Chu Qing didn't want Lin Hai to push him any further and affect his father's majestic image in his heart.
Is this to go out and kill the enemy, or to make a fortune?
Chu Qing, who was very disappointed, told Lin Kui, who couldn't stop talking as soon as he came out of confinement, to stop talking about his father and continue talking about how an army of more than 100,000 people dug dry latrines.
Lin Kui was originally a very taciturn person, but as soon as he came out of confinement, his mouth was like a borrowed one, and he couldn't stop talking.
Not only Lin Kui, many old soldiers have this problem. After leaving seclusion, they talk more and smile more on their faces.
Especially after he had just killed Liang Thief, blood was splattered all over him. When he stood there, the old soldier closed his eyes and let out a long breath as if he had entered the sage's time. His expression was as if he was suddenly satisfied with the world. All desires.
In the battle formation just now, only the old soldiers and new soldiers were rushing to kill, while the bodyguards and guards were guarding the supplies.
Chu Qing looked back and found that after a fight, many people had changed, especially the new soldiers.
The battlefield is indeed the best school. The worries on the faces of the new soldiers on horseback have slowly dissipated.
The new pawns transformed into 30% new old pawns, and the old pawns seemed like fishes returning to the ocean. The only ones that remained unchanged were the two brothers of the Fu family.
Fu Yongkang and Fu Baobao were riding on horses, and they were betting on how many people would survive when they returned to the customs.
Originally, they should have been scolded. Guess this kind of thing is too unlucky. If they go to the line, it is not an exaggeration to say that it will shake the morale of the army.
The problem is that both of them guess that the other will definitely die. The first one says that the second one will die within half a month, and the second one is even more ruthless, saying that the first one will die tomorrow!
They were all involved, and no one was embarrassed to criticize them.
More than 700 people and more than 1,000 horses wandered on the prairie that seemed to be a deserted land but was actually full of dangers.
At noon, on the open grassland, it feels like being in a furnace.
The veteran took out a yellow and green hat and cloak from the bag. Chu Qing was shocked. He didn't expect that this thing also had the effect of camouflage.
These sun-shading hats and cloaks are very wide and connected together. They can not only cover the head, but also cover half of the body of the war horse. They are made of tattered cotton cloth. They are very thin and should be smeared with some plants. Juice mixed paint.
After Chu Qing took it with him, he felt a bit like a faded Squirtle.
Grassland is called grassland, which does not mean it is all green grass. There are also many deserts.
Just like experts are called experts, it does not mean that they are all scholars. There are also many called beasts.
There are two completely different ecological environments on the grassland. One of them is the desert grassland, which is a xerophytic type in the grassland. Desertification caused by climate and other reasons. As far as the eye can see, it is all yellow sand, with a few xerophytes. The crooked pestle lay half dead on the ground.
In fact, there are also hillsides on the grassland, which may be large or small, high or short.
As the march approached nightfall, Tan Ma found a hillside with a relatively wide view. Everyone began to take a short rest to replenish their physical strength and food.
The stars were brilliant, the bright moonlight shone on the grassland, the sky and the earth were quiet, and the evening breeze blew gently, making it particularly pleasant.
No fire was allowed at night. Chu Qing ate dry naan bread, drank a mouthful of water, lay on the slightly hot sand, and looked at the stars in the sky.
Originally, Chu Qing still yearned for the grassland.
The vast and boundless prairie is like a giant green carpet woven by God himself. Walking barefoot on the grass, the soft and elastic grass gently scratches the soles of the feet, where the earth and the sky, green and blue, meet. , cattle and sheep chase each other, and there is a scene where "the wind blows the grass and the cattle and sheep are seen" everywhere.
Only now did he realize that wasteland, wasteland, wasteland, rushing, rushing, rushing, was boring.
"Brother-in-law."
The eldest uncle grabbed the water bag and lay next to Chu Qing, showing a big smile.
"There is no such scenery in Guanzhong. Brother Yu wants to compose a poem at this time."
"Oh." Chu Qing smiled politely: "Can you stay away from me?"
Tao Shaozhang tilted his head: "Are you afraid that Brother Yu's literary talents will surpass yours?"
Chu Qing was embarrassed to say anything.
In the battle of Naichibe, it was a fire attack and a sneak attack. In fact, he had expected that he would suffer battle losses. He could accept the loss of two noble family members and an old pawn.
But there is a detail issue. The old soldier who died in the battle was next to Tao Shaozhang at the time.
How come the old soldiers in other places were okay? Why did the old soldiers who were close to Tao Shaozhang unfortunately die in battle?
Chu Qing finally understood why Old Tao didn't want to see Xiao Tao. No wonder his mother was beaten, his father was beaten, and his sister was hugged to death. This guy must have an aura of bad luck, and if you are close to him, nothing good will happen.
Naturally, Tao Shaozhang didn't know what Chu Qing was thinking, so he leaned on his arms and said "ahhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhh" on his arms, and started to think about it.
"The strong wind wraps the sand, the sun sets, the sword is raised and the flying horse rides to the end of the world. The general's blood is unknown in the pass, and the hero's soul is buried in the bones and drifts away with the wind."
After finishing reciting, Tao Shaozhang looked at Chu Qing and said with great satisfaction: "How about this impromptu poem, Brother Yu?"
Chu Qing: "Who is Xie Yang?"
Tao Shaozhang: "Huh?"
Chu Qing didn't say anything, and Tao Shaozhang, who was idle, said jokingly: "Brother-in-law, how about he compose an impromptu poem too?"
Fu San, who was squatting next to him, began to cheer: "Mr. Tao, you are asking for humiliation. Who doesn't know that my young master is very talented in literature, and he is known as a double genius in Qianqi Camp. One of these talents is poetry, and the other is poetry." An... He is in charge of the country and the dynasty, and he is full of passion to protect the people."
Chu Qing: "..."
Many new members of the aristocratic family also looked over, and it was difficult to associate the words "excellent literary talent" with Chu Qing, who would immediately bully him if he disagreed.
Seeing so many people looking at him, Chu Qing prepared to pretend a little.
As a result, since I made my debut, I rarely plagiarized poems. The more I thought about it, the less I could remember it. I could think of a poem or a half, but it didn’t suit the situation.
Prairie, prairie, prairie…
"I'm the craziest in Qingqing Prairie." Chu Qing sneered: "Am I DJ Feiyangyang?"
Tao Shaozhang looked confused: "What is this?"
"Don't worry about what it is, just ask if it matches the rhyme."
Fusan clapped his hands: "Come together!"
Tao Shaozhang sighed: "My brother-in-law's literary talent seems to be inferior to that of Brother Yu."
A group of aristocratic family members had expressions on their faces that said, "Sure enough, that's true."
Chu Qing yawned: "The grass on the Lili Plain dries up and grows every year. Wildfires cannot burn it out, but it grows again when the spring breeze blows."
Tao Shaozhang was stunned, and many members of the aristocratic family began to repeat it over and over again, with expressions of astonishment on their faces.
Chu Qing laughed and was just about to say a few more words to pretend to be a cup, when the sentry Ertong suddenly ran up and shouted hoarsely.
"Sir, General Lin, thirty miles away, the enemy is ahead, with more than two thousand people!"
