Luoxia County, Beishan Daying.

The clouds are thick and the sky is low, the four fields are desolate, and the nine-tailed white wolf is hunting and dancing in the whistling north wind.

The Chinese military tent was as warm as spring, not only more than a dozen large braziers were lit, but also a large kettle for cooking meat, a copper stove for warm wine, the mutton on the grill was golden, and the fat dripped on the charcoal fire, making a sizzling sound.

Gongxi Xiaobai sat crookedly on the handsome seat, stepping on the wine jar, holding a roast leg of lamb in his oily hand and preparing to put his mouth down, the white wolf fur was full of wine stains, and there was no trace of the upbringing style that a family should have.

On the cushion closest to his feet, Liu Quzhi sat cross-legged with a long knife of heavy iron in front of his knees. There was a jar of wine and a plate of meat on the small table in front of him, and they were also feasting.

From these two people down, the generals of the Gongxi Iron Cavalry are all thin jackets and light furs, sitting casually, when the wine is hot, the mouth and eyes are crooked, some people even take off only a single coat, open their chests, calling their brothers and brothers.

For a while, the tent was full of people, and the scene was lively.

Such a dissolute skeleton that does not distinguish between dignity and inferiority is almost no different from Rong Di.

It is precisely for this reason that the Gongxi clan has always been criticized by many Great Zhou nobles, regarded as semi-civilized barbarians, and has always been outside the inner circle of the Ganzhou daimyo.

Gongxi Xiaobai turned his head and glanced at Liu Quai, this child has never spoken much, and he is concentrating on dealing with a big bone at this time.

He gnawed very carefully, unwilling to let go of a little bit of muscle, and the big bone was full of tooth marks that had been bitten.

Smiled helplessly, Gongxi Xiaobai said: "Sick slave, where do you say Liu Tugou is happy now?

Hearing Engong's name, Liu Quzhi really took his attention away from the leg of mutton in his hand, and his face showed a look of nostalgia.

"When the son of Gang repels Bai Rong, the sick slave will go to Shuofang to find Engong, as long as Engong is alive, he will definitely go there. ”

"Bai Rong...... Judging from the news sent back by the scouts, the seven surnames of Bai Rong, who have been fighting infighting, have united without electing a new Da Shan Yu, and I am afraid that they will make a big attack as soon as spring begins. ”

Gongxi Xiaobai muttered when he heard this: "It's just that it's not clear whether they are making such a big move, whether it's because of natural disasters or **." If the natural disaster is not enough, if it is caused by the chain of turmoil caused by the instability of the Western Regions, I am afraid that even the entire north will not be peaceful. ”

He turned his head to look at Liu Quzhi again, but found that the child was not listening at all, but was stunned, and his fingers were subconsciously stroking the scabbard of the heavy iron long knife.

The young master of Gongxi was really a little jealous of Second Master Liu, how could he pick up such a loyal sword servant?

He suddenly gloated a little again, and said with a wicked smile: "If there is a change in the Western Regions, the northern grasslands will definitely be killed into a sea of corpses and blood, not only the seven surnames of Bai Rong in Teng, Gan, Liang, and the four states will have abnormal movements, but the three kings of Heidi in the northeast may also jump over the wall in a hurry." ”

Seeing that Liu Qubing was finally willing to turn his head to look at himself, Gongxi Xiaobai said cheerfully: "Liu Tugou chose this time to go to Shuofang to join the army, it is really a fire and a sea of blood to make gold." ”

Liu Quzhi glanced at him and said loudly: "Engong said that since you hold a knife, you will take food and clothing from the knife." How can I grow old and die with the grass and trees!"

There was a sudden silence in the big tent, no one spoke again, and everyone looked towards the commander.

Gongxi Xiaobai Huo Ran stood up and said loudly: "Gongxi clan's sons, have you heard what this kid said?"

His clear voice sounded in the big tent, with a sonorous voice that had gradually been conceived by being in charge of the army in a commanding position.

"My Gongxi clan dominates Xirong, relying on the crotch to get off the horse and the knife in his hand!"

"The armies of Ganzhou are vulnerable, and some people are not willing to stay in Luoxia County and fight with the Bairong people, which is also human nature. But no matter how much the south has promised you......"

"Don't forget your ancestors!"

"Whether you want to crisscross the grassland and earn a bowl of sweet blood rice with your own hands, or be put in a cage and wait for the master to feed you, you choose!"

He slowly stepped down from his position, his eyes as sharp as a knife, and he looked at everyone one by one.

Needles can be heard in the big tent.

One could easily distinguish the sound of boiling meat in the kettle, the sizzle of fat dripping onto the charcoal fire, the dancing of flames in the brazier, and the sound of the dozens of stout men in the tent breathing heavily.

Gongxi Xiaobai turned around abruptly, leaving everyone with a tall back, only to hear him ask softly: "Which of the seven surnames of Bai Rong is the fattest?"

This question was very abrupt, and no one answered for a while.

"Which of the seven surnames of Bai Rong has the most population, money and food?"

Gongxi Xiaobai asked lightly again.

He glanced at Liu Quzhi, the only person who could see his face, his good-looking eyebrows raised slightly, and there was a smile on his lips.

Liu Quzhi's eyes rolled, and he replied loudly: "Xirong King's Tent!"

"Oh, isn't it our house north of Luoxia? it's a little too fat, I'm afraid I can't swallow it in one bite. So, which of the tribes belonging to the Xirong King's Tent is the fattest?" Gongxi Xiaobai asked again.

As if realizing something, the sound of breathing in the tent suddenly became heavier.

Without waiting for Liu to get sick, this time five people replied loudly at the same time: "Qushui Department!"

"Well, isn't this the rich and cowardly Qushui Ministry, how far is the Qushui Ministry, from our Luoxia County?"

"Three hundred miles!"

More people shouted, roaring like wolves, revealing the bloody smell of greed and cruelty.

Gongxi Xiaobai's tone was flat with a bit of banter, as if a boy was talking about Fengyue: "When the population increases, the ambition will be great." When the foundation of the family is thick, the bones are soft. You say...... What to do?"

"Step on the Qu Shuibu!"

The leaders of the Gongxi Iron Cavalry shouted in unison, almost cheering.

Gongxi Tieqi looked down on Ganzhou, but in order to show deference to the emperor of the Great Zhou, he never dared to start a war lightly and expand wantonly.

After returning from the south, Gongxi Xiaobai officially entered the Beishan camp, but he was in office for more than a month, and he only held wine meetings every day, and there was no sign of trying to cheer up.

This made the young Zhuang party in the army deeply disappointed in this ruthless and resolute young marshal, after all, these white wolves were only slightly hungry on the next trip to the south, but they were even more hungry and unbearable.

In their eyes, the Ganzhou Mansion, which has repeatedly shown weakness, is no longer a cause for concern, and it is time to show its strength.

Gongxi Xiaobai turned around, looked at these generals with blazing flames burning in their eyes, and smiled: "Pass me on the order ......"

All the generals knelt on one knee and bowed their heads to receive orders.

"Tomorrow, we will pull out the camp and set foot on the Qushui Department, but there are those who rob the wealth and people without permission, and there will be no forgiveness!"

The generals all changed color, and some people raised their heads and stopped talking.

Gongxi Xiaobai was stunned, and continued: "All the wealth and population of the department, my Gongxi clan and all the meritorious soldiers will share it equally, and I will never break my word!"

"Obey the general's orders!"

Everyone bowed their heads deeply and said yes.

"But if you are afraid of the battle, you will be killed!"

After only a moment of silence, a thunderous roar suddenly erupted from inside the big tent of the Chinese army, and spread throughout the camp at an alarming speed, finally converging into a mountain and a tsunami, stirring the snowfield.

"Gongxi Iron Cavalry, dominate Xirong!"