Before we knew it, the army had set out for almost a month.

Although it was already spring and the sun was still hanging above my head, Zhao Kuo could not help but subconsciously wrapped the cotton coat wrapped around his body.

"This is such a good thing. You write it down. After returning to Handan after the war, everyone in the mansion will buy a few pieces, so it will keep the cold in winter." Zhao Kuo squatted on a tree stump that was cut off at some time. While tearing the jerky in his hand hard, he ordered the captain of the guard beside him.

With a whoosh, a wine pot broke through the air and smashed towards Zhao Kuo's head.

Zhao Kuo, like a prophet, reached out and grabbed the wine pot in the air, pulled out the cork at the bottle, took a big mouthful, and then couldn't help frowning: "The smell of fishyness is so hard to get in! Also, Yiqiu Shengru intends to attack his superiors, so why aren't you afraid that this general will punish him, a bastard? Then the military law is in front, and the Grand Governor will not be able to protect you!"

A few steps away, Yiqusheng, who was gnawing jerky and naan like Zhao Kuo, laughed and said with a wink: "General Zhao Kuo, this is the horse milk wine of our Huns. How can we enter the mouth without the smell of a horse? By the way, I heard that what you carry with you is Handan wine, so why would you open my eyes too?"

Zhao Kuo glared at Yi Qusheng with anger, took off his wine pot from his waist, and threw it at Yi Qusheng: "Don't talk to him!"

Yi Qusheng smiled, pulled out the bottle plug and raised his head, and the wine immediately gushed out from the mouth of the pot like a waterfall falling on the mountain, flowing continuously into Yi Qusheng's mouth that looked like a bottomless pit.

Zhao Kuo looked at his fine wine leaking out of Yiqusheng's big mouth with yellow teeth with some pain, and then handed it to the ground along Yiqusheng's completely untreated beard. He couldn't help but say again in a frustration: "Don't waste it!!"

Zhao Kuo obviously underestimated the alcohol content of his subordinates' wine bags. After only one month of departure, the wine he had with him had been drunk by Yiqiusheng and other bastards with various excuses.

Wine is a good thing, especially when marching under relatively cold conditions, it highlights its importance.

Yiqiusheng was unheard of Zhao Kuo's revelation. It was not until a pot of wine was in his stomach that he shook the pot, licked his lips with some desire, and smiled at Zhao Kuo: "General Zhao Kuo's fine wine is indeed extraordinary. It is the best fine wine that Yiqiusheng has ever drunk this month... hiccup!"

Zhao Kuo spat, bite the dried mutton in his hand fiercely, and then chewed it hard, as if he was eating Yiqusheng's meat.

While eating, he was still not satisfied, so he simply pulled out Yiqusheng's wine pot plug, drank it with a full drink, and then threw it back into Yiqusheng's arms: "Take back my general's wine pot!"

For soldiers, no matter what kind of hatred it is, as long as they fight a few more battles together, these hatreds will easily be resolved invisibly.

Especially when Yi Qusheng saved Zhao Kuo's life and now Yi Qusheng is the vassal of Zhao State again, some of the past between the two have really become completely past.

Yi Qusheng came to Zhao Kuo and smiled and said, "General Zhao Kuo, why don't you tell me, when will you arrive in the Western Regions? The second and third sons are riding horses every day and are already impatient."

Zhao Kuo glared at Yiqusheng and said, "You don't even know anything about the grassland man. What do you ask me, Handan man, what are you doing?"

Yi Qusheng shrugged and said, "The grassland is a grassland, but I have never been to such a far place before."

"Ask the Grand Governor!" Zhao Kuo said angrily.

Yiqusheng rolled his eyes and said, "Five top Yiqu horses, the kind that are tributed to Handan."

Zhao Kuo snorted and said, "What's the point of Yiqu horse? Do you think I'm a person who has never seen the world? I want the West Sea Horse, ten!"

"Ten West Sea Horses?" Yi Qusheng jumped up and said angrily: "General Zhao Kuo, you might as well go to the ranch to grab it. There is no more seven horses!"

Zhao Kuo glanced at Yiqusheng: "Eight horses, can they make a word!"

Yi Qusheng nodded with a painful face: "Document!"

Zhao Kuo smiled, swallowed the dried meat from his mouth hard, and then stuck out his tongue to roll all the meat on his lips, burping it comfortably, and then said: "The scouts have just received a reward. The large army will officially enter the territory of Dunhuang County from tomorrow."

"Dunhuang County?" Yi Qusheng opened his eyes wide in confusion and said, "Although I, Yi Qusheng, is a rude man, I have seen our Zhao State map. How can I find Dunhuang County?"

Zhao Kuo laughed and patted Yi Qusheng on the shoulder: "The king said there is, so naturally there is. Otherwise, why do you think our 50,000 army of the border cavalry army came here for?"

Yiqiusheng opened his mouth wide and it took him a long time to understand what Zhao Kuo meant, and then he burst into laughter.

"By the way, General Zhao Kuo, if you follow your statement, how many counties will our Zhao State have after this year?"

"I will tell you five more Xihaima."

"General Zhao Kuo, can you stop talking about horses? Our friendship is worthless?"

“No friendship.”

“…”

Li Mu happened to walk out with a group of people in the handsome tent. Li Mu looked very good. He kept laughing and talking to the group of people, and even patted some people on the shoulders, looking quite intimate.

This scene attracted Yi Qusheng's attention. He carefully observed the scene in front of him and couldn't help but hit Zhao Kuo's shoulder strangely: "General Zhao Kuo, aren't these people merchants?"

Zhao Kuo found a wine pot from somewhere and was squinting his eyes and drinking it with a scent. Hearing this, he raised his eyelids and looked at the handsome tent, then responded casually, saying, "Yes, the representatives of the top twenty-ten chambers of commerce in our State of Zhao are gathered."

Yiqiusheng was a little confused: "This is a war. What are these merchants doing? Can't they buy corpses?"

Zhao Kuo opened his mouth, squirted out a sip of alcohol, and laughed: "Buying? That's a real big deal! Speaking of which, only our kings, who are unparalleled wise men, can come up with such a big deal."

"King? Doing a business?" Yiqiusheng's surprise really aroused his curiosity and said hurriedly: "General Zhao Kuo, what's going on? Tell me about it in detail?"

Zhao Kuo did not pay attention to Yiqiusheng, but continued to taste the good wine in the wine pot with a delicious taste. After a while, he exhaled a long sip of the strong smell of wine.

"Three more West Seahorses."

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