Immediately sat a little old man who did not want to be named.
Su Ping held the horse with a depressed look on his face.
He got angry and ran away that day. After not running far, he turned around and went back.
Unexpectedly, even if Huixin disappeared, he himself would be entangled with this little old man.
The little old man showed kindness and power at the same time and asked Su Ping to run away with him.
Well, it refers to the fact that he persuaded Su Ping's bald friend to leave, which was considered a favor to Su Ping.
Wei is a threat.
If Su Ping doesn't take him, he will report Su Ping for spreading rumors...
"Old man, I'm the first to say the ugly things!"
Su Ping glared at the old man and pretended to pull out the big knife halfway: "If you still pester me when we get to Zhanghua Fucheng, don't blame me for being ruthless with the knife!"
Su Ping's patience had reached its limit after being ate, drank, and ridden all the way by this old man.
It's not like he's in Yangjing, nor is he a big shot, so why should he be so cautious?
"Boy... If you don't take action in this wilderness, why don't you wait until you get to Fucheng?"
The old man pointed around and asked with a confused look: "How stupid do you have to be?"
"..."
Su Ping threw away the reins, raised his sword and gritted his teeth: "Thank you for the reminder!"
"Hey, don't make trouble."
The old man moved the blade away with a sneer, "Where did you say that? Oh yes, how do you know so much about the Barbarian Imperial Court? You even know how far away Langjuxu Mountain is from Youxiandu."
"Didn't I tell you that the Imperial College has many geographical travel notes?"
Although the mainland of China already has the prototype of the Pythagorean theorem of "hooking three strands, four strings and five", it is not very applicable to explain the distance from Langjuxu Mountain to Youxiandu.
So Su Ping's answer was very vague.
"Come on."
The old man looked Su Ping up and down with a look of disbelief: "The Imperial College is the highest university in Daqing, how can you get in?"
"Say it without showing off."
Su Ping dusted his clothes in a pretentious manner, "Not only can I go in, but I can go in whenever I want and leave whenever I want. No one dares to stop me."
"cut……"
The old man didn't believe it even more.
With those two figures in the Imperial College, who would dare to be so arrogant?
"If you don't believe it, I will pull you down."
Su Ping glanced sideways at the old man, "It's you who said that the barbarians have discovered that the Wei River has been cut off... You are so old that you don't blush when you say big things."
"boast……"
The old man was stunned for a moment, and then he became angry and said: "I am worthy of heaven and earth in this life, and I never speak big words!"
"Then let me ask you, the Chisong Army may not be able to accurately grasp the movements of the barbarians, how can you know?"
Su Ping shook his head and said with disdain: "I guess you have never seen anything like a barbarian."
"you!!"
The old man was really angry now, and his beard stood tall.
"What, what I said is wrong?"
Su Ping chuckled, "As soon as I heard that the barbarians might come, I ran away immediately. You are more afraid of death than I am. If you really want to meet the barbarians, I'm sure your legs will be weak from fear."
The old man was so angry that his beard and hair stood out: "I'm afraid of barbarians? You said I'm afraid of barbarians?"
"Do you know that when a barbarian sees me, it's like a mouse seeing a cat? It's too late to run away!"
"Am I afraid of barbarians?!"
"..."
The old man became angrier and more outrageous as he spoke.
Later, he actually started bragging, saying that if it weren't for him, the Northland would never have been so peaceful in the past ten years.
He said it as if he was Shen Tiannan, the Duke of Dingguo.
The cowhide will be blown out of the Three Realms by this old man.
Su Ping rolled his eyes wildly. Isn't this just an oral pleasure maniac?
When the old man saw that Su Ping was silent, he thought that he had been suppressed by him. He was proud and comforted: "Actually, you don't have to belittle yourself. After all, you are still so young. It is already very good to judge that the barbarians may go south from the cessation of the Weishui River. "
???
How the hell did you see that I was belittling myself?
Su Ping looked helpless and weakly raised his hands: "You are too old to be praised."
"Why……"
The old man was sitting on the horse, looking at the rolling mountains on both sides of the official road, and couldn't help but sigh: "I don't know when I, Daqing, will be able to break through the barrier of no return and take over the barbarian's lair."
"Fight him out? Even if Shen Tiannan comes back to life, he wouldn't be able to do that."
Su Ping shook his head disdainfully.
"oh?"
The old man raised his eyebrows and said, "Boy, you are the first one who dares to arrange Duke Ding like this."
"I'm just telling the truth."
Su Ping held the horse and dealt with it casually as he walked: "The innate gap between the barbarians and the human race is always there. No matter how powerful the troops are, there is no terrain restriction. There is no way to close this gap. How can we leave the border? When we leave the border, there is a flat plain and a grassland. There is little fog, so you will be discovered seven or eight miles away. Let alone fight, you won’t be able to escape even if your reaction is a little slow.”
It is a recognized fact that Daqing's war horses are never as sophisticated as those of the barbarians.
If you really go out to fight, it will be difficult to defeat or even run away.
The old man seemed to be silent for a moment and asked: "According to what you say, Zhongzhou should always be trampled by barbarians? What is the truth?"
"Tch, you don't understand this, don't you? Look at how well Ding Guo Gong does it."
Su Ping continued without looking back: "Do you know why over the past ten years, the number of barbarian invasions has become less and less?"
"Why?"
The old man asked calmly.
"Of course it's because it's not worth it."
Su Ping tilted his head slightly and glanced at the old man with disdain, "As the saying goes, if you eat an enemy for one minute, you will be worth twenty to me. If you eat a stone of stalk, you will be worth twenty stone."
As soon as he finished speaking, the old man looked solemn, but Su Ping, who was holding the horse, didn't notice and kept talking to himself.
"Normally when barbarians send out troops, except for taking a little bit of food and grass with them, they basically go to Zhongzhou and seize it on the spot."
"But since Shen Tiannan repaired the wall and guarded it tightly, if the barbarians want to go south again, they have to dedicate people to transport grain and grass."
"This is much more expensive than dipping sesame seeds with your bare hands before. If the pastures near Zhongzhou become deserted, the cost will double."
"So after being stopped outside the customs several times, Barbarian found that after a battle, the cost would be greater than the profit, so naturally he was reluctant to dispatch on a large scale."
"And fighting out of the border is more difficult than the barbarians going south."
"For the barbarians, after all, there is a non-returning gate with a clear goal. You can hit it if you want."
"But for Daqing, the barbarians have no fixed place. This grassland is almost empty, so they move to the next one. It takes a lot of effort just to figure out their movements and distribution."
"Even if one day the human race is able to compete head-on with the barbarians on the grasslands, how to solve the supply line will still be a big problem that cannot be avoided."
This is not a profound truth, anyone with a little knowledge of geography and military knowledge can understand it.
But this also aroused the old man's interest.
The old man stared at Su Ping's back and sighed with pretense of regret: "Then according to what you say, the human race will never want to kill the barbarian holy mountain?"
"There is no chance of a serious war."
Su Ping touched his chin and said: "We have to find a solution from within the barbarian tribe."
"Finding a way from within the barbarians? To create a wedge?"
The old man's eyes flashed, and he pretended to sneer exaggeratedly, "To the barbarians, humans are just low-level animals. They cannot communicate on equal terms at all. They can't even be bribed. How can we create a quarrel? You kid, don't pretend to understand..."
"I don't know about this...but I'm sure that Shen Tiannan has been thinking about how to take this step for more than ten years."
Su Ping said, shaking his head regretfully: "What a pity..."
The old man was greatly shocked and couldn't help but narrow his eyes.