Soon, the soldiers' nanny experience card expired.

Rather than enjoyment, it is better to say torture.

After Wang Bue ordered the civilians to return to the team and scolded Wang Cheng in private, the entire camp felt a little more comfortable.

No one is as cautious and uncomfortable as before.

The previous service was so thoughtful that someone was feeding him.

I'm afraid that even the First Emperor hasn't experienced this kind of life?

Although Zhang Buyi was Wang Bue’s personal guard lieutenant, since he was a lieutenant, he also managed more than 2,000 personal soldiers at the same time.

These more than 2,000 people are the most elite soldiers in the entire army, and their true combat power is still unknown.

But in daily training, if one person is single to one, one person can fight at least three soldiers from the front-line troops.

If we cooperate, a trio will not be at a disadvantage when facing the previous one.

Therefore, Zhang Buyi quickly conveyed Wang Bue's intention to the ears of his personal guards, and scolded him fiercely.

More than 2,000 guards who were trained could not raise their heads and felt deeply ashamed of their depravity.

Several strong-willed personal guards even felt sorry for the cultivation of the young master because of their ridiculous enjoyment these days, and even wanted to wipe their necks and apologize.

Fortunately, my colleagues next to me discovered it and stopped it. After a lot of persuasion, I stopped this unnecessary reduction in staff.

Immediately afterwards, Wang Bue's intention was gradually transmitted to the entire army through his personal guards.

And the more the spread became more and more bizarre, and in the end it was even reported that Wang Bue felt deeply guilty about the performance of the soldiers. They even lost their original intentions in front of Fugui, believing that this must be a problem with Wang Bue himself leading his troops, which made the soldiers lose themselves and nostalgic for the prosperity and wealth.

Anyway, no matter what, the atmosphere in the army broke up again in just a few days.

And having such an experience made them feel rewarded, although the enjoyment process was unnatural and unaccustomed to it.

But everyone is a soldier who is born with a miserable background, so he naturally knows that this kind of life will kill them.

The second day of August!

Zhang Han's army is about to run out of food and grass.

The more than 200,000 main forces of Wang Buye Army behind him have to be pulled out to show off every day.

He did not attack or shout, and he just stood there without moving.

Take the initiative to attack?

Zhang Han doesn’t have the courage!

Not defending?

Zhang Han also doesn’t have the courage!

Fortunately, Wang Buye did not have a real attack, but this delayed for some time.

Today, Zhang Han's floating bridge is finally about to be completed. If it goes well, even before dark, he can arrange tens of thousands of people to cross the river and establish positions on the other side of the river to ensure that the subsequent troops will successfully cross the river tomorrow.

"Oh, I'm so worried, I'm finally done!" Looking at the simple floating bridge, Zhang Han expressed his feelings.

"It's not the time to relax. Today's weather is a bit abnormal, and the water of the river seems to be a little faster than the previous few days..." Peng Jia hurriedly persuaded.

"Stay through tomorrow. If it really doesn't work, just cross the river overnight!" Zhang Han nodded and cursed inwardly.

Summer is the rainy season, and there are various uncertain factors in the rainy season.

Today's weather is particularly stuffy and a little wet. Even on the riverside, it shouldn't be like this.

So, anyone who is worried knows that this is a sign of rain.

The water of the river is a little more turbulent, which also means that it rains somewhere upstream of the river and the river water is about to soar.

This is the most feared thing about floating bridges. In the past, there was no need to build floating bridges. Every summer rainy season, as long as it rains for more than one day, the floating bridges built will inevitably be washed away.

The floating bridges built around winter are often washed away after the beginning of spring.

...

On the other side of the river, a group of black figures suddenly appeared in a hurry.

There are not many people, about 500 people.

I could not help but breathe a sigh of relief after seeing the progress of the pontoon bridge on the river.

The pontoon bridge has not been built yet, but it is not much different.

The number of people who build pontoon bridges on the south bank of the Great River is far more than the number of people on the north bank of the Great River.

What's the reason...

Of course, Zhang Han was afraid that there were too many people coming here, so what if he ran away?

Therefore, in terms of progress, it is naturally that nearly four-fifths of the distance was paved on the south side, while only less than one-fifth of the distance was paved on the north side.

The two sides are about ten meters apart and can join together. If you calculate it carefully, it will only be about four or five stakes and a few rafts.

Zhang Han did not have enough boats, so he could only replace them with temporary fabricated rafts, and at the same time he built more wooden stakes to fix them. When he stood on one side, the built one was even more shaky, giving people the feeling that he would be washed down at any time.

"Damn it, I finally caught up!" Peng Yue breathed a sigh of relief.

He came so late and brought such a few people, not because he wanted to disobey.

He is not really blamed for being late this time.

The scout who was responsible for delivering the letter sprained his ankle on the way, and then he fell off the horse and vomited blood at that time.

Seeing that the horse could not run away, I could only endure the pain and walk to deliver the letter.

How can you keep up with this speed?

I'm talking about it, I'm vomiting blood, can the injury be mild?

The scout's journey is one and a half days, that is, riding a horse for a long time. It doesn't matter how fast or slow you go. Anyway, you can get to the place for half a day. Then, you can send someone to deliver a letter at the next stop. The scout will rest for one afternoon and one night. The next day, the next day, and return to the place before noon.

It was not until the next day that the scouts did not come back, so on the third day, he quickly sent someone to search for it. On the way, he found a war horse with sprained ankle lying on the side of the road, eating listlessly.

After walking less than ten miles forward, I found a scout that had been dead in the grass on the roadside.

The letter paper on his body was there, and when he saw the corpse, he understood what was going on along the way.

So he quickly sent the letter out, which delayed three and a half days.

What's even more unfortunate is that the 5,000 people left by Guan Ying helped Peng Yue occupy several cities. After the power reached nearly 10,000, they left. After the rectification, Peng Yue went north.

So, when he received the letter, he received five days later than expected.

There was no other way, so I could only bring 500 people to come first, and then dispatch troops along the way to support me as soon as possible.

A quarter of an hour later, the soldiers recovered a little.

He couldn't blame anyone for the scout. This was an accident. Besides, the scout was already dead on the way to deliver the letter. What else could he blame?

If you want to blame, you can only blame yourself for your heart, just to make yourself encounter such a thing.

But you can't keep your grievances in your heart forever. You have to find a place to vent and make up for the mistakes that cannot be explained.
Chapter completed!