Qin Lie kicked out some of the officials in the Zhizhou Prefecture.
Qin Laosan carefully held a pen and paper, ready to take notes at any time.
The two of them had just arrived in Wangyuan City and were waiting for Marshal Ma and the generals and lieutenants of each camp to arrive.
Lao Chu didn't bring many followers, he came here just to take over the power of the commander-in-chief.
It's just that when I arrived in Tongcheng before, Lao Chu was a little abnormal. It can't be said that he was not normal. He was just worried about his grown-up son and was worried about his family.
Seeing Lao Chu sitting there silently, Qin Lie asked cautiously: "Uncle Shi, what's wrong with you?"
After calling twice in succession, Lao Chu finally came back to his senses and frowned: "I'm thinking about something."
"What do you think?"
"It's winter now. It's freezing cold. It's not a good time to lead troops out of the border to kill the golden wolf king."
Qin Lie burst into laughter: "It's natural. Even if you lead troops out of the customs, you have to wait until spring. Spring is already mentioned early. Recruiting troops and rectifying military affairs will probably not be possible until the summer, when you leave the customs, and in autumn.
Sweep across the grassland and return to the customs before winter next year."
"I can't wait any longer."
Chu Wensheng said angrily: "I don't have that much time to waste time at the border. Qing'er is still in the East China Sea. Those bastards of the boatmen are all nothing but wine and rice bags. It's impossible to let Qing'er go wrong again. No, not before the end of the year."
, I want the Golden Wolf King’s head!”
Qin Lie was extremely helpless: "But it's winter and the army can't leave the border to fight."
"You are talking nonsense, how can I not know, so I was thinking..."
Chu Wensheng entered the "thinking" mode again, his two thick eyebrows were knitted like Crayon Shin-chan, and he murmured to himself: "You don't need an army to leave the border, but you can also chop off the head of the Golden Wolf King. What should I do?"
Do?"
Qin Lie was completely convinced.
Isn't this whimsical? If the army doesn't leave the border, how can we find the Golden Wolf King? We can't let people take the initiative to send their heads over.
Unexpectedly, Chu Wensheng muttered again: "Not only do I want the head of the Golden Wolf King, but I also have to destroy the roots of Liang Rong. If we go to such a bad place in the middle of winter, we will have to hack to death at least 200,000 Liang thieves... Hey,
, you have to think about it carefully."
Qin Lie was stunned for a long time, and then put away the pen and paper. Even though he knew how powerful Lao Chu was, he felt that this was impossible.
Unexpectedly, as soon as he put down the pen and paper, Chu Wensheng laughed: "Yes, let's do it."
"What does Shibo mean?"
"I don't have that much time to waste. I want the Golden Wolf King's head, but I don't want the army to leave the border. I don't need the army to leave the border, and I can destroy Liang Rong's roots. Okay, let's do it!"
After finishing speaking, Chu Wensheng stood up and turned around, looked at the map, and once again entered the state of "emptying his mind". His soul was wandering in the sky, and he didn't know what he was thinking about.
A hearty laugh came.
"General Chu, I have long admired your name. I have admired your name for a long time. I am here, hahahaha."
Ma Rujing, who was dressed in armor, walked quickly, but Chu Wensheng remained indifferent, as if he didn't hear him.
Qin Lie quickly bent down and saluted: "Commander, don't be surprised. General Chu is like this on weekdays. When he sets a time, he will be indifferent to external things like an old monk in meditation. I am not neglecting you. Commander, just take a moment."
After a while, General Chu will naturally apologize to the commander-in-chief."
Ma Rujing didn't react for a moment: "Determine the plan, what plan is it?"
Qin Lie looked slightly embarrassed: "General Chu is thinking about how to take the head of the Golden Wolf King and kill two hundred thousand thieves without the army leaving the border."
"Isn't this...isn't this a fucking joke!" Ma Rujing felt that his intelligence had been insulted, and couldn't help shouting: "If he can do it, write my handsome last name backwards!"
Tian Hailong, who was following behind, looked ecstatic.
Happiness, does it come so quickly?
After a few months, the commander is finally going to show off his power again. Not only can he kill the Golden Wolf King, but he can also hack to death at least 200,000 cool thieves. The best thing is, the army doesn't have to leave the border?
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Traveling almost non-stop day and night, Chu Qing and others finally arrived at Guocheng. They went ahead to scout the horses to report that no Japanese thieves were found near Guocheng. Sheng Zhaojun and Xiao Yi had already led their people to meet up at Guocheng.
I was on my way without taking a break, and I was currently resting.
Guocheng was almost right on the beach. When Chu Qing and others arrived, they were all stunned.
In the Dachang Dynasty, the names of many places were extremely deceptive. Chu Qing knew this. For example, Tongcheng in the border area was called a city, but it turned out that it was not as big as a county. The name of Jinge Town was also quite famous, and then it was called a village.
Similar.
Guocheng also has the word "city", but this city... is not as big as Jinge Town, but it is second in size. It is mainly dilapidated. No, it cannot be said to be dilapidated, it should be said to be in ruins.
The earthen piles were only half a meter high and surrounded three sides, no, it should be two and a half sides, except the side facing the sea.
If Guocheng had a city wall, then these earthen battlements would be the city wall. But if it were a city wall, it would be only half a meter high, and even wild dogs would be unable to guard against it.
The low houses are connected in a patchwork, most of them are open-air. They are all mud houses with almost no bricks and stones. Some of them should collapse and some should be destroyed. They are crookedly connected together. There are about seventy or eighty rooms. There is no life at all. Brother Dajun
None of the people who arrived first, including Xiao Yi and others, went in.
For this poor place, let alone a city, any post-war village would be more like a "city" than Guocheng.
In fact, it is true that Guocheng is not a city. It was originally a military garrison with two coastal defense towers. Because it was close to the entrance to the sea, Japanese pirates had a chance of landing from here. The garrison guarded the Japanese pirate ships.
Tunbingwei is usually a military camp, but here it is close to the coast. Sa Yazi ran a few steps to the beach. The sea wind was strong and the military tents could not stand. The auxiliary soldiers of Tunbingwei built a "city", and the court also allocated some funds.
I didn’t even think about how much money I needed, so many people came to help. The most people who came were the villagers from Guojia Village, and in the end they called me Guocheng. It was quite casual.
Except for Wen Ya, the friends looked at each other in confusion. Tao Weiran was here for the first time.
No one expected that Guocheng would be so dilapidated. It took up a lot of space, but it was actually in ruins.
Chu Qing subconsciously looked at Wen Ya, who had a bruised nose and swollen face. He wanted to curse, but couldn't curse a word. He couldn't blame others, he could only blame himself for not asking clearly.
He had long decided to use Shangyundao as his foundation, and the location of Guocheng on the map is really good. It is close to the Tao family's sphere of influence on the left and Hucheng on the right. If he builds a dock and a shipyard here, he will get wood.
It's also more convenient.
He was surprised before that he didn't see the names of Guo Cheng's parents in the official registration list of Shangyundao in the East China Sea. Now he found out when he went to the place. There are no parents, and there are no common people. Who should the parents govern? He governs seagulls.
Or manage the small snail account?
In fact, it is also a matter of maps. In ancient times, maps are very sloppy and have different layouts. Draw two lines and it will be considered a river. Next, write a word, drink something. Draw a square and it will be a city. What is written next to it will be a city.
However, judging from the map, Jingcheng and Xiao County are basically the same, and there are no proportional annotations.
The friends were extremely helpless and led the motley crew off their horses, leading the horses towards the "city" not far away.
"Who is it? Lao Liu, come here."
Chu Qing shouted, and Xiao Zhi looked at Chu Qing, then followed Chu Qing's gaze to Wen Ya, and then slapped Wen Ya on the shoulder: "Dudu is calling you, why don't you go quickly."
"Last General?"
"Go quickly."
Wen Ya ran over quickly: "Dudu, the general is the eldest son in the family, not Xingliu."
"Stop talking nonsense. Those who are not familiar with it will be called Lao Liu." Chu Qing said angrily: "Now tell me where the Japanese pirate ships will come from, and how to attack them if they attack in an ambush. I want to annihilate them all.
Not only do you want their lives, but also their ships. I will give you one chance. Now start your performance."
