On the second day, it was just dawn, and the big drums outside the military camp were ringing. The soldiers of the three armies were neatly dressed and lined up on the wide school ground. Accompanied by the generals above the fourth rank, the commander Fang Zheng was sleepy and yawned constantly, and inspected the three armies in sloppy manner...

Then Fang Zheng lazily ordered the entire army to leave the camp and head to Tashan.

More than 100,000 people walked slowly on the Youzhou Plain and walked northwards in a mighty manner.

Ten thousand cavalrymen in the vanguard camp had already begun to open the way. On the vast plain, there were crowds of people, countless war horses neighing, and countless soldiers holding swords and holding shields. We have to admit that Feng Qiudao was indeed a little tempted to train troops, and the 100,000 new troops were not confused at all. On his slightly childish faces, there was a kind of fortitude and ruthlessness that belonged to soldiers.

Have the weight of food and grass been following?" Fang Zheng quietly stared at the moving team and asked Feng Qiu's sword next to him.

"The Marshal, the food and grass that can last for half a month have been prepared and are being transported to Tashan with the army. As for the subsequent food and grass, the Ministry of Revenue is urgently raising the food and grass."

Fang Zheng nodded. He still understood the principle that the army had not yet moved, and the food and grass had moved first.

"This war will end as soon as possible. The war is to fight for the old capital. Our Hua Dynasty is not very strong. It is a army of more than 100,000. Not to mention anything else, just eating food is enough to eat every day. I guess the emperor must be so worried about the food in the capital. Feng Qiudao curled his lips and said, "Marson, our strength is not good, but the Turks are even worse. Now it is summer when grass is fat and cattle and sheep are fat. It's a pity that the Turks do not grow rice and wheat. We can't afford to drag them down. The Turks cannot afford to drag them down even more than us."

Fang Zheng sighed, "When the Turks had no food, they all came to the Huachao to rob and then returned with a full load. They were used to doing shameless things. After all, our Huachao is still too thin! If we are short of clothes and wear, we will go back to grab hundreds or thousands of cattle and sheep on the grassland, and we will still fill our stomachs." The Chinese people are too shy and can't stand it. They pay attention to the bad rules of the country of etiquette. This is also one of the essential reasons why we are often bullied! Pigs reason with butchers, that's nonsense!"

After a pause, Fang Zheng thought: "If Qinglong Mountain's robbery business is developed to the grassland, it will surely usher in the business growth period of the entire mountain."

Feng Qiudao:”

He really couldn't keep up with Fang Zheng's thinking, and combined with the great marshal of the world's soldiers and horses, how to rob the Turks' cattle and sheep?

He sighed with a long sigh. Fang Zheng looked at the vast and endless plains and sighed: "What a beautiful country. If it is occupied by the Turks, our generation will have no shame to see our ancestors even if they die."

Feng Qiudao pointed to the green plain in front of him and said, "Marson, this is the Youzhou Plain, which is the important border town in the north and the last barrier for our dynasty from north to south. Youzhou has produced horses since ancient times, and the largest horse-producing land in our dynasty is here. In order to guard this plain, we have fought with the Turks for many years. Youzhou has changed its lord several times, but it was finally taken back by us."

Fang Zheng nodded. He knew how important the geography of the Sixteen Prefectures of Youyun was to the entire China when he read a book in his previous life. The Song Dynasty lost this barrier and could not resist the Mongols going south and allowed foreign races to invade China. The horse was flat and unstoppable.

Tashan is located about 200 miles northeast of Youzhou. It took two days for the army to reach the end of the tower.

The Turkic national commander Mojilian and the newly established ten-year-old Khan were stationed here.

The army stopped less than ten miles away from the camp of Moji Company. A noise came from the front. Then ten thousand cavalrymen in the vanguard camp were unsheathed and they actually listed the attack formations from afar. For a while, the military roars were frequently heard, and people roared and horses were neighed. In the chaos, a sharp murderous aura gradually spread to the middle.

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Fang Zheng was stunned when he rode on the horse and said, "What's wrong with this? What are you doing in front?"

At this time, a spy came flying and reported: "Marson, outside the Tashan camp ahead, Moji was guarding tens of thousands of troops and horses. It seemed that he was not very friendly to our army, so our vanguard battalion also listed attack formation alerts."

Fang Zheng was shocked: "Mo Jilian was confused? I am his allies. I am not an enemy, so why did he treat me like this?"

Feng Qiudao thought for a while and sneered: "Mojilian is old, but he is not confused. This move must be to give our army a warning, and fortunately, he occupied a leadership position when the Allies issued orders."

Fang Zheng was furious when he heard this: "He has only a less than 50,000 beggars left, and he still wants to occupy a leadership position? This old guy took the wrong medicine? He was instructed to go to war for him and help him restore his country. He was so rude. I have to give him some color today!"

After saying that, Feng Qiudao reacted, Fang Zheng rode his horse and ran towards the front army. When he reached the two armies, he saw a silence in front of both sides, but in the silence was filled with a solemn atmosphere. Tens of thousands of vanguard soldiers of the two armies held steel knives and watched each other's every move. The atmosphere was tense, as if a small spark could ignite the fighting spirit that both sides had accumulated for a long time, and the hostility was extremely obvious.

Seeing this, Fang Zheng was angry and his face turned red quickly. He ignored Feng Qiudao and Wensen's obstacles and rode his horse to walk a few more steps between the two armies, then raised the whip in his hand and shouted angrily: "Mojilian! Fuck you! Get out of here!"

The soldiers from the Turkic army opposite saw someone riding alone and stood in front of the formation and shouted loudly. They couldn't help but be stunned and had a brief moment of chaos.

Fang Zheng was so angry that his chest was almost blown open. After waiting for a long time, he still had no response. So he roared and waved his horse whip and shouted: "Mojilian! You shameless old guy! I led my army to help you through a lot of hard work. You are so shameless, you are shameless." "You forget who provided you with food and grass this year, who provided you with weapons and weapons in Tashan this year, who left you a foothold in this Tashan, damn! Eat the food I gave and use the sword I gave you, you are now dealing with me, Mojilian, you are simply a beast

"You are so good to me, Huachao! We won't form an alliance! From today on, Huachao will stop providing you with food, grass and weapons. The army retreats and let you beggars fight to the death with Mochu!"

Fang Zheng stood in front of the formation and cursed for a long time. At this time, a hole suddenly broke in the formation of the Turkic soldiers opposite. An old man in a black robe rode his horse towards Fang Zheng. Fang Zheng waited for him to approach, but saw that the old man was Mojilian.

Mojilian has lost much weight compared to when he was negotiating in the capital. His cheekbones on both sides became deeper, and his face showed an unhealthy pale pale, but a bit of ruthlessness flashing from time to time, showing people that the old man's indomitable spirit has never changed from beginning to end.

Seeing Mojilian riding his horse, Fang Zheng finally stopped cursing like a shrew, staring at Mojilian coldly without saying a word.

Mo Jilian looked a little impatient. It seemed that Fang Zheng had just scolded the soldiers of the two armies, which made Mo Jilian's face dim.

Seeing Fang Zheng sitting on the street, his eyes staring at him coldly. Mojilianqiang pulled out a smile on his face and bowed to Fang Zheng and smiled: "Oh! Lord Fang, it has been more than two years since we left the capital. Are you safe?"

It's your mother's size!

Fang Zheng snorted coldly and said sarcastically: "Master National Master, your welcome ceremony is so enthusiastic. You put forward such a big formation to welcome me. How dare you teach me how to be? If you hold the steel knife in your soldiers' hands for a while, I will be frightened by the reputation of Master National Master, and maybe you will be so scared that you will crawl into your camp.

Mo Jilian's face changed. Seeing Fang Zheng's expression of anger, he hurriedly put his hand behind him and made a vague gesture at the Turkic soldiers in front of the formation. With a "swish", all the Turkic soldiers put their swords into the sheath and spread their attack formation.

Mojilian laughed and said, "Mr. Fang has misunderstood, really misunderstood! The spies ahead said that a large number of unknown troops were running towards my camp. I thought it was Mochu who led his army to attack. So, haha, the misunderstanding is all a misunderstanding. If I had known that the Allies of the Hua Dynasty had arrived, how could I treat my friends like this? We grassland people are the most straightforward. When we treat friends, we have fragrant horse milk wine, and when we treat our enemies, we will show our sharp steel knife.

Fang Zheng smiled and said without a smile: "It turned out to be a misunderstanding. Haha, I thought the National Master had climbed up a high branch again and didn't plan to form an alliance with my Huachao. I just ordered the withdrawal of troops and returned to the DPRK and cut off the food and weapons provided to you. Anyway, you are confident, both with fragrant horse milk wine and sharp steel knives, and there is nothing short of it. Our Huachao doesn't seem to need to put a hot face on your cold butt eggs.

Mojilian's eyes flashed with anger after hearing this, and then he forced a smile and said, "Mr. Fang was joking, haha, joking, when I was in a difficult and difficult situation, your country will lend a helping hand and fully fund our food, grass and weapons. This kind of kindness and all the warriors of the tribe are deeply remembered in their hearts and will repay you one day."

"Okay, please don't be polite, Lord National Normal University." Fang Zheng pointed his thumb back and said, "I brought more than 100,000 Huachao troops to help you restore the country. I'm waiting for you to say something from National Normal University. Do you need our help? If you don't need it, I will lead the soldiers to turn their heads and leave, which will prevent my soldiers from bleeding and sacrificing on the grassland.

Mojilian glanced at the vast Huachao army behind Fang Zheng, and his eyes flashed with a hint of worry, and then he squeezed out a happy expression and said happily: "It is necessary, of course, your army is coming too timely! I am very grateful to the benevolence and generosity of Your Majesty Your Majesty. The true god guarantees that Your Majesty Your Majesty Your Majesty

"No, don't always talk about your true god. Our Huachao is the jurisdiction of the Jade Emperor. Your true god can't control our area.

Fang Zheng stared at Mojilian's face and said slowly: "We are allies. Logically speaking, we are here to help you this time, so you should be the commander of the national teacher. However, in terms of the number of people, we have more than 100,000 people, and you have less than 50,000 people. Well, who will be the head coach? It's really troublesome..."

This kid is so shameless! Why did you send troops to do something and think I don’t know? He was so embarrassed to say something righteous to help me!

Mo Jilian's expression rose a little anger, and then disappeared quickly, and said with a strong smile: "Your country's heavenly soldiers come to help you for your righteousness. I am grateful to you within five. I am not the most noble person, of course, Lord Fang, you will be the head coach.

Fang Zheng said shyly: "How can you be so embarrassed? I am really ashamed of not being high or high in the next year."

He said sorry, but Fang Zheng suddenly changed his tone and said, "Since it is an allied army of the two countries, the military orders should be unified and smooth. Do not fight each other, Master National Normal University, your 50,000 troops."

Moji's face was as dark as charcoal, and after a while, a few words came out from his teeth: "I'll leave it to you to commander!"

Fang Zheng patted Mojilian's shoulder with satisfaction through the mount and praised: "The National Master is indeed as good as he was in the capital!"

The problem of the guest subordinates was solved. Fang Zheng then looked at Mo Jilian like a dream, and shouted in surprise: "Oh! Isn't this the national teacher, Lord Mo? Lord Mo, when I parted in the capital, I miss you to death! Lord Mo, are you safe?"

Moji was so angry that his lungs were almost exploding. He found that he could not get any advantage from this young boy, whether he was in the capital or now meeting in the grassland. This made him extremely angry.

Mojilian brewed for a while, and he held back the blood in his chest and suddenly laughed at the sky a few times. He said, "It turned out that Lord Fang was in front of him. As soon as he parted in the capital, Lord Fang became more and more sharp. I was really out of reach!"

Fang Zheng smiled shyly: "Don't praise me. I've been thin-skinned recently and I'm blushing easily."

Moji:

The atmosphere between the main generals of both sides was temporarily harmonious. A small storm was eroded invisibly. The two of them were filled with hypocritical smiles and greetings, showing warmth as if they were brothers. But they both understood that this kind of ally relationship based on pure national interests was really fragile and vulnerable. Both sides had their own ulterior motives and eliminated Mochu in the future. Perhaps both sides would immediately turn the gun and aim at the allies who were as close as brothers in the past, the customs, folk customs, and national conditions of the two countries. It determines that the two countries could never become true friends unless one side completely conquers the other.

The soldiers on both sides, who were tense, saw that their chief general began to chat and laugh with each other, finally relaxed their guard and slowly put their swords into the sheath. The hostility was temporarily stopped.

Fang Zheng and Mo Jilian endured the disgust and praised each other for a while, and then praised each other for the long history of cultural customs between the two countries, how important the alliance is, and that they will never violate it in the future. After chatting for a long time, until both of them could hardly stand such disgusting lies, they then looked at each other and returned to their own team tacitly.

Mojilian retreated the Turkic warriors who were confronting the Chinese soldiers, and then entered the battalion to prepare for a ceremony to welcome the Allies.

Fang Zheng rode his horse back to the central army, and Feng Qiudao and other generals surrounded him and asked curiously: "Marson, what are you talking about with that guy so speculatively?"

Fang Zheng sighed with a blue face and sighed, "Don't mention it, I have never been hypocritical in this life." Moji even did a good job, but he could even resist vomiting. This person should not be underestimated. You should be careful.

Feng Qiudao said: "Marson, Mojilian seems to be preparing for some ritual, what should we do?"

Fang Zheng thought for a while and said, "Order the main force to continue to go east and camp ten miles away from them. At night, at least 20,000 people will take turns to stay at night, and pay close attention to the movements of the Turks."

Feng Qiudao nodded and said, "The situation is complicated at the moment. Although Mojilian is an ally, he should be careful of his misconduct. This should be. But "Why should he camp east of them?"

Fang Zheng laughed and said, "Mochu is in the west, Mojilian is in the middle, and we are in the east, so it is safer. Even if Mochu attacks at night, the first one is in the bad luck. We have plenty of time to prepare to face the enemy."

When the generals heard this, they felt chilling. This marshal was simply a monster, a typical despicable person who "I will take the blame and I will die."

Not long after, the camp at the Moji Company of Tashan opened, and hundreds of Turkic men, women and young men in various robes walked out together, stopped a hundred steps away from the vanguard of the Huachao army. Then they formed a circle and began to dance the graceful and moving grassland dance.

Fang Zheng was stunned and knew that the welcoming ceremony of the Turks had begun. He hurriedly dismounted and stood out from the vanguard lineup surrounded by the generals.

Immediately afterwards, Mojilian, who had changed into a purple robe, walked out with a bowl of milky white horse milk wine. In the melodious sound of Turkic silk strings, Moji dipped in the wine, sprinkled into the sky devoutly, muttering something in his mouth, and then opened his mouth and began to sing Turkic songs. The song was a bit desolate and very beautiful.

Fang Zheng frowned and looked at Feng Qiudao for a while, and suddenly said to Feng Qiudao: "Hey, what is this old guy singing? Couldn't he be cursing me in different ways, right?"

Feng Qiudao smiled bitterly and said, "He sang a long tune of the Turkic ethnic group that welcomes distinguished guests. Grassland people have always been like this. No matter what happens, they like to express themselves by singing."

Fang Zheng sneered: "The old guy is almost wiped out by Mochu. He is still in the mood to sing now? He is so fucking happy," he said.

Listening to Mojilian's melodious singing, Fang Zheng was also excited. He rubbed his hands excitedly and said, "It's better to have fun alone than to have fun. It's not bad to sing together to sing."

So, under the astonished eyes of the generals of the Chinese dynasty, Fang Zheng took a few steps forward and walked to Mojilian, who was singing forever. Then he looked at him with a affectionate look. Finally, he opened his mouth and Marshal Fang also sang a song: We have wandered all day long, and on the green mountains of our hometown, we have also experienced all the hard work. "Running around, long live friendship, friends, ten thousand friendship."

A song "Friendship forever" that was famous in China and abroad in the past was sung by Fang Zheng with deep affection.

It’s a pity that Fang Zheng’s voice is so unsophisticated. He speaks well on weekdays. When singing a song, it’s like a man killing someone. When the Buddha kills the Buddha, he is like a pair of awls trying hard to deal with a piece of tempting iron. It sounds painful.

As soon as Fang Zheng's magic sound came out, Mojilian's long tune to welcome the distinguished guests suddenly stopped. Not only that, hundreds of Turkic young and old who were dancing behind Mojilian also showed shock. He even couldn't stand it and began to cover his ears, took a few steps back in horror, and then turned his head and ran away. Someone took the lead. In the blink of an eye, hundreds of men, women, and young and old ran away cleanly.

Only Mo Jilian was alone holding the horse milk wine, standing in front of Fang Zheng with a pale face, enduring Fang Zheng's gong-singing voice alone, looking like he was trying to wield his knife and was very entangled.

Fang Zheng still sang intoxicatedly: "How can old friends forget each other? Friendship lasts forever. Friendship, hey, hey! What are you running? I haven't finished singing yet! Hello, national teacher, have you seen it? Did you see it? They ran away

Mojilian smiled bitterly: "Mr. Fang, you'd better stop singing. To be honest, I want to run away, too."

Fang Zheng was furious: "Hey. What's your attitude? If you are allowed to sing, I will not sing? You look very dishonest. Do you want to form an alliance with me? It's so rude and hurts people's self-esteem! Master National Master, you have to give me an explanation for this matter, otherwise I will never end up with you."
Chapter completed!