Afternoon.
Huo Qubing came out of Changding Hall and told Liu Qing the purpose of refining rice pills.
Helping the Han army prepare military rations was, in a larger sense, improving the Han army's combat effectiveness and resisting foreigners. Liu Qing had already agreed to help.
As for the big cat, if it falls into her hands, it should be... fine.
Besides, I also left a small arrangement, so I can help the big cat out of trouble.
Remembering the desperate look in Big Cat's eyes when he left, Huo Qubing looked back at Changding Palace and laughed dumbly.
After all, Liu Qing wouldn't bite a hole in the big cat's throat.
After he left the palace, he took a carriage back to Huo Mansion.
"Tomorrow I will go to the military camp outside the city to have a look. Your Majesty has allowed me to mobilize the power of 1,000 troops and horses, which can be used to practice battle formations. Let me make some preparations first."
After the carriage stopped at the door, the housekeeper Yan Qi quickly came up to meet him and followed Huo Qubing as they walked into the house: "Master, someone is here to pay homage today. I would like to make an appointment to meet you."
This is not surprising. People come to Huo Mansion every day asking to see him: "Who is this person?"
"I don't know. I just handed the concierge something, saying that the young master would understand it when he saw it. The concierge thought that the other party must know the young master, and was afraid of delaying the matter, so he accepted it.
When the things were handed over to the old slave, I was worried that they were items of unknown origin, so I opened them first to check, but there was a greeting note and a gift. "
Yan Qi explained the strange things that happened at home: "The post says that because I admire the young master, I took the liberty to come to visit him. I hope to meet the young master the next day. There is no other news."
Huo Qubing was also a little surprised: "What is the prayer left by the other party?"
"Master, please take a look."
Yan Qi took out something, but it was a scroll of bamboo slips with mottled ancient charm, tied with animal sinews. The bamboo slips had a delicate texture and looked like something with age.
When Huo Qubing saw the bamboo slips, he felt that they were belonging to the military.
From this simple book, he sensed an unparalleled energy that could kill astonishingly the world.
Before the brief book was unfolded, there was a faint sound of fighting and iron horses coming out of the book, and it was like the sound of hundreds of soldiers fighting on a battlefield.
Huo Qubing took it and opened it to check. His eyes suddenly narrowed slightly, thinking that it was indeed...
In all the dynasties of this world, if we talk about the most famous general in terms of killing, he is undoubtedly the God of Killing in the former Qin Dynasty.
In his early years, Huo Qubing had seen Bai Qi's handwriting that Liu Che showed him in the palace. It was a complete volume of Bai Qi's masterpiece handed down from generation to generation, called Shenmiao Marching Policy.
Huo Qubing benefited a lot from reading the contents in the book.
He once said that he would not learn the art of war from the ancients, which meant that he could not copy the military theories of the ancients. He was not so arrogant that he did not even read military books or anything like that.
The bamboo slip in front of me is actually a hand scroll written by Bai Qi, but it is an informal military work.
It is a draft-like book written by Bai Qi to study military strategies and think about military tactics.
The content is not complete and a bit messy. It can be seen that Bai Qi recorded some thoughts casually.
But even so, this simple manuscript-like book is unimaginably precious to those who know the military.
In a sense, it may be better than a complete military strategy.
Because this manuscript contains traces of Bai Qi's thinking back then, as well as his understanding and consideration process of military matters.
"I have some affinity with this Lord Wu'an, and I have seen his military theory written several times..."
Who could send such a gift to his liking? Considering Huo Qubing's personality, it was hard to refuse.
Open Bai Qi's hand scroll.
In an instant, thousands of phantoms of armies and horses rushed out of the simple book. Every word on it was like weapons and fighting weapons, clashing with each other.
In this simple book, there are actually battlefields where the military spirit has evolved, with soldiers and horses galloping, two armies confronting each other, or battle formations changing.
Not only was it written in Bai Qi's handwriting, but it was also created by dividing his spiritual consciousness and transforming it into Qi with his magical powers as a military strategist, which reflects his understanding of the art of war.
The best thing is that the cost of Bai Qi's book Miraculous Marching Strategies is in Weiyang Palace.
Huo Qubing had seen it before, and now he had a different understanding of Bai Qi's use of soldiers, mentality, and understanding of military affairs by comparing the two.
Suddenly, a military edge in Huo Qubing boiled, inspired by the scroll in his hand.
He pointed with his hand, and a wisp of military energy overflowed from his eyebrows, transforming into the form of a soaring snake.
The flying snake flew into the battlefield on the bamboo slips and turned into a group of soldiers, fighting against the battle formation left by Bai Qi. It was extremely magical.
"This former Qin God of Killing is really conceited and has unparalleled fighting spirit..."
Huo Qubing waved his hand and asked Yan Qi to retreat.
He walked into the study alone holding the book of war, and continued to use his thoughts to push the people transformed by Yuanshen Teng She, as if he and Bai Qi were engaged in a battle spanning a hundred years of time and space.
This scroll is so precious that it will help military strategists practice.
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At that time, Da Mao felt that he was caught by an invisible force, soaring into the clouds and falling into Liu Qing's hands, and his neck was pinched.
It looked at Huo Qubing with eyes asking for help.
Huo Qubing gave it a response of "Don't be impatient, I'm asking you to do something, and I'll find a way to save you after it's done."
The meaning may be a bit complicated, and the big cat doesn't quite understand it.
After a while, its unscrupulous owner got up and left without even looking at it.
The big cat couldn't believe that he was abandoned like this, and almost burst into tears.
Liu Qing asked the maid to tie the big cat tightly with a light blue rope, and then did a four-legged binding, that is, all four limbs were tied, and the other end of the rope was suspended in the air, and the big cat was hung in an M shape.
The big cat felt so ashamed that he closed his jewel-like eyes tightly, pretending that he could not see others and that others could not see him.
Fortunately, when Huo Qubing left, Da Mao felt a strange force entering his body.
Although only some of Huo Qubing's sea-knowledge war strategies have surfaced, he has been practicing since he was a child. Although he is not proficient in other military techniques that have evolved from war strategies, he has also dabbled in them, but he has not reached the level of supernatural powers.
Just like Yao Zhao's use of "creating something out of nothing", he did not derive magical powers, but used it as an archery skill. He could shoot two arrows at the same time, one bright and one dark, creating a visual change that seemed to come out of nothing, and he could always hit the target.
At this time, Huo Qubing passed on a secret force, using the strategy of the military strategist to secretly attack Chen Cang, and quietly passed a force to Da Mao through the air.
Liu Qing seemed to be aware of something, but it was fleeting. After careful inspection, he found nothing.
The big cat survived the desperate situation. His owner still loves me after all... All that's left is to prepare for an opportunity to escape.
Huo Qubing left first.
Liu Qing turned to look at the big cat tied up in the air on all fours.
"Meow!" the big cat meowed.
This is a ventriloquist it learned, pretending to be a real cat.
"Aren't you a lynx? You can also meow."
Liu Qing said coldly: "It's useless to meow like a cat. I'll hang you up for two days while I think about what to do with you."
"Meow meow meow!" The big cat meowed several times in succession, feeling that he might die if he hung up for two days.
Liu Qing ignored it, walked to the back hall, and took out a bronze tripod.
Huo Qubing said that corn and other materials could be used to make elixirs, and she was going to try it first.
Time soon came to evening, and night fell.
Liu Qing also has the habit of practicing every night.
She took a shower and changed clothes, changed into casual clothes, entered a quiet room, arranged a Taoist array to isolate the outside world, and then entered a state of tranquility in the Five Hearts Upturned pose, paying no attention to external objects, guarding the heart with the main thought, and a trace of The thoughts of differentiation wander around the world and feel the changes of all things, which are mysterious and mysterious.
It's quiet at night.
The big cat hanging in the front hall secretly opened its eyes, and a hint of cunning flashed through it.
It breathed out from its mouth like a magic trick. It was the power that Huo Qubing passed on to it when he left. Combined with the breath that it also had in its body as a spiritual beast, it easily broke free from the rope that bound it and prepared to escape.
The big cat landed silently on the ground, feeling quite proud that he was doing well again.
After all, I am also a cat raised by a military family. Just now I deliberately showed weakness to the enemy and used a trick.
The big cat who knows the art of war jumped up to the window lattice. He was about to leave, but his ears twitched and he heard the silence in the back hall. Wasn't the 'devil' there?
The big cat thought about it, then turned back and entered the bedroom at the back.
Liu Qing shut down her external senses and practiced in a quiet room. As long as she didn't encounter a crisis that could hurt her, she would not wake up.
The big cat flew over the eaves and walked over the walls like a ghost, easily avoiding the maid on night duty in the palace, and entered the bedroom.
Liu Qing's clothes, jewelry, and several personal belongings were hung on the wooden shelf.
The big cat jumped on Mushi, and a pleasant fragrance rushed into his nose. It raised its paws, preparing to retaliate by spilling urine on Liu Qing's clothes.
Suddenly he shivered, feeling that if he really had to urinate, his master might not be able to protect him, so he held it back immediately.
It hesitated for a moment, then put Liu Qing's underwear, accessories, and a few items of unknown origin with his paws into a pocket, held it in his mouth, and began to fly over the wall again, climbing over the wall and over the ridge. The palace, all the way to home.
