Chapter 1190: Carrying on the Past and Opening up the Future (Eighty) Is True

Genius One Second Remember → website provides you with wonderful novels to read. Read the full text of the latest chapter. It was still dark the next day, so Zhao Xilie rushed back in the sudden heavy snow and wind. Staying in Jinyang made him feel suffocated, especially when he saw Zhao Jun patrolling with Zhao Jun in Jinyang City. The Qin army, who was responsible for the task of city defense and escort, was even more panicked. The Qin army's uniforms were bright and their faces were red. On the other hand, their own soldiers were all wilted and shaking in the cold wind. Some of the cotton-padded clothes were so torn that the cotton wadding inside was exposed.

These Qin soldiers ate and drank from the Zhao people, but they still sat on the Zhao people's heads and pooped and peed. They bossed around and taught the Zhao people a lesson, just like I was lecturing my son.

But who can be blamed for all this?

His own army can barely maintain enough food and clothing, but the other army of Western Zhao, the Shanggu garrison led by Li Mingjun, has not even allocated cotton clothes and wadding in place so far. It must be said that Li Mingjun can maintain it until now, which is a miracle. , but after all, miracles are just short-lived, they cannot appear forever, and they cannot last long.

If the only thing that makes him feel happy when he returns to Jinyang this time is his son Zhao Zhuo, he is just five years old this year and is the only baby who can bring laughter to this dull family.

The snow was falling so heavily that they could barely see beyond a foot away. The group of people could only ride their horses and walk slowly. Although they were moving constantly, a thick layer of snowflakes still fell on their bodies soon after. The group almost became moving snow sculptures. The weather was so bad that Zhao Xilie's mood became even worse.

The colder the weather, the worse Zhao Jun's situation became.

The journey of more than thirty miles usually only takes about half an hour to arrive at a gallop, but today it took a full half-day to walk. By the time we arrived at the Majadian camp, it was almost lunch time.

"General, you're back!" The officer on duty at the gate trotted out to greet him, and diligently held Zhao Xilie's horse.

"Well, how is the situation in the camp? Is it calm?" Throwing the horse's reins to the officer, Zhao Xilie slapped the snow on his cloak with his whip, and the rustling snow fell. Let his whole body be hazy in a layer of snow and fog.

"Well, everyone is looking forward to bringing some surprises to everyone when the general comes back!" the officer on duty said with a smile.

Zhao Xilie smiled bitterly. He was not surprised, but he was probably quite surprised. Read the full text of My Personal School Beauty.

"Oh. By the way, General, General Li is here." The officer on duty said.

"General Li, that General Li?" Zhao Xilie walked inside while using his riding crop to nip the ice chips on his body.

"General Li Mingjun. He came from Shanggu and arrived shortly before the general arrived. The general asked General Li to rest in your tent." The officer on duty replied.

"Mingjun?" Zhao Xilie's heart skipped a beat. Could something have happened? Now Li Mingnan's army is short of food and clothing, and he has been worried about whether Li Mingjun can control the army. At this time, how dare he run out and leave the army in Shanggu? Could something have happened?

"Does General Lee look okay?" he asked confusedly.

"Okay, what's wrong! General Li was talking and laughing with the general, and he seemed to be in a very good mood." The officer on duty looked at Zhao Xilie in surprise.

"In a good mood?" Zhao Xilie grinned. If Li Mingjun is in a very good mood, then he has seen a ghost. The reason why he came to him at this time is just to ask for food and clothing from him. He must know that he will not get anything by running to Jinyang and coming to him. , maybe he wants to even out his own army. If it's the past, then that's it. If you squeeze, you can always squeeze out some. But now, he couldn't protect himself, and the Qin people's list of demands was as heavy as a huge stone in his heart. Just gathering these things for the Qin people had already wiped out the last bit of the imperial court's bilge. What should I give to Li Mingjun?

However, Li Mingjun dared to leave Shanggu with confidence, which showed that he still had strong control over the army, which made Zhao Xilie feel very happy.

Li Mingjun was fighting with a pot of charcoal fire in Zhao Xilie's tent. The officer on duty at Yuanmen sent him here, and after having someone bring a brazier, he left. But the problem is that the charcoal in this brazier is really bad. When it was brought in, it looked like it was already burning. But after a while, the flames became weaker and weaker, and it looked like it was about to go out. Li Mingjun Half lying on the ground, he puffed out his cheeks and blew hard, and the flames flickered on and off with the rise and fall of his cheeks. 【△网w】

"Mingjun!" The curtain of the big tent was opened with a horse whip, and Zhao Xilie stepped in with a single stride. He was stunned when he saw it. Li Mingjun, who was half lying on the ground, raised his head, but his face was all black and white. Looking at Zhao Xilie, he chuckled.

"You, what are you doing?" Zhao Xilie was angry and funny, "Look at you, do you still look like a general?"

Li Mingjun got up from the ground and patted the dust on his hands, "Even when I was going up the valley, did I look like a general? I have been worrying about feeding the army all day, and I have turned into a housekeeper. ”

"I knew you were here to complain." Zhao Xilie laughed, threw away the riding crop, stepped forward, opened his arms, and gave Li Mingjun a bear hug. "How long have we not seen each other? It's been almost half a year, right?"

"Seven months and fifteen days!" Li Mingjun laughed.

"Do you remember it so accurately?" Zhao Xilie's eyes widened. "Fortunately you are a man. I also know that you are not masculine. Otherwise, I would get goosebumps all over my body as soon as you say these words."

"I live a happy life in Jinyang. How can I imagine that my days in Shanggu are like years? Every day is very hard, so naturally I remember it clearly." Li Mingjun said.

Listening to Li Mingjun's words, Zhao Xilie felt a burst of sadness in his heart, "Do you think I live a happy life?" He pointed at the pot of fire. There was no longer Li Mingjun puffing up his cheeks to blow, but it was already extinguished. It was almost gone. A few wisps of green smoke were rising.

Both fell silent. After a long while, Li Mingjun said: "It seems that your life is not as good as mine, not much better than mine. The great general's tent in the Chinese army was actually burned with wet charcoal. I thought I could beat the autumn wind when I got to your place, but now I see Get up, this idea has failed."

Zhao Xilie didn't speak, sighed, took off the saber from his waist, threw it on the desk with a clang, dragged a chair and sat down, "I originally prepared some New Year supplies, and you also have a share in them, but Now, all the combined cultivation has been lost.”

"Why is this?" Li Mingjun's eyes widened.

"Because the Qin people sent a long list, including 500,000 dans of army rations, 1 million taels of silver, 100,000 sets of cotton-padded clothes, 50,000 sets of cotton wadding, and 5,000 heads of various livestock. They requested it before the year." Zhao Xilie looked at Li Mingjun and said, "It's not enough to take out all our inventory. We have to find another way."

With a bang, Li Mingjun kicked the brazier into the air. The charcoal in the brazier and the sparks buried under the ashes suddenly flew everywhere. The whole tent was dotted with dust.

"It's too much to bully someone," he roared.

"It's just too much bullying, but so what? We have to obediently find a way to get them all, and send them over honestly." Zhao Xilie slumped on the chair with a long sigh, and rested his head on the back of the chair. , two long legs straightened, and hands hanging down feebly. "I've had enough of these days."

Li Mingjun looked at Zhao Xilie where Jun was, and there was also a sad look in his eyes.

"Is there no other way to go?" he asked softly.

"Other way? What way?" Zhao Xilie said feebly: "If you don't take refuge with the Qin people, you have to take refuge with the Han people. Now our Zhao country has no ability to be independent at all, but the Han people's ambition to dominate the world has long been revealed. How can they Can they accommodate us? In fact, what kind of intentions do the Qin people have in keeping us? When they have the strength to attack Han, we will definitely be their vanguard and death squad. Even if we follow them and defeat Han, we will fall. What’s good? It’s just like the country was destroyed.”

"The saddest thing in life is that you clearly know your ending, but you are unable to change it. You have to move forward step by step towards this ending involuntarily. Mingjun, do you think so?" Zhao Xilie raised his head and stared straight ahead. He looked at Li Mingjun.

"Why can't you change, Xilie? I don't accept fate, and I will never accept it." Li Mingjun sat in front of Zhao Xilie, "I came to you this time, not to fight against you. On the contrary, I also brought you Got some things. Food, cloth, cotton wool, even wine.”

"Where did you get it from?" Zhao Xilie sat up straight, "I didn't see it when I came back."

"I wanted to see you earlier, so I walked in front of the horse. The convoy is still behind. It will take two or three days to get there." Li Mingjun said: "Where did you get it? There is no need to ask, of course it was from The Han Kingdom got it. Some time ago, I attacked Huining and robbed several villages and a military supplies warehouse in Changqiaoji. "

"Good guy, I really have you." Zhao Xilie laughed and punched Li Mingjun in the chest, "When you have good things, you will never forget me, brother."

After being excited for a moment, Zhao Xilie suddenly realized, "You robbed several villages and added a military supplies warehouse. Even if there are more things, it won't be enough for your tens of thousands of troops. How come you still send them to me?"

Li Mingjun looked at him blankly, silent for a moment, "Because I have other options, I can survive this winter."

"What's the origin? If you have a good origin, you can't hide it from me. I have a severe headache now because of these things. It's not an easy thing to get together the things for the Qin people." Zhao Xilie said.

"I surrendered to the Han people, so I got food and cotton clothes from them, so the army has finally stabilized." Li Mingjun said.

After a bang, Zhao Xilie flipped onto his back and the chair fell to the ground. He got up in a hurry and stared at Li Mingjun, "What are you talking about? Are you so bluffing? You kid is telling a joke now." You are really good at kungfu. It seems that you are hungry in Shanggu County, but you are very talkative!"

Li Mingjun did not laugh or speak, but looked at Zhao Xilie silently. Gradually, Zhao Xilie's laughter became smaller and smaller, and finally swallowed it all back in his throat, looking at Li Mingjun.

"You're not serious, are you?"

"It's true." (To be continued.)