At the junction of Tianbei Road and Jibei Road, there was already a sea of tents at this time. Some have just arrived here and started to set up camp on the edge, and some have already arrived and are training.

The logistics soldiers who have not stopped moving, running around like soldier ants.

Since ancient times, logistics has played an important role in frontal warfare.

The Tang soldiers were divided into three routes, the left wing, the main attack, and the right wing. The left wing was led by the king of the extreme north province, and the right wing was led by the king of the north of the Tianbei province. At this time, this place is naturally the dumb king of Yama - Cheng Tu is stationed.

Naturally, the dumb king of Yama was just a title given by respecting him in private, not that Cheng Tu had already been crowned a king.

Back to the war.

Before the start of the war, the Tang army did not send scouts. The reason is that the barbarians do not have border gates, and all the people are soldiers, and they respond quickly to the war. I saw a smoke in the sky from afar, and when the "smoke" floated in front of me, the whole city was already in a state of war readiness. In wartime, the barbarians do not do sneak attacks, they all gather troops to attack them in a dignified manner, which is also the belief tradition of the barbarians - respect for the enemy. Therefore, as long as the general movement of the enemy is grasped, the Tang army can react, and there is no need to be as cautious as in other battles. The barbarian method of warfare is based on their strong individual strength.

Out of respect and etiquette, Datang has also changed its treacherous combat style over the years, and it is also a grand attack. While looking good, it sharply increased the casualties of the war. However, there is generally a wind of appreciation from top to bottom of Datang.

This is also the reason why many warriors are willing to come to the north to join the army, although it is tragic and abnormal, but it is so happy. More importantly, the pension is not low, enough for a family of five to live for a lifetime.

In the Chinese military tent, at this time, it was as quiet and silent as being immersed in the water of Tianxin Lake, just because of a huge figure at the table.

That's Cheng Tu.

Cheng Tu has always been wearing heavy armor during the war, and he is already two meters tall, but now he is like an iron tower, which is terrifying.

He stood on the edge of the battle handicap that indicated the distribution of his troops, staring at the various flags on it. The flag is used to indicate the location of each army at this stage, the location of grain and grass, the distribution of water sources, and the main location of the barbarian tribe gathering place and the round city.

The round city is a unique city building of the barbarians, the whole is circular, similar to the big tent where they live, and there are many city gates, which is easy to enter and exit.

Although Cheng Tu seemed to be thinking about the march and formation very seriously, his heart had already flown to his precious daughter, Cheng Fei.

He was now wondering what excuse he could use to transfer them from the North King's side here. His daughter is right under his nose, which can also make him feel a lot more relieved.

"Marshal, the head of the household is still asking to see. "A soldier came in at the door, and I reported.

Cheng Tu nodded.

"Lord Wang, please. Someone outside commanded.

Wang Ding, the head of the household, is often called "smiling tiger" in the government and the opposition. No matter whether Wang Ding is angry or sad, he is all smiling, which is unbearable. At the same time, he also pursues a principle: how much money can be done. As a result, the evaluation among officials is not low, and it is known as the style of ancient celebrities.

Wang Ding still looked smiling, and stepped in, slightly diluting the tense atmosphere in the venue.

He raised his hand and rushed to Cheng Tuyi to hug his fist, which turned out to be a martial artist's salute, and said at the same time: "Marshal Cheng, are you still thinking about the military?"

Cheng Tu rolled his eyelids, also clenched his fists back, nodded and said, "I don't know how the grain and grass arranged by Lord Wang are transported, I think the situation is a bit slow now." ”

Wang Ding stepped forward, leaned in front of the battle plate, rolled up his sleeves, and inserted the yellow flag that was a cut behind the other flags at a similar distance, and said with a smile: "Marshal Cheng don't worry, it's just that something strange happened on the way here, and now it's back to normal, and I've sent someone to speed up the transportation." ”

Cheng Tu nodded, and squinted his eyes in an instant: "Lord Wang is very capable, there are still such a group of capable people under him." He gestured with his hand, "It's about three hundred miles, and it will arrive overnight." Cheng Tu's eyes flashed, showing a look of interest, and said, "I don't know when Lord Wang will be able to lend me this group of people? ”

"Hehe, borrowing the marshal once, but no one can come back, I can't stand the toss with this old book. Wang Ding said with a smile.

Cheng Tu was disappointed, turned his gaze to the battle plate, no longer looked at Wang Ding, and asked, "What about Lord Qian?"

"He was in contact with the cultivators who had come from all over the world. Wang Ding replied.

Cheng Tu nodded.

"Then I will retire first, and the marshal will not be sent. Wang Ding smiled.

Cheng Tu still nodded.

Wang Ding's hand hidden under his robe shook it, and he couldn't see anything on his face, and left with a soldier who led the way.

"Send a letter to the king of the north, saying that he wants to dispatch that batch of Wuzijian students, and transfer them to the Xiubu Shangshuna. Cheng Tushou knocked on the battle plate and gave the order.

"Yes. "A small soldier walked away quickly.

"How is the gathering of the army?" Cheng Tu looked at the right general.

The marshal has two subordinate generals, the left general will do the things of charging and fighting, and the right general will do the things of logistics and curtain.

The right general said in a deep voice: "500,000 have been assembled, and another 50,000 have already traveled 50 miles away, and they will arrive in the afternoon." ”

"The follow-up grain and grass are also in place," Cheng Tu's eyes were deep, "Then prepare and gather." ”

"Woo-" The heavy, massive horn sounded.

The soldiers who were training in the various clearings stopped their movements and quickly assembled.

Under the command tower of the Chinese army, there is already a sea of people, and there are many phalanxes like ants.

Cheng Tu stood at the top, waiting quietly, followed by many generals.

Fifteen seconds later, there was silence below, as if no one was there.

But in fact, it was an army of half a million people.

Cheng Tu raised his right hand high, holding a long knife in his hand, it was Gongzi, and then raised his left hand, it was a roll of bamboo slips.

The bamboo slips are written to discuss the barbarian text.

Many soldiers looked at Cheng Tu silently, this man who seemed to have a monstrous sea of blood on his body.

He handed over the silk to the left general, which was read by the marshal according to the procedure, and never read the text without the process of Tu, so according to the usual practice, it was handed over to the left general.

General Zuo took a step forward, his face was heavy, he opened the bamboo slip, read it word by word, and read it out with a serious expression.

Under the cultivation, the sound resounded throughout the land.

That's it.

The 500,000 army drew their swords and roared to the sky.

Today, June 2, the 22nd year of Datang's birth.

Fight the barbarians!