Compared to Huang Song's melancholy, Jiang Pengji's emotions were calm. It seemed that nothing could attract her attention.
As they marched north along the Song River, they learned about the situation in various parts of Cangzhou.
Meng Heng and Meng Hun were both from Cangzhou. Although the former was a Zongzi with no real power, and the latter was a former lieutenant who had defected from Cangzhou for eight years, the two of them knew more about Cangzhou than others. Meng Hun told him what he knew, and Meng Heng added a few more sentences.
When it came to war, not only did one have to understand the enemy's terrain and strategic deployment, but they also had to understand their combat strength and troop configurations.
Jiang Pengji did not expect them to know much, but it was better than nothing. She took it as a way to kill time along the way.
Meng Heng and Jiang Pengji were very serious. They could not withstand Jiang Pengji changing the topic too easily, and as they spoke, they went off topic.
"I suddenly remembered that Zhengtu stayed in Cangzhou for a while." Jiang Pengji asked, "Do the nobles in Cangzhou really like fighting beasts for fun?"
Fu Wang tried his best to be a wolf, but his luck was too low, so he was captured by others to be a beast for others to amuse themselves with.
It was not a secret, and Fu Wang was not ashamed of his past. Instead, he often used it as an excuse to brag about it. That was why Jiang Pengji mentioned it without holding back. She was curious. Didn't they say that the aristocrats of Dongqing were all effeminate?
Would a bunch of mothers like such a bloody activity?
Just to watch lives fight for survival in the Colosseum?
Meng Heng could not react for a moment, but Meng Hun was calm. After all, he had been with the lord for seven or eight years and was used to it.
"Rumor has it that the ancestor of the Meng Family, Duke Meng, had the ability to tame beasts. When Xia Taizu went on an expedition to conquer the world, he offered up ten armies of beasts that made people tremble in fear. Like Chiyou, he can control iron-eating beasts, and his battle prowess is extraordinary. "
If it weren't for Meng Heng, Meng Hun really wanted to call the ancestor's name directly. Why would he use honorifics?
Meng Jing was good at fighting and could be considered a scholarly general who was good at both literature and martial arts. He also knew how to tame beasts, which sounded very impressive.
Because of Meng Jing's influence, Cangzhou had always had the custom of raising fierce beasts.
However, the Ferocious Beasts were prone to injuring people, so they died down after a long time. Only high officials and nobles had the qualifications to keep them.
Ferocious beasts were not raised for the sake of making them act cute. The rich and powerful were bored, so they came up with a game of beast fighting, completely disregarding human life.
Fu Wang was one of the victims. He was neither the first nor the last.
"Controlling an Iron Eater? It sounds majestic, what a pity — "
His ancestor, Meng Jing, was known as the "White Dragon among men", but his descendant, Meng Zhan, was such an idiot.
The future of the Meng's would fall on Meng Heng, the son who had been expelled by Meng Zhan.
Jiang Pengji sighed with emotion, but the audience burst into laughter.
Riding an Iron Eater?
Awe-Inspiring?
How adorable!
Huahua Loves Pighead: "Host, do you know who the Iron Eater is?
Sang Que: I guess the streamer doesn't know? To tell the truth, when I was young, I read about Chiyou riding an Iron-Eating Beast to fight against the Yellow Emperor. At that time, I thought that the Iron-Eating Beast was some kind of terrifying beast. One day, she followed her parents to the Moon Sun Delivery Room at the panda base —
Yiduanbo: "I can't imagine a person sitting on the back of a panda and cooperating with them in battle."
Jielaoyi Mei: "I suddenly thought of something. In the streamer's world, pandas are wild, right? Hunting is not illegal. Why don't we raise a panda someday? " Watching the streamer play with a cat from a close distance, I guess I can't quit this streaming room for the rest of my life. "
Huo Yan Ji Yuan: "The panda is a bear, but I want to play with it too. Jealousy is driving me crazy."
Jiang Pengji was surprised. She knew there were Iron-Eating Beasts in this world, but she had never seen one.
According to the audience, the appearance of the Iron-Eating Beast was different from the general description.
"Shijiu, have you seen an Iron-Eating Beast?"
Shijiu was Meng Heng's courtesy name.
Zhou Yiyun, Heng, Jiu.
The courtesy name was not good, but it was not bad either.
Meng Heng said, "I have seen one."
"How does it look?"
Meng Heng said, "According to the Book of Supernatural Beings, it is sold in the south. It is called Nibbling Iron. In Erya, it is also said that it looks like a bear, has a small head and legs, and is mottled in black and white. It can lick copper, iron, and bamboo bones. It looks gentle and harmless, but in fact, it is fierce and aggressive. It can smash a person's head with one palm. "
Jiang Pengji used her limited imagination to think about it. The image of a black and white brown bear appeared in her mind. It was quite fierce.
"Maybe it's because we have different tastes …"
She never thought she would have the opportunity to witness the "cruelty" of the Iron-Eating Beast army so soon.
The ancestors of the Meng's had the skill of taming beasts, but they learned it from a beast-taming tribe in the north of Cang Prefecture.
To return the favor, the ancestors of the Meng's sheltered the tribe and even encouraged them to marry the people of Cang Prefecture.
Because of the friendship between the ancestors, the tribe and the Meng's of Cang Prefecture had established a strong relationship.
The Meng's sheltered them and provided them with a place to live. In return, they helped the Meng's to guard the northern border.
The farming tribes of the Central Plains had developed their farming skills, and the tribes had their own skills.
Jiang Pengji led the army north along the Song River. There was no dam on the Song River, so the river was very wide and the current was much faster.
Half a month later …
Jiang Pengji arrived at her destination. The army crossed the river without any accidents. It was unbelievably smooth.
"Could it be a trap?"
Afraid of being ambushed, the army crossed the river with trepidation. They were ready to retreat and support at any time.
By the time they all crossed the river and rested for four hours, nothing unexpected had happened.
"It's hard to say. We'll deal with it as it comes."
Jiang Pengji frowned.
According to the scouts, there was no ambush around.
If there was, crossing the Song River was the best chance for the army to do it.
What they didn't know was that it was not that Meng Zhan didn't want to, it was that he didn't get the information.
The "credit" had to go to the general who had rushed thousands of miles to help the Hanchang Pass.
Meng Zhan knew how many opportunities he had missed. He was so angry that he almost had a heart attack.
He ordered his men back ten times in a row. He couldn't even draw his sword and kill him.
Huang Song and Liu Xi's army parted ways at the Song River and split up to attack Cang Prefecture. Such an important news was hidden by the cowardly idiot. If the news was more timely, he might have been able to send troops to ambush them. But now, it was too late.
Meng Zhan was indeed an old ginger. He was more experienced than the new ginger. After venting his anger by killing people, he calmed down quickly.
There weren't many strategic crossings along the Song River in Cangzhou. Huang Song and Liu Xi, the two kids, were probably planning to attack from both sides. Following this train of thought, Meng Zhan quickly circled a few points, drafted a document, and sent out the order as fast as he could.
Even if he couldn't resist the fierce attack, he couldn't let the two kids have it easy.
Meng Zhan's eyes flashed with madness.
He seemed to have thought of something. He sat back on the mat and picked up the brush to grind the ink.
"Quickly, send these two letters to the general guarding Zhanjiang Pass and Yumen Pass."
There were three natural barriers in Cang Prefecture: Hanchang Pass, Zhanjiang Pass, and Yumen Pass.
Hanchang Pass was a natural barrier to defend against the forces in Dongqing. Zhanjiang Pass and Yumen Pass were different.
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