The people of Qin are still black, and they have the virtue of black water.
Therefore, the flag of the Qin army is black, and most of their robes are black. Even in the most formal sacrificial ceremonies, almost everyone wears black.
White clothes are a rarity in this era.
Especially pure white clothes, in this dirty era, they are simply alien!
But without any hesitation or even thinking, Bai Qi decided to dress in white and go to the banquet prepared by Zhao Kuo to go to his destination.
While Bai Qi was writing furiously, the sky finally darkened.
The Zhao army's camp has been set up, and the elite cavalry were secretly mobilized by Lian Po. They only waited for the general's order to rush out and attack the Qin camp. As the only person who knew Zhao Kuo's thoughts, Lian Po was also silently preparing for the possible war.
Tian Dan, as the deputy general of the army, seemed to have some awareness in his heart when he saw Lian Po dispatching troops and forming formations.
Of course, Zhao Kuo and Lian Po would not talk, and Tian Dan would not ask. The only thing he could do was to wait for things to develop, just like he was waiting in the Daliang Mountain.
Tian Dan knew very well that waiting was never meaningless, and Tian Dan also believed that Zhao Kuo would make it clear to him when it was time to let him know.
As for Pingyang Jun, Lou Chang and others who were beaten with military sticks, after passing on the king's orders, they stayed in the camp peacefully. Unless necessary, no one wanted to see Zhao Kuo at this time to avoid touching him. Zhao Kuo's bad luck. Even Mr. Pingyuan stayed with them, fearing that his stupid brother would do something stupid again.
Fortunately, everything is proceeding in an orderly manner.
Xu Li quickly built a temporary pavilion about 300 steps outside the military camp according to Zhao Kuo's request.
Although it is said to be a pavilion, it is actually a straw hut. Although it is not likely to fall down in a blow, the piles of straw spread randomly on it look a bit perfunctory, and even a strong wind will destroy the roof of the thatched hut. It was lifted. Fortunately, it is still summer. Even if it is late summer, in this land of Shangdang, there will be no strong winds.
Of course, it's not that Xu Li couldn't build a good pavilion, it's just that Zhao Kuo said: "There is no need for a graveyard to bury the bones. As a soldier, it is an honor to wrap the body in horse leather. A pavilion is fine as long as it does not collapse."
Therefore, Xu Li, who regarded Zhao Kuo's words as his guide, immediately led his men to build such a simple thatched shed. But even Zhao Kuo didn't expect that such a simple thatched shed would leave a mark in history.
Of course, these are all things for later.
As the sun sets in the west, the sky finally gets dark.
At this time, Zhao Kuo slowly walked out of the military camp, and the clatter of footsteps sounded on Shangdang's land, seeming to declare independence and measuring the thickness of the land.
As the leader of the soldiers, Xu Li held a sword in one hand and put his other hand on his waist, following Zhao Kuo closely. He had only one task - to protect Zhao Kuo. As for the rest, there were hundreds of personal guards following Zhao Kuo about twenty steps away.
The hundreds of personal guards were all armed to the teeth and fully armored. Those in the front row held shields in their left hands and swords in their right hands, and those in the back row had crossbows cocked. They were obviously fully prepared. The distance of twenty steps is almost instantaneous for the elite guards, and at this distance, the crossbow arrows can kill people and kill Buddhas.
Once someone doesn't want to be decent, they will flash out of the darkness and help the person look decent.
Of course, just in case, in the military camp that was gradually disappearing into darkness, several cavalry generals, each leading an elite cavalry force of a thousand people, had been quietly mobilized by Lian Po. Behind the half-opened village gate, everyone was eagerly waiting for the moment the village gate opened.
The order they received was: as soon as the door was opened, they would rush out and destroy the thatched shed together with all the Qin troops outside the thatched shed. This was one of the reasons why Zhao Kuo did not let Xu Li build the pavilion too strong.
Because it was getting dark, braziers had been lit around the hut, both for lighting and as a signal tool. Once things change, if you knock it down or knock it down, the hay and wooden hayloft will immediately ignite a huge fire, and this
This is the signal for the village gates to open!
In the shed, Zhao Kuo was already sitting in it, with an elm table that he bought from somewhere and two relatively clean futons as seats, that was all.
On the side of the table is a small stove. On top of the stove, a pot of mountain spring is already roaring. In the mountain spring, a pot of old wine has been placed in it. The long fragrance of the wine is filled by the boiling water. Covered the entire hayloft.
On the table, large chunks of beef were cut into slices. Although there were no condiments, no technology or hard work, and only a little salt and spices for company, it was still extremely delicious.
I must be very satisfied to see him off like this!
It was almost autumn, and the breeze slowly caressed the Shangdang place, taking away the heat of the day. Zhao Kuo, who was only wearing a robe, even felt a little cold. The brazier crackled more and more as the breeze blew. A gust of breeze blew by, bringing a bit of coolness. It also blew away the dark clouds covering the moon above the head, and even slowly brought the sound of a few horses neighing in the distance.
With the sound of these horses neighing, Zhao Kuo's personal guards nearby became highly nervous.
Immediately afterwards, a series of horse hooves that were neither heavy nor rapid sounded slowly.
The water in the teapot gurgled even louder!
In the darkness, an old man with white hair and beard, dressed in white clothes, slowly revealed his true appearance on top of the horse. A pair of sharp eyes swept across the hut, instantly making everyone shudder.
Just one appearance made Xu Li's heart beat faster. The person coming is not Wu Anjun Bai Qi, who else! But behind Mr. Wu An, everything was quiet and quiet, with no one around.
Obviously, Wu Anjun understood Zhao Kuo's intention and made the same decision as Zhao Kuo guessed.
Hearing the noise, Zhao Kuo also raised his head at this time. Their eyes looked at each other. Although they had met for the first time, they were already acquaintances, and they already cared about each other. You knew that I had ill intentions, and I knew that Your determination to feed the tiger with your own body.
It's a pity that in this world of great strife, everyone has his own master. Between eye contact, everything seemed to be determined.
Zhao Kuo stood up and Bai Qi got off his horse. Bai Qi arrived outside the hut in the midst of a tiger's stride and a dragon's stride.
"I've met Mr. Wu An!" Zhao Kuo took the lead and said, clasping his fists.
"I've met Mr. Ma Fu!" Bai Qi also clasped his fists and said in return.
There is no need to introduce, let alone question, both of them know each other's identity very well - they are not the opponents who meet each other in chess, and there is no such intimidating momentum!
"Wu An-kun, please."
