"Compartmentalizing is a safe place. Pen ~ fun ~ pavilion www.biquge.info if someone ambushes them, they will not be served by others. Pull the distance, you can have enough time to react and fight in formation. When the army marches for more than ten miles, it can watch over each other. At the same time, this is also to ensure the speed of the march, to open the distance, the speed can be fast, and the swarm of people walking together cannot be used at all. ”

Yu Canghai knew that he still had a lot to learn, and at least for a few decades, his personal strength would not reach the point of invincibility. And the big war is coming, these experiences are all things he must learn. Yu Canghai carefully observed the various details of the team through the window, which was something that could not be learned in any military book.

When you don't understand, you ask Xiao Wu. In this short quarter and a half of an hour, he felt that he had benefited a lot.

"I see except for the chariots, and the officers. Behind the back, each soldier carried a large backpack half a person high. What's inside? ”

"Tanks and officers are special, their backpacks are carried by special people. Or put it in a wagon. As for the things in the backpack, there are quilts, kettles, dishes and chopsticks, dry food, raincoats, needles and threads, wound medicine, ropes, knife oil, replacement clothes, shoes, bandages for bandaging..."Xiao Wumen Qing, scattered and scattered, said dozens of things.

Yu Canghai couldn't help but take a look, he really couldn't understand how this backpack could hold so many things.

"What is knife oil for?"

"Ordinary sergeants use weapons made of steel, and these mortal soldiers need to be maintained. Every once in a while, wipe it with knife oil to prevent rust and keep it sharp. ”

"What about the needle and thread? Does everyone bring it? What does it do? ”

Raymond rolled his eyes on the side, not bothering to look at Yu Canghai, it was really embarrassing. These princes who grew up in the deep palace have basic common sense that is not as good as that of a common person.

Xiao Wudao: "Needlework is something that everyone must know and bring. Sewing wounds, broken backpack straps, torn clothing, shoes, all used. ”

"Oh." Yu Canghai dragged on for a long time, and suddenly said: "I can't imagine that I am traveling with tens of thousands of old men who can embroider." ”

"Poof." A Jin Wuwei couldn't hold back and couldn't help laughing.

"Hahahaha." At this moment, the entire pro-guard team chuckled.

"Silence." As soon as the laughter started, a cold reprimand instantly resounded, drowning out everyone's voices. A chariot stopped next to Jin Wuwei, and the sergeant on the chariot stared at everyone fiercely.

There was a loud bang, and the sergeant driving the car slammed the whip in his hand to the ground, and the threat was self-evident.

The horsewhip was ten meters long, and Yu Canghai's eyes were sharp, and he could clearly see that the horsewhip was black and shiny with blood, and it was clearly made of special steel. This time it was pumped to the ground, and it directly pulled out a deep hole in a large bluestone. Looking at the power of this whip, I am afraid that the effect of killing people is greater than that of driving.

The laughter stopped abruptly, and every Jin Wuwei immediately turned positive, his eyes looking at the back of the head of a person in front of him, motionless, like a stone carving.

Yu Canghai looked around and found that except for Jin Wuwei beside him, who smiled, the other town soldiers nearby were as expressionless as wood. It was clear to him in an instant that this was discipline, discipline of steel.

"It seems that this chariot is merciful to his subordinates, this is to Jin Wuwei, if it were their own people, I am afraid that they would have been whipped a long time ago, looking at the appearance of the whip, I am afraid that there will be no less whips. Tsk, if this is pumped on the body, I won't be able to forget the pain for a month. ”

Yu Canghai guessed correctly, these Jin Wuwei are all royal forbidden troops. Everyone is an officer, and they are delegated to the local level, at least a hundred households, and they are all lieutenants. And this time it was the guard in charge of Yu Canghai. For the sake of these, the chariot is indeed merciful.

"Central Corps, advance." Half an hour later, the order sounded.

So the central army where Yu Canghai was located began to move forward, facing the rising sun at dawn, riding thousands of horses, mighty. The flag is waving in the wind, stretching for more than 30 miles, and there is no end in sight.

Xiao Wu was on the side, constantly explaining the knowledge of marching to Yu Canghai: "At the forefront of the army, at least a vanguard of 100 people should be dispatched. Their main role is to lead the march of the army, guide the direction, and also be responsible for surveying, clearing the roads, and warning the dangerous roads. At the same time, they had to provide a place where the army could set up camp. ”

"When marching, within a radius of thirty to fifty miles of the great army, send out scouts, densely spread in all directions. Scout the terrain, the enemy's situation. If it is on the battlefield, the work of scouts is the first priority, they are the eyes and ears of the army. At least a range of eighty miles, and if necessary, even hundreds of miles. Normally, scouts are in small teams of ten people, and we are now within the scope of Yuanjing City, and the scouts have not been sent. ”

"When marching, the army must maintain close contact with each other, personnel, places, and situations must be checked and counted every once in a while, and then reported layer by layer and gathered at the command headquarters. The chariot was to patrol the ranks and picket anything that was not in order. Guarantee the spirit of the team..."

Time spent in Xiao Wu's teaching, Yu Canghai didn't say it, and he wouldn't forget what he heard. After the battle of Zhihai, he deeply felt the importance of knowledge, knowledge is power, and it is really the truth.

The most basic warriors of the Central Town Army are also samurai above the middle rank, and their strength and endurance are extremely strong. The terrain near Yuanjing City is also mostly plains, and the road is unimpeded. So although there are many vehicles, the speed of the army is very fast.

Yu Canghai also saw the benefits of distance, in a flat place, the army was advancing on fast horses, galloping all the way, and the sky was full of smoke and dust.

Every hour the army marched, it would rest in place for half a quarter of an hour, mainly for ordinary war horses to rest and replenish fresh water and forage. In addition to the ground dragon horse on the chariot of the town army, the other sergeants, even many middle-level officers, all used ordinary high-grade war horses. The foot strength is not as strong as that of the Jiryoma, and it can run for days.

At noon, everyone ate a few pieces of dry food and began to march. Yu Canghai also eats dry food, using small pieces of meat, vegetables, rice, and grains to press into a square piece of dry food, and eat it with clear water, and the taste is not bad.

As we move forward, the distance between the teams grows larger and larger, but the density does not decrease but increases. The convoy of long snakes all the way has turned into a three-way army marching hand in hand. Watch over one another like an iron bucket.

By dusk, the army had been at least 500 miles away from the capital of Yuan, and in the wilderness, with its back against a high ground, it had set up camp. Make a fire for cooking.

Yu Canghai naturally doesn't care about these. Out of the palace, even the air is full of freedom, which makes people's mood extremely relaxed. In the afternoon, Yu Canghai closed his eyes on Qingyu's soft and comfortable thighs, but he was not sleeping, but 'fighting'.

In the world of knowing the sea, there is still chaos and boundlessness. But there is architecture.

A jousting platform with a radius of 100 meters.

At this time, two figures were fighting on it. A middle-aged man, dressed in white, with ice blue eyes, but no brilliance. But his movements were lightning fast. His demeanor is extremely leisurely and beautiful. Every move is full of the charm, bearing and charm of a peerless master.

He is Naruten. He held a two-handed sword that was one man high, and between swings, it was like a willow branch swaying, and the breeze was blowing. Between the vertical and horizontal, like an antelope hanging horns, there is no trace to be found. His moves are in harmony with the qi, with the gods, and with the Tao. Every move is a basic sword path, but every move is a peerless combat skill, and the power is incomparable.

His opponent is naturally Yu Canghai, but Yu Canghai's appearance at this time is full of anger, eagerness, and embarrassment. There is not the slightest grace to speak of.

Suddenly, Yu Canghai shouted angrily, and his strength began to condense from the toes, calves, thighs, waist, shoulders, big arms, lower arms, wrists, fingertips. Advancing layer by layer, superimposing.

Crackling! There was a loud sound, the muscles and bones sounded together, and the strength of the whole body gathered into a point, which exploded in one direction in an instant.

"Divine sword." He rushed forward to assassinate Mingtian, and his strength, speed, and mental strength all exploded to the peak at this moment, intending to punish the gods.

"Huh." A sword light flashed, and Yu Canghai's sword had just started, when he felt a sharp pain in his throat.

"Three hundred and forty-eighth times, he was beheaded by a sword." Yu Canghai only felt a burst of frustration.

Today, he fought with Naruto hundreds of times, and each time he was killed by a sword. Naruten's strength, swordsmanship, is the same as his. But the gap between them is still heaven and earth.

"It's still too slow, the only gain today is to create a sword technique that has increased the speed by three levels. But it's still not enough. Yu Canghai sighed, his move to punish the divine sword was a forward stab, and he stabbed it as fast as he could, but he still couldn't even reach the corner of Mingtian's clothes.

If Raymond knew Yu Canghai's thoughts at this time, he would definitely spray him to death. You are a high-level scum of a warrior, and you are fighting against a great demon of the God Refining Realm who has cultivated for more than a thousand years, and you still use the same strength, swordsmanship. In addition to saying that you don't know the height of the sky, what else can you say.

At this moment, Yu Canghai felt that someone was calling him in reality, so he withdrew from the world of knowing the sea.

What you see is the beautiful little face of Qingyu.

"Beauty, what's wrong?" Yu Canghai asked tiredly, although his battle in the sea of knowledge did not consume physical strength, but hundreds of all-out attacks, each time the mental energy was consumed, but it was real.

"Your Highness, why are your eyes red, haven't you rested?" Qingyu asked eagerly.

"Hmm." Yu Canghai suddenly felt that the atmosphere was wrong, and the surroundings were too quiet. He didn't care about Qingyu, and immediately sat up and pulled up the curtain of the carriage.

Seeing that the lights around him were bright, but the Jin Wuwei who was guarding him, everyone had vigilance and vigilance on their faces, faintly occupying all directions, ready to fight at any time.

"What happened?"