"Marquis Wu Sheng died? Da Xia retired?"
Outside Sanxi City, in a large tent in the Yunguo military camp that stretches for miles, a middle-aged man lost his voice when he saw clearly what was written on the letter in his hand.
This person is Zhu Wuzhen, Commander-in-Chief of the Western Army of Izumo Town.
It took more than half a month for Daxia to retreat before Yunguo received the news.
When Marquis Wu Sheng died, Yun Guo still had no news. But the matter of Da Xia's retreat cannot be hidden from anyone.
Zhu Wuzhen's face was cloudy and uncertain, now that the Great Xia had retreated, and without the Great Xia, Yun Guo's dispatch of troops this time might be a little troublesome.
If it is said that Yunguo is united and dispatches elite soldiers and strong generals, with the current situation of Dayao, there is still room for fighting.
But for those people in the court, it makes people feel chilling to think about it.
It's not like they don't understand such a simple and obvious truth that if there is no skin, there will be no hair.
But for them, internal struggles and their own small calculations are obviously more important than external threats.
It was good to have Da Xia involved in Da Yao's energy before, but now without Da Xia, he also has the idea of retreating.
The next thing he saw was the second letter, and then his face changed drastically. First, he burst into anger, and slapped his palm on the table, only to see a palm-shaped hole appear on the table, and the place under the palm had already turned into wood powder. spilled.
After a while, his anger dissipated, and he smiled wryly.
In such a situation, he still told himself that he could not withdraw. Was this clearly blaming Daxia
I don't know which adult or which adults in the court charged Da Xia how much to make such a decision.
Could it be that they really thought that without Daxia, their own 180,000 town west army and those miscellaneous soldiers alone could stop Dayao
It's a joke.
The only hope is that Chen Guoneng, as mentioned on the letter, will send troops as soon as possible.
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Empress Ren Baqian and her party had just arrived in Liao Chengtian when it started to rain, and it continued to rain for three days.
For the past three days, Ren Baqian and the empress had a small wine glass each in the room, sitting in a daze.
"The rainy season is here?" Ren Baqian asked while playing with the wine glass in his hand.
"Almost." The empress replied casually.
According to the season, from now to September is the rainy season, and the rest of the time is the dry season.
There are no seasons of the year. In Dayao, there are only two seasons, the rainy season and the dry season.
Liaocheng is relatively northerly, and the rainy season comes later.
"It's raining in the yellow plum season, and frogs are everywhere in the green grass pond." Ren Baqian looked at the drizzle outside the window, racking his brains to come up with a poem.
"Not bad!" the empress said lightly.
She didn't know much about poetry, but it sounded pretty good.
"There are better ones!" Ren Baqian laughed immediately.
"Let's listen to it." The empress became interested.
"Heavy rain, you are full of water! A horse with four legs! Haiyan..." Ren Baqian's voice was full of emotion...
Snapped!
When the empress picked up the chopsticks in her hand, a piece of meat on the plate was all over Ren Baqian's face.
"Thank you, Your Majesty, for the reward!" Ren Baqian chuckled, stuffed the piece of meat into his mouth, and wiped his face with a rag.
The empress ignored him, drank a glass of wine, and then threw a piece of chocolate into her mouth.
Serving wine with chocolate is quite creative.
However, Ren Baqian remembered a kind of "wine heart chocolate" that he had eaten when he was a child, presumably the empress would like it very much.
After staying in Liaocheng for three days, the weather finally cleared up, and everyone went on the road again.
Just after it rained, I stepped on the dirt road with one foot deep and one foot shallow, and I couldn't speed up.
And it rained heavily just one day later.
Ren Baqian mingled on the empress's Luanjia so as not to be drowned.
In fact, there are two ox carts containing some food and daily necessities, as well as Lin Qiaole who has not woken up after getting on the cart, but the important thing is not which cart, but who is in the cart.
Listening to the sound of raindrops hitting the golden throne, Ren Baqian went back to his old job and told the empress "A Chinese Ghost Story"
"The story begins with a heavy rain. Ning Caichen, who was going to collect debts in Guobei County, encountered a heavy rain and hid in the legendary Lanruo Temple..."
"Ning Caichen? I seem to have heard of it somewhere." The empress heard the name a little familiar.
"He also went to celebrate His Majesty's birthday... Later, he came again and sent a person."
"Oh! I remembered. It's him! Let's continue!" The empress thought it was a story that happened to Ning Caichen, so she didn't think much about it.
"It's just the same name. This is not something he experienced personally." Ren Baqian pointed out, otherwise, when Yan Chixia, the tree demon grandma, and the old black mountain demon all appeared on the stage, the Empress might be confused.
Next, everyone was walking in the mud, while Ren Baqian was speaking "Liao Zhai" to the Empress in Luanjia.
Sometimes the wheels got stuck in the mud outside, and a guard could lift the ox cart out with just a stretch of his hand, without delaying the journey. However, the speed is inevitably reduced a lot.
"It's hard to travel!" Ren Baqian, who had just finished speaking "Painted Skin", sighed in the car when he was free.
This road is indeed difficult.
It was not the rainy season when I came, and I didn't find it too troublesome to walk. But this time when walking back, this kind of road is simply suffering, and it is all muddy when you step on it.
The guards outside were like mud balls.
"Can that kind of cement be used to build roads?" The Empress asked along Luanjia's way, looking at the muddy road outside.
"If you want to get rich, build roads first. It's time to build roads first. You can use cement to build roads." Ren Baqian also looked at the road outside and said.
"That's good."
"It's a good thing Daxia didn't attack at this time, otherwise our marching speed would have slowed down a lot." Ren Baqian smiled and said.
"The bowstring in the rainy season and summer is useless." The Empress explained.
It was only then that Ren Baqian realized that the bowstring at this time was mainly made of animal tendons, which would soften after being soaked in water. Even if it is not soaked in water, in such a humid environment, the bowstring will become soft after a long time.
It seems that Daxia deliberately attacked some time ago.
"However, road construction requires a lot of manpower and material resources. The next step is to look at the Northeast Protectorate." Ren Baqian thought for a while and said.
There are no machines or cars in this world, everything is done bit by bit by manpower, and transportation is carried by horns and people.
If you want to build roads, you need a lot of labor.
Ding slaves were used in ancient times on the earth. Dayao had no servants, so he had to find a way to solve the problem of labor.
It is impossible to hire labor, and the Dayao court cannot afford it, and there are not so many ancient people to do it.
The idea came to Yun Guo's head.
"I will tell Zi Donglai to catch more people when the time comes," the empress said with her forehead.
"Anyway, there's an army of 400,000." Ren Baqian reminded the Empress.
"Yun Kingdom's 400,000 army is not as good as Daxia's 200,000 army. If there is anything worthy of praise, it is that Yun Kingdom's armaments are good. However, no matter how good the armament is, it must be used by people." The empress said softly.
"Those recruits are still two months away according to the schedule, but in one month I will be ready to let them go."
Now that Daxia has been disabled, the 20,000 new recruits can be transferred to the Northeast Protectorate first, and there will be another batch of 20,000 recruits after training and then they will be sent to the Northern Protectorate.
Today's 180,000 soldiers in Daxia can't make much trouble in a short period of time.
"It's also thanks to your things." The empress said with a glance at Ren Baqian. If it weren't for Ren Baqian's mortars, grenades, telescopes, walkie-talkies, and radios, this war might have been fought.
Mortars and grenades can disrupt the opponent's military formation, and telescopes and drones can detect the opponent's situation at any time, and any movement of the opponent's troops can be detected.
The role of walkie-talkie radio stations is even greater.
The various armies can communicate directly, know the situation everywhere in time, and the orders are transmitted in real time, so that the mobilization of various parts during the battle is more timely and accurate.
It can be said that walkie-talkies, radio stations, telescopes and drones do not seem to be as intuitive as mortars and grenades, but in fact they produce no less effect than mortars and grenades.
After walking on the muddy road for 20 days, this group of people saw the Lan city in the distance.
"Finally back!" Ren Baqian got off the Luanjia, first stretched his waist and stretched his muscles, and then climbed onto his horned bull.
After walking for so long, he also missed his students a little bit.
Now that spring break is over, I don't know how many idiots are getting shot because they can't turn in their homework.
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Recommend a new book "Please queue up the system", change a system every day, 365 systems in 365 days, brain hole works, worth reading