Why are the merchants, the generals and the guys so happy, Feng Ye doesn't want to think about it, except for the wounded soldiers, there are more than 300 brothers, each carrying a gun and a grenade, and they all know that these people are veterans on the battlefield when they look at the appearance of the march, and those who have bad ideas naturally dare not come, and I am afraid that they will not even know that they are dead.

The robbers are all bullying the weak and afraid of the hard, otherwise they would not have lived until now, there must be soldiers among the bandits, they know that compared with the flesh-and-blood battlefield, their so-called gunners are just joking, and they are not even qualified to tickle others.

On such a route, the greatest obstacle to the advance of the caravan became the pack horse, which had to stop every twenty kilometers to allow the pack horse to rest.

"Sir, do you want to stare in the car for a while?"

The merchant greeted Feng Yi, and in his impression, this chief was completely marching and guarding with the brothers along the way, and he did not regard himself as a growth officer at all.

"No, you don't have to worry about us, take care of your convoy and horses."

Feng Yi waved his hand, not only he was happy with this kind of march, but even the brothers were very happy, they were not tired, and they ate well.

As for the dry food, after noon, all the food was distributed, steamed buns, flatbread, pickle gnocchi, and as for water, they would replenish it in the places they passed when they had the opportunity along the way.

"Bang la la"

The cold night wind howled across the night sky, and the flames of the torches were whirl, and the long convoy lit the torches, illuminating the way forward, and the caravan knew that it could be carried out overnight, and they were very well prepared.

"Tell the brethren not to stay in the car for too long, if it feels cold, come down and walk"

Feng Yi reminded the brothers that the car was comfortable, but they had to bear the care of the cold wind, and the remnants of the soldiers in tattered clothes could not bear the cold wind at all, and if they stayed in the car all night, they were afraid that the brothers in the car would fall down when they arrived in Huizhou.

"Company commander, the brothers know, but what about the wounded soldiers"

Zhang Chuan asked Feng Yi, it was okay during the day, the wounded soldiers and brothers were left to bask in the sun, but at night, it was difficult.

"Go to the Chamber of Commerce, ask them to get some cotton clothes or quilts or something, just say what I said, and let the wounded soldiers cover it."

Feng Yi could only open his mouth towards the Chamber of Commerce, this big night, you can't get the wounded soldiers down and march, then their speed will be affected.

On the morning of 21 December, in Huizhou, the 11th Division's garrison was bustling, and the ordnance, horses, and other equipment replenished by the Military and Political Affairs Department for the 11th Division were finally in place, and the 11th Division could finally stop and recuperate after four months of fierce fighting.

Reports

At the headquarters of the 11th Division, Peng Shan held a meeting with all officers above the regimental level, and the signal soldiers at the gate shouted loudly.

"Come in"

Chief of Staff Peng Zhancun frowned, he was afraid that something would happen, the reinforcements of the 11th Division had just arrived in less than five days, and they were now in intense training, if the 11th Division was required to fight at this time, it would really push the 11th Division into the fire pit, and their soldiers had not yet formed combat effectiveness at all.

"Chief of Staff, there is a group of people at the door, and the leader calls himself Feng Yi, the captain of the 11th Division, and asks to enter the camp."

Loud report from the communications corps.

"What is a group of people, how many people"

Peng Zhancun asked.

"More than four hundred, but there are more than a hundred wounded, their clothes are in tatters, and they don't look like our people, they look worse than the Sichuan army, chief of staff, why don't you go and take a look"

The Signal Soldier said cautiously.

After Feng Ye left the 11th Division, the 11th Division experienced several major battles, and in two months, he was a soldier, and there were not many people who remembered him, and this communication soldier had never heard of it at all, and besides, this person reported to the 11th Division, and he didn't say that it was from that brigade or regiment, so the sentry at the gate of the barracks did not let him go.

Yu Ziwen, the former commander of the 62nd Regiment, has been transferred, and the current regiment commander is Drink Zuogan, and Zhang Changyuan, the former commander of the 1st Battalion, has been promoted to deputy regiment commander because of his merits.

"Oh, Feng Yi, didn't he lose the news" Mei Chunhua frowned, he participated in the handling of Zhao Liang's death, and everyone still remembered this special soldier.

"Brigade commander, Feng Yi was sent to Nanjing to recuperate, and then Nanjing was surrounded by devils, so there was no news, but the wounded soldiers we came back earlier said that there are still hundreds of our brothers in Nanjing Hospital recuperating from their injuries, maybe Feng Ye is prominent."

Zhang Changyuan stood up in the last seat and reminded the brigade commander.

"Well, you go and have a look, it's your own brother who will take it in, and let the logistics prepare clothes and food for them, and have a good rest."

Mei Chunhua explained.

"Yes, division commander, chief of staff, brigade commander, then I'll go and see first."

Zhang Changyuan stood up, saluted, and walked out of the division headquarters, with the signal soldier leading the way in front of him.

At the gate of the barracks, hundreds of soldiers stood in three columns, the soldiers on both sides supported the wounded soldiers in the middle, waiting quietly, Feng Yi stared at the barracks with a serious face, waiting.

"Risaki"

Fifty meters, Feng Ye had already seen an officer walk out, from the color of his clothes, Feng Ye could see that it should be a colonel-level officer, but I don't know if it was the original Commander Yu.

"Report to the battalion commander, Feng Ge, the first battalion of the 62nd Regiment, has returned from Nanjing and asked to join the battalion."

As Zhang Changyuan arrived at the door, Feng Ye shouted loudly, a standard military salute revealing a thin body, and a dirty military uniform on the tall body.

"Take a break"

Zhang Changyuan's face was full of unbearability, and he raised his hand to return the salute and gave an order at the same time.

"Feng Yi, welcome back."

"Open the door"

Zhang Changyuan ordered loudly.

Under the force of the sentry, the barricade at the entrance of the business slowly rose, revealing the avenue to enter the camp.

"It's been hard all the way, so I don't need to say anything now, let's take the brothers to rest first."

Zhang Changyuan stopped Feng Yi from saying anything, raised his hand, and pointed to the spacious and tidy camp.

"Come on, take them to the barracks of the third battalion of the 62nd regiment, inform the logistics, and send hot water, hot food, and military uniforms to the barracks immediately."

"Let the divisional transport company come over, bring enough stretchers, and send the wounded soldiers to the divisional hospital."

"Inform the director of the hospital, these wounded soldiers must be taken care of, I will report their detailed number to the division commander, and if one dies, he will wait to be punished by military law."

"Feng Yi, when you get home, you don't have to think about anything, rest first, wait until you are rested, and then go to the head of the regiment to report that Captain Yu has been transferred, and now the head of the regiment is Yin Zuogan, the original deputy head of the regiment, you should have seen it."

Zhang Changyuan looked at the team in front of him, he didn't know what to use to express his emotions, he had to arrange it first, as for the rest of the matter, everything had to wait until he reported to the brigade commander and division commander before deciding.

"Salute"

As Feng Yi led the team into the camp, Zhang Changyuan gave an order loudly, raised his right hand cautiously, and walked towards the team that entered the camp.

"Salute"

The sentinels at the entrance of the barracks stood en masse and saluted the beggars.