Chapter 45: The Bonfire by the Yang River

On the other side of the table, Hai Lanzhu was gobbling up, burying her head in dry rice without any image.

Wang Qi looked down at Hai Lanzhu's route map to the Horqin Grassland Tribe.

"I heard what you just said," Hai Lanzhu nibbled on the small meatloaf in her hand, her big eyes blinking, like stars.

"What do you mean?" Wang Qi lowered his head, pointed his fingers along the road map, according to Hai Lanzhu's plan, the mission will go north along the Liao River for more than 300 li, to the Yang River valley in the south of the Horqin grassland, where there is a large swamp, after arriving at the swamp, the mission will directly turn to the northwest, along the Liuhe River north, and then more than 500 li, it will go straight to the Horqin Left Banner, where a large number of Horqin Mongolian tribe herdsmen gathered, and the Horqin royal court is also located here.

"You say, what is the barren land in southern Liaoning? Houjin occupied the land of southern Liaoning, fundamentally speaking, it was the poor skills of the donkey, and he no longer dared to advance half an inch westward! Hai Lanzhu's lips were shiny, and her face was sly: "I know, you are deliberately calming people's hearts!" ”

Wang Qi's gaze moved away from the map, looked at Hai Lanzhu, and said with a smile: "You are half right. ”

"Huh?" Hai Lanzhu frowned slightly: "Half? ”

"It's right to calm people's hearts," Wang Qi grinned, with a touch of contempt: "Captain Bendu looks down on Hou Jinzhen, and it is true that he is poor in donkey skills, and it is true that he does not dare to go west!" ”

"Then I ask the general, who do you look up to?" Hai Lanzhu tilted her head, slightly puzzled: "The emperor of the Ming Dynasty? ”

"Hey," Wang Qi didn't answer Hai Lanzhu's words, but slowly rolled up the map on the table: "It's time to go, girl." ”

Looking at the back of Wang Qi leaving, Hai Lanzhu secretly made a grimace: "Arrogant guy!" ”

Half an hour later, at the gate of Zhenjing Fort.

"The last general will lead the town of Jingbao up and down, send off my lord! I wish you success and make new contributions! Zhang Ju led a group of generals to send Wang Qi off at the gate of Zhenjing Fort.

"Please go back, I hope that when I return from Horqin, you will wait for us again!" Wang Qi sat on horseback and smiled, the vast grassland, the breeze gradually rose, blowing up the long hair of Wang Qi's sideburns.

Hai Lanzhu, who was riding a horse and following Wang Qi, turned his head to look at Wang Qi's side face, and was a little distracted for a while, what kind of look and sky was it, Hai Lanzhu always thought that only the grassland could emerge warriors and heroes, but now looking at Wang Qi beside him, Hai Lanzhu was also a little in a trance.

"Let's go! All the way to the north, out of Wuniang Pass, into the grassland! Wang Qi didn't have the melancholy and nostalgia of his daughter's family, and after bidding farewell to everyone in Zhenjingbao, he turned his horse's head and led his subordinates to the north, the vast grassland.

Flags fluttering, galloping horses.

"You say, is this Wang Duwei like a person?" Zhang Ju stood at the gate of the town fort and asked his lieutenant.

"Like a person?" The deputy general looked at the back of Wang Qi leading the delegation away, and felt a little familiar in a trance.

Zhang Ju let out a long sigh: "At such an age, there is such courage and planning, which is not inferior to the Marquis of Dingyuan back then!" ”

"Shhh...... Ban Dingyuan! The adjutant smacked his lips: "Otherwise, how could the saint say that Wang Duwei descended martial arts for the sky?" ”

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Out of Zhenjing Fort, there is an endless grassland.

In his previous life, Wang Qi had been to the grassland, and he had also ridden a horse to feel the feeling of vastness and vastness when the wind swept across the vast grassland.

But now that the horse is riding into the meadow, there is a sense of loneliness.

Except for the goshawks that swept through the air from time to time, on the whole road, there were no smoked cattle and sheep in front of them, and no people were seen on the way home, only their own mission of nearly 100 people marched in the green grassland that did not cross the horse's hooves.

Although the whole mission team is small, but on the march, it is still in accordance with the unified marching regulations of the Ming Dynasty, the forward explores the way, the Chinese army escorts, and the rear guards are scattered around to constantly patrol, and the flag on behalf of the Ming Dynasty is whining in the wind, and the whole army is silent and firm to march forward, except for the inspection scouts who alternate back and forth for half an hour, there is no other action.

Along the way, Hai Lanzhu almost couldn't endure the torture of loneliness and silence, and wanted to talk to Wang Qi several times, but after seeing his calm and unwavering gaze sideways, Hai Lanzhu didn't dare to open her mouth again.

I don't know why, Hai Lanzhu, who prides herself on not being afraid of heaven and earth, is the most beautiful in the world after meeting Wang Qi, every time she sees him, she unconsciously wants to get close to him, obey him, hear his voice, see his appearance, and the whole body can't help but burn.

"How did you become so cheap!"

Every time she thought of this, Hai Lanzhu almost bit her lips.

Finally, after traveling more than 200 miles, before dark, the team finally arrived at the boundary where the Liao River and the Yang River meet, where the pastures are more abundant than other places, and there are many wild cattle, sheep, camels, horses, and beasts that come here to drink.

"Set up camp here tonight!" Wang Qi gave an order: "Divide all the scouts into three teams and patrol in shifts at night!" ”

Among the soldiers led by Wang Qi, there are several good soldiers on the grassland, and it didn't take long for six white tents to rise more than 100 meters away from the Yanghe River, one of which is located in the center, and the other five tents surround it, and on the outside is a simple fortification surrounded by war horses and horse rejection fences.

It was dark, the temperature on the grassland had plummeted, and in the makeshift camp, several military men had already begun to organize dinner, while several bonfires were raised, and the smoke from the flames slowly drifted towards the distance.

At this time, the flow of the Yang River has begun to rise, and the sound of gurgling water comes into the ears from a hundred meters away, and flows into the river to the south.

"Aren't you afraid that the steppe tribe will find out about such a big move?" In the big tent, Hai Lanzhu sat opposite Wang Qi, with a blazing fire in the middle, and the cheeks of the Horqin beauties were red.

"Isn't this grassland under the control of your Horqin royal court? If someone comes, you should be happy," Wang Qi copied a book in his hand, looking at it with relish.

"You're alone in the grassland, aren't you worried at all?" Hai Lanzhu really didn't understand, even though Wang Qi had an unparalleled talent, but there was a tribe that didn't know the enemy in front of him, and there was no reinforcement behind him, all the way around, this person didn't have a trace of chaos and confusion in Xiaolu.

"Behind me is Da Ming, what do I have to worry about? Why do you want to oppose my Ming Dynasty? Wang Qi flipped through the book with his fingers and said casually.

"What if we are one step too late, and Huang Taiji has already negotiated with the royal court?" Hai Lanzhu subconsciously thought about Wang Qi.

"It's okay," Wang Qi finally raised his head, his resolute eyes full of confidence: "I believe that your Wang Khan of Horqin is a person who understands current affairs!" ”