Bidusi led a group of pro-soldiers out of the city at a gallop. Yang Ling listened to the meaning of Bi Dusi's words, and actually sent someone to the post office to grab grain, not caring about the sore hips, he hurriedly got on the horse, and galloped to the post office.

The little official who had just pulled his sleeve followed his horse and said hurriedly: "My lord, you shouldn't have promised to give him military rations, what should you do now?" ”

Yang Ling was like a puppet, but he still couldn't help but shout: "Why shouldn't it? Is it impossible for the soldiers to fight hungry? Withholding military rations, which dynasty and which generation is a big crime to kill the head! ”

The little official smiled bitterly and said, "My lord, how dare a little official like us casually withhold military rations?" Who is to blame for not bringing enough of their own food? ”

Yang Ling said angrily: "Nonsense, obviously there are two warehouses of military rations, which are enough for ten days, you dare to bully me in person?" ”

The little official said: "How dare the little one, although there is surplus grain in the warehouse, but it is the main soldier of the family, and these reserve soldiers only bring those grains, what do they have to do with me?" My lord, even thirty percent of Sun Dusi's grain was transferred from the grain of the main soldiers. ”

Yang Ling asked: "Slow down, slow down, you say slowly, what's going on?" ”

The little official hurried to the side of the road and told Yang Ling carefully, it turned out that among the five battalions of soldiers and horses under the command of General He Shen, it was his cronies who were stationed in the three cities of the east, west and south, and they were the main soldiers in the Huailai area, that is, the local permanent garrison army.

Among the two battalions of soldiers and horses that rushed out of the city in the first place, Sun Dazhong's army was called the guest army, that is, the soldiers from other provinces, although they had been permanently deployed to defend the local area out of the need for garrison, but their food and grass supplies, manpower supplements, and even the supply of horses, knives and guns were still the responsibility of the original province Henan.

Bi Chun's soldiers were called reserve soldiers, and they were temporarily transferred from the Zhejiang Guards, but they were only the few months when the Mongols were most likely to commit border crimes every year, and they had to go back later.

This time, the Tatars attacked more than 10 post stations at the same time between several neighboring counties, and the beacon fire spread to the capital, and the Xuanfu general army sent three generals to rush to the aid of Zhuolu, Huailai, and Chixian, and sent two guerrilla generals to fight in a mobile manner, and the army was in a hurry. The baggage battalion is the direct subordinate unit of General Yongning, and the shipment of grain and grass naturally does its best to carry the men and horses of the headquarters, so Sun Dazhong and Bi Chun's troops did not even bring enough military rations.

Although Sun Dazhong's soldiers were guest troops, because they were permanently garrisoned, it was nothing to temporarily transfer some supplies from the main army, and they would report to the treasurer of Fucheng to deduct them from the money and grain transported from Zhejiang. However, the reserve army is a randomly selected army, and it will return to its original station after the beginning of spring. At that time, transportation was inconvenient, local officials were inefficient, and it was common for them to pass the buck and default on military salaries.

Yang Ling listened to the explanation of the little official, and felt a little unbelievable, such a critical department as the army could not achieve the overall planning and expenditure of money, food, and military salaries, such a rigid and rigid and unrealistic military supply system, I really don't know which idiot formulated it, no wonder Fang just walked around the city, and saw that the uniforms of the soldiers in each battalion, the specifications and quality of weapons were uneven.

At this time, he also knew that he had promised too much, but if the soldiers couldn't even eat enough, how could the morale of the soldiers be guaranteed? What's more, Bi Chun's baggage is just too late to arrive, as long as the treasurer of the Shufu City adjusts the accounts of the various armies in time, it is not a big problem to think of it, and Yang Ling's heart is gradually at ease when he thinks about it.

It is said that it has slanted to the west, and the post office is covered in snow, bathed in the cold sun. Every twenty paces hangs a lantern of unclear color hanging from the passage under the east gable, gently swaying in the wind.

Five carriages stopped on the gentle slope of the channel one after another, and the people in front of them were noisy, all with southern accents, with knives and guns, murderous, and it seemed that there were more than forty people. More than a dozen post guards in front of the post barn were holding whistle sticks, and under the leadership of a small official, they were blocking the door of the barn, and they were fighting cocks and arguing.

Yang Ling saw this image and tightened the clockwork, and hurriedly rushed over and shouted: "Stop me, tell me something!" ”

Bi Dusi's personal soldier Zheng Dapeng stood next to a general with rolled sleeves and a ring-headed machete on his shoulder, the man was full of murderous face, like a butcher, Zheng Dapeng whispered a few words to him, he glanced at Yang Ling with slanted eyes, waved his hand, and the soldiers suddenly fell silent.

When the little official guarding the door saw Yang Ling, he hurriedly jumped to his feet and shouted: "Lord Yicheng has arrived, my lord, these soldiers want to rob the army of food!" Hehe, Lao Tzu just crawled out of the pile of dead, and you're still afraid of you big-headed soldiers? ”

When those soldiers heard this, they immediately became noisy again, and Yang Ling hurriedly raised his hands and shouted: "Be quiet, this Brother Qiu must have conveyed the military order of Bi Dusi, all the soldiers must not make noise, which one of the military officers present has the highest rank?" Please come forward and count the food with this post box, and you can receive it by signing and drawing it."

The officer standing next to Zheng Dapeng paced out, straightened his chest and said shyly: "Count your acquaintance, we are working hard in front, but there is food here but we are hungry, when we are easy to bully?"

The little clerk who kept the warehouse ate and said: "My lord, this grain can't be distributed to them without authorization, they are."

Yang Ling interrupted him and said, "I know, they are reserve troops and guest troops, and their heavy grain and grass have not yet arrived!" He glanced at everyone and said loudly: "At the same time, I also know that they are brave divisions, the saviors of this county, and when the rooster is in danger, it is they who rush to the front, drive away the Tartars, and save the lives of the fathers and elders of the city."

He asked the soldiers, "If I'm not mistaken, that musket team is the soldiers of your battalion, right?" ”

"Not bad!" The officer's face was full of pride, he glanced around proudly, and said loudly: "There are too few firecrackers in the northern army, and only our southern army is equipped with a special firecracker team!" ”

Yang Ling nodded and said: "Well, now that the enemy army has retreated, all over the county, including the parents, wives and children of all the brothers, can have a full meal and sleep well, on what basis?" With these brave soldiers stationed at the head of the city for us, the Tartars will not dare to invade again! ”

He said loudly: "You say, why do you not pay for the grain when you have food in the warehouse, do you want these officers and soldiers who are charging into battle to stay hungry outside the city for us?" The heroes are shedding blood for us, and we can't let the heroes shed blood and tears! ”

These words are too inflammatory, who cares what these little soldiers think in those days? Who really cares about their role? It was an era when a hundred battles and military achievements were inferior to a splendid article.

The swords and guns held high by the soldiers were quietly lowered, and the anger on their faces was swept away, and they were both proud and moved, their eyes were a little moist, and the butcher-like officer's face was trembling.

Yang Ling's words changed, and he said, "Besides, what do we have to worry about?" They are from Jiangsu and Zhejiang, Jiangsu and Zhejiang are the land of fish and rice, seven or eight out of ten of the world's annual endowments come from Jiangsu, Zhejiang, Huguang, such a rich place is still afraid of borrowing grain and not paying it back? ”

"Yes, I am guaranteed by the head of the British and the Xiang, and when the rations of our army arrive, they must be returned to the treasurer first, and the particles are not owed!" was praised and praised by Yang Ling, and the officer also felt like a national hero, and slapped his chest loudly, and said loudly.

Yang Ling breathed a sigh of relief, glanced at the little official guarding the warehouse, and shouted, "Don't you open the warehouse to release grain?" He smiled at Guan Shouying again: "General Guan, I am really sorry for delaying the brothers' dinner, but the treasury is heavy, and I hope that the general will take care of the brothers, and wait for my people to move the grain after the scales, don't mess up the rules."

Guan Shouying was called by him as a general, and hurriedly agreed: "It's easy to say, it's easy to say, don't ask Lord Yicheng to order." He glared at him and shouted loudly to his soldiers: "Brothers, give me some peace, don't lose face to our Zhejiang soldiers."

A group of officers and soldiers agreed in a chaotic manner, Guan Shouying slapped Yang Ling on the shoulder, and said with a smile: "Brother is the captain of the personal army under the command of Lord Bi, Yang Yicheng, I have handed over this friend of yours."

The personal soldiers are only responsible for the personal safety of the generals, and they also serve as the supervising team when they are stationed, although this captain is not a big official, he is indeed Bi Chun's henchman. Yang Ling naturally flattered him, and casually took out the words of a few people's soldiers, which made Guan Shouying feel as amiable as he was.

Finally answered correctly and walked away from this group of Qiu Eight Masters, Yang Ling shook back to his own door, only then did he feel sore, his bones seemed to fall apart, he entered the house, and fell directly on the kang and let out a long breath.

Seeing his tiredness, Han Youniang hurriedly took off his boots for him, lifted his legs onto the kang, sat next to him and gently beat his legs, and said softly: "Xianggong, is your body tired?" Let's eat again."

The kang head was burning warmly, and Han Youniang's hands were so soft, Yang Ling was so comfortable that a tiredness hit his heart, and he didn't even bother to open his eyes. He leaned comfortably on the quilt and muttered, "Young lady, I'm so tired and sore."

Han Youniang changed from beating to pinching, gently kneading his sore muscles starting from her calves, and gently pursed her lips and smiled: "Young lady rubbed Xianggong, it would be good if this was a little medicinal wine, and it would be good to ensure that Ming'er would not be sour at all."

A comfortable and itchy feeling came from the calf, Yang Ling sighed comfortably, relaxed his body and enjoyed her gentleness, after a while, he suddenly sounded something, hurriedly opened his eyes and said: "My body is too bad, I have to exercise in the future, by the way, I saw that the stick you used in the city today is so good, it's great!" What is that called?"

Han Youniang's face turned red, she massaged his legs timidly, and said hesitantly: "It's all some country style, what is the husband asking about this?" ”

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