Chapter 121
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Old Man Meng felt relieved and said, "General, you don't have to be polite. Drink as much as you want. You can even drink all the water in the stream!"
Ning Emei cupped his fists and turned around to say sternly, "Hold on tight for a stick of incense!"
The 100 light cavalry from the Phoenix Battalion didn't make any noise. Only the sound of the horses drinking and snorting could be heard.
The Liyang Dynasty had always been recognized as the best warhorses in the Spring and Autumn Period. Their horse policy was flourishing and the imperial court paid special attention to it. The martial arts books said that horses were important to the country. The other countries in the Spring and Autumn Period either didn't pay attention or didn't have large pastures like West Chu. Northern Liang claimed to have three hundred thousand Iron Cavalry. Every war horse had to be recorded in detail from the moment it was born. There were almost complicated and harsh military rules and regulations. Anyone who cut off the horse's food was guilty of the same crime as cutting off the soldiers' rations. They weren't allowed to ride horses to hunt outside of war. If they let someone ride them, they would be whipped 100 times. If they threw away the stirrup or saddle, they would be whipped 100 times.
Ning Emei led 100 light cavalry out and had to strictly follow the most basic marching rules. They had to rest every 10 li and brush the horses' noses and mouths. They had to feed every 30 li.
In Beiliang, anyone who lost their horse in battle would be executed. They would be rewarded for fighting to the death and injuring their horses.
The Beiliang cavalry was the best in the world. It wasn't announced by the mouths of scholars, but by the horses trampling over the six countries and half of Jianghu!
Cripple Kong, who had once done odd jobs in a drill ground in Yongzhou, had claimed to have joined the army before. He raised his voice and asked carefully, "General, are you from Beiliang?"
Ning Emei smiled and said, "I'm not a general, but we are from Beiliang."
Cripple Kong gave him a thumbs up and said, "Beiliang cavalry, there's nothing to say! When I was in the Yongzhou army, I heard a lot about the achievements of Beiliang's 300,000 Iron Cavalry. Today, I've finally seen it with my own eyes. "
Ning Emei smiled and didn't say anything.
Cripple Kong squatted on the side and observed carefully. These 100 Beiliang cavalry were much stronger than the Yongzhou army. He estimated that three Yongzhou soldiers against one Beiliang would be difficult!
Ning Emei waited for the warhorses to finish drinking and put their armor back on and shouted, "Get on the horses!"
More than a hundred light cavalry mounted their horses. Their movements were exactly the same, as smooth as flowing water.
Old Man Meng and the others were dumbfounded. They only felt that this group of Northern Liang cavalrymen had a strong murderous aura just by mounting their horses. If they charged, who would dare to stop them?
Liu Lu watched as the Northern Liang light cavalry left in an orderly manner. He clicked his tongue and said, "Old Man Meng, I'm convinced. You're right. That Xu Fengnian's father is an official. Maybe he's the son of a general."
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Cripple Kong nodded and said, "You're right."
Liu Reed smiled and said, "You want more? Old Meng, why don't you just say that Hsu Fengnian is the son of the Great Pillar State? There's nothing more important than that, right? Huh? Hsu Fengnian? Doesn't that mean he has the same surname as the King of Beiliang? "
The three of them stared at each other.
Old Meng, who was almost choked to death, finally let out a sigh and whispered, "Doesn't look like it."
Cripple Kong nodded and said, "Doesn't look like it!"
Liu Reed agreed and said, "Doesn't look like it at all!"
Qingyang Peak was steep and precipitous, like a sword pointing at the sky. As the saying goes, "Looking at a mountain is close to death". There was still a long way to go to reach the Qingyang Palace at the top of the mountain. Perhaps they could only reach the peak at night. Fortunately, the scenery along the way was picturesque. The ancient trees towered into the sky, the streams were deep and secluded, and the cliffs were carved with apes and monkeys. It was not boring at all. Many old people who believed in the Way of the Nine Bushels of Rice would walk for ten days with their own rations in order to burn incense at the top of Qingyang Peak. Hsu Fengnian and Little Hawthorn rode on the same horse. Yu Youwei was carrying Que 'er. The little girl liked the white cat Wu Meiniang very much, so she just happened to hold her in her arms.
Hsu Fengnian raised his head and looked through the lush ancient trees at the clouds in the sunset. It was as gorgeous as the ocean.
Little Hawthorn held the Embroidered Winter Saber that he had borrowed from Hsu Fengnian with both hands. He smiled and said, "If we go up a little more, we will reach the Zhaihe Pavilion. I heard that it will take a few hours to reach the top by foot. It will take at most two hours by horse. In the past, Que 'er and I only dared to walk to the edge of the pavilion. The fairy aunts have bad tempers and will scold people. "
Hsu Fengnian asked, "Are there many female Kun Taoists on the mountain?"
Little Hawthorn was confused, "What?"
Hsu Fengnian smiled and explained, "Female Taoists."
Little Hawthorn nodded and made a face at Que 'er. He smiled and said, "There are many. They are all prettier than Que' er. But they are not as pretty as the sisters you brought."
Hsu Fengnian knocked the young man's head and smiled as he lectured him, "Let me teach you a principle that I spent countless silver taels to buy. When you see a beautiful girl, you have to praise her with all your might. If she is not so beautiful, you have to praise her as extremely beautiful. If she is really ugly, you have to at least say that she is delicate and graceful."
Little Hawthorn looked embarrassed and said honestly, "I can't learn this. Look at how black Que 'er is. I always say that she is as white as a piece of charcoal."
Hsu Fengnian laughed and said, "Aren't you asking for a beating?"
Yu Youwei's lips curled up as she touched the little braids of the girl in her arms. Que 'er also snickered.
She did not care who Hsu Fengnian was. She only remembered that Hsu Fengnian was the one who taught her how to blow the leaf whistle.
He said that he would come to see her and would even take her to the Qingyang Temple to see the fairies.
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