In the middle of the next day, Wen Mu got up. This is a habit he has developed in the army for many years, no matter how tired and tired he is the day before, he will wake up naturally without the call of the people around him the next day, even when he is in the Liyuan camp, he is the same; What's more, this is still a battlefield of fighting. When a personal soldier was serving and binding his armor, there was already a short order from outside for the battalion sentry officer to reorganize the team and arrange to eat and drink on the spot. He didn't leave the temporary battalion command post, washed up indiscriminately, and ate a few pieces of dry food with cold water in the gourd to fill breakfast. After a while, the deputy colonel of the army came in to report that the whole battalion had been rectified in front of the village, and he stepped on the thin-soled cowhide soft boots out of the roofless ruined house and got on his own jujube horse.

In the village, the grain team of Shangcheng was making preparations before leaving, and in front of the house and behind the house, there were border soldiers and civilians everywhere carrying bags of grain, pack arrows, and bundles of ordnance to load the carriage on the camel's back, and the horses neighed and humpled and shouted with the packmen, and the scene was both orderly and chaotic. Shang Cheng stood by the gate of the village with Bao Kan, and when he saw him coming, the two of them met their eyes and smiled and bowed, but they didn't speak.

His soldiers have been put in order, and they are arranged in front of the village according to the formation. He glanced at the silent team, and there was no nonsense, and he said "go" along the road, a group of cavalry opened the way, and more than 700 powerful soldiers and more than 200 war horses from six sentry posts lined up in a four-way column, guided by the high command flag of the front team, and turned around and headed northwest in turn. For a while, the horse's hooves were broken and the footsteps were rubbing, although there were not many soldiers, it was rare to be neat. Wen Mu sat on the horse and looked at the team, and he couldn't help but feel a little proud in his heart, he took over this battalion of mighty troops for only thirteen days, and now it is already an order to prohibit, and as soon as the order comes out, from the officer to the small soldier, he will obey it awe-inspiringly, and he can't help but glance at the gate with a half-side face, and the idea of winning suddenly arises, my battalion is no worse than Fan Quanjizheng's soldiers, right?

But Shang Cheng was no longer at the gate of the wall, and only the soldiers who handed him water and dry food the night before stood under the wall.

He didn't have the head to go to Shang Cheng again, seeing that the team had gradually started to pull, and more than ten carriages carrying heavy loads with the team had also creaked on the road, so he asked, "Have the soldiers been sent out?" ”

The lieutenant behind him hurriedly replied, "Captain, it was sent half an hour ago." ”

He nodded and said, "Herald!" There was no rest on the road, and the camp had to be reached before the time came. As he spoke, he released the reins and gently clamped his feet on the horse's belly, and the horse jumped out with a slight length. More than a dozen officers of the battalion of pro-soldier guards hurriedly beat their horses to keep up with him.

Wen Mu originally thought that although the soldiers he led were mixed with horses and feet, four hours was enough to walk the forty-mile road from the temporary camp to the left army camp, but after passing the first small military village to protect the grain, he realized that his judgment was wrong. Because the Left Route Army has ordered all grain and grass supplies to be directly delivered to the battalion, so this road is full of grain teams leading camels and carts, and occasionally there are horse-drawn carriages with broken wheels, and it is half a day to block the front and rear blockades, plus the outpost has bitten the Tuqi Division, in order to annihilate or severely damage this enemy, the Left Route Army is mobilizing men and horses, and the guards and soldiers of the whole battalion and the whole outpost are gathering towards the camp from all directions, and the road will be even more crowded if you grab me. However, it is now the season of high grass and low eagles in the middle of summer, except for this road, the rest of the wild grass is difficult to pass, so there is no choice but to move slowly with the long procession. By the time I saw the camp in the distance, the sun had already set in the west......

The camp of the Left Route Army was encamped on a large meadow, and on the top of the port was a huge watchtower with a wooden base, like a giant standing here, with the blue sky and white clouds on his head, silently looking down on everything under his feet. Along the watchtower down, a top of the cowhide tent from high to low tent neatly arranged, along the verdant grass slope slowly down, until spread to the banner to make the flag soaring at the entrance of the camp. Outside the camp, there are patrol sentries coming and going to be on guard, and the heralds with the word "order" on their back armor gallop out at the camp gate from time to time. There is a small camp on the high ground to the left and right of the big camp, and the three camps echo back and forth in the shape of a character. The hot wind drifting down the valley was mixed with the murmuring and muffled military songs, and if you listened closely, you could make out half of the remnants," ...... But to make the dragon city fly will not make Hu Ma Du Yin Mountain", hundreds of people sang together, three chants and three stacks of magnificent momentum, it is the former Tang Dynasty poet Wang Changling's side poem.

Wen Mu brought a mighty army, one of the guards in Beijing, who had always been stationed in the Liyuan camp of the Plains Mansion to defend the important land of the Beijing Division, and the same as the Shenwei Army, it was a veritable Praetorian Guard, and this time it was only two brigades and fourteen battalions that were dispatched to Yanshan to participate in the northward expedition to the grassland, and the left route army was only equipped with three battalions of personnel, so it did not set up a camp alone. The pioneers sent in front had already informed Yousi that the team was still a few miles away from the camp, and the army had already sent a messenger to contact them, and after inspecting the customs officers, they led them straight into the camp, pointed out the camp, and explained the ordnance, food, grass, supplies, guarding, and other matters that needed careful attention, and then hurried away. Wen Mu entrusted a bunch of chores such as the allocation of accommodation, the handover of guards, the arrangement of customs and defense, etc., to his deputy, and he first went to report to the Chinese army of the provisional brigade to listen to the military orders.

He was originally the commander of the Yanshan camp, from the day the army swore in Yanzhou, he has been following the left army to act, the left army is very familiar with each other, and he is one of the mighty troops of the twelve guards in Beijing, so he does not have to wait in shifts or worry about the rationing of the team, it is just a matter of blink of an eye to sign in and approve the supplies, and in just a moment he will do everything that should be done, pinching a few official documents with good seals and returning to his camp tent, handing a piece of paper on his face to the battalion clerk who is talking to the deputy colonel, and said: " You take the official documents, take our people, and go to the horse to get the horse and forage first. Others can be slowed down. As he spoke, he threw a stack of papers onto Maza.

The clerk took the official document and went. The vice colonel didn't seem very happy to see that his face was not cloudy or sunny, reached out and poured him a cup of hot tea, and asked with a smile, "What?" Aren't things going well? He took a few pages and flipped through them, glanced at Wen Mu in surprise, and said silently, "...... The official documents are all taken, everything should be there, and there is no shortage of quantity, why are adults still not satisfied? ”

Wen Mu took the cup and drank the tea soup, but he didn't put down the cup, only stared at the hunting and fluttering camp flag outside the door in a daze. After a long time, he sighed and said: "The order has come down, the duty of our brigade is to cover the communication line of the Central Route Army and the Left Route Army, and our battalion is stationed in the upper valley of the Alegu River. ”

When the deputy colonel heard this, he frowned: "Isn't the Shenwei Army stationed in the upper reaches of Alegu?" Want to change guards? Why didn't you inform us earlier, let us run more than 200 miles of unjust road? As he spoke, he took the map of the march from the horse, pressed a finger on the paper, followed the curve of the river to find a position, and measured the distance between the valley and the camp.

"It's not a change of guard, it's a traffic village." Wen Mu sighed, poured himself a bowl of tea soup, tilted his head and drank it all in one gulp. "You don't have to look at the map, you don't know what year it was made, and the logo on the paper is far away from the geographical location." He wanted to give the deputy finger an approximate location on the map, but he stretched out his hand and felt that the map was really useless, so he simply pushed the map and said, "Fuck it!" This picture is so wrong! From here, it's about 100 miles up the river valley. ”

The lieutenant didn't notice a rare swear word coming out of his mouth, and was still scolding and complaining: "From here, there are a hundred and ten miles of land upstream from the Alegu River? Fuck it! What is this thing that the Left Route Army is doing? It takes at least two days to walk more than 100 miles, and to prevent a sneak attack by the Sudden Exhaustion, you can only march while on guard, so that you may be delayed for three or five days on the road, and you have to set up camp to rest when you arrive at the place, which will take two or three days, and you will be completely blind in these ten days? The group of Chinese army members who joined the army will only eat dry food, and they will not come down to take a look, the cavalry of our battalion only has two posts, even if it is equipped with a hundred horses, it can only be regarded as half a horse, just these few horses, how to cover the communication line of dozens of miles on the left and right flanks? I can't protect it even if I'm tired! ”

Wen Mu pursed his lips and didn't speak. Whether you can protect it or not, the key is that the army is about to start a war with the Turpents, and he can let go of his hands and feet to fight to his heart's content, and he is really unwilling to be transferred to guard the traffic at this juncture!

He is a native of Xilong Suping, is a good family of generations of cultivators and heirlooms, ten years ago in the autumn he and his younger brother in Pingzhou to participate in the government examination, the result of the sudden exhaustion of the people of the city suddenly Koubian, even under more than ten walled passes and finally besieged Pingzhou City, his father, mother, wife and children all died in the war, the younger brother also fell in Pingzhou City, the whole family up and down 27 people, only he alone escaped the catastrophe. He buried his family, entrusted his family's land to his relatives, and joined the guard army in Suping. He is innocent, and has the fame of showing talent, plus he is brave in the war and is not afraid of death, he was promoted to officer after a few battles, and then it was smooth sailing in the army, in five years, from Wugong Lang, Zhong Yonglang, and the halberd lieutenant all the way to Huaihua lieutenant, and led two battalions of guards to guard the water village, and the speed of promotion was simply dumbfounded. Although Qianshui is the border village set up by the imperial court to guard against Tibet, he has always believed that one day he will return to the battlefield of the northern grassland, and one day he will be able to report his blood feud from the people of Tuchu Ciren, who knows that after the battle of Hezhou in the 14th year of the Eastern Yuan Dynasty, he was transferred to the Liyuan battalion, and became a Bapin record in the battalion Zhibing Section, and the paperwork of this desk was five years, until last year, when the imperial court set up the Yanshan camp for the war, he came to the northern border again after many years...... In order to fight face-to-face with the Turks, he even gave up his position as a camp recorder and lowered his rank to lead a battalion of mighty troops, but when he came back with this battalion, what was waiting for him was to go to guard a small traffic village more than 100 miles outside the battlefield......

He was not reconciled! It's really unwilling! He spent five years guarding the tedious chores in the official room in Liyuan, just to guard a small traffic village? No, he doesn't want to! In any case, he is going to go to the battlefield, he is going to fight with the Tutuci, he is going to fight to the death with the Tujitz, he wants to sacrifice his relatives with the blood of the enemy!

His countenance was contorted and hideous with deep hatred. Unconsciously, the words in his heart burst out from between his teeth: "I'm unwilling! ”

"Zhaoyuan, why are you gritting your teeth like this?"