West Beacon Fire

Saying that, Yang Tingfeng took Xiao Wolf and the other seven people to a yellow and reckless cave, and together moved away a large stone sealing the kiln, revealing an unusually thick copper shovel, and the handle was covered with green patina.

The outside of the cave is covered with thick tamped loess, and the appearance is not very visible.

Yang Tingfeng stepped forward, waved a shovel, smashed it a few times, and after the mud fell, a black hole was revealed, and a warm current rushed out of it, not only did it not smell dusty for many years, indicating that there was a good vent inside.

There is a stone staircase in the cave that extends slightly upward, and I don't know what to do with it.

According to historical records, caves generally have cliff caves, sunken caves, independent and other forms.

The armory in front of you is a typical horizontal cliff type, one and a half zhang wide, but up to three zhang deep, and there are shooting holes on the cliff.

Yang Tingfeng threw the copper shovel into the hole, looked back at everyone, and said, "Brothers, let's take your young general into the kiln first." ”

The four pro-soldiers, hearing this, looked around the dark entrance for a while, then nodded to each other, and carried the young general through the excavated slope.

Xiao Wolf watched everyone's backs disappear into the darkness, and frowned: "Brother Yang, in addition to storing grain, can the armory be replenished?" ”

Yang Tingfeng shook his head and said: "When the ordnance retreated, it had been loaded and sent back to Zisai by the Tanma Battalion, so there should be none." ”

"Alas, alas!" Xiao Wolf sighed, pulled the surviving soldier, and walked down towards the dark entrance.

At this moment, Lao Mu and the rest of the people also arrived.

Behind him, countless barbarians were in hot pursuit, and the two sides attacked and defended, and in a moment, they had arrived outside the entrance of the armory.

Yang Tingfeng guarded the entrance of the armory hole, bent his bow and arrows, and answered everyone.

He shot three arrows in a row, and shot three ten-captains in a row, so frightened that the barbarians retreated again and again, not daring to force them.

Yang Tingfeng rushed over, hugged his fist with Lao Mu and saluted: "Brother Lao Mu, your major general has retreated into the armory, please rest assured." ”

"Thank you, brother!" Lao Mu also returned the salute with his fists, and after a little groaning, he turned his head and ordered: "All the guards stay, and the others retreat into the tunnel." After that, everyone poured into the tunnel, needless to say.

It's just that every time a soldier enters, Yang Tingfeng will silently note down the number of people in his heart.

In the blink of an eye, together with Lao Mu and Yang Tingfeng, there were only thirty people left in the field, forming a shield formation and guarding the secret passage.

At this moment, I suddenly saw a person, wielding a knife to kill, he was invincible, in the barbarian array, he was killed by a bloody way, and his mouth kept chanting: "Lao Mu, our reinforcements have arrived!" ”

The person who came was He Ruoyi, but at this time, he was already red-eyed, and his clothes and armor were scattered.

"What reinforcements? Lao He is stunned, right? Lao Mu gritted his teeth and shouted: "If you are not afraid of death, come with me!" With that, he rushed forward first, followed by ten of his own soldiers.

At this time, the barbarian pursuers gathered more and more, and they also formed a formation, and feather arrows were shot one after another.

Lao Mu suddenly cut down a person, grabbed the corpse, shouted, threw it violently, and shouted: "Lao He! Then! ”

He Ruoyi came back to his senses, hurriedly threw the ring head knife, caught the barbarian corpse with both hands, blocked the rain of arrows, let out a long roar, closed his eyes and gritted his teeth, and rushed in a hurry, for a while, it was not far from the main formation.

Seeing that he was about to return to the battle, he suddenly heard screams in the distance, Yang Tingfeng raised his eyes, but saw that the ten personal soldiers were surrounded by a team of strong ironclad brute soldiers, and the pear blossom mountain and big axe in their hands rose and fell together, just at this glance, they cut five of them, and the remaining five people were also struggling to support.

Yang Tingfeng sacrificed the eight-sided Han sword and wanted to step forward to support, but he felt that the wound behind him was dripping with blood, and he felt dizzy, so he had to give up.

He took a long breath, and was about to be strong, when he suddenly saw Xiao Wolf holding a double-sided lance from the entrance of the cave again, he shot with a divine power, and instantly stabbed down a ten-master commander, and joined with Lao Mu and others, and stepped forward to greet him.

When everyone rushed back to the main formation, except for Xiao Wolf, Lao Mu, and He Ruoyi, there were only two of the ten pro-soldiers left, all of whom were already blurred in flesh and blood, and were not human.

Yang Tingfeng looked back and saw that the ironclad brute was holding a big axe, following everyone, protruding in the center, and rushing straight to the entrance of the armory.

He hurriedly squeezed out of the crowd and shouted, "All, withdraw!" ”

As soon as the words fell, everyone in the north of the night poured into the gate of the armory like a tide, and He Ruoyi, Lao Mu, Xiao Wolf, and Yang Tingfeng covered everyone and retreated to the corner of the cave.

When the figure of the last person disappeared into the darkness, Yang Tingfeng suddenly cut the gate valve with a sword, pulling the three of them to jump into the hole.

In an instant, the stone steps in the cave suddenly extended upwards and lifted up about three feet high, and the dust and sand and stones creaked and rolled down, and with a small popping sound, countless arrows were blocked on the wall.

Everyone marched all the way, their hearts were mixed, and there was silence along the way.

Yang Tingfeng also got some torches out of nowhere, lit them with flint, and distributed them to everyone, and under the light of the fire, everyone clearly saw that the stone door was made of a stone with a black pattern.

Xiao Wolf is well-informed, and he recognized it at a glance that this is the Broken Dragon Stone.

According to historical records, the broken dragon stone has a hard texture, good rigidity and high hardness, and is generally used for the stone doors of ancient emperors' tombs. If you want to smash this door open, I'm afraid, you have to bring in a heavy battering ram.

Everyone carried the torches and walked all the way, not far away, Yang Tingfeng stopped, and kept groping for the hollows and holes in the wall.

Everyone gathered under the door, each holding a torch and looking around, only to find that inside the stone door, a wooden shelf was stacked neatly and orderly, and on the shelf, twenty bags of yellow and clear corn were lying on it.

On the opposite side of the grain rack, two large vats filled with water were placed there, undisturbed.

Before entering the door, He Ruoyi threw his helmet on the ground, sat on the ground, and laughed: "Boy, this old Liang of yours has really made a great contribution, I didn't say it, if Lao Tzu can get lucky in this battle, he will definitely invite him to Erniang Inn to drink!" ”

Xiao Wolf, Lao Mu and others were also overjoyed, and looked back, but saw that Yang Tingfeng was silent, his face was gloomy, and they all felt that something was wrong, and after a while, they heard him say: "No, this amount is not right!" ”

He Ruoyi's smile also stopped abruptly, and he asked, "What's wrong?" ”

I saw that Yang Tingfeng ignored him, but squatted down and put it together in the sand, and painted with his fingers on the sand.

"Why are there only twenty sacks of corn? No, this spare ration is too small! Yang Tingfeng couldn't help muttering to himself.

Xiao Wolf couldn't help but shout: "Brother Yang, what's wrong?" ”

Yang Tingfeng came back to his senses slightly, and couldn't help but say with a straight face: "Brother Xiao, the military rations hidden in this secret room, for some reason, are much less. We are just calculating the entry and exit of food, and by the way, if we return to Zisai from the secret passage of the armory, how much military rations each sergeant should carry and how much rations should be consumed every day on the way. ”

When the people heard this, they were first angry, and then suddenly they turned their anger to joy.

Angry, it was naturally Yang Ting's wind blowing the cattle, and this armory didn't have so much food and water at all.

Happy, but it was Yang Tingfeng who said that there was a secret way out of the armory.

He Ruoyi was stunned for a moment, then burst into laughter, stood up while laughing, and patted Yang Tingfeng on the shoulder: "You kid, why didn't you say it earlier?" ”

He didn't know how many times he had lost his temper today, and his majesty had long since turned into smoke, and everyone looked at it and laughed.

Xiao Wolf also said curiously: "Brother Yang, is there really a secret way?" ”

"Of course, there is!" Yang Tingfeng nodded, eased up, and frowned again: "But Brother Xiao, the biggest problem now is not that we are breaking through, but that we don't have enough food to return to Zisai, and this clear water is also insufficient." ”

Xiao Wolf was surprised: "How come? Isn't there twenty sacks of grain? ”

He Ruoyi also said: "Yes, Brother Yang, don't say twenty bags, in my opinion, these ten bags of corn are enough." ”

Yang Tingfeng sighed: "Uncle He, you are used to being a cavalry, so naturally you don't know the crux of this. Having lost our horses, we had to retreat on foot, and this place was one hundred and twenty miles away from Zisai, and according to our thirty miles a day, a sergeant would need to carry five days of corn, and eat three liters per person every day, and these twenty bags of grain would not be enough to eat for four days. ”

Lao Mu also interjected at this time: "Brother Yang, if you don't eat for a day, our brothers are quite strong, so we will come over." ”

Yang Tingfeng shook his head again: "No, Chief Mushi, what I just said is just a normal march, in an ideal state of not producing any moths." ”

After a pause, he continued: "If you count the midway battle, the wounded on your back, and the bad weather in the desert, you can't return to Zisai in five days, just like the wounded, if two soldiers carry one wounded, the march will be slower, and the consumption on the way will be greater. Invisibly, the journey took a lot longer, and it had to be doubled, that is, ten days. Moreover, when marching on foot, the stomach for this meal is naturally much bigger, and we have to eat six liters of corn a day, and our stored grain is only enough to eat for two days, and if it is three sergeants and one wounded, we can only eat for a day and a half. ”

As soon as the words fell, everyone was taken aback, obviously not expecting this layer.

He is not alarmist.

For soldiers who have been fighting abroad all the year round - the two major elements of survival are the weapons in their hands and the military rations in their mouths.

From the perspective of today, nature is more important than food, and weapons are more important.

This is not to blame everyone, with the logistical support capability of modern warfare, the food problem is basically negligible.

After all, all countries have special support logistics arms, which not only eat well, but also eat well, and have comprehensive nutrition, which can quickly replenish physical fitness.

To put it bluntly, the modern digital pioneers only need to fight the war wholeheartedly.

But for a long time in history, military rations were even more important than the war itself.

After all, in ancient times, there was no modern joint logistics support force.

Tell a joke,

Give you an army of 100,000 people, 1 million loads of military rations, calculated as the destination for half a year of departure.

Before the start of the war, the army of grain transported set out in a mighty way, from departure to destination, a rapid march for three months, and a normal march for half a year.

According to 20,000 combat troops and 80,000 grain transport troops, 1 million loads of military rations seems to be enough.

However, don't forget, ancient soldiers rarely ate non-staple food, and without non-staple food, the amount of food would only be greater.

The three bowls of rice can only be worth one bowl of rice now, and it is still very hungry corn (millet), not the polished rice we eat now.

In addition, there is the grain transport troops, and the consumption is even worse.

Because of the delivery of grain and grass, it is more difficult than the combat troops.

Many people eat so much that they will definitely make you jaw-dropping, and there are many people who eat seven or eight liters a day.

Yes, it's not enough to eat a fucking bucket a day.

Let these dry rice kings eat in your army for three or five months.

I'm afraid that before your army of grain arrives at its destination, you will have to run away from most of the people.

Even if you reach your destination, if you can't defeat the enemy in a short period of time, the two sides will stalemate.

The confrontation can take months, half a year or even longer, and the rear must be continuously provided with food and grass to keep you and your army from starving.

And most of the soldiers of the grain transport troops are, to put it bluntly, ordinary farmers.

You must know that these people have all given up farming, given up rice planting, and came to escort grain and grass.

As the saying goes, spring ploughing and autumn harvest, this kind of war consumption, in a country dominated by agriculture, which one supports it?

And once there is a problem with the military rations, then, without the need for the enemy to attack, it will dissipate first.

This is also what the famous generals of the ancient dynasties and dynasties emphasized in ancient China:

The soldiers and horses did not move, and the grain and grass went first.

If there is no food, it will die, and if there is no accumulation, it will die.

It is not difficult to transfer salaries to revitalize the army, and the army will die if it has no baggage.

Race for five buckets of rice......