And the military system envisioned by Yun Mo is absolutely impossible to form a warlord, the supreme commander of the army in peacetime is only at the level of brigade commander, and the division commander and military commander are all for me to stay in the capital to train or study, if a brigade commander wants to divide the territory, it is looking for death.

This arrangement has undoubtedly reduced the army's rebellion and secession to a minimum, and since the army has no basis for rebellion and secession, there is no need to carry out the practice of using literature to control force in the spirit of emasculating the nation's martial spirit.

This can also avoid the Song Dynasty's idea of emphasizing literature over martial arts, so as to retain the spirit of advocating literature and martial arts for China.

The desert is dark and dark, and the desert birds do not fly.

At noon, the sun rose high and high, the desert smoked, and the earth and the earth shone with earthy yellow light, as if burning with raging flames, Yun Mo led a group of ragged women, driving three carriages to trek through the sand mold.

In the boundless sea of sand, occasionally dotted with a bush, that is the sand willow, that clump of sand willow, injecting life vitality into the originally silent sand sea.

In order to survive in the desert where water is scarce, Salix relies on its tenacious perseverance to dig its roots deep in the sand, up to tens of meters, until it reaches to a place where there is a water source.

Here, once life is born, it is difficult to die, because the harsh environment can often nurture great and tenacious lives.

Zhang Ying and their group of remnants of the Tang Dynasty, just like the sand willows in this sea of sand, are stubbornly struggling in the Western Regions where the strong are respected, life and death are no longer important to them, the important thing is how to continue the bloodline of the Han family in the Western Regions, because here the territory conquered by our ancestors with blood and life cannot be tarnished by barbarians.

"Uncle Chen, how long will it take to get to Jiaohe?"

The ancient city of Jiaohe was created and built by the Cheshi people from the 2nd century to the 5th century B.C., reached its peak in the Northern and Southern Dynasties and the Tang Dynasty, and the highest military and political institution in the Western Tang Regions, the Anxi Protectorate, was first located in the ancient city of Jiaohe, after the death of the Tang Dynasty in the 9th century, due to the continuous war, the city gradually declined.

"Chief, there are still thirty miles to go."

It's still a full thirty miles! Yun Mo looked at the fifty unclothed and emaciated female soldiers behind him, if it weren't for the long knives at their waists and the powerful crossbows in their hands, they would be no different from a group of beggars from a distance.

"Uncle Chen, the physical strength of the female soldiers has been completely overdrawn, I am worried that if I continue to walk, I will die, and now I must find a shady place to eat something to walk."

Yun Mo made salt for food, just to save lives, if someone died on the way to change food, this is something Yun Mo can't accept no matter what.

"Chief, if we rest, I'm afraid we won't be able to rush to Jiaohe City this afternoon."

"The lives of the sisters are more important, we are not in a hurry."

"But there are a few small horse thieves in this sea of sand, and they can easily track us by their wheels and footprints."

After Uncle Chen finished speaking, he looked at Yun Mo nervously. Yun Moyan didn't understand what he meant, what Uncle Chen meant was to continue to listen to the cool sun, even if someone died because of it.

Yun Mo understood the elder's "broken arm to survive", but that was before, by no means after Yun Mo arrived, if a horse thief dared to come to rob, Yun Mo didn't mind sending them to hell.

Yun Mo said to the elder without question:

"We must rest immediately, let's return some jerky, let the sisters eat enough and go, let's not hurry, the lives of the sisters come first."

Uncle Chen saw that Yun Mo was really worried about the safety of the female soldiers, and he couldn't help but smile knowingly, such a leader is a good leader with the most affection and sex, and such a leader with affection and righteousness is the leader who is worthy of entrusting the life of the entire tribe.

"Obey the chief's orders."

"Sisters, let's find a place to rest first, and then eat some jerky before leaving."

"Thank you, Chief......"

"Hee-hee, you're so nice, Chief."

"Do you have a spring of prodigal hooves, the leader is Miss Yingzi's man, you dare to think about it."

"That eye of yours sees that I want to be the leader."

"The old lady is a person from the past, you prodigal hoof looks at the leader's eyes and doesn't know that there is a desire."

Yun Mo: ......

Unable to provoke this group of women who hadn't touched a healthy man for a long time, Yun Mo could only lead the carriage with his head down and follow Uncle Chen quickly, both of them turning a deaf ear to the noisy chatter of the group of women behind them.

This is life, real life, although Yun Mo feels a little embarrassed, he feels very warm.

People's desire for love, the pursuit of knowledge, and the irrepressible yearning for happiness are three pure and incomparably strong passions that actually govern our lives.

These three passions, like a hurricane, blow us around wantonly on the deep sea of suffering, maybe blowing us to the other side of happiness, maybe blowing us to hell.

At the foot of the Tianshan Mountain, there are many places to enjoy the shade, Uncle Chen took everyone to walk a mile or two, and then came to the shade of a small mountain bag.

The rocks inside the sand mold are very distinctive, these rocks are very mottled by the wind and sand, and the structure of the rocks is clearly displayed in front of people.

There is definitely no water source here, but Yun Mo has two wooden barrels of water to carry, and it is only eighty or ninety miles from Grape Ditch to Jiaohe City, and two hundred catties of fresh water are enough for Yun Mo and more than fifty of them to use.

The people who set off this time, Yun Mo carried more than 20 catties of jerky, this is still the whole tribe tightened their belts to save money, there are not too many prey in the grape ditch, Yun Mo in order to improve everyone's life, the whole tribe is ready to keep the prey in advance to the east.

Therefore, this time I went to Jiaohe to exchange green salt for food, and I absolutely did not allow the slightest mistake, otherwise the Han tribe would disappear into the long river of history because of hunger, which is too normal in the Western Regions.

Because he was not in a hurry, Yun Mo did not plan to let these weak female soldiers eat jerky, which would be a huge burden on their stomachs.

"Chief, I'll take a few people to the sentry."

"Go ahead!"

The tongue of fire licked the black iron pot, the water in the pot was already boiling, seven or eight catties of jerky were poured into the iron pot, and then green salt, wild pepper, fennel and other seasonings were added, and the fragrance of game immediately gushed out.

The breeze was blowing, the aroma was wafting with the breeze, and a group of tired and hungry female soldiers looked at the tumbling pieces of meat in the pot, and then kept swallowing. Meat is too tempting for those of them who have been starving for a long time.

Sad, Yun Mo looked at the fifty ragged and emaciated female soldiers under him, and he was really sad to the extreme.

I think that at the beginning, the Anxi Army of the Tang Dynasty was mighty, and the barbarians in the Western Regions only knelt and licked, but now, after the destruction of the Tang Dynasty, the Anxi Army is left with this group of old and weak women and children struggling on the verge of death.

A group of hungry people, when waiting to eat meat, this is a very happy wait, but any good thing will always fall in the ointment.

Just when everyone was waiting to eat meat, suddenly there was a slight tremor on the ground, could it be an earthquake, of course it couldn't be, Uncle Chen, who was on guard not far away, pulled out his legs and ran towards Yun Mo:

"Cavalry, there's cavalry coming."

For Uncle Chen, who crawled out of the pile of dead people, his experience was definitely good, Yun Mo didn't dare to slack off, he immediately said to the more than fifty panicked female soldiers with a pleasant face:

"Sisters, relax, we have a divine crossbow in our hands, as well as a powerful earth-shattering thunder, and those robbers are sending us war horses."

"Queue up, just like you usually train."

"Put the three carriages in front of us, and the three horses pulling the carts will quickly lead them to the back."

"A few of you are responsible for throwing the earth-shattering thunder, and a few of you are responsible for igniting the fire."

More than fifty people flew and jumped to the ground according to Yun Mo's words......

[Please brothers, be sure to collect this book, your support is the driving force for the writing of the fallen leaves.] 】