On the banks of the Po River, more than 30 cavalry advanced along the road. The leaders were Li Xin and Liang Miao who were hunting and returning home with a lot of loads. Most of the people who were traveling with were young people.

Seeing that there were many people busy in the river berth ahead, pouring many white objects into the water, stirring up waves of white smoke, and everyone pulled the horse and stopped to watch.

The water surface with thick smoke kept churning, and the spring breeze blew, bringing waves of heat. Li Xin looked carefully and smiled and said, "It turned out to be a snail."

"Is there a snail here too?" A boy asked, and Li Xin shrugged: "Otherwise, why should I put fresh lime? Quick lime also needs to be bought with money."

Seeing the water boiling and becoming white, the teenagers exclaimed: "So much quicklime is thrown into it, so many snails are burned to death!"

"It's not okay to burn it to death. After that, you have to pick it up and expose it to the sun, so that you can get rid of the weeds." Liang Miao hummed, his eyes lit up: "As long as you put out the nails and screws, the people by the water will not get sick with big belly."

A boy was curious: "Is this true? If you put out the snails, you won't have big belly disease?"

"Really, this is what Xu Zhenjun said to Li Fujun, so that's fake!"

"If it weren't true, why would the public mobilize everyone to find a river bay with a lot of snails, and then buy lime and kill snails? All limes are bought for money."

As they were talking, several officials not far away saw them gathered here and pointed at them, and then came over to drive them away: "Don't look, don't look, get together, it's inconspicuous."

A young man wanted to call out Li Xin's identity and scare the other party. Li Xin quickly raised his hand to stop him, then dismounted and walked forward with Liang Miao, who was also dismounted.

"Our village is also looking for screws. I want to see if there are many screws here."

Li Xin said with a smile. The Liye knew that he was a local and waved his hand: "There is nothing good to look at. It's been dispersed. Don't let passers-by think something big is happening here."

"How could it be? The public party organized everyone to slaughter the snails, so that more people could know the harm of snails. If you eliminate snails, the people can live and work in peace."

"Huh?" The Liye saw that the two young men in front of him were speaking in a good manner, but they didn't look like scholars, and asked, "Which village is from you?"

Li Xin still smiled: "I am from Baishi Village, North Pokou."

"Baishi Village..." After hearing this name, several officials looked at the people in front of them, and thought of a little, and asked quickly: "Don't know Alang's name?"

"Oh, my surname is Li. My uncle asked me to see how the villagers snails were killed." Li Li still smiled. After hearing this, the officials of the village quickly reacted.

Baishi Village, surnamed Li, my uncle asked me to take a look...

Ouch! This is Li Fujun’s nephew!

"Mr. Lang, we have no eyes..." The clerk instantly squeezed out his smile, and Li Xin waved his hand: "Don't do this, everyone will do their best to organize the villagers to kill the snails. I can see clearly. It's really hard."

"No, no, no, no, no, no!" The officials almost said something unscrupulous. Li Xin asked directly without waiting for the other party to say flattery, "How about this river section, how snails are?"

"Not many, not many! A while ago, I had already slaughtered several places, then I picked up the screws and threw them into the kiln to burn. Now, there are few places."

"Then, is the quicklime from the government easy to use? Is it a bad one used as a good one? Or is it rained?"

"No, quicklime is very strong, and it is gulp and smokes and bubbles..."

Li Xin is fifteen years old this year. According to the rules, if the government recruits the people to serve in the military and fight, he will have a share.

If he is really recruited to fight, Li Shi will be able to go to the battlefield after he is wrapped up with his head.

Liang Miao is the same, but they are no longer the poor boys of the past and will not be recruited to serve in the military.

Li Xin's uncle Li Li is now a Poyang Inner Historian, a great official, and a great hero who captured the "monkey spirit" alive, so Li Xin is also determined to gallop on the battlefield and make achievements like an uncle.

Liang Miao's brother Liang Sen, also has martial arts skills. Last year, he also attacked Changsha with Li Xin's uncle and captured some king alive. He is very famous. While Liang Miao is proud of his brother, he also aims to achieve something.

He and other teenagers of the same age insisted on training, practicing archery, practicing long-term soldiers, and practicing riding and shooting. Now he is well-trained, and he goes out to hunt while studying.

By the way, listen to the discussions and voices of the countryside.

Li Xin kept in mind his uncle's teachings, did not bully others with power, did not act rampant, did not act arrogantly, traveled in a low-key manner, and talked to others on a horse. If the other party did not ride a horse, he must dismount.

When treating people and things, you should have no less etiquette, otherwise you will lose the face of the Li family.

On weekdays, I practice martial arts, study, travel, work hard, practice riding, and strive for something to do in the future.

After the conversation, Li Xin got on the horse and took her companions forward.

The young men whipped their horses and galloped on the shore of the Po River, chasing the spring breeze and looking forward to the future.

If you practice your skills hard, you can’t be skilled in archery and horses. You have to wear two horns and shoot left and right. In the future, we will also make achievements!

......

In the northern border of Sizhou, the sound of killing by the river was shocking the sky. Liang soldiers in red uniforms confronted the Wei soldiers in black uniforms.

Before, the Wei soldiers were defeated and Liang soldiers pursued them, but they came here. The Wei soldiers who had been ambushing for a long time chased them and surrounded them, fighting less.

The fight lasted for more than an hour and was approaching its end.

The river water was stained red with blood, and the encirclement gradually narrowed. The Wei army was like a black giant python, slowly shrinking its body and strangling its prey to death.

But the prey refused to surrender and still struggled hard.

In the bloody storm, the young Xiao Mohe held a knife in his left hand and a broken spear in his right hand. He slashed and stabbed the spear, and knocked down the Wei army one by one, and made a small gap in the black tide.

The other Liang soldiers followed closely behind and rushed forward to break through.

The sound of the bowstring sounded, and the Wei army archers shot at the brave Liang soldier, shooting Xiao Maha in heavy armor into a hedgehog, but he still fought bravely to kill the enemy.

"Who else, who else will come!"

Xiao Mohe shouted, covered in blood, but he still fought hard. The Wei soldiers were shocked by this "blood man" and did not dare to go forward alone, so they rushed forward.

The other Liang soldiers were inspired by Xiao Mohe's bravery and rushed up to fight with the Wei soldiers.

They are also veterans who have been through the battlefield and will not give up easily, let alone lose to this young man

Last year, they followed Chen Dudu to climb north across Dayu Ridge. When they passed by Nankang, this young man named Xiao Maha joined the army. Although he was young, he was brave and good at fighting. He had few opponents in both infantry and cavalry warfare.

This young man is not afraid of death, and the veterans are even less afraid of death.

They fought with the rebels for many years in the wet and stuffy Jiaozhou, and they shed blood and shed tears, crawling out of the sea of ​​blood. I have never seen any scenes.

Even if you die, you still have to take a cushion.

When the weapon is gone, he will use his fist to smash it. The fist hits the iron armor, making the skin bloom and flesh bloom, revealing the bones, but he still smashes it desperately.

Seeing that the oil was about to run out and the lights were dry, the Liang army soldiers looked carefully and found that reinforcements were coming.

The soldiers who were surviving in desperate situations cheered, as if they had endless strength to continue fighting with the enemy. After a while, the Wei soldiers retreated, and many Liang soldiers were still standing on the river bank stained with blood.

Xiao Mohe, who was lying in the pile of corpses, was "dig" out by his companions. He opened his eyes with a bloody face and saw that it was a familiar face and asked, "Did we win?"

"Win! Reinforcements are coming!" The companion with bloody faces smiled.

"Then..." Xiao Mohe struggled to stand up, picked up a knife that cut out many gaps, and was about to chase the Wei soldiers: "Chase, chop, chop them to death!"

His body was shaking, and his companions quickly supported him: "Silly boy, keep your energy and fight the next battle."

"Next game? Yes, next game..." Xiao Mohe looked at the corpses all over the ground and slowly came to his senses.

The official army fought for more than half a year and recaptured Anlu. Now it is about to drive the Wei army out of Sizhou, but the war will not subside, so there is still a "next battle".

There is also a chance to make contributions.

Xiao Maha had ambitions and believed that a man should gallop on the battlefield and make achievements. Therefore, he joined the army to the north and realized his ambitions with his martial arts.

Moreover, he also heard about the deeds of a young man, so his young heart beat like a galloping horse.

Li Sanlang of Poyang is no older than me. He has made great contributions to capturing Hou Jing alive. I can do it too!
Chapter completed!