Lonely King and Widow

Chapter 859 The pit is 160 meters deep, Mojiu’s Peach Blossom Spring (1)
In early August, the weather has turned into autumn.But the yellow leaves hadn't fallen, and the weather hadn't cooled down yet. The Nanrong soldiers in heavy armor walked on the marching road under the scorching sun, still sweating profusely and exhausted the heat.

The soldiers at the lower level don't know much about the internal affairs of the country.But most of them know that Wan Yanxiu is doomed, and the current Ping soldiers are cowards. Since the beginning of the war, they have never lost a single game. Bianjing and the overthrow of the Ping State regime are all great achievements for them, so why worry about food and clothing expenses in the future?

Compared with Juan Bing's decadence, Nan Rongbing is all optimistic.

At the place where Shuai Qi was located, Xiao Qian was riding on a horse, looking at the high morale of the imperial guards, his brows were wrinkled, and he suddenly turned his head and shouted at Chi Zhong.

"Pass down the order and take a break!"

"Decree." Chi Zhong's cheeks were covered with sweat, and he clasped his fists in response.

Soon, the marching army stopped, rested, drank water, and chatted about the mountains.There was nothing but the joy of beating the people of the country back to their hometown, and then going home to marry a wife and have a son. All of them were full of ambition, and all of them seemed a little overly optimistic and blindly arrogant...

"Marshal, drink water!" Xue Fang handed a ox horn bag to Xiao Qian, seeing him take it slowly, his stern face seemed to be in a bad mood, so he relaxed the atmosphere with a smile: "Look at the momentum of our army, It would take less than two months to invade Bianjing City."

Xiao Qian looked back at him silently, "You think so too?"

"That's right!" Xue Fang said with a smile, "We've been fighting for four months, and our team's battles are like harvesting. Those bastards from the Ping Kingdom ran faster than rabbits when they met us. What are you calling us?"

Staring at Xue Fang closely, Xiao Qian felt even more worried.

As the saying goes, "Arrogant soldiers are bound to lose, mourning soldiers are sure to win." Before the four-month war, the Ping Kingdom was a proud soldier, and Nan Rong was a mourning soldier. Now that the four-month war is over, the mentality of the soldiers of the two countries has almost turned upside down. for a while.Nan Rongbing, who used to be a little frightened when he saw the mighty Pun Bing, is no longer afraid of Pun Bing, not to mention, and all of them are arrogant, as if Pun Bing is made of tofu cubes.

Is Ke Juanbing really soft tofu?of course not.

Once such an idea arises in the South Rongjun, it will be dangerous...

Xiao Qian glanced at the generals beside him, then took a sip of water gracefully, "Is there any news from Beimeng?"

"The official text has not yet arrived, but the spies have news." Zhao Shengdong, who is in charge of his information, stepped forward from behind and said in a low voice: "Beimeng took advantage of the Pun people to become enemies with Nanrong, and with Pun's internal turmoil, people's hearts are impetuous. , has led the northern meng cavalry to enter Gubeikou, and directly attacked the central capital of the country. At the same time, we will cooperate with our left-wing army. I believe that we will soon be able to go south to Bianjing and join our army..."

Hearing such good news, several generals clasped their hands together.

"Marshal! Break Bianjing and overthrow the country, we will surely win!"

Amid the laughter of mutual compliments, several generals and schools even started to argue, all wanting to be the vanguard of the next battle.

Seeing this, Xue Fang frowned, and glanced at Xiao Qian.

Rarely, Xiao Qian didn't say a word, but turned his horse's head silently, looking at the distant mountains...

After being alone for a long time in silence, he suddenly called out, "Xue Fang!"

Xue Fang trotted over on horseback, but heard his voice melt into the faint sound of the wind.

"I wonder if the trees on Xinglong Mountain are green this year?!"

Xue Fang understood the implication of his missing Mo Jiu, but patted his head in puzzlement.

(End of this chapter)