The Rise of the Marquis

Chapter 7 Ma Ling Meeting
In the next few days, everything was normal, training every day, eating, sleeping, and quietly taking a bath with Qingxu Teng at night.

The most eaten food is refined corn, wheat noodles, chicken and mutton, and a lot of eggs.

There is an elderly grandmother on the hillside behind the castle, and her granddaughter raises chickens there, so Boulevard Castle has eggs to eat every day.

When Tian Wangjian was resting under the old willow tree outside the school field wiping his sweat, he unconsciously heard the report from the scouts on the high tower. They had stopped advancing because they were about to enter the boundary of Heyin. can only stop.

Wang Jian also chatted a lot with the soldiers in the castle these days, probably because of his past actions. Now even if he talks normally, the soldiers think he is amiable. This has helped him. Many soldiers are willing to talk to him with curiosity. He speaks.

But the one who talked the most was the old coach with white beard and hair. He often said that he was from Handan, and every time he said that he was from Handan, there would be a lot of laughter.

An elderly soldier told Wang Jian in a low voice that the old coach was picked up by the deceased father of the Marquis. He said that he was from Handan but he was putting money on his face. Many people laughed at the old coach for this incident.

Wang Jian himself likes to listen to the old coach tell stories. He can tell the story of the war with the Han Dynasty, and he can also talk about the war with Lou Fanren.

Some of the soldiers would happily tell him about Lou Fan's invasion of the Northwest Frontier many years ago during the break, and the Marquis of Duyang gathered heavy troops to follow Shi Ligong's army to advance to the northwest, severely injuring Lou Fan's glorious past.

To put it vividly, it was another eight-day pursuit of eight hundred miles, and it was beaten to the brim, fleeing in the face of the wind, killing thousands of people, and capturing more than 1000 prisoners and so on.

Almost everyone in Boulevard Castle knows this, because it is the achievements of Du Yanghou. Once the soldiers talk about these things, everyone's eyes are shining, they are honored, full of admiration, and they can say goodbye to Wang Jian for a long time. stop.

He has eggs, mutton, and chicken to eat at noon, and sometimes Wang Jian will share these things with one or two lucky soldiers around him. In the past, they laughed at him quietly and spoke ill of him.

Wang Jian didn't chase them away either, thinking that he could control people by mastering resources.

He would leave an egg for the old coach every day, and gradually the old coach told him a lot about the past, but what he said was different from what the soldiers said.

The old coach said that there was sand everywhere in the northwest. They got lost not long after they left Shicheng, and they got lost in the desert. For six or seven days in a row, many people got lost in the desert and killed several horses to satisfy their hunger. Finally, they were almost desperate. Lou's annoying camp was discovered by the time, and the attack ensued.

Although what they said to the country was a great victory, the old coach grinned and shook his head, saying that it was actually Lou Fanren's camp. Most of the people they killed were old, weak, women and children, and only a few young and strong, but it was indeed a victory for Zhao Jun .

"It's not glorious." Wang Jian commented. After all, the age he lived in was much more civilized than it is today. Even though sometimes he reminded himself to accept the reality, he still couldn't help but feel emotional when faced with many things.

The old coach said: "Young master of victory without brilliance." His stature was a little stooped: "To be honest, it will be annoying, young man. They have never fought against the Han army, and they have not fought Lou Fanren in the desert.

Always fantasize about glorious victories."

The old coach's eyes were cloudy, and there seemed to be a thousand words hidden in them, but he didn't say anything.

In the end, I just looked at the old willow tree in the school yard: "I'm like this old guy, I've reached the age when I like it and think it takes up space when I don't need it.

But whether you believe in the young master or not, the most despicable victory is better than the most glorious defeat. Shibi can't kill people, but swords can. "

Wang Jian agreed with his statement: "You are right.
May I ask you some questions about marksmanship. "

The old man was flattered, and immediately said: "Of course, this is my honor, young master!"

In the next few days, Wang Jian knew that the old instructor was called Jing Bo, because he was picked up by the well at the beginning, and he talked about a lot of past events and his life's war experience. It was what Wang Jian was curious about.

After these days of observation, Wang Jian also found that the formations trained by the soldiers are quite simple, that is, the basic square formations and circular formations.

The ten warlocks stationed in the castle would sometimes come to the school grounds for training. Only then did he realize that the warlocks could not only use the "land awakening" spell that he had seen Liu Yu use that day to make the ground soft, but also some aggressive spells. Very strong spell.For example, a piece of wood thorns with a radius of two steps can be grown on the ground, which can pierce wooden posts, but it takes about a quarter of an hour to prepare.

The training of archery is also very strict among the soldiers. The Han army is good at using crossbows, and Zhao Jun disdains this. They think it is a "crooked way" to save skills, but most people use short bows instead of big bows. This is learned from Lou Fanren. It has good power on the ground and can also be used on horseback.

That afternoon, a messenger came back from the east, and came back to the fort from the tree-lined path behind the fort, bringing the king's decision.

Wang Jian heard the report from the soldiers from a distance, and the monarch is going to personally go to Maling City to coordinate the arrest of the aliens, so that Heyang, Heyin and their surrounding territories can cooperate to deal with the major issues of the aliens.

Wang Jian's matter sounds a little unbelievable. The matter between the two territories requires the king to come forward to coordinate and dispatch, which is simply outrageous.

However, thinking of Zhao's system and the fact that the monarch is emptied, it makes sense again.

First of all, the king of the state of Zhao does not have great prestige, and secondly because of this, the king wants to show himself and show his authority in this kind of matter.

At night, the candles were dimly lit in front of the dinner table, and the old man suddenly said, "The king sent a messenger to discuss matters with foreigners in Maling City."

Wang Jian nodded while biting the chicken leg. He knew it a long time ago, so there was no surprise.

"I am going to go there in person, and people from the Mu family will be there."

Wang Jian raised his head: "This is too dangerous." He was not joking, Maling City is the site of Ma Ling Gong Mu Sheng, and there are too many tricks that can be done during the discussion on other people's sites, and the opponent is Zhao Guoliu Wei Zhengqing, if you really turn your back on him, you will have less scruples.

Not to mention such a negotiation, even in the Spring and Autumn Period, there were many kings who were killed during the alliance.

The old man looked up, slightly surprised that he could say such words: "I will bring fifty guards, as well as Wu Yi and Uncle Gong.

In addition, I have already written to Shili City to ask for the help of the Wu family, and they will send people from the clan to accompany me.

The Wu family was also present, and they dared not do anything. "

Seeing that the old man is full of confidence, Wang Jian still feels a little worried. It is not the father-son friendship, but the cheap old man in front of him is his biggest backer. It is hard to imagine what will happen to him in the future if the old man does not come back. .

"Father, I'll go with you." Wang Jian said, he made a difficult decision, he was going to protect his father, although there is little difference in combat effectiveness between him and him, but his spiritual sense can feel the difference of hundreds of miles around. The turmoil of the step can detect danger in advance.

"No!" Dad refused without even thinking about it.

Wang Jian understood his concerns. The father knew that it might be dangerous and dared to go like this, partly because his heir stayed in the territory.

"Father, didn't you ask me to learn more? Now that the monarch and many important people in the country are in Ma Ling, it is a great opportunity. Besides, there are people in the Wu family, so there is no danger." Wang Jian persuaded.

"If one day I want to inherit the title and territory, I will know nothing and understand nothing. It will be too late to learn, and I will have no chance and time." He continued.

This reason really made the old man shake a little. He didn't speak for a while, the chicken on the table was steaming, he held the egg with two fingers and tapped it on the table, and after a while he said: "Okay, but everything depends on it." Listen to my arrangement."

Wang Jian nodded: "Naturally."

The next day, Dad sent a messenger to bring back the two commanders, Wu Yi and Uncle Gong, who were on defense outside. At the same time, he summoned three warlocks in the morning. The soldier is a master, and he is going to bring three warlocks with him, probably because he is also going with him, and the security level has been significantly strengthened
(End of this chapter)