Chapter 64: Fusion
Yun Yue, the protagonist of the new generation of erotic literature, was sighing in Pingliang City at this time.
Pingliang City has a population of tens of thousands, and there is no one left after this battle. The entire city was almost devastated, with houses without window lattices and many houses without rafters. Everything that could be burned was burned, and the Huns only stayed in the city for less than a day. The young and middle-aged were packed and taken away, and there were also rebels as for the old and the young. Their corpses are now piled up into a mountain, and Yun Yue is worried when he sees it.
No one! There are no people, to be exact!
Now the weather is fine, and the corpses are frozen hard. If it's the beginning of spring...... Then the fucking corpse will stink, guarding so many stinky corpses, not spreading the plague is a dream.
"When will the imperial court let the troops retreat! I don't know how the old guy of Yiqujun is chasing, it's been three days and there is not even a letter. Yun Yue sat in the lobby of the General's Mansion, in addition to being irritable or irritable.
The General's Mansion is the only intact building in the city, although the windows have no lattices. But at least there were rafters in the house, and a large thick cowhide covered the window. There was a charcoal fire in the lobby, and Yun Yue's killers sat around the huge charcoal brazier. The scene is very similar to the Juyi Hall under the hand of a mountain carving, except that a tiger skin is missing from Yunyue's seat. Instead, there was a huge brown bear skin, and the huge bear head was trampled under Yun Yue's feet, which was very windy.
Yun Yue just said a little bit, and Qi Qi walked out. Hung out for two days. Finally finding a hibernating brown bear, Qi Qi picked up a bronze stick and smashed the bear's head. So there is this complete bear skin, although the bear head looks a little weird.
"Yiqu Jun is so aggressive, he won't be ambushed by the Huns! Although they lost a disastrous battle with us, the strength of the Huns was not damaged. If it is really ambushed by the Huns, I am afraid it will ......! The consequences are terrible! ”
The old man followed Yun Yue for a longer time, and said while roasting his hands against the charcoal brazier. Wei Fang was silent at this time. Just a slight movement of his beard showed that he had something to say.
The collective is a melting pot, and the fang has not yet completely melted itself into it. Yun Yue didn't make a sound, looking at all this from the perspective of God. Thinking about how to make this small group more united, I used to think about relying on time to get rid of it, but now it seems that I can't do it.
What will happen to Yiqu Jun is not in Yun Yue's consideration, this old bastard pit himself is not once or twice. If something really happened, I had to pull my brother by myself. It depends on your mood. As for the Huns, it will be spring in about a month. They will go back to herding sheep, and at the end of the day robbery is just a side hustle. If the Huns wanted to fill their stomachs, they still had to rely on the cattle and sheep on the grassland instead of coming to Pingliang to grab it again. Unless, they have the intention of abandoning nomadic settlement.
Once the shepherds on horseback settled, they were not much different from the Han Chinese. It only took one day for Pingliang City to be relieved by Yunyue. They are afraid of the city, and they are afraid to settle down. They are grassland people, and the felt bag where they live is their resting place.
The guards slaughtered a cow. Beef broth is boiling in a tumbling cauldron. Circles of beef floated on the sides of the pot, piling up a thick layer. The bolt pillar carefully tore open a steamed bun, and Zheng Bin and Zheng Bin ate it one bite at a time.
Yun Yue next to him built a small stove, and the horse spoon made by Master Tuo Geng was boiling hot. The soybean oil inside emitted bursts of green smoke and poured into a clay pot full of chili peppers!
"Zila!" The smell of chili peppers suddenly filled the entire hall, and the killers sniffled like voles. With a look of enjoyment, the fragrance of chili oil and the fairy can't resist this temptation.
"Lao Wei can eat with confidence, the Hou Ye who has nothing to do in the kitchen is afraid that this is the one who has nothing to do in the kitchen. There aren't many chances. Eat quickly and add another bowl. The old fisherman looked at the shrunken head and shrunk his head, and comforted him while putting beef in his mouth. After speaking. I also scooped a spoonful of red chili oil. It's a pleasure to have some of this stuff in the winter.
Knowing that this was Yun Yue's letting Wei Fang integrate into the collective as soon as possible, the old man didn't say anything. It's a good thing to have one more capable person in the family, not to mention that Wei Fang's scientific reputation is far and wide. I didn't see that the Hou Ye was holding the rice bowl and was about to hold another pot of Qi Qi kicked out. It's okay to take the washbasin out to get noodles, forget it. It's a bit too much for you to fucking use a pot to catch beef. A pot of beef can't stand your fishing method.
Ao Canghai, who had just come back, gave a thumbs up with the bowl and praised Hou Ye for his wise decision. Saved the few noodles in the pot, and loosened the trouser belt to serve another bowl.
"Lao Wei, although he is in the army. But we're a family, and sometimes we don't have to be so inhibited. Know that you are a humble person. But if people get along with others too much, the spirit of etiquette will appear to be lively. In the future, you will have to eat in a pot, and you will be awkward to make such a raw portion. Yun Yue threw a hung of gold and silver into the pot, and the slender with uniform thickness rolled in the soup pot.
Boron ash is needed to roll the noodles, and only with this addition can the noodles be made. Sacrifice the magic weapon of beef noodles, and all the killers under his command can't see people. Excluding Poor Qi, this guy must not be included. The next time you eat, you must definitely hide this product, it is too fucking to eat. The basin used for eating is enough to wash his face, and the fruits of Yun Yue's long-working work will be emptied at once. actually has the face to come over to renew the basin, and he wants to be tired to death.
"Isn't it just eating too much? The little family is angry, you sit on that bear skin or I went to the mountains to call. Qi Qi, who was kicked by Yun Yue, muttered and left, and casually took Zheng Bin's brown leg of mutton.
"Yiqu Jun has already left the Gala Pass, and I went around that place. It didn't seem to be anything, thinking that he couldn't leave Hou Ye too far and came back first. It's a blessing to be able to catch up with the Hou Ye for a treat. Ao Canghai said as he chewed on the crispy beef. The beef is a little hot, the guy said vaguely.
No one reprimanded him for not being humble and humble, and respect was in the heart, not on the surface. This is what the Yun family looks like when they eat, if they are polite, they come and go. No one speaks, adhering to the principle of food and sleep. Yun Yue thinks that the fuck is more like a memorial service.
"That old guy was just stimulated by us, and his heart was a little unbalanced. He was shocked, knowing that the Huns were not easy to mess with. It must be just a distant tailgating, and it will not go to fight the Huns. If you don't believe it, Yiqu Jun will come back in five days. How much supplies did he bring to dare to go deep into the grassland desert? Lao Jiang took over the conversation while eating slowly. Although the veteran oil has little education, he has been in the army all his life. There is really nothing to hide from him in the army.
Zheng Bin stood at the door with a bowl on his face crying, there were a lot of diners today. As a child, there is no place for him here. The leg of mutton that was ready to be sacrificed was snatched away by Qiqi, there is no way to be small and have no human rights! Fuck and poor will human rights, this thing won't even let you do it.
"Not really, Yiqu-kun was stimulated to the point that it was true this time. It is also true that he wants to find a fight with the Huns and find a field, and as soon as Hou Ye got started, he knocked out thousands of fierce Hun iron horses. At night, his team was rushed by the Huns, and the old man went to see the dead and wounded, and I was afraid that there were no less than tens of thousands.
He couldn't swallow this breath, Jiang Lao didn't believe it. Wei Fang is willing to make a bet with you, and within three days, Yiqu Jun's defeat will definitely be reported. Maybe they will be surrounded by the Huns, and then there will be big trouble. We are the closest reinforcements, and when the time comes, Hou Ye will have to go if he doesn't want to.
5,000 men and horses against cavalry ten times their size, still fighting in the wilderness of the steppe. Last time, we had a geographical advantage, and this time the battlefield was chosen. Do we still have a geographical advantage? ”
Wei Fang finally opened his mouth, just open his mouth to speak. People need to communicate, and conversation is the best medium. Eat and drink together, and the relationship will be closer. From ancient times to the present, the Chinese people have done this, and the effect is very significant.
"The old fellow is in a hurry, if the Huns set a trap. Ten out of ten were surrounded by the Huns, although they were also cavalry. But compared with the Hun iron cavalry, it is not enough to see. The most important old ginger is right, save!
I went to see it when Yiqujun left, and the supply was only half a month. After three more days of chasing, more than half of the supplies were consumed, and he came back. If you are surrounded by the Huns at this time, hehe! You don't have to fight, you can starve him to death if you starve him for a few days. In the Battle of Changping, how did the 400,000 Zhao army lose. It is not so much defeat as starvation. Right! Old ginger! ”
Yun Yue put down the dough in her hand in Zheng Bin's desperate eyes. Pick up the bowl and start destroying a huge bowl of noodles.
"Hou Ye is right, what Changping had to watch out for most back then was not the Qin army but his own people. If you are injured, you will be killed and eaten in the middle of the night. The next day, only a broken skeleton remained. What a ...... scene! As a witness of the Battle of Changping, Lao Jiang sighed. The scene of that year seemed to be vivid, and sometimes he doubted whether he was a living person or a lonely soul who had long been left in Changping.
"So we have to be ready to take 5,000 men to the steppe to fight the Huns. That's not an expedition, that's looking for death. Lao Wei, if you have any ideas, just say it. Time was running out, and the king's edict came down. We have no choice, if Yiqu Jun is killed in battle or captured. We can't afford to do it, and a single charge of disobedience can send me, a little marquis, to the eighteenth layer of hell. Yun Yue grabbed a handful of garlic sprouts into the bowl and scooped the chili oil while stirring.
"Attacking is a dead end, and waiting here is also a dead end. Fortunately, we only have 5,000 people, and the court will not watch us die. I guess there will be reinforcements coming from the imperial court, uh......! By the way, the recital of retribution has gone up. It is estimated that there will be a doctor from the labor army, and this time the reward of the imperial court will not be light. It would not be a good thing to leave the land where the plague was about to break out. For some reason, Wei Fang suddenly shifted the conversation to the reward. The group of killers ate and sucked, and no one looked up. (To be continued......)