(I thought about it for a whole day, hoping that more people would pay attention, ask for tickets, and ask for collections!) ）

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On the twenty-first day of the first month of the third year of Xuanhe of the Great Song Dynasty, the fifth team of the right forward army, with Han Shizhong as the captain and Ning Ze as the deputy captain, marched towards the southeast. Pen? Interesting? Pavilion wWw. ｂiquge。 ｉｎfo

It's huge, but it's only a hundred. But in Ning Ze's eyes, he was already a lot of people, so when he wrote his memoirs later, he insisted on using the four words mighty and mighty, boasting that his first battle out of the mountain was spectacular.

Before leaving, Zhang Hao took his hand affectionately and babbled a lot of inseparable words, and Ning Ze selectively lost his memory. However, there are a few words that he cares about, the first is that Zhang Hao said that he would write an urgent express letter and sent it to Tong Xianggong as soon as possible, indicating that he had gone to the front line. I believe that the Children's Guild will accept him, and he doesn't have to be born and die.

The second is to send Ning Ze's Xiaobai from the Qiji camp, and he also paid out of his own pocket to match him with a good saddle to ensure that he can sit comfortably without hemorrhoids.

Ning Ze was really a little moved. Such a considerate person, even if he has some disabilities, is excellent for himself, and he must repay others in the future.

But he felt that the whole team was really embarrassed to have horses to ride, so he had to be cheeky and open to others, can you get one for Han Wuye? Before he could open his mouth, Wang Dayong, who was accompanying him to see him off, had already raised his eyebrows, and waved his hand to let Han Wuye convince the big green-maned horse.

The infantry team of 100 people was actually equipped with war horses, which was a precedent in the Great Song Dynasty, where horses were in short supply.

Anyway, they just stinking out like that.

According to Ning Ze's meaning, anyway, Fang La can't die for a while, it's better to go over slowly, and it's good to travel in a group. But Han Shizhong didn't have the same idea with him at all, people were already going crazy in Yingchang, and they were rushing to make meritorious contributions. What's more, didn't you invent the twelve military rules Ning Erlang? Don't you take the brothers to test the results of the training?

He planned to force the march of 120 li a day, and strive to reach the main army in about ten days. Now the army is in Zhenjiang, 150,000 people, that is called mighty.

One hundred and twenty miles a day? Ning Ze was taken aback, even if he had Xiaobai, he had to turn his ass upside down, didn't he? He persuaded Han Shizhong not to be too anxious, he had to feel sorry for his brother, and it was not cost-effective to wait until he was on the front line to lie down tired. In the end, the two bargained for two-thirds, eighty miles a day, and the trip was put into twenty days.

Grudgingly accept!

Because there were not many people, Wang Dayong gave each person a full five yuan of money in the attitude of sending the plague god, and sent ten days of dry food supplies. The fifth team didn't get any more baggage trucks or anything like that, and they walked really briskly.

The effect of the training has been clearly reflected at this time, don't look at these brothers who are still two or two in normal times, once the military order is down, it is the absolute obedience of the order, and even the pace of trotting and walking is completely the same. Sitting on Xiaobai and hearing such a rhythmic running sound behind him, Ning Ze really felt a little enjoyable.

Eighty miles a day, even if he was riding on a horse, Ning Ze was still a little unbearable. The main thing is that the inner side of the legs is grinding badly. Han Shizhong laughed at him for being able to lower a horse but not being able to ride a horse, and taught him how to use dexterity to lift his hips and loose his legs, stick to the horse's back, and let his body follow the horse's movements.

After resting at night, Ning Ze learned for the first time the hardships of sleeping in the open air without a tent and with the cold wind howling. Although the bonfire was lit, it was so cold that he desperately wrapped his clothes and slept with the robes.

After ten days of such a day intermittently, I was lucky enough to meet large prefectures and counties such as Ruyin, Lujiang and other places, and naturally there were local soldiers to receive them. Walking to the barren mountains and mountains, it is inevitable that there will be another bitterness. Fortunately, it was the end of winter and spring, and the rain was not too much, so I finally did not suffer from the sin of bitter wind and rain.

But after persevering all the way, Ning Ze's spirit became more and more vigorous, and he was tired of riding a horse every day, and he even came down to trot with the brothers for thirty or forty miles, and he could bear it.

Unknowingly, on the first day of February, it has arrived in Liyang. Across the river, opposite is Jinling.

What Liyang is called in the later generations Ning Ze is not very clear, but he only remembers the sentence that Tianmen interrupted Chu Jiangkai. It is said that there is an ancient crossing of the Hengjiang River, and it has always been a place where soldiers must fight.

The brethren were so tired that even those who had marched nearly a thousand miles in a hurry needed to rest. Han Shizhong ordered the team to repair on the spot for one day, and on the second day, he crossed the river and went straight to Zhenjiang to find a strategy to make most of Wang Yuan converge.

Han Shizhong was in a hurry to cross the river, and was stationed at the Bawang Temple in the east of Wujiang Town that night.

Bawang Temple, close to the Bawang Temple, is where Xiang Yu killed himself.

The past has tumbled and rolled over for thousands of years, and the majestic wind of the past is still echoing in this river tide. Ning Ze and Han Shizhong stood side by side, looking at the turbulent river from afar, Han Shizhong said with a smile: "In the past, Xiang Yu's courage and woman's kindness led to the defeat of the army and his own slaughter here, but he would rather die than the river. Our brothers, we are about to go to Jiangdong to suppress bandits and kill thieves, isn't it wonderful? ”

Ning Ze nodded slightly, and said casually: "Life is a hero, and death is also a ghost." So far, I think of Xiang Yu and refuse to cross Jiangdong! Although the overlord is defeated, he is still a good man! ”

"Brother chant a good poem! Can you write it down and give it to your brother? Han Shizhong said in surprise. He had never heard such a strange sentence.

Ning Ze was stunned for a while, alas, this big sister Li is still singing and making peace with Brother Zhao, this poem has not come out yet. Why did you unknowingly infringe on someone's copyright?

"Okay, when you get to Zhenjiang, my brother will write it down for you!" Ning Ze has an attitude of not doing anything, since it has been exposed, then hurry up and register for publication, lest there really be a day in the future when people don't know and chant again, this lawsuit is not easy to fight.

The two of them were exhausted and were about to go back to rest, when Han Shizhong suddenly pointed to the distance to the east and said, "Look over there, who are those people, why do you come out late at night to do activities?" ”

He is an eagle eye, and it is estimated that the future will be the eyesight of an Air Force pilot, of course, he can see far and clearly. Ning Ze was confused, stretched his neck and didn't see a bird. I had to shake my head: "I can't see it, it's too dark!" ”

"No, these people are secretive, not above board!" Han Shizhong said: "I'll keep it, you go and call the brothers over!" His tone was solemn, Ning Ze didn't dare to delay, and promised to raise his leg and run towards the Overlord Temple.

The soldiers of the fifth team had just fallen asleep, and this guy shouted: "Urgently assemble!" The soldiers jumped up like springs, not wanting to immediately put themselves in order, holding iron guns in their hands, and looking at Ning Ze energetically.

"Let's go!" Ning Ze waved his hand, took the lead and rushed back.

Kankan ran to where Han Shizhong was standing, he had already bent down, heard the footsteps of the large group of people behind him, and did not look back, stretched out his hand to make a gesture of stopping. The five teams of soldiers crouched down on the spot and followed him to look ahead.

The group of people on the opposite side could already see more clearly, Ning Ze visually saw that there were about four or five hundred people, and the black pressure was pressed together, and they were advancing rapidly along the beach on the bank of the Yangtze River.