The Ming Dynasty’s Prodigal Son

Liu Jin searched very carefully. The Tatars were poor and lived on nomads. Because of this, all valuable things were loved and hidden.

They did not bring much dry food. They came out lightly. Since everything was based on surprise victory, the dry food of these Tatars had to be cleaned.

Liu Jin found many gadgets, such as ... he actually found a pot.

You know, the iron pan is here with the Tatars, but ‘artifact’, high-level cooking, good eating, all depends on him.

At other times, you can only eat barbecue. You can eat it for a few days, but it's okay. But every year, except for Liu Jin, not many people in the world can eat it.

Liu Jinmei Zizi set up the iron pan, looked for the water source, began to boil the water, and then put the salt and thirteen incense that he carried with him.

The Tatar war horse was killed and killed, and a pot of meat would be cooked.

They found Tatar horse milk.

Many soldiers lit a bonfire. They worked for a long time and dug pits. Whether it was the Tatars or the corpses of their robes, they were buried and exhausted one by one.

Now, when I saw a bowl of rich broth, the tired people suddenly got up. It's just that they aren't used to horse milk wine, but Zhu Houzhao, who is happy to drink.

"Tomorrow to continue, we must be faster than the Tatars ..." Zhu Houzhao was drunk and looked down at the map in his hand. On one side, he took out the compass and frowned.

From a young age, a plan has been formed in Zhu Houzhao's mind.

This plan, as it ages, continues to become richer. Now, Zhu Houzhao's mind is full of this plan and constantly improves it.

He spit out alcohol in his mouth with excitement, the sky was dim, the grassland was a bit cold, but for Zhu Houzhao, these were nothing.

As if in the middle of the world, someone is here to guide you, and you have to do it yourself, as you have been thinking about for countless times, to keep this plan in your heart and implement it.

He held his chin, closed his eyes, stared at the map, staring blankly.

He even thought about what choice he would make if Laofang was here and faced with such a situation.

This guy ... knowing that the palace is in Lanzhou, you can't see the Tatars, so you must laugh to death.

Will he ... worry about the palace?

I want to come!

I want to come. Before that, he was still joking about the palace. When he learned that the palace had entered the desert, he must be scared to death, haha ​​...

Zhu Houzhao couldn't help but laugh. When he thought of Fang Jifan's flies and anxious expression, Zhu Houzhao couldn't help but laugh.

Liu Jin hid aside, carrying the hot horse broth, happily eating, hearing Zhu Houzhao's self-satisfied laugh, he only looked up, and then ignored it.

I want to live ... I can't starve to death.

Tomorrow ... I don't know what will happen. If you want to live, you have to fill your stomach.

Years of experience have made Liu Jin understand more than anyone else, what is the most important thing to survive in the wild.

The godfather didn't know what happened.

What about Grandpa?

Okay, he always looked down on us, I taught him to know ...

At this time, Zhu Houzhao beckoned to Liu Jin: "Liu Banban, you come."

"What?" Liu Jin quickly brought the broth.

"Write down, this palace killed four today."

"Oh." Liu Jin nodded desperately, and then bowed his head to drink soup.

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Datong, above the flying ball, Fang Jifan sat on the flying ball and looked at his feet, the army of Tatars with mountains and fields.

Fang Jifan rubbed his temples, Tatars ... IQ is better.

This is indeed a headache. Obviously, the Tatars have an instinctive fear of flying balls, so when they camped, they deliberately spread out, as if they tried their best to minimize the attack of flying balls.

And the flying ball attack is slow, the Tatars seem to have prepared a special person to look at the sky, and seeing the flying ball floating in the sky, they are immediately alert.

Fang Jifan, Shen Ao and Yang Biao were on the flying ball and looked at the arrangement of the Tatars outside the city with a telescope.

As for this? It just blows you up once, can you be brave and get everyone together?

"Otherwise, let's blow up tonight, blow them up all night, how much can kill." Yang Biao said.

Fang Jifan shook his head: "It is fried with silver, and the fuel of the flying ball does not need silver? Fire oil and explosives don't cost money? Damn, you know the money of trampling Laozi!"

Yang Biao was scolded by Fang Jifan all at once, and suddenly he dared not make a sound. He stiffened his face, and for a long time, he embarrassedly said: "Eun Gong, do you eat dried meat?"

Take out the dried meat and stuff it into Fang Jifan's hands.

Fang Jifan's dying, waved his hand: "Don't eat." Then, Fang Jifan narrowed his eyes and couldn't help raising the telescope: "The desert was hit by disaster and could not take Datong, they will freeze to death, starve to death, time is in us Here, I do n’t believe it, they do n’t step up the siege. If he dares to come to siege, I will kill him. ”

"Go back, come back."

Back in Datong, Zhang Mao ’s personal soldiers came and called Fang Jifan to the British public office. Zhang Mao angered at Fang Jifan when he saw, “Are you going out of town? Do n’t die? If the flying ball falls, What should I do if I come down? You are really worrying, the majestic horseman, who does not sacrifice, comes out to fight in a sexual army, but is alone and in danger, is he dead? "

Fang Jifan said: "My nephew went out to inquire about the reality of the Tatars. The Tatar Khan is really mean. They not only deliberately spread out when they camped, but even the sweat tents were the same as ordinary tents. , Nephew holding the telescope, the lookout's eyes are sore, they can't find their big account. "

Zhang Maole said: "If you eat a grain and grow a wise, if the Tatars are so good to deal with, it will be fine."

"But after all this consumption, I don't know when it will be." Fang Jifan couldn't help but sigh.

Zhang Mao narrowed his eyes: "Your explosives pack is really powerful?"

Fang Jifan nodded: "Will Shibo take a look?"

"Okay." Zhang Mao came interested: "Look at it."

From the two to the campus of Datong Wengcheng, Fang Jifan ordered people to throw and bang, the scarecrow in that urch fell down like wheat cutting, and Zhang Mao stood on the tower, feeling amazing and very shocking, he was about to Going down to the urn city, Fang Jifan pulled him: "And slow down, now you can't go down.

Sure enough, at this time, many scarecrows under the city began to burn, and in a moment, the urn city was full of fire.

"This ... is this?"

Fang Jifan said with excitement: "This is the Du Wei's mighty thunderbolt invented by my nephew. When this bomb goes on, it is not just explosives that hurt people. Among them, iron beads and iron sand are amazingly powerful. Of course, what is really scary is the ghost fire. Dance, but everyone who is ignited, and everyone who is contaminated, is bound to be burned to death, and the death is extremely miserable. The killing range of this bomb is very small, unbelievable, and the ghost fire will be burned out later. , Sebo went down to see it. "

Zhang Mao's anxious wait for a long time before he went down to the urn. Fang Jifan was timid, but he was still on the tower. When Zhang Mao went back and returned, Zhang Mao had a big bronze bell in his eyes and said excitedly: "With this thunderbolt, you must Teaching the Tatars to die out. It ’s terrible, the scarecrow below is nearly half damaged. "

Fang Jifan thought that Shibo might have sacrificed too much, and his brain was a bit broken. He quickly corrected him and said, "Shibo, is a powerful thunderbolt."

Zhang Mao didn't care about waving his hand, but was still immersed in excitement: "It's all the same, all the same."

Fang Jifan said: "It's the same for Shibodu, but it's very important for my nephew. If it doesn't work, I have to ask someone to put a stick on the explosive bag."

He turned to leave.

It was pulled by Zhang Mao.

Zhang Mao's arm strength is great, but in his eyes, there is a flash of light: "With this thing, storage can let the Tatars die without a burial place."

"What?" Fang Jifan looked at Zhang Mao.

In Zhang Mao's eyes, it was cloudy, and it seemed that a plan had been formed in his mind: "The only problem now is how to attract Tatars to come together, so that this thunderbolt can cause The biggest killing, the battle of success! "

Zhang Mao's old face twitched: "But this Tatar Khan is now more and more cautious. He is obviously looking for a fighter. If he is not sure, he will not rush to siege .... www.wuxiaspot. com ~ If you don't enter the tiger's cave, you will get a tiger, and I will bet on it. "

"What?" Fang Jifan didn't think Zhang Mao was too reliable. After all, his major was not war.

Zhang Mao clenched his fists: "How much did you prepare for this thunderbolt fire?"

"Shibo is talking about Du Wei's mighty thunderbolt fire?"

Zhang Mao was speechless: "Don't mention your captain again."

Fang Jifan said: "There are thousands of them, in addition, there are a lot of fire bombs."

"Enough." Zhang Mao narrowed his eyes and said, "Haha ... Lao Fang had a good son." Then, he patted Fang Jifan's shoulder: "With this thunderbolt, this battle, you are Too much effort, and I am Zhang Zhang, but I'm going to get your light. "

"What do you mean?" Fang Jifan suddenly felt ... There was a chilling taste.

Zhang Mao shouted loudly: "Come here, call an army general for Laozi, and, today, kill the sheep and let the soldiers eat and drink!"

Fang Jifan couldn't help saying: "Shibo won't ... want to go out of town?"

"You're right." Zhang Mao looked at Fang Jifan admiringly. It was really a nephew of Hubo and no dogs. Lao Tzu really and your Fang Jifan had the same heart.

"With this artifact, this is easy to handle. At first, even Emperor Wen could not do something, but we ... have to try it."

With the sound of the trumpet sounding, Zhang Mao no longer hesitated, to Xingyuan, in front of the generals, issued an order.

The generals received military orders, but they were all ignorant.

But Zhang Mao killed him with a look on his face: "violators, cut!"

The crowd will shudder, and will not dare to verbose, and each will communicate their orders.

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I got up at seven this morning and slept for twelve hours. I was so tired. I was crazy about coding today.

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