The setting sun in the grassland is like a pot of spirits hanging on the horizon.
On the hillside, Wu Zheng admired the sky full of sunset clouds. Compared with Shendu, the sunset clouds on the grassland had a different flavor.
Under the hillside, the troops who had been walking for a day camped and were busy with their own affairs, everything was so orderly.
"How is the sunset on our grassland?"
Merhan walked up, and after agreeing to cooperate with him, he came out of the cage smoothly.
The person who is least used to him coming out is naturally an old ghost.
Merhan was also quite reasonable, always walking around the old ghost, never swaying in front of him.
Although the old ghost wanted to smash Merhan's body into pieces, in Wu Zheng's barracks, even if he had no grievances against Merhan, he had to endure it honestly.
But at this time, the two of them were behind him. Wu Zheng even called He Laowu to bring a guard camp behind him, fearing that it was these two guys who suddenly fought, and there was no one to persuade him to fight.
Wu Zheng smiled and said, "I have to admit that it really does not have a flavor."
Merhan smiled and said: "In fact, when I first visited Shendu, the sunset glow of Shendu also gave me a different flavor. That evening, I stood in the attic until dark. It seems not enough.
Thinking about it now, I'm like a dumpling entering the city, it's ridiculous! "
"Same." Wu Zheng smiled slightly: "I am also a soil bun now."
"Why should the generals belittle themselves?"
"It's not bad! We're at least halfway down this road! Why do we all have to hide? With you, we can completely become an army of Uyghurs! Are you right? But this is the case. I didn’t expect this little thing."
Merhan smiled slightly: "How difficult is this, as long as the general is willing to change the handsome flag, you will be able to pass the road unimpeded."
"Just waiting for your words, I finished the banner overnight."
Merhan was taken aback, didn't he hear people say that Zhou people are all arrogant? Although no one can win on the battlefield, and they are always pulled to the door of their homes and beaten by others, they are just as arrogant as a fan.
By the way, Zhou people seem to call this qijie.
The dignified army is now going to be replaced by the flag of the enemy country. What about the integrity of this guy
Merhan was very puzzled. He didn't understand that for a general like Wu Zheng, shouldn't people of integrity be very important? Why now this integrity is like shit in his eyes.
"Old ghost!" Wu Zheng beckoned to the old ghost: "Take out the map, and let's get the total together."
"Fifth, go call Qin Xiang and Cheng Xiaojin, let's get a military accountant."
The old ghost spread out a map on the grass, a map to Yuejia City.
Wu Zheng pointed to the map and said to Merhan: "You are the master of Yuejia City. If you are familiar with Yuejia City, it is none other than you. Do you have anything to add to this map first? "
Merhan smiled slightly, and leaned forward to stare at the map carefully.
Wu Zheng is not worried that he will release the water, let alone that he will pit himself with the old ghost.
Because if he dares to pit himself now, then he is pitting himself!
After a while, Qin Xiang and Cheng Xiaojin came to the hillside one after another. Merhan also read the map, shook his head and said: "The map of General Rosso is very detailed, even more detailed than the maps I used before. , Worthy of being a member of the Second Corps."
The old ghost gave him a sideways look, dismissive of Merhan's flattery.
"This is the Yuejia City we are going to, let's take a look at both of you!"
When Cheng Xiaojin heard Wu Zheng say this, he leaned over and took a look: "A good place by the mountains and rivers!"
Qin Xiang nodded and said, "It is indeed a good place. The entire four directions, southeast, northwest, and northwest are all stuck in the mountains by this city. I just don't know how far this city is from Kasaba City?"
"One thousand six hundred miles." The old ghost said proudly.
"One thousand six hundred miles! So far..."
The old ghost said triumphantly: "The Uighur has a vast territory, and one thousand six hundred miles is nothing."
Merhan said: "You are more familiar with your feelings than the city lord of me."
The old ghost snorted coldly, looking ignored.
Merhan pointed his finger on the map and said: "Brigadier Qin doesn't have to worry that this city will not be rich if it is far away from Wang Ting. On the contrary, my Yuejia City is located in the entire Uighur East-West Corridor... (End of this chapter)