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The messy wheat fields in the east and west outside the Wubao have finally had a harvest this year without any surprise.

Although the harvest was not very good; Although most of them need to be handed over to the dock master Li family, and the rest of his own grain is only enough to survive the winter. However, none of the people had any objection to this, because the grain handed over was not taken by the Li family.

The Northern Yan Kingdom, after all, is still the master of the Youzhou territory, and symbolic taxes and food are indispensable.

There are also a few northernmost small dock forts that are emitting black smoke at the moment, and they also need food relief.

Because they are this piece of Beigou Plain, it is used as the cusp of the forward warning. When the black smoke rose, the people of Zhubao Dock rushed to their own dock with their lives!

But everything that is left alone, or taken captive or killed, depends on the Hu people's own preferences.

And all the elite dock guards in the dock have climbed to the top of the wall, ready to defend it. The dock is strong, and they all have to stop what they are doing, stand by the wall, and distribute weapons at any time to prepare for battle.

"Father, everything in the dock is as usual, and there is no difference!"

A young man in his early twenties, with a young face that still retains a childishness, but has a sparse mustache, is now clasping his fists at Li Ding.

"Well, thank you for your hard work, Ping'er."

Li Ding, who was dressed in armor, did not dare to continue to hold up at the moment, and climbed high on the watchtower alone to look into the distance, the reason is very simple.

The Han people in the North, no matter how they seem to be in power, in the eyes of the Hu people, they are just inferior figures. And the so-called Wubao, if you really have the heart to clean it up, let alone the orthodox regime of Northern Yan; Even further north, the Rouran people, who have not risen for a long time, are enough to raze more than 30 dock forts of all sizes in Beigou Plains to the ground!

Speaking of which, the reason why Beiyan would let Wubao exist may also be to serve as a bridgehead to warn the Rouran people, right?

Li Dingzheng was in a trance, and a slightly hoarse child's voice suddenly sounded on the side.

"Father, these Rouran people are just following the rules to fight a grass valley, why do you need to fight like this? If the irregular army is pressing, a little ranger will not be able to help me Li Jiawu! ”

Everyone followed the prestige, but it was Li Tan, the youngest son who was very favored by Li Ding.

Li Ding is still in the prime of the Spring and Autumn Period, and it is too early to say who will succeed him. But for all the people in the dock, only the strongest successor can keep them safe.

The eldest son, Li Ping, is calm and careful, young and old; The third son, Li Tan, is talented and energetic; It can be said that each has its own merits, and all of them are worthy of continued observation.

Only the second son, Li Cheng, is weak and mediocre. Although I went out three years ago and almost got into danger, and finally there seemed to be signs of exertion after returning, this kind of thing like practicing martial arts, after all, missing the golden age is a dilemma of half the effort.

However, the second son recruited two generals from nowhere, looking at his posture and posture, as well as his drill etiquette, like a talent, but I don't know if it is a silver gun wax head, and it is useless.

Observing the left and right generals, Zuo was slightly commotion, and Li Ding didn't know what these subordinates were thinking?

It's just that it's too early to keep a thought in mind and let everyone work hard is also a benefit.

"Tan'er, don't be arrogant! You must know that we and other martial artists are the most jealous of the masters. Although this Rouran people have not been rising for a long time, it is precisely because of this that this clan has a sharp spirit like a young calf. ”

Li Ding seemed to scold, but in fact, none of the words were heavy.

"And Beiyan has been established for 80 years. The brutality and bloodiness of the Xianbei people back then are now gradually cooling down in singing and dancing wine. All the conquests are just for the sake of stabilizing themselves, and they will definitely not set off internal turmoil at will. Therefore, in the eyes of our dock forts, the calamity of softness is far better than Xianbei. ”

Li Ding looked outside the dock door, busy transporting bags of grain, including horse materials, to the dock people in the open space in front of him as soon as possible, groaned for a while, and asked:

"Xianbei Yuwei is still here, and the Rouran clan is rising, do you think that I have 100,000 people in Beigou Yuan, how can I stand between the two powerhouses in the future?"

In the direction of Li Ding's right hand, except for Li Yi, who has been bowing his head slightly, as if everything has nothing to do with him, there are two other people, both of whom are middle-aged and fierce generals, and they are also the other two county soldiers that Li Ding leans on as his left and right hand.

Older, with slightly white sideburns, his name is Ye He, and it is said that he fled from Liaodong County; The other is named Mao Pinghua, but he is a native of Beigou Yuan.

Ye He and Mao Pinghua glanced at each other, and they looked at their noses and hearts in tacit understanding.

The two have followed Li Ding for many years, and if they can't even see Li Ding's intentions to take the school entrance examination, then they really have lived for such a long time in vain.

Li Tan is conceited, but he is not brainless, otherwise with Li Ding's shrewdness, he would not be so favoritial.

Glancing at the expressionless eldest brother, and passing over the second brother who was completely outside the divine object, Li Tan frowned for a moment, and then organized his words:

"Father, the child thinks that when our Li, Han, and Wen families take the lead, unite the twenty-six Beigou Yuanwu Forts, and advance and retreat together, no matter whether they are Xianbei or Rouran, they will not dare to act rashly!"

Li Ding gave a noncommittal "um" and did not comment; It's just that in my heart, I have long been satisfied.

The Li family and the Wen family have been planning for many years about the union of the three docks. Originally, Li Ding intended to send Li Cheng to the strongest Hanjiawu, also to show his sincerity.

However, the Han family was short-sighted, fearing that the name of the first dock in Beigou Yuan would be snatched away by the Li and Wen families, and their attitude had been ambiguous.

At this time, after thinking about it, Li Ping also said: "Father, the words of the third brother, although they are also reasonable, but the child thinks that the reason why I have been safe in Beigouyuan for many years is precisely because they are scattered, but they are in charge of one side. Whether it is Xianbei or Rouran, there is no threat or benefit, it is better to leave it as a buffer for both sides. ”

Cautiously glanced up, and saw that Li Ding was not unhappy, Li Ping continued: "Therefore, the method of the third brother seems to have strengthened the strength of my Beigou Yuan, but in fact, when the catastrophe comes, it is not a plate of loose sand?" On the contrary, it only increases the fear of the two races, and the gains outweigh the losses. It is better to operate patiently, and strive to use its own strength to counter the Han and Wen families, raise their prestige and maintain their momentum, and think that Xu Tu. ”

Regarding Li Ping's answer, Li Ding is still just a "hmm" thing.

Li Ding didn't understand this truth. The people of Beigou Yuan are all good at fighting, everyone forgets to die, and they are all brave people on the battlefield. But such courage is not for death, but for life!

In order to find a place for life, this is the hard fight.

If the countermeasures of the two are announced to the public at the same time, there must be at least seventy percent of those who support Li Ping.

It's just that Li Ding has his own unwillingness, and his unwillingness is just like this, which seems to be beautiful in the depression, but in fact, as long as Xianbei or Rouran is willing, he can be crushed to death with one finger like an ant!

Quietly suppressing his slightly irritable mood, Li Ding couldn't help but look at Li Cheng for the first time, the son he had never ignored.

The watchtower is narrated, Li Ding still remembers it vividly, maybe this young eagle has finally begun to fly high?

After all, it's my Li Ding's species!

With such complacency, Li Ding asked with a pleasant face: "Cheng'er, what do you think?" ”

"Huh?"

Li Cheng was stunned to respond, and then casually said something that shocked everyone:

"Beigouhara...... Xianbei, Rouran, whichever family wants is which, and the left and right can't resist it, why bother with this? ”