Standing at the head of the city, looking at the vastness, Du Zhongxiao said to Han Qi: "This is the hometown of Jiuyuan, located between the north and south flows of the Yellow River, the land is fertile, the irrigation is convenient, and it is all fertile land. Now it is a barren grass, and it is difficult to see people. ”

Han Qi said: "The ancient city of Jiuyuan should not be far from here, if you have leisure, you should send someone to find it." When the imperial court gets this place, it will build a city, and the position chosen by the ancients has its own deep meaning. It should be more convenient to build a city on the old site. ”

Du Zhongxiao said: "Not necessarily. In the past thousand years, the vicissitudes of the sea have changed, and the Yellow River has been diverted several times. What used to be the right place may not be the right place now. To build a railway from Dongshengzhou to here, it is better to take the north of the Yellow River, and to build a city here, it should still be as far north as possible. ”

After seeing Zhuang Langshidao, Du Zhongxiao and Han Qi brought people here to command the next battle on the southern front. The northern front was only an attack on the Montenegrin Supervisory Army, which was taken by surprise and did not have large-scale battles, mainly consisting of a large number of small-scale battles. The southern front is different, the White Horse Supervision Military Division and the Helan Mountain defenders have begun to gather troops and horses, and they may also come to reinforcements from Xingqing Mansion, which should be taken seriously.

There was not much population between the north and south flows of the Yellow River, and the cavalry swept through it, and all of them were concentrated on the other side of the Yellow River.

When the two of them were watching the scenery, they saw a large group of cavalry coming from the Yellow River, which was none other than Shisanlang's men and horses.

Han Qi said: "When the cavalry returns, is it possible that the battle of the Vulture Sea is over?" ”

Du Zhongxiao said: "It's best to end there." The infantry quickly moved south, and could seize Hue Ferry and lay out the defensive line. In front of us is to attack, first occupy Hue crossing, and then become a defense. From Tanglong Town to here, the various departments have not effectively rested, and it is easier to defend. ”

Han Qi said: "After a little bit of thought. I see that in these battles, the casualties of the army were not many, less than 2,000 people. Such a big victory, with only the loss of these horses, is unprecedented! Now that the momentum of the armies is flourishing, why not be afraid of the party soldiers coming! ”

Du Zhongxiao shook his head: "Xianggong, the battalion Tianxiang army is different from other armies, and its combat strength cannot only be judged by the number of people, but also by the weapons. After several months of continuous fighting, there were few casualties, but the weapons were badly damaged. In particular, the artillery and transport carts were lost by more than 20 percent, and they did not last much for many days. ”

Han Qi was taken aback: "The loss is so great? I saw that there were people in the army who specialized in repairing weapons, so I had more manpower and hurried to repair them. ”

Du Zhongxiao said: "Where is it so easy to repair?" Those that can be repaired have been repaired as much as possible, and if the repaired ones are considered to be lost, there are few intact weapons left in the army. Especially artillery and carts, which one has not been broken? If it can't be repaired now, it will either take a long time, or it will have to wait for the repaired parts to be shipped from the rear. Moreover, not everyone can do it, it was practiced before. ”

When Han Qi heard this, he was a little surprised: "I saw that the musket and artillery were powerful, but they were so useless?" I didn't expect that. ”

"Why don't you use it? Xianggong thought, such a few big battles, even with knives and guns, I don't know how much worse, and the bad ones will not be less than guns. It's just that knives and guns are easy to repair, just sharpen them, and it doesn't take much effort to simply replace them. The guns are different, each one is precious, many times it is broken, and it is simply impossible to repair it at the front. The foundation of the Yingtianxiang army is insufficient, and it has only exhausted its strength until now, and it is already lucky. ”

Ordinary weapons, knives, guns, bows and crossbows, etc., tens of thousands of people defeated several times the enemy, and there were more bad ones than guns, which were nothing more than easy to repair and replace. Guns and cars are different, and once they break, they are much more complicated to repair. In particular, artillery and carts cannot be repaired at all on the front line, so they can only be assembled, disassembled, and disassembled. Up to now, the battalion has lost a lot of weapons. In particular, the artillery has problems with the barrel, the barrel cannot be cleaned, and the gun carriage and sighting mechanism are broken, which is close to 30%. Coupled with the loss of transport vehicles, hitting Hue Ferry is already the limit.

Of course, the enemy didn't know, and only saw that the Song army had won all the way to Tanglong Town, and several times they had won exaggeratedly. No, if the Black Mountain Prison Division is dead, the White Horse Prison Army Division and the Helan Mountain defenders will fight with all their might, and Du Zhongxiao will also have a hard time fighting Hue Crossing.

Defeating the Black Mountain Supervisory Army Division at a slight cost and going all out to meet the two reinforcements was something that Du Zhongxiao did not expect.

At this moment, a soldier came to report, and Thirteen Lang took Shi Zhuanglang, the commander of the Black Mountain Supervisor, to ask for a meeting.

Du Zhongxiao listened to it and said: "Zhuang Lang is buried, and the sea of vultures must have been sacrificed, what a heavenly help!" Xianggong, let's go and meet! ”

Zhuang Lang buried the guards and entered the official hall with the soldiers, and saw two officials sitting inside. The one sitting in the upper seat was forty or fifty years old, with two black hairs, and the one sitting in the lower seat was twenty or thirty years old, with a white face and no beard, and he didn't know what to call for a while.

After hesitating for a while, he arched his hand and said: "The Black Mountain Supervisor of the Army stabbed Shi Zhuang Lang and came to see Du Jingluo." ”

Du Zhongxiao got up: "In the lower Du Zhongxiao, the river meanders and passes slightly." This is Han Xianggong, the envoy of Hedong Road, who came to see the assassin. ”

Zhuang Lang didn't expect Han Qi to be here, so he hurriedly bowed his hand: "Meet Han Xianggong." ”

Han Qi said: "Thorn history doesn't have to be polite, please take a seat." ”

Sitting in the guest seat, Han Qi said: "The history of the assassin has worked hard all the way. The Hou Ya prepared a wine feast, and tonight it was for the history of the assassination! From now on, if you return to the imperial court, there is nothing wrong with it. Whether it's the assassin's own business or the clan's business, the court will do its best to call the shots for you! ”

Zhuang Lang didn't dare to bury the treasure, and said: "At noon today, I have dedicated the Vulture Sea City-"

Han Qi waved his hand: "Since the assassin has left there, there is no need to bother, it is up to Yang Wenguang and the generals in the city to deal with it." Thorn history and rest in peace for a few days, think more about the future. If you have anything to ask the court for help, just tell me more. ”

Zhuang Lang buried the security and saw that Han Qi didn't want to talk about the vultures of Haicheng, so he didn't say anything. It seems that in the eyes of Song Jun, the Assassin Haicheng is not very important, but his own assassin history is much more important in their eyes.

After a few polite words, Du Zhongxiao said: "It's not early, let's go to the back office to drink a few glasses of wine, how about it?" ”

Zhuang Lang buried his thanks, and together with Du Zhongxiao and Han Qi, he went to the back office.

The courtyard was lit up, and a wine feast was set up under a large poplar tree. This was originally used by Du Zhongxiao and Han Qi tonight, and Zhuang Lang came to take care of him. There are no local vegetables in this season, nothing more than boiled, stir-fried, fried meat, except for a roast duck that is rare to see locally. However, the fruits on the table, such as citrus and pears, are particularly precious.

Everyone sat down, the soldiers poured wine, and Du Zhongxiao said: "Before I ascended to the throne, I steamed wine at home for a living. These bottles of wine were specially brought by the family a few days ago, and they were steamed out by me and hidden until now. The wine is the fragrance of Chen, and the history of thorns is tasted. ”

Zhuang Lang said: "In the past two years, there has been liquor sold in Xingqing Mansion, but it is the first time I have heard of the saying that the wine is Chen's fragrance." Jing Luo is a connoisseur of winemaking, and since he said so, he will see it tonight. ”

Thirteen Lang said: "Jinglu is not only an expert in winemaking, but also the method of steaming wine is created by Jingluo." The party item is remote, and it is not surprising that I don't know that the wine is the fragrance of Chen. Don't hide the history of assassination, these bottles of wine were sold in the capital, and they were also sold for a hundred taels of silver. ”

Zhuang Lang was taken aback: "I don't want this thing to be so precious, thank you." ”

The wine was brought by Han Yueniang a few days ago when the family knew that they had won the battle again. was originally to entertain Han Qi, but Zhuang Lang was just in time. Thirteen Lang is even more coincidental, he is familiar with the affairs of the Du family, and knows that this wine is rare, and it is rare for him to drink it once.

Han Qi raised his glass and said: "Zhuang Lang's assassination history will return to the imperial court today, and he will be a minister in the same hall in the future, and he will drink this cup full!" ”

After drinking the wine, Zhuang Lang only felt soft and mellow, leaving an aftertaste, and felt hot after his stomach. Compared with the liquor sold by the party, it is less choking and more aromatic, but it is less refreshing like a charcoal fire rolling through the stomach.

Thirteen Lang drank a cup of food, closed his eyes, and reveled in the mellow taste. Since I arrived in the northwest, I haven't drunk this really good wine from the Du family for a long time. There is official wine in the army, most of which are transported from the capital, and what kind of lamb is used as a tonic, but it loses the mellow aroma of the wine.

Du Zhongxiao said: "Thorn history with some vegetables." Now in the early spring, everything has just woken up, and there is nothing good. After a few months, you will be able to grow vegetables, and that will be abundant. This fat duck was shot from nearby by the soldiers today, and it was roasted in the oven just right, and the thorn history tasted it. ”

Zhuang Lang buried and saw that the meat cut by the duck was shiny, and the meat inside was fat and tender, which he had never seen before. There are green onions next to it, and a plate of sauce, I don't know how to eat it. Their own guests, several people waited for them to move first, no matter how many, they sandwiched a piece of meat.

As soon as the duck meat is eaten, a fragrance rushes to the nose, and the crispy and tender duck skin is so fragrant that the tongue is about to melt.

Zhuang Lang buried how could he have eaten such fine food? swallowed a few mouthfuls and praised: "Sure enough, it is a Central Plains delicacy, and it is difficult to see it in the north." I've lived for decades, and it's the first time I've eaten something like this, it's tender and fragrant, good! Good! ”

Thirteen Lang said: "This duck is a little greasy, and eating two pieces of green onion can relieve greasy." ”

After speaking, he demonstrated the leveling, dipped the sauce, and put it in his mouth.

Zhuang Lang buried and learned, and after eating the green onion with the dipping sauce, he felt a burst of sweetness, and it was really a different feeling.

Du Zhongxiao and Han Qi looked at each other and smiled. Tonight was too rushed, and there was no precious food, but for Zhuang Lang Buryingbao, it was already a delicacy that he had never seen before. The party was already backward, and after Yuan Hao founded the country, he deliberately advocated Hu Feng, and his diet was degraded. The Zhuang Lang tribe is in the north of Montenegro, and it is also a remote area in the party, so Zhuang Lang buries and protects himself relatively poorly.

After drinking a few glasses of wine, Zhuang Lang buried the food on the table and felt that it was a wise move for him to dedicate the city. Even if it's an ordinary person, what is made here is much better than what I used to eat. The simple pieces of meat, wrapped in noodles here, fried in oil, are also crispy and delicious, without the slightest peculiar smell. It is not the same as in the past, when you only know how to boil meat in white water and dip it in some salt.

If it is really like what Du Zhongxiao said to Zhuang Langshidao, you can buy Central Plains goods here in the future, what day is it?