Chapter 1738: Covenant

"They want to go to Daming to see that colorful world."

Atai talked about those Tatar nobles who had become much more well-behaved without blushing, as if he was willing to continue to stand firm outside the Great Wall.

Fang Xing looked at the cloak he was wearing. I don't know what kind of fur this cloak is made of. It's smooth and smooth, and it's very valuable at first glance.

When Zhong Ding came, he actually got a little fatter. Fang Xing saw that Atai became more apprehensive after he appeared, so he said, "I heard that you did a good job and made the Tatars yearn for Daming."

Zhong Ding was originally an official who was exiled outside the Great Wall. He was lucky enough to get a job of "educating people's hearts" in the Tatar Ministry. It seems that he has done a good job so far. Moreover, he had some petty officials under his command, and no one in the Tatar tribe dared to provoke him, so his life was really carefree.

"Uncle, all this is thanks to the wisdom of the prince..."

Zhong Ding was very measured, but Atai waved his hand and said: "This king is just suppressing it. Mr. Zhong has worked hard. If there is no Mr. Zhong, the Tatar Ministry today would not be so prosperous."

Zhong Ding smiled and cupped his hands. As for the prosperity of the Tatar tribe, it was just that they were free to exchange and sell special products with Daming.

"You all worked hard, Daming will never forget, His Majesty will never forget."

Fang Xing was very satisfied with the current structure of the Tatar Ministry, he encouraged Zhong Ding: "After Xinghe City is completed, I will definitely recommend it to Your Majesty."

Zhong Ding smiled and cupped his hands. In front of A Tai, he and Fang Xing were on his own, so of course he couldn't use that kind of official means to express his gratitude.

A Tai smiled and said: "Then I will congratulate Mr. Zhong first."

"My lord is too polite."

Fang Xing watched the interaction between the two, and was a little curious about how Zhong Ding managed to clean up A Tai.

"The lower official just has a good relationship with some nobles, and he is also good with King Ning."

Atai has gone back, Xinghe City is about to start construction, and his people are going to monitor it.

Win over differentiation?

Fang Xing felt that Zhong Ding was definitely a buried talent, but unfortunately he was buried in the officialdom.

"Where's the family?"

Since he is a talent and has made great contributions to the country,

Fang Xing felt that he shouldn't be torturing him like this.

Zhong Ding was stunned, and then said bitterly: "Being brought here... I don't have any job, and my wife and children don't know what to do. I usually don't dare to think about it, but when I dream back at midnight, I can't help but miss it." ..."

"Xiaguan's wife is very virtuous, and the dog is also smart. If Xiaguan hadn't been greedy back then...now..."

Zhong Ding's expression was gloomy, and then he smiled again: "It is false to say these things at this time, Uncle, the officials of Ming Dynasty do not want to go out of the fortress, and the lower officials want to take advantage of it."

"Well, you're probably going to take advantage of it and get promoted by rocket."

When Fang Xing entered the city, Tudou and Pingan could no longer ride horses. The two children had their legs crossed, which looked weird no matter how they looked.

After entering the house, Zhang Shuhui and Xiaobai saw that the two children were walking in a strange posture, and they knew what was going on without explaining.

"Go inside and take off your pants, take off your clothes!"

Zhang Shuhui and Xiaobai each dragged their sons into the house, and then there was a burst of miserable howls.

"Master, the young master and the others rode horses for a longer time today, but the younger ones just want to teach them a lesson, and naturally they will arrange less in the future, so as not to become the bow-legged ones you said."

Fang Xing lowered his head and tried his best to push his legs together, tried to go in with his hands, and said: "They said that the heels are very good, and the gap between my legs is not big."

The so-called crooked legs when riding a horse are mostly caused by incorrect posture. In other words, those who have bowed legs are actually amateur riders.

Xin Laoqi also put his legs together, then smirked, and went to find someone to discuss teaching Tudou and the tricks of riding a horse safely.

Fang Xing went to see Huanhuan, because the child was young, Zhang Shuhui asked the artisans accompanying the army to build a small iron stove, which was specially used to light a fire in Mochou's house to keep warm.

The room was very warm, Fang Xing sat by the stove with Huanhuan in his arms and asked casually, while Mo Chou was making small clothes beside him.

"how do you feel?"

"The people here are simple and simple, and you are here, sir!"

Mo Chou raised her head and smiled, with tenderness between her brows.

"Marry a chicken and follow the chicken, marry a dog and follow the dog, marry an uncle and go everywhere."

Fang Xing also smiled, and the two of them fell silent afterwards, enjoying the warmth that secretly flowed.

...

But Pugu did not enjoy the warmth, but felt the coldness.

After returning to the campsite, the Harlei people sent out scouts first, and Wu En, who was shocked by the musket array, worried that he would be raided at night.

This decision was right, but he didn't discuss it with Pugu.

After that, the camps on both sides were also clearly separated. Although the two sides did not guard against each other, the cold air formed a wall in the middle.

The wall of separation!

Supper is simple, dead bread. This is still the result of Pugu's victory after getting out of the side wall, otherwise Wu En would not last until the beginning of spring.

The dead dough cake was unpalatable, so Pugu ate a piece with warm water, and then got up to look for Wu En.

Wu En's tent no longer has the scale of a prince, but it is bigger than others'. At least people don't have to bow their heads when entering.

Wu En was also eating, but there was a goat's head and the bread would die.

The sheep's head was boiled until it was soft and rotten, and Wu En gnawed it in his arms, his face covered with jelly.

Seeing Pugu come in, Wu En bit off the last bit of meat from the sheep's neck in one bite, his cheeks agitated, and he slammed into the stomach twice.

Pugu sat down and said in a deep voice, "Do you want to go back?"

Wu En was picking the flesh off the sheep's head with a knife, and he said, "Halie is caught in the middle, and sooner or later he will be a sacrifice to the great country. What am I going to do when I go back? Fight those brothers? Die quickly!"

A smile appeared on Pugu's face, "Yes, Harleigh was once prosperous, and the caravans in Samarkand used to communicate with each other. It was prosperous for a while, but there was no support after all. Today's world is no longer stable, and the countries in the west are at war. , have been fighting for decades. And in the east, you lost to the Ming people..."

Wu En ate a piece of sheep's skin with a knife, nodded and said: "Yes, we were defeated, and then we started to fight internally. But there is no internal fighting... Have you seen the posture of the Ming people? They are unwilling to be lonely, so Making an exception and starting to build a city outside the side wall, the ambition of wolves is well known. Pu Gu, your life is not easy...don't lie to me, I'm not stupid!"

He inserted the knife through the sheep's eye socket, wiped his hands with a black towel, and said, "You don't have much supplies. At that time, I remember someone was wounded. Pugu, Harleen was still under siege. You just Want to use us, right?"

Pu Gu smiled: "No, it's joining hands! If you don't want to be driven or enslaved by Ming people, then join hands, otherwise where do you want to escape? Only the unpredictable north, where many people freeze to death every year ...and how do you survive over there? Grazing? The snow will freeze your flocks to death. Farming? The seeds you plant will never germinate...so you have no choice but we can still march west, as long as Take Byzantium, Unn, and meat lovers will live."

Wu En lifted a sheepskin bag from the side and shook it. From the sound, it could be heard that there was not much wine in it.

He opened the stopper and took a long gulp, and the eyeballs began to turn red.

"The two sheep are still there, aren't they?"

"right."

Pugu no longer concealed it, and told it frankly.

"We need to work together!"

Wu En took another sip of wine and said with a smile: "So what about joint efforts?"

"Guerrilla!"

"It is impossible for the Ming people to send another large army. Their emperor is too fat. This is what I have seen with my own eyes. Moreover, there are still conflicts among them. The relationship between the demon god and the civil servants is very bad, just like their previous dynasty. When the civil servants feel that he is a huge threat, the demon god will become a sacrifice for the civil servants, and he will die without a place to die..."

"So let's unite and unite Hallie!"

Pugu said seriously: "If the Ming people don't send out an army, the demon god can't stop us from tearing down Xinghe City, then his reinforcements will eventually become a joke. If their army comes, let's go guerrilla and let them consume Food and grass. Although Daming is rich, he can't afford such consumption!"

Wu En glanced at him, and what he saw in those eyes was sincerity.

"I can't convince my brothers."

"Perhaps the news of the demon god's arrival can help them know the same truth."

Pugu smiled and said, if he can't, then he will drag Wu En in until the troops are exhausted.

Wu En pulled out the knife, wiped it with a towel, and said: "I don't know, after Emperor Ming died, they all thought that the Ming people were no longer a threat, so the fight was full of joy, and the people were in dire straits."

"The demon god will wake them up."

Pugu still insisted on this point.

"That's right! The frightening demon god, after seeing that Jingguan, my subordinates went crazy and killed them all!"

Wu En clapped his hands, and a person came in from outside the tent.

"Take this knife and go and tell my brothers that the demon god is coming. If you don't want to die, then abandon the idea of ​​ruling Harlei alone and gather together."

Wu En and Pugu got out of the tent, and the sound of horseshoes disappeared in the dark night.

The camp was dark, Wu En said: "Light the torches, and light the way for those greedy people to go home!"

So the torches were lit, and one was placed not far away.

Looking at these continuously extending flames, Pugu fell silent. He missed home, his wife and children, and all those...familiar things.

Wu En slowly turned back and said: "It's too far from Harleigh to here, but before that, Pugu, what we need is harassment. The head-on confrontation earlier was stupid."

Pu Gu nodded, and the two extended their palms to each other.

Amid the crisp sound, the covenant was formed.