Chapter 214: The Descendants of the First Saint Borrow the South Wind
The army of 50,000 King Linhu stood on the north bank of the Yellow River, and King Linhu and Zhao Xing stood at the front of the queue, facing the northwest wind and looking north from afar, waiting for news from the patrol.
The army of 50,000 is now the only elite of King Linhu, and if the army is expanded, then all the men below 40 and over 15 will be dispatched, which shows how miserable King Linhu is now.
"Estimating the days, it should have been prepared, from his royal court here, the cavalry will take 10 days, but he will take the herdsmen and cattle and sheep behind him, and it will take a month at the earliest. In this month, we can burn the entire area north of the meander, and burn a quarantine belt. King Lin Hu introduced to Zhao Xing.
"But we have to hurry, because according to the requirements of the gang, the barrier must be wide enough for the cattle and sheep to starve to death when they cross. According to the speed of cattle and sheep, they can only walk 15 miles a day (week) and do not eat forage for two days, and the cattle and sheep will not be able to walk, and they will starve to death in three days. Therefore, the isolation zone we burned out should be at least 50 miles wide, so let's hurry up. ”
Facing the strong north wind, Zhao Xing squinted his eyes, blocked his forehead with a goose feather fan made not long ago, and continued to look north, still ignoring the king's suggestion.
King Lin Hu really didn't understand why his gang suddenly made such a weird-looking fan. In this autumn, although the northwest wind is not as cold as winter, fans are definitely a superfluous at this time. My own help, this is a lifeless pretend.
As if seeing the king's disdain, Zhao Xing took down the goose feather fan, shook it gently in front of his eyes, and then trembled all over his body, and immediately stopped this kind of self-inflicted guilt. With a smile, he said: "This fan of mine is not for decoration, but for great use, and I will use it to wield it to annihilate the enemy's thousands of troops." ”
King Lin Hu pouted: "Helping each other laugh, a small fan, a half-grown child of Lin Hu people, can tear him apart." If Xiangbang wants to protect himself with this fan, I think it's better to forget it. Your five hundred monarchs are the warriors who really protect you. ”
Speaking of Junqiushi, King Lin Hu envied their equipment, especially the Maden saddle, which made him extremely surprised. Middle-aged people riding on horseback, without explanation, know the great role of these two things. But after asking about the price, King Lin Hu regretted not mentioning this topic again, because he really couldn't afford to equip it.
Fortunately, his own cavalry, who has lived on horseback since childhood, does not make a big difference between equipment and non-equipment. This is the comfort that King Lin Hu has given himself. However, he himself got a set of offerings to help him, and he felt much more comfortable riding on his horse.
Just when the two of them were speechless, a fast horse galloped on the northern horizon, and when they came to the front of the two people, the patrol covered his chest with his fist, like two people saluting: "King Qiqi helps, the Pontus rebels have launched." ”
King Lin Hu immediately asked nervously: "How many troops did the rebels send?" ”
The pale sentry who didn't know whether it was because of the galloping or the north wind reported: "There are 200,000 elite people in the city, no less than 700,000 herdsmen in the back, and cattle and sheep cover half of the grassland." ”
King Lin Hu gasped, and Zhao Xing swayed on his horse, and he now regretted that he didn't take the carriage. If you really just become unstable and fall off the horse, this foreign appearance will be big.
Seeing King Lin Hu looking at him with a pale face, Zhao Xing immediately shook the feather fan in his hand gently, and asked with a calm face: "According to their itinerary, how many days will it take to get here?" ”
The patrol reported: "At their pace, they will be able to reach the river in about twenty days." ”
Zhao Xing squinted his eyes and deliberately chattered, which made all the pale leaders around him nervously look at him pretending to be ghosts.
About a quarter of an hour later, just when everyone's anxious hearts were about to jump out, Zhao Xingmeng opened his eyes: "Yes, enough, our victory, a big victory that can annihilate all the enemies at once, including his clan, is secure." ”
With such a startled shout, the leaders who were all around him were startled, and two of them, who were overly nervous, fell under their horses at once.
King Lin Hu swallowed a mouthful of saliva and asked cautiously: "I don't know what strategy the gang has to block the enemy?" ”
What he said was to block the enemy, not to annihilate the enemy as Zhao Xing said, which was too unreliable in King Lin Hu's heart. As long as he can block the enemy, it is the eternal heaven that absolutely favors him.
Zhao Xing smiled slightly: "As long as the king meets my three conditions, I will not only retreat from the enemy for the king, but annihilate the 200,000 elite army of Pontus for the king, but for the king to annihilate 700,000 herdsmen with the rebels, and annihilate the cattle, sheep and horses of millions of rebels." ”
King Lin Hu looked around and smiled embarrassedly: "Don't take it seriously, Xiang Gang is a literati, of course, of course, be timid, just sleep." ”
Everyone nodded together, because everyone had already decided, and the gang was scared crazy.
At that time, Zhao Xing was furious, and his eyes widened: "I, I am a descendant of the ancient sage, born to save the world, didn't the sage pass some spells to let me defend myself?" ”
This interruption immediately made everyone immediately bow to the ground in fear.
In this era, they believed in ghosts and gods, ancient saints, and they were the originators of the gods. Don't you really say it, if people let a fifty-third grandson come out, they really have to give some mana protection, otherwise in this chaotic world, one will die one by one, then how can it appear that the first saint is mighty?
Seeing that everyone was sincerely afraid, Zhao Xing said firmly at that time: "As long as everyone allows me three things, I will borrow the east wind, no, it is the south wind, we don't have to work hard to meet the enemy, just stand here, I will destroy all the enemies." ”
The rest of the people didn't understand it yet, after all, King Lin Hu was superior in intelligence, and as soon as he heard that he was about to burn the wasteland by borrowing the south wind, he understood what Zhao Xing said at that time.
Thinking about it, he immediately broke out in a cold sweat: "Help, immortals, in that way, it will hurt the sky and Ah." ”
Zhao Xing stared coldly into his eyes and asked, "Hurting Heaven and you don't have the status of the king of Lin Hu, and you have no place to be buried, which one do you choose?" Then he looked at the stammering King Lin Hu and oppressed: "You choose the former, destroy the enemy, continue to implement your ideas and methods, claim the king in the grassland, and compete for hegemony in the world, I will ask the ancestors to borrow me the south wind." If you are afraid of hurting Tianhe, I will pat my ass and leave immediately, who is Lin Hu king, whether he lives or dies, I have nothing to do with it. ”
Under Zhao Xing's cold questioning, King Lin Hu fell into the choice of heaven and man.
Which is more important, one's own power, life and death, or the life and death of the people who were once one's own people? Whether to keep the power from above and not care about the lives of those ant-like slave pariahs, or to let yourself be reduced to a mess of meat under their horses' hooves, and finally to ashes.
It's a choice, a tough one.
But look at Zhao Xing, who is light and breezy, in fact, this choice is very simple.
In the end, he stomped his feet and gritted his teeth: "But with the arrangement of the Xiangbang, don't say three, thirty, as long as the Xiangbang borrows the south wind, I will rely on you."