Song Che likes to be quiet, so Gao Chen ordered someone to dismantle a hundred tents, specially vacate a vacant land, and set up a camp tent comparable to the big tent of the Chinese army for him to rest.

Such a generous treatment, like a whip, invisibly whipped Song Che, what he was most afraid of was not hardship, but unworthiness.

Yancheng is near the sea, and the climate will be slightly warmer during the day, but at night, whether the snow and frost fall, the sea breeze blowing is like a knife blade, and it will be cut after a moment of exposure.

The tent is not warm, and even if the brazier burns strongly, it is difficult to drive away the cold.

It was late at night.

Song Che picked a bright lamp, sat cross-legged on the couch, and drew patterns over and over again on the paper with a hard pen and ruler made of graphite.

"Sir."

A childish greeting came from outside the tent.

Song Che said softly: "Please come in." ”

The tent door was gently pushed open, and a girl of twelve or thirteen years old walked in with a basin of hot water, her hair combed in a bun, and her face was red from the cold wind.

"Sir, I've got you some water to wash your feet, while it's hot."

She put the water for washing her feet in front of the couch and waited by the side.

Xu was Song Che was too focused, so he only hummed softly, and did not get down to wash.

The footwash water was steaming hot. The girl stared at the basin, and after a long while, she mustered up the courage to say, "Sir, the weather is cold, and the water cools quickly. ”

Song Che put down the pen and glanced at the girl, it really shouldn't make people wait for a long time, so he took off his socks and prepared to burn his feet.

The girl hurriedly rolled up her sleeves, squatted in front of the wooden basin, and stretched out her hands to prepare to greet her.

"Growing up, there was only one woman who could wash my feet, you know who?" Song Che asked the girl with a smile.

The girl shook her head, and she stepped aside.

Song Che said lightly: "She is my mother." ”

Regarding family affection, it is something that Song Che has been avoiding all avoidance, and he left the modern era and traveled here, so the relatives over there must be very sad, right?

Mom, your son married a beautiful daughter-in-law in ancient times, but unfortunately he couldn't bring it back to you.

"What's your name?" Song Che asked suddenly.

The girl replied, "Coco." ”

"Coco?" Song Che quipped: "Do you know coffee?" ”

The girl thought very seriously and shook her head: "I don't know." ”

"Hehehe......" Song Che asked with a smile: "This barracks is full of men, why is there such a little girl as you?"

Coco suddenly became a little embarrassed, bowed his head and muttered: "I was begging in Yancheng, but that day I saw a rich man passing by, so I went up and touched his silver...... Not only did Master Gao not blame me, but he also said, 'You are the first person to steal my money,' so he left me in the camp, and helped the military doctor to make medicine and take care of the wounded on weekdays. ”

She is an honest and lovely girl.

Song Che washed his feet, drained them, and then retracted them on the couch, and continued to paint.

Coco poured out the water for washing her feet, turned back to the tent to warm the charcoal fire, waited by the stove and waited for the hot water to boil, poured a cup of fragrant tea for Song Che, and then sat back by the stove, hugging her knees and dozing off while roasting the fire.

"Why don't you go down to sleep?" Song Che glanced at it and asked.

Coco immediately became energetic: "Mr. doesn't sleep, I don't sleep either, in case your tea is cold, I have to add it to you." ”

Song Che shook his head and continued to draw the pattern, the dozing little girl didn't hit her head on the stove for a long time.

"Coco."

"In!"

The girl hurriedly stood up and went to the couch, "What do you command, sir?" ”

Song Che tore off a page of paper and crumpled it into a ball, threw it into a basket that was almost filled with paper balls, and said, "Take out these waste papers and burn them, remember to burn them to ashes." ”

Coco picked up the basket and asked curiously, "Sir, what are you painting all night and throwing away all night?" ”

Song Che smiled: "It's a firearm, if you can make it, the Japanese will obediently roll out of the girder." ”

"That's amazing!" The girl's eyes widened, "Then sir, you must work harder, so that this firearm can be born sooner and drive those Japanese robbers who killed a thousand knives out of our homeland!" ”

Yes, Song Che took great pains to design an artillery in the true sense of the word!

The principle of artillery is the same as that of muskets, which is to burn with gunpowder, which generates high temperature and high pressure to push the shells out. However, the barrel of the gun is often dozens of times thicker than the musket, which not only has a complex manufacturing process, but also requires higher accuracy and a greater danger factor.

He is not an expert in military affairs, and it is definitely not easy to create this killing weapon by figuring it out.

The road is long, I will go up and down and seek.

"Coco, wake me up tomorrow after ordering."

"Hmm."

……

……

There is no room for lazy sleep in the barracks.

Just after the ugly hour, the barracks started cooking in the pot.

As soon as the time came, Song Che was completely woken up by the sound of horses' hooves, ordered his troops, and the fire was bright.

Song Che shrank in the quilt until Coco came to call him to get up, and when he walked out of the big tent, the three thousand Yangzhou troops had been assembled and ready to go.

"May all the soldiers return triumphantly!"

Gao Chen even drank a glass of wine and sent off the civil and military generals in the snow.

"Expedition!"

Bao Dayou's real arm shouted.

Three thousand soldiers and horses set off for Baimu Pass in the fine snow.

"Brother Bai, do you think I can be a general?" Jiang Yuntian suddenly leaned over and asked.

Song Che raised his eyebrows, "Why did you suddenly ask this question?" ”

In fact, this is not a problem at all. With Jiang Yuntian's strength, it is a matter of time before he becomes a general.

In the past, in the Eight Immortals Building, he protected Gao Chen with his own strength, which was the kindness of his life, with Gao Chen's status in the court, a letter of recommendation, it is indeed not difficult to seal a general.

Jiang Yuntian said: "Yesterday I was strolling around the barracks, passing by the training ground, I saw someone practicing and fighting, that skill is really not good, I want to go forward to point out one or two, the other party asked me what my official position is, I told him that I am the head of the Yangzhou army, he laughed, and said that I am not worthy, I am really uneasy in my heart, do you have to be an officer, in order to have the right to speak?"

"Why bother with these flies and dogs who are in power?"

Song Che said: "If you want to be a general, you must first figure out what a general is-

The so-called 'general, wisdom, faith, benevolence, courage and strictness', those who can only kill the enemy are called pawn commanders, those who can lead troops to fight are called generals, and those who can transfer troops and send generals are called marshals;

The real general, fighting in the south and the north, galloping the field, having the merits of sweat and horses, being personally awarded by the Son of Heaven, worshiping the general and sealing the marquis, holding the banner in his hand, and immediately swordsman, he can make the enemy fearful;

The so-called 'but make the dragon city fly, do not teach Humadu Yin Mountain' is like this! ”

"Listening to Brother Bai's words is like an empowerment...... Good! ”

Jiang Yuntian drew his sword and pointed at the sky, and swore in the wind and snow:

"I, Jiang Yuntian, one day, I will worship the marquis, this ambition starts with killing the Japanese invaders!"