Ma Zhong personally inspected it and rested early. Whether he wants to www.biquge.info or not, Wang Li arranged for Fan Jiang and Zhang Da to take turns keeping vigil for him.

Early the next morning, Ma Zhong set off early with his team.

The camp is still left here.

Zhang Ping didn't sleep well all night, and his eyes were still bloodshot in the morning. But he seemed to have figured out something, and his expression seemed to be relieved of a mental matter.

There was no hurry on this day, Ma Zhong and Zhang Ping followed the team according to the bridle, Wang Li rode a horse to the left and right, and Bailichuan rode a horse to take care of the convoy. The rest of the cavalry was sent to the front to explore the way.

After walking for less than half a day, there was another camping camp left in front of me. Ma Zhong led everyone around the camp, but Zhang Ping looked at it seriously.

At noon, the team stopped to rest and eat.

A few knights who were exploring the way rushed back, and threw down a few hares, golden pheasants, and there was a cheer from the soldiers who were waiting for the water to boil.

The king was furious, and with a command, several military judges went up and dragged the knights off their horses, dragged them down, and began to execute the military sticks!

Zhang Ping was taken aback, and hurriedly turned around and asked Ma Zhongdao, "Why is this?" ”

Ma Zhong was also a little baffled, and called Zhang Da to ask.

When he came back, Zhang Da said respectfully, "Sima, Jun Zhengcheng only said that these people broke the rules, and there was nothing else to say." ”

Ma Zhong frowned and thought about it, and said to Zhang Ping with a smile, "I don't know much about this, maybe there are really some special rules." ”

Each of the four knights received ten sticks, each of which was not deliberately weighted, but all of them were well beaten. Three cavalrymen couldn't get up on the spot, but the other stood up with grinning teeth, scooped up a golden chicken from the ground and presented it to Ma Zhong.

Wang Li's face was dark and ugly, but Ma Zhong was a bad man.

He asked Zhang Da to take the golden chicken over, and asked with a smile, "What's your name!" ”

The cavalryman knelt on the ground and said loudly, "Sima, the villain is called Gong Qiu Hu!" ”

Ma Zhong nodded, the surname of public hatred is rare.

Zhang Ping next to him interjected in surprise, "Who are you who the Changshi Gong Qiu under Sun Poyu said back then?" ”

The cavalryman was startled, glanced at Zhang Ping in surprise, and didn't know what to say with a panicked expression.

Seeing this, Ma Zhong smiled and said, "You go down." ”

The cavalryman was pardoned, and he sweated profusely and retreated.

Baili generals praised on the side, "This kid is interesting, after being beaten by Wang Juncheng, he dared to come to Sima again to ask for credit." ”

Wang Li's face darkened, and he turned around and ordered one person beside him, "Remember for me, when the scouts investigate the military situation in the future, if there is any unauthorized action, the five military sticks will be added." ”

Everyone laughed when they saw Wang Li's annoyance, but what was even more surprising was that the cronie next to Wang Lili actually whispered, "Juncheng, this is a chaotic law." ”

Ma Zhong was stunned for a moment, his eyes brightened, and he glanced at the little soldier more.

Wang Li lost face in front of everyone, glared at him fiercely, and didn't say anything more.

Ma Zhong only went to see Zhang Ping, who was chasing the cavalry, at this time, "What, Zhang Gongcao has an old relationship with this cavalry?" ”

Zhang Ping came back to his senses and said, "How come, it's just that there are not many surnames of public hatred, which reminds me of an old man." ”

Ma Zhong thought about what Zhang Ping had just said and asked, "Public enmity?" What kind of character is he? ”

Zhang Ping said, "This person is the long history of Sun Poyu, when Sun Poyu was short of grain and straw when he was begging Dong, he once arranged for him to come back to collect grain and grass. Unexpectedly, he didn't come for a long time, and Yuan Shu and Sun Po had a dirty affair again, cutting off the old general's grain and grass. As a result, the old general was defeated in the Tiger Prison for a while, and his general Zu Mao died. Seeing that the situation was not good, the public feud dismissed the army halfway and fled into the wilderness, and there has been no news of him for too many years. ”

Ma Zhong nodded, and said indifferently, "He's not a public enemy, even if he has some origins, it's not a big deal." ”

There are too many things that are unclear within Captain Wu Meng's camp, and he doesn't care about this more. A long time ago, Ma Zhong had some words from Bailichuan, and he had guessed correctly, he liked to pretend to be a ghost, and he did have a heritage with Daomen. I just don't know what it is related to Yu Ji.

Zhang Ping touched his beard and did not speak.

Although they taught the scouts a lesson with a few sticks, the hares and pheasants they caught were not wasted. Ma Zhong had people wash and peel it, cut it into small pieces and cook a large pot of broth. The golden rooster was specially climbed up by the public enemy tiger with a stick wound and presented it to Ma Zhong, and Ma Zhong was very strong and took out this golden chicken alone and shared it with the military attachés.

Wang Wei didn't move a piece of meat with a black face, and Zhang Ping didn't take a bite.

After a brief rest, continue on your way. The scouts were replaced by a few others.

The four of them couldn't hold on to the road after being beaten with military sticks, so they could only lie on the baggage cart and let people push them.

The soldiers who pushed them didn't complain, but laughed and said, "A few big brothers lie down in peace, next time we get the meat back, we will push you." ”

The four of them hummed and rolled their eyes in the carriage.

Ma Zhong traveled much faster this time than the previous one, and in the afternoon he encountered another camp, and Ma Zhong still did not choose to station.

Zhang Ping was surprised, "Sima, why did there leave so many camps on the road, I don't think we have been walking for long." ”

Ma Zhong calmly explained, "After our hard battle in Bainiling, we suffered huge losses, and we had no choice but to take the camp step by step and rely on the camp to resist at any time. From Bainiling to Zhongling City, we threw down more than ten camps along the way. ”

Zhang Ping secretly sighed, a little unimaginable.

Ordinary troops can honestly camp every day, which can be regarded as a strict army, and there is anyone like this guy, who can build and lose as he builds, build a camp and play.

Then he asked strangely, "If there are heavy casualties, why are you in such a hurry?" ”

Ma Zhong glanced at Zhang Ping, "Because we're chasing." ”

Zhang Ping was confused, but he just sighed.

Zhang Ping remembered something, looked back, and asked with a smile, "After walking so far, does Sima have anything to say?" ”

Ma Zhong smiled and avoided answering, looked around and said, "How are these people under me?" ”

Zhang Ping had actually experienced the well-trained soldiers in the past two days, and said without disobedience, "In my opinion, it can be compared with the pro-army troops of several generals." ”

Ma Zhong nodded and didn't say anything. The productive forces of this era simply could not support a large-scale standing army, and many soldiers were just ordinary farmers before they went to war.

Only the private soldiers of each general could be fully trained, which is somewhat similar to the samurai class of the RB Sengoku period. As a prodigal army that relies on war and nomadism, the overall quality of the Captain Wu Meng battalion is much higher than that of ordinary troops.

"What I'm going to say, and what we prodigal army want, is on the White Muddy Ridge." Ma Zhong said, glancing at Bailichuan lightly, "Speed up, I'm going to camp with Gong Cao in Bainiling tomorrow night." ”

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