Buquli nodded.
Liu Zheng's eyes lit up, he patted the table and said: "In this case, as soon as the Duge Conference ends tomorrow, we should strike first! Taking advantage of the Black Dragon's son's limelight, he took the lead in attacking the trousers on the pretext of 'driving away' the bone-eating poison. ethnic group, and then completely control Qionghai!"
"What?"
Several people were stunned and in disbelief.
…
The next day.
This is the second day of the Torch Festival, and it will also be the most lively day of the annual Torch Festival.
Because on this day, various programs worth watching during the Torch Festival will be unveiled one after another.
Early in the morning, these Liangshan people started preparing to leave.
Duge means "praising the fire" and "praising the fire", which is the climax of the Torch Festival. As soon as it dawned, the men, women, and children in Daliang Mountain all put on their festive attire, brought cooked lumps of meat and steamed buns, and walked towards the tall altar. The scene of hundreds of thousands of people gathering together was quite spectacular.
The girls wore beautiful clothes and danced "Doloki", while the men played various musical instruments beside them.
"Hahahaha, the noble man is finally here!"
Seeing Liu Zheng and his party approaching, Shama Zhuoyi and others came up to greet them.
The leaders who followed Shama Zhuoyi looked at Liu Zheng as if they were looking at a dead person. Today, regardless of winning or losing, this Longyan man must die!
Liu Zheng smiled and did not look at Shama Zhuoyi. Instead, he looked at Naiborize, who had been silent all this time, and asked casually: "There seem to be a lot of people with big trousers missing today. This scene has become a little less lively."
As soon as these words came out, a hidden light flashed in Nai Baorize's eyes.
Shama Zhuoyi also smiled coldly.
Seeing the look in Liu Zheng's eyes, which still refused to leave, Naibori could only cough and said: "I don't know, noble man, but locusts have been rampant in Liangshan recently, and the tribesmen have gone back to make some preparations. But today at the Duge Conference, our warriors, You won’t save any face for the noble man!”
This statement made everyone laugh.
Huo Buquli, who was beside Liu Zheng, snorted coldly: "Who wants you to give face? Today, it is not certain who will lose and who will win!"
"Is it?"
Shama Zhuoyi looked arrogant and sneered: "Huo Butou people, this has been five years in a row, and you Yinuo people can't even get into the top three. Why, this year has been blessed by noble people, and it has expanded?"
"you……"
Huo Buqu was so angry that he clenched his fists, while others laughed and mocked him.
Liu Zheng smiled and said: "After all, this year, we have the blessing of the son of the black dragon, right? Whatever happens, it will not be surprising."
"right!"
Huo Buqu roared loudly: "Son of the Black Dragon!"
"Son of the Black Dragon!"
At this moment, the tribesman who was in the middle of his trousers started shouting. Today, it wasn't just the trousers, some other tribesmen also roared after seeing Aluba's "amazing" performance yesterday.
Shama Zhuoyi smiled coldly: "Whether it is the son of the black dragon or the son of the black worm, we will know in a moment! My lord, are you interested in getting some luck?"
He looked at Liu Zheng again.
"That's it, let's get some luck!"
"Hahaha, I lost three thousand cows last year, I must win them back this year!"
"Just you? Have this year's sheep arrived?"
"Pooh!"
Liu Zheng felt Shama Zhuoyi's aggressiveness and smiled: "Shama-headed man, what's the advantage?"
When Shama Zhuoyi saw Liu Zheng's answer, his eyes lit up, and he laughed and said: "No matter what, I have to fulfill my friendship as a landlord, no matter what the noble man says!"
Liu Zheng smiled: "Okay! What's the first program?"
"race!"
Shama Zhuoyi pointed over there.
race!
The Yi people are good at riding and are no worse than the Liangzhou army. Because Liangshan has natural plain conditions. Liu Zheng then looked around. Horse racing was the first program of the Duge event, and it was also the most passionate. Hormones were flying at this time, and a warrior on horseback could easily win the favor of the beauties present.
At this time, horse racing warriors from various ethnic groups are already preparing.
A track around Qionghai Beach has been vacated by people.
The horse racing warrior Huo Buquli sent out this time was his own younger brother, Huobu Zhuoli. He was young, handsome, and powerful. Such a man was undoubtedly very popular in Liangshan. He was riding a bay-red horse.
Shama Zhuoyi's horse racing warrior is also a burly man.
But the horse he sat on was pure black!
As soon as this horse came out, all the other horses in the field immediately bowed their heads and tried their best to avoid it.
"Horse King!"
Huo Buquli exclaimed and his face changed drastically: "Shouldn't this horse be in Nanzhao Kingdom?"
The whole audience was shocked.
There was an uproar.
Shama Zhuoyi looked pleased.
King of Horses?
Liu Zheng and Qin Changfeng looked at it at the same time. That horse is indeed very tall. Because he often dealt with war horses in Liangzhou and Baiya, and had seen bloody horses from the Western Regions, Liu Zheng was very familiar with horses.
This horse is indeed a good horse.
Majestic, powerful, and bad-tempered.
Especially when you can see that this horse is not a Yunnan horse! But it comes from Dawan War Horse!
Such a BMW can indeed be owned by at least the royal family.
It seems...
This Nanzhao country still wants to crush itself in the Duge Conference...
Pity.
Liu Zheng smiled and shook his head: "Fire cloth-headed man, what kind of horse is our horse?"
After Huo Buquli saw the BMW, he immediately withered: "Sir, it's a Yunnan horse."
Everyone laughed and mocked.
This Yunnan horse is short in stature and not very fast. But he is famous for his endurance and is good at walking on mountain roads. "To the west of Yue Feng there is grass, which produces good horses, and the world calls them 'Yue Fang Jun'. They are born like lambs, and in the middle of the year, they are draped with fine sand and drink rice straw. They can be ridden in seven years, and they can gallop hundreds of miles a day." . Liangshan also produces Yunnan horses, but who would compete with Yunnan horses in such a grand event? Isn’t this just for losing?
Liu Zheng chuckled: "It's strange, the Southern Barbarians don't use Yunnan horses for horse racing, but use horses from the Western Regions. If you do this, aren't you adding to others' ambitions and destroying your own prestige?"
"How do you laugh?"
These words were said so rudely that everyone's expressions changed drastically.
Liu Zheng smiled coldly: "Today, how about using your Yunnan horses to beat your foreign horses? Since you want the lottery, you have to bet on three thousand horses. Are you still satisfied with this?"
As soon as these words came out, everyone was stunned.
