"Turn your hands to make clouds, turn your hands to make rain." Afterwards, Li Ning, who returned to the tent, couldn't help but sigh at Mr. Boya's methods.
He just used his fame to create enough public opinion pressure by changing his posture between refusing to solicit and agreeing to solicit.
So Li Ning and Pang Ji had to bow their heads.
If Li Ning hadn't been lucky enough to get his trump card right. I'm afraid that guy will continue to be rampant.
Of course, he couldn't care about Jian Nasi now, because they were about to go on an expedition.
A stressful call for help cannot be dismissed by just having no relatives.
Moreover, three to five thousand people were not enough to influence the pattern of the Near East at that time.
At the same time, he did not want to keep Alexander waiting too long.
Waiting is sometimes a sign of cowardice.
But for Alexander, waiting may be joyful.
The Greeks have a fine tradition of holding sports games. For them, the sports games are a feast of joy.
The impenetrable Alexander army that had surrounded Halicarnassus actually held a sports meeting out of boredom due to Li Ning's delay in arriving.
This has made Amintas very excited recently, and he has the urge to participate in almost every project.
Their glorious victories in Asia Minor over the past few months have given them the right to celebrate.
The only thing to note is that with the arrival of winter and New Year, homesickness begins to spread in the army, especially those newly married soldiers who seem to deserve a long romantic vacation on this bloody battlefield.
Alexander was ready. For those newly married soldiers, under the leadership of several young generals, they will leave the battlefield in winter and return to their missed hometown to reunite with their wives and children.
But for the Song Dynasty army, such a wonderful holiday did not exist at all.
Because the time on both sides of the coffin is not synchronized. While Alexander was still facing the enemy at the Granikas River in August, the winter of the Song Dynasty had already knocked on the door of Quanzhou City.
So when Alexander was planning to go home for the New Year, the Song Dynasty's faith had actually come quietly.
However, a team that values loyalty and serving the country cannot take care of things like the New Year.
for example. The army of the Song Dynasty.
The follow-up troops of the support army in front of them were on their way to Sardis City from near the Granicas River. They were still a long way from Halicarnassus.
Perhaps because they had never been on the battlefield, there was a kind of worry and panic in the Song Dynasty army.
Mr. Boyard was very worried about this. It was obvious that the army needed to improve its morale.
So he approached Li Ning, hoping to discuss a good solution. Fortunately, Li Ning was not completely unprepared for this. It only took a few words for Mr. Boya to leave with satisfaction.
On New Year's Day, dumplings, which are not very popular in the south, have become an important weapon for many Fujian soldiers to warm their bodies and minds. Compared with missing their families, the confusing future occupies more of their hearts.
For a country that has not fought a war for 30 years, whether it can win the first war depends on the morale of the military in each battle.
In fact, even the soldiers understand this.
Su Yan, who was in the team with whom, was holding a bowl of steaming dumplings, squatting in front of Lu Xiaqing, admiring the other party's frowning expression, and then said in an extremely sarcastic tone.
"Uncle Jin. It's still too late for you to choose to go back."
"Xuanfu, you are too happy too early. If that Alexander can win this battle, why would he ask for support from me?"
"What? You have no confidence in that king, but I heard that the young gentleman doesn't take this battle to heart at all."
"Really? If he was so sure, why would he bring thousands of people with him?"
"Thousands of people, aren't they just for self-respect? Uncle Jin, I think we have to trust Mr. Jin. Do you still remember the records he mentioned?"
Lu Xiaqing's eyes brightened for a moment, but then dimmed again.
"I always thought that this kind of thing was impossible."
"Why is it impossible? Didn't he once say that it's like us people from the Song Dynasty knowing what happened during the Qin Dynasty?"
"But we can't see anyone from the Qin Dynasty."
"That's not necessarily the case. Maybe one day, someone from the Qin Dynasty using a bronze furnace will emerge from a certain light curtain."
"Yeah, maybe. Maybe it's because my mind wanders relatively slowly."
"Tsk tsk. You are a fox recognized by everyone, how can you be slow-minded? You just have a preconceived idea of not agreeing with the little gentleman's knowledge."
"Learning? Western learning?"
"No matter what it is called, as long as it works."
There are actually many useful things, such as the letter Mr. Boya received before he was young.
That was the latest information sent by Li Zi from thousands of miles away.
The content inside is some information about Alexander.
As for how the Privy Councilor who was far away in Bianjing got the news about Alexander, it is actually very simple to say.
There is a group of overseas barbarians in Bianjing called Yici Leye people, and some of them know the history of Alexander.
So Li Zi spent several days sorting out the information and sent it to Mr. Boya.
The only thing that makes people feel a bit regretful is that the translation ability of Yiji Leye is really limited. They are not absolutely sure about ancient place names. Therefore, most of them directly copied the original text, which caused Mr. Boya to encounter huge difficulties when reading.
Fortunately, Mr. Boya is also a smart man. He found Li Ning and got a lot of map information from him.
In addition to these map information, Mr. Boya quickly understood Alexander's entire journey.
Seeing that Persia on the map would sink under his comrades, Mr. Boya knew that the small Asia Minor in front of him could not stop him at all.
It's a pity that this matter cannot be told. This was what Li Ning had repeatedly stated when he lent him the map.
Otherwise, it can be used to boost morale.
Fortunately, Li Ning's plan is much better than this. When the Spring Festival comes, the eight or nine-year-old child should also appear in front of his teacher.
"Teacher, I heard that the medicine-haired puppets in Bianjing City are particularly beautiful. Now that we have gunpowder, can you show one to me?"
"Little bastard, what are you thinking? Gunpowder and gunpowder are different. If the formula is even slightly different, the power may change a lot. The gunpowder in the drug-haired puppet cannot hurt people, but if the formula is slightly changed, Add a few more doses and it's a completely different story."
"What's the difference? Could you please tell me, teacher?"
"Well, since you want to see it, I'll show it to you."
As he spoke, he led a group of students out, and with the cooperation of the craftsmen, used a simple trebuchet to throw out a huge gunpowder bag.
The gunpowder bag made no movement at first, which disappointed the onlookers and Mr. Boya. Even Cleitas in the distance was a little confused.
However, just as Cleitas turned around, a loud noise came from behind, and the ground trembled. The smell in the sky made him feel dangerous.
When he pulled out his sword and turned back to look, he saw fire filling the sky in the distance and smoke rising.
Several surrounding trees had been torn into piles of sawdust.
Only Li Ning's laughing voice sounded so different.
"The New Year's fireworks show is over. I wish everyone a happy New Year!"
