With so many people, even if they sneak away, they will definitely leave clues. I followed the footprints in the sand around the barracks, rode the old horse, and chased all the way up.

I have Yun Han's map in my hand, which shows the location of supply points and baggage.

For so many people to act at the same time, it is always necessary to prepare some loot.

These burdens are the spoils of war.

There are forty teams, but there are only three supply points, and I am afraid that these people will have already experienced two or three battles before they reach the supply points, and more than half of the number of people will be consumed. And at this time, the warm-up of the combat exercises can be regarded as the real beginning.

The closest supply point to Boqian's team was Gaolinpo, and it was about thirty or forty miles southwest of Greywind City. If the old horse was galloping, it shouldn't be a problem for most of the day, but I was reluctant to do it.

This is a frontier, and the climate is different from that of the city, and the old horse's feet are covered with horses' hooves, which also hinders its speed to a certain extent. I can't bear to let the old horse be so tired, I still want it to be with me for a long time.

I feel so sorry for the old horse, of course Bo Qian will not lose his war horse. In the battle, although the horse does not have a military badge, if anyone really lets the horse die, he will definitely be hammered to death by his brother before the enemy comes.

In the army, how precious a mount is!

I went west, and near dawn, I approached them a few miles away.

It was beginning to get dark, and they seemed to have just stopped, and some of the tents had not yet been erected.

I hadn't had time to look at the terrain around me, and I didn't understand for a moment why they had chosen to set up camp here. But just as I dismounted to inquire about their situation, I suddenly felt a pain in my neck, and my eyes went black, and I fell to the ground.

Before I fell unconscious, there was only one thought in my head: Which king and eight lambs knocked me unconscious?!

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An army of 40,000 men actually had forty commanders. It stands to reason that all forty of these teams should be led by the commander. I don't know what Yun Han is thinking, he doesn't let the commander Meng Xia lead the team, but let Bo Qian, the captain, be the general, and Meng Xia be his lieutenant.

This annoyed Meng Xia.

Annoyed is annoyed, but he really doesn't dare to ask Yun Han why he did this. Every time he went to Yun Han's tent, he would accidentally destroy something because of anger, and before he could talk about the idea after every greeting, he was kicked out by Yun Han because of a mistake. After coming down a few times, Yun Han ordered that he should not be allowed to enter his tent, and when he saw him, he fled as if he had seen a plague god.

Mengxia, this rough man, is very aggrieved.

This level of grievance is the same as hearing that the general who heard this battle exercise was Captain Boqian.

However, looking at the whole box of military books that Bo Qian ordered people to carry, Meng Xia was quickly relieved.

This Bo Qian is a lieutenant, who only teaches soldiers, and has no actual experience in leading the army. When the time comes, isn't he still controlling the army?

Even if Yun Han didn't recognize his name, of course the soldiers would know that this credit belonged to him!

It doesn't matter if Yun Han knows it or not, in the army, the most important thing is the loyalty and admiration of his own soldiers!

For the time being, he succumbed to Bo Qian, and as his deputy, he was afraid that he would endure for a few days. When Bo Qian makes a mistake in battle and takes the lead, he will naturally have a chance to take the lead!

Early in the morning, the big guy had been on the road all night, and finally had to stop and set up camp.

Mengxia relied on his fine horse and slept on the back of the horse for half a night, and he was in good spirits at this time.

Reading is exciting, reading is wonderful!

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