Chapter 859: The Parthian Empire Is Training Its Troops

The child then turned around three times and followed everyone out the door.

For a moment, only Xi Yu and the woman were left in the room. The cold wind howled outside the window, making the worn window paper rustle.

Next, Xi Yu asked this woman.

"Everyone has left now, can you still talk?"

The woman nodded. She suddenly touched her chest again because she was a little scared. Yes, if she really died like this, what would happen to her son?

She seemed to be able to imagine the pain of her child.

Xi Yu saw that she was in a daze and did not continue to push her.

Because we have to wait until she thinks about it.

After a while, the woman realized that she might be a little indifferent to Xi Yu, so she said, "Zhuangzi, I really made you laugh. In fact, my life has been very bad recently."

The woman said that at the beginning of this year, her husband died while working on the construction site, leaving only their orphans and widowed mother.

Xi Yu nodded. She seemed to be able to sympathize with this woman. This unfortunate person existed at all times.

Even though she is now the prime minister and has to work hard to make everyone live a good life, how can people's misfortunes be completely solved?

He nodded and motioned for the other person to continue.

The woman said that after her husband died, her heart was very heavy, but she still had to work hard to feed her child, because she knew that the child would be in more pain.

At this time, Xi Yu finally couldn't help but interrupt.

"Yes, it's a good thing that you think so. So if you really went there just now, it would be really bad."

The woman nodded again.

"And last night I had a terrible nightmare. I dreamed that I was alone in a place I didn't know. That place was an old house, but the house was leaking. Most of it was leaking. ”

At this point, she stopped talking.

Xi Yu asked: "What happened next?"

The woman said: "Later, when I woke up, I asked some dream interpreters. The dream interpreters told me that dreaming about rain leakage is a bad phenomenon, which means that my life will be dark and dark from now on, so I just woke up today. When I reached a dead end, all I could think about was to die quickly and be free.”

Xi Yu looked at the woman carefully to determine whether she was lying.

Of course, she also understood that there seemed to be no need for the other party to lie to her at this time.

It turned out to be such a reason. It was because of rain leakage that I had such a dream and had to go to a dead end. This sounds a bit ridiculous.

The woman glanced at Xi Yu, then smiled bitterly.

"I know you may find it very funny after saying it, but this is the real situation."

Xi Yu nodded gently.

"I understand, they are just dreams. There is no need to think about it so much. Maybe you think too much every day because of your random thoughts. If you take a step back and say, even if you have difficulties in life, it will not mean that you You can’t overcome it, so be brave.”

The woman nodded and said that she would not be unable to think about it in the future.

Finally, Xi Yu walked out with the woman.

Xi Yu also started to go on his way, and the child came to his mother again.

I'm afraid that my mother will seek her own death again.

The woman said to the child, don't worry, she will never go to any dead ends again.

Xiyu is on the road again.

And now, in the Kingdom of Parthia.

On this day, Hesheli summoned both Smith and Armas.

They were going to discuss something secretly in a room.

Hesheli looked at Armas coldly and said: "The last time I asked you to do something, you failed. This time I will also impose an important task on you, and I hope you will take care of yourself."

Armas was very moved. He said that he did mess up things last time.

Since the king can give himself a chance, he feels very honored.

Shi Dami didn't say anything. One thing was that the matter had nothing to do with him.

Secondly, he was thinking about why the king called them together.

Hesheli said: "Xi Yu openly took in the princess, so we can't just let it go. Even if our country is not strong now, we still have to fight them."

After hearing this, Shi Dami was very happy, because he also wished to destroy Xi Yu.

But Armas was a little worried.

"King, let's not act out of emotion. Our national power is much weaker than that of a big man. If we act rashly, won't we lose miserably?"

At this moment, Hesheli looked at Armas with great hatred.

"Are you trying to embolden others and destroy your own prestige?" Shi Dami also gave Armas a look.

Shi Dami thought to himself, the king has given you a chance, but you still resist like this.

Then, Hesheli coughed.

Let the two of them start training now and strive to start marching towards the Han Dynasty within half a month.

Smith immediately agreed, but Armas still explained that if he did this, he would lead the soldiers to death.

At this moment, Hesheli slammed the table.

"This is my order, you have no right to resist, if you want to resist. Believe it or not, I will put you in jail now."

Armas had no choice but to agree.

After the two left, Armas said to Shi Daming: "We haven't led troops for many years. I don't know if we can still lead them this time."

Shi Daming said: "It's a good thing that we haven't led troops for many years, but we must give the Han a fatal blow."

Armas said with a sad face: "I understand that the king and you both hate the Han Dynasty very much, but you have to understand, can we really beat them?"

"Even if we can't beat them, we have to fight for our dignity."

Armas sighed.

Shi Daming said to him with sharp eyes: "I know you are unwilling, but this time we must train the soldiers well, and there must be no moths."

Armas nodded.

"Don't worry, I'm just dissatisfied with the king's order, but if I really let me lead the troops, I will definitely not be careless."

After walking for a few days, Xi Yu finally arrived at the extremely cold place.

He suddenly remembered that his brother Xi Zhicai was particularly afraid of the cold, and he hadn't contacted his brother for a long time.

I don't know how he is doing now.

And he must buy some cotton clothes. Although it is only spring now, it is necessary in the extremely cold place.

After going to the extremely cold place, there are fewer shops around.

After many twists and turns, Xiyu finally came to a shop selling cotton clothes.

There was an old man sitting in a daze in the shop. When he saw Xiyu coming, he was indifferent.

Xiyu asked several times, do you have cotton clothes?

The old man was stunned.

"Sir, I'm sorry, I was thinking about something else just now."

"Old man, do you have cotton clothes here?"

The old man nodded, and then said, "Come with me."

Then he led him into a room.

There are a lot of cotton clothes here, and the old man asked Xiyu in a particularly puzzled way.

"Why are you buying cotton-padded clothes in this weather?"

"I wonder if it's cheaper to buy cotton-padded clothes at this time?"

The old man laughed and said, "You can take all the cotton-padded clothes you like. My shop is about to close."

Then the old man sighed.

Xiyu became curious and asked, "Uncle, is the business here bad?"

The old man said awkwardly, "Sir, you'd better not ask, just pick cotton-padded clothes quickly."

Xiyu didn't ask any more questions, but quickly picked a few cotton-padded clothes.

Xiyu had already picked a few cotton-padded clothes and stood in front of the counter. The candlelight in the store was swaying, and the light and shadow were swaying on his face.

The old man held an abacus and fiddled with it weakly. The price he calculated was so low that Xiyu was surprised.

Xi Yu was not in a hurry to pay. He looked at the old man through the dim candlelight and asked softly, "Old man, your price is not right. Are you in trouble?"

The old man froze, and the abacus in his hand fell to the ground with a clang. His eyes instantly turned red. He turned his head away and said with endless loneliness, "Alas, young master, to be honest, my son has been missing for a long time. Since he has no news, my heart has been empty. I have been guarding this shop all day long and I have no time to manage the business."

At this moment, Xi Yu couldn't help but look at the old man carefully. The more he looked, the more familiar he felt.

He suddenly remembered someone and asked tentatively, "Is your son called Wang Hu?"

The old man was stunned at first, then his eyes widened and his face was full of surprise.

"Do you know my son?"

Xi Yu thought to himself that it seemed that he was right. Then he described Wang Hu's general appearance and figure in detail. Every feature coincided with the son in the old man's mind.

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The old man became more and more excited and nodded repeatedly: "That's my son! Sir, how did you know him?"

"I have seen your son." Xi Yu got straight to the point, his voice was steady and powerful.

In this quiet little shop, it was like a stone thrown into a deep pool.

The old man's hand shook violently, his lips trembled, and it took him a long time to find his voice.

"He... how is he?" The old man asked anxiously, walked around the counter in a few steps, and grabbed Xi Yu's arm tightly with both hands. The strength in his hands was completely unlike what his old bones should have.

"It's safe now." Xi Yu looked directly into the old man's eyes, his eyes were firm, and with a reassuring power, "Don't close the store, this store is a thought, I will come back to find you when I finish my business, and then we will go to see Wang Hu together."

Tears flashed in the old man's eyes, which was the product of the interweaving of fear, worry and hope for many days.

He stammered, wanting to say something to thank him, but his emotions choked his throat. He could only hold Xiyu's hand tightly, shaking it again and again, as if he wanted to pass on all his gratitude through the warmth of his palm.

Xiyu comforted him, "Don't worry, I will do what I promised. Uncle, I haven't asked for your name yet, can you tell me?"

The old man was stunned for a moment, then reacted and said quickly, "Look at my memory, my name is Wang Chuande."

"Wang Chuande... OK, Uncle Wang, I remember it."

Xiyu nodded, revealing a hint of determination in his eyes,

"You must wait for me here, I will definitely come back, and then we will go to see Wang Hu together, your son must be looking forward to this day."

Wang Chuande nodded excitedly, and said in a trembling voice, "Okay, okay, I will definitely wait for you, child, you can rest assured to do your business, I won't go anywhere."

"Uncle, please take care of yourself and be sure to wait for me." After saying that, Xi Yu turned around and left, with firm and powerful steps, and soon disappeared at the end of the street.

Wang Chuande stood at the door of the store, looking at the direction where Xi Yu was going.

"Young man, stay!" Wang Chuande suddenly shouted.

Xiyu stopped when he heard the sound, turned around and led his horse back, saying respectfully: "Uncle Wang, why did you call me?"

Wang Chuande frowned, his eyes moving from Xi Yu's luggage to his face.

"Where are you going?"

Xiyu pursed his lips and confessed.

"Uncle Wang, to tell you the truth, I heard that there are herbs in extremely cold places... I want to try my luck and find some herbs."

When Wang Chuande heard this, his eyes widened with disbelief on his face.

"What? An extremely cold place! Do you know how dangerous it is, and people who go there have a narrow escape from death! How can you, a young man, be so impulsive?"

Xiyu patted the horse's neck with firm eyes.

"Uncle Wang, I know the danger, but the epidemic waits for no one. It's better than just waiting."

"When will it be available?"

Xi Yu's heart felt hot and his eyes were slightly red, but he still pretended to be calm: "Uncle Wang, when I go there, the mountains are high and the water is far away, so I really can't give an exact date. It can be twenty or thirty days in the short term, and maybe two or three days in the long term. Month. Please take care of yourself.”

After saying that, Xi Yu bowed deeply to Wang Chuande and got on his horse.

Wang Chuande stood there, watching Xi Yu go further and further away, and kept muttering "You must be safe" until the figure disappeared completely.

Xi Yu was riding a horse galloping on the deserted road, his figure looking lonely and small in the vast world.

He only wanted to rush to the extremely cold place as soon as possible to find the herbs, complete this difficult task, and then come back and take Wang Chuande to Youzhou to meet his son Wang Hu.

I wonder how Liu Xiaoyu and others have investigated the secret passage leading there?

On the edge of the Parthian desert, the sun is like fire and the sky is filled with yellow sand.

Smith and Armas stood on the high platform of the school grounds, looking at the forest of black-armored and energetic soldiers under the stage, their original worries were swept away.

When they first prepared for the training, they were worried that the soldiers would be full of complaints if they repeated boring training in this local area all day long.

After all, without the novelty of going on a long journey, and having to withstand the baptism of wind and sand every day, ordinary people would have lost their temper.

But at this moment, what appeared in front of him was another fiery scene.

Not only did the soldiers show no signs of fatigue, but they were also very enthusiastic.

When they heard that the Han Dynasty was about to be attacked, most people's eyes flashed with excitement, and their faces turned red with excitement.

"General, when the brothers heard that they were going to attack the Han Dynasty, they were all as excited as chicken blood. They were so motivated!" A junior high school student came to report with a happy face.

Shi Dami nodded slightly, glanced at everyone with a bit of approval, and said: "I thought that training in place would make everyone slack off, but I have underestimated you."

Armas also looked pleased.

"Yes, I can see that our brothers are eager to achieve great results. With such morale, there is no need to worry about losing the battle!"

In the team, a veteran shouted at the top of his lungs: "General, we have been training here for so long, and we have been waiting for this day! If you defeat the big man, you will enjoy endless glory and wealth in the future. Can you guys not be excited?"

In an instant, the shouts were thunderous, and the soldiers responded one after another. The passionate shouts echoed and seemed to break through the wind and sand in the sky.

Smith and Armas looked at each other and smiled, seeing the determination to win in each other's eyes.

It seemed that the battle with the Han Dynasty was about to begin vigorously on this sandy plain, and this group of passionate soldiers were destined to leave their famous names in the long history.

After a while, when they arrived at the sandstone tent, Hesheli was pacing alone, his brows furrowed.

Outside, the shouts of soldiers and the clash of weapons were intertwined, demonstrating high morale, but this lively scene could not melt away the worry in his heart.

The soldiers were full of expectations to invade the Han Dynasty and make great achievements, but he was the only one who looked forward and backward, with many thoughts.

Yes, morale can be used. Now this enthusiasm can drive soldiers to charge into battle, making them fearless of the scorching sun, wind, swords and swords on the battlefield.

But in a war, how can one decide the outcome with just one passion?

The Han Dynasty has a vast territory, abundant food and grass, and many soldiers and generals. For many years, it has defended its territory and protected its territory. Its city walls are as solid as rocks. Which part of the country is not an insurmountable natural chasm?

On the other hand, in the Parthian Kingdom, although the soldiers were highly motivated, could the military and material preparations really support a protracted war? Can the tactical strategy compete with the Han's think tank?

Hesheli raised his hand and rubbed his temples, secretly warning in his heart: These depressing words will never be revealed in the camp.

Nowadays, morale is at its peak. If cold water is poured on the troops, their morale will be in chaos, and half of the battle will be lost before it even begins.

But if we are only blindly optimistic and have no way to deal with the situation when the army is approaching, how can things be good?

He slowly stood in front of the map, staring at the territory of the Han Dynasty, trying to find flaws in the layout of mountains, rivers, and city walls. His fingers tapped on the table unconsciously, and each tap seemed to tap on a tense heartstring. .

The outcome of this war hangs on the balance of morale and strength, and he must add weight to his own side in the dark and quietly turn the tide.

The next day, in the magnificent palace of Parthia, in the splendid reception hall.

King Hesheli sat on a throne inlaid with gems, with tall and erect guards standing on both sides.

Their armor shone coldly in the candlelight.

At this time, the two generals Shi Daming and Armas walked into the hall quickly, knelt on one knee respectfully in front of the throne, and saluted: "Your Majesty!"

Hesheli leaned forward slightly, his eyes revealing concern and expectation.

"You two, what are you doing here this time?"

Shi Daming spoke first, his voice was loud and passionate: "Your Majesty, yesterday we inspected the barracks, and I came to report to you that the morale of the soldiers is simply high!"

Armas added immediately: "Yes, Your Majesty! Hearing that they are about to go to the Han Kingdom, the soldiers are all eager to fight, and they are training hard day and night, ready to show their skills on the battlefield and make great achievements for our Parthian Empire!" (End of this chapter)