Chapter 180 It's Not Safe Here
Zhao Yulin was still speeding on the rugged mountain road, so how could he know that Huo Fenghuang was trying hard to guide Shunzhidi?
Haha, in this world, it’s not just women who care about him, even tall and handsome men are talking about Zhao Yulin.
After the Mongolian army was defeated in Huizhou under the leadership of Kuoduan, Ogedei sent someone to tell Badu to send troops back to kill Zhao Qier. Hubili volunteered to be the messenger and rushed all the way to the Irtysh River to catch up with Badu 's camp.
After receiving the order from the Khan, Badu hesitated and summoned all the generals to discuss the matter. Some of them advocated obeying the Khan and sending half of the troops back, while others disagreed with the division of troops because the intention of the Western Expedition could not be achieved if the troops were dispersed.
What's more important is that the logistics and quartermaster reported that the food and fodder were gone. Their departure this time was an off-season operation, and after marching thousands of miles, the men and horses had already eaten up the food and fodder they brought.
The people had to eat the exhausted cattle and horses along the way, not to mention the horses. The grass roots in the fields had been dug up and eaten by the cattle and horses along the way. If they turned back, they would probably have starved to death before they got home. How could they even fight?
The grass here has turned green again, just enough to provide fodder for the horses.
And now they suddenly appear in front of the enemy, just in time to conquer the enemy by surprise. Why should they miss this great opportunity?
Finally, Badu made the decision and the army continued to move westward to maximize the interests of the empire.
Mengge pulled Hubili to his tent and asked him what had happened.
Did the Khan lose his mind and issue abnormal military orders in such a rage and out of control?
Hubili told Mengge how Wang Shixian defected to the Song army, Kuoduan was attacked from all sides and his entire army was wiped out. Mengge was very surprised and thought that it was Kuoduan's carelessness and bad luck.
Hubili didn't think so. He told his brother Mengge that the Song army in Guanzhong was very powerful.
Brother Meng is a prairie warrior. He said nonchalantly, "Yes, I know. They have guns and cannons, but we also have cannons and iron can mines. We are not afraid of them."
At this time, Badu came in and handed the written sheepskin document to Hubili, asking him to keep it and return to present it to the Khan.
Mengge told Badu about Kuodu's defeat with a smile, and even exaggeratedly described Kuodu's embarrassing escape, which made Badu laugh out loud.
Badu and Mengge knew very well that it was the Khan who killed Ture and conspired to seize the throne, and they were very unhappy. This time, their eldest son's expedition to the west was a good opportunity for them to leave the annoying grassland Khanate and do something big.
Hubili shook his head and said that the two Andas had never seen the Song army's mortars, and he had not seen the real thing either. The shells fired by that thing could hit people's heads from a long distance and make them explode. It was really powerful. They should go back and help the Khan fight a battle.
Badu laughed loudly and said that his iron can mines could also be shot from a long distance to make the enemy's head explode, so he didn't want to make the enemy look powerful and destroy his own ambition.
Hubili looked at his two brothers' indifferent expressions and knew that he could not convince them no matter what. He regretted that he had helped Zhao Yulin enter Guanzhong. The Shenwei Army had integrated the Northwest Song Army into a whole and had grown to a scale of hundreds of thousands of people. If given more time, the Shenwei Army, which had been tempered into steel, would be difficult to shake.
He began to worry that even if the power of the Kuoduan family would be weakened in the future, the empire he would have after returning to the throne would have been an empire that had lost the Central Plains and was marginalized.
In fact, Hubili didn't know that one of his followers was Badu's spy. As soon as he arrived at the base, he went to report to Badu and provided more information than Hubili.
The spy told Badu that Wang Shixian did not defect to the Song army but was eliminated by the Song army. It was true that some of his subordinates surrendered to the Song army.
Badu took the design of the new catapult given to him by the spy and was amazed at it again and again, saying that it was not that he did not use his brain to make it, but that the fine iron circle could not be made, and without the circle of iron, it would be useless.
The circles of fine iron that Batu mentioned are the spring boosters designed by Zhao Yulin. This thing is not made by simply casting ordinary molten iron into an iron rod and then heating it up to make a coil.
The spy then handed over a cavalry revolver musket that he had brought secretly. Badu was overjoyed and examined it carefully in his hands. The spy explained at the side that it could load five bullets at a time and fire continuously, which was very fast, but it cost 500 gold to buy it from Kuoduan.
Haha, once these weapons were used on the battlefield, the soldiers sacrificed and inevitably fell into the hands of the enemy, and it was the Mongolian army that got them.
Badu obtained such important information and knew that the Northwestern Song Army was no longer what it used to be. There was no point in him going back.
The next day, Mengge told his younger brother to take good care of the family and sent Hubli out of the camp. Hubli then advised him to follow Badu Anda closely in conquering the world in Cumans and not to think about going back.
Brother Meng was puzzled. Why did he feel that this naughty kid was talking nonsense?
Didn’t he use the Khan’s order yesterday to persuade his brothers to go back?
Meng and his brothers shouted “Go, go, go” and drove Hubili away.
Little did the eldest brother know that his naughty younger brother was a cautious person and had been secretly planning to seize the throne.
On the way back, Hubili thought as he walked, Damn, I have to rely on myself. If the west is not bright, the east will be bright. If there is no rain in the north, it will rain heavily in the south. I'm going to give it a go and do it alone.
Then, Hubili shouted, whipped his horse and galloped away, and a group of followers followed him, raising a cloud of dust and heading eastward.
At this time, Zhao Yulin had already arrived at the Hongyuan grassland. Golden butter flowers covered the ground. It was the most beautiful highlight of the grassland in the year. He saw Yangjin coming from afar.
Zhao Yulin rode his horse forward and the two horses rode side by side.
Yangjin was staggering and trying to make him hold her.
Zhao Yulin looked around and said that the guards were watching them, but Yangjin didn't care and asked him to hold her, saying that she was the owner of the prairie and could do whatever she wanted and no one could stop her.
Fairy, she was saying that Zhao Yulin was pretentious and reserved, and was not as honest as her.
He reached out and carried the girl to his horse's back, lowered his head and slapped her. He asked, "Are you satisfied now?"
Yangjin had already closed her eyes with a smile on her face.
Zhao Yulin asked her, "Silly girl, why did you run so far? Aren't you afraid of getting your butt hurt?"
Yangjin said with a smile that she was willing. It was a good opportunity to come to the prairie and have some fun, wasn't it?
Haha, of course I can. I’m the general manager of Baoning Prefecture. What’s wrong with running a little further if I’m happy?
Zhao Yulin complimented her with a smile, and the two of them galloped on horseback, going crazy on horseback. The captain of the guard didn't dare to look at them, and signaled the brothers to follow far behind.
The group staggered to the county government office in Hongyuan. Originally there were only a few tents used as office space, but now it has been turned into a street of wooden houses, and there are many people building stone walls around it.
When the chief clerk Ma Libao saw Zhao Yulin coming, he immediately came out to greet him. He was no longer as unsociable as before, and invited Zhao Yulin to sit on the blanket in the room to drink butter tea. Zhao Yulin smelled the butter in the room and knew that he had become friends with the Tibetan brothers and sisters here, and he was very pleased.
He was feeling happy, but after hearing these words, a trace of uneasiness flashed through his mind.
Ma Zheng Tixia Zesang told him while drinking butter tea that some people thought it was not good for the court to set up counties everywhere and send officials to collect taxes, as this was originally the power of their Zamp and the temples.
The chief clerk Ma Libao whispered to him that the abbot of the Xinjing Temple said during his sermon that the grasslands had been under the control of the temple for thousands of years, but now they could only quack on the altar and could not even collect half a pound of barley.
Zhao Yulin couldn't help laughing and asked his brothers and sisters what they thought.
Ze Sang said that of course it was much better. Now each family only had to pay grain tax once for their cultivated land according to the court rules, and tax silver was paid according to the amount of trade, without increasing a penny. Everyone was naturally happy, but those who had bullied us in the past would certainly not be happy.
Zhao Yulin gave him a thumbs up.
Who says our Tibetan brothers are stupid and honest? They are very open-minded.
Yang Jin asked him to go out and dance. A bonfire had been lit in the square outside the county government office. Zhao Yulin was a little worried, so he explained to the captain of the guards and accompanied Yang Jin to dance in circles, drink and eat meat.
After half a day of excitement, everyone dispersed. He stood in the square and looked up at the starry sky. The river of clouds was clearly visible, and the stars in the sky seemed to be winking at him.
Yangjin came over to pull him to sleep, and Zhao Yulin asked why he was in such a hurry, as they hadn’t gotten married yet.
The little girl dragged him with a smile and told him to put it in her room first, to prevent it from running away again.
The captain of the guard shouted from afar: "Go, young master, go, my brothers will guard here and make sure Pingnan is safe."
He cursed the boy secretly: Damn it, he really knows how to talk. He hugged Yang Jin and went into the house. The boy actually sent all his luggage to Yang Jin's room.
Zhao Yulin found the 800 million stick and wiped it.
Yangjin hugged him from behind and said with a smile: Are you still waving swords and guns on such a happy day?
Zhao Yulin grinned evilly and said that if he didn't show off his swords and guns on such a happy day, wouldn't that be a waste of the beautiful scenery?
The little girl said that he was a chatterbox and all talk, then she pushed him down on the bed and pounced on him like a little tiger.
After a while of crazy fun, I asked him: I am your personal bodyguard, are you still afraid that it is not safe here?
Zhao Yulin gave her a kiss in return and said, "It's safe, definitely safe."
He hugged Yangjin's waist tightly and told her to go to sleep.
Zhao Yulin was tired from running so much and soon fell asleep.
The situation was different for the guards outside the house. After listening to everyone's responses to the problems at the Xinjing Temple, Zhao Yulin asked the guards not to be careless, to observe the surrounding terrain carefully and organize pre-war defenses.
The captain of the guard stayed on duty for the first half of the night, and nothing happened until sleepiness started to attack him.
Before changing shifts, he woke up Zesang as Zhao Yulin requested, and found two Tibetan brothers to serve as secret guards on the hill outside the county government office.
The captain of the guard is very loyal. No matter how tired he is, he dare not be careless. Two heavyweights, the general manager and the young master of Baoning Prefecture, are here with him.
Zesang and his two serf brothers quietly climbed to a corner of the hill and lay down.
