Chapter 169 The return of the brocade

The planned supply station was at the widest area of the Tuotuo River, the largest river in the grassland.

Autumn on the grassland arrives relatively early, and along the river bay, thousands of acres of reeds have turned this into an impermeable green gauze tent. Unknown birds quacked and flew south with their friends.

The place near the river was very quiet, and Yuan Chonghuan was stationed here with more than 1,000 people.

He is becoming more and more like a warlord bandit in later generations. With a cigarette in his mouth, he sat on a makeshift suspension bridge on the bank of the river, his eyes looking due north.

It was a full thirty-two hours later than expected.

There are still four hours left, and Yuan Chonghuan must be evacuated. Compared with the cavalry on the grassland, the mobility of the Han people is still much worse, not to mention that they still have a lot of supply convoys loaded with explosives and food.

At this time, Yuan Chonghuan very much hoped that there would be a big balloon that His Majesty had described to him, and people would sit in the basket under the big balloon. Not only can they all fly into the clouds in the sky, see things hundreds of miles away, but they can also fly thousands of miles in a few hours. It was also possible to drop explosive packets on the heads of the Manchurians and Mongols in dog days.

At that time, he nodded as he listened, but also laughed in his stomach.

But now, he hopes most that His Majesty has not deceived himself.

The feeling of waiting is too restless.

Scouts in all four directions had been released thirty-five miles beyond the limit, and then groups of seven crossed and rolled and flipped over.

"Woo......"

The horn in the army gave the order to reload.

All the non-commissioned officers began to sort out and load the tents, pots and pans with the cooperation of the auxiliaries. Yuan Chonghuan didn't need to look to know that there were only two hours left in the time. The sun also began to slowly emerge by the river, creating a strange color with the campfires and torches.

The soldiers had already brought their war horses over, and after eating the night grass and being wiped dry and dry, the jujube red horse sneezed in the cold air of the early morning, spewing out a long white line, and then kicked and stomped over.

He stood up and rubbed his palm against the red horse's cheek bone. The horse followed him as soon as he entered the grassland, and now he has feelings. Yuan Chonghuan knew that according to the current regulations of the imperial court, he would not be in this army for more than four years. Four years later, if he had the chance, he just wanted to bring the old horse back to the capital.

I don't know why, my previous self didn't seem to have such a deep relationship with the troops I had single-handedly raised.

At that time, he was nothing more than drinking and gambling with several of his commanders every day. Then, sitting on the handsome chair, I watched how these commanders whipped up, scolded, and kicked to talk about the peasant children who wanted to make a little money and the Jianghu people who killed people and oversold goods to train them into soldiers.

Either kneel on the ground and listen to the holy decree, send money to the eunuchs of the prison army with a shy face, and send the good girls who are like flowers and jade to the tents of those fathers-in-law. For the imperial court, only the fathers-in-law are real and can be touched. As for the emperor, the Forbidden City, and the cabinet, for themselves are just the numbers on a few silver tickets.

If you die, you die, who is a soldier and doesn't die? Damn the bird to the sky, immortal for thousands of years.

Ci is not in charge of the army, who wants to look at those dead soldiers more, and those who can dig a pit are good generals. The land of Liaodong, after the winter freezes, who wants to spend that stinky energy?

But now, it seems to be a little different.

He led his red horse around the camp, but it seemed that he was the only one in the camp who had nothing to do.

The staff officers who came out of the military academy are not called masters now, but are called staff officers. He was sorting out his big tent and packing the maps and clairvoyances hanging inside into the package he carried.

Logistical auxiliaries are burying makeshift toilets with shovels and covering thousands of people with yellow and white objects. In the past, this was not the case, and the camp of thousands of people was not something that anyone could get used to, just the stench and the people pulling horses and urine everywhere, and people who were a little cleanliness fetish might not even be able to get off their feet.

In the kitchen is a big bun, mutton fat mixed with mutton, the dough can't be wrapped, and the big one is the chef who is lazy. But the soldiers liked it, but Yuan Chonghuan couldn't eat it.

He handed the suicide note in his hand to his soldiers, stacks of thick envelopes, and Fang Yuling's name was on the top.

"Thirty people, you check it, it's good to close."

Then he stomped his feet and saw the officer on duty of the day and the brocade-clothed guard with a dead face not far away.

"Wang Sancai! Pass my orders. According to the original plan, the camp set off for the Duoyan tribe. ”

Then he glanced at the Jinyi Guard, but the Warden changed his usual attitude of ignoring him and arched his hand towards him.

Yuan Chonghuan also arched his hand in return.

Then he got on his horse and galloped towards the hillside due north.

Behind him, a group of personal soldiers, staff officers, generals, and guerrillas also turned on their horses and followed closely on the reeds.

The scouts had returned at the scheduled time, due north in full view, with green grasslands at the end of the reeds.

"Admiral Yuan!"

A staff officer beside him was sharp-eyed, looking at the end of the reeds from a distance, and it seemed that another black line was moving.

Without waiting for Yuan Chonghuan to react, he snapped out his brass monocular.

Yuan Chonghuan sat upright on the horse, he didn't move, but excitedly held the reins of the horse to make the jujube red horse under his seat quieter.

"It's Fang Baihu's troops, it's our people!"

"It's our troops!"

Soon, several staff officers and guerrillas confirmed the identity of the other party. As if smelling the smell, the jujube red horse under Yuan Chonghuan's crotch sneezed and gouged his front hooves, anxiously wanting to rush out.

Yuan Chonghuan jumped off the horse, waving his whip.

"Jiazi came out in front of the camp to welcome people, and the words B, C, and D passed from the left and right, ready to sweep away the pursuing enemy, and the E character followed Lao Tzu."

"Whoa!"

As he spoke, several of the generals rode towards the camp, and the sound of trumpets, commands, and whistles filled the reeds. In an instant, four cavalry teams cut three passages and galloped north in an arc.

"Lao Liu, Lao Liu, let your auxiliaries and health soldiers prepare."

Despite the fact that the moment it was learned that their troops were returning, the auxiliaries began to prepare. However, Yuan Chonghuan still shouted loudly at the camp of the auxiliary soldiers.

When Yuan Chonghuan saw Fang Yuling, he couldn't help but gasp.

The seven-foot man was almost wrapped in a military blanket by his comrades in Jinyiwei.

The beard he was proud of was now completely gone, and his red face and bare head looked like a hard-boiled egg.

Torn the uniform, through the light leather armor, the chest was in a mess, full of cracked shards.

The right arm was probably fractured when he fell from the horse, and was splinted by the military doctor and wrapped in layers of thick white bandages.

"There shouldn't be a big problem with 100 households, it's just that the distance is closer when it explodes."

There is also the Jinyi Guard who accompanied the army this time, although he is also a mess, covered in blood, but he looks fine.

As soon as he saw Yuan Chonghuan's face sank, he hurriedly added:

"The military doctor said that the problem of 100 households is not big, it may be that the fire is heavier."

"Didn't I say in the military order I gave him and to you that if the situation on the battlefield was slightly wrong, retreat quickly?" Yuan Chonghuan suppressed his throat and anger.

The Overseer bowed his head.

Baihu said, looking at the situation, it is okay, and there should be hope for rushing. What's more, if there is no hard battle, it will not reach the purpose of distinguishing the crowd as the admiral said. ”

Yuan Chonghuan didn't speak, and quietly listened to what the prison army said.

"There are not three thousand people near the king's tent, but more than five thousand. They gathered all the tribes that could gather nearby. As soon as we charged, we were surrounded by the king's tent, but fortunately their men were not in order. Originally, we were ready to attack them directly in their weakest place, but seeing that the Chinese army defending the Mongol prince in their middle was unstable, Baihu ordered us to charge directly at the Chinese army. ”

"A small part of our men ran away at the beginning of the fight. There were more than 1,000 people left to follow us and more than 30 of them, and no one thought that the Chinese army of the Mongolian prince could not help but fight. Before we could rush to the front, the Chinese army simply dispersed. There are a few princes and hundreds of close army left......"

“…… When the Chinese army broke up, they directly lit the fire oil in their hands and still ...... between us and them, at this time, Baihu felt that it was a good opportunity to test everyone, and took everyone to drill into the fire...... Then he killed three or four princes and ran away with three or four princes...... As soon as the prince ran, the rest of the people also ran with him...... The scene was chaotic, and I don't know who threw the grenade and exploded near Hyaknohe, and lifted Hyakhe off his horse......"

“…… I woke up a few times on the road of Baihu...... The doctor said the problem was not serious......"

Yuan Chonghuan also knew that the problem was not serious, because at this time, under the stimulation of alcohol, Fang Yuling was sober.

"How many of the thirty of us have returned?"

"Five dead, eleven wounded, and the rest are fine."

"Back to the Admiral," Fang Yuling said, propped up.

"The dead brothers have been brought back. And the goal of the inspection requested by the Admiral was accomplished. There were more than 300 people who followed us through the fire, and the rest were left alone. ”

When the military doctor came in, Yuan Chonghuan didn't leave, holding a fan to fan Fang Yuling.

The screaming of the wounded soldiers next to him was much quieter.

"What do you think, you made you retreat." Yuan Chonghuan actually felt a little guilty.

"Subordinates are win-win!"

Fang Yuling didn't have a mother-in-law at all.

"The wife of the subordinate recently divided the land in Changping County, and with the addition of the subordinate, it is now more than 100 acres. The two eldest children went to school again. The subordinates think life is very good. ”

"So, the subordinates don't want to lose, they want to win!"