Chapter 9: Winning the Command (6)

"The third uncle is self-controlled...... Fu Ying didn't want to think about it, and instinctively prepared to agree. However, halfway through the words, the second half of the sentence was stuck in his throat, and the red on his face turned pale.

As Fu Yanqing's favorite eldest daughter, she really knows best what her father and the elders in the clan are!

Earlier, Zheng Ziming said that before the situation is clear, most of the forces along the way will choose to stand by and watch. Five years ago, Li Shouzhen was defeated and knew that he was trapped in the city, but the Fu family never sent half of the dead to come to the rescue. Today's matter, in the eyes of many elders of the Fu family, is just replacing Li Chongxun with Guo Jungui, how could they be willing to sacrifice their own soldiers and horses for this?

"I wrote a letter to the King of Wei, and my sister-in-law just gave it to his old man for a look. I believe that after his old man sees it, he will make the most beneficial choice for the Fu family. In addition, I also crossed the line just now and prepared a hundred personal soldiers for my sister-in-law's sect training, and my sister-in-law brought them with me before returning to her parents' house. As if he could guess why Fu Ying's face changed so quickly, Zheng Ziming pointed to the letter bag and added in a low voice, the smile on his face was full of composure and confidence.

Thinking that the other party had forced his father to have no way out a few months ago, Fu Ying's heart immediately swelled with a little confidence. He raised the letter bag between his eyebrows with both hands, and nodded solemnly, "Third uncle, don't worry, I am one with the prince." We will never fail your brothers!"

"Sister-in-law doesn't let you shave your eyebrows, junior brother is waiting for your good news! At this moment, the personal soldiers should have been assembled, and I will take you to hand over!" Zheng Ziming arched his hand and slowly led Fu Ying out of the door.

Personally ending the troubled times and reorganizing the picturesque mountains and rivers is the grand wish made by him, Chai Rong and Zhao Kuangyin on the way back to the south. Over the years, almost every step the three brothers have taken has been an effort to get closer to this goal. Whoever stands in the way will be killed. It doesn't matter if his surname is Liu, his surname is Li, his surname is Gao or his surname is Fu!

The road that had fallen into disrepair was trampled by horses' hooves.

Riding on horseback, Chai Rong, the prince of the Great Zhou Dynasty, frowned, and his face covered with blue-black beard stubble was hung with sweat and mud.

The rapid march for two consecutive days made him extremely tired physically and mentally. However, the anxiety in his heart was not alleviated by exhaustion.

Except for Han Chongyun, there was no second person who managed to escape from Bianliang and report to him! In the past two days, local officials along the way have either pretended to be deaf and dumb and turned a blind eye to this cavalry. Either the two ends of the first rat, while sending people to send pigs, sheep, grain and grass out of the city to work the army, while closing the four gates, "in case there are gangsters in the city who go out to disturb His Royal Highness the Prince." No one is willing to take the initiative to stand up and make an accusation against the evil deeds of Wang Jun and others, let alone send a soldier to go to the national disaster with him, the prince of the dynasty!

"No wonder Wang Jun and Wang Yin have no fear!" There is no need to draw inferences, Chai Rong can guess from the performance of local officials what kind of mentality most of the civil and military in the court are holding at the moment, and he really can't wait to grow his wings, fly back to the palace directly, take his adoptive father out, and then mobilize the armies controlled by several brothers to wash Bianliang in blood.

However, years of experience in leading troops and the few remaining sanities in his heart clearly told him that he wanted to be quick but not reach. Half of the combat effectiveness of the cavalry comes from war horses, although the prince's guards and Cangzhou elites are both one person and two horses, and they can be transferred in turn. But marching 80 miles a day is also the limit. No matter how fast it is, the physical strength of the soldiers will not be able to recover in time, and the war horses will quickly lose weight, get sick, or even die of exhaustion. Before they could make contact with the enemy, the whole team would collapse without a fight.

"Big brother, it's time to stop and rest. Twenty miles ahead is Caozhou, and Yang Wensheng, the sworn brother of Wang Yin, was just replaced by Wang Yin last year, and his attitude is unpredictable. "Zhao Kuangyin has been a festival envoy for more than three years, and he is no longer the hot-blooded boy at the beginning. Seeing that the undulating rhythm of the bodies of the brothers around him was becoming more and more out of tune with the running rhythm of the war horse, he quickly approached Chai Rong and reminded him in a low voice.

"Ah, it's him, I remember!" Chai Rong immediately shuddered, looked around, and made a decisive decision. "Find a sheltered place where the brethren can dismount and eat some hot food!"

"Good. Zhao Kuangyin gave up his hand, and then pulled out a pure black order flag from the back of Chai Rong's personal soldiers, and raised it high above his head, "Slow down your horse speed and prepare to camp and rest!!"

"Yes!" several generals, dressed in the armor of the commander, agreed loudly. Then they waved the horn flags behind each other at the same time, "Slow down your horses and prepare to camp and rest!!"

"Slow down and get ready to set up camp!!"

"Slow down and get ready to set up camp!!"

"Slow down and get ready to set up camp!!"

"Slowing down ......"

The commanders, 100 generals, and leaders of the team began to perform their respective duties. While repeating the commander's order loudly, he slowly tightened the reins of the warhorse.

The whole cavalry slowed down, and in a short time it turned from galloping horses, to small strides, and then to broken foot. The hot breath exhaled by humans and horses mixed together, forming a thick white mist on the plains in late autumn.

"Zhao Bao, Zhao Qi, you two go to the front to explore the way and find a suitable camp site. Zhao Kuangyin nodded at everyone with satisfaction, and quickly turned his gaze to his own soldiers. "It must be within the foot of half a stick of incense, and there should be a water source nearby. ”

"Yes, General. The soldiers bowed down to receive the order, and rode away like a horse.

"General Pan Mei, the scouts under your command ......" Without waiting for them to get out of his sight, Zhao Kuangyin quickly came to Pan Mei's side and discussed with the other party in a low voice.

"Xu Yang, Zhang Fu, the two of you each bring a small team of scouts and listen to Zhao Jiedu's command!" Before he could finish speaking, Pan Mei turned her head happily and nodded.

"Obey!" Under the leadership of Xu Yang and Zhang Fu, the two squad scouts came out of the crowd and bowed to Zhao Kuangyin. The latter was not polite, pointed in the direction of Caozhou with a horsewhip, and commanded loudly, "According to the rules of wartime, we will explore the way forward separately." It was until the city of Caozhou was probed until the movement of the defenders was discovered. ”

"Obey!" The two scouts were both elites trained by Zheng Ziming himself, and they didn't need Zhao Kuangyin to give too many orders, so they were automatically divided into arrays, with three or three as companions, running in a fan-like manner, and galloping forward.

"General Pan, please send another elite team to take care of it. It doesn't have to be scattered, it's gathered just in case. Looking at the backs of everyone who were quickly moving away, Zhao Kuangyin nodded and negotiated with Pan Mei in a low voice again.

"Okay!" Pan Mei knew what Zhao Kuangyin was worried about, and happily agreed again. "Pan Xing, you take fifty brothers, and guard five miles ahead!"

Like the latter, his usual principle of doing things is also careful. It is better to let the brothers under his command spend more physical strength than to give anyone along the way an opportunity.

As it turned out, this caution was not superfluous. Only a quarter of an hour later, the army had just found a camping spot, and before they could set up a marching pot to boil water, two groups of scouts flew back. Far away, the brass whistle of warning sounded, "Squeak——,squeak——,squeak-squeak-"

"About five miles ahead, there is a group of soldiers and horses approaching this side, and the meaning is unknown!" Tao Dachun and Pan Mei stood up and reported to Chai Rong in unison.

"Your Highness, be careful of those who come badly!" The generals at all levels, who had just dismounted and rested, and had not even had time to sweat, also got up one after another with their hands on the hilt of their swords, surrounded Chai Rong, and automatically stood in an arc. Years of hard training have made each of them memorize various signals in the army. There is no need for the herald to translate to make the most correct judgment.

really encountered an unexpected situation, Chai Rong's performance was not as anxious as when he was marching. First grabbed the water bag that the soldiers had just handed over and drank a big sip, and then slowly instructed everyone, "Don't worry, let the brothers sort out their armor and weapons first, and change their mounts!" Caozhou is an important town, and it is not surprising that the guards will take people out of the city to find out the situation when they find that soldiers and horses are approaching. ”

"Yes!" Seeing that the prince was so calm, all the generals immediately found the backbone. Qi Qi agreed, and quickly went to sort out the teams under their respective commands.

"Second brother, you take my two hundred personal soldiers to greet you, show our identity, and verify the other party's true attitude by the way!" Turning back and glancing at the brothers who were starting to be busy, Chai Rong focused his eyes on Zhao Kuangyin again, and commanded in a low voice.

"Big brother!" Zhao Kuangyin's brows quickly jumped up, and he responded with his hand, "That Yang Wensheng is the descendant of Wang Yin's hand......"

"He is also the festival envoy of the Great Zhou!" Chai Rong took a deep breath, with a little unwillingness in his words, "You go and tell him that Lone knows his difficulties, as long as he can stand by and watch." Lonely, lonely, I promise not to do anything afterwards!"

"This ...... will obey orders!" Zhao Kuangyin still wanted to persuade Chai Rong not to have the kindness of a woman, but when he saw the clear pain in the other party's eyes, he could only give up helplessly.

"Your Highness, our soldiers are sleepy and tired, and they have two lives! If you don't strike first...... Seeing this scene, Pan Mei was in a hurry, and hurriedly reminded Zhao Kuangyin loudly before he went out to die.

"We are not rebels, what he brings is also a soldier of the Great Zhou!" Chai Rong interrupted without hesitation, and then turned over and jumped on horseback.

As a "veteran of the battlefield" who had fought against the Khitans and had not fallen behind in the slightest, how could he not know how much advantage he would lose if he gave up taking the lead in the current situation? However, as the prince of the Great Zhou, as long as there was still a glimmer of hope, he was unwilling to cause the innocent soldiers to bleed into rivers because of the battle between himself and Wang Jun and others.

Those soldiers were all soldiers and horses brought out by his father-in-law Guo Wei, and they all made great achievements for the Great Zhou Dynasty. They should retire and go home to recuperate, or die on the battlefield against the Khitans, instead of falling under the butcher's knife of their own family and dying!