In the eighth year of Taiyuan (383 AD), in the summer months.

On the shiny red-maned horse, a man in white rode on it, and his slightly thin body shook with the horse's steps, making him very leisurely.

Beside him, two strong men were followed by one left and one right.

Both of them were wearing ochre-colored short-sized bodies, eight feet long, with a belt of ten swathes. Under the sunlight, the muscles covered by sweat were shining, and they were obviously born as a Jian family.

Especially the one on the left, his hair and beard were slightly red, and his face was extremely fair, which seemed to be inconsistent with the soil and soil of the south of the Yangtze River. However, he had an indescribable relationship with the Hu people in the north.

His name is Duan Xian, and he is the most trusted guard of this husband immediately. Whenever he goes out to wander around in the city, he always has to take him with him.

"Duan Xian, what are you looking at?"

"Is it so strange for me to ride a horse? Have you been watching it since just now?"

Duan Xian laughed, his yellow and red beard was erect and raised, and almost flew into the sky.

"Mr. Langjun was joking. I think that Mr. Langjun is particularly majestic today and rides on a horse. His posture and expression are not worse than those cavalrymen in the Northern Palace!"

"Duan Langjun's flattery has been getting better and better recently, and it is not worse than that of the Jin people." The person on the right, named Chen Ding, has a similar physique, but he is a little narrow-minded. When he speaks, he always holds a gun and stick.

"Mr. Lang Jun knows that his subordinates have absolutely no intention of flattery. His subordinates always speak real and have no falsehood."

"I just think that the husband who stepped on the stirrups had a completely new riding skill. If the demeanor of such a demeanor was seen by the young ladies in Jiankang City, they would definitely admire him even more." Duan Xian's archer said with a particularly serious expression.

When the little lady in Jiankang City was mentioned, the young man who was proud just now suddenly lost his face.

Duan Xian, this is really a pot that doesn’t open to pick up!

Those women... are really like wolves and tigers...

"You also know that it is the function of stirrups. It is not that I have improved my riding skills. When I return to Jiankang, I must let all the nobles and children in the city use this treasure."

The double stirrups are the first contribution made by the young man after traveling through time. With these pairs of stirrups, even children from aristocratic families with poor horse skills can ride on the horse and be steady.

Why am I here?

All this is not a dream!

Ever since he opened his eyes on the lawn, these two questions were constantly in his mind whenever he had free time.

He, Wang Mi, an amateur rider in the 21st century, has not graduated from the Department of History, how could he suddenly break into the army of time travel?

How magical the world is. Once a competition failed, he fell off the horse racing. When he opened his eyes, he was already lying in the grass on the shore of Queer Lake, Jingkou City, a strategic city in the Eastern Jin Dynasty.

Duan Xian and Chen Ding helped him up. He pretended to be weak for a while before he could figure out the identity of the master.

He traveled through time!

The one who traveled through time is still named in history. He is the son of the Wang family of Langya, a famous family in the Eastern Jin Dynasty, Wang Mi and Wang Zhiyuan!

Wang Mi initially refused such a fate, but he liked Wang Mi's little face very much. I heard that Wang Langjun was deeply loved by the young and beautiful woman in Jiankang City, and Jiankang was called Pan An's rebirth.

He is now twenty-three years old and just about the age of. As a descendant of aristocratic families, the serious Wang family of Langya, he has entered the career of officialdom. He is currently the secretary-general. Although his official position is not high, he is considered decent.

The key is that the family that was the emperor also had a very good relationship with him, especially Emperor Sima Yao, who even led him as a confidant.

However, you value me again. If you do things under you, you will fail in the end and you will not be able to achieve great things.

Since he came, he would be at peace. Wang Mi accepted his destiny and became the secretary of the Eastern Jin Dynasty, Wang Mi.

"However, why did the Langjun think of changing the stirrup?" Chen Ding, the sensitive Chen Ding felt that Wang Mi's temperament seemed to have undergone subtle changes in recent days, but he couldn't explain which kind of changes it was. All kinds of behaviors were strange, such as adding two stirrups to the saddle. How could Wang Mi think of it in the past?

Wang Mi curled his lips and knew they would ask.

Forget it, take this opportunity to tell a lie and deceive them.

"It's not because you're not doing anything well!"

"I know I'm not good at riding horses, and I don't know how to add stirrups to my horse. If you had done this earlier, would you still have to do it yourself?"

Duan Xian died unjustly and hurriedly defended: "I deserve to die, but it was because of my negligence. When I get on the horse, I always go up with my legs and I can't use stirrups at all."

Wang Mi snorted, what is this saying? Is it okay to show off their riding skills?

"However, the husband didn't have to do this. The husband had to ride a horse. We just had to get on the horse with our backs. We didn't need to step on the stirrups to get on the horse!" Compared to the two, Chen Ding was more sensible, so he didn't know what Wang Mi said, so he nodded and obeyed.

"What do you know? My stirrup is not just used to get on horseback. You haven't noticed that I've been riding a horse much more securely recently!"

This guy with no eyes, Wang Mi was so angry that he shook the stirrups under his feet. This was a pair!

Didn't you find the difference?

Didn't you notice that my feet were always in the stirrups?

Duan Xian and Chen Ding still had a confused expression, and Wang Mi was helpless.

The road to popular science is a long way to go, so we should not be in a hurry.

This time, Wang Mi left Jiankang and came to Jingkou. He accepted the instructor of his friend Yin Wanggong of Danyang and asked him to come and see the movements of the soldiers in the North Palace of Jingkou.

It is now the summer of 383 AD, and the famous Battle of Feishui in history will begin this winter.

As the commander of the Northern Palace soldiers, the champion general (third rank) Xie Xuan and the general Yingyang general (fifth rank) Liu Laozhi, these powerful generals of the Northern Palace will come to Jingkou one after another to recruit new recruits and be responsible for the training.

Since the Jin people moved south, their opponents have changed wave after wave. Now, the major powerful enemies in the north have been basically defeated, of course, not by the Jin people, but by the Diqin, who was not killed by blood. As early as many years ago, the Qin lord Fu Jian, who was eyeing the fierce ambition to annex the Jin Dynasty. Now, Fu Jian, who has successively conquered the Yan Kingdom of Murong, can no longer sit still, and is ready to fight for the Great Jin.

Wang Mi, who has traveled through time, faces this situation.

Lucky?

Unfortunately?

In the court, because the war was imminent, the Eastern Jin court fought several major families, as well as the emperor Sima Yao, who was eager to restore the authority of the Sima family, were now reluctantly united to rebuild plastic friendship.

However, Wang Mi, who was lucky enough to come to Jingkou, temporarily put the disputes in the court aside. He was looking for someone to dig out the Southern Dynasty war god who was still rolling in the wild.

"Mr. Langjun has been wandering around the countryside since he came to Jingkou. I heard that General Yingyang has arrived at the Beifu Army's tent. Should we meet?" Chen Ding made a suggestion, and Wang Mi was leisurely in his posture and didn't listen to a word.

"Don't worry, I'm looking for another person with the surname Liu."

A person with the surname Liu?

Chen Ding scratched his head, had no clue. He didn't hear that Secretary Wang knew any noble children named Liu!

Besides, can there be friends of Secretary Wang in a place like Jingkou where weapons and weapons meet?

Although his face was so happy, Wang Mi was actually very anxious. These days, he has been wandering in the countryside just to find the most important helper on his way to achieve his achievements.

Although he had known who this person's surname was, even if he lived, he could find him immediately if he asked the inner captain.

But he didn't plan to do this. We traveled through time, but we were also responsible for doing things and could not be too arrogant. He had never met this person and came to visit him directly. According to historical records, this person is only seventeen years old now and is still in a state of having no size on straw sandals. What should I do if I scare him?

After all, it is the most romantic encounter!
Chapter completed!