Tulle's thousand-man army was defeated, Zhao Pu led the army forward, shouted open the camp gate, and Su Lu commanded the grain transport team into the camp.

Fan Caihou, the captain of the baggage battalion, saw Su Lu, and couldn't wait to rush up and hug Su Lu and kiss the two:

"Brother, you are really my own brother, I am about to run out of food, so you sent it. It was you last time, it's you this time, you are really my old Fan's lucky general. ”

Zhao Pu pulled Lao Fan away, and his tone was very impatient:

"Captain Fan, Brother Su has just defeated the Thousand Men of Tulle, and he has to go to the commander to receive the merit, this matter of handing over grain and grass, you should connect with Brother Su's lieutenant."

After speaking, he pulled Su Lu and went to the big tent of the Chinese army.

Fan Caihou snorted at Zhao Pu's back:

"It's dressed like a human dog, and it's not based on his family background, but when he really fights, it's also a silver spear wax head, which is useless."

Su Ping and Zhao Fatzi became curious: "Fan Duwei, how can you say that Zhao Pu still has a background?" ”

Fan Caihou's chin was raised, and his face was sour:

"The governor of the Dingji army has always been the son of Xun's son, this Zhao Pu, but the Zhao family."

"What am I telling you about this, hurry up, brothers, unload the grain, today my Lao Fan promised you, the big white steamed bun and the meat slices, it is enough."

In the tent of the Chinese army, when Su Lu handed over the order to Luo Du, he saw an acquaintance, Luo Jian, the former commander of the Nanguan Daying.

Luo Jian's situation looked quite bad, one arm was hanging diagonally on his chest, his forehead was wrapped with thick gauze, half of the gauze was black and red, and when he stood up, his right foot was crooked, obviously suffering a lot of injuries.

It seems that he was not lightly injured, Zhao Pu said that he was sent by Luo Du to fight against the Tulle Thousand Men and was defeated, but he didn't expect it to be so serious.

Luo Du's face was not light, he didn't want to deal with Su Lu, he was angry when he saw this kid, and he snorted at Deputy Marshal Xiao and motioned for him to speak.

Xiao Cong squinted his eyes and said with a smile: "Captain Su, before you entered the barracks, you made a meritorious service and defeated the Tule thousand-man team, which is a great achievement." On my side, an army was routed by the Thousand Men of Thule, and the Governor was killed, so will you be the Governor? ”

Su Lu was naturally reluctant in his heart, since it was an army, it must be in the establishment of the Chinese army's battalion, and he would definitely have to be stationed in the Chinese army in the future, and he was afraid that fighting would be commonplace.

In this big tent of the Chinese army, any lieutenant who pulls out is bigger than his own rank, not to mention these governors, when the time comes, he will be ironclad cannon fodder in the war, and the cards will not save him.

"I'd better be my grain transport officer, that's good."

Zhao Pu stood up and added fuel to the side:

"Yes, yes, let's let Brother Su continue to serve as a grain transportation officer, and he can continue to get inspiration and write new poems on the way to grain transportation."

"He can also write poetry?"

Old Luo Du curled his beard and couldn't believe it: "I'm afraid I didn't copy it." ”

Without waiting for Su Lu to speak, Zhao Pu defended him:

"Dashuai said cautiously, what you said is a slander against everyone in poetry. If you listen to Brother Su's poem, you will know whether this poem was made by him or not. ”

Luo Du snorted coldly and ignored Zhao Pu.

Xiao Cong was interested: "Come on, come on, Zhao Dudu, recite Su Duwei's poems to everyone, and everyone here is also a person who loves poetry." ”

Zhao Pu cleared his throat and recited the plugged song.

Xiao Cong twisted his beard, his eyes narrowed into a slit, and his voice was calm:

"Okay, what a yellow dust, white bones and basil. When I Xiao Cong marched to fight, when I camped, every time I saw the white bones between the basils, I was at a loss for melancholy. ”

Luo Du's face was a little warmer, and his voice was low:

"The autumn water is Zheng Canal, and if you can see the Great Wall and the river of Lintao, it can only be Zheng Canal. It has been two years since I left Beijing, and I have been entrusted by the emperor to fail to expel Thule, and I feel ashamed. ”

For a while, the account was filled with the sound of chanting.

Su Lu is confused, I just copied a plugged song, you can all be far-fetched to me.

Be cautious when reading poetry in the future, after all, you said that you didn't do it, and others didn't believe it.

Zhao Pu continued: "Brother Su's talent, when he first joined the army, he wrote such a heart-warming poem, if Brother Su is confined to the army, I am afraid that a talent like Brother Su will be buried, and he will not be able to write a magnificent chapter." ”

Luo Du snorted: "Just write a poem, but it doesn't have to be a great talent." ”

Xiao Cong came out to be a peacemaker.

"Okay, now that the grain and grass have arrived, there are no worries, now that the military discussion begins, Luo Shuai and I have agreed to attack tonight, defeat the Tulu Suozibao camp, and recapture the first line of Suozibao."

Zhao Pu glanced at Luo Du dissatisfied, and was very dissatisfied with his poem denying Su Lu, but he had already started a military discussion, and he didn't dare to say anything about irrelevant topics, so he could only endure the unhappiness and listen to Vice Marshal Xiao arrange military affairs.

"The terrain on the front line of Suozibao is flat, the cavalry is easy to deploy, our army is not a light cavalry opponent of Thule, it is better to attack at night."

"It is impossible to attack at night, and many sergeants and soldiers have night blindness, how to attack at night."

"I suggest a detour from the front of Xitunling, and order Dong Cheng, the governor of the East Route Army, to go out from the front of the East Road, and the West Route Army to go out from the Yangpingpu area to contain the left flank of Tulle."

"It's good that Dong Cheng can stabilize the East Route Army if he is undefeated, and there is little hope for the East Road to come out."

The big tent was full of discussions, Su Lu sat next to Zhao Pu, and Zhao Pu, a brainless fan, explained to himself, and it didn't take long for him to understand the current situation.

Dong Cheng, the commander-in-chief of the East Route Army, is a new post, and General Sun Chengzong, the former commander of the East Route Army, was attacked by the Tule people on the way to replace Luo Du in the big camp, and all of them were killed.

The Western Route Army is available, but the left flank of Thule is composed of the elite of the tribal army surnamed Zhaowu Jiu, which firmly contains the Western Route Army.

"That is, we can only rely on ourselves."

Su Lu whispered.

Zhao Pu nodded, looked around, and saw that no one was paying attention to him, so he lowered his voice:

"We can't rely on ourselves, Luo Du's back injury is getting worse and worse, Deputy Marshal Xiao's prestige is there, but the war is not worse than Lao Luo Du."

Su Lu's heart was sunburning, and he couldn't rely on it, which was really unacceptable every day, and the earth was not spiritual.

Deputy Marshal Xiao patted the table, attracted everyone's attention, looked at Su Lu and said, "Captain Su, you have won many battles, do you have any opinion on our current situation?" ”

Luo Du suddenly slapped the table, and his voice was loud: "What can he think, when he first joined the army, he was lucky to win a few battles, and he has never seen a real big scene, Lao Xiao, you asked the wrong person." ”

"Ladies and gentlemen, in this battle, if you can recapture the first line of Suozibao Yangping, I will personally go to the table and ask for credit for everyone, and if you want to get a higher rank, it depends on whether you do your best."

Su Lu was very unhappy in his heart, girl, does Xiao Cong, this grandson, have a grudge against him, and give Lao Luo Du the opportunity to slap me in the face everywhere.

Xiao Cong was interrupted by Luo Du and smiled bitterly, then turned to Su Lu and smiled apologetically.

He was also captured by Su Lu's stopper, thinking about letting Su Lu be in the limelight, today whenever he puts forward a useful military proposal, when he looks back to show his merits, he can draw a stroke for Su Lu in the credit book, but the grandson of Lao Luo Du is a word, and he doesn't give him a chance.

Su Lu sketched Luo Du's plan in his heart, and he was a little big for a while, and he was not too professional in the matter of fighting.

Suddenly, a card of theirs appeared.

There are many soldiers, heavy military formations, layered on top of each other, and arc arrows are heavy, randomly switching with Su Lu's thoughts.

This is...... Pawn card deduction?