"Ten years of sharpening a sword, the edge is out of the sheath, today I go to Liaodong, I want to be higher than the sky."

Looking at a team of soldiers lined up in two neat columns, with neat steps, under the command of the officer, walking down Happy Valley with high spirits, Yang Wenli left behind the sadness of parting, and couldn't help but gush out a heroic spirit who competed with the world.

This is an improvised work by Yang Wenli, pieced together, and made a random song. didn't care about the level, rhyme, and battle, just when the meaning came, he hadn't read the Bagu text, and he didn't understand these things.

In terms of military cultivation, Yang Wenli's army is better than the modern army, not for other reasons, but there is a huge gap in the implementation of discipline, in ancient times, beheading at every turn, and as many as 20 crimes of beheading, and there is a huge gap between the status of a slave soldier and modern people. In ancient times, people recognized the class gap and were willing to obey the orders of their superiors, but in modern times, everyone is equal and not so conscious, so Yang Wenli's army has a more iron-blooded military style, which is comparable to the army of the ancient Qin Dynasty.

The soldiers straightened their waists, walked on foot, held knives in their left hands, shook their right hands, and wore modern military summer clothes, a simple beret, which was indeed extraordinary.

The fly in the ointment is that because there are no auxiliaries, two out of every six soldiers walk in chicken carts, and the soldiers are pushed with armor, bows and arrows, arrows, personal necessities, etc., and the slaves take turns to replace them to save physical strength.

There are also logistics soldiers in the ranks, which are those soldiers who were only promoted to private because of their lack of merit, and they did not have slave soldiers, so they were temporarily incorporated into the logistics troops. The logistics corps specializes in logistics transportation, and in fact it is a group of rickshaw drivers, and when they see them, they know that it is still ancient, backward in science and technology, and inefficient in transportation.

There were thousands of people, and there was no way to hide their traces, so Yang Wenli simply did not hide, but ordered the troops to march with a swagger.

Out of the mountainous area, Yang Wenli's army scared the villagers half to death, the villagers cried for their fathers and mothers, chickens flew and dogs jumped, and they didn't even want anything, so they hurriedly hid in the mountains.

Later, when I saw these mountain kings, they ignored them and went straight to the front, so that they dared to go down the mountain to go home cautiously.

Also, since Yang Wenli occupied Happy Valley, for nearly two years, the bandits did not go down the mountain to eat, so that these mountain people forgot the threat, so it was not until the troops drove close that the villagers did not find out.

Qizhou is the land of fish and rice, densely populated, and the villages and forts along the way are all frightened to close their doors, beat gongs and drums, and gather people to resist the enemy.

But they were wrong, Yang Wenli's army didn't come down the mountain to rob, they just passed by, and the team passed by without stopping.

Yang Wenli did not send anyone to explain, and proved that it was more effective with actions, so as not to cause misunderstanding among the villagers. On the road, they were all selected to be far away from the village, and in this way, it lasted two days, and finally arrived at Maoshan Chong.

Maoshan Chong was only a small place, and more than 2,000 heavily armed soldiers came in at once, which frightened the villagers, but they were no more powerless to resist than anywhere else, and there was no way to hide, because Yang Rentian's subordinates were also stationed on the mountain.

However, when they saw familiar faces, they were not very afraid, but welcomed Yang Wenli who followed behind.

"Young Master Li, Young Madam," ......

The villagers showed a simple smile and waved hello to Yang Wenli and Xiao Yan'er.

"Uncles and brothers, how are you?" The more Yang Wenli took Xiao Yan'er's hand, the more everyone came out, and greeted the familiar neighbors.

"Young Master Li, are these all your subordinates?" Uncle Hu relied on the fact that he had been a long-term worker of the Yang family for many years, and pointed to the soldiers marching in a neat queue and asked him boldly.

"Yes, but you must not spread the word, let alone reveal my identity, otherwise you will all be implicated. I'm not an official soldier, these are my family members, it's a bit of a violation, you and my Yang family are masters and slaves, which exposes that there is no good fruit for you to eat.

After this departure, I will not collect rent from you again, but you must consciously pay the court taxes, and the rest is your own ......"

Yang Wenli admitted it very seriously, and did not forget to warn the villagers not to make a noise outward, and promised it with benefits, in fact, he is also a kind-hearted, many years of neighbors, he just wants to start and finish well, don't burden them because of himself.

"No, no, no! Young Master Li, although you can rest assured, it is not good for all of us to make a statement, outsiders come to ask, and we will say that I don't know where the strongman is. Uncle Hu hurriedly shook his hand and said, and the villagers also agreed. Is there anyone who will tell you? Yang Wenli can't care so much, as soon as he leaves, he basically breaks off the relationship with Maoshan Chong, he did what he should do, and he has a clear conscience.

Next, Yang Wenli and the villagers talked for a while and waved goodbye to them: "Folks, I still have something to do, forgive Wenli for missing the company, goodbye!" ”

"Young Master Li, Young Madame, goodbye!" The villagers also waved goodbye enthusiastically.

"Xianggong, are we not going back here in the future?" After leaving for a while, Xiao Yan'er listened to the meaning of Yang Wenli's words, and couldn't help but tilt her head and ask him.

She combed her hair rings, wore a set of white ladies embroidered with light flowers, and her skin was better than snow, a pair of heavenly feet, walking fast and close to running, bouncing, her innocent and bright eyes, without losing the innocence of young girls, made Yang Wenli feel happy when she saw it, Xiaoyan'er was his pistachio.

"Yes, your husband and I are going to fight for the thousands of miles of rivers and mountains, how can I go back to this small mountain again, the ancients said: If you have gains, you will lose, you can't have both, this is reasonable!" Yang Wenli couldn't help but drop his book bag and said.

Not to mention, the effect of the ancients is quite good, although Xiao Yan'er is smart, but her flaw is that she didn't read, so she thinks that everything is right for the ancients, although she still doesn't understand at all, and she pretends to understand and nods frequently.

After a few steps, the team went up the mountain, the mountain road was difficult, the two of them gasped, they were determined to climb the mountain, and Yang Wenli had to carry her up the steep slope, and they didn't say anything all the way, and they reached the top of the mountain and the cliff.

Yang Wenli looked down, but there was a long boat parked on the riverside tidal flat, some big and some small, and the people below were as small as ants, which formed a sharp contrast with the towering mountain cliffs and the vast Yangtze River.

He couldn't help but think of a poem in Mulan's words: Thousands of miles to Rongji, Guan Shan wants to fly, Shuo Qi spreads the golden watch, the cold light shines in iron, the general dies in a hundred battles, and the strong man returns in ten years.

"Wow! The Yangtze River is so beautiful! Xiao Yan'er on the side clapped her handboard and shouted loudly, breaking Yang Wenli's ambition to conquer the sky and pulling him back to reality.

He waved his hand to his slaves and ordered, "Go down the mountain."

…… To be continued