Chapter Forty-Four: The Ancient Army

Wang Yangming was mentioned by her, and his face was immediately full of doubts, and he said, "It turns out that you also heard those words of the black robe." I've been thinking about this a lot in the past few months, and I really can't think of a reason. His so-called Holy Dao Exercises must be the exercises of the Demon Clan, and the Demon Clan's Exercises are all evil sect spells that are sacrificed with blood, even if they are given to me for nothing, I will not learn them. I don't know why he just set his sights on me. ”

Chen Baxian was the most senior among the several people, and guessed: "I look at this problem, and when we have a chance to meet Dean San and ask him for instructions, there may be some results." ”

Several people nodded yes. Wang Yangming continued: "On this expedition, no one knows what will happen. Several of you are all good players in our army, you must play the role of the eye of the formation, each of you leads a small camp, and several camps cooperate with each other, so that we can retreat with our whole body. ”

After he said this, he motioned for Bi Luo to close the door and said in a low voice: "I have one more thing to report, I want to inform my senior brothers and sisters." ”

When several people saw him mysterious, they also lowered their voices and came forward to listen to him. Wang Yangming said slowly: "I think that Marshal Boyan sent all his henchmen and soldiers to me, in addition to wanting my Eagle Yang Army to have a deeper foundation, in fact, he also has the intention of sending people to monitor me by my side." ”

Everyone didn't know why Wang Yangming said this, Chen Baxian said in a low voice: "You said so, but what did you find?"

Wang Yangming shook his head and said, "It's pure intuition. I didn't mean anything else, so I let a few senior brothers and sisters know. If something happens someday in the future, let's be prepared. ”

Several people lowered their eyebrows and remained silent. Wang Yangming saw that everything he wanted to explain had been explained, so he asked everyone to go back to rest, and he himself wanted to use the candlelight to finish copying the last ten Journey to the West. Bi Luo gave him the palm lamp, and looked at him from the side, Wang Yangming saw Bi Luo's beautiful face under the light, and sighed: "I will lead my own army to the battlefield tomorrow, and I am really a little apprehensive in my heart." ”

Bi Luo smiled: "Brother Yang Ming is the best man in the world, why do you say such frustrating words, I believe you will be able to do it." ”

Wang Yangming smiled slightly: "You are so confident in me, it makes me embarrassed." Biluo, during the time I left, you stayed in the barracks. I think in a month's time, I'll be back anyway, and you're not allowed to run around, and you can't come out to look for me without permission. In the vast desert, there is no possibility of survival if you are alone. ”

Bi Luo lowered his head and said softly: "I know that Brother Yangming will definitely not take me, I will listen to you." ”

Wang Yangming nodded and asked Biluo to go back to the room to rest.

Early in the morning of the second day, Wang Yangming put on his fine iron armor, tied Zangfeng's heavy sword behind him, said goodbye to Biluo, and went to the school to gather the sergeants. A hundred people were ready to go, stepping on their horses, and the bright armor was dazzling in the sun. As soon as he gave the order, the soldiers of the Eagle Yang Army shook off their horses' hooves and headed deep into the desert.

On the desert march, the most important thing is water. Wang Yangming ordered the rearguard troops to use horse-drawn wagons to pull more than a dozen iron water wheels, which were filled with enough water for the whole army to consume for ten days. Along the way, they will also look for water sources to replenish at any time.

The second is dry food, in order to cope with the problem of carrying dry food on the desert march, the Northwest Army invented a special baggage, which is about one meter long, cylindrical, filled with white flour, and tied tightly in the pockets or circled and tied to the soldiers' legs, or wrapped around the belly of the horse. Each bag is usually filled with thirty catties of noodles, but everyone in Wang Yangming's Yingyang Army is a strong man, and the war horses are also the best horses, so the noodle pockets in his army are twice as heavy as those of ordinary sergeants. The dry rations carried by the whole army were enough to cope with a month's consumption. In this way, facing the rising sun, this young team set off.

The army marched slowly for three hours, and had already left Jiayuguan Xiongcheng behind. Wang Yangming saw that the sun was already high and the temperature in the desert had risen, so he immediately ordered the sergeant to dismount and bury the pot to cook and eat lunch on the spot. He walked to the top of the sand dunes and looked around, and his vision was full of yellow sand, and people were too small between this huge heaven and earth, and a sense of desolation arose. Wang Yangming was a little depressed in his heart, remembering a poem included in the encyclopedia, he felt something, and slowly chanted:

"Climb the mountain to look at the beacon fire during the day, and drink the horse and cross the river at dusk.

Pedestrians fight in the wind and sand, and the princess has a lot of grievances.

There are no cities in the wild clouds, and the rain and snow are even in the desert.

Hu Yan wailed and flew at night, and Hu Er's tears fell.

Hearing that the jade gate is still covered, he should chase his life away.

Every year, the bones of the war are buried in the wilderness, and the empty peach enters the Han family. ”

This poem is the work of Li Ji, an ancient man in the world where he lived in his previous life. This poem uses Han as a metaphor for the Tang Dynasty, borrowing the opening edge of Emperor Wu of the Han Dynasty to satirize the opening edge of Xuanzong of the Tang Dynasty at that time, and is full of anti-war thoughts. The majesty of his pen power and the desolation of the realm are the representative works of Biansai poems. Wang Yangming chanted this poem softly, and couldn't help but be stupid.

Su Mu heard his chanting under the dunes, ran up the sand dunes in three steps and two steps, and gave him a shudder in the head, reproaching: "You person, we have just left the city, and we haven't left for a while, why can you recite such a disheartening poem! ”

Wang Yangming's heart moved, and he hurriedly apologized: "Senior sister has learned a lesson." Junior brother, I am already the commander of the Eagle Yang Army, and I have to take into account the impact on everyone in my words and deeds, which is indeed mine. ”

Su Mu saw that he repented quickly enough, and turned his anger into joy: "What you said at the beginning of the Art of War is very clear, soldiers, major affairs of the country, and the place of death and life must not be ignored. Since you are the commander-in-chief, you must have the psychological quality of the commander-in-chief, and at any time, everyone is desperate, you must not despair. Otherwise, we will be a mess and any losses caused by this will be your responsibility. Do you understand?"

Wang Yangming was deeply touched by her words and bowed down to be taught. Su Mu saw that he repented so quickly, and said softly: "Poetry is a rare good poem, I can't see that you are still a cultural person." It's just that this poem shouldn't be read by you. Let's go down and eat, little ghost. ”

After the sergeants finished lunch, Wang Yangming ordered everyone to rest in place, and spread out the canvas brought by the soldiers to block the sun. While resting, there was a camel bell from far and near, and a guard sentry had already run back to report that there was a caravan passing in front, and it seemed that it was a merchant from the Western Regions, who was going to the Central Plains to do business, and asked Wang Yangming how to deal with it.

Gu Xifeng stood beside Wang Yangming, listened to the sentry's report, and said: "Grandma is a bear, the brothers have done more or less business in this desert in the early years, and since they followed the big handsome, they have never committed this thing." Brother, these Hu caravans must have been transported to ill-gotten gains, and there is no connection to the world here, I think we might as well **** a vote, tie up these merchants and throw them here, and take their goods away. ”