If it is said that people will definitely meet a noble person in their lives, Mao Xingjian can be sure that his noble person is Han Xiaomo!

This woman is not noble, nor has unexpected talent, and can even be said to be a stupid tendon, but it is the stubbornness of this tendon that achieves her gold-like quality, just struggling back from the death line, and maybe even blind in this life, she didn't think about herself the first time she woke up, she didn't cry, but happily went to make supper for him Mao Xingjian.

It's just that she promised Sister Changping to take care of him, the "eldest nephew"!

Maybe Mao Jue saw this, so he arranged this girl to his side Mao Xingjian.

Although she definitely does not carry as much as the prince herself, she can implement the meaning of her existence from beginning to end, so why did he Mao Xingjian, the prince of the Ming Empire, the son of the Great Emperor Mao Jue, and the governor of Rocky Mountain, collapse?

I remember that Mao Jue once hummed a song, the one who reins in the precipice is the general, and the one who does not rein in the precipice is the king! Last night, he was also glad that the only thing he was stronger than Chongzhen was that he was self-aware, but in retrospect, this was Chongzhen's strength over himself, no matter what the Ming Empire fell into in his hands, until the end, Chongzhen still stubbornly believed that his way of governing the country was right! It was the ministers who misunderstood him!

Regardless of the merits and demerits, if a leader is not even confident in himself, then how can he lead his subordinates to overcome obstacles and open up a splendid hegemony?

Anyway, he Mao Xingjian has nothing to lose! Just like this, even if he inherits his status, he is just treated as a thoughtless flesh and blood puppet, what is the difference between being dead and dead? So he broke into Adriana's tent again in Second Heaven.

And sure enough, things can only come to fruition if you work hard! Holding the golden scepter in his hand, Mao Xingjian could be sure at this moment, maybe what Adriana said to shut him up may be one of Mao Jue's purposes, but Mao Jue's expectation for him is by no means to go back to be a puppet of the walking dead!

Holding the golden scepter upside down in his right hand, without any followers, Mao Xingjian's waist was straight, and he strode straight towards the camp of the Ninth Firebird Regiment in the northernmost part.

Whoa~ The four spears of the camp guards were naturally placed obliquely, blocking Mao Xingjian's way, but his eyes were not slanted, and the prince arrogantly put the scepter up and opened their spears.

"With the scepter of the corps authorized by this military department, the generals will be summoned to the Chinese army to see the lonely, and those who can't get the three drums will be punished for neglecting the army!"

Looking at each other and watching Mao Xingjian sweep in front of them with a scepter, several guards at the gate looked at each other in embarrassment, and finally the one put down the spear and ran away.

The Ming military law is strict, I can't figure out the situation, the Chinese army has only finished beating two drums, ten regiment commanders, ten staff officers have hurriedly put down everything at hand and rushed over, but looking at Mao Xingjian sitting in the handsome position, these officers are still like those guards, stunned and messy, but not a single one bowed.

The shadow of the famous tree, Mao Xingjian's own glorious deeds have been spread all over these days, who wants to follow a cowardly general, hesitated for a while, and the staff officer on the far right, who was still wearing a pair of gold-wire glasses on the bridge of his nose, was pushed out, and took the lead with a polite bow.

"Welcome to the Ninth Corps for inspection! The crown prince is here, and we are simply brilliant!"

"Welcome to the Crown Prince!"

Thanks to him, a group of officers came down neatly at this time, but he said very skillfully, you always come to inspect, take a look around and get out! Lao Tzu doesn't recognize you!

Why can't Mao Xingjian hear this? If it had been in the past, he would definitely be furious, but after this experience, Mao Xingjian looked down on many things and didn't care anymore, he directly smashed the golden scepter in his hand on the table.

"In the name of the command scepter authorized by the Ministry of War, I ordered you to pack up and prepare to pull out immediately! Follow Lone Kai to Snake City!"

As soon as these words came out, the entire officer corps was a little chaotic, a group of guys lowered their heads in astonishment and muttered quietly, and some people even scolded unceremoniously, but without discussing the reason for them, Mao Xingjian had already impatiently knocked on the golden scepter again.

"Do you want to slack off the army?"

"Back to the prince, we received an order to stand by on the spot, and follow the army south in three days......"

"That's in the past! Now Lone orders you to go east!"

Listening to Mao Xingjian's uncompromising words, he was really unconvinced, and on the right, the sixth military uniform was embroidered with a golden tassel, which was estimated to be a hero, and a long and extremely tall and sturdy guy raised his neck and shouted toughly.

"We are from the women's general, not the prince! Your Highness's order, we will forgive you for your fate!"

"Then you can ask the general to go!"

Seeing Mao Xingjian shaking his head lightly, he was stunned, the strong man was really a bachelor, turned around and walked out of the tent, watching him leave, a group of sub-officers just secretly breathed a sigh of relief, who expected that Mao Jue knocked on the scepter again, and drank gloomily.

"Where is the military judge? Pang Liang, the commander of the Fourth Regiment, was unruly and disrespectful, and he was stripped of all honors according to military law, deprived of Ming citizenship, expelled from the army, and was the deputy of the regiment, the acting commander of the Ninth Corps, and the governor of Rocky, Mao Xingjian, November 19!"

The military judge is under the command of the corps Yushitai, and these in-service officers are not a part, Mao Xingjian casually deprived a meritorious hero of his identity and honor, he didn't dare to provoke this master for them, obediently raised the pen and hurriedly wrote it in the soldiers' commonly known life and death book, seeing the stunned officer corps, Mao Xingjian once again impatiently knocked on the scepter.

"Is there anyone else going to ask the general for advice?"

This master is really not as good as the legend, it's ruthless enough! The eyes were full of incredulity, and in fear, the gold wire glasses stopped shouting, and a group of officers hurriedly hugged their fists one after another, bowed heavily, and their voices were full of sadness, and they bowed helplessly.

"The last general obeys!"

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The Ninth Corps of the Praetorian Guard is a very special force, first of all, change the practice that all troops are composed of pure Ming citizens, this is a mixed corps, recruiting two regiments of Li Korean troops, three regiments of Japanese samurai, originally Mao Jue also wanted to recruit two more regiments of Mongolian light cavalry, but there was such a thing in the Baoketu coal mine, in order to hurry, there was only one regiment of Mongolian light cavalry, one regiment of grassland Bansheng descendants, and the remaining three regiments were recruited locally by the Beijing Division.

As for the officers, they did not introduce graduates from the Liaodong Military Academy, and changed it to the Beijing Military Academy in the capital, and the academy soldiers born here are not like elite troops who are recommended by elite soldiers at all levels of the corps to enroll in the school, and the elite troops trained with real guns and live ammunition are all composed of various second-generation soldiers, commonly known as the young master officer corps.

As for the record, it was even more miserable, participating in the Great Battle of the Southern Expedition, and the combat effectiveness of this army was at the bottom of the rating of the major corps in the Ming Dynasty.

This afternoon's expedition, there may not be a place to sleep at night, from the officers to the end of the soldiers are slowly packing up, more than an hour, this is the completion of the task, the front cavalry regiment as the lead, the back of the cart, pulling the cannon, before the mighty drive out of the town of Baobaohai.

Tears were almost dry, and when she heard the news that the prince was going to go on an expedition, none of the remaining survivors of Snake City came out to see off this huge army, and on the side of the road, there was only a little girl with a burden on her back, looking anxiously, but her godless eyes could not see anything, so she could only persistently drag those passing soldiers one by one and ask.

What Han Xiaomo didn't know was that Mao Xingjian was actually only a few meters away from her, and the army that was driven out was just separated on both sides of the road, looking at her anxious appearance and lonely figure, his heart was also aching, but the meaning of going this time was extraordinary, if he couldn't save his dignity, then he would rather die on the bank of the Snake River.

But even if he died, he didn't want to see Han Xiaomo get hurt again! Gritting his teeth and relentlessly, Mao Xingjian finally knocked the forged steel helmet he hated the most on weekdays on his head, kicked the war horse heavily, and merged into the road ahead in a dull manner.

On the balcony of the barracks on the second floor, still like the first day, wearing a wrapped military coat, carrying the big Yue that Mao Jue had awarded her to represent the military power, watching Mao Xingjian supervise the army to leave, I don't know whether to be happy or emotional, in the cold weather, a deep puff of white smoke was exhaled, and Adriana went back to the headquarters in a dull manner.

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This road to the Snake River Plain, like Han Xiaomo, the most important person in his life, has also become the most important road in Mao Xingjian's life, in Beijing, more than ten years, the scope of his activities is only from the Guogong Mansion to the prince's East Palace such a long distance, the longest trip is when Li Zicheng broke through the city of Beijing, with Lu Zhong fled to Tianjin, but this hundreds of miles of mountain road, in three years he has been back and forth seven or eight times, and every time he has a deep memory, especially this last time!

Every time I walked a section, in the thick snow quilt, I could always see the remains scattered on the road, some of the whole people were frozen on the side of the road, some were lying on the ground and still struggling to crawl forward, and some were torn by wild beasts and were already in tatters, and the corpses were one after another, so that the morale of the Ninth Corps in the march was obviously a little lower, and the soldiers stared at the bones around them in horror until they couldn't see it at all.

But Mao Xingjian did not make any speeches that lifted the morale of the army, he just followed the team in a dull manner, and did not say a word except for giving orders every day, and the silence was terrifying.

But on the road, for this special mixed corps, it was just an appetizer, and on the sixth day of December, the moment they arrived in Snake City, they knew what the real tragedy was.

The Indians had no habit of cleaning up the battlefield, and after burning and looting, the tribes withdrew from the land, and all that remained here were the corpses scattered all over the mountains, and the once human dwelling was now a paradise for wild beasts, and the scavenging wolves and foxes were haunted in packs in the city, and even in a house near the outer city, a bear that was attracted by the smell of blood, and woke up from hibernation, and regarded this place as a new sleeping cave, and the wind blew through the burned and collapsed house, and the sound was like a ghost cry, and those who listened to it shuddered.

"Oh my God!"

Even the troops forgot to command, and the golden wire glasses looked at the silent dead city on the hill in amazement, shaking their heads in disbelief and sighing.

"This...., how many people have to die here?"

The other officer who was close to him, who was quite fat and a little rounder him, had his teeth chattering. In order to hide his fear, the fat man hurriedly overlooked, but he was surprised to find that behind him, whether it was a compulsory army composed of the citizens of Jingshi, or Koreans, or samurai of the Japanese army, their eyes were also dull and incredulous.

In the sound of popping, the boots sank heavily into the snow, staggered out of the team, and could no longer hold back the emotions in his heart, Mao Xingjian suddenly knelt heavily on the ground, and then buried his head deep in the snow.

(End of chapter)