Liu Xiaoqi resisted the new round of invasion of the Sandman, blinked his eyes hard, and then raised his hand to cover his mouth and yawned loudly. Pen | fun | pavilion www. ｂｉｑｕｇｅ。 The corners of the eyes are a little wet, but it relieves the fatigue of the eyes. He pinched the bridge of his nose, knowing that it was almost the most difficult second half of the night during the vigil, and took out a few pieces of silver dancao from the small cloth pocket tied to the cowhide belt around his waist and put them in his mouth to chew, and the mouthpiece was suddenly cool, and his spirit was lifted.

From Fushun to Guizhou, Liu Xiaoqi and his companions walked hundreds of miles. This was the first time he had left since he fled to Fushun. As one of the guards who had distinguished themselves in peacetime -- no, they were now serious militia members in Fushun County -- Liu Xiaoqi was on the first batch of lists -- along with the entire army he had brought with him when Li Yongzhong sent men to Guizhou this time.

This time, Li Yongzhong went to Guizhou at the expense of the Yamen, and only one Cao Jinliang was by his side. He Tai was responsible for the training of soldiers and the patrol of Fushun; Wang Huanzhi has to take care of the family, and he has to deal with the well field, and the Li family's big mess is inseparable from Li Sanzhong. The number of people who can be called upon is stretched thin, and Li Yongzhong has already had to start thinking about where to search for some talents -- even if he has consciously started to educate the guards to read and write among them a few years ago, it is far from the time to reap the results, and the best guards are now only able to read and write and calculate on a daily basis, and it is far from enough to be independent.

On duty with Liu Xiaoqi was Zhao Bing, who was in the same army as him. At this time, I was already a little sleepy, yawning with a gun and drowning all day long. Liu Xiaoqi glanced at him, and suddenly reached out to push him, almost throwing him to the ground. Zhao Bing was startled, stood up dangerously, and suddenly broke out in a cold sweat, where is there still half a point of sleep! He turned around and complained to Liu Xiaoqi: "Liu Wuchang, people are scary and scared to death!" ”

Liu Xiaoqi threw a few dry firewood into the bonfire in front of him, squinted at him, and sneered: "I don't think you will be scared to death, but trapped to death." He also taught him: "If you fall asleep at night, you will be found by Cao Tou, who patrols the night, and you will wait for the good fruit to eat!" ”

Hearing Cao Jinliang's name, Zhao Bing didn't dare to complain anymore - now Cao Jinliang no longer personally trains new soldiers, but every time he is assessed, he must be one of the examiners, and no one is not afraid of him - swallowed his saliva, looked around carefully, and put the spear in his arms again, Zhao Bing bumped Liu Xiaoqi with his shoulder, and whispered: "Captain Wu, there are really barbarians around here?" ”

Stirring the fire with the tip of the gun, Liu Xiaoqi replied to him casually: "This is the territory of the barbarians, where can there be none?" He bowed his mouth to the camp of the official army not far away, and whispered: "If it weren't for the barbarian trouble, Guizhou would be fighting everywhere, how would the government apportion it, and how would Zhong Guan'er bring us to Guizhou?" ”

Zhao Bing sighed, and whispered to Liu Xiaoqi: "This time I came out, my mother and son were worried at home, and they all said that the barbarians were cruel, and it would be good if they met him." My mother originally wanted to tell me not to go, but I signed the Li family's deed and took a lot of money. ”

The discussion of the two low-level soldiers naturally could not enter the ears of the big man, and at this moment, although the night was deep, including Li Yongzhong and Cao Jinliang, they did not sleep, but gathered in Chen Xianda's tent, and the faces of the three people were not very relaxed.

Chen Xianda slammed the tea bowl on the table, glared at his son-in-law, and said angrily: "What I say to you will be all deaf ears?" Zhong Guan'er, you will bring someone back to me early tomorrow morning! This matter of marching and fighting is handled by our own warriors, what are you worried about? ”

Li Yongzhong glanced at Cao Jinliang with a headache, and wanted him to say a few words, but he didn't expect that this person would become a saw-mouthed gourd since he entered the tent, either drinking tea with a taste, or not knowing where he was in a daze, so he looked at it again, and actually closed his eyes and dozed off! I hated Li Yongzhong so much that my teeth itched!

"Father-in-law is angry." Li Yongzhong had to try to explain: "The son-in-law must not dare to meddle in the affairs of the official army, but according to the arrangement of the yamen, the son-in-law must be generous this time, and he must obtain the signature of the grain and grass supervision of the big battalion, otherwise he will not be able to get the salt lead, and he will run for nothing." ”

“…… Then I asked this person next to you to go, and the old man saw that he would be more useful than you. Chen Xianda glanced at Cao Jinliang, who seemed to be asleep, and there was no smile on his face, "I heard from the scholar that he was guilty." Now that you're swaggering all the way with such a group of people, do you think you've seen fewer people? I'm glad it came to me! Believe it or not, if you go to other camps, someone will force them into the camp! ”

Li Yongzhong also lowered the expression on his face, his eyes flashed sharply, and he said calmly: "These things are not uncommon, and I have heard of my son-in-law from time to time. But if anyone really dares to do this, I am not an anvil on the board, he can handle it! ”

Chen Xianda looked very different from the majestic but straightforward person in his daily life at the moment, and a smile appeared on his face, and he said meaningfully: "I have been in Yibin in the past two years, and I have heard your reputation a lot. Zhong Guan'er, it's not that your father-in-law looks down on you, but in this world, if you have no power or money, you can't get ahead, and if you have money and no power, it's even more miserable. The rich merchant did not go to seek a famous background, but you are different, you only focus on making money, buying land, and raising soldiers. Zhong Guan'er, tell me honestly, what are you going to do? ”

The candlelight flickered, pulling out a dark, long figure of Qianhe, which was reflected on the tent. Li Yongzhong's heart jumped, his palms were already sweating, but he still smiled calmly on his face, and said calmly: "Father-in-law's words, son-in-law really don't understand. My family has been a salt merchant for generations, and I was born to only boil salt and sell salt, and as for the scientific research and art, it is not a matter of half a point. Now that the world is not good, I can't say that one day a thief will come to the door, and my son-in-law has no choice but to raise a strong army -- don't hide it from my father-in-law, I am indeed training and raising soldiers according to Qi Shaobao's method. ”

"Your father mentioned you to me." After a moment of silence, Chen Xianda suddenly brought up an irrelevant past, he squinted his eyes and thought back for a moment, and said quietly: "That was the last time I met your father, and after the chaos, I never saw your father again." You were only eleven or twelve years old at that time, and I remember your father saying, 'Zhongguan'er, this child really doesn't look like he was raised by my salt family.' I didn't believe it at the time, but when I looked at you in the past two years, I found that it was your father who saw you accurately. ”

He reached out and lifted the teapot, poured the tea that was already no heat into the cup, and watched the tea gradually fill, Chen Xianda sighed, looked at Li Yongzhong with a complicated face, hesitated for a rare moment, and finally spoke: "Zhong Guan'er, I have a thought here, I want you to hear it." ”

It was still dark, and not long after the end of the day, the soldiers got up at the officer's reprimand, simply filled their bellies with some bread, helped each other to put on their armor, and then walked out of the woods with pine torches. He walked groggily for almost two hours, and when the sky was bright, Chen Xianda ordered to come down and the whole army rested.

The speed of the officers and soldiers is not fast, when almost all the soldiers sit on the ground and gasp for breath, the guards who have been following them seem extremely calm, they sit quietly on the ground, help each other relax in pairs, and untie the bamboo tube on their waists to drink water, compared with the hundreds of chaotic officers and soldiers, but these small groups of dozens of people have more military temperament.

Zheng Guocai stared at the group of guards sitting on the ground not far away with complicated eyes, and then turned back to look at the dozens of people in his hand, which was really embarrassing. He simply turned his back and didn't look at it, but he couldn't stand the two general flags standing next to him and watched it with relish, and it was lively to say a word.

"Tsk," the general banner named Zhang Consistent on weekdays said in a loud voice, "This is the militia?" What a battle! Look at the weapon in someone's hand! Boy! The head of the gun is half a foot longer than the one in our hands! ”

The general banner who was in Zheng Guocai's team with him next to him laughed at him and said, "Where is this going?" I just quietly went over and took a look, and half of those dozens of people had firecrackers on their backs! He sighed: "It's really in the salt merchants, the people are rich, and we poor soldiers really can't compare!" ”

Hearing the firecracker, Zhang Cheng pouted and muttered, "If it's really a nouveau riche from a merchant, he doesn't have half a point of knowledge!" If you have money, you need good knives and guns, what is the use of firearms? I can't shoot three shots, and I have the bad luck, and the bore is blown up so that my face becomes pockmarked! ”

The other general flag was a little more knowledgeable than Zhang Zhengyi, and frowned: "I saw the fire gun just now, and I thought that it was very different from the style we usually use, and it was a little similar to the bird gun, but it looked more neat." But speaking of which," he said, touching his chin, he said a little strangely, "I don't seem to see the arquebus of the firebolt." ”

Zheng Guocai's eyes narrowed when he heard this.

After resting for half an hour, Chen Xianda ordered that he must rush to the Miao village in the morning, and after lunch, he would attack it. The officials of the hundred households did not dare to slack off, urging the soldiers to get up, hundreds of people suddenly accelerated their speed, everyone walked with their heads bored, even so, after half an hour, some people gradually fell behind, fortunately the road was not far, and after walking for an hour, they arrived at the former Mu Xiwei, and now under the Miao Village.

Chen Xianda took the cowhide water bag handed by the soldiers, drank it with a sigh of relief, threw the water bag to the soldiers, and stood on a stone with his waist crossed to look at the stockade on the mountain, and his brows wrinkled fiercely - this terrain is really not good, the stockade is condescending and does not mention it, the mountain is steep here, and the stockade is on a flat dam on a hill that seems to be flattened by a giant axe, if you want to go up, except for the mountain road that is now impossible to walk, you can only climb up from the front hand and foot.

"This he. Mother. How are you going to fight!? For a while, there was only one thought left in the hearts of Qianhu, who had experienced a hundred battles.