Chapter 451: Something Isn't Right

Since it is called Huaibai Slope, the natural vegetation is dense. But in the past three years, the area has been plagued by insects, and the trees that grow in the shade of the hillside have died in large areas, and many of the giant trees have fallen down, and even those that are barely standing are only dry branches and dead leaves.

The scene in the forest is clear at a glance.

The two armies fought fiercely here, and the combined number of both sides exceeded 70,000.

He had seen the uniforms on both sides:

Brown Army, Zhenbei Army.

Therefore, Mao Dingsheng finally intercepted the reinforcements of his sworn enemy outside Qingling City.

In this way, it seems that he is a step ahead.

The Zhenbei army finally escaped here, wanting to break through the siege and gallop to the aid of Qingling City, and the task of the brown army below is to nail it in place!

Yan Saburo already had experience in observing the war, and he could see the way out from the complexity, and after a while, he found that the Brown Army was extremely brave, and actually pressed the famous Zhenbei Army to retreat step by step.

Therefore, the war drums in the rear of the brown army shook the sky and the morale was greatly boosted.

In the past month or so, it has used Qingling City as a bait to attract the royal army of the country to come to the rescue, and it will be eliminated in batches. Most of the soldiers of the Brown Army were from peasant backgrounds, and they originally had a natural fear of officers and soldiers. But with the successive victories of the Brown Army, this awe gradually disappeared and was replaced by rising morale.

What's more, this interception battle has been going on for more than an hour, and the Brown Army has been rushing to the battlefield in an endless stream to join the encirclement. Judging from Yan Saburo's eyesight, the number of brown troops on the battlefield was already at least thirty percent more than that of the Zhenbei army. Although the latter is known as an elite division, in fact, in hand-to-hand combat, the individual combat strength of the soldiers does not hinder the overall situation, and the side with high morale and large numbers often has the advantage.

Yan Saburo even remembered that Lian Rongsheng talked about the war of great powers in class, and said earnestly: "There is never anything in war where the weak defeat the strong, only the victory of more than the few in parts and details." ”

He watched quietly for about two quarters of an hour, and said in a low voice: "The Zhenbei Army can't stand it. ”

Sure enough, within a few sticks of incense when these words were spoken, a loud cymbal sounded in the rear of the Zhenbei Army.

This army is beginning to retreat!

The brown army was overjoyed, of course, it was full of strength and relentless pursuit.

"Almost, the Zhenbei army is retreating, there will be chaos in the army, and it is a good opportunity for you to sneak in. Chitose also spoke up, "Let's go, it's best to catch Tai's father-in-law while there is chaos." ”

Yan Saburo nodded and jumped down from the tree.

......

After Yan Saburo left the small courtyard, He Xiaoyuan was in a daze in the direction of Qingling City for a while before he sighed leisurely and swallowed the bitterness in his throat.

In this war, there is probably no one more conflicted than her. She did hope that the Brown Army would break through Qingling City and go all the way north to shake the rule of King Wei, so as to ease or stop the conquest against You. But Han Zhao ......

There will inevitably be casualties in the war, and she can't tell whether she hates him or blames him, but she doesn't want him to die here.

After all, she thought, it was the same door.

"Kite girl?" There was a human voice on the side, He Xiaokite turned his head, only to find that the woman who had delivered the clothes was still waiting in place.

"Sister Su, thank you. She smiled,

This Sister Su is originally from the local area, but her husband and son have joined the Brown Army.

She waved her hand and smiled innocently: "Thank you, I didn't help much." ”

He Xiaoyuan had something in her heart, but she just said "hmm".

"The uniform of the Tingjun is very similar to that of the Zhenbei Army. The kid was in too much of a hurry, otherwise I would have been able to fix it for him in two or three stitches. Sister Su also saw that she was absent-minded, and walked out, "Oh, I'm leaving, girl kite, you call me again if you have something......"

"Okay-" He Xiaoyuan was stunned, suddenly felt that something was wrong, and turned her head to ask, "Sister Su, how do you know that these two military uniforms are very similar? Have you ever seen the military uniforms of the Zhenbei Army?"

"yes. Sister Su replied as a matter of course, "That is, the colors are different, the materials are different, and the shape of the shoulder armor is different." ”

"When and where have you seen it?" He Xiaoyuan knew that this woman was a native of the local household, but the Zhenbei Army was active in the northern border of the country, and she would not come to the mainland for many years, how could she have the opportunity to see the military uniform of the Zhenbei Army?

"It was two years ago in the fall. Sister Su stopped and thought about it, "I heard that the cotton harvest in the west was not good that year, so the winter clothes of the Zhenbei Army were designated for Luotong Town, and they had to be delivered before winter." That's a military order, and if you can't finish it, you're going to kill your head! There are so many people in the town, so they all asked us to help, and even the embroidery girls in the nearby towns were found to work day and night. ”

He Xiaoyuan nodded: "You have sewed the military uniform of the Zhenbei Army." ”

"Isn't that right? instantly recognizable. ”

He Xiaoyuan frowned again when he heard this: "I remember Han ...... The Marquis of Zhenbei had already opened a military camp in the north, and he also raised his own food and salary, which was almost two years ago. ”

Yes, yes, as soon as Sister Su said this, she remembered. Two years ago, the northern border of the Patriotic Republic was hit by a once-in-a-century cold wave, and the weather was bitterly cold. Not to mention people, the beasts were frozen to death on the side of the road. Han Zhao urged several times, but the materials transported from China were seriously insufficient, especially the lack of warm clothing. That winter, many soldiers in the Zhenbei Army were frozen to death, which was very miserable. From then on, despite the opposition of the royal court, Han Zhaocai opened a military camp in order to be self-sufficient.

"No, since the military uniforms of the Zhenbei Army are made here, how can so many people freeze to death in the north?" He Xiaoyuan instinctively sensed that there was something wrong with it, but she was not in Weiguo at that time, so she didn't know what had happened here.

Sister Su whispered: "I heard Xiuniang mention that a large number of military uniforms were left in Luotong Town after they were made, and they were not sent out. They also complained that the official supervised everyone to rush to work strictly, which made people go to the point of urine. As a result, we drove out all the military uniforms day and night, and they poured them well, piled up the finished products in the warehouse, and were not in a hurry to send them out!"

"Heaped in the warehouse, not in a hurry to send it out. He Xiaoyuan automatically omitted the first few complaints, and only thought about these two key sentences repeatedly, always feeling that something was wrong.

"And what about these ready-to-wear clothes?" she suddenly panicked, as if something bad was about to happen, "are they still piled up in the storeroom?"

"Ah, then I don't know, I'm not an official. Sister Su smiled, "But the winter of the past two years has not been too cold." ”

Those winter clothes are all styles of the Zhenbei Army, and if other guards want to use them, they have to be changed again. Urine sex ...... of patriotic officials He Xiaoyuan's heart flashed with inspiration, and his breath stopped all of a sudden: "Sister Su, how far is Luotong Town from here!"

Sister Su calculated in her heart: "It's probably ...... Less than forty miles?"

He Xiaoyuan took the paper with his hand, took out a piece of charcoal from the kitchen, quickly drew a sketch on the paper, marked a few main locations at random, and then asked Sister Su: "Where is Luotong Town?"