Mausoleum of Heroes

Fan Xiwen led his troops to retreat here to rest, and it was almost dawn. The 1,000 men and horses left by Liu Ke here were immediately arranged by Fan Xiwen to be sentry posts, and then those soldiers who had been fighting for half a day seized the time to rest. The soldiers are not fighting with iron, and their physical strength has been overdrawn for so long.

The soldiers can sleep, but Fan Xiwen, this kid can't, as the highest decision-maker of the army, Fan Xiwen can't sleep at this time, because tomorrow is the most critical day, in the face of the search that Zhang Niujiao's army may launch at any time, Fan Xiwen must keep a clear head to deal with Zhang Niujiao's revenge.

Fortunately, thanks to the anti-sleep ability that I exercised all night every night when I was studying, Fan Xiwen can still survive all night. It's just that the next day it is unknown whether he will appear with a panda eye.

"The order went down, and the Jinyi Guard, the cavalry company, and the two infantry battalions that participated in the night attack slept in harmony. The rest of the soldiers and horses were divided into three divisions and patrolled in a staggered manner to prevent the enemy from attacking. Fan Xiwen began to give orders in the camp tent that had already been prepared for him, and there were only a few generals sitting down, Wang Fan, Wang Si, and Chen Dao.

And at this moment, Fan Xiwen is issuing orders to Chen Zhi, but Fan Xiwen has a great sense of jealousy! Look at how long Fan Xiwen has been fighting, he makes himself feel like he is dehydrated, tired and half-dead, but if you look at the people Chen to the waist, the pole is upright, just like a wooden person. This man is more angry with himself than a man. In addition, I heard from the brocade guards under him that Chen Zhi didn't look like a war at all, and he was completely bullying those Yellow Turban Army.

"The last general commands." Chen Zhi is worthy of having a few strokes in history, and his face is not red and his heart is not beating when he accepts Fan Xiwen's order. Then he gave a military salute to Fan Xiwen, and finally walked out of Fan Xiwen's tent in a hurry, tickling Fan Xiwen's jealous teeth.

Because the Mausoleum of the Meritorious Heroes is located in the middle of the mountain, if the fire is lit, the light emitted is easy to attract the enemy, so at this moment, the Le'an Army in the Mausoleum of the Meritorious Heroes did not raise a fire to keep warm. If this is done for a long time, it is likely to cause adverse reactions such as illness among the soldiers, as the trump card troops under Fan Xiwen, these soldiers are precious? The point is that as soon as they get sick, their combat effectiveness will be greatly reduced, and then their own arrangements will be useless.

In order not to make mistakes in his plan, and at the same time to make his image close to the people, oh, what is the image of a soldier like a son. Fan Xiwen had to do something for his soldiers. As for what to do? Of course, it's to ask for warmth and solve the problem of the warmth of the soldiers.

"How many sets of thickened military quilts are still in the Mausoleum of Heroes?" Fan Xiwen asked.

"Go home, my lord, now the inventory of the Meritorious Tombs is able to support the current needs of our army." Look at Wang Fan's answer, it is actually good to have such a servant who knows how to think about his own home. Fan Xiwen asked how many quilts were in stock, and Wang Fan answered all the questions about how long it could be supported. What a careful person.

Because there is a garrison stationed here, a batch of quilts is usually stored. These quilts can barely cope with an army that has been a little more than 2,000.

"Master, the weather is getting colder and colder now, if we can't make a fire to keep warm, our soldiers can't guarantee that they won't get sick just by relying on those quilts!" Wang Fan said worriedly.

"Hey! How nice it would be if we had cotton in our hands! At this moment, what Fan Xiwen thinks about the most is how good it would be if he had a cotton quilt in his hand, but unfortunately, although Fan Xiwen read a lot of novels about the Three Kingdoms when he was in high school, and many new weapons were recorded, but the cotton that he thought was the most useless had become what Fan Xiwen wanted the most at the moment. This world is really a bit helpless, for a crazy world, what Fan Xiwen can do is to dream and dream that he got cotton. But in fact, it is impossible for Fan Xiwen to sleep tonight, and it is naturally impossible to dream.

"Wang Fan, you go and tell your brothers, such a situation will definitely only appear tonight. Tomorrow night will definitely keep my brothers warm after birth. In addition, the military doctor was ordered to quickly boil a batch of ginger soup for the brothers to ward off the cold. Fan Xiwen said to Wang Fan. For a military issue, how similar are the choices of Fan Xiwen and Hu Zuo, both of them are made from the title. Brother, what a kind title, it makes people listen to it.

"Yes." Wang Fan saluted Fan Xiwen, and then turned around and withdrew from the big tent.

"King Four." Fan Xiwen then shouted.

"The servant is here." When Wang Si heard Fan Xiwen call him, he immediately stepped forward a few steps and replied.

"Early tomorrow morning, you will set out with your cavalry company first, all the way west to avoid the scouts of the Yellow Turban Army, and find a favorable place for the army to be stationed." Fan Xiwen ordered.

"Yes." Wang Si was ordered to withdraw from the big tent.

In an instant, only Fan Xiwen and the candle flame dancing in the air were left in the huge tent. Fan Xiwen sighed slightly, if he hadn't crossed over, maybe he would have been lying on the bed covered with a warm quilt at this moment! How can it be like this, it's really cold, Fan Xiwen couldn't help shrinking his body when he thought of this.

It has been more than a year since he was exiled to the Three Kingdoms era, and Fan Xiwen's ability has improved quite quickly. From the young man who needed the strength of several people to manage a small cottage to handle things smoothly to the young man who dared to go around in circles not far behind the enemy after leading the army alone and carrying out continuous night raids. From the changes in the middle, it can be seen that Fan Xiwen's growth rate is actually quite fast.

Looking back on the past, Fan Xiwen can only sigh that his luck is really good. Because the early development of Chuzhai was completely achieved by luck in Fan Xiwen's view, and the development was not very ideal. If it weren't for the fact that before the thieves and yellow turbans came to Chuzhai to "play", Fan Xiwen was joined by the villagers of Yanjia Village, and Chuzhai would not have been able to slowly rely on the co-optation of bandits to make a fortune in the future, and finally made Fan Xiwen a small prince. Now Fan Xiwen has 10,000 lions in his hands, and with such troops, he is not invincible in Jizhou, but in the land of Anping County, Fan Xiwen is definitely the leading boss. As for Zhang Niujiao's Yellow Turban forces, to tell the truth, give Fan Xiwen another two months to train the new army, and Fan Xiwen will even take the initiative to lead the army to attack Zhang Niujiao, and it is the kind of attack on all fronts.

Relying on the advanced training methods of the new army in later generations, Fan Xiwen is sure to train a lion that is invincible in the world. Therefore, Fan Xiwen was so arrogant that he ignored something. Fan Xiwen hasn't understood this thing yet, and this thing is very important and very important to Le'an now.

(Brothers, yesterday a brother was added to the collection, and the scholar looked very happy, really, he felt that his hard work was not in vain.) Everyone, can you let the scholars continue to be happy, today's three watches, the last one is at 00 in the morning, ask for flowers)