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Chapter 223 Going Home (Part 3)(1/2)

Chapter 223    Go home (3rd update)

After the fight, Zhao Lang suddenly felt refreshed.

The regret of not being able to kill Maodun has also been greatly reduced.

I don’t know what’s going on, but every time I hit Hai, I feel very good.

In the next time, Zhao Lang mostly arranged defense.

Sure enough, the Huns' cavalry entered Yunzhong County along other gaps, although the Qin cavalry also killed many people.

But it also inevitably caused many losses.

Fortunately, on the one hand, Shusun Tong helped the people.

On the other hand, Zhao Lang also asked the peasant children who entered Yunzhong County to help the farmers.

The life of farmers is barely acceptable.

There will always be no starvation or freezing to death.

At the same time, expand your influence.

Now many farmers know that the new leaders of the farmer are thinking about them.

This is what Zhao Lang wants.

Of course, it's not without a price.

He paid half of the 20,000 taels of gold that his father had just put on the farm.

When Zhao Lang felt the rolling cold current from the north, he realized that his first winter was coming.

"I don't know if Mr. Qin and the others have arrived in Xianyang."

He had previously contacted Liaodong using new communication channels.

It's just a long journey.

The frequency of communication is not high.

Winter is coming soon now.

The Qin Dynasty does not have the concept of Spring Festival, nor does it have a special festival, but it is called "changing the New Year".

But Zhao Lang felt that the Spring Festival, a festival that can unite the hearts of the entire nation, can be proposed.

Why not start with this winter.

So he called all his own people back to the village.

I just don't know if they have arrived.

"Come here, I'll send a letter to Jiuyuan County!"

He is now a general in Yunzhong County. He wants to rest, but he wants to talk to Meng Tian.

Two days later, Meng Tian looked at a rope in front of him with a gloomy face and said to the leader of the guard beside him.

"Is this taken from the horses of those Hun cavalry?"

The leader of the guard nodded,

"Yes, general, but there are not many people assembled. It looks like some Hun cavalrymen made it privately by themselves."

Meng Tian sighed faintly, and the stirrup was still obtained by the Huns.

Although they don't have much iron.

But even if you step on it with a rope, these people's combat power can be greatly improved.

"Assemble the stirrups and horseshoes with the entire cavalry!"

Since the other party has already obtained it, there is no need to hide it.

Originally, Meng Tian planned to use these two powerful tools to catch these people off guard, but now it seems impossible.

Of course, he did not lose confidence.

In war, although weapons and equipment are extremely important, as long as there is not much difference, people will eventually decide the outcome.

At this moment, the guards outside the door came in to report,

"General, Your Majesty, believe me!"

Soon, a messenger entered the military account and handed him a letter.

Meng Tian opened it immediately, and after reading it, he said to the leader of the guards beside him.

"Go and Su Gao shout."

His great minister believed that he would ask several princes to go back.

Of course, he knew that it was mainly to let Zhao Lang go back.

Well, after the frontier starts winter, heavy snow will block everything and there will be no war.

It's just that it's easy for the other few people, just say it directly.

But how can Zhao Lang put him back without any trace?

Will it take more than three months?

He knew that Zhao Lang was so quick.

Meng Tian had a headache for a moment.

At this moment, another messenger came in and said,

"General, Zhao Lang, the governor of Yunzhong County, wrote a letter!"

Meng Tian raised his eyebrows, took the letter, and after reading it, a trace of strangeness appeared on his face.

The father and son have a close relationship.

With Zhao Lang's letter, things are much easier to do.

He gave him more than three months of rest vacation, and his Majesty should be satisfied.

After doing this, Meng Tian remembered something and said to the leader of the guard.

"How is that boy Mengzhi?"

The leader of the guard returned,

"General, Meng Zhi is now on duty on the Great Wall. As you ordered, there is no preferential treatment, and no one knows his identity."

Meng Tian nodded and said,

"After Zhao Lang leaves, put him in Yunzhong County."

By the time Zhao Lang came back, Meng Zhi had been there for more than three months and should not have aroused suspicion.

If it weren't for the name, he would have wanted to stuff the person directly!

Meng Tian was of course loyal to his Majesty, but it did not prevent him from making some arrangements in advance.

"It's time to let Meng Yi get in touch with him."

——

A few days later.

A team of horse-drawn carriages slowly walked on the road from Yunzhong County to Xianyang.

Zhao Lang rode his horse in front.

Looking at the desolate scene of everything, I couldn't help but feel a little sad.

This is human nature and cannot be controlled.

Therefore, in the previous life, winter was the most likely season to be depressed.

But before he could express his emotions, the voice of Hai rang out from the side.

"Brother Lang! Why did you bring that woman and child with you when you go back this time?"

Zhao Lang went back this time and took Maodun’s wife and her three children.

Hu Hai said in a thief at this time,

"Brother Lang, although I know, this kid is definitely not yours."

"But you won't be able to get that bite!"

"Brother Lang, I'll tell you that our Qin people cannot be as shameless as those Huns and Hu people."

After speaking righteously, Hu Hai whispered with a little gossipy look.

"Brother Lang, I heard that they even have their father's women...tsk tsk..."

Hearing this, Zhao Lang, who had already tried to suppress himself, sighed, tied the reins, and then dismounted.

Hu Hai said in confusion,
To be continued...
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