Mazhuang Juntai is the closest military station to Bukui.

This is a small military platform, how many years, it has been relatively deserted. There hasn't been much correspondence yet.

Last year, I received a chincha, which was a major event. And then this year's reception of the general of Zhenbei.

Yang Juntai knew that General Zhenbei was the current His Royal Highness the Prince. Accompanying His Royal Highness the Crown Prince were Princess Chang'an and Deputy Marshal General Ningguta.

General Ningguta, known by the military commander, used to come to Mazhuang twice when he went to Bukui. However, I didn't stay here every time, just stayed a little, rested for a while, and left.

This time, too, His Royal Highness the Crown Prince stayed here for a while and then moved on.

Even though it was almost two months ago, the military order still remembers it vividly.

Because this is the most lively in many years.

One after another, a team passed through the horse village every three or five places. Some are from Ningguta, some are from Shengjing, some are from Goryeo, and some are from the imperial capital.

This is the first time I have seen such a march. It is said that Northern Venturadu in front of him has already fought with the Tatars, and there are troops on the road behind.

In front of a pile of sacks of money, the military commander stopped. Squatted down and untied a sack. The food inside flowed out, giving off a musty smell.

Yang Juntai grabbed a handful of corn and saw that the corn was already moldy. The corn kernels are covered with green hairs.

This was brought by the army passing by here some time ago, and because it was already moldy, it had to be thrown here.

Yang Juntai stood up and looked at the sacks piled up like a hill, and couldn't help but feel a little heartache.

Thousands of miles to be transported here, I don't know how much manpower and material resources it will take, but I actually brought moldy grain to make military food, so how can the soldiers eat?

After eating such food, how can people still be well, and how can they go to war? Even if they are fed to the animals, the animals are not eaten.

It's really a black heart.

This batch of military food impressed Yang Juntailing, not only because of the moldy grain, but also because of the people who escorted this batch of grain and grass.

The leader is his Yangmingbao fellow Sun Yuanfei.

The Sun family is a big family in Yangmingbao, and Juntai Ling and Sun Yuanfei are in the same village.

However, when Yang Juntai came out of the house, Sun Yuanfei was still a teenager. At this meeting, he was already the guard of Kaiyuan Mansion.

This made Yang Juntai have to sigh that time flies.

On that day, Sun Yuanfei stayed with him for one night, and the military commander also hosted a banquet to entertain Sun Yuanfei.

During the banquet, talking about this batch of moldy military rations, Sun Yuanfei couldn't help but scold, saying that the above had a black heart and actually purchased moldy grain.

After staying for one night, Sun Yuanfei threw down the grain and continued to move forward with the fodder for the horses.

Sun Yuanfei has already left, and Juntai Ling is still worried about his fellow countrymen from time to time, and he doesn't know if he will be held accountable because of this batch of grain.

Now, though, he's not worried. It is said that the battle was won at the front, and the Tatars had already surrendered. The imperial army has also advanced to the grasslands of North Windura.

Now that the battle has been won, it will be easier to do anything. When the time comes, no matter how reasonable it is, no one will care about these moldy military rations.

Besides, if all the seventy years of tribute on the northern Wendura grassland were really collected, this little grain would be nothing.

Except for the correspondence and the reception of officials, there is not much to do in the normal days of the military station.

Some of the officials who went to South Windura to take up their posts a few years ago and this year's military service is the biggest thing. The rest is that after the battle, the army returned to the DPRK.

Yang Juntai ordered that the army would win and return to the dynasty as soon as possible, and at that time, he would be able to completely relax.

After walking by the sack pile for a while, Yang Juntai ordered him to go back to eat.

At this time, a puff of smoke and dust rose on the official road in the direction of Bukui.

It must have been a horse.

Seeing that there are more people coming and going, Yang Juntai Ling is already very experienced. From the smoke and dust, he could tell how many people were coming.

The smoke and dust moved moderately fast, and from this point alone, Yang Juntai made a judgment: the people who came were rushing at full speed.

Sure enough, after a cup of tea, I saw a horse galloping over, and it was directly transferred to the military courtyard.

Someone dismounted, it was his fellow countryman Sun Yuanfei.

"Young Master Sun, why are you here?"

Yang Juntai hurriedly greeted him.

"Quick, eight hundred miles of urgent paperwork."

Eight hundred miles expedited? What paperwork is in such a hurry?

There is also a hierarchy of documents transmitted by the military. Important fast passes. If it's not important, it's slower.

Relatively fast, there are 300 miles, 400 miles, 500 miles ...... a day. Eight hundred miles is the highest level, and it is passed around the clock.

The rank is not arbitrary, if it is an unimportant document, a high grade is set, and it will be held accountable in the end. For so many years, Mazhuang Juntai has never transmitted an eight-hundred-mile urgent paperwork.

"Young Master Sun, are you sure it's an eight-hundred-mile rush? This is no joke. ”

"It's confirmed, this is an urgent letter from General Ningguta to the Ministry of War. Here, this is the fire ticket of the military department. ”

The fire ticket is the voucher for the transmission of documents, and the military station will only start to transmit documents after the fire ticket has been checked.

The combination of the fire ticket and the official post station played a role.

After checking the fire ticket, Yang Juntai didn't dare to slack off, and filled in the company list while calling people. At this time, the second pillar also came. The military order explained a few words, and the two pillars rode away.

"Fellow, feed my horses some forage and get me something to eat, damn it, I haven't eaten for two days."

"The meal is already there, Young Master Sun will go eat first, I'll feed you the horses, and I'll go over to accompany you in a while."

Sun Yuanfei was not polite, and entered the house by himself.

Yang Juntai ordered the horses to be fed, and when he entered the house, he saw Sun Yuanfei gobbling up.

"Young Master Sun, what happened. In such a hurry? ”

"Damn, we were defeated, and the Tatars were completely defeated, and we were defeated. These idiots, if they listened to Jia Huaiyuan, why would they be like this? ”

Jia Huaiyuan, Yang Juntai is naturally no stranger. It is said that this time, because of his opposition to the war, he was stripped of his reputation and cut to the people.

"Didn't the Tatars surrender, how could it be?"

"Where the surrender was made, it was just a false surrender, and the Tatars lured the enemy deep, so it was defeated."

"An army of 150,000, how can it be easily defeated?"

"The bullshit army of 150,000 is not even 100,000, and it is just empty salary."

"Have a bite to eat."

"Forget it, don't drink it, if you have the life to come back alive in the future, I will come to you to eat and drink again."

"You're going back?"

"The team was broken up, and I had to go back and gather the team. They are all soldiers from my hometown, I brought them out, if I go home by myself, how can I see my father and fellow villagers? Always do your best, and get as much as you can recover. ”

Sun Yuanfei finished eating, waited for a while, and saw that the horse had finished eating the forage, and then he was leaving.

Before getting on the horse, he stopped again.

"Fellow, let's plan for yourself, too. The Tatars have already chased to the steppe of South Windura, and it is estimated that Bukui will not be able to hold it. In the past two days, the troops have been withdrawn one after another, and you are not safe here. ”

After speaking, Sun Yuan flew on the horse. and galloped in the direction of Bukui.

Looking at Sun Yuanfei's back, Yang Juntai couldn't help but smile bitterly.

I wanted to flee for my life, but the army had not yet retreated, and if I had gone first, wouldn't I have sought my own death?

These military masters, you can't fight the Tatars, if you take me out, it's still a piece of cake.

Forget it, leave it to fate.

The original meal was eaten by Young Master Sun, so Yang Juntai had to make some hastily by himself.

After eating, I saw that there were teams withdrawing one after another.

To say that it is to evacuate, in fact, it is to flee for your life. Detachments lost their armor and flags. Many people have even changed their military uniforms.

When he arrived at the military platform, he didn't stop, but galloped over the official road.

Yang Juntai was puzzled at first, but when he thought about it, he understood. Now that the Tatars have arrived in South Ventura, and it is not far from here, these people naturally flee as far as possible.

When it was dark, Ningguta General Han Tiankui came. After drinking some tea in the military platform, he continued to retreat south.

The lieutenants have all fled, but what about the bosses? Why didn't the prince and the princess see each other?

Yang Juntai wanted to ask someone, but he felt that he had done it too much.

There are some things that should not be asked, and now that they are defeated, everyone is in a bad mood, and if they are not careful, they will be used as a punching bag, but they are asking for hardship.

From the beginning of the second day, there were no groups of people who retreated, only some rangers scattered. When I arrived at the military platform, I rummaged around looking for food.

Fortunately, Yang Juntai had already prepared, hid the food and valuable things, and hid himself from time to time, which can be regarded as escaping the military disaster.

Although he has escaped here, he is afraid that the people along the way to the south will suffer.

It wasn't until the fifth day that the number of defeated soldiers became smaller, and on this day, a total of about a dozen people passed.

Yang Juntai knew that the people who were alive were basically withdrawn.

In the past few days, he has been paying attention and observing, and has not found the team of the prince and princess.

Could it be that the crown prince and the princess had already ......, and he didn't dare to think about it.

But then hope rose in his heart.

Maybe they put on makeup and ran away, I didn't recognize it.

Fellow countryman Sun Yuanfei didn't come back, which made him worry all the time. The only thing that gave him some comfort was that the Tatars didn't chase after him.

What made him a little strange was that the people of the Bukui Provincial Corps did not seem to have withdrawn.

Could it be that the whole army has been wiped out? If the Tatars had captured Bukui, how could they not have seen a single one?

Yang Juntai decided that when anyone retreated, he must inquire. If the Tatars had captured Bukwe, they would have fled.

When it was dark, I came to ride, I didn't walk fast, and my clothes were very neat, and I didn't look in a hurry.

Got closer, it turned out to be acquaintance. It was Jia Lian, the commander of the first battalion of the Bukui Provincial Corps.

"Yang Juntai ordered, I came to disturb again. I'm going back to the imperial capital, I'll stay with you for the night tonight, I'll bring some wine and food, and we'll have a good meal for a while." ”

"Camp Commander Jia, I am happy that you came to live with me. But if the Tatars come, I won't be able to protect you. ”

"What? Tatars coming? Hahaha, Yang Juntai ordered, you are too worried. They can't come. ”

"Why can't you come? Didn't you take all of Bukui? ”

"They want to divination? Dream on. In Erdaojiang, he told our government corps to beat him up and throw down more than 3,000 corpses, and he didn't dare to come again. Dare to fight with our government corps, purely looking for death! ”

"The 150,000 army has been defeated, and you can defeat the Tatars with only a few people in your army corps?"

"It can't be said that it was defeated, anyway, Bu Kui is safe. You're safe here, too. ”

Oh my God, what the hell is going on? Why am I getting more and more confused?

Although Yang Juntai Ling was still suspicious in his heart, he calmed down when he saw Jia Lian's calm and relaxed appearance.

Just as the two were about to enter the house to eat and drink, a horse galloped into the courtyard.

One person turned over and dismounted, ragged, unkempt, took two steps, and hugged Jia Lian's thigh at once.

"Second Brother Lian, help."

Jia Lian was a little strange, but he felt that the voice was somewhat familiar.

If you look closely, you can't help but be surprised.

"Brother Pan, why are you here?"