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Chapter 245 Persecution (forty-four)

I have been sleeping very poorly these days.

As the little prince of the Zhibi family, when he grew up, the Zhibi family had already spent the most difficult days. Since childhood, he has not talked about luxury and food, but has also been well-behaved as much as he can.

Since he was a child, dozens of slave soldiers and personal guards followed him, and there were dozens of maids in the tent. At the age of ten, my father assigned more than 200 tribes, thousands of sheep and horses, and several pastures to support his most beloved son.

Later, even more, Zhibisli found a Han teacher to teach him the knowledge of the Han people. The enjoyment utensils from the south have never been short. The samurai warriors from Zhibisli also began to hone Zhibisli's fighting skills since childhood.

Zhibihe spent the most effort on this son. When Zhibislite became a man, he was already considered a considerable degree of both civil and military.

But at the beginning of the big and small, the most important lesson was missing.

It is the daily struggle of people who grow up on the grassland on the line of life and death, always accompanied by bloody battles around them, and the most difficult and cruel life!

Over the years, Zhibisli has become an alien among the grassland tribes. His clothes are exquisite and elegant, and he is a Han Chinese.

As he grew up, although his habits such as Zhibisli had not changed much, he also knew that on the grassland, he would be difficult to convince the public, and he would take over the foundation that his father had worked hard to build!

In order to successfully take over the foundation, Zhibisli began to participate in Zhibi's career and began to work hard for Zhibi's development and growth.

As a result, he accompanied his uncle Zhibiluoluo to Yunzhongcheng to conquer the nine-sentence Tatars, and was hit by a blow. Xu Le rode alone and broke into more than a thousand Yue troops camps. In the end, his uncle also fell into the hands of Heng'an Yingyang Mansion!

Therefore, this time on the expedition, Zhibisli made the greatest determination to lead by example, to endure the greatest hardship, and to become the legitimate young leader of his commander!

During these days, Zhengbishui has never entered Renwu Village and has always been struggling at the foot of the mountain. This is not a matter of being more relaxed the more persistent, but the more persistent it is, the more painful it is.

On this night, even though it was wrapped in several thick furs in the tent, the cold air still penetrated through the bones. At the middle of the night, Zhibisili finally woke up by the cold and turned over in annoyance.

Several personal guards who were dozing off the side saw Zhibisli getting up and knew that the young clan leader was frozen again. They hurriedly went to tweak the brazier to make the fire more prosperous. But even though four or five braziers were placed in the tent, the heat emitted was still not worth mentioning than the cold wind that came in through the tabernacle.

Several personal guards also coughed loudly, obviously suffering from a cold. The tent of Zhibisli was made of three layers of cowhide, and it is easy to imagine what the situation was in the two layers of cowhide tab of the other Green Wolf Cavalry.

After seeing Zhibisli get up, he walked around in a treacherously for a few steps in the tent. A personal guard whispered: "Young King, do you think you have stayed in Renwu Village for a few days?"

Zhibisli's expression shook for a moment, then he shook his head firmly: "Dad fought to the death in Jinshan, and it was no more bitter and colder than here. Dad has survived it, so why can't I? I'm determined not to go to Renwu Village. You can go on shifts to rest for a few days."

Several personal guards said, "If the young king doesn't go, what will we go?"

Zhibisli sat on Hu's bed and roasted the fire for a while, and suddenly moved his heart and asked, "Did you spread the whistle and ride out these days?"

Several of the personal guards were selected by Zhibihe himself. They had rich experience in the battle formation and placed next to Zhibisli to assist them. Hearing Zhibisli's move, one of the personal guards who looked the oldest and had a little gray beard shook his head.

"Young King, people's energy is limited. Even if they are the Green Wolf Cavalry of our Zhibi Family, they will not be able to go into battle. In this way, the whistle drivers will use them as animals. When they are in battle, they cannot say that many people should be willing to sacrifice themselves. They should still cherish their sons on weekdays, so that they can only die at that time."

Zhibi Sili wanted to say something, but in the end he held it back.

The white-bearded guard also sat on the brazier, reaching out to roast the fire, and sitting on an equal footing with Zhibisli.

"The young king and his sons share the joys and sorrows, which is excellent. The children of the grassland have to suffer this hardship. The Han people enjoy it, but the bones are soft and cannot be used! In this way, we must be able to defeat the wind and snow and forcefully take down Renwu Village. The sons also try their best. Han soldiers and horses, even if they want to counterattack, they don't know how long it will take to climb over! At this time, the young king's mind moved and asked the sons to go out to patrol, which was useless. This is to use the sons as animals. The young king needs to think more about it."

These words were purely a lesson. Zhibisli wanted to refute that Heng'an Yingyang Mansion was also a soldier who could fight and endure hardship? Last year, he suffered a huge loss at the hands of Heng'an Yingyang Mansion. Don't you be more careful with such a strong army?

The sound of howling wind came outside the tent. I felt the bone-thrusting cold air, and Zhibisli became silent again. Maybe I was really thinking badly, right? In this weather, the green wolf cavalry growing on the grassland was hard, and Heng'an Yingyang Mansion was not a heavenly soldier! This drove the man to freeze, for fear that his prestige would be depressed again.

This white-bearded personal guard was sent by Zhi Bihe. He has been following Zhi Bihe since the slave soldiers and has experienced hundreds of battles. His battle formation experience is so rich that it is overflowing. If it is released, he will be qualified to lead a team of thousands of people, but he only loyally serves the Zhi Bihe family for two generations. This personal guard even wants to give face to Zhi Bihe. Zhi Bisli is really not strong in front of him.

Since that's the case, let's just let it go, and wait for the turning point that my father said will inevitably come!

But the uneasiness in my heart became bigger and bigger. Zhibisli could no longer stay in the tent and stood up irritably: "This smoke is so scented, I'll go out and take a breath!"

Amid the sound of words, Zhibisli had already opened the tent and walked out with great strides. Several guards looked at each other. The gray-bearded guard sighed and followed.

As soon as it arrived outside the tent, the cold wind blew the snowflakes on the face, making Zhibisli feel excited all over. The weather was so cold that it was so cold!

Zhibisli stepped on the thick snow that was almost as close to his knees and walked to the point where Renwu Village could be seen clearly. Several personal guards also followed him and stood behind him.

Renwu Village was entrenched on a high place, as dark as a giant beast. Suddenly, a few ignitions lit up in Renwu Village.

Zhibisli thought he was confused about his eyes, so he wiped it hard.
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