In the territory of Northern Mongolia, hundreds of tents are stationed on a yellow grassland.

This is the garrison of the most elite cavalry in Northern Mongolia, and most of the soldiers have already ridden on the Poluma.

At this moment, the weather was gloomy, the north wind was hustling, and it was very cold. It didn't take long to get the sky completely dark.

In a huge felt tent wrapped in white mink, the fire was red and a big lamb leg was grilled.

Ergu had a gloomy face, sat on several blankets woven with wolves, holding a painting in his hand, which was the picture of the little dragon leading a horse given to him by Zhao Yan.

Zhao Yan's original intention of this painting was to tell Ermon: Seeing that there was no, I was about to have a prince, and you are the prince's cousin. Even in front of my son, you will be led by the nose.

Moreover, seniority is Ergu's weakness, and Zhao Yan just wants to stimulate him.

However, Ergu, who likes to be stubborn, sees more connotations.

He felt that Zhao Yan was sarcastic about his Poluma, and he could only look up at the Great Zhou, sarcastic about Bei Meng's sudden annexation by the Great Zhou, and even sarcastic about Ergu being worse than a beast...

Ergu had a very strong imagination. He saw at least a hundred kinds of malice Zhao Yan was ill of towards him in this painting.

"Oh!" He sighed and suddenly became sentimental.

A few days ago, Northern Montreal Envoy Ashige returned from the Great Zhou Dynasty and vividly described the grand event of the Great Zhou army exercises to him.

"Master, you didn't see it. In Changdan City, there were gongs and drums and firecrackers, and the morale of Dazhou was so extraordinary..."

"They have a magical firearm that can penetrate armor and shoot a soldier to death through a thousand meters. It's much more powerful than our crossbows!"

"Also, and...and they have a powerful weapon called Sky Thunder, which can kill seven or eight of our cavalry. If we fight against the Great Zhou again, the cavalry will probably not have an advantage!"

"The envoys from Goryeo, Hei Khan, Xilimu and other countries were stunned. When they looked at their expressions, they were clearly saying that they were sorry that they were not from the Great Zhou people. The Great Zhou was too powerful..."

Ashige said it in great detail, which made the counselors and generals of Northern Mongolia stunned, and some people even felt a sense of fear.

After hearing this, Ergu did not speak, and slapped Ashige ten times in the face, and then disbanded the ministers.

Since then, no one in the Northern Mongolian Dynasty has mentioned the military exercises of the Great Zhou Dynasty.

And Ashige's official career was completely over.

But this matter was like a big stone pressing on Ergu.

"I don't believe it, I will never believe it. I have never been able to defeat the Great Zhou of Northern Mongolia. Because of this little emperor, it became different. My Northern Mongolia cavalry is the best in the world, and it is impossible to defeat! It is absolutely impossible to defeat!"

Ergu walked to the stove in front of him, picked up the roasted lamb leg, and held it with both hands and started to chew.

He had finished eating the nearly five kilograms of lamb legs in less than a quarter of an hour, and also drank two jars of strong liquor from Dazhou.

At this time, he was hot and very anxious.

He shouted loudly, "Come here!"

As soon as he finished speaking, a young man in a long animal leather robe ran in, and this man was his personal bodyguard.

"Notify the Cavalry Regiment and train with me in a quarter of an hour and run twenty miles a long distance!" Ergu said loudly.

"ah?"

The guard was stunned and said, "Military... Military Commander, it's midnight at this moment, and the road conditions outside are not clear. Moreover, the strong wind is strong, and accidents are prone to happen. It is not advisable to train cavalry!"

Swish!

Ergu Tiger glared at her eyes, and suddenly pulled out the shiny sword beside her and said, "Are you a military commander or I a military commander? Are my cavalry in Beimeng afraid of death? If you don't go to the publication, I will kill you!"

The guard was shocked and could only inform him immediately.

A quarter of an hour later, Ergu, who was drunk, rushed into the depths of the grassland where he could see almost nothing.

While rushing, he shouted: My Northern Mongolian cavalry is invincible in the world and will definitely be able to destroy the Great Zhou!

Three thousand cavalrymen were very powerful when they left, but when they came back, they were much more miserable.

When it was light dawn, three thousand cavalry returned to the camp.

Ergu lay on the horse's back, snoring sounded, and there were still a few purple spots on his head.

And those soldiers were all tired.

This night raid training killed 300 people and injured 700 people. There were still 500 horses that could only be turned into food to contribute to the Northern Mongolian.

Some fell into a ditch, some hit a rock, and some died due to trampling behind.

After Ergu woke up, he felt very guilty and said that he had misled something after drinking, and actually did such a bastard.

He examined himself in front of the soldiers and gave the families of the deceased a large amount of pensions to show his attitude,

The soldiers also knew that he was under great pressure and kept comforting him.

The more Ergu thought about it, the more depressed he became, the more sad he became. He couldn't help but drink too much that night.

He woke up in the middle of the night and screamed again to pull the cavalry to practice.

This time, the soldiers stopped listening to him.

These three thousand cavalry are the absolute elite of the Northern Mongolian. If you follow the drunk training method of Gu, in less than a month, all three thousand cavalry may have been sacrificed for the Northern Mongolian.

As the saying goes, good things don’t go out, bad things spread thousands of miles.

The story of Ergu's training after drinking was sent back to Changdan City by foreign trade businessman Liu Qing. The officials in the Secretariat were so angry that they laughed.

After Zhao Yan learned about this, he also laughed so hard that his stomach hurt. He vaguely felt that this might be related to his painting.

Maybe from now on, I sent a satirical painting to Ergu every two months, and the Northern Meng was destroyed by the Great Zhou.

As for the people, it was even more rumored, and even the sayings such as the tiger when awake and the rat when drunk were derived, which made Ergu reach the extreme.

Another night, when Ergu heard that he had been practicing troops after drinking, he had become a widely spread joke in the Great Zhou Dynasty, especially the six-character evaluation of "When you wake up, when you get drunk," deeply pierced his self-esteem and made him furious.

Then, he drank his sorrows again and fell drunk in the military tent.

After getting drunk this time, Ergu did not order the cavalry to continue training for a long distance, but instead took out military talismans to gather all the soldiers from Northern Mongolia to attack the Great Zhou overnight.

The soldiers of Northern Mongolia were all stunned and had to stop them in front of the military tent together.

Seeing that no soldiers were taking action, Ergu immediately put on his armor and rode a war horse, claiming that he could rush to Dazhou alone and then capture Zhao Yan alive.

The soldiers below him were very helpless and could only tie them up, while the strategists hid all the wine in the general's tent.
Chapter completed!