On the snow-capped mountain road, a large group of people and horses are rushing forward.

Normally, this should be a baggage-oriented team. There should be a lot of carts, a lot of horses and pack horses. Pull away from the loose and long queue and march forward under the escort of a few riders.

There should also be a large number of auxiliaries accompanying the journey, and the carriages and horses are heavily loaded on the winter march. It is necessary to prepare a large amount of equipment and materials to repair the roads, sweep away the snow and ice that is too deep, and even raise the stove at any time on the way to repair the horses' hoovers and find wood to strengthen the carts. Around the convoy, there should be these auxiliary soldiers who are like ants, busy and seemingly never resting.

However, there were not many carts in this army, and there were only a few hundred horses and pack horses. The auxiliary soldiers who followed the convoy were only one or two hundred people, and the military horses escorting the convoy were the size of a whole battalion of infantry troops.

The convoy, which was supposed to be slow, was in the middle of the mountain road, but it went out of the speed close to the advance of the soldiers, and on the way rolled up the flying snow and dust, which hung over the heads of the team, and did not dissipate for a long time.

So many military horses were gathered at the front, ready to strike the final blow at the Turks. With such a large scale of baggage troops, it may not be enough to supply the army for ten years, and this time is barely enough to completely defeat the Zhibi Department, not to mention supporting the army in the ice and snow, and going south to fight Wang Rengong!

The baggage procession, also with the open sentry riders in front, blew their horns on the heights to announce the arrival of the army.

After hearing the arrival of the message from the baggage troops, the whole battalion boiled. Seeing that in the middle of the camp, several horsemen galloped out and gave a loud order in the camp, and immediately more than 100 horsemen gathered and rushed out under the leadership of the general, to catch this heavy baggage team that was related to the life of the army.

The leading general is Yuan Junwei.

This Yuan Si also suffered a lot of injuries in the last war, and after these days of recuperation, he is already able to move. Young people are bloody, and it is really unbearable to lie down again. He has struggled to get up and start patrolling the camp and running the affairs of the army.

Xu Le's performance was too amazing, and Yuan Junwei really had a stubborn spirit, but he still refused to lose to Xu Le. I want to try my best to show that his injuries are already healed in front of Liu Wuzhou, and the next time I make the final blow to the Deacon, I must make him the vanguard. At that time, there will be no green wolf sweat flag to fight for, and there will be Zhibihe's head to cut off! This time, no matter what, Xu Le can't be allowed to steal all the limelight!

As soon as the horn sounded, Yuan Junwei, who was patrolling the camp, hurriedly gathered people and took the lead to greet them. Either way, it's a lot of work. In any case, it can't fall into the hands of Xu Le!

Under the extremely cold weather, Yuan Junwei was still unable to wear armor, one arm was still hanging, and he was wrapped in a big body, controlling the reins with one hand, urging the horse forward. The guards behind him followed, looking at Yuan Junwei's appearance of being beaten with chicken blood, everyone was just helpless on their faces.

After this battle, it turned out that Yuan Junwei used dozens of old guards, and now there are at most half of them left. Normally, he should be busy licking his wounds to recover his vitality, but this Yuan Si is still so high-spirited! I really don't know when this Yuan Si will say goodbye to Le Langjun.

Couldn't Yuan Si see that Le Langjun didn't plan to compete with him at all? Yuan Si still can't see it, no matter how hard he tries, isn't he really the opponent of this celestial Le Langjun?

However, in this world, the soldiers and generals turn to the grass and the wind, and everyone follows such a stunned young general, and they can only accompany one road to the dark.

Yuan Junwei didn't care what his scattered guards thought, he just rushed out of the camp first, with only one thought in his chest.

This heavy team of the mother can be regarded as coming up! Got the baggage supplement, the army attacked, no matter what, we had to fight for the vanguard, this time I fought for my life, but I also had to rush straight to the front of Zhi Bihe, and cut off the head of the old Turkic dog with my own hands, when the time came, look at this Xu Le, how could he be born in front of him!

For Yuan Junwei's thoughts, Xu Le could only shrug his shoulders when he learned about it, and he really didn't have the slightest intention of showing off anything in front of Yuan Junwei............

Yuan Junwei took the lead and rushed out of the camp gate, and someone in the camp on both sides had already heard the sound, and a guard on duty saw Yuan Si and greeted loudly: "Shiro, your injuries are healed?" ”

Yuan Junwei didn't reply: "What is this injury to my mother?" Only the guys who didn't plant were injured and shrank in the camp all day long, and they couldn't even shine their faces. After receiving the baggage, Grandpa Yuan still plays the striker! ”

The guards on duty will shrink their necks, and they dare not say this. Yuan Junwei's words were obviously aimed at Xu Le. This general couldn't help but wonder, Yuan Junwei had obviously been defeated under Xu Le's hands so many times, how could he still look like he was constantly going to step forward to provoke, and he was really addicted to being beaten?

In the midst of the snow and dust, Yuan Shiro, who had been repeatedly frustrated and never knew how to write the word "defeat", had already rushed forward along the mountain road. I saw the banner in front of me, and it was the baggage team that came up. Yuan Junwei was so excited that he couldn't help but whistle, and kicked the horse's belly again, and the war horse, which had never eaten enough, neighed loudly, and mustered up a little strength to step forward.

In an instant, Yuan Junwei greeted the front team. The person who led the team was an acquaintance. A military general who came back alive from Goryeo with Liu Wuzhou was called Chao Youwei.

This general is also in his forties, but he is from Zhuo County. At that time, he joined the army as a local, and managed the heavy grain and straw for Liu Wuzhou and his Ma Yi selection, and later became a deep friendship with Liu Wuzhou and them, and he had no family to burden, so he simply came to Ma Yi together. In the Yingyang Mansion of Mayi, he still did his old job, managing the grain and straw of the first army.

The home of Hengan Yingyang Mansion is really not good, and it has to be carefully calculated every day to make thousands of soldiers and horses and tens of thousands of people barely survive perfunctory. This nest Youwei is already half gray-haired, his face is full of wrinkles, and it seems that all his energy has been squeezed clean by the hard days of the past few years.

Yuan Junwei greeted him, his face flushed, and he complained: "Old nest, why was you born so late?" This is not your style, back then, the army was lined up, we were out to fight, and you transported grain and straw, and it was not half a moment late! ”

Chao Youwei squatted on an old horse, his brows furrowed all the time, and when he heard Yuan Junwei complaining like this, he only hummed and did not speak.

Yuan Junwei fixed his mount, and finally saw the lineup of this heavy team clearly, and an excited face gradually sank. His eyes were like electricity, forcing him to look at the tired Chao Youwei.

"Nest, what's going on? The decisive battle is imminent, the grain and straw are not transferred, and the eagle strike is a marching method! ”