Wen Sheng and Zhong Tianzheng discussed that they wanted to group the musicians.

Her explanation was that she would be in Hakushu tomorrow and the day after tomorrow, and she might encounter the enemy at any time, so she had to prepare for battle first.

Once the war starts, Jing Jie will bring hundreds of elite soldiers to protect everyone, but the musicians are not a burden, on the contrary, they can burst out with great power. This requires running-in adaptation, and everyone has to cooperate well.

Compared with 50 people huddled together and playing the piano and flute, like a team battle, a group of eight people can give full play to the power of the musician.

Wen Sheng has already discussed with Ji Nantang, Jing Jie is Ji Nantang's personal soldiers, although the number is not many, but they are strong and disciplined, and they will take care of these battlefield newcomers when the time comes, twelve Ji Jiajun and eight musicians form a team, with a clear division of labor, both offensive and defensive. At that time, according to the terrain, it can also be changed into two ten-person squads of six Ji Jiajun and four musicians to adapt to mountain and forest operations.

Because this battle is imminent, there is no time for the musicians to try more, whether it is four or eight people to cooperate, they are usually familiar with team battles, and they can be used directly.

Wen Sheng said directly: "I have already sent someone to call Hua Feizhou and Jiang Huan, they will come over in a while, and I will tell you first, how to come to this group, how to come to this group, your friends will be together, and the rest will be tossed with Hua Feizhou, and I will arrange the rest of the two of you." ”

This is completely unobstructive and arbitrary.

Zhong Tianzheng was very surprised, opened his mouth to speak, and felt that it was impossible to persuade Wen Sheng to change his mind at this moment, and raised his eyebrows and sneered: "This is what you and Ji Nantang researched in the middle of the night?" ”

Wen Sheng glanced at him lightly.

Zhong Tianzheng sneered: "I can't think of anything useful." Anyway, I have the power of the group in my hands, as long as Hua Feizhou's group is dispersed, it is guaranteed that everyone can be gathered in less than two months. Didn't you arrange it like this, didn't you connive at everyone to continue to hold together? ”

"The expedient measures on the road, after the Baizhou rendezvous army, naturally there are other arrangements."

He said that Wen Sheng had thought of it a long time ago, but there were thousands of threads waiting for her in front of her, how could she have the energy to pay attention to these intrigues, the so-called convergence. In the end, the person who benefited was obviously Zhong Tianzheng.

Zhong Tianzheng snorted and said no more.

Wen Sheng found Hua Feizhou, Jiang Huan, Wen Hongxue and others to fill her small tent. These musicians get together. It is the top ten of this Xuanyin Pavilion competition.

Wen Sheng said that the next group would cooperate with Ji Jiajun, and asked the other nine people to nominate six to be the team leader, and all the musicians would go to the Chinese military tent tomorrow to take the roll call, and the army would set off an hour late. Team up with musicians.

Hua Feizhou and the others looked at each other.

They already knew that Gu Wensheng had a lot to do with Ji Nantang, who was in charge this time. But she didn't expect that it had only been a few days since she left Beijing, and before Baizhou arrived, she sent everyone to Ji Nantang, and called them like the soldiers of the Ji family's army.

Relying on being the captain, he didn't even discuss and made decisions directly for everyone, and he had a tough attitude, how can he be convincing? She doesn't want to think about it, she's the youngest here. Still a woman......

All the people had different faces, and they did not speak.

Wen Sheng saw the cold scene. glanced at Zhong Tianzheng and motioned for him to speak.

Zhong Tianzheng didn't see it, lowered his head and tidied up his sleeves, looking like he was watching a good show.

Wen Sheng frowned, broke the stagnant atmosphere, and said in a deep voice: "Brother Zhong, do you want to lead seven people to form a group of yourself?" ”

Zhong Tianzheng smiled slightly: "I, forget it." ”

Everyone looked at him together, thinking that he was going to start making trouble and confronting Wen Sheng, but they heard him say again: "The words of the team leader, I think Brother Hua, Brother Jiang, Brother An, Brother Ge, Murong and several others are all competent, we are a group of eight, and there will definitely be two musicians left in the end, I will be one of those two, help take care of the overall situation, fill in the gaps." ”

Hey, it sounds like he is very supportive of Gu Wensheng's approach.

Zhong Tianzheng pointed out five candidates in one breath, and the Southern Courtyard accounted for four, among which Ge Bin and Murong Changxing had long been the only ones who had been looking forward to him, Zhong Tianzheng didn't speak, and the two of them thought that they would form together if they couldn't do it, their strength was good, and they knew each other's roots, and they could rest assured that they would be entrusted to their backs when they went to the battlefield.

But as soon as Zhong Tianzheng opened his mouth, it was clear that he hoped that the two of them would each receive a group, so there was nothing to say, they had to cooperate.

Hua Feizhou saw that it was not a problem, and said indifferently: "I, Senior Brother Wen, and Senior Brother Gan will each lead a group, and Senior Brother Lu is not injured yet, so he will be in a group with me." ”

Those few people agreed in unison, and when An Minxue saw that the seven team leaders jumped out at once, he smiled and retreated: "In this case, I still follow Senior Brother Jiang." "The senior brothers and brothers in the mouths of others are all polite, only him and Jiang Huan are really taught by a master, such as a fake exchange.

Wen Sheng saw that the matter was resolved smoothly, and no matter how they tried to contact him, he said: "Then so be it, you guys have to worry a lot, tomorrow morning roll call, don't be late." ”

Everyone said goodbye and left, Zhong Tianzheng was the last, and when he saw that everyone else had gone out, he asked with a low smile: "What, Ji Nantang plans to use us to clean up military discipline and make an example?" ”

Wen Sheng looked at his acquaintance just now, and said, "Do you think that in addition to our fifty people, there is still a place for this group to be cleaned up?" ”

Zhong Tianzheng couldn't say anything against his heart to Ji Jiajun: "Okay, I said the wrong thing, and I killed a forty-nine people." ”

"Aren't you trying to win hearts and minds? I don't want to see anyone fail. ”

Zhong Tianzheng laughed: "Okay." A group of eight, counting just a lot of you and me, I haven't played the piano and flute for a long time, I don't know if you and I can cooperate with the enemy after the treatment of the enemy. ”

Wen Sheng interrupted his longing: "It's not early, go to sleep, don't think about it." In front of both armies, I used war drums. ”

Zhong Tianzheng's smile froze on his face for a while.

I don't know how Zhong Tianzheng passed on the words, but tomorrow morning, Ji Nantang was promoted, and the gossip that was about to open the musician's mouth quickly spread quietly.

Everyone muttered dissatisfaction behind their backs, but because of the warning of Old Master Tan and the attitude of the captain Gu Wensheng before leaving, they didn't dare to be the rafters. However, the musicians' views on Wen Sheng can be imagined.

Does Wen Sheng care, of course not.

Just like Ji Nantang said, the tempering of blood and fire on the battlefield is no less than a rebirth. It doesn't matter what the musicians think now, as soon as they arrive in Baizhou, after a few battles, their lofty ideas will naturally be reversed.

She was very glad that there was no division commander with the team this time, Ji Nantang asked her if she wanted to change someone to sing with a white face, and Wen Sheng's answer was "not at all".

The next day, Ji Nantang raised his account, although the musicians yawned for days. Not even a single one was late.

They stood outside the tent, and the sky was just dawning, and they could faintly see the stars in the sky. A twisted joy swelled up in the hearts of many people: "It's all here, look at how you still toss, dumbfounded." ”

In fact, when it came time to discuss the matter, Ji Nantang was very polite to the musicians. Wen Sheng reported the leaders of each group. Hua Feizhou and others came out one by one, and Ji Nantang, as a layman, was very familiar with the details of each musician.

Although they knew that it was Gu Wensheng's handover, it made them feel better in the end.

Ji Nantang ordered Jingjie to lead the Ji family army to form a team with the musicians, from this day on, their position was changed from the end of the team to the middle, even on the narrow mountain road, they were only half a mile away from Ji Nantang's handsome flag.

After the departure of this day. In order to give the newly formed team time to get used to the run-in, the march of the army slowed down compared to the previous two days. No one questioned this, and thousands of soldiers carried out the order in silence, only Zhong Tianzheng rode on his horse and looked back frequently, thoughtfully.

If Wen Sheng was next to her, she would find that Zhong Tianzheng was looking at Ji Nantang's handsome flag.

But Wen Sheng was not with the musicians at this time.

I didn't practice for a few days, and I was quite itchy. Wen Sheng was staying on the chariot where the big drum was placed, holding a drumstick, and she was going to come to the next section.

The road was always dusty, Wen Sheng was wearing a dark robe, her black hair was fresh and refreshing behind her head, she pulled out the stance, sank into the dantian, and raised her double mallets high above her head.

The morning sun was rising, and thousands of golden rays of light shone on the dragon-like team, and also on Wen Sheng's face and eyes.

The war drums rang out loud and spread for more than ten miles in the open wilderness.

The sound of the earth-shattering drum sounds like a galloping horse, and when it is sudden, it is like a thunderbolt and lightning, and the thunder rolls out, making people have endless power, and they will not frown when they split mountains and open the way. When it is gentle, it is like a fresh breeze, a sweet spring, blowing through the ears of the soldiers, flowing through their bodies and minds, and making people sweep away their fatigue.

Gradually, the team, whether it was a man or a horse, closed the drum beat and had a uniform rhythm.

The musicians couldn't help but be moved.

Jiang Huan and Lu Xuan were even more reminded of the "rumbling" drums that sounded on Qingyun Street when the Jiangbei assassins were arrested the year before last.

They didn't want to be in a group with Gu Wensheng, but they had ever thought that Gu Wensheng might not have thought of charging with them at all.

Compared with when she won the first place in the competition, her own people still have the strength to fight, and this battlefield is where people are really like fish in water.

Wen Sheng was so excited that he knocked for an hour before he put down the drumstick, wiped his sweat, and jumped out of the car.

At this time, the team had already entered the territory of Linzhao.

After a rapid march, in the evening, it was only more than 20 miles away from Baizhou. Ji Nantang ordered the team to stop and rest, divide into two groups to take turns to eat and sleep, stay vigilant, form the team at midnight tomorrow morning, set off at midnight, and prepare for battle.

Even if Ji Nantang didn't say the last sentence, the soldiers guessed that there was a tough battle ahead from the abnormal arrangement of the past two days.

However, when it comes to fighting, Ji Jiajun has not been scared of anyone for so many years. The sergeants should talk and laugh, eat their meals, and fall asleep. Only the musicians who went to the battlefield for the first time tossed and turned, so nervous that they couldn't sleep.

During the meal, Zhong Tianzheng didn't know what to do, and when he appeared, Wen Sheng had already finished cleaning up and was about to rest.

Zhong Tianzheng stood outside, got permission, and came in with the curtain: "Look at Ji Nantang's arrangement, there will be a war tomorrow." ”

"Yes, there is a team of people in Dongyi who are waiting for us in front." Wen Sheng said.

Zhong Tianzheng was silent for a long time, and suddenly asked, "Are you afraid?" ”

"What?"

"The first time you go to the battlefield, maybe you don't realize it now, and when the time comes, you see so many arrows and knives and guns, flesh and blood flying, familiar people are dying one after another, your ears are full of shouts and shouts, or you are in a pile of dead, or you are defeated and fleeing for your life, you are a woman, if you are caught by the enemy, you will be better than dead, your drum sound has a lot to do with your state of mind, maybe on the battlefield, even the usual tenths and twelve can not play, will you be afraid?"

Wen Sheng looked at him, and Zhong Tianzheng said in such detail, as if he had been on the battlefield he described countless times.

"Maybe, who is not afraid, but no matter how afraid you are, you have to do it."

Although I have seen so much life and death, even the original Rooster Ridge cannot be compared with the real battlefield.

After tomorrow, whether you win or lose, there will be many familiar faces that will become eternal and can only live in memories.

Zhong Tianzheng saw that Wen Sheng's expression was a little stunned, and he couldn't help but reach out and pinch a strand of hair on her sideburns.

Wen Sheng subconsciously wanted to hide, but what kind of skills Zhong Tianzheng had, it would be too late for her to react.

However, Zhong Tianzheng didn't make any movements, only pinched his hair with a few slender fingers, straightened it, and wrapped it around his fingers.

It's probably because I've just washed and my hair is still wet.

"Don't be afraid, follow me tomorrow, and I will protect you."

Such a solemn tone made Wen Sheng know that it was impossible, but he couldn't bear to tell the truth about the scenery as usual.

"You...... Go back early and get some rest. ”

Under the flickering light, Zhong Tianzheng's eyes seemed to hide a lot of words, but he stared at Wen Sheng for a long time, and finally didn't say anything, let go of her hair, turned around and walked out.

Wen Sheng couldn't help but sigh, and he couldn't calm down in his heart because of his stirring.

The next day, everyone got up in the middle of the night to have breakfast, Ji Nantang gathered all the officers and musicians together, gave everyone a brief explanation of the current shape, and then set off as a team.

The musicians knew that they had to fight the enemy, so that no one complained.

Twenty or thirty miles usually feels far away, but today it is fleeting.

The scouts in front of them have been paying attention to the movements of the enemy army in Dongyi these days, and they have learned for sure that the other party is lying in ambush in the area of Xiyaozhuang in Baizhou, where the woods are dense and the ravines are vertical and horizontal, and it is very easy to hide.

Tens of thousands of enemies have slaughtered a few Zhuangzi people in the vicinity, and quietly hid in the mountains, just waiting for Ji Nantang to lead the team into the encirclement.

At this pace of marching, everyone would arrive at Xiyaozhuang at noon.

Ji Nantang's order was passed down like water.

There are still twenty miles away from Xiyaozhuang, and the whole army is in formation.

At this moment, a scout led more than a dozen men dressed as ordinary people over and reported to Ji Nantang: "General, Mr. Wang Qiwang brought people to help in the war. ”

This Wang Qi is the one Ji Nantang mentioned to Wen Sheng before, the martial arts master who is good at secret weapons.

But before Ji Nantang could be happy, Wang Qi reported to him the enemy's new movements. (To be continued......)

PS: First, I'll go with it.