Que Mu was dragged beyond recognition by the war horse, and he was already dead.

After a short rest, the army continued to march eastward, and many nearby tribes breathed a sigh of relief after watching the black-armored cavalry go away.

Basically every tribe has people who go to help in the war, but thankfully, these terrifying swallows have no intention of punishing them.

However, their happiness was destined not to last long, because after the 20,000 left and right Jingnan troops who followed up at night found that their own marquis battles were all over and did not wait for them to march eastward again, the four leading Jingnan army commanders vented all the depression in their hearts on these savage tribes.

After witnessing the powerful terror of the Yan people during the day, in the face of the Yan people who killed at night, many tribes did not have the courage to stop any resistance, and could only watch the Yan people's cavalry go straight into their tents.

burning, killing, looting, and venting to your heart's content, this is an ugly scene in war;

Even the Jingnan Army, which was created by Tian Wujing himself, was known for its strict military discipline, was no exception.

Tonight, blood and screams are the main theme here.

There is no justice or injustice to talk about, the Yan people can tolerate the existence of Chengguo, but they cannot allow another group similar to the desert barbarian to develop in their northeast.

Even if the king of the savages once worked as an errand in the Yan army, he can't say that he still yearns for the Yan country in his heart, but the Yan Emperor will not gamble, especially when he is fully capable of cutting off the rise of this nation, why should he take the risk to bet on this kind of illusory goodwill?

This is also the law of the dark forest.

Following

The left and right armies set off again, following the trail of the Chinese army and continuing eastward.

A few days later,

A "rabble" initiated by Shengle City and composed of many powerful Wubao owners finally passed through the Tianduan Mountain Range.

It's a ......... Pick up the army of leaks.

………

The army marched for seven days, and it was evident that the king of savages seemed to be confined to only a part of the snowfield, and did not completely and substantially cover the entire snowfield.

Especially in the west of the snowy field, his sense of power presence is very weak, here, it is basically the territory of many large and small savage tribes, and the savage cavalry that took the initiative to attack him at the beginning should be the only force sent here by the savage king.

On the way, the Yan army defeated three large tribes, night attack, bypass, and "encircled Wei to save Zhao", Jingnan Hou adapted measures to local conditions, and the already powerful Jingnan army plus Tian Wujing's use of troops like a god, did not take too many twists and turns to defeat these three tribes with a population of tens of thousands.

As for those more small and medium-sized tribes, Tian Wujing didn't pay attention to it, anyway, in two days, the left and right armies will help clean up the follow-up.

Army

Continue eastward.

Five days later, the army finally stopped and began to set up camp, because the sentinels in front of them reported that there was an army of savages in formation.

It's not the kind of soldiers and horses that are put together in the form of tribes, but real armies, which means that their own soldiers are about to touch the area actually controlled by the savage king.

Or, maybe the savage king has organized another large army to defend himself against the enemy in advance.

The number of opponents is around 30,000 and counting.

Tian Wujing finally stopped, letting the soldiers rest, and at the same time waiting for the left and right armies who had nothing to do but burn and loot along the way.

And today is the traditional "Wanfu Festival" of Yanguo, which is based on the theme of praying for good health, no disease and no disaster.

If the savage army that Que Mu encountered just after leaving the Tianduan Mountain Range was an appetizer, then the tribe that was defeated in the snow field rush in the next ten days was a small stir-fry, and the next was the real staple food.

"Only by eating the real headquarters of the savage king in front can it be regarded as reducing his strength, otherwise, everything our army has done before seems to have reduced the strength of the snow tribe, but in fact, it is making a wedding dress for this savage king."

Zheng Fan said while boiling milk tea.

Stir-fry the sugar color first, then add tea leaves to continue frying, and then add goat's milk to it.

"Ben Hou thought you were only thinking about business."

Tian Wujing sat opposite Zheng Fan.

After the two of them went into the Tianduan Mountain and the snow together, it was already a habit for the two to sit together on the bonfire when they were eating.

And Zheng Fan can always drum up some fresh food.

"The snow field is very similar to the desert, unlike our Dayan and Qianguo, even if there is an alliance between the tribes, they are still closed to each other, if the other tribes suddenly suffer, the rest of the tribes will be happy, because they can take the opportunity to annex the population and pastures of those tribes, and their strength will increase greatly."

This is the difference between everyone's political and military forms, in the orthodox Great Xia relict country, where there is a disaster or other disasters, as long as the center is not completely paralyzed, it will inevitably organize forces to rescue, and its national strength will naturally be weakened.

But this kind of state ideology does not exist in the desert and snowfield, they are more like a Gu breeding model.

"Therefore, the army in front, Ben Hou must eat it."

"Master Hou, the milk tea is ready."

Zheng Fan poured out the boiled milk tea and handed it to Tian Wujing.

Tian Wujing took the cup, took a sip, and asked:

"What is this?"

"Caramel milk tea, I created it myself."

"It's a little tired."

"Next time, I'll put more tea."

"Hmm."

Inside the military village, there are bonfires everywhere, filled with the aroma of roast mutton and mutton soup.

In this era, eating meat for a meal is really a luxury for ordinary people, even if the Jingnan soldiers have a salary, but they have to feed a family.

Even in the era of the progress of productivity in later generations, it is indeed no problem for ordinary people to eat meat at once, but it is shredded meat slices, and how many people can afford to make roast lamb chops that really make you?

"Soldiers, it's a person, not a thing, in your "Zheng Zi's Art of War", there are some places that are indeed too general, just like now, since the departure from Shengle City, it has been almost more than a month, although the soldiers are not homesick, but they are tired here, and they have indeed reached a certain level, so Ben Hou let them be happy for two days."

When Zheng Fan heard this, he nodded, thoughtfully, he knew that this was Tian Wujing teaching himself very specifically.

"No matter how strong the soldiers and horses, once the morale is low, there will be problems, for the generals, not only need to care about the soldiers' food and grass, but also should empathize, the so-called soldiers are single-minded, not only refers to you go to them to get a spoon to eat a meal together."

"Yes."

"As a general, don't be too intimate with the soldiers, too intimate, and the soldiers will be fearless of you; Don't be too alienated from the soldiers, too far away, the soldiers will definitely deviate from you, here, there is also a degree, you need to handle it yourself. ”

Zheng Fan continued to nod.

"The 20,000 soldiers and horses of the left and right armies don't have to worry about this, after they arrive in two days, our army can continue to march east to fight against the savages, the 20,000 horses along the way, in addition to burning and looting is burning and looting, the hard stubble has been picked out by us, from the general to the soldier's heart, in fact, there is a breath of anger.

In fact, there is a competition between them, and they don't want to wait for the battle to go back, and they have not even fought a decent battle. ”

"Yes."

"Keep these in your heart."

"The last will understand."

"My Dayan will use troops in the future, whether it is continuing to go down the snowfield, going to the desert, or going south to attack the Qian, it is an expedition of laborers, and the distance is extremely far, so how to maintain the morale of the soldiers and horses here is extremely important."

Zheng Fan nodded like pecking rice, and he had to maintain an extremely sincere look of gratitude.

At this time, a group of soldiers in the distance seemed to be eating and drinking too happily, and actually began to sing.

The song of the Yan people, with a kind of heroism belonging to the Yan people, is very rough and lofty, and gradually, more and more people should drink.

At this time, the military song has not yet come out, and what they sing is also the local folk song of Yinlang County, after all, most of the veterans of the Jingnan Army are from Yinlang County.

This reminded Zheng Fan that after the battle was over, he could write a military song or something for his soldiers and horses, and it could also enhance cohesion.

At this time, several generals gathered over and toasted Jingnanhou.

The wine is milk wine, the degree is not high, and people who don't usually drink it are really not used to drinking it, but at this time, it is already very good to have alcoholic beverages, and everyone will not be picky about this.

"Hou Ye Wanfu!"

"Hou Ye Wanfu!"

The generals knelt down and raised their bowls.

On the day of Halloultude, congratulating each other on Wanfu means that you are in good health and not sick.

Tian Wujing silently picked up the caramel milk tea that Zheng Fan had just brewed for him,

Humbly respected,

Then everyone drank together.

They are all men who have been beaten up in the army, and these generals are not as thick-skinned as Zheng Fan, and they don't dare to smile at Tian Wujing like Zheng Fan.

But under the venting of emotions,

Everyone raised their arms together,

Shouting:

"Hou Ye Wanfu, little Hou Ye Wanfu!"

Mrs. Tian Wujing's pregnancy is naturally known to the Jingnan Army.

At first, just a few generals were shouting, and soon, more and more soldiers around them began to raise their arms and shout:

"Hou Ye Wanfu, little Hou Ye Wanfu!"

Followed by

Tens of thousands of people in the entire military village began to chant together:

"Hou Ye Wanfu, little Hou Ye Wanfu! Wan Wan Wan Fu Hou Ye, Wan ”

Zheng Chengshou silently continued to cook caramel milk tea, and did not join in the fun.

Nima,

The feeling of this group of people shouting "Banzai" is the same as shouting "Banzai".

And Zheng Fan knows that it is estimated that the vast majority of people here may be shouting "long live" in their hearts.

The dark tide is already surging.

No, to be exact, it has been rippling for a long time.

In the eyes of these Qiu Ba, what scholars think of their own Hou Ye, and what folk opinions about their own Hou Ye, that is all nonsense,

With a knife in hand, dare to tell God to shut up!

Jingnan Hou has mastered the Jingnan Army for more than ten years, and his influence is reflected in all aspects of the Jingnan Army, and with Jingnan Hou leading everyone to win one battle after another, this influence has gradually transformed into a personality cult.

meantime

The whole camp shouted "Little Marquis Wanfu", and no one went to add a (or) a small county lord.

This may be an omission, or it may be a blessing, after all, wishing you to have a boy, even in many places in the Hereafter, is still an auspicious word, let alone in this era.

But is that really all there is to it?

Zheng Fan grabbed a handful of tea leaves and threw them into the small jar,

The whole army thinks about the little marquis, because it means that the Marquis of Jingnan has a queen, it means that the Tian family has a queen, and it also means that the Jingnan army has a ...... There are inheritors.

Although there have been rumors in the outside world that Zhenbei Hou has a son, a very mysterious son, who grew up in the army since he was a child, no one knows who it is, but no one is sure whether it is true or not;

But at least on the bright side, there is only one county lord in Zhenbei Hou Mansion, and now the second prince has entered the East Palace and become the crown prince, so the county lord of Zhenbei Hou Mansion has entered Yanjing to become the crown princess, which should also be put on the agenda.

In the future, if nothing else, the imperial grandson of Yan Kingdom will be the grandson of the Hou Mansion in Zhenbei, with half of the Li family's blood flowing in his body.

Although the second prince is Tian Wujing's nephew, if Tian Wujing has his own son,

nephew, in front of his own son, is not a fart.

Time

Zheng Fan was a little stunned,

What he and Jing Nanhou said in the Tianduan Mountain Range more than a month ago suddenly came to his mind,

Tian Wujing said he wanted a daughter.

Zheng Fan's back suddenly began to feel cold,

If

The cuckoo was born as a boy,

What will happen?