After the team left Longfenggou, the dark sky became even more gloomy. Zhao Hong told his soldiers that this time it was armed cross-country training as usual.

In the Warring States Period, the Wei State, which was the first to change the law and become a powerful country, put forward very high requirements for the selection of the world-famous "Wei Wushu": carrying armor, carrying Ge, carrying bows and arrows, and marching dozens of miles in full armament, which put forward higher requirements for the quality of Wei Wushu's soldiers, and at the same time it was a very famous armed cross-country training in the ancient Chinese military.

Zhao Hong felt that since armed cross-country training could get a strong army like "Wei Wushu", then he was confident that armed cross-country training could also get a relatively effective army, with the advantage of more than 2,000 years of experience.

After Zhao Hong's previous analysis, he believed that armed cross-country can improve the marching speed of an army, cultivate the spirit of hardship and hard work, and enhance the ability to deal with emergencies on the march, such as the ability to respond to enemy raids and ambushes. Therefore, after the basic queue had some appearances, Zhao Hong added the armed cross-country link in the military training, adhering to the purpose of grasping both the queue practice and the armed march, and both hands should be hard. In recent weeks, the whole team has also carried out several short armed cross-country training sessions according to the order, but this time the situation is a bit peculiar......

After the whole team traveled more than ten miles, small snowflakes fluttered down from the sky, and the northwest wind became stronger, as if it was a horn blowing from the desolate desert.

Zhao Hong, who was leading a brown war horse, stopped on the side of the road, and the war horse snorted, looking slightly irritable. Zhao Hong gently stroked the forehead of the war horse with his hand, and then he stroked the back of the horse's neck, which made the war horse quiet. Zhao Hong, whose face was wrapped in a thick linen, turned around and looked at the soldiers of the White Polish Army walking beside him, each soldier was the same as Zhao Hong, his face was wrapped in circles of linen, and the exposed part was mainly his eyes, which looked like some Arabs, more precisely, a bit like a mummy. The white-wave hoplites wearing hats looked energetic, and their apricot-yellow turbans fluttered in the wind from behind their hats, like a small flag. These white-wave hoplites carried a huge door panel on their backs, several sharp javelins peeking through the cracks in the door panels, emitting an oppressive cold light, and the short swords hanging from their left waist shook incessantly in the leather sword holster. Behind these soldiers of the White Polish Army, the temporarily recruited people's baggage team also braved the bitter cold to push carts and carry flat burdens. The hard-working quality of the people couldn't help but make Zhao Hong admire in his heart.

Just when Zhao Hong, who was parked on the side of the road, was thoughtful, "Brother Hong! Zhao Hong couldn't help but be stunned when he heard this, and then a familiar figure came into view, which turned out to be Liu Song. Liu Song, who was wearing a Liaodong hat, was also tightly wrapped, his leather armor was tightly wrapped by him, and a pair of brown leather boots were scattered with scattered snowflakes.

Along with his words, a white haze also erupted from the corner of his mouth, covering his face with a layer of scarf, which was vague and indistinguishable.

"Where are the teams going this time? We've come so far in the cold, it's almost time to get to our destination, right? ”

Liu Song, who looked a little tired, rubbed his hands vigorously as he spoke, and then he jumped his feet twice, as if he was complaining to Zhao Hong about the cold weather.

Zhao Hong, who was questioned, frowned slightly, and he looked coldly at Liu Song who was standing in front of him.

"I have my own decision, you can just obey the order!"

After speaking, Zhao Hong turned around, and he led his war horse to silently join the marching team, leaving only Liu Song who was stunned on the spot......

In the afternoon, the wind was blowing and the snow was falling, and everything a hundred paces away was covered in a layer of snow dance. Whether it is a black blind man licking the soles of his feet helplessly in a cave or a hare with long ears erected, they all hide in their respective caves. And one team still braved the wind and snow, and they stepped on the thick snow, deep and shallow, and trudged hard. The cold wind was like a knife scraping layer by layer on the face, and the Hatch exhaled from the mouth immediately turned into a layer of fog and frost under the action of the severe cold.

They had climbed over countless hills, stepped over countless fields covered with straw, and came to this bare wood.

"Brother Hong, it's been a long time since we haven't had the beacon tower and watchtower of our Baibo Army. The distance estimation in this vicinity shows that this should be at least a buffer zone at the junction of the border between us and the official army of Zhan County, and it cannot be ruled out that this place is within the sphere of influence of the official army. Holding a sketched map made of cowhide, Cao Peng said to Zhao Hong with a worried face, Cao Peng, a descendant of the former Han border army, was in charge of military reconnaissance, and Zhao Hong felt that since his ancestors were able to go deep into the desert to fight with the Xiongnu, they must be powerful cavalry, looking for the enemy's main force and looking for water sources in the uninhabited grassland, so military intelligence reconnaissance must be the strength of these border armies.

Under the domination of Lao Tzu's heroic thoughts, Zhao Hong asked Cao Peng to be in charge of the military intelligence reconnaissance of the whole team. Cao Peng still made a mess of military intelligence detectives even though he used all three war horses for reconnaissance, and now he doesn't even know the direction and where he is. This time, it was obvious that Zhao Hong miscalculated.

Cao Peng, who was a little ashamed, swiped lightly on the cowhide map with his right hand, and did not leave any traces on the abstract map with impressionist effect, and I don't know if this map is more impressive than Van Gogh? In his previous life, he estimated that he would be able to eat and wear this one in the auction house, looking at the curved trajectory left by the ink, Zhao Hong, who was a little distracted, thought to himself.

"The snow was so heavy that we couldn't determine the direction of the specific direction. Therefore, it is not possible to determine the exact location. But it is about between the range of Wangjiaao-Gongchangzhuang-Qingxi. Cao Peng's voice with an uncertain tone interrupted Zhao Collector's dream.

"If only there was a compass! Now you know where to go. Zhao Hong, who looked a little angry, suddenly said to himself when he heard this.

"Mill discs? There is one in the stockade, but how to determine the location of the grinding disc? Liu Song, who was next to Zhao Hong, couldn't help but interject when he heard this, with a thoughtful expression.

Zhao Hong, who turned his gaze away from the cowhide map, looked at the guy with rabbit ears, but he didn't say anything in the end.

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Thank you for your collection and red ticket, your click, collection and red ticket are the driving force for the creation of this layman, thank you for the love of this book. Last week's vigil, out of the funeral, my mood is very unstable, and I am not in the mood to sit down and code words, so I didn't update, I'm really sorry.