As soon as Zhang Xi shouted out the words "gathering soldiers and drums", Zhang Xin immediately turned over from the carriage and sat up, Zhang Xi turned his head to look at Zhang Xin, the two looked at each other, and they both saw a solemn look in each other's eyes. Zhang Xin www.biquge.info once heard Zhang Yi say that because Liangzhou is located in the border fortress, it has been fighting for many years, and it is close to the nomads on the grassland, and no one can say when the nomads on the grassland will come in. From the distant east and west of the Jin Dynasty, as long as the nomads broke the city, it must be the tragic end of Ding Zhuang's slaughter, women and children being taken captive as slaves, so all states, prefectures, and counties have set up a huge drum more than one person high at the school field, this drum is generally not beaten once for several years or even more than ten years, and even has to be maintained by a special person, but once it sounds, it means that there is a city on the eve of the day, as long as the soldiers of the towns and governments who hear the drums, the recruits of the various ministries and all the registered soldiers of the Central Twelve Guards, No matter what the reason, it is necessary to assemble in a stick of incense at the campus without conditions, otherwise the landlord has the right to kill him. This is still a three-way drum, if it is a five-way drum, then in addition to all the registered sergeants, all the disabled and old disarming sergeants in the place must also be assembled, if it is a seven-way drum, then all men over the age of sixteen must be assembled, as for the highest nine-way drum, it means that it has reached the time of death, and there is no distinction between women and children in the city, healthy and disabled, as long as there is still a breath left, they must be armed and ready to die with the enemy!

Zhang Xin was crazy about calculating, the Tubo people just retired last month, the Turks have been at peace with the Tang Dynasty for almost 30 years, and now there is still a group of Turks in the field, there is no reason for the Turks to come and attack suddenly. As for the Tiele people, they were beaten ten years ago and were greatly injured, and now they are still in the **** wound north of the Tianshan Mountains, even if they want to come to make the wind and rain, they are powerless. Zhang Xin thought about it, and looking at the four realms of Liangzhou, he really couldn't think of any other force that could be strong enough to conquer the city. However, although Zhang Xin was puzzled in his heart, he did not hesitate for half a minute in his hand, and quickly took out two horizontal knives from the car, threw one to Zhang Xi, and pinned the other to his belt, jumped out of the carriage, and told Lu Jinshi to pull over and watch the carriage, and he rushed to the school with Zhang Xin quickly.

At this time, the sun had come out of the east, and then in the morning light Zhang Xin saw that the originally empty streets were instantly crowded with fine men, horizontal knives or in their hands, or pinned to their waists, some wearing the same white linen shirts as Zhang Xin, some wearing Tang Army uniforms, and even some wearing leather armor. However, without exception, everyone is wearing thick-soled brown-patterned boots issued by government soldiers.

Just when Zhang Xin was still rushing on the road, Zhao Fenghuo had already arrived at the school with a horizontal knife. Don't look at Zhao Fenghuo who is nearly fifty years old, blind in one eye and with a broken right arm, but he is not slow at all, ordinary young men really can't outrun him, and many young men who rushed over with him were far behind by him. As soon as the three-way drum was beaten, Zhao Fenghuo had already rushed into the school field.

As soon as Zhao Fenghuo rushed into the school field, he saw a handsome young man gently put the drum hammer aside, and walked down the stairs from the high platform where the drum was placed. This young man was about seven feet five inches tall, dressed in silk white, and the corners of his clothes were embroidered with dark green dark lines.

The young man had just stepped down from the high platform, and there were two pretty maidservants waiting on the side, one of whom was holding a copper basin full of water, and the other holding a silk scarf in his hand, the young man first put his hand into the copper basin and cleaned his hands, and then took the silk towel to wipe the water droplets on his hands, and with a wave of his hand, the two maidservants bent down and bowed their heads and retreated.

The young man saw Zhao Fenghuo coming, raised his hand to signal to wait, then turned around and carried his hands on his back, and walked up the steps along the steps of the Dianjiang Terrace, there were only a dozen steps in front of the Dianjiang Stage, if Zhao Fenghuo came to walk, he could step up in three steps at most, but this young man was not in a hurry or slow, and walked along the steps step by step.

Just when this young man walked on the steps in front of the point, the originally empty pointer suddenly came up on the platform, and the two of them worked together to carry a person more than one person long, two feet wide, two feet high jujube wood desk placed on the point platform, this case carving is delicate, at a glance it is from the handwriting of a famous artist. The two little guys just put down the table, and before they retreated, two more little guys came up, one held a silk futon embroidered with gold thread in both hands and put it in front of the table, and the other held a small incense burner in a corner of the table, and took out a handful of incense from his arms, picked out three and inserted them into the incense burner, and lit the incense sticks with a fire sickle and flint before bowing down. Although it was still a few zhang away, but the morning breeze blew and the sandalwood came to his face, Zhao Fenghuo just sniffed lightly and suddenly felt refreshed.

After the four little guys retreated, then four maids came up, three of them were holding a wooden tray, and the last one was holding a wisteria barnacle in his hand, and the four of them walked to the table with small steps, and the three people who held the tray put the size of the teapot on the tray, teacups, washing cups, shabu-shabu cups, etc., one by one in front of the case, in a moment, the originally empty table was full of dazzling tea sets, and there were hundreds of pieces of rough and rough ones, and the tea sets were all made of good purple sand, even though Zhao Fenghuo was a big old man, You can also see the extraordinaryness of this tea set at a glance. After the tea set was set, the maid carrying the barnacle gently lifted the lid of a rather large purple clay pot and poured hot water from the barnacle into the pot. At this time, the young man had already walked to the table, and after the maid filled it with hot water, the four of them bowed lightly, and then bowed down.

The young man walked to the futon, knelt down with his clothes on his clothes, and two handmaidens with extraordinary looks each held a large pu fan more than one person high, standing behind the young man and slowly fanning the wind.

The young man rolled up his sleeves, lifted the lid of a small pot, used a small wooden spoon to dig out a spoonful of tea leaves from it and put it into another vacant purple clay pot, then picked up a large pot with hot water and slowly poured the hot water inside into the clay pot that had just been put into the tea leaves, then put the hot water kettle aside, picked up the clay pot mixed with tea leaves and hot water in his right hand and shook it gently, and then poured the hot water inside on the tea set in front of him, and then opened a small pot and used a small wooden spoon to pick out a spoonful of white powder from it and put it into the teapot, and then picked up the kettle and filled the teapot with hot water.

Only then did he look up at Zhao Fenghuo, "Do you want to taste it?" Authentic pre-rain tea with white sugar from South Vietnam. Oh, by the way, hasn't County Lieutenant Zhao already disarmed and returned to the field? What's the point here? ”

Zhao Fenghuo forcibly suppressed his anger and watched the young man make tea, and said in a sullen voice: "No, you better keep it for yourself!" I'm here to ask, who is going to attack the county seat? ”

"Attacking the county seat?" The young man raised his eyebrows, "The county lieutenant said with a smile, I am in the sea on Thursday, the country is peaceful, how can there be a little thief who is not open-eyed to attack the county seat?" ”

"In that case," Zhao Fenghuo said loudly, "Then why did the Lu County Order beat the drum of gathering soldiers?" If there is no great enemy in this county, those who beat the drum of the army in vain should be beheaded and razed the three tribes! It must be known that as soon as the drum of gathering troops is beaten, the whole county immediately enters a state of combat readiness, and it is necessary to prepare ten-day rations for the army, equipment to defend the city, armor and blades, horses and flags, and dare to ask the county commander, where will these materials be deployed? ”

The county commander unhurriedly poured out a small cup of tea from the teapot and took a sip gently, "Beheading?" Yi tribe? The county lieutenant laughed, as long as it is not a major crime of rebellion, who would dare to behead my Lu family's disciple Liuyang? Yi my clan of Fan Yang Lu? As for rations, clothing and armor, there is no need for it, and the county is beating the drum of gathering troops as a last resort, and I hope that the county lieutenant will take care of one or two. ”

"Bitter?" Zhao Fenghuo gritted his teeth and said, "What's the trouble?" ”