Wang Buxing led 35,000 troops to light torches, and took advantage of the night to rush towards the front line in a hurry.

Thirty thousand were the veterans he brought out from Xingyang, and five thousand were the newly replenished soldiers.

Of these 5,000 people, 3,000 belonged to the city defense force of Mixian County, of which 1,000 were permanent troops and 2,000 were temporarily recruited.

The remaining 2,000 people were newly recruited in the past two days, and they looked a little different.

As for Yang Tieshan, in addition to the 10,000 veterans left, there are also more than 4,000 recruits waiting for him to be pampered.

If it weren't for the fear that too many recruits would affect local farming, Wang Bu was afraid that he would have recruited more than 20,000 people frantically.

Who is worried about the number of soldiers in these days?

The guerrilla generals, relying on their advantage in the dark night, lit torches to lead the way, and the army only had to follow the direction of the torches.

And this arrangement increased the speed of the army's march at night.

"No wonder people can win consecutive battles, just with this ability to march at night, there are very few things that can be done in the Qin army!" One of the former defending officers couldn't help but sigh as he looked at the group that was marching late at night.

It is not for nothing that anyone goes where they go.

People who rely on luck will run out of luck sooner or later.

And those who rely on strength will only get stronger and stronger.

Anyone who has a little eyesight and can understand right and wrong can almost see how strong Wang Buxing is now.

said that it was a rest, but in the two days that Mi County was stationed, the military camp was not idle.

It's just that the daily training is reduced to an hour and a half of training, and the rest of the time is used to rest.

Even so, in the eyes of the garrisons in these places, it is a distant existence.

The next day, it was just dawn.

The difficulty of marching at night is not just about sight, road conditions, etc.

There is also your own position, there are no references around, and it is easy to get lost.

The interior of the empire is better, just follow the official road, but in some sparsely populated places, the night march is completely looking for death.

Wang Bu was hungry and gave the order to postpone the march and rest for an hour.

The entire army sat in place, or rested lying down with their eyes closed, and the team was neat and orderly, without any panic at all.

This military discipline can only be seen in the elite troops of the Qin army.

And all this in front of him is constantly refreshing the cognition of those new recruits.

Maybe some people are just forced by life, or maybe they didn't want to join, but through this march, it made waves rise in their hearts.

"Childe, twenty miles ahead is the battlefield, last night Yang Qianren tossed them all night, but the other party seems to be on guard, and the guerrilla will lose dozens of brothers!" The guerrillas who came to the joint would report immediately.

Before leaving yesterday, Wang Bu was hungry and sent scouts to tell Yang Ye that he would lead the army overnight and arrive at the battlefield tomorrow afternoon at the earliest.

And Yang Ye, who received the news, naturally knew how heavy the task on his shoulders was.

And the next night is bound to be the hardest.

If they fail, then Sima Xin's army can get a night's rest, and for tomorrow's decisive battle, their chances of victory are smaller.

But if he succeeds, Sima Xin's army will be defeated tomorrow.

That's right, that's how confident it is.

I don't believe that you, a person who hasn't closed his eyes for three days and three nights, can fight a unit that recuperates for a few days on the battlefield.

Moreover, Yang Ye was originally from the regular army, and he had been with Wang Bu for several months.

He knows better than anyone else what the situation of his own army is.

It was the main force of the Qin army that was coming, and they were not afraid, let alone these untrained prisoner army led by Sima Xin.

30,000 beats 100,000, is it difficult?

"Record the names, origins, and life deeds of the fallen soldiers, and when the world is peaceful in the future, my son will set up a monument for them to write a biography, and let their lives be passed on forever!" Wang Bu was hungry and asked with a sad face.

Rebel......

No, it is the three elements of doing business.

There is land, there is food, and there is a heart!

Although Wang Buxing feels that he likes to blow a little bit on weekdays, he is not a nonsense, and what he blows is what others dare to believe, can believe, and are willing to believe.

If the king is not hungry, he will not believe that he will say a bastard like I can go to heaven, and anyone will believe it?

"Childe ......"

"Childe!"

"We will definitely regard death as home, set foot on the Qin State, and make a ruthless contribution to the construction of a new and powerful country and to the people of the whole country not starving......"

“……”

The king is not hungry for a black line, my Nima's ......

Who is this with whom?

Who leaked the news?

Although Chen Ping thought it was a little strange when he said it, he didn't pay much attention to it.

How do you make it known now?

A pretending chicken soup has become the real chicken soup for these people, although it sounds a bit like that.

But the matter of erecting a monument and writing a biography is indeed in the hearts of these soldiers.

Who doesn't want to die and not know where to be buried? No one knows who's buried inside?

To sum it up!

It's that the living may not care much, except for their loved ones, but the dead are something that they will definitely care about.

Although Wang Buxing was a little depressed about everyone's statement, the fact was that after Wang Buxing said this, the army's heart was indeed shocked.

Even the fatigue of driving all night, all the tiredness that was lost dissipated in an instant.

For the reward of the living, they are already satisfied.

The reward of dying in battle, they are also satisfied, at least they can be guaranteed.

Now that even the reputation after death has been arranged, the eldest husband lives in the world, and if he is not loyal to such a lord, what else do you want?

An hour flies in the blink of an eye......

When marching and fighting, they can't bury the pot and cook at every turn, especially their purpose this time.

Therefore, when they just stopped, the soldiers took out eight points of their rations and rested for an hour, just as their physical strength and everything had recovered.

Looking at the scattered crops, Wang Bu was a little entangled.

Either how can it be said that there will be famine as soon as there is a war, and the army of war can't always fight on the road, right?

The formation has to be expanded, right?

Wouldn't this unfolding formation have to trample on the crops?

"Ten miles later, start the formation!" Wang Bu waved his hand, and continued: "It is not easy for the people to plant some crops these days, so if you can destroy less, destroy less!" ”

"Childe ......"

The faces of the group changed greatly, and they hurriedly looked at Wang Bu Hung.

Ten miles, basically face to face.

And it is also extremely dangerous to spread out a formation at this distance, in case there are cavalry on the opposite side.

This distance is just the distance at which the cavalry speed is raised, just stabilized, and the impact force is the greatest.

Wang Buxing smiled slightly, and quietly pretended to be forced.

"It's okay, my son knows ...... in his heart"