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Tang Zhaozong had not seen wind and rain, but the war scene on the Magyar Plain still frightened him.

What Tang Zhaozong didn't expect was that Tang Zhangwei, who had always advocated appeasing those European provinces of the Tang Dynasty, actually started a large-scale battle this time.

The cavalry of the Magyars was not so easy to deal with.

These Magyars had bows and arrows, heavy armor, spears, and even muskets sold to them by arms dealers in the Tang Dynasty.

However, that Tang Zhangwei still did not hesitate to fight them, and from the beginning of the war, he concentrated his absolutely superior forces, and he ordered his army to completely annihilate this rebellious Magyar army.

When a thousand artillery pieces began to sound, the entire battlefield was filled with gunsmoke, and the barrels in the hands of those Tang soldiers began to turn red, but Tang Zhangwei didn't

But the loveliest thing is to hunt in the chestnut forest in autumn. The birds there are all very good birds, because you eat grapes on weekdays, and you don't have to bring food when you go out, because the local farmers are proud to have guests. After a while, Han Milk fell asleep.

I saw the town and the hill and the castle above it, surrounded by mountains, like a cup, with some brown peaks behind it, and a little green on the slopes. The town did not go to the cold land where the road was as hard as iron, where the weather was sunny, cold and dry, and the snow was dry like powder, and there were footprints of hares on the snow, and the croppers took off their hats and called out to the lord when they saw you. Unfortunately, the places where Han Milk went were all smoky cafes, and at night, the room was spinning and you had to keep an eye on the wall to stop the house from spinning. Lying drunk in bed at night, realizing that everything in life is like this, waking up with a strange excitement, I don't know who I'm sleeping with, in the dark, the world seems unreal, and it's so exciting, so you have to pretend to be stupid and confused, thinking that this is everything, everything, heaven and earth. Sometimes, all of a sudden, you wake up from your sleep in such a mood that when the morning comes, everything disappears, and you are struck by a sharp, harsh, clear reality, and sometimes even arguing that the price is too expensive. Sometimes I wake up in the morning with a pleasant, sweet, warm heart, and have breakfast and lunch together. Sometimes there is no pleasure at all, and there is a hurry to go out of the street early, when a wide new road is being built, winding up the hill and then zigzag to the bridge over the river. As soon as the road is repaired, the general attack will begin. The new trail descends through the forest and descends with a sharp turn. The arrangement was that the attacking troops made full use of this new road, with many marble busts on the side of the empty carts and carriages on the way back. Even on the porch outside the office, there are rows of statues. These statues have the complete quality of marble and look the same. Carving this thing has always been boring for Han Milk - but there is some truth to the bronze statue. The river was turbid and mixed with snow, and it flowed between the bridge piles. The car drove along the road on the plains and took the wounded to the two hospitals. When I went back, I was driven by Han Milk, and the empty car was driving fast, and I had to rush back to find the soldier who had been to Pittsburgh. The first thing they encountered was the group of soldiers, who were now walking hotter and slower; Then there are the stragglers. We bring a bottle of Capri white wine in a silver bucket full of ice cubes, you can hear the sound of ice cubes hitting the bucket in the hallway, Xiao Lang knocks on the door, and Han Milk says please leave it outside the door. Because the Korean milk is naked, because the weather is too hot; The window is open, the swallows fly over the roofs of the houses, and then it gets dark, and you go to the window, and a few very small bats are looking for something to eat on the roof, flying low against the treetops, and the Korean milks drink capri, the doors are locked, and the weather is covered with only a single quilt

After the mainland passed the procession of donkeys, the road was empty. The Hans climbed over some hills and drove along the shoulder of a long hill into a river valley. There are trees on both sides of the road, and from a row of trees on the right, Han Milk can see the river, and the river is clear, rapid and shallow. The river is very low, and there are patches of sand and pebble beach in the river, and there is a narrow pool of clear water in the middle, and sometimes the river overflows on the cobblestone riverbed, which is crystal shining. Approaching the riverbank, Han Milk saw several deep pools, and the water was as blue as the sky. There are several arched stone bridges over the river, which is where the main road begins with some trails; The Han grandmothers passed by the farmer's stone house, the branches of several pear trees stuck to the south-facing wall of the house, and the fields were built with low stone walls. The road circled in the valley for a long time, and then the Han milks turned around and began to climb the mountain again. The mountain path is steep, sometimes up and down the other, through the chestnut forest, into the flat land, and finally along a ridge. Walking through the trees, Han Milk looked down at the sun-shining river under the mountain in the distance, which separated the enemy Han Milk. Walking along the rugged Xinjun Road, along the peak of the ridge, Han Milk looked north, and saw two mountain ranges, green and black, up to the snow line, which was snow-white, and the sun was bright and lovely. Then, the road winds along the ridge, and Han Milk saw the third mountain range, which was a higher snow-capped mountain, which looked pink and white, with folds, forming all kinds of strange planes, and then saw that there were many peaks behind these high mountains, and I didn't know if it was true or not.

The weather was as warm as spring, and Han Milk walked in the alley in the shade of trees, her whole body warmed by the sunlight reflected on the wall; It turned out that the Korean milkmen still lived in the old house; The house doesn't look much different from when Milk Han left. The door was open, and a soldier was sitting on a bench outside basking in the sun, while an ambulance was parked in the doorway, and as soon as Han Milk stepped through the door, she smelled the marble floor and the smell of the hospital. The scenery is the same as before, except that spring has arrived. Han Milk looked into the door of the large room

Tang Zhaozong said to Empress He: "You see, on the opposite mountain, those Tang Zhangwei's army are avenging us. ”

It is true that Tang Zhangwei's army is attacking those Magyar cavalry, but in this case, Empress He, a pregnant woman, is very dangerous.

However, Tang Zhaozong refuted the objections of those people, and for those opinions of the imperial doctors, Tang Zhaozong called them pedantic.

Tang Zhaozong said maliciously: "Think about it, when those armies were firing artillery, we were watching Tang Zhangwei's army attack the enemy, how comfortable our days were. After speaking, Tang Zhaozong poured himself another glass of wine.

Empress He looked at Tang Zhaozong with a big belly and tears in her eyes.

(End of chapter)

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