"Can you carry it?"

"Look at what you said, Lord, I Xue San really didn't pay attention to this little weight."

"Tell me if you can't remember."

"Okay, thank you for your compassion."

Zheng Fan's armor and some clothes were all prepared by Feng Siniang and placed in a box, and the box was carried by Xue San.

There was also a knife that was also tied to himself by Xue San.

It's obviously so heavy, but this small body still walks easily after carrying it.

Liang Cheng was wearing his own armor and holding a knife in his hand.

Originally, Siniang also planned to buy a horse for Zheng Fan and Liang Cheng, but was directly rejected by the blind man.

The reason for refusal is very simple, now that there are soldiers on his side, he can probably mix a small steward in the team of lost people, and make a vigilance when transporting grain and grass.

But if you really have the horses ready, you will be caught up and used as auxiliaries to go into battle.

Although the blind man said that it would be beneficial for his master to go out and see the world, he didn't want his master to really sacrifice his life for this Great Yan Country for no reason......

At the same time, the armor and weapons bought by the inn were also bought according to the ordinary, and they did not think of any bells and whistles inlaid with them, and they were as low-key as possible under the premise that conditions permitted.

The breakfast of the send-off was extraordinarily rich, and the blind man asked Zheng Fan to say that he was taking advantage of the lord's absence to first sort out the land of Hutou City, and when the lord and others came back, the big guy could officially start the first step of attacking Hutou City.

However, these are all things for later.

Especially when Zheng Fan and the three of them walked out of Hutou City and came to the outside of the barracks, looking at the figures inside, Zheng Fan really had a feeling in his heart as if he was in a different world.

A few days after being reborn in another world, he was about to go to war.

Call......

There was a large tent at the entrance of the barracks, in which the clerk was responsible for counting the people who had arrived one after another.

Poor people or those who are not the kind of people who drag their families with their families have been easily arrested and put into the baggage camp when the people's books were counted yesterday, while the kind of Ding Fu who has a family or property has been set aside for a day to prepare.

The latter is not easy to escape, and if he can escape, the monk can't run away from the temple, if you want to escape, the family property will have to be confiscated.

When registering, the clerk seemed to be very dissatisfied with Xue San, but when Xue San said that he would feed the horses and prepare his own dry food, he didn't say anything more, and let Zheng Fan and the three enter the baggage camp.

The entrance of the baggage camp was guarded by soldiers, and a group of cavalry could be seen cruising around the periphery.

When they entered, they saw three stakes tied to the first three wooden stakes behind the camp gate.

This guy tried to escape last night, was caught and whipped and punished, and is now tied up here to make an example of chickens and monkeys.

In fact, Yan Guo had certain rules for the requisition of the people's husbands earlier, such as one family, four draws of one or three draws of one is more serious, but it is also two draws of one.

But because there are many gate valves in Yan State, each gate valve has its own industry, its own servants and its own private soldiers, these gate valves are like leeches attached to the body of the empire, sucking the nourishment of the empire, which gradually makes the taxes that the court can collect and the people that can be levied become more and more limited.

It is no wonder that the current monarch of the Yan Kingdom has been committed to centralizing power and reducing feudal domains since he succeeded to the throne, because this empire seems to be powerful, but in fact it has been hollowed out.

Fortunately, although the Qianguo and Jin kingdoms over there are not many gate valves, the Chevalier and doctor classes have long been decayed and cannot be lost, especially the Qianguo, which sits on the rich land in the south of the Yangtze River and has developed commerce and trade, but the Qianguo court has not been able to collect commercial taxes, and the finances have always been very tight, and often even the border troops stationed in the north of the empire to defend against the Yan iron cavalry have to be in arrears.

Because the "old Zheng family" has an industry in Hutou City, plus Liang Cheng's appearance after wearing armor is really good, he is considered to be the captain of the army in the camp, and the five people are a team, so three people have come in.

Why add three people? Because Xue San is not a person here.

After some tossing, the tent was set up, and the things were put away, and it was already afternoon.

Zheng Fan and the three sat outside the tent, nibbling on bread.

The scallion pancake, with a lot of oil or meat filling, tastes really good.

After seeing the envious eyes of the other three people in the same army, Zheng Fan gave each of them a cake, and they happily accepted it and thanked them again and again.

Liang Cheng didn't say anything about this, he just sat there silently observing the occasional Yan cavalry passing around the camp.

"What are you looking at?" Zheng Fan asked.

"Looking, our future opponents."

"............" Zheng Fan.

A word of neurosis, hesitated, and did not speak.

Although Zheng Fan has no sense of belonging to this Dayan, and he doesn't have a good feeling, he is not so full of rebellion as soon as he first came to this world.

But obviously, these demon kings under his command have actually been thinking about it for a long time.

In short, today is a day like a picnic for Zheng Fan, running to the field to set up a tent and then looking at the stars to fall asleep when the night comes.

However, in the early morning of the next day, after the sound of the military horn, the original leisurely moment was broken.

One by one, the soldiers came over with leather whips to urge everyone to move quickly, and the chaotic civilian battalion began to mobilize in a chaotic manner...... Messed up on the road.

The large army should be in the front, and the Minfu battalion is responsible for transporting grain and grass in the rear, and the army sets off a day earlier than here.

Except for stopping at noon and resting for a quarter of an hour, the whole day has been escorting grain and grass.

The more he entered the desert, the bigger the wind and sand became, and what surprised Zheng Fan was that he originally thought that he would not be able to hold on, but who knew that he actually gritted his teeth and survived, and he didn't let Liang Cheng and Xue San help anything.

When he arrived at night, Zheng Fan actually had the strength to help Xue San pack up the firewood and raise the bonfire.

The small iron pot was set up, the water was boiled, and Xue San took out the flour he brought again, and began to prepare noodles with noodles.

In terms of logistical support, Feng Siniang has made the most perfect preparations, after all, in Zheng Fan, the big guy really didn't feel that he would be reluctant to spend money.

At the same time, including Zheng Fan, everyone actually has no idea of "saving money for retirement" in their hearts, especially after determining the route, the ending of that kind of person is either to develop on the way to do things, or to kill themselves on the way to do things.

The same Wu Li passerby A knelt next to him, pouting.

After the noodles were put into the pot, and after seeing Xue San take out another piece of precious spices, the passer-by was even more excited.

"It's out of the pot!"

Xue San shouted, first served a big bowl to Zheng Fan, and then a bowl to himself and Liang Cheng, then pointed to the rest of the pot and said:

"Divide it."

The passer-by immediately went up and began to fish for noodles, and finally drank not a drop of noodle soup.

After dinner, he was lazy, and when Zheng Fan was about to go back to the tent to rest, he was called over by Liang Cheng.

"What's wrong?"

"It's a bit of a problem." Liang Cheng looked around and said.

"What's the problem?"

"Lord, when I escorted today, I checked the grain and grass we escorted."

"How?"

"It's a little little."

"Less?"

"Moreover, it stands to reason that the army should be ahead of us, but when we came over today, I didn't see any traces of the army's march."

In fact, when fighting a war, even ordinary regular army soldiers, it is difficult to know what the real strategic goal is, as for the people, they only need to be responsible for escorting grain and grass and helping to build the camp, if the situation is not good, they have to be forcibly driven up to be used as cannon fodder.

"The most important thing is that, my lord, this is too hasty, from the requisition of the people to the start of the army, there is no news and no preparation in advance."

Where is the target of the attack? I don't know.

What is the size of the army at the front? I don't know.

What is the size of the enemy army? I don't know.

Is it a blitzkrieg or a protracted war? I don't know.

At this time, Xue San leaned over and lowered his voice: "Or, I'll grab a tongue?" ”

Others scratching their tongues refers to going to the other party to grab a tongue to question, but Xue San here obviously intends to attack the officers guarding the Minfu battalion on his side.

There were two centurions in the camp, one of whom was responsible for directing and marching in the camp, and the other was responsible for leading a cavalry march around the camp.

More than 200 regular troops, guarding two or three thousand people, are about the same.

Liang Cheng shook his head and said, "Let's wait for two days and take a look." ”

In this matter, Zheng Fan is just a novice, he didn't express any opinions, and the most important thing is that he believes that Liang Cheng and Xue San, if there is no accident, everyone can go back safely after the battle, but if something happens, if he wants to survive, he has to rely on the two of them, Zheng Fan still has this point.

A peaceful night.

On the second day, the Minfu team continued to march and continued to camp in the evening as it had done the previous night.

On the third day, it was still calm.

At dusk on the fourth day, the camp camped again, this time in a good location, by a river, with slope valleys on both sides, to shelter the wind and sand.

After camping, many people went to the river to wash themselves, but in the past few days, all the way north, the body has been pasted with several layers of sand, before there was no condition, now there is a condition to clean up themselves can sleep comfortably at night.

The passers-by fetched water, collected dry firewood, and set up tents, Xue San only needed to be responsible for cooking.

There is food in the camp, after all, most of the people do not have such good conditions as the "old Zheng family", but the food in the camp can only be regarded as pig food compared to the small stove here.

Zheng Fan took a bath in the river, and when he went ashore, he saw Liang Cheng standing on the shore.

Seeing this scene, Zheng Fan felt for a while that the princess was bathing in the wild, and the general was in charge of guarding and guarding outside.

These thoughts are naturally impossible to say, even if they are joking, they can't be opened, it's too disgusting.

However, Liang Cheng is obviously not in charge of the wind here, when Zheng Fan came up, he took the initiative to walk to Zheng Fan's side and said very seriously:

"Lord, tonight, something is going to happen."

"What's wrong?"

"What does the Lord think of this camping location?"

Zheng Fan thought about it carefully, he didn't understand ancient wars, and he was not a military fan in his previous life, so he could only analyze through his own perspective and thinking:

"Here, one can ensure the water source, and the second can camp in the canyon, which can reduce the defense area, and if there is an enemy sneak attack, it can also be better defended, and I am not afraid that the enemy will cut off the water source."

"The Lord is wise."

Zheng Fan felt that these people had learned badly, and they were very insincere sycophants as if they didn't want money, and Zheng Fan knew that this sycophant was just foreshadowing, and there must be ...... below But.

"However, the Lord may have overlooked one point, that is, if the camp here is 3,000 sergeants, even if they are not the elite of the field, as long as they are regular sergeants, they can take advantage of the geographical conditions here to defend the effect.

However, my lord, there are only more than 200 soldiers here, and there are more than 200 people like us who bring their own armor and weapons, and the rest are basically ordinary people.

It only takes a few hundred horsemen to attack from one side and then from the other, and the whole battalion will inevitably collapse. ”

What kind of quality these people are, Zheng Fan also saw it, according to Zheng Fan, once there is a sneak attack, it is obviously impossible for most of these people who don't even have weapons to suddenly turn into predators, they will instead become the key to bombing the camp, which will directly lead to the collapse of the camp from the inside.

"Did you tell the military commander over there about this?" Zheng Fan asked.

Liang Cheng shook his head, pointed to the cavalry in the distance, and said: "In addition, there is one thing that is very strange, it is normal for cavalry to escort the grain and grass team, but this cavalry has not spread out to be a sentry horse, and it has been shrunk together in an organized manner for the past few days. ”

"yes."

Liang Chengyi said that Zheng Fan also discovered this phenomenon.

"Have you ever been to war before?" Zheng Fan couldn't help but crooked the building.

Liang Cheng's eyes showed a look of remembrance, and he replied: "In ancient times, I fought. ”

"Oh."

Is it in the side story of "Zombie Liang Cheng"?

Zheng Fan couldn't remember these details clearly.

At this time, Xue San's voice suddenly came from behind the two, like a ghost.

"Lord, I have noticed something very wrong."

When Xue San spoke, Liang Cheng only felt a chill coming directly from the back of his back, making him gasp.

But at this moment, Zheng Fan could only endure the afterglow of being frightened and asked:

"What's wrong?"

"When I was just cooking, my subordinates wanted to go to the grain and grass truck to get some food, after all, who knows how long it will take to go back, and we can save a little bit of the food we carry.

In order not to be discovered, the subordinates deliberately chose the bottom grain bag of the grain truck, who knows............"

Xue San spread out his palm,

Stones fell from his palms......