South Korea, the national capital, Binh Duong.

Here the tiger is in the dragon plate, the soil is fertile, the breath is green, it is worthy of being the former capital of King Yu.

Han Buxin, the king of Han, who had gray sideburns, was watching the dog fighting competition hosted by the temple people at this time.

He looked excited, and his gray beard trembled.

The temple people next to him or the palace warriors who served him also applauded when they saw the excitement.

In the dog ring, three colorful dogs are biting at each other, and their biting and barking causes the fierce hounds who are being led by the samurai to grin and whine.

It seems that they also want to play and compete for who is the king of dogs, the hegemon.

Han does not believe in dog fighting, and the obsession of love is just like the tradition of the Jin people.

However, he missed a major event because of the dog fight, but because the dog fight brought huge benefits to South Korea, no one in the court tried to advise him, not to mention that Han Buxin only went to the dog fight after dealing with the major affairs between the DPRK and China.

In the words of Han Buxin, the widow has twelve hours a day, five hours are promised to Korea, and four hours are given to the night, so is it not allowed to give three hours to the widow himself?

"Father" Just when Han Buxin was sweating excitedly watching the dog fighting competition, a young man with a beard walked in.

"It's Geng'er, this dog marshal who came to see his father, now he is more ferocious" Han Buxin saw that it was his own prince Han Geng, stepped forward to take his son's hand, and excitedly pointed to the giant dog with shiny black hair and said.

Han Geng is also the Han Zhuangzi recorded in ancient historical documents.

Han Geng pinched his eight-character nonsense and said with a smile: "Father, this dog marshal is indeed more powerful than before, I don't know how my father did it."

When Han Buxin heard his son's words, his face was even more excited, and he kept talking about how he trained and cultivated Marshal Dog.

That guy was spitting and dancing, as if Han Buxin was eleven years younger at this time.

After Han Buxin drank the fragrant tea handed over by Han Geng, he chirped and said, "Geng'er, you have a big deal here?" ”

Han Buxin is very satisfied with this prince, at least in his eyes, his son Han Geng is stronger than when he was young.

Han Geng touched the eight-character nonsense and said with a smile: "Father, my son is here to offer you a treasure." ”

Han Gengyan clapped his hands twice, and soon two sergeants walked in carrying a wooden box.

Han Buxin was curious when he heard his son's words, he saw Han Gengping retreating from the crowd and personally opened the wooden box, so he walked over to check, what kind of rare treasure could make his son so mysterious, when he saw the contents of the wooden box, his eyes almost popped out.

He trembled and took the thing from Han Geng's hand, then put the arrow on it and pulled the trigger on the red-shirted wooden pillar about fifty paces away in the distance.

Oh, the sharp arrow roared, shocking Han Buxin's hands a little, but in an instant, the sharp arrow shot on the red-shirted wooden pillar, and the tail of the arrow was still making a trembling sound.

Han Buxin couldn't believe it, he ran to the red-shirted wooden pillar and wanted to pull out the arrow, but in the end he found that the arrow was broken by him, and the arrow still stayed in the red-shirted wooden body without moving.

"G... Child? This, this is a crossbow?! Han Buxin exclaimed.

Han Geng smiled and said, "Father, exactly!" ”

Han Buxin was completely speechless, two years ago his son Han Geng said that he wanted to make a bow and arrow that was even more powerful than Qi Guo, he thought it was just a joke, so he didn't take it to heart, but he didn't expect that his son would really do it.

This crossbow, although it is bulky, but it is very lethal!

Han Buxin had already felt it at the moment when he moved the machine: "Geng'er, how far can this crossbow shoot?" ”

Han is not confident in the fluttering and fluttering wild, if this crossbow is used to defend the city, dare to ask the world, who can break his Korean city?

Han Geng said proudly when he heard this: "One hundred steps, if you give your son some more time, two hundred steps, three hundred steps, four hundred steps, five hundred steps, or even more will not be a problem."

A hundred steps? Han Buxin gave his brain a hundred steps in his heart, the maximum range of the bows and arrows of the countries was sixty steps, the bows and arrows of the Qi country were seventy steps, and his crossbow was one hundred steps, and one hundred steps was forty steps more than sixty steps, and thirty steps more than seventy steps.

Thirty steps? That is, from his feet to the outside of the temple gate.

Han Buxin turned his head to look at the temple gate in the distance, and finally his face was extremely flushed, and he shouted excitedly: "Geng'er, make it for the widow!" No matter what the cost, it must be given to the widow. ”

Han Geng hugged his fists and said in his heart, Father, maybe you don't know the existence of the crossbow, if you know, you don't know what excitement will be?

With the celebration of the strong crossbow, Han Buxin was even more proud, he seemed to see his Korean army sweeping the scene on the battlefield of Zheng State, seemed to see the princes of the countries trembling in front of him, and also saw the tall Lu Di, with his Qi army, when facing him, that trembling.

"Geng'er, but is there still something?" Han Buxin saw that Han Geng did not leave, and said strangely.

Han Geng said: "Father, the envoy of Zhao has arrived."

"Zhao State Envoy? What are the people of Zhao doing here? As soon as Han Buxin heard Zhao Guo's words, his eyebrows immediately raised, and his tone was full of anger.

Han Geng naturally knew the reason why his father was angry, not to mention that his father was angry, he was also angry. It's just that anger can't solve the matter, after the Huangchi Alliance, South Korea and Zhao secretly carved up the land of Wei, and as a result, Zhao made peace with Wei in advance, causing South Korea to be very embarrassed in the war with Wei.

This new feud, Han Geng will naturally not forget. And, of course, old feuds. Zhao Guo's sister-in-law Beru was accidentally beaten into a vegetative state by his father in the "land dispute", and Zhao Guoren also cursed his father because of this, of course his father was not happy when he heard it, the two families took people to fight privately every day, that unforgettable hatred, although Han Geng was young at the time, he still has a memory.

Han Geng thought about the organizational language and said: "Father, it is said that the Zhao State has already torn up with the Qi people for the ownership of the Zhongshan Kingdom, and they came here this time in the hope that we can help them deal with the Qi State together." ”

"Let the widow help him Zhao Guo? Joke! Han Buxin sneered.

Han Geng frowned in his heart when he saw his father say this, but he didn't show it, touched the eight-character nonsense and said: "Father, the enmity of Zhao State, we in Korea will not forget it, but as the envoy of Zhao State said, Han Zhao is like teeth and lips, if the lips are gone, our teeth will be in danger."

Han Buxin froze when he heard this: "This? He naturally heard what Aiko meant, but he just asked him to help Zhao Guo, the despicable country that cursed himself and secretly stumbled himself, he was unwilling in his heart.

However, Han Geng's words are very reasonable, after all, the Qi State is too powerful, and the strength makes him breathless in South Korea.

"What does Geng'er mean?" Han Buxin looked at Han Geng, who seemed to have already made a bamboo in his chest, and asked.

Han Geng subconsciously touched the Bazi Hu again and sneered: "Father, now my main energy in Korea is Zheng Guo, Zhao Guo wants us to help him, then he has to show sincerity, hasn't my father always wanted to get the valley of Fenshui?" Ask him if he wants it, if he doesn't give it, let's give Zhao Guo a look behind his back, after all, Zhao Guo's troops are now east of Taihang Mountain. ”

Han Geng smiled and whispered to Han Buxin for a long time, but Han Buxin nodded again and again.

Soon the Koreans sent troops, and the general was Guanhu. Guanhu once again led the army to Zhongshan, this time he wanted to wash away the shame of being captured by Zhongshan back then.