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The city gate was broken, just like a fish having its spinal cord removed, and there was not much suspense left. Not to mention, there were almost no resistance soldiers in the Qingtai Valley Fort at this time.

Seeing the men filing into the city, Li Yuanqing relaxed and looked at Yang Miaocai with a smile: "Brother Miaocai, how do you feel about this battle?"

"Well?"

Yang Miaocai was still immersed in the struggle between heaven and man. After a long time, he finally came back to his senses and couldn't help but smile bitterly: "Li Shuai, this military matter is really, really..."

Yang Miaocai really didn't know how to describe his mood.

Today, Li Yuanqing used this battle to completely shatter his understanding of his thirty years of life. For a moment, Yang Miaocai's "little world" seemed to have collapsed, leaving him confused and unable to find his direction.

Li Yuanqing looked at Yang Miaocai with a smile, but was not in a hurry.

It has been almost ten years since he came to Ming Dynasty. Li Yuanqing has completely adapted to the way of thinking of the elite scholar-bureaucrat class in Ming Dynasty at this time.

Chinese nation, descendants of gods.

Since ancient times, talents have emerged in large numbers and stars have shone brightly. There have been many heroes and romantic figures.

Let’s not go too far, let’s just talk about Yangming, the great Confucian king a hundred years ago. His attainments in ‘Xinxue’, his understanding of Confucianism and Taoism, and his understanding of the laws of development of things are almost as good as those of Confucius and Mencius.

Even worse...

such a pity.

Various reasons caused the wrong direction of public opinion. At this time, Wang Yangming's thoughts had already changed, and they were simply irrelevant.

Even for talented people like Yang Miaocai who are truly talented and capable, because they have to pursue an official career and have to take the imperial examination, even if they may have doubts or even questions at a certain moment, but~, a promising golden road lies ahead.

They are afraid that they will soon 'find' the right direction.

If the orange grows in Huainan, it will become orange, if it grows in the north of Huaihe, it will become orange.

The butt determines the head.

Even those with great talents and strategies such as Taizu Zhu Yuanzhang and Chengzu Zhu Di would never have imagined in their dreams that the Confucian and Taoist strategy of governing the country that they had determined with their blood and blood would turn out to be like this...

Their sons and grandsons may even die without understanding that without iron-blooded killing, how can they govern the country with Confucianism and Taoism?

Li Yuanqing understood very well that freezing three feet is far more than freezing in one day.

It is easy to wipe out the demons and monsters with force, but ~~, if you want to change the way of thinking of the people in the world, let the Ming Dynasty and China's education model return to the right track, and move towards a healthy path of civilization development, it is far from being easily changed by the power of one time and one place.

However, this did not prevent Li Yuanqing from planting a weak "little sapling" in this chaos.

As Taizu said, ‘A single spark can start a prairie fire’.

But at this time, the Ming Dynasty and China were in the 'rainy season'.

If there is only a small spark, it is difficult to survive alone and tenaciously in the overall trend, and it will easily be extinguished by the majestic rain.

She must be protected and cared for to grow.

Therefore, Li Yuanqing was very patient with Yang Miaocai.

At this time, the shouts of killing in front had stopped a lot, and the originally noisy night gradually began to regain its tranquility. However, the originally lonely firelight became much more prosperous at this time, making the somewhat confused night seem like a blur.

It seems as bright as day.

Chen Zhong laughed and galloped over, "Yuan Qing, you've made a fortune. There are more than 200 war horses in this fort, as well as a dozen stallions, and a bloody stallion!"

Hahaha, hahahaha... Yuan Qing, even God is on our side."

Li Yuanqing was also overjoyed: "Brother, this is great! Haha! Where there is a will, things can come true. If you work hard, God will not let you down! Brother, let's go and see those stallions."

Two hundred war horses can indeed make Li Yuanqing happy, but it is not enough to make Li Yuanqing excited.

But~, a dozen stallions, especially those with sweaty horses, to Li Yuanqing, and to the entire Ming Dynasty, they are simply worth a thousand pieces of gold.

At this time, even Li Yuanqing lost his usual calmness and took the lead in riding towards the fort.

Chen Zhong, Niu Gensheng and others hurriedly followed behind Li Yuanqing.

After a moment, Yang Miaocai finally reacted and hurriedly followed behind the team.

Qingtaiyu Fort is not big, with a circumference of only five or six miles.

However, back then, before the rise of wild boar skins, the Ming court put a lot of effort into building these forts in order to strengthen its rule over the barbarians here.

The fort walls are made of masonry, and the streets, including the stone roads, are hundreds of thousands of times better than the forts later built in western Liaoning.

Before Wanli, including during the Wanli period, the bureaucrats in charge, even if they dared to be corrupt, even if they were bold, they still had to take some influence into consideration.

At least, they don't dare to mess around with the main body on the surface and structure.

Although Wanli didn't like going to court, his vision, determination, and courage were far beyond those of his descendants.

Anyone who dares to fool him will have to hand over his life first and let Master Wanli use it to make elixirs for fun...

But here in western Liaoning...

The sky is about to fall, who has the thought to take care of this...

The stables are scattered throughout the fort.

The main thing is that this kind of fort is basically the powerful master of Houjin, who rewards the slaves under his command with private property.

The same goes for war horses.

Unless there is a war, they are raised individually and will not be gathered together.

The place where the boys found the stallion was in the backyard of Niulu Zhangjing, the owner of Qingtai Yubao, who was under the command of Xianghuang Banner.

When Li Yuanqing and his entourage arrived at Niulu Zhangjing's house, he was already tied up like a rice dumpling by his servants. They put a knife on his neck and knelt in front of the house to greet Li Yuanqing and his entourage.

In normal times, Niu Luzhangjing would have been a high-ranking official, probably even more valuable than the actual guerrillas of the Ming Army.

But at this time, there was a stallion inside, so how could Li Yuanqing still have the mind to pay attention to him? He filed in directly.

Although the appearance of Qingtai Yubao is quite bright, in reality, it is just beautiful on the outside but ruined on the inside.

Most of the buildings in the fort are rammed earth structures, and only the middle part of the fort is a solid masonry structure.

Of course, the central area is naturally also the area where real slaves live.

During the reign of the Ming Dynasty, Qingtaiyu Fort was a Qianhu residence, and it was also a Daqianhu residence. At this time, Niulu Zhangjing's mansion was the Qianhu official hall. From the looks of it, it seems that Niulu Zhangjing has been expanded, and it is very spacious.

It's bright and spacious, and the backyard is huge.

Li Yuanqing and his party quickly found the stables.

"What a bastard. This dog Tatar is really rich. Such a Niu Lu Zhangjing actually raised so many horses, and they are all good horses! Damn!"

Chen Zhong couldn't help but spat hard.

There are probably at least a hundred horses in the stables in Niulu Zhangjing's backyard.

Moreover, they are all good horses. Even compared with the best horses in Li Yuanqing and Chen Zhong at this time, they are by no means inferior, and are even better.

Especially among the horses, there was a tall maroon horse, like a king, standing out from the crowd, looking curiously at Li Yuanqing and his group.

Li Yuanqing's eyes were instantly attracted to it, and he could no longer look away.

But this sweaty BMW seemed to notice the desire in Li Yuanqing's eyes, snorted with some displeasure, and looked aside arrogantly.

"Haha. Interesting." Li Yuanqing couldn't help but smile.

At this time, Chen Zhong also saw this maroon sweat horse, his eyes suddenly shone with light, and he laughed, "Yuan Qing, have you seen it? Hahaha! This guy is a master. Look at it.

It’s quite strong! Hahaha! Just because of this boy, our trip will not be in vain!”

Li Yuanqing was also in an extremely happy mood.

Things are rare and valuable.

Not to mention, he is the top-notch horse among horses like Sweat-blooded BMW.

Especially a stallion.

Let alone a thousand pieces of gold, this damn thing will never be exchanged for ten thousand gold or one hundred thousand gold.

Li Yuanqing took out his cigar box, threw one to Chen Zhong, and lit one himself. He carefully approached the bloody BMW and observed it carefully, not daring to cause its displeasure.

Chen Zhong also followed Li Yuanqing, observing it carefully together with Li Yuanqing.

The men behind him were on guard while secretly sizing up the bloody horse.

Lu Bu is among men, and Red Rabbit is among horses.

This sweaty horse is more than a head taller than ordinary war horses in terms of physique. Especially with their king of horses momentum, they are simply born stars.

Not to mention, this guy is a stud with a handle.

It is indeed the capital of pride.

Even in later generations, he was born the most proud and wealthy king.

The fame of the sweat-blooded horse has been clearly recorded as early as the Han Dynasty, when Zhang Qian went on a mission to the Western Regions.

This kind of BMW is named after the sweat flowing from its neck is blood-colored.

Their bodies are very plump, strong and well-proportioned, with thin heads and tall necks, slender limbs, thin skin and fine hair, and a very light posture. They are simply born runners.
To be continued...