"Brother Jiuzheng, what is this?" Mingdang finally found the cylindrical telescope on the table and asked curiously.

Meng Jiuchong didn't want to hide it. Seeing that she found it, she smiled and picked it up and stretched forward, "This is called a telescope, which is used for marching and fighting."

Mingdang reached out to take it, fiddled with it in his hand for a few times, but didn't know how to use it.

Meng Jiucheng raised his telescope and made a lookout position. He pulled the two cylinders with his hand and smiled, "This way, you can bring things from afar closer and see more clearly." After saying that, he handed them to Mingdang and reminded him, "Don't take them back, otherwise you will look farther and farther. It's dark at night, and it's interesting to see during the day!"

Mingdang took it, raised the telescope, leaned forward, and glanced at the outside.

"Yeah? Yeah!" Mingdang made a surprise sound from his little mouth. He pulled the cylinder, and he should have adjusted the focus and smiled happily, "It's so interesting! Look at that person, haha, it's Uncle Xiao, and Uncle Zheng..."

"Master Seven, this is for you. Madam Ming——" Meng Jiucheng presented another hand to Zheng Ruxin, and there was indeed one of her in these telescopes.

"I don't need to go through the battle formation, but I don't need to." Ming Linglong was understanding and spoke first, and there was no need to say Meng Jiucheng's apologetic words.

Zheng Ruxin raised her look, but she was not as childish as Mingdang, laughing and screaming, but she also made a surprise sound, and then exclaimed: "Ninety percent, you are so smart, this thing is so ingenious and rare in the world."

Not only rare, it is simple but not! Meng Jiucheng was proud and pretended to be reserved.

Mingdang suddenly turned around and mischievously pointed the telescope at Meng Jiucheng. Meng Jiucheng laughed and made a sudden grimace.

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The morning fog dissipated without a trace under the sunlight. Flags fluttered, and two thousand soldiers lined up and headed along the road. In front of the team, a flagpole with a length of more than meter long was raised high, and the flag with a red and yellow character "Meng" fluttered in the wind.

Meng Jiucheng rode on a horse, wearing military uniform, bright armor, bright helmet, and red tassels on his head, as eye-catching as a crane.

The earth hummed dullly under the trampling of horses' hooves and feet. Behind the team was a convoy of supplies, creaking forward, raising rolling dust, adding to the power of the march.

A thousand people are boundless and boundless; a thousand people are boundless and boundless. Although this is an exaggeration in storytelling, in Meng Jiucheng's eyes, the vastness of nearly a thousand people still makes him look excited.

Now is the real beginning of the revival of China. Can you still stop when you first arrive? When you first arrive in a strange land, you are confused and confused; when you suddenly wake up from your dream and strive to do it; have you ever thought that this would be the case? God is blessed by you and with your own courage and wisdom, you can achieve today's small achievements. The road is long and long. Although it is difficult to take the first step, it is the beginning of success.

In the sun bathing, Meng Jiucheng straightened his waist and looked back at the marching team that lasted for miles. He was full of heroism and warmth, and difficulties and opportunities coexisted. It was a complex mood that made people feel deeply touching!

It took not long, and the team had already reached a stream. The waves were sparkling and the sound of water was twitching. Before the water could enter, it made people feel a sense of coolness.

The stern girl seemed to have had a water fear disease again. Although she was not as good as before, she was not very obedient and was a little reluctant to go forward.

But Meng Jiucheng's hard practice, coupled with Xiao Ying's guidance, is no longer the same as before. He held the reins of the horse with one hand and stroked the horse's head with the other, and his eyes became sharp.

Zhan Ya tried hard to shake her head, but the reins were firmly grasped and controlled it. After several struggles, it gave up on its struggle and squirted helplessly.

Meng Jiucheng inhale and settled down, his legs tightly clamped. The horse's back seemed to suddenly sink down, as if he was pressing a thousand pounds of weight. Stubborn raised his hooves in resistance and stepped on the ground. Meng Jiucheng did not move at all, exerting force on his hands and strengthening his legs. Stubborn even controlled his head firmly.

Can't turn, can't lower it, stern girl seemed to finally understand what kind of person was riding on her back. Her head was raised, and the naughty spirit of casual and indifferent disappeared. It stood majestic and straight, with a concentrated look, just like a soldier meeting a powerful commander.

Meng Jiucheng shouted lightly, his legs clamped the horse's belly, and his powerful hands controlled the reins, urging the horse to walk into the stream.

Of course, Zhan Ya still didn't want to go into the water, but she couldn't turn her head and could not turn her body. The force of moving the four hooves back had to be transformed into the driving force for progress. The horse's hooves leaped into the river, split the water splash, waded through the stream, and then jumped to the other side.

Stubborn! Meng Jiucheng gently patted his horse's head, wondering if he would change his name to it.

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The camps in Lingyang Town were already noisy, and the soldiers were wearing armor and holding sharp weapons, and rushed to the wall to guard the village to resist the attack of the Red Turban Army.

"The Red Turban Army finally made a big move." Liu Wen was talking to himself, or to the officer next to him, "At this time, Meng Jiucheng dared to move abnormally, was he confident?"

Officer Hu Xian curled his lips and said a little disdainful, "How many troops does the Red Turban Army have and how many of our army have? If you attack with less, won't you defeat yourself? With the view of a humble position, you should lean on the camp and defeat the enemy in one fell swoop."

Liu Wenzheng shook his head and said slowly: "The military strategy says: avoid its edge and attack its laziness. The Red Turban Army is coming with great force and morale. Our army should fight with firmness and first defeat the enemy's spirit. When the enemy's morale is exhausted, then take the opportunity to fight, and you will win a complete victory."

"Along with that——" Liu Wenzheng paused for a moment and sneered: "I have sent someone to report urgently, asking Lord Liu, the county town, to send troops to help. Even if our army does not have the opportunity to fight, the two families will definitely win in the joint attack."

Although Liu Wenzheng made a point, with the force that was twice as powerful as the Red Turban Army, it seemed that he would not be defeated no matter how he fought. Moreover, the defense counterattack or waiting for reinforcements to attack together were all the ways to win. But Hu Xian felt that it might not be so easy. At least he should rely on the fortress along the way to delay the enemy, rather than the fact that Liu Wenzheng was worried about being defeated one by one, and all the troops gathered in Lingyang Town.

The dog guarding the family? These four words appeared in Hu Xian's mind, and the more he thought about it, the more he felt that it was exactly this.

When Ma Si was killed, Liu Wenzheng didn't care. He only thought that Ma Si was too harsh on the people and had too few people, and was attacked and destroyed by the people. When Zhang Cheng's bandits were completely wiped out, Liu Wenzheng gloated and felt that Zhou Sangui's strength was weakened, which was beneficial to the Liu family. When Zhou Sangui was defeated, Liu Wenzheng was shocked and could not make up his mind to fight the Red Turban Army with all his might. He insisted on taking some delaying strategy and waiting for the general situation to become clear before taking action.
Chapter completed!