Early in the morning of the second day, Qin Yizhong led 45,000 elite soldiers to Beiyi.

"General Qin, hasn't the King of Zhenbei caught up yet?" Zoniraka turned his head frequently, expecting to see the figure of the king of Zhenbei in his sight.

Qin Yizhong said without changing his face: "This is a tactic!" When Xijon is lightly opposed, our general will arrive in time to annihilate them in one fell swoop! ”

"Makes sense!" Zhuonilaka was overjoyed, and his attention was immediately shifted to the horse he was riding: "I said that your horses in Dayu are really not good, unlike our grassland horses, which are called a fat and strong man who travels thousands of miles a day!" ”

Qin Yizhong saw that he began to boast again, and he didn't want to pay attention to him, so He Yu squeezed forward to take over the conversation, and tried not to let Zhuonilaka have too much time to think about.

The army ran away quickly, and as Zhong Zhuyu expected, Zhuoniraka led them directly past the center of the grassland and came to the camp not far from the mountain of Thumb Mountain.

The forward general of Beiyi is called Kun Yucheng, and he is an old acquaintance with Qin Yizhong, He Yu and others.

He Kun Yucheng is also a well-known number one person in the grassland, if you want to rank the grassland warriors, you can count him with your fingers, but he is such a character, he suffered a lot from Qin Yizhong and He Yu's subordinates back then, and the worst defeat was to lose fifty percent of the soldiers of his tribe, and he was also stolen from the horse, so he was so angry that he didn't get up for more than half a year.

If you say hate, you naturally hate, but when such an opponent becomes a comrade-in-arms, then he sleeps much more peacefully.

When the two sides met, what Qin Yi and the others saw was Kun Yucheng with smiling eyes, but the corners of his mouth were downturned, and his expression was very distorted.

"General Kunyu!" Zhuonilaka enthusiastically stepped forward to introduce: "This is Qin Yizhong, the hussar general of Dayu, and next to him is the military advisor He Yu." Dayu sent out a total of 45,000 elite soldiers this time......"

"Okay, needless to say, I know it all." Kun Yucheng interrupted and arched his hand towards Qin Yizhong: "General Qin and I are also old friends. ”

"General Kunyu hasn't seen you for a long time." Qin Yizhong's rather friendly reply obviously also remembered the battle he won a great victory, and the military horses were really good, and after being transported back to Dayu, the descendants of the Dayu horses were greatly improved.

After saying hello, Kun Yucheng didn't say much nonsense, and asked directly: "How is General Qin going to fight this battle?" ”

"The people of Xijon are good at forging weapons, if they meet the enemy head-on, we will suffer." He Yu took over the conversation and said slowly.

"So?" Kun Yucheng's gaze turned to the literati who he had tried to dig into the wall.

"So we'll have to outwit it." He Yu showed a confident smile: "Let our soldiers repair first tonight, and in the next battle, we will come first." ”

"Then I'll see?"

"General, take a look." He Yu was so polite that he bent down and saluted, and said with a mockery: "The general's Dayu dialect is much better than that of Zhuonilaka. ”

"Aren't you, a Xirong person, very fluent?" Kun Yucheng squinted his eyes and blocked He Yu's dark glow untouched.

He Yu still smiled like a warm spring breeze: "It's He who is abrupt." ”

Qin Yizhong's face was paralyzed, and he watched He Yu's performance without moving, without a trace of fluctuation in his heart, and even wanted to yawn.

It's boring.

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After the king of Zhenbei saw Qin Yizhong leave with the elite soldiers, he returned to the Zhenbei General's Mansion to deal with the affairs of Beiwangcheng, after all, Beiwangcheng had just been recovered, and it was really time-consuming to have a basket of miscellaneous things of all sizes.

Zhong Shuyu was bored, so he took Chunhe and Duyun to patrol the streets.

"You say, since my father is not going to go himself, then why did he take me with him?" Zhong Zhiyu's gaze swept over the few mobile stalls scattered along the street, and asked absentmindedly.

"Xu is worried about the safety of the county lord." Haruwa replied after a little thought.

"But if you are worried about safety, Lin'an City is not safer than here?"

Zhong Zhiyu's eyes fell on a beggar in the corner, the north was already cold, but he was dressed in shabby single clothes, unkempt, only a pair of eyes were fierce, and he was staring greedily at a stall selling baked cakes not far away.

Chunhe and Twilight followed Zhong Shuyu's gaze, and saw that the beggar's body moved, snatched the two baked cakes from the stall with agility that did not match his thin body, and ran away, and soon disappeared in the winding streets, leaving only the owner of the baked cake stall to curse on the spot.

Seeing that Zhong Zhuyu was looking strong, Dusk Yun asked, "County Lord, do you want the slave to chase after you?" ”

"Chasing?" Zhong Zhiyu blinked: "Don't chase it." ”

"The county lord looks at the beggar pitiful?" Chunhe smiled at the corner of his mouth: "The county lord is really kind. ”

“……”

Zhong Shuyu felt that he saw an old mother's relief from this smile, and raised his hand to knock Chunhe's forehead, ready to use this to educate Chunhe: "What do you say?" Do you think that beggar is pitiful? ”

Chunhe covered his head pitifully: "Yes, in this cold winter, the moon is not clothed and hungry, isn't it pitiful?" ”

Zhong Zhiyu hit the place she didn't cover again, pointed to the owner of the baked cake stall and said, "The boss was robbed of two baked cakes, isn't it pitiful?" ”

Chunhe was stunned for a moment, and looked at the owner of the baked cake stall again.

This boss is in the prime of life, his skin is rough, his eyes are covered with deep and shallow fine lines, and his hands are larger than ordinary men's.

"The boss is pitiful, too." Chunhe came to a conclusion, but couldn't help but defend the beggar: "But the boss at least has his own work, and he won't be hungry without two baked cakes, but the beggar may rely on these two baked cakes to survive." ”

"Doesn't he deserve it?" Zhong Zhiyu said coldly: "He has hands and feet, and he is not a weak child, no matter what work he does, he will not be reduced to being a beggar who robs things on the street." ”

"And the boss, the things he worked so hard to make were robbed for no reason, and he was thought to be pitiful by people like you who are not as pitiful as a robber, he really has nowhere to reason."

"The county lord is teaching." Chunhe also felt that his thoughts were biased, so he obediently responded and asked, "Then why didn't the county lord let Twilight chase after him?" ”

"That's naturally because someone is in charge." Zhong Zhiyu took a step forward and walked forward: "Although there are many disadvantages in Beiwangcheng, if it is well governed, it will be a merit that can be eaten for several years in the official career, and Fu Zhengwei will not let go of this piece of bright meat in vain." ”

The three of them turned another street, and really saw that the Tianzi army pressed the beggar and walked towards the yamen, while shouting: "General Fuguo takes over Beiwang City, and those who violate the law and discipline will be punished according to the law!" It seemed that he was afraid that the onlookers would not hear.

"The auxiliary generals are really good at grabbing credit." Chunhe pouted and whispered: "It's obviously our prince who really handles affairs." ”

"Don't worry." Zhong Xianyu said with a smile: "Some people can only see this piece of meat, but they can't see a pig jumping around behind them. We don't want meat, we want a whole pig. ”

"Still, I seem to know why Daddy brought me with him." Zhong Zhiyu looked at the broken tiles in a corner, and the thoughts in his mind turned a thousand times. For a while, I thought of Princess Ning and the wine prince who were pleasing to me, and then I thought of the death of my mother, and then I thought of King Qi who was wearing small shoes by my father after being unkind to him, and after a while, he spit out a breath of turbidity: "Although this Beiwang City looks dilapidated, it is indeed much safer than Lin'an City." ”