Unlike the regular regimental battalions from the same countryside and the regimental training formed by the local shade households in the river, the military government recruited regimental training battalions deliberately did not allow fellow villagers to join together, so it was not uncommon for the soldiers of the same battalion to 'speak' various dialects and even various languages. Because of this, whether it is the General's Mansion or Chen Ang and other people in the 'chaotic' party, they all take it seriously to leave the Western Expeditionary Army in the rear to transport grain and grass. In their eyes, if there is not enough military salaries, food and grass, the recruited regimental training soldiers will not be able to fight at all. This is especially true for those who are apprentices. Even the plot of defending the homeland that exists in the training of ordinary regiments is completely invisible in these people. They were recruited to eat and save money, and for them, the barracks were just another kind of workshop. It can be said that whoever gives them military salaries, food and grass can fight for whomever they want, and they have no loyalty to anyone.

In the recruited firearm battalions, the main way of 'communication' between officers and regimental training is military orders and rewards and punishments.

On the contrary, the recruits did not have much sympathy for the fear and suffering suffered by the people in various parts of the river, and the workers from the Kwantung region were more concerned about the progress of the Song-Liao war.

They tried every means to inquire about the news of the Kanto region, or to get together to speculate and discuss, even if they were concerned about the war in the river, they were only worried about their own safety. In the Gun Battalion, the officers relied mainly on military discipline to maintain the battalion. However, when the great 'chaos' in the river was over, the speed of the army's distraction was like an object falling to the ground, and as time went on, its momentum became more and more violent. Surrounded by thousands of miles of uninhabited land, residents who do not know who they are or foes, most of the regimental training soldiers stay in the barracks out of fear, and no one talks about counterinsurgency, war, and the like, only calculating how many months of military pay have not been paid, and how to save their 'lives' and so on. At the same time, some guys with ulterior motives began to connect in the army, and some people were already secretly talking about Kang Guo's latest price, as long as he defected to the past, King Kang not only did not blame the past, but also immediately made up for the arrears of military salaries, which is really a generous and generous condition.

"I can't imagine that in the future of my Great Xia, I will have to rely on such a group of scum to fight."

Wang Heng rode a horse and stood on the top of the mountain, looking at the west, while scolding in a low voice.

Liu Hua nodded, and since he commanded the envoy to be transferred from the marching division to the guard, he had never been so worried.

There was an undercurrent surging in the camp, and Lord Wang personally climbed the height to look at it every day, and he was so anxious that his heart was about to jump to his throat.

Seeing the red sun slanting westward, Liu Hua shook his head with a wry smile and said, "It's another day, let's go back first." ”

"It's all far water that doesn't quench the thirst of the near, the princes of Anbei, or His Royal Highness can lead the troops to quell the 'chaos'." Wang Heng groaned and complained.

"Since the five mansions have ordered generals, they must have considered it all." Liu Hua said disapprerovingly.

Wang Heng snorted, these officers from the Firearms Division always had inexplicable confidence in Zhao Xingde. It seems that this person has solved all the problems as soon as possible. Wang Heng did not doubt Zhao Xingde's exploits in the southern and northern wars, but the officers of the Firearms Division were extremely naïve in his eyes for Zhao Xingde's heartfelt awe and even 'superstitious' beliefs. "Could it be said that he can surpass the 'elite' soldiers of the Dukes of Anbei to go south, or the prestige of His Royal Highness the Crown Prince?" Wang Heng secretly thought, "If he is really omnipotent, then why didn't he fly over from Basra?" However, he is not a fool, he is only slanderous, Wang Heng is not reckless enough to openly question General Zhang's decision, or inexplicably offend the future Shangguan.

For some purpose, or some kind of precaution, Zhang Shanfu, the general of the marching division, just played a secret chess game, and did not want to startle the snake. There is no subordinate army in the regimental training army near Huwen City, and there is no famous general in charge of Huwen. Perhaps in the strategy of the marching division, the camp of the guards was only a rear hand, and the first hand was the sergeants who stayed in the Cangcheng cities in various parts of the river. However, the soldiers of Hezhong were unable to attack Kangguo, nor were they able to support the besieged Emperor Yuande, and the hope of finally resolving the rebellion in Hezhong fell back to the shoulders of the training army of the Guardian Regiment, which seemed to be crowded but "chaotic". The supply of the Baggage Division was intermittent, and the news transmitted by General Zhang Shang through the Military Intelligence Department was also intermittent, and Wang Heng couldn't help but be worried. After getting the news that Zhao Xingde was about to take up the post of guardian, Wang Hengda was overjoyed, and then looked at Zhao Xingde every day and looked forward to Zhao Xingde coming to preside over the finale as soon as possible. However, the march in the desert Gobi is thousands of miles away, and although it is a combination of roads, it can not be reached in just a few days, but the situation waits for no one.

The red sun is in the mountains, sinking little by little, and the mountains in the distance cast a huge 'yin' shadow on the desert, and the crows in the sky are arrayed.

The wind was howling, Wang Heng and Liu Hua sighed almost at the same time, another day had passed, and the reinforcements had still not arrived.

"If it drags on any longer, I'm afraid that Hezhong will send a partial division over, and our side will raise a white flag and mutiny." Wang Heng said in a low voice.

He didn't know that even if there was one person and three horses, calculating the footsteps, it was unlikely that reinforcements would arrive today. Just caring is 'messy'. Wang Heng helplessly patted the horse's neck and turned the horse's head down the mountain. Liu Hua's face was gloomy, and he was about to go back to the barracks together, taking care of the unclear 'messy', he suddenly stood still, his eyes flashed with doubtful 'confusion', and he tried his best to look west, the sun was setting, and there was no trace of people on the horizon of the colorful sky, but in the whirring wind, there seemed to be a trace of other sounds, as if it was a military song sung in unison during the march. Liu Hua pricked up his ears and carefully distinguished these small sounds that drifted in the wind.

During the march, the commander often ordered the soldiers to sing military songs, firstly to relieve fatigue, and secondly, to unify the pace of the march.

"Xinfeng Fine Wine, Xianyang Tour,"

This is clearly the song of the marching army, Liu Hua's face was happy, and he shouted loudly: "Lord Wang stays!" ”

"It looks like a big army is coming!"

Wang Heng was not far away, and when he shouted, the 'yin' cloud on his face flashed, and he still turned back to look into the distance.

However, nothing.

"Liu Er, you want to trick me, this is not a joke." Wang Heng said angrily, "What kind of army is there?" ”

Liu Hua didn't apologize, but waved his hand and said, "Lord Wang, listen carefully!" ”

At this time, the wind is blowing in the direction of the wind, and the singing is becoming more and more obvious.

"Who knows that he is not bitter to the side court, even if he dies, he can still hear the fragrance of chivalrous bones, and he can break two eagle arcs, and the thousands of captives only seem to sit in the golden saddle and tune the white feathers, and they have 'shot' to kill five singles"

Wang Heng listened carefully, and sure enough, it was the sound of the marching army shouting, although it was weak, but it was like the strong grass of the wind, with a will that could not be turned back, rising with the wind.

Wang Heng's face also changed, he couldn't hold it back, and he commanded it to be respected, so he actually jumped on the horse and looked westward, only after a while, a group of people appeared in the sky.

This large army rode both chariots and horses, and some soldiers walked on both sides of the chariots, slowly winding from west to east like a long dragon.

"Really?" At this time, Wang Heng became apprehensive and shouted: "Look clearly, is it the banner of General Zhao?" ”

He is also concerned about the 'chaos', completely ignoring the distance of the army, without the help of a clairvoyant mirror, he can't see the banner clearly.

"It must be General Zhao!" Liu Hua said without hesitation, "There will never be a mistake!" ”

He looked far away, only to see the army on the left column of the red and the right column of the black flag, slowly coming from between the mountains, the Kansai is still black, the Kanto is still red, in the whole river, and even the world, and with the black and red two 'color' flags, except for the Southwest Sea Division under Zhao Xingde, there is no other. Although others may not know, Liu Hua knows very well. His heart was 'excited', and he said, "Lord Wang, wait a while, I'll go and ask for clarification." Without waiting for Wang Heng to agree, he rode down the mountain.

"Well, wait for me." Wang Heng shouted, not questioning, so he had to follow on horseback.

The two horsemen galloped towards the army, and about a stone's throw from the front, they were stopped by the rangers, who asked each other what was going on, and made sure that they were friends and enemies, and then they were brought to a group of disgraced foot soldiers. "That is General Zhao." Seeing that the two of them hesitated, the cavalry officer pointed to an officer who was shouldering an iron gun in the lead, and introduced in a low voice, "Our troops have traveled a long way, and our horses have been damaged a lot, and many soldiers have fallen ill. The general gave up his mount to the sick soldiers. He pointed to the soldiers on foot on both sides of the convoy, their expressions were vigilant and excited, most of them shouldered iron guns and guns, although they were dusty and dusty, but between their gestures, they were different from ordinary regimental training. While he was talking, the horsemen were stopped by a row of iron guns before they could get closer.

Wang Heng and Liu Hua no longer hesitated, turned over the saddle and dismounted together, and arched their hands: "My subordinates see General Zhao." ”

The two of them reported the situation of the Huwen Xing camp to Shangguan together, and asked Zhao Xingde to start stabilizing the army's morale as soon as possible.

"You're welcome." Zhao Xingde listened to the two of them and waved his hand, "In that case, let's go to the barracks to have a look and appease the army." He turned to the staff officers and borrowed a horse from the cavalry officer.

"My lord," a staff officer dissuaded, "the regimental training battalion recruits are in a 'disorder', in case there are people with ill intentions. ”

"In case something happens," the other officer glared at Wang Heng and the others, and reprimanded, "Can you bear the responsibility?" ”

"This," Wang Heng's face was ugly, and then he realized that he was abrupt, if Zhao Xingde was led into the army like this, in case of an accident, it was not something that the two of them could afford.

"It doesn't matter." Zhao Xingde smiled instead, he looked at Wang and Liu, who were a little embarrassed, and said with a smile, "Come to think of it, the fire gun battalion is not a person who plots 'chaos', and their guns will never fire at Zhao." ”

He shook his head, didn't take everyone's worries to heart, turned over the saddle and got on the horse, beckoned General Xu Liu to follow, and without the slightest hesitation, he galloped in the direction of the regimental training army camp