Chapter 55: The Road Is Difficult

Luo Yujiao is here, which is an arrangement that Zhang Xuan has long had.

In order to move forward quickly, Zhang Xuan thought of all the ways. For example, entrusting the baggage to the old camp is also Luo Yujiao's face. Rodain nodded in agreement. In order to save time for eating, Zhang Xuan asked the medical camp to walk slowly in the morning and wait for them a little while eating. Let Zhang Xuan's department avoid burying the pot and making rice.

Zhang Xuan had already tried his best to arrange it, almost letting them walk sixty miles a day empty-handed.

This speed may not be difficult for a healthy and strong young man, especially on the first day, but for these people, there are many difficulties, without him, because these people's physical strength is too weak.

"Do you want me to stay and help you?" Luo Yujiao said on the horse.

"No need." Zhang Xuan didn't understand what kind of attitude he should use to face Luo Yujiao, avoided Luo Yujiao's gaze, and said, "I can handle it here." ”

Luo Yujiao said with a little disappointment: "So, I'll leave." ”

Zhang Xuan said: "Be careful on the road, be careful that there are spies from the official army on the way." ”

Seeing that she couldn't wait for a word, Luo Yujiao sighed in her heart, pulled the reins and said, "Drive." He rode away with more than 100 people.

Zhang Xuan watched Luo Yujiao gradually move away, so that he couldn't see the figure, and sighed slightly in his heart. People are not plants and trees, how can they be ruthless?

Luo Yujiao is like this, how can Zhang Xuan not be moved, it's just that in the righteous army, the future is hopeless, but among the official army, Zhang Xuan can't find his own position, even if he sails out to sea, it is also difficult, and the sea in this era has never been a peaceful place.

And Luo Yujiao is too deeply involved with the rebels. Zhang Xuan didn't know what to say.

If you can't give it to her, don't promise anything in the future. Zhang Xuan naturally knew this truth. He had the intention to avoid Luo Yujiao, but Zhang Xuan was in Cao Ying, with shallow qualifications, and it was difficult to move an inch without relying on Luo Yujiao's connections.

"Am I a little too shameless?" Zhang Xuan sometimes asks himself.

However, he quickly dismissed the idea.

Now I don't have the kung fu to talk about moral cleanliness, living is the first thing, especially after entering Henan, after realizing that Henan's specialties --- the road down, I know that it is not easy to live in this world.

"It's time." Zhang Xuan said: "Ready to go." ”

Under Zhang Xuan's urging, the team began to line up. However, their foundation was too weak, and the march of dozens of miles in the morning had consumed too much of their physical strength, and before they had been walking for an hour, Zhang Xuan found that the speed of the march was getting slower and slower.

At first, some fell from time to time.

Zhang Xuan was also a little struggling.

In order to show that he shared weal and woe with the team, Zhang Xuan did not ride a horse, and had to run in front of and behind the team, deal with various emergencies, and the night led by Xiao Deng did not receive rewards again and again. He marched far longer than the soldiers.

Although Zhang Xuan's body is still healthy, after entering the rebel army, he has also been tempered, but it is still a little difficult for him to go so far in one go. But he also pretended that nothing had happened. Gritted his teeth and stiffened.

After a long time, Zhang Xuan found that the person who couldn't persist was himself.

Although the body of people in this era is far inferior to Zhang Xuan, the strength to endure hardships is far above Zhang Xuan. It's Zhang Xuan who can't compare.

Xiaoya got down from Xiao Ash and said, "Childe, you can ride a horse." ”

"Nope." Zhang Xuan said: "I have to share the ups and downs with them. ”

Zhang Xuan didn't know how to lead the soldiers, he just received some military training, but he had also seen Sun Tzu's Art of War, and regarded the soldiers as babies, so he could go to Shenxi with them, and regarded the soldiers as his beloved sons, so he could die with them. All Zhang Xuan could do was this, to endure the hardships of the march with these soldiers.

The longer he came to this world, the more Zhang Xuan understood one thing, in this blood wave from more than 50 million people but only more than 10 million people remained, almost only one of the five people could survive in the tide. How can Zhang Xuan guarantee that he will survive?

There must be power, and without power, you can't even save your own life and death, and what power is the most important is naturally military power.

Although there were only 500 people in front of them, there were some half-grown children. But the first point of military power that Zhang Xuan came into contact with, he instinctively grasped it firmly, and he didn't dare to let go of anything.

After Zhang Xuan rejected Xiaoya, he tried to walk with his head down.

The sun didn't seem to have any signs of moving west in the sky, and I don't know how long it took, the western sky was finally rendered red by the sun, and Zhang Xuan finally saw the big camp.

Cao camp and dedication camp, with the official road as the boundary, camped on the left and right.

In ancient times, the speed of marching was mostly thirty miles a day, which was determined in the Spring and Autumn Period. The reason for this is that when the army marches, there are too many baggage, and a large number of means of transportation are not as good as Zhang Xuan, Zhang Xuan's march is simply so light that he can no longer be lightly armed.

The second is the issue of camping.

Many of the armies stopped advancing in the afternoon. Not because of anything else, but because of the need to set up camp.

And later generations Zeng Guofan took this principle to the extreme, that is, to harden the village and fight a dumb battle. Luo Rucai and Zhang Xianzhong can also be called veterans. After many victories and defeats, they did not know the importance of the camp, so they stopped early and set up camp.

The brigade cut down the surrounding trees and made a wooden wall, and on the official road, covered with antlers, there was a passage between the two battalions, so that the two battalions could support each other in case of emergency.

In fact, Zhang Xuan has seen this kind of scene several times.

The speed of the march in Sichuan, the speed was very fast, every day above a hundred miles, and when the camp was set up at that time, the buildings that still existed were mostly used, like deserted villages or something. And out of Sichuan, all the way to Xiangyang, the road is more urgent, there is no honest camping at all. However, after leaving Xiangyang, most of them camped like this.

However, at that time, Zhang Xuan never carefully observed the camp.

There are many things to learn, and I am not afraid that you will not know. I'm afraid that if you turn a blind eye, then you really can't see it.

At this moment, in the eyes of a general, this camp naturally has a different feeling.

It was almost dark, and Zhang Xuan didn't have time to look more. He immediately arranged for all the soldiers to eat and rest. And invited licorice and eucommia to teach the soldiers, so that they could rub their feet among themselves. And arrange barracks. And so on.

It wasn't over until it was all dark.

Zhang Xuan lit an oil lamp, took out a copy of "The New Book of Ji Xiao" and slowly studied it.

He has never studied so seriously, although he only has a lamp like a bean, and what he holds is also a traditional vertical arrangement, with no punctuation marks or annotations, all relying on Zhang Xuan's own interpretation. Every time he read a piece of text, he silently read it in his mind several times before he was sure to divide the expression somewhere, and there was no brush by his side. He had to have fingernails that left marks on the book.

"There you go." Luo Yujiao looked at the lights inside Zhang Xuan's tent outside Zhang Xuan's tent, and said to Xiaoya, "Go ahead." ”

Xiaoya carried a basin of hot water and said, "Yes." ”

"Wait." Luo Yujiao said: "Wait a while, when he asks, don't say that I asked you to come." ”

Xiaoya said to Luo Yujiao: "Xiaoya understands. ”

Luo Yujiao looked at Zhang Xuan's reflection on the shadow of reading on the tent, and felt extremely charming. Luo Yujiao is also literate, but between the ups and downs, she has not learned seriously. For those who read, take a look at them all.

The reason why she fell in love with Zhang Xuan was also because of the bookish smell on Zhang Xuan.

After all, Zhang Xuan has read books for more than ten years, even if he doesn't think about it, outsiders can see at a glance that the so-called temperament is different. Since ancient times, there has been cultural worship among the people, even thieves are no exception, Zhang Xuan himself did not feel it, but he didn't know that he had already been treated favorably by everyone.

After Xiaoya soaked Zhang Xuan's feet in hot water, Zhang Xuan also fell asleep. He slept very lightly, lest he not get up tomorrow. So there is a string in my heart, and the more it collapses, the more difficult it is to sleep, and I don't know how long it will take to fall asleep.