Chapter 2 The ninth year of Wude, on the banks of the Weishui River

It was the morning, the sun was falling from among the branches and leaves, and a group of colorful pheasants were originally foraging in the grass, and when they heard Zhao Chen's footsteps from a distance, they suddenly made a 'clucking' sound, desperately fluttering their wings, and quickly disappeared from view.

Zhao Chen looked at the disappeared group of pheasants from afar, the expression on his face was slightly stunned, and he suddenly opened his mouth and screamed excitedly.

"Ahhh

The pheasant, also known as the pheasant, is alert and timid by nature, generally lives in the hills and fields, and rarely forages far away from the hilly area, let alone in this primeval forest.

And at this moment, Zhao Chen saw this group of pheasants in the forest, which only showed that he was about to walk out of the forest.

Climb to a tree, quickly take out the binoculars, look ahead, look through the dense forest, there is a mountain in sight, the ridge is sparse trees, the more sparse the trees become.

Seeing such a scene, Zhao Chen suddenly trembled with excitement, for a month, for a whole month, he was like a lonely ghost shuttling through the primeval forest. Every day is spent in hopes and disappointments, and I suffer a great deal of physical and psychological suffering, like purgatory.

People are social animals, and if they leave the group, no matter how powerful they are, they will go crazy!

Putting down the binoculars and jumping down from the tree, Zhao Chen took a big step and walked forward, his steps were light, and his body was suddenly full of infinite strength.

Two hours later, Zhao Chen stood at the foot of the mountain with his hands on his knees and gasping for breath. As the so-called Wangshan ran a dead horse, he looked at the road that was not too far from the telescope, and ended up walking for two hours.

At this time, looking at the steep mountain range in front of him, Zhao Chen really had no strength. Seeing that it was still early and the sun was still shining in the sky, Zhao Chen simply leaned on a tree and sat down.

After driving for most of the day, I was already hungry, and I didn't know what the scene was on the other side of the mountain, maybe it was a few farmers, maybe it was a large wilderness. However, Zhao Chen decided not to think about these things first, for the sake of today's plan, it is better to fill his stomach first!

He took out the compressed dry food and water cup in his backpack, and ate it in small bites, his eyes looked at the environment around him from time to time, perhaps because he was already on the edge of the forest, the roar of the beast that lingered in his ears from time to time was long gone, and under his feet was the solid yellow earth, the grass was green, and the fresh smell of wild flowers and wild grasses floated in the air.

Zhao Chen frowned and spit out the hard object in his mouth, blinking at the size of a grain of rice in his hand, a yellow piece of gold, and couldn't help but laugh dumbly.

The gold does not run into the teacup by itself, it only means that there is a gold mine under the spring, and after the gold is washed out by the spring, it happens to be scooped up by him.

Is this God's compensation for him?

Zhao Chen didn't believe in evil and searched for a long time in the water cup, and after confirming that there was only this one, he had to give up. One is one, it's better than nothing!

Then take out your mobile phone, click on the trading platform in the space-time supermarket, the trading platform opens, a scanning box similar to a QR code appears on the screen, and the scanning box is aimed at the gold in your hand.

One hundred and fifty-three!

Zhao Chen snorted, pressed sell without hesitation, pressed the sell button, and the gold in his hand was immediately wrapped by the water pattern, and after three seconds, the gold disappeared along with the water pattern, and the account balance was one hundred and fifty-three yuan more.

After eating and drinking, Zhao Chen stood up and put his backpack on his back, looked at the steep mountain, exhaled deeply, and began to climb towards the top of the mountain.

Beneath the mountain is an endless plain, a wide river that meanders from north to south, across the plain. The plains on both sides of the river have been cut into large fields, and it is late autumn, and the crops in the fields are golden.

Looking along the plain, a majestic city appeared in sight, and because of the distance, only the majestic walls of the city could be seen.

However, Zhao Chen paid no attention to these, and his eyes at this time were attracted by the hundreds of thousands of horses facing each other across the river under the mountains.

Hundreds of thousands of soldiers and horses on both sides are facing each other across the river, and the war horses below are galloping back and forth, on one side are the grassland nomads wearing leather robes and carrying scimitars at their waists, and on the other side are the Central Plains soldiers and horses wearing bright yellow robes and holding spears, a golden wolf head flag and a five-clawed dragon flag, which are erected on both sides of the riverbank.

On a temporary bridge where the two sides confronted each other, a white horse fell in a pool of blood, and dozens of ox carts loaded with goods drove one after another from the temporary bridge to the camp of the nomads on the opposite bank.

Zhao Chen hid his figure in the grass on the mountain, silently paying attention to this scene under the mountain, and his mind was spinning rapidly.

Qinling, Baima, the river, and the hundreds of thousands of horses facing each other across the river, all kinds of information flashed quickly in their minds, and finally an answer suddenly flashed in their minds - the Weishui Alliance.

In August of the ninth year of Wude, just two months after Xuanwu Gate, Li Shimin ascended the throne and became emperor, and the Turks took advantage of the political turmoil of the Central Plains Dynasty to approach Chang'an City with hundreds of thousands of soldiers and horses.

In the end, Li Shimin was forced to lead Fang Xuanling, Gao Shilian and other six horsemen to Weishui, forty miles away from Chang'an, and spoke across the river with the Turkic Jieli Khan, angrily reprimanding Jieli and the Turkic two Khans for breaking the contract, and finally the two sides killed the white horse and re-aligned the alliance, so the Turkic hundreds of thousands of horses retreated.

This is the famous Weishui Alliance!

Thinking of the Weishui Alliance, Zhao Chen suddenly held a telescope and looked at the side of the Tang army camp, wanting to see what kind of person Li Er, the heavenly khan who created the rule of Zhenguan in history.

His gaze crossed over the Tang soldiers one by one, and finally stopped at a man in a bright yellow dragon robe, the man was about thirty years old, and he was heroic and extraordinary.

At this time, surrounded by a group of people, standing silently on a small knoll, his face gloomy, his fists clenched, his eyes looked at the dozens of ox carts full of goods that kept driving towards the Turkic camp, as if he was trying his best to restrain the anger in his heart.

And this person is undoubtedly Tian Khan, Li Er is undoubtedly there!

Zhao Chen remembered that Tang Yulin recorded that this time the Turks went south and were finally able to retreat, and Li Er's 'empty treasury' gave Jieli Khan gold and silver treasures, and the Turks returned with a full load.

It seems that the dozens of fully loaded ox carts are all the belongings of Li Er's treasury, no wonder Li Er has a gloomy face at this time, looking at the dozens of ox carts, his eyes are full of murder!

The king of a country was forced to this by the Turks, no wonder the vitality of the Tang Dynasty had not fully recovered, and Li Er couldn't wait to start conquering the Turks.

For a generation of male lords like Li Er, I'm afraid that this shame is like an invisible whip, as long as the Turk exists for a day, the whip will whip him mercilessly!

Perhaps only the demise of the Turks will wash away today's shame!

Just as Zhao Chen was unscrupulously looking at Li Er through the binoculars, Li Er over there seemed to be a sense, suddenly raised his head and looked at Zhao Chen, even if he was far away, Zhao Chen could still feel the cold murderous aura in Li Er's eyes.

Nima, is this the emperor's eight spirits?

Zhao Chen came into contact with Li Er's angry gaze, put down the telescope in a panic, and couldn't help muttering a sentence in his mouth.

Li Er in history was shaped by the history books into an enlightened and open-minded generation of Ming Jun, but Zhao Chen scoffed at this, Ming Jun is certainly a Ming Jun, but when it comes to being open-minded, it is really not necessarily.

It can only be said that Li Er is a clever politician!

"What is the reason for the thief who is sneakily hiding here?" Just as Zhao Chen was lying in the grass, thinking wildly, a violent cheer came from behind him. As soon as the voice fell, the next moment he was grabbed by the collar by the neck and lifted him out of the grass like a chicken.

"Put... Let go! Cough... I'm not a Turk..."The neck was grabbed, and Zhao Chen rolled his eyes immediately, had difficulty breathing, waved his hands and feet vigorously, and shouted desperately.

"His grandmother's..." The person holding Zhao Chen's neck collar was a seventeen or eighteen-year-old young general, dressed in knee-length leather armor, carrying a steel knife at his waist, holding a bow and crossbow, and his rough and dark face was murderous at this time.

Hearing Zhao Chen's shout, the young general's expression was slightly stunned, and then he spat out a mouthful of foam, and as soon as he let go of his hand, he threw Zhao Chen to the ground.

As the young general let go of Zhao Chen, more than two dozen Tang soldiers suddenly walked out of the surrounding grass, holding bows and crossbows one by one, looking at the crossbow arrows that flashed with cold light, Zhao Chen's face turned white at the moment.

It's a shame that these kills didn't shoot with crossbow arrows as soon as they came up, otherwise he would have been shot to death in no apparent terms, and he would have really died unjustly!

"Say, what are you doing here, you sneaky thing?" Although the young general said that he let go of Zhao Chen, he didn't seem to intend to let Zhao Chen go easily, especially when he saw Zhao Chen's thief eyebrows, he frowned, and scolded loudly with a dark face.

"Big brother, I really died unjustly!" When Zhao Chen heard this, he immediately cried like a mournful examiner: "I finally came out of this deep mountain, and I haven't understood yet, what happened!" ”

"Deep in the mountains?" When the young general heard this, he looked Zhao Chen up and down suspiciously, and saw that Zhao Chen was dressed in tatters, and he really looked like he had suffered a lot.

"That's right!" Zhao Chen nodded vigorously.

At the end of the Sui Dynasty, many people in Guanzhong fled into the mountains to avoid the war. The young general paused slightly, then believed in Zhao Chen's words, and then looked at Zhao Chen and asked suspiciously.

"Just you?"

"That's right!"

"What about the rest of your family?"

"......" Zhao Chen shook his head, looking grief-stricken.

"Forget it, let's go down the mountain with a certain to see Your Majesty!" When the young general saw Zhao Chen's grief-stricken appearance, he thought that Zhao Chen's back pain was due to the death of all his family, so he sighed slightly, beckoned to his companions around him, and walked down the mountain with Zhao Chen as he spoke.

Your Majesty?

When Zhao Chen heard this, he hesitated slightly, and then hurriedly followed the young general behind the school and walked down the mountain, where Li Er was.