Jiaohua

Chapter 754 BMW Hero (Part [-])
After a few years of separation, several springs and autumns, she used to gallop to the northwest from here.

This is also the only way for the army from the imperial capital to pass through.

In the vast and uninhabited wilderness, the setting sun and floating clouds dyed the sky golden. When the strong wind swayed, the swaying long grass swayed like autumn wheat waves, but there was a calming power that no one could match.

That is the exuberant life passed down from the ancient heaven and earth, and it is the mother of the earth that breeds all spirits.

Even the wind seems to blow from the distant past to the present.

Xia Zhaoyi's eyes became deep and far away, looking towards the land further northwest.

From the plains all the way to the mountains, these peace and tranquility will soon cease to exist, and will be replaced by scorched earth ruins and the wilderness of bones.

Back then, the army of the Northern Yuan Dynasty, which marched all the way into Pingyang Road, killed everyone they saw, leaving a bloody road for thousands of miles.

If there is no food, they will grab it; if the food is gone, they will eat people.

Their food was everywhere, and the bravery and cold and cruel slaughter of the looters allowed them to move unimpeded, with the butcher's knife in their hands approaching the ancient capital of Yong'an.

Li Ju was so frightened.

The other millet is Lili, the seedling of the other millet.

After watching for a while, Xia Zhaoyi reined in his horse and turned around, looking at the southern land.

Zhi Changle took out a roll of paper from his sleeve and opened it: "Ali, let's go, let's start from scratch."

Xia Zhaoyi smiled, "It's not starting from scratch, Brother Zhi, we're only now officially starting."

"Okay!" Zhi Changle nodded, his eyes were firm and bright, "Start now!"

The map of Youzhou was drawn on the paper, and Xia Zhaoyi copied it from the map given by her master. Along the way, she outlined a large feasible route on the paper, and marked it densely.

A route represents a business route, if one fails, change to another, and the alternatives are also listed in it.

Asking for others is better than asking for yourself. She has her own judgment and decision on the road she has walked with her own feet and the mountains and rivers she has seen with her eyes.

She can even build roads. If those villages don't allow it, she will lead people across the mountains and ridges to build trestle bridges.

Where there is a will, there is a way.

"Report!"

The fast horse sent the letter, and the cavalry jumped off the horse and rushed into the Pinglan Army camp in Li Genshan.

"General, Jan Song's troops have arrived at Chuanchang Gorge!"

There were twenty or so men in armor standing in the camp. Lin Jianrui, who was in the middle, heard the words, his eyes brightened: "It's time to come, fuck it!"

He turned his head to look at the young man who was also wearing armor, clasped his fists and said, "Shen Langjun, please follow me to the army!"

Lin Jianrui is only a few years older than Shen Lie, in his early twenties, with youthful and mature looks in his eyes.

His father, Lin Xinchun, was a general under Lin Mingjiang, a general of the Pinglan Army, and led a total of 6000 people.

Two months ago, Lin Xinchun had just passed his [-]th birthday, when he was leading the army through Xiling, he was suddenly attacked and died at the knife of Zhan Song's father, Zhan Ke.

Lin Jianrui's blood book "Revenge for killing father, we will not share the sky" hangs in front of the marching bed, vowing to avenge this blood revenge.

Zhan Ke is a veteran, he was once the deputy general of the Duwei's Mansion during the Dagan Southwest War, and he led his troops to fight off the Dijun barbarians when he was young.During the half-year-long battle, a total of 320 Dijun barbarians died under his sword, and 86 were injured, which can be described as a great military exploit.

The reason is so clear, because not only Zhan Ke, but also the guards and soldiers around Zhan Ke are counting.

Zhan Ke is not good at work, but he is very belligerent. Counting the number of enemy casualties filled him with a sense of honor and accomplishment.

Zhan Song's soldiers and horses who came to Chuanchang Gorge this time were less than 800 people. Lin Jianrui lay in ambush here for a long time, so he waited for a fight.

Lin Jianrui led the lieutenant general and the guards to leave first. Shen Lie, Dai Yu and Zhai Jinsheng were about to follow up when they suddenly grabbed Shen Lie with one hand and said in a low voice, "Mr. Shen, wait a minute."

It was Lin Yiping, Lin Xinchun's younger brother, Lin Jianrui's second uncle, and one of the three scholars who went to Zuilu with Wang Xudu and Lin Zhen this time to invite Shen Lie to visit the state.

He looked outside the camp, pulled Shen Lie aside, and begged: "Shen Langjun, if you will accompany my nephew to Chuanchang Gorge later, you must help me at a critical moment."

"Why?" Shen Lie asked.

"He..." Lin Yiping couldn't talk about his nephew, and said frowning, "He can't fight, let alone fight. When he saw a murder for the first time, he fell off the horse in fright and vomited for a long time."

When Ji Xiahe heard this from the side, he was also terrified when he thought of the murder scene at the city gate that he saw when he came out of Guangzhao with Deputy Lieutenant Lin.

"Since it's the first time, it should be better now." Shen Lie said.

"Just... five days ago." Lin Yiping weakly raised a finger.

"..."

Ji Xiahe and the others were dumbfounded.

"It's such a joke!" Dai Yu said, "If you are afraid of killing people, you can see that you have never been able to lead an army to fight. The Pinglan Camp has 6000 people, how can you easily hand it over to these... these recruits!"

Lin Yiping was even more worried and couldn't continue talking.

Lin Zhen who was on the side said, "This matter is related to my cousin."

Lin Yiping didn't even have time to stop him, so he heard him continue: "My cousin and nephew Lin Xian grew up together, and my nephew's wet nurse didn't have enough milk, so it was Lin Xian's wet nurse who used to feed my nephew. Two People are as close as brothers, nephew Lin Xian lost his father when he was young, so he took the initiative to ask Ying to lead the army, so my cousin persuaded my cousin to give him the position of general."

"..."

There was a deep silence.

Lin Yiping held his forehead, his head hurt.

"Mr. Lin," Ji Xiahe said, "Seeing you, do you know that this is not right?"

"No, no, I have no such intention." Lin Yiping repeatedly denied.

"That's right?" Ji Xiahe looked at him.

Lin Yiping was about to cry.

"Oh." Ji Xiahe sighed.

"Let's go." Shen Lie looked at Dai Yu.

Watching Shen Lie and Dai Yu leave, Ji Xiahe shook his head and looked back at Lin Yiping.

Lin Yiping smiled, sweating profusely.

In the spacious open space outside the company battalion, the army is ready to go.

Lin Jianrui got on his horse, wearing his father's armor, which was a little worn out, and there were still many bloodstains on the armor.

The armor weighed twenty catties, very heavy, but he didn't frown, standing on the horse with a horizontal knife, majestic and full of vigor.

Seeing Shen Lie and Dai Yu coming out, Lin Jianrui waved his hand: "Bring me here!"

A reddish-brown horse with shiny coat was led out by his subordinates. The horse was tall and strong, with vigorous limbs, well-proportioned and strong muscles, a soft mane hanging down its neck, and a darker hair on its head.

"Shen Langjun," Lin Jianrui raised his hand and arched, "The BMW should be a hero. This horse is called Longying. It was a gift from the owner of the Kaihan horse farm in Langfeng County, southeast of Hechuan. My father searched the whole camp and couldn't find it. A person who can match this horse. When I saw Mr. Shen yesterday, I felt that Mr. Shen must control this fine horse, and I hope Mr. Shen will accept it with a smile!"

The soldier led the horse to Shen Lie.

(End of this chapter)