Zhao Kuo arranged a total of twelve tun chiefs, fortunately, Qin did not apply for patents on the issue of preparation, of course, if there are Li Mu and Sima Shang by his side, Zhao Kuo is also willing to appoint the captain, but at present, under his command, a young man like Handan Zao, that is, the commander of five hundred people, I don't know if he can do a good job, let alone a thousand captains, Handan is the first commander under Zhao Kuo, although he failed to be a captain in Chengdu, but he still looks very happy.

The aristocratic young men brought by Handan, when they helped verify the registration, Zhao Kuo also observed them, he deliberately selected a few people who seemed to be serious or courageous, and gathered twelve tun chiefs, speaking of which, he wanted Wang Fan to also serve as the tun chief, but Wang Fan firmly said that Zhao Kuo's chariot could not be missing the right of the car, and he did not dare to take the order, so Zhao Kuo had to keep him by his side.

According to the heavenly stem, the twelve tuns under the command of Zhao Kuo are all named after A, B, C, D, 戊 Ji Geng Xin Non 癸, and the remaining two are the camp responsible for road construction and the grain camp responsible for logistics and transportation. Most of the soldiers in the grain battalion were elite chariots in the past, but unfortunately, they were old, and Zhao Kuo did not have chariots, so they could only drive ox carts and carriages, responsible for transporting grain, grass and rations.

In the next two days, Zhao Kuo still did not give the order to pull, he asked the soldiers to carry out simple formations and marching drills, although these people are old soldiers, but they have not returned to the battlefield for many years, Zhao Kuo needs to give them a time to recover slowly, but the king of Zhao did not give Zhao Kuo this time, on the third day, the messenger of the king of Zhao directly brought back the order of the king of Zhao after urging several times, and the king of Zhao will come tomorrow to see off the army.

Zhao Kuo didn't say a word, the meaning of this sentence was already obvious.

The weather is getting colder and colder, and the wind is howling, this cold not only descends on the land of Zhao Kingdom, but also on Zhao Kuo's heart.

Zhao Kuo stood on top of the car, behind him, there were thousands of old soldiers, after a few days of running-in, it finally looked like some elites, of course, it just looked, however, King Zhao, who came to see him off, was very happy, he pointed to these soldiers, and said: "With such elite soldiers, there are generals like Ma Fuzi, what else can the widow worry about?" Lou Chang stood beside King Zhao and echoed with a smile.

Someone brought livestock, and after slaughtering it neatly, it was sacrificed to the heavens, and King Zhao began to ask for heaven to shelter these soldiers of Zhao State, the ceremony was very solemn, but, I don't know why, Zhao Kuo's heart was heavy, after all, he didn't find the heaviness in the ceremony, maybe it was the smile on King Zhao's face that destroyed this solemnity, or the laughter of the ministers made Zhao Kuo a little frightened.

All the people were wishing Zhao Kuoqi a victory, and King Zhao even brought a lot of water bags made of animal offal, which were filled with bad wine, and he wanted to use these wines to entertain these soldiers who went out on the expedition, Zhao Kuo watched all this quietly, he looked at Ge on the side, and said: "Let the grain camp put away the wine sent by Shangjun." King Zhao was stunned for a moment, and said with a smile: "Just put it away first, it's cold, you can enjoy it on the way." ”

Zhao Kuo was about to give the order to set off, when King Zhao approached him and said in a low voice: "I have heard that the general of the Yan Kingdom, Li Bei, is a talented sage, if you can, please capture him alive." ”

Zhao Kuo laughed.

The army was marching out, and Zhao Kuo stood on the chariot and ordered loudly: "Handan made!" ”

"The minister is here!"

"Jiatun Duo Knights, please take Jiatun to patrol ten miles ahead, but if you encounter any situation, you can't act without permission, you must send someone to report!"

"Yui!"

"Zhao Bu!"

"The minister is here!"

"Please take Yitun to patrol the rear for five miles, hang more branches on the tail of the horse, destroy the traces of the march, and beware of attacks!"

"Yui!"

Soon, Zhao Kuo put out a non-traditional marching formation, the traditional marching formation is generally a long formation, lined up, and then marched, but Zhao Kuo let Jiatun patrol in front, let Yitun in the back, behind Jiatun, is C, D, Wu Santun, behind these two tuns is himself, Geng is on both sides, the camp and the grain camp are in the middle, and then there is Xin Ren Gui Santun, and finally after Yitun is broken.

This is to form a prismatic shape, one three four three one, and Zhao Kuo's chariot is in the Dingtun behind Jiatun, when the army is driving towards the distance, King Zhao is also a little stunned, he called Lin Wujun on the side over, and asked: "Why do the widows think that Ma Fuzi's march is a little strange?" Lin Wujun said helplessly: "Ma Fuzi's formation is right, although the marching speed is not fast, it can avoid the enemy's attack, and can quickly deal with the enemy from all sides..."

Lin Wujun had no choice but to explain to King Zhao seriously, and King Zhao listened to it and couldn't help but praise: "There is no one in the world who knows how to use soldiers than Ma Fuzi!" Lin Wujun was stunned for a moment, and wanted to say something, but he still shook his head and walked away.

After leaving Handan, all the way north, the first city to arrive at is Bairen, Zhao Kuo remembers this place, and the robbers are the people here. From Handan to Bairen, there is no city in between, and there is no place to rest, the marching speed of the soldiers is not fast, Zhao Kuo stood on the chariot, and even could hear the panting of the soldiers around him, they lowered their heads, just looked at the road under their feet, their eyes were blank.

Zhao Kuo frowned, at the current speed, he didn't know how long it would take to get to Bairen, let alone Jiumen and other places further north... Zhao Bu rode a horse and rushed over, he looked a little uneasy, the horse followed the side of the chariot, Zhao Bu said helplessly: "General, there are already soldiers who have fallen behind, they really can't walk, and the rear array is chaotic." ”

Zhao Kuo hurriedly turned around and looked at the rear, sure enough, he could see that it was originally a prismatic array, but the rear was like scattered sand, and it was about to disperse, Zhao Kuo hurriedly ordered Ge to stop the car, and ordered the soldiers to let Handan make stop, let the soldiers gather the soldiers, and form a formation again, after stopping, the formation quickly recovered again, these old pawns, it's not that they don't know how to line up, it's just that their physical strength is insufficient and they can't keep up with the speed of the march.

Zhao Kuo had no choice but to slow down the march again, and after dark, he set up a camp on the road again, saying that he was camping, but in fact he was camping, there were no tents, and there was not even a chariot that could form a wall, and the soldiers could only sit on the cold ground around the campfire. Zhao Kuo led his disciples to inspect the various tuns one by one, and the soldiers who had lowered their heads and looked depressed all hurriedly stood up after seeing him.

Zhao Kuo sometimes sits down, sits by the bonfire, eats dry corn with them, and is responsible for many things in the camp, including cooking, like this "big pot rice", it will never be very delicious, the taste is indeed very bad, but Zhao Kuo still eats with relish, and chats with these soldiers about family life, he is walking around one after another, Wang Fan follows behind him, a little distressed.

"Shaojun, you have also been running around for a day, and you haven't even sat down to have a good meal, you have already gone to Batun today, and the rest of you will go tomorrow." , Zhao Kuo turned his head unhappily, stared at him, and said: "If one day, I divide the mutton, and every guest gets it, but you don't have it, what will you think?" Wang Fan was stunned, lowered his head in shame, and stopped admonishing.

Finally, after going to all the tuns, the exhausted Zhao Kuo returned to the position of the Chinese army, did not eat anything, and fell asleep.

In the following days, Zhao Kuo let Ge see Ma Fujun again, the original Ma Fujun, who could serve his soldiers with medicine, could eat and live with the soldiers, and now Ma Fuzi is more prosperous, he not only eats and lives together, he even divided the meat prepared for him in the camp to the soldiers, when a soldier falls down due to exhaustion, he will even take the soldier to his own car, preferring to walk.

Ge clearly saw that the frustration and sadness on the faces of the soldiers were getting less and less, their eyes were getting hotter and hotter when they looked at Zhao Kuo, the hands holding the weapons were getting tighter and tighter, and the green tendons on their arms were bursting out. Those tired old soldiers, with spears and gritted teeth, advanced step by step, and he saw the fanatical war intent in the eyes of the soldiers. Ge Chang sighed, because he understood that these people were ready to repay Zhao Kuo's kindness with their lives.

After marching for nearly ten days, Zhao Kuo was looking ahead, and suddenly a knight from Jiatun galloped over, shouting: "There is an enemy!" ”

Zhao Kuo was stunned, he didn't even leave Handan too far, how could he meet the enemy so quickly?

Suddenly, there was a shout of killing in front of him, just after a while, the shouting and killing stopped, and suddenly a few knights charged towards here, everyone held their weapons tightly, ready for battle, the person who came was Handan Zao, and another stranger, Zhao Kuo looked at the visitor seriously, was surprised, and hurriedly shouted: "Zhao Fu!" The knight who came with Handan Zao was the doorman of Pingyuan Jun, Zhao Fu.

It's just that at this moment, he looks extremely embarrassed, covering one eye with a silk, covered in blood, messy hair, and haggard, as if he has experienced a vicious battle. Zhao Kuo almost didn't recognize him.