Traveling through time and space and becoming a deposed prince, he just wants to survive!

Chapter 407: Back to Dingbian City

When the table was brought, the soldier hurriedly wiped it carefully with his sleeve, over and over again. After confirming that there was no trace of ash on the table, he left with peace of mind.

The centurion carefully placed a whole chicken and a leg of lamb on the table, then took off the wine jar hanging from his neck and was about to turn around and leave.

Bi Fujian casually pulled off the chicken's neck, handed it to the centurion, and said, "This is your reward."

The centurion was stunned at first, a look of hesitation on his face, not knowing what to do.

Kou Xun didn't say anything at this time. He just picked up the wine jar, slapped off the mud seal, pulled out the oil paper, and took a big sip from the wine jar.

Seeing this, the centurion took the chicken head with its neck attached and said with a simple smile, "Thank you, General Bi, for the reward."

"I'm letting you taste it. What does it taste like?"

Bi Fujian asked unhappily, with a serious look on his face.

"Ah? Oh oh!"

The centurion finally realized what was happening and quickly took a bite of the chicken neck and said, "No salt?"

"Got it? Where's my seasoning?"

Bi Fujian still looked unhappy, and there was a hint of urgency in his tone.

Only then did the centurion suddenly remember that when he came, the cook in the kitchen stuffed something into his arms, and he thought it was a gift.

So he hurriedly took out a paper bag from his bosom, handed it over and said, "I don't know if this is the seasoning. The cook gave it to me. I forgot about it."

Bi Fujian stopped talking and quickly opened the paper bag. Sure enough, there was a bag of seasoning inside.

Nowadays, boiling and grilling are the more common ways of eating in the military.

Personal habits vary. Some people like to sprinkle seasonings on food while eating, while big pot dishes are generally poured into the pot and cooked together.

After the centurion left, Bi Fujian cut off a piece of mutton, dipped it in seasoning, and handed it over, saying, "Kou Xun, this is the first time for you and me to participate in a battle. Life and death on the battlefield are unpredictable, so don't take it to heart."

Kou Xun took the mutton, looked up at the starry sky, and said slowly: "I don't care about my own life or death, but I lost so many brothers at once, and I really feel uncomfortable living."

Bi Fujian raised the wine jar and said with a heroic smile towards the sky:

"After the catastrophe, the deserted city is filled with sorrow, and the broken walls and ruins express grief.

The withered remains cannot hide the tears of the common people, who only hope for peace to return."

"Hahaha……"

Hearing this, Kou Xun laughed loudly at the sky, raised his glass to invite him, and then got drunk and slept in the city.

……

After Zhao Hong led everyone out of the city, there was a dispute among them about the escape route.

Qin Yongyi rode closer to Zhao Hong's carriage and said, "Your Highness, in my opinion, we should head west to Dingbian to reunite with our old base."

Zhao Hong sat in the carriage and shook his head repeatedly, saying, "No, we have to go east, follow the river south, and go to Chang'an."

Qin Yongyi knew very well that Zhao Hong was unwilling to give up. He had finally obtained Chang'an, so how could he give it up so easily?

"Your Highness, don't forget that the journey south is long, and there's a chance we'll run into Zhao Qin's army in Hancheng. That wouldn't be a good thing for us."

As he spoke, he glanced at Zhao Hong, and seeing that he had no expression on his face, he continued, "If you want to go to Yanzhou, Suide has been occupied by the Qin army. There are quite a few troops there, and it's also a dangerous place."

After listening to Qin Yongyi's analysis, Zhao Hong was still unwilling to give in. He remained silent for a long time without saying a word.

Seeing this, Qin Yongyi continued, "How about this? Send someone back to Yanzhou and Chang'an to pass on the message. If Yanzhou can be defended, then we will defend it. If not, we will retreat to Chang'an. After training in Dingbian, we will replenish our weapons and ammunition and then return to Chang'an."

These words finally moved Zhao Hong. After thinking for a moment, he finally agreed to go to Dingbian.

In fact, going to Dingbian is not a bad thing for Zhao Hong. There is still a workshop for producing cannons here. Although there are not many gunpowder and other materials left, there are still some.

The most important thing is that Dingbian is not far from Shangjun, and there are people like Li Ruxin here, so there is no problem with the source of troops.

So Zhao Hong took people and supplies and hurried towards Dingbian.

Along the way, the villages we passed by were sparse, and occasionally we could see some villages where Di people already lived.

"Beat him. Beat him to death."

When passing by a larger village, they saw a man lying on the side of the road. A group of people were beating him with sticks and shouting curses.

"What's going on up ahead?"

Zhao Hong was sitting in the carriage. He heard the noise outside and frowned and asked.

"Your Highness, I have just sent someone out to investigate. It seems that there was an argument over some dispute, and they are beating up a family."

Qin Yongyi rode over and said to Zhao Hong.

"Go and see what's going on. This village is quite large. Isn't there any Muramasa here to maintain order?"

As the prince of the Great Zhou Dynasty, Zhao Hong was demoted to a commoner, but his inherent arrogance made him always consider himself a descendant of the royal family.

This place is already in the territory of Dingbian. In his heart, no matter whether he is the King of Dingbian or the King of Zhenbian, everything belongs to him.

When the villagers saw the army coming, they were alert and looked at the newcomers.

The flags used by Zhao Hong's army were not the dragon flags of the Great Zhou Dynasty, but his specially made Dingbian King flags, so no one could recognize them.

After all, they were an incoming army, and no one dared to go and ask.

Large armies generally do not pass through villages when marching, but Zhao Hong is different. Wherever he passes, there are troops around to explore before moving on, and he naturally walks in the most central position.

So passing through a city or a village is a common occurrence.

"Hey, why were you guys fighting on the side of the road just now?"

The person asking the questions was Liu Yiping, the leader of Zhao Hong's personal guards.

The man being beaten on the ground, upon hearing the voice was the language of the Great Zhou, quickly stood up and shouted, "General, save me!"

As soon as he said that, he was kicked hard by the person behind him.

Liu Yiping looked intently at the person who was kicked down.

Although this person's clothes were tattered, they were made of fine silk. Although his skin was covered in dust, his original whiteness could still be seen. He was obviously not an ordinary villager.

"Who is calling for help? I am the leader of the personal guards of the King of Zhenbian. If you have any grievances, please come forward and speak."

The person who was kicked down was secretly happy when he heard this, knowing that he might be saved, and quickly crawled along the ground towards Liu Yiping.

As a result, he was trampled underfoot again.

"I don't care who you are. We are Master Changwang's people. The land here belongs to us. If these damn Zhou people refuse to leave, we have no choice but to drive them away."

The person who trampled on it said arrogantly.

Zhao Hong, sitting in the carriage, was furious when he heard this: "What do you mean the land here is yours? I, the King of Zhenbian, am the owner here!"

He shouted to Liu Yiping in front of him, "This is my territory. Who dares to claim it's his? Take your troops and arrest all those who speak such outrageous words. Anyone who dares to resist will be killed without mercy."

Zhao Hong's voice was so loud that the person who had been so arrogant and stepped on others just now was frightened and quickly retracted his feet and took a few steps back in panic.

"Don't mess around. We came here because the King of Zhenbian gave this place to our Wolf Rider leader as a reward. We are here to take it over at the order of the Great Leader of Kangba."

After hearing this, Zhao Hong immediately understood the meaning. It turned out that the land here was awarded to Qi Guanlie so that he could manage it.

Unexpectedly, these Di people actually thought they were the masters of this place.

Alas... As expected, some people cannot be spoiled too much.

You just give them a piece of land to build their homes, but these people end up expanding into a whole estate, and then claiming it's inherited from their ancestors...