There's nothing more boring than marching, especially a long and silent march in a monotonous environment, and the overall low speed.

There is no way, the low-level beggar army under the command of Zhao Gao was born from the peasant strong man, this level only has the combat effectiveness of the F-level troops, not to mention, its own movement speed is also extremely slow, and the daily march is only more than fifty miles without any disturbance, if you want to cross this desert, you have to go up for a month.

Fortunately, although the level is low, they are not without merit because of their tenacious survivability, as they are used to living a hard life, they only need very few resources to survive, and even three days without food can retain part of their combat effectiveness, and the requirements for military supplies are even simpler - it is good to have, even if there is nothing, it is the most ordinary normal, and it is not worth making a fuss about at all.

Therefore, it is completely understandable that Zhao Gao had a full 100,000 troops under his command, but only brought thousands of people with food, grass and equipment.

"Gaozi, I always feel that something is wrong." Lao Ba looked at these soldiers with a sad face, and there were no rules at all for camping, they were all a pile here and there; They didn't need any tent bedding either, and a few people could sleep with some dry straw mats and mats, leaning against each other; When I got up in the morning, it was also a mess, the left side was still eating black coarse grains, and the right side was in Dajie, and when the camp left, there was a large pool of yellow and white things left on the vast Gobi that was originally empty.

This is the survival rule of the beggar army, and military discipline alone is enough to make most of the top forces completely ignore them.

"Don't worry, the beggar army has grown up from the battle, and when they are attacked a few times, you won't have to worry about this problem at all." Zhao Gao didn't take these to heart at all, the beggar army is like this, there is no shortage of troops at all, even if they reached the historical epic under the leadership of the King of Martial Mourning, their weaknesses still exist.

But then again, if Zhao Gao can really take 100,000 high-level beggars out, Kangxi and Geldan will definitely not ignore it, and it is not uncommon to immediately turn the gun around and kill him on the spot.

As for now, the spies of the Great Qing Dynasty just glanced at it and left with a smile. Before leaving, he patted his chest on the "Great Khan" of Lao Ba, if there is any need, he can mention it to the local government, as long as it is not excessive, Emperor Kangxi will definitely meet their needs.

In his eyes, these 100,000 people are not as good as 100,000 pigs, and the third-rate cavalry of the Qing Dynasty only need one charge, and they can plow back and forth three rounds to go home for dinner.

"Is there really no problem with handing over the territory to Honghua?" Mak Linglong is worried about another issue. For the sake of this territory, the three of the old guy's team have been working hard for more than ten years to have the current situation, who expected that Zhao Gao did not hesitate at all, and handed over all the leadership to Honghua, including the core territory Quwo.

As for Honghua's own territory, after Wu Sangui fused with Geng Jingzhong's mountain elite soldiers in the three feudatories, it collapsed on all fronts, and only then did he have to become a vassal of Zhao Gao as a guest qing.

In fact, the situation of the other arbiters was not much better than hers, and in the face of the huge plot force, even if all the territories under their team were fused together, they were still far from being opponents.

"She only has secondary clearance." Zhao Gao didn't explain too much. Through the territory of the old clan, he has obtained a world authority control that is no less than that of ordinary plot forces, and compared to it, the authority of Honghua and others is relatively compressed a lot. Under the advantages of the other, Zhao Gao was not worried about what means the other party could use to threaten his actual dominance, and the relatively complete level accumulated by the Honghua team over the years would improve the details of the old clan's territory to a degree that Zhao Gao and the three of them could not imagine.

This is not the lack of effort of the old guy team, but the process of needing heritage and accumulation, the old guy team lacks nothing, but because of the short rise time is destined to be an inevitable shortcoming in this regard.

All in all, it is a choice to learn from each other's strengths, and to benefit both sides, and to divide the two evils - if he does not give enough sweetness, it is impossible to expect Honghua, or even other arbiter organizations, to be used by him.

Just when the three of them were worried, a chaotic voice came from the rear army. It turned out that a thousand-strong team at the tail of the right army had deviated from the direction of travel, and it was unconsciously separated from the army, and under the sluggish reaction of the F-level troops, it was discovered after half a day.

This is not the first time, this kind of thing happens almost every day, and non-combat attrition is difficult for even Zhao Gao to control, not to mention that he is not good at commanding large armies to fight, and a few thousand people are close to his upper limit.

"It's good that Le Yi is here!" Mai Linglong is also infinitely depressed, her speed is the fastest, this kind of bullshit thing has to wipe her ass in the end, she has an outstanding combat power, since entering this world, except for occasionally pretending to be forced in front of explorers, most of the time there is no use.

This is the norm and a paradox. Lords and nobles like Red Flower and Easy Real People may be good at fighting, but if the situation develops to the point where they really need to fight, often their outstanding combat effectiveness will not play a decisive role, except for fleeing.

"The Le Yi summoned by the Le Yi Theory is not without restrictions on use." Lao Ba muttered, at the most difficult moment when the old clan's territory was first established, Le Yi, who was at the peak of the historical epic, was the best banner, accompanying the initial growth of the old clan. It stands to reason that since entering this plot world, the time limit agreed with Le Yi has long passed, but Zhao Gao is more shameless and uses his authority to reasonably drill a loophole.

Whole deposit and zero withdrawal - once this concept was proposed, Le Yi collapsed, and the old eight collapsed.

What does that mean? That is, the agreed period of time does not change the total time, but the process is non-continuous. When Le Yi is not subordinate to the old clan, he can do whatever he wants, and he will not calculate the time until the war comes, and wait until the war is over-hehe!

According to this algorithm, Le Yi's remaining time is enough for the old clan to use it one hundred and eighty times, and as the old clan becomes stronger and stronger, ordinary battles really don't need Le Yi to go out in person.

In this way, the time of Le Yi's service is indefinite.

This is also a choice that has no way - although the old clan is not summoning Le Yi in a complete state, and its main growth direction is not the commander, but I have to say that sometimes no matter how strong the explorer is, it is not as good as these historical generals, and those Wei Wushu and Hufu cavalry archers have the command of Le Yi are completely two concepts, and no one feels more deeply than the immersive Mai Linglong.

When Zhao Gao and Lao Ba stuck to the old camp, Mai Linglong followed Le Yi to Mobei. A marginal tribe that belonged to the Qing Dynasty and finally had no choice but to rebel quickly collapsed without suspense under Le Yi's meticulous blows. With almost no losses, Le Yi completely collected all the resources of the entire tribe, allowing them to prepare their own dry food and trek through mountains and rivers to be slaves to the old clan in peace.

As for the process of the battle, in Le Yi's words, commanding thousands of top troops to attack this small tribe is a shameful thing to win the battle, that is, it can barely be seen without damaging the capture of all the troops.

It was precisely because of this battle that Kangxi temporarily retained his attitude towards the old clan and allowed the old clan to lead his own troops to eliminate rebellion for the Qing Dynasty.

What I didn't expect was that the old clan didn't mean to pull the elite out at all, but instead made this pile of rags, and rushed to the front line in such a mighty way.