Farming and Reclaiming Wasteland, I Pampered Hou Ye In Ancient Times

Leng Yue didn't know how to answer the call. He could only watch King Zhenbei waiting for an order. In the blink of an eye, they were surrounded by flying cavalry.

What's even more irritating is that they held a saber or a lance in one hand, and a big round watermelon in the other.

Obviously, they didn't mean to kill, King Zhenbei understood that these people wanted to capture his soldiers alive.

The King of Zhenbei finally believed that the person who grabbed the 150,000 horses from North Vietnam last time was Chu Lixuan, and there were more than 30,000 remnants of them.

"That kid Chu Lixuan isn't here, that's how you greeted this king?" King Zhenbei preempted him.

"Will the lord lead his troops to attack us, won't we allow us to defend ourselves?" Nie Cimeng confronted each other.

"Is there a king's land in the world, this king can attack wherever he wants to go?" King Zhenbei asked aggressively.

"We are the masters of our site. This piece of land has been sold to our grandfather. Our grandfather is the landlord here. If King Zhenbei wants to step into our site without our consent, it is an invasion."

As a military advisor, Nie Cimeng has a natural eloquence, plus Jiang Xinyan's mantra, so angry that the King of Zhenbei looks up.

"This king has invaded, what are you waiting for?" King Zhenbei came to him if he couldn't get any advantage verbally.

"Tianwang Laozi stepped into our territory at will without our father's consent, and we would beat him hard." Wei Dabin shouted with inner strength.

They all sat on horses. Compared with the infantry of the Zhenbei Army, their momentum was not only twice as high, but eight points higher.

Everyone in Xuanyan City raised their chins high, looking like radical youths, full of energy, it is a very sacred and glorious thing for them to contribute to the castle.

King of Zhenbei: "..." These people are very clear that they are going to fight, and there are some remnants he doesn't want!

"We've been on the road for two days and one night, and we're tired and hungry. What kind of hero are you taking advantage of the danger?" Leng Yue looked at the watermelon and became even more hungry and thirsty.

"We have good wine and good food for our friends, and we have a shotgun for our enemies. This is your choice." Nie Cimeng has never lost a war of words.

Leng Yue: "..." He was speechless.

King Zhenbei is also difficult to ride a tiger. He only brought so many people this time, and he didn't really want to do anything to Chu Lixuan.

Just want to scare him, let him know how high the sky is, the imperial power is not to be provocative.

King Zhenbei never dreamed that this would put him in a dilemma, fight! Obviously their Zhenbei Army will lose.

The court's military salaries, because of the war on the southern border, can't be counted on this year, and they offend Chu Lixuan. Will their soldiers in the northern army drink the northwest wind in the second half of the year?

It turns out that what his son said about Xuanyan City, like Penglai Island, is about to become an existence that Shikoku fears. This is true.

After all, Chu Lixuan is from Dongchen, so he shouldn't give up his territory to the people of Beiyue! Then how about giving him another 10,000 people!

King Zhenbei also knew that he would spend the rest of his life in this bitter and cold frontier, but unfortunately his generals lost more than a dozen people after two wars.

"The boy on the opposite side, you cut the watermelon in half, how about we eat half of it and then beat it?"

Wei Dabin and all the generals: "..."

King Zhenbei used the remnants of defeated soldiers for food, and he knew that he was a little shameless, but after all, it was for the health of the soldiers at the border.

It turned out that there is really only more shameless, not the most shameless, such a shameless King Zhenbei opened their eyes to them.

"Okay, so the soldiers obey the order and divide the watermelon into two halves. After everyone is full, they will compete." Zhao Yu announced with his inner strength.

"Kacha...Kacha..." The voice of cutting the watermelon, after all, is a compatriot, so why is it too urgent to fry each other.

The soldiers of the Zhenbei Army took half of the watermelon, and couldn't wait to bury their faces in the half of the watermelon to chew, and the sound of clicking or sucking resounded in their ears.

Looking at his subordinates who looked like the reincarnation of a starving ghost, King Zhenbei sat on the back of a horse, all blushing.

Then the people in Xuanyan City carry a small iron spoon with them, dig a spoonful elegantly and put it in their mouths, and eat slowly without making any sound.

Wei Dabin also respectfully handed the king of Zhenbei half of the watermelon. If Wei Dabin in the past might not have dared to share a watermelon with the king of Zhenbei, now they are hostile, and there is no respect and order.

Zhao Yu also thoughtfully handed a spoon to King Zhenbei, "Your Highness, please take it slow."

King Zhenbei looked at the bright and dazzling watermelon in his hand and smelled the fragrance of the watermelon. He really wanted to put half of the watermelon on Wei Dabin's head.

However, King Zhenbei dug a spoonful and put it into his mouth, the sweetness filled his mouth, and he ate it one by one.

After eating the watermelon, Wei Dabin and King Zhenbei were the first to fight each other. The two of them fought against each other, unlike Wei Dabin and the commander's death-defying fight.

After more than 100 rounds, Wei Dabin dismounted the king of Zhenbei, and Leng Yue and Bing Po immediately stepped forward to support their king.

The King of Zhenbei was shocked, his future generations were terrifying! This kid obviously didn't use all his strength, and he used five successes when he first started.

After only thirty moves, the King of Zhenbei had the rhythm of falling behind. He suddenly used eight successes, and then added ten successes.

And Wei Dabin consistently used five successes to knock him off his horse with a hundred moves, showing the gap between them.

There is no suspense in this battle. Zhenbei Army lost. Although they all suffered minor skin injuries, the most unbearable thing was that they were cut back and put their hands on their backs.

Zhao Yu announced coldly and loudly with his inner strength: "You have already been captured by us, you are our prisoners of war, and it is reasonable to go back to farm with us.

However, you are all people who receive imperial stipends, as well as elite soldiers and generals with official positions. If you are an exile with us, it will be too wrong for you.

You still go back with the King of Zhenbei, and I won't care about you this time. I hope you will serve the court well in the future.

Concentrate on sticking to the border, don't pay attention to us again, we just want to farm well, and next time we commit crimes, don't blame us for being ruthless. "

As soon as Zhao Yu's words were finished, the people in Xuanyan City had grabbed the other's hands, and immediately let go and retreated.

Their grandfather explained that this time it was just to teach Zhenbei Army a lesson, and they didn't want their people anymore.

The people in their castle advocate equality for all, how can prisoners of war be equal! Even if they are treated equally, they may not be willing.

Unlike Dai Yuntao and the others, they were also responsible and aspiring generals at the beginning. Even if they were seriously injured, they would not forget to radiate the residual heat for the court when they were dying.

They want to use their broken bodies to exchange some food for healthy soldiers. They are passionate and loyal for the court.

After coming to the castle, they were cured by their wives. It was because of a life-saving grace that they would be loyal to the Lord.

The soldiers who followed the King of Zhenbei were originally people who had followed the King of Zhenbei for many years. They were all loyal to the King of Zhenbei and the court. What's the use of collecting them!