Chapter 432 The beginning of a legend (two-in-one chapter)

Author: Uncle Long Legs

Chapter 432 The beginning of a legend (two-in-one chapter)

It was night, on the top of Chuibian Mountain, about half past eight in the evening.

"Let me tell you, before cooking horse meat, it must be soaked in cold water for an hour or two, and the water must be changed several times during this period.

In this way, the horse meat cooked later will not have that messy taste."

The New Oriental chef is waving a spoon in his hand, and Fan Zhu, a newbie, is shouting in his mouth, and he has the appearance and posture of a chef.

Next to him, another rookie named Barong, who was said to be good at using a spatula, said nothing, but his hands did not stop at all.

Pick and choose among some of the spices Huang Yizhi carries and choose the materials you need.

This is the secret recipe that he plans to put into horse meat and stew together.

It should be noted that during such a process, both rookies had an indescribable sense of relief on their faces.

To be more precise, there are more than two hundred people on the entire mountain today. Both men and women have such a relaxed feeling on their faces.

In fact, it is very normal for such a scene to occur.

Since it got dark, the exhausted golden soldiers at the foot of the mountain had no intention of continuing to attack in the dark night, so the small battlefield that had been fighting for most of the day finally became quiet.

It also allows these unlucky guys on the mountain to have a good rest.

Even during this process, everyone can clearly see it as long as they take a few steps.

At the foot of the mountain, in positions where their bows and arrows could not reach, many golden soldiers were busy leveling the ground and collecting the surrounding large stones.

You can tell it as a person just by looking at this posture.

These people were preparing to set up a trebuchet. Seeing that they were unable to attack the mountain during the day, the Jin soldiers planned to hit them with big rocks.

But the question is, so what?

Not to mention that at this time, they have dug enough holes on the reverse slope and reinforced it slightly with logs.

As long as you hide inside, you don't have to worry about being covered by the stone firepower of the trebuchet.

The key is that according to their plan, they will sneak away after two o'clock in the middle of the night.

Some rafts were tied with logs, and their armor, weapons, and wounded were loaded on them. The people carried the logs and carried them down the river. They drifted twenty or thirty miles away before considering where to land.

In a word, grandpa won't play with you anymore.

By then, not to mention that the Jin soldiers will only use trebuchets, they will not be afraid of using modern artillery.

As for before two o'clock, of course, piles of bonfires were set up using the cut branches and leaves; after all, humans are living creatures in the wild, and raising bonfires is the best way to relax and calm down.

In addition, a war horse was hit by more than twenty arrows after being tied to a tree stump when it was covered by a rain of arrows from the golden soldiers. It was shot to death alive.

It just happened to be bleeding, skinning, and flesh cutting.

Then he asked Fan Zhu and Barong to show off their skills.

The war horse is about 1.4 meters tall at the shoulders and weighs about 400 kilograms. After removing the bones and other inedible parts, the remaining meat and internal organs are enough for everyone to have a good meal and fill their stomachs for action.

For all kinds of water use, just go down from the reverse slope near the water to the shore and just lift it back up.

Anyway, the warehouse manager, who claims to have 2.0 vision and absolutely no night blindness, and seven men are lying on the edge of the mountain to watch.

Everyone doesn't have to worry about the golden soldiers sneaking up on them at night, so they can rest assured.

In short, there was an escape plan, a warm fire, and a dinner that was simmering in a large pot and several clay pots, and the smell of meat had already begun.

For a time, even the women had smiles on their faces...

After wandering around the wounded soldier settlement area on the reverse slope and making sure that all the wounded had been treated, Hu Biao finally returned to the fire.

While smoking a cigarette happily, I watched Barong and Fan Zhu working hard, and I felt that the Xuange Battalion team finally had the surprise of a serious cook.

It's just that in this process, I always feel like I've overlooked something.

After a while, he slapped his head first and then shouted in his mouth:

"What the hell! Man, I'm still young and strong, but my brain always forgets things easily, even Maode Diji.

I don’t know what to eat to replenish my brain, otherwise how can I keep doing this?”

In the following time, he asked everyone in the team around him: "Does any of you know what the situation of Emperor Maode is now?"

The other veterans of the team are obviously more reliable than their desperate commander.

After hearing this, Xu Feng gave the answer without thinking:

"I was drunk and carried up a mountain before, and I woke up early after such a long time, but she is the emperor's daughter and has never suffered much since she was a child.

I suddenly encountered this kind of thing, and I couldn't react psychologically. Now I'm hiding over there crying; but the imperial concubine is watching her, so she should be fine."

After hearing such a sentence, Hu Biao immediately let go of the last worry in his heart.

Later, when Barong threw the spices wrapped in some clean linen cloth into the cauldron and clay pots, the tantalizing smell of meat became even more domineering.

It's just that the meat of horse meat is too hard. If it's not cooked for enough time, it will become mushy and it's really hard to bite.

He could only continue to wait patiently until it was almost 10 o'clock. Fan Zhu took a chopstick and inserted it into one of the pieces of horse meat.

After inserting the chopsticks easily, Fan Zhu nodded his head.

Seeing this, Hu Biao, who was thinking about not having enough bowls and chopsticks, took his helmet and rinsed it a little, and then prepared a bucket of soup and water to start.

The warehouse manager’s voice was heard in my ears, full of panic:

"Lao Hu, come over quickly and take a look, something big has happened."

Even if he knew that no matter what happened, it actually had nothing to do with the innocent warehouse manager. It was a pity that when Mao heard this sentence, Hu Biao wanted to kick the warehouse manager so much...

Something has indeed happened, but it is still something that makes people almost despair.

Hu Biao put the helmet on his head again and ran to the edge of the mountain in a hurry. He could clearly see many firelights in a large area under the mountain.

Not only was there a long convoy with torches, dragging some trebuchets and stones, approaching here.

What's even worse is that there are many archers holding torches, marching all the way up and down the river towards Chubing Mountain.

There are even some small trebuchets in their queue.

Seeing such a scene, Hu Biao knew that their plan to sneak away in the middle of the night was completely ruined.

Because the river is still in the dry season, and the river is only fifty or sixty meters wide, the Jin soldiers' archers can easily shoot to the other side as long as they stand on the bank.

For targets in the middle of the river, the threat is naturally greater.

Not to mention the existence of the trebuchet. As long as one stone hits, their raft can be sunk and smashed.

Of course, Hu Biao and the others could also leave by diving. Even the original plan was like this, and it was not until later that they changed to rafting.

The main reason is that if they leave after diving, they cannot take away their heavy armor, weapons, and mountaineering bags.

Without these equipment, they are like toothless tigers, and their combat effectiveness is severely reduced.

More importantly, among the more than 200 people on the mountain, the number of people who can dive away with a hollow straw pipe in their mouths is quite limited.

At least all the wounded and most of the women couldn't do it. I and a group of netizens could really harden our hearts and abandon them.

After thinking of the above, all the netizens looked at each other with despair in their hearts.

Er Pang even cursed in his mouth: "What the hell! How did things become like this?"

The reason why things turned out like this was of course because Wanyan Loushi existed who knew them better and was more fearful of them.

The two thousand infantry troops attacked for most of a day, and with more than half of the casualties to no avail, they naturally reported this situation to the leader Wanyan Zongwang and others.

After hearing that a group of Song people on the mountain actually raised the battle flag of "Xuange Camp".

Wanyan Loushi was immediately excited, and even had an inexplicable intuition that the Hu Yitong whose flesh he wanted to eat alive was now on the Cubing Mountain.

Immediately, he couldn't care less about the behavior he had been doing before, like being a mascot in the military.

Wanyan Zongwang and Wanyan Xiyin strongly suggested that those Song people on the mountain must not be underestimated and must be captured as soon as possible to avoid changes.

In my heart, I have always looked down upon Wanyan Loushi and the two of them.

After hearing this, I felt a little unconvinced about such suggestions.

But he still ostensibly agreed, and after dawdling for a while, he sent some archers to guard the upper and lower reaches of the river. Once any human traces were discovered, they would be shot to death with random arrows.

If necessary, then use the trebuchet to greet...

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The horse meat and internal organs, which had been stewed until they became pulpy, were finally distributed to everyone. The taste was just as Balong and Fan Zhu initially claimed, it was quite delicious.

But when everyone thought about it, they would be trapped and die in this small area of ​​​​Cuibing Mountain from now on.

After eating such a delicious meal in your mouth, you immediately feel like chewing wax; it is just put into your mouth mechanically, trying hard to fill your stomach.

After eating the horse meat in silence and drinking up the oily broth, no one was in the mood to talk.

There were even many women who couldn't bear such a blow and began to sob quietly. After a while, the sobs became one continuous sound.
To be continued...