Jun Jiuling - Chapter 547

[Chapter 183]

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When it was said that Duke Cheng had come, the voice stopped.

“Then what?”

a girl shouted eagerly.

At noon in early winter, under the big tree at the entrance of Zhangqingshan Village, straw and withered grass are piled on the big bluestone. This is a perennial habit for the elderly to sit on it and bask in the sun.

This is also the favorite place for the villagers to gather in winter. At this time, there are many people squatting under the big tree, but the one sitting on the big bluestone is not the old man in the village, but the shopkeeper of Deshengchang in Qingyuan Mansion.

What he told everyone was the siege of Xiongzhou that happened a few days ago. When he talked about it in one breath, he took a small teapot and sucked a mouthful to moisten his throat.

Liu’er could not wait to urge.

“And then of course Duke Cheng repelled the two thousand golden thieves, relieved the siege of Xiongzhou, and saved the people.” Miss Jun, who was sitting on the wooden pier, smiled.

The shopkeeper smiled and nodded.

“Yes, Duke Cheng is bound to be invincible.” He said with a bit of pride, “We northerners all know it.”

He said this and looked around, expecting the approval of the villagers.

The guards like Lei Zhonglian are all foreigners, and their feelings for Duke Cheng may not be that profound. Only the people living in the Northland are most aware and grateful.

But the scene was quiet, and the villagers standing or squatting around looked calm, as if they didn’t hear what he said.

Is it because the mountain people here are too closed?

The shopkeeper was stunned.

But now it’s wartime, and the days are different from before. The success or failure of Duke Chengguo depends on everyone’s life and death.

He sighed lightly.

“Fortunately, Duke Cheng arrived in time, otherwise the city of Xiongzhou would be finished. You must know that more than half of the people in Xiongzhou are hiding in the city, and the golden thieves crossing the border will be burned, killed and looted, and they will slaughter villages and cities at every turn. He continued, “Life and death of the people are one aspect, and more importantly, the location of Xiongzhou is too critical.

”

“Here is Baozhou,

Mozhou, Bazhou, and Xiongzhou…”

“This location is wrong.”

A villager suddenly said, interrupting the shopkeeper’s words.

The shopkeeper was stunned, what’s wrong?

A smile appeared on the corner of Miss Jun’s mouth, she coughed lightly, and took out a straw from the big bluestone and pointed it at the location of Baozhou in the shopkeeper’s painting.

“This is wrong, Baozhou is here.” She said, making another circle on the ground.

ah?

Oh, is it here?

He has been to Baozhou, but there is still a difference between knowing the road and drawing the specific location of a place, otherwise why is the map so rare.

No matter how rare it is, the Fang family must have it. It is not surprising that Miss Jun has seen it.

But that villager…

the shopkeeper was a little stunned.

“The location of Xiongzhou is very important, but it is not easy for Duke Cheng to rush over to protect Xiongzhou this time?” Miss Jun asked suddenly.

These words made the shopkeeper be smart and put aside the thoughts that came up.

“Yes, yes.” He said hurriedly, and sighed again, “Cheng Guogong has come this way, it’s really a way to kill, there are soldiers in ambushes and there are chasers, how many people are dissuaded not to go to the rescue, the most afraid of the past. After that, Xiongzhou has fallen, not to mention the useless work, Cheng Guogong, who is tired and rushed, will be beaten by the golden thieves who occupy the state city.”

Liu Er nodded repeatedly, Lei Zhonglian and other guards were also nervous. Excited again, although they are guards and bodyguards, it is different from fighting on the battlefield.

Men, especially those who practice martial arts, always have a bloodthirsty fighting nature.

“How did he kill him?” Miss Jun also asked curiously.

The legends of Duke Cheng’s battles all happened ten years ago. As a child, she didn’t care much about those long-standing stories, especially after seeing Duke Cheng.

Cheng Guogong, who was sitting in the study and wearing a sapphire blue muslin robe. Although his face was not fair and delicate, he showed a warm and modest air because of his small smile. He was taller than the common civil servants in the court, but also He is not the heroic hero of Zhang Fei as mentioned in the book.

He is like a reader.

“Mr. Cheng Guogong is of course a scholar.” Her father answered her question. “To be a good general, you must have read a lot of books.

” , of course, no one expected such a thing.

But the story of Duke Cheng’s war is indeed everyone’s favorite. The kind of story that one can always find a way out of despair is both an inspiration and a comfort.

The shopkeeper took a few sips of tea again and cleared his throat before speaking.

“The pony is about to give birth.”

A child suddenly shouted from a distance.

The horses Liu’er asked for have been delivered successfully, and there are still a few mares. The shopkeeper’s consideration is that the farmer always needs to raise something, and it is also possible to raise cattle, pigs, and horses.

The villagers were overjoyed at the arrival of the horses and regarded them as offerings as treasures.

Hearing that he was about to get off the pony, the people surrounding the big tree got up with a bang.

“So fast?”

“Isn’t it tomorrow?”

“Is it okay? Is there any danger?”

“What are you afraid of? It’s not that you haven’t served horses before, and there is a sixth child.”

Everyone chatted and laughed and ran to the stables, and in a blink of an eye, only Miss Jun and her party were left under the big tree.

The shopkeeper’s expression was stunned.

“However, I’m going to talk about Cheng Guogong’s battle with the golden thief in the siege…” he murmured.

Wouldn’t it be more attractive to have a pony?

A few older old men walked slowly, and when they heard his muttering, they looked back.

“Fighting is nothing more than those things.” An old man said, “What’s so strange.”

Fighting is nothing more than those things?

What’s the matter?

Not unusual?

It was like how many wars they had seen.

The shopkeeper stared, watching the group walk away.

These people may have actually seen a war. Miss Jun thought about the weapons they call themselves officers and soldiers, the weapons they have, the formations they have arranged, not to mention the armor and weapons arrays in Master’s handbook.

What’s their history?

What is the past?

Why are you hiding here?

Certainly not because of Zhao Hanqing’s illness.

“Oh, leave them alone.” Liu’er urged, “Come on, how did Duke Cheng defeat these golden thieves who were besieging the city? Is he really that powerful?”

As long as Miss Jun likes to listen to it, these people will not listen. Casually, the shopkeeper regained his energy and talked in a cadenced manner about how Duke Cheng led his soldiers to form an army, and how to fight against the golden thieves in the wild. Repulsed, and finally fled in a hurry.

Liu Er, Lei Zhonglian and the others listened intently. Miss Jun also seemed to have seen the battle scene. Duke Cheng sat in the circle. Although he did not kill the enemy himself, the soldiers were like his left and right hands, following him with him. The arrangement was played and retracted, smashing the enemy’s armor and breaking their hearts with one knife.

The setting sun was like blood, and Miss Jun raised her head to look at the sun that had been hanging on the top of the mountain at some point.

“It sounds easy and beautiful, but it’s not easy,” she said to herself.

The shopkeeper nodded and sighed lightly.

“The battle is getting tighter and tighter.” He whispered, and glanced at the mountain village.

In the distance, the cow waving its tail slowly followed the shepherd boy back, the smoke was rising, and there was cheers from the village, because a pony was born.

Compared with the outside world, this place is really a paradise.

As time went on, the war became more and more exciting. Many prosperous and lively northern prefectures, businesses have stopped, shops have closed, villages and fields have been abandoned, people have defected to relatives and friends, and the wealthy have fled south with their families and mouths. .

But there are only a few people who can run to the south. Many people are hard to leave their homeland and have no money to leave. Everyone is waiting for Duke Cheng to drive away the golden thief.

sonicmtl.com As in the past, the Northland has once again returned to stability and prosperity.

“I believe that Duke Cheng can do it.”

Standing in the forest, Miss Jun said, letting go of the bow and arrow in her hand.

With a humming sound, the humble arrow made by himself landed steadily on the grass target.

Zhao Hanqing sighed, Cheng Guogong didn’t feel anything about her, just like all the villagers here, he didn’t care about the battle outside, he pulled out the arrow and threw it back.

“Do it again.” She said seriously.

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Thanks to Bingyi in the South He’s Bi, (づ￣3￣)づ╭? ~

Thank you.

It’s Friday, time flies like electricity, I’m disappointed.

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