Economic and Trade Song Dynasty

The lieutenant general's expression immediately changed when he heard the words, as if he was about to get angry. A messenger didn't even know the number of enemy troops?

Qin Juan blushed slightly and immediately cupped his fists and said, "Lord Zuo An said that we will win the fight."

When he said this, the faces of those people immediately overflowed with confidence, and the lieutenants did not point out the meaning of Qin Juan's words. They didn't dare to delay any longer and immediately ordered: "Hurry up! Go and pinch those dogs! Do it!" Hurry up! Let's go now!"

Qin Juan breathed a sigh of relief. When the mighty army galloped past him, they only ran for less than two quarters of an hour for the three miles.

Because the Heizigou army was scared away by the artillery horses, they even thought that the horses of the hundred cavalry were all strapped with artillery.Because he was afraid that their morale would be greatly reduced, Lieutenant Zuo An led the cavalry to kill one enemy ten.

At this time, their infantry in the north direction rushed down from the distant sand hill, shouting the slogan of the Jihab Battalion, and the sound filled the sky.

"We have 1 people!"

"[-] reinforcements! Rescue came too late!" Ayiga asked the soldiers to shout.

The group of 3000 black dogs believed it was true. They really thought that they would come with [-] reinforcements, and [-] would fight [-], so they were already discouraged in their hearts.

The black dogs died, fled, and surrendered.

"Don't kill them. Those who surrendered will be tied back. I have fought against them three times, and only this time I have captured the prisoners. It's very good! Take them all back, and I will interrogate them one by one!" Zuo An ordered.

Looking at the burning desert, Qin Juan didn't know what emotion he was feeling. He seemed to feel that he was always out of place on the battlefield.At only 11 years old, he was forced into this Shura purgatory by an invisible hand.

"Qin!" Ayiga threw a bow and a brown fur scarf at him, "Heizigou's good stuff! If there are too many, you can share them!"

Qin Juan froze for a moment but didn't catch it, and hurriedly dismounted to pick it up.

When he raised his head again, Ayiga had already rode away.

I don’t know what kind of animal the brown-yellow fur is. He has never used fur since he was a child, and he doesn’t recognize it at all. Before the age of six, his family was rich, but his parents didn’t use it. I tied it around my neck as a scarf and felt much warmer.

This bow is not bad, it is much stronger than the bow he used in training.

Are all the Heizigou Army such good equipment?Qin Juan thought suspiciously.

This victory was called "The Beacon Tower Victory". The Jihab Battalion defeated 200 enemy troops with 560 soldiers, and the Jihab Battalion lost more than 300 troops. There were as many as 230 people, and the rest fled.

After winning the battle, there is a reward for meritorious service, but this has nothing to do with Qin Juan.

When he returned to the slave camp exhausted, Nunu Mohe was gone.

Until late at night, Nunu Mohe, who had been busy all day, came back from the kitchen camp and saw that the dilapidated tent was lit with lights. Writing in front of the fire, he suddenly fell silent at this moment.

Nunu Mohe only said to Qin Juan: "It's good to come back alive, don't think about military achievements."

Qin Juan looked at Nunu Mohe, he ignored the palpitations in his heart at the moment when he heard Nunu's voice, he didn't speak, he frowned and thought, he doesn't care about military achievements, he didn't do anything, he was really only responsible Just sent a letter.

It is clearly stated in the Jihab camp regulations that military merits are counted by head count.

Qin Juan opened the notebook and continued to draw his map. He liked drawing maps, and even more liked the feeling of adding city defenses, passes, and bridges to each place name he made up on the map...

He would even draw the traveling merchants on his maps.The camel on his map is the symbol of business travel, different business travel has different flags, and the surname is the sign to distinguish business travel...

At this time, Qin Juan felt that he was happy. He had an empire created by himself, and the map he had drawn in his hand was exactly that.

It wasn't until he met someone by chance that he knew there was a word called "smelly congeniality".

He hadn't been out of the slave camp for two days in a row, and when he left the slave camp again, Mu Ya said that Master Zuo An had contacted a general of the Heizigou Army, and they would discuss about exchanging prisoners in half a month.

The reason why this matter could be negotiated like this is that among the prisoners captured in the Great Victory at the Beacon Tower that day, there was a senior official of the Heizigou Army.

Qin Juan didn't want to care about these things, he was still a child, and he was playful, he wanted to find a chance to ride a horse in the pasture of the cavalry camp, but he was attracted by a strange boy.

It's very strange that the boy is squatting there, and what's even more strange is that the boy has not been scolded for making such a virtue in the pasture of the cavalry battalion?

Qin Juan wanted to go over and say something to the boy, but when he saw the "masterpiece" in front of the boy... he was a little surprised.

The soil on the pasture was soaked in water and was made into city-states one after another, bridges, sheepfolds, and even cannon carts, horses, caravans...

This world is really small, so small that two people with the same hobbies meet in broad daylight...in a military camp or on a pasture.

But Qin Juan likes this person's "craftsmanship", but hates this person's appearance... Yes, I hate it to death.

Because when the boy sensed someone, Qin Juan sat on the ground in fright when he turned around.

An 11-year-old child also wants to save face. It was the first time he was scared to sit on the ground by a person... The other person gloated and thought it was because of his aura that he was intimidating!

Fuck the shock!

He was frightened by the ugly face of this dog, okay?

Qin Juan has never seen such an ugly boy, he is really ugly, with a sallow complexion, many freckles on the bridge of his nose, his eyes are very small, every slit is bigger than his eyes, and they are still collapsed The bridge of the nose, the lips are still turned outward, and there is a dark circle around the lips...

This is so fucking ugly.

People uglier than Nunu Mohe really opened his eyes!

Qin Juan loves beauty. When he was 11 years old, he experienced the beauty, ugliness, good and evil in the world, but he still loves beauty. Maybe it has something to do with his beautiful mother, handsome father, Shui Lingling's younger sister...

At this time, Qin Juan still doesn't know that this ugly boy when he was a child is his real brother who will fight side by side with him in the future.

"Don't press my farmland, it's my farmland over there." Po'er said, pointing to the field where Qin Juan sat on his buttocks, "I'm so majestic, I can scare a child , quite cool."

Prestige ass!Qin Juan scrambled to his feet.

"Yeah, I'm so happy that there are people shorter than me in this barracks!" Riri smiled even more happily, and even put down the mud in his hands, and looked at Qin Juan carefully.

After listening to the young man's words, Qin Juan felt that the young man's face was even uglier... He was about to turn around and leave quickly, he didn't want to see such an ugly face anymore, but he was grabbed by that man.

"Little guy, you are very good. You are the only one shorter than me in the entire cavalry battalion. You are worthy of praise. From now on, you will play with me. This can set off this... ahem, set off my tall and mighty!"

"?" Qin Juan first glanced at the boy's ugly face, and then at the boy's arm... a hand covered in mud.

Then he said something that made every day swear that he must be "educated" well in his future life.

Qin Juan said, "I don't play with fools."

Yueyue was stunned for a moment, and then picked out his ears to make sure he heard right?

At this time, Qin Juan had already broken free from the hand that was holding him.

When Yue Yue came to his senses, there was no sign of that child.He said angrily: "I will wait for this son."

Qin Juan did not go to ride a horse on the pasture, but was attracted by the voice coming from inside a tent of a lieutenant general when he passed by.

He has never heard such a beautiful Mongolian language, and he has never thought that a person's Mongolian language can be so beautiful...

So he stood outside the tent for a long time, and he recognized that it should be a young man's voice, thirteen or fourteen years old, like jade, like wind, like spring chants.

After a while, the boy's voice stopped.

Then Deputy General Zuo An told a piece of history, a story about Khwarazimo and Genghis Khan.

There are many commercial routes from the Central Plains to Dashi or Byzantium, but Khwarazmo is right in the middle of these commercial routes. Khwarizmo cut off these main routes, and countless merchants died here.Thus, Genghis Khan began his Western Expedition...

Previously, Genghis Khan's main goals were Xixia and Jin, and he gave up Xixia and Jin to conquer Khwarazmo.

For a long time, no one in the tent spoke again, until the young man's clear voice spoke again, as if speaking of insignificant words, he chanted a poem with an indifferent and lazy tone.

"Looking back to my hometown, today is good, and the partridges in the deep courtyard of the pear blossoms."

This poem is from "Gengchen Qingming in the Western Regions" by Prime Minister Yelu, and this young man is Prime Minister Yelu's nephew, Boya Wu's family, small character Huhu.

Most Mongolian people called him Huhu.

The young man is the successor of Prime Minister Yelu, and all the members of the Jihabu camp and even the grasslands respect Prime Minister Yelu, so naturally they also respect the young man.

No one in the camp could understand the poems that the young man came out of nowhere. They even thought that the young man was beautiful and talented, but he seemed a bit insane...

Only the 11-year-old Qin Juan outside the tent vaguely understood what the boy meant. He thought the boy was just saying that he didn't like war.

"Who's outside!" There was a stern roar from inside the tent, Qin Juan turned pale and was about to back away when a deputy general Zuo An who appeared suddenly took him under his control.

Qin Juan turned pale with shock, he never thought that Deputy General Zuo An's speed would be so fast?

Qin Juan didn't even have the strength to break free. He didn't know how Zuo An did it. The half of his body held by Zuo An seemed to be crippled.

Ayiga, who was standing not far from the camp, looked over, and when he saw Qin Juan's face, he couldn't help shouting in panic: "Bold! Come and beat me down!"

As soon as he finished speaking, there was a "slap", and Ayiga's face was slapped hard.

The visitor was of extremely high stature, a head taller than the 17-year-old Ayiga, with wheat-colored skin, a profound and heroic face, and about 22 or [-] years old.

This is Ningbai Qianhu. He is different from ordinary Qianhu. He entrusts five thousand households. This is another thousand households that divided Jihabu Camp with Luba Qianhu. He is the right-hand man of the general Jihabu Camp. Young talents, pillars of humerus.

Hearing this slap, Qin Juan knew that Ayiga had been beaten even though he was restrained by Zuo An and couldn't raise his head, his body trembled uncontrollably...

He is not stupid, he knows what Ayika wants to do and why he does it.Ayika wanted to punish him before these adults sentenced him to death...but Ayika didn't have this right yet.

Only the sound of Ning Bai Qianhu drawing out the knife was heard, and with a few dull steps, the knife rested on his neck.

Cold and cold.

"Say, who sent you here?" Ning Bai asked, staring at Qin Juan with eagle-like eyes.

Qin Juan shook his head, because being held by Zuo An on his shoulder hurt so much that he couldn't speak.

Apparently Zuo An also forgot the strength for a moment because of the shock, and he was extremely shocked when he knew that the person he was detaining was Qin Juan.

He was even more shocked when he heard that Ning Baiqianhu suspected that Qin Juan was a spy.

After careful consideration, Zuo An said in a low voice: "Lord Qianhu, this child has been in the camp since he was six years old and has been in the camp for five years. It should be impossible for him to be a spy."

When Qin Juan was rescued, he ordered someone to check Qin Juan's identity carefully.

Ning Bai naturally didn't believe it, a sarcasm overflowed from the young man's thin lips, his knife was not closed, and his long eyebrows were lowered: "Kill it clean, I don't like to guess."

"... longing for my hometown to be here today."

Qin Juan's clear voice cut through the tense tent.

He said: "I just stopped when I heard this poem. I am not eavesdropping or a spy... The grape wine is ripe and melancholy, and the agate cup is cold and drunk."

His last two lines are the first two lines of the two poems read by Mr. Fox, which makes his words more convincing.

His voice was so clear and clean that the soldiers in the camp who had experienced the battlefield were slightly moved.

But Ning Bai is not an ordinary person.His killing and sharpness does not allow him to be kind. You must know that he has never lost a battle from the Huguan ambush to the Xitumen secret attack.

His scimitar moved slightly, and no one near him could see his intention to kill the child directly, but the boy could.

When a hand that was as perfect as a carved white jade with distinct bones fell on Qin Juan's face, Qin Juan completely fainted from fright.

After all, he was just a child... He was really afraid of death.

Young master Huhu's hand caressed Qin Juan's face, blocking Ning Bai's scimitar.

Just when everyone thought that this young master fox would surely die, Ning Bai withdrew the knife.

People are so weird sometimes.

The person who rescued him was Mr. Huhu, Mu Ya told him, but it was a pity that he passed out and did not see the "beautiful skin" that Mr. Huhu was rumored to be a heavenly being.

He only remembered that warm hand, and the warm wind with the fragrance of herbs... Perhaps, this is the unique temperature and smell of that fox son.