"Marquis Wusheng is dead?

Outside Sanxi City, in a large tent in the Yunguo military camp that stretched for several miles, a middle-aged man lost his voice when he saw the content of the letterhead in his hand.

This person is the commander of the western army of Izumo Province.

It took more than half a month for Great Xia to retreat before Yun Guo received the news.

When Marquis Wu Sheng died, Yun Guo still had no news. But the matter of the withdrawal of the army in Great Xia could not be hidden.

Zhu Wuzhen's face is uncertain, now that Great Xia has retreated, without Great Xia, I am afraid that it will be a little troublesome for Yunguo to send troops this time.

If it is said that the Yun Kingdom is united in its heart, it will be dispatched to dispatch elite soldiers and strong generals, and there will be a fight in the current situation of Dayao.

But those people in the court, it makes people feel chilling when they think about it.

If the skin does not have hair, it will be attached, and they do not understand such a simple and simple truth.

But for them, internal struggles and their own petty calculations are obviously more important than external threats.

It was good that Da Xia had involved Da Yao's energy before, but now that Da Xia is gone, he also has the idea of retiring from the army.

Then he saw the second letterhead, and then his face changed greatly, first he was angry, and slapped his palm on the table, only to see a palm-shaped hole appear on the table, and the original position under the palm had been turned into wood powder and sprinkled.

After half a ring, his anger dissipated, and he smiled bitterly.

In this case, he even told himself that he couldn't return, isn't this a clear blame for Da Xia?

I don't know which adults in the court or which adults have collected how much money from Daxia can make such a decision.

Could it be that they really thought that without Great Xia, their 180,000 Zhenxi Army alone plus those miscellaneous soldiers would be able to stop Da Yao?

It's a joke.

The only hope is that Chen Guo can send troops as soon as possible, as stated on the letterhead.

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As soon as Empress Ren and her entourage arrived in Liao Chengtian, it began to rain, and it rained for three days.

In the past three days, Ren Baqian and the empress have a small wine glass in the room, sitting in a daze.

"It's the rainy season?" asked Ren Baqian, playing with the wine glass in his hand.

"Almost. The empress replied casually.

According to the season, it is the rainy season from now until September, and the rest of the time is the dry season.

There are no four seasons all year round. In Dayao, there are only two seasons, the rainy season and the dry season.

Liaocheng is more northern, and the rainy season comes a little later.

"In the Huangmei season, it rains at home, and frogs are everywhere in the grass pond" Ren Baqian looked at the drizzle outside the window, racking his brains to come up with a poem.

"Not bad!" said the empress lightly.

She didn't know much about poetry, but it sounded pretty good.

"There's even better!" Ren Baqian immediately laughed.

"Tell me about it. The Empress was interested.

"Heavy rain, you are all water! Horses, with four legs............!"

Syllable!

The empress picked up the chopsticks in her hand, and a piece of meat on the plate was pasted on Ren Baqian's face.

"Thank you, Your Majesty for the reward!" Ren Baqian smiled, stuffed the piece of meat into his mouth, and wiped his face with a rag.

The empress ignored him, drank a glass of wine, and threw a piece of chocolate in her mouth.

Drinking with chocolate is also more creative.

However, Ren Baqian remembered a kind of "wine chocolate" that he had eaten when he was a child, and he thought the empress would like it very much.

After staying in Liaocheng for three days, the weather finally cleared, and everyone hit the road again.

It had just rained, and I couldn't get up fast when I stepped on the dirt road.

And it was only a day before it rained heavily.

Ren Baqian mixed up with the empress's Luan, so as not to pour a soup chicken.

In fact, there are two ox carts loaded with some food and daily necessities, as well as Lin Qiaole, who didn't wake up after getting on the car, but the important thing is not which car, but who is in the car.

Listening to the sound of raindrops hitting Jinluan, Ren Baqian reworked his old business and told the empress about "A Chinese Ghost Story"

"The story starts with a heavy rain, Ning Caichen, who was about to go to Guobei County to collect his debts, encountered a torrential rain and hid in the legendary Lanruo Temple......"

"Ning Caichen? The empress was a little familiar with the name.

"His Majesty was there when he celebrated his birthday...... Later, I came once and sent a person. ”

"Oh! It's him!Go on!" The empress thought it was the story that happened to Ning Caichen, and she didn't think much about it.

"It's just the same name, it's not something he has personally experienced. "Ren Baqian came out, otherwise when Yan Chixia, the tree demon grandma, and the old demon of Montenegro appeared one after another, I am afraid that the empress will be confused.

Next, everyone was walking in the mud, and Ren Baqian was in Luanjia to tell the empress "Liao Zhai".

Outside, sometimes the wheels got stuck in the mud, and a guard could lift the cart out with a single lift of his hand, but it would not delay the journey. However, the speed is inevitably much lower.

"It's hard to walk!" In his free time, Ren Baqian, who had just finished talking about "Painted Skin", sighed in the car.

It's a tough one.

When I came, it was not yet the rainy season, and I didn't feel much trouble walking. But when I walked back this time, this kind of road was simply a sin, and it was all muddy when I stepped on it.

The guards outside were like balls of mud.

"That kind of cement can be used to build roads, right?" asked the empress as she looked down the muddy road outside.

"If you want to get rich, you must first build roads. It's time to build the road first, and you can use cement to build the road. Ren Baqian also looked at the road outside and said.

"That's fine. ”

"Fortunately, Great Xia didn't attack at this time, otherwise our marching speed would have been reduced a lot. Ren Baqian smiled and said.

"In the rainy season, the bowstring of the Great Summer will not be used. The empress explained.

Ren Baqian reacted at this time, the bowstring at this time was mainly animal tendons, and it was soft when it was soaked in water. Even if it is not blistered, in such a humid environment, it will not take long for the bowstring to soften.

It seems that Great Xia deliberately attacked some time ago.

"However, it takes a lot of manpower and material resources to build roads, and the next thing is to look at the Northeast Metropolitan Protectorate. Ren Baqian thought for a while and said.

In this world, there are no machines, no cars, all of them are done by manpower, and transportation is carried by horned oxen and people.

To build a road, the amount of labor required is a lot.

In ancient times, the earth used Ding Servitude. Da Yao didn't have a servant, so he had to find a way to solve the problem of labor by himself.

It was impossible to wage labor, the Dayao Imperial Court could not afford it, and there were not so many Gu people to do it.

The idea hit Yun Guo's head.

"When I arrived, tell Zidong to come and catch more alive. The empress said on her forehead.

"What an army of 400,000. Ren Baqian reminded the empress.

"The 400,000 army of the Yun Kingdom is not as good as the 200,000 army of Great Xia. If there is anything commendable, it is that the armament of the Cloud Kingdom is good. But no matter how good the ordnance is, it has to be used. The empress said softly.

"The recruits will be two months ahead of time, but in another month I'll be ready to let them go. ”

Now that Great Xia has been disabled, these 20,000 recruits can be transferred to the Northeast Protectorate first, and then a group of 20,000 recruits can be trained and then charged to the Northern Protectorate.

Now the 180,000 soldiers of Great Xia can't afford to set off too much storm in a short period of time.

"Thanks to your stuff. The empress glanced at Ren Baqian and said. If it weren't for the 8,000 mortars, grenades, binoculars, walkie-talkies, and radios, this war would have been fought.

Mortars and grenades can disrupt the enemy's military formation, binoculars and drones can detect the opponent's situation at any time, and any movement of the opponent's forces can be detected.

The role of walkie-talkie radio is even greater.

All armies can communicate directly, know the situation in various places in a timely manner, transmit orders in real time, and make the movement of various parts more timely and accurate during battle.

It can be said that walkie-talkies, radios, binoculars and drones may not seem as intuitive as mortars and grenades, but they actually produce no less effect than mortars and grenades.

After walking on the muddy road for twenty days, the group saw Arashiki in the distance.

"It's finally back!" Ren Baqian got down from Luan's car, first stretched his waist and moved his muscles and bones, and then climbed onto his horned ox.

After walking for so long, he also misses his students a little.

Now that spring break is over, I don't know how many idiots will be shot because they can't hand in their homework.

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