After thinking about it, the deputy general came back, accompanied by a plainly dressed scholar, Jia Mu.

Wang Ping looked at Jia Mu and frowned: "Why didn't you leave?"

Jia Mu said calmly: "I want to stay and take a look. I rarely have the opportunity to observe battles at close range."

"You are twenty-five this year, and it has been five years since you were crowned. You are talented and learned. Your Majesty is serving as a captain in the Liangzhou Army. It should not be difficult to find a job for you in the Liangzhou Army. Why would you rather stay at home?

Not going to be an official?" Wang Ping is not someone who likes to pry into other people's privacy. In fact, he always talks very little, even less to strangers. It is logical that he would not ask someone who has just known him for a few days these words, but Jia Mu agrees with him.

On the way to escape, he also made plans to point out a way out for Fei Jun to avoid greater losses for Fei Jun. Wang Ping recognized the other party in his heart, so he unconsciously asked this question.

Rather than being curious, it is better to say that Wang Ping felt dissatisfied that Jia Mu was talented but not an official.

When he visited Jia Xu's house earlier, Wang Ping could see that Jia Xu's family was not well-off. They didn't even have any servants, and their clothes had obviously been worn for many years. Jia Mu and Jia Ji were both adults. Did Jia Ji have anything in his belly?

There is no way to know for the time being, but Wang Ping is convinced by Jia Mu's talents on the road. Jia Mu has the ability and connections. The Liangzhou army has many warriors who charge into battle, but it is very lacking in counselors or talents to govern the place. Jia Mu came out and finally

Even if you are poor, you can still be a county magistrate, so that your family will not live in such poverty.

"My father doesn't allow it," Jia Mu said calmly.

There was no disappointment or annoyance on his face. He seemed to have no other thoughts at all and no mood swings.

Wang Ping sighed secretly in his heart.

If Jia Mu is really so calm about being idle at home and doesn't care whether he goes out to do things or not, why bother to risk staying here to observe the battle at close range? People in the Jia family clearly put their own safety first, okay! Just because Jia Xu doesn't allow it,

Jammu had a great time, but he could only waste it at home.

Wang Ping knew it was inappropriate to ask any more questions, so he changed the subject and asked, "Why do the Qiang people bite us so hard?"

The Fei Army lost hundreds of people along the way, but the Qiang people suffered even more serious losses. At least two to three thousand people died at the hands of the Fei Army. The strength of the special arms is no joke. But even so, the Qiang people

The people were still rushing forward, with a posture of dragging the soldiers back even if they fell off the cliff, which made Wang Ping puzzled. It was just to help the Liangzhou army, was it worth fighting so hard?

"For quota." Jia Mu said.

"Quota?"

"It is an unwritten rule that if you contribute more to help the Liangzhou Army, the Liangzhou Army will increase the number of recruits as appropriate."

"Just to recruit more troops from the tribe for the Liangzhou Army?" Wang Ping's eyes widened.

He knew what the Liangzhou Army's conscription was like. It was a free labor force with no pay, and they had to bring their own equipment and weapons. It was equivalent to a woman getting married without a penny as a gift when she came of age. With this kind of treatment, the Qiang people actually didn't hesitate.

What's the point of fighting Fei Jun at the price?

"Conscription is just a facade," Jia Mu said sadly: "The closer we are to the Liangzhou Army, the easier it is for the tribe to survive."

Wang Ping remained silent.

The harsh living environment in Liangzhou is beyond the imagination of outsiders.

He suddenly understood why the Liangzhou army was still willing to fight to the death for Dong Zhuo when all the princes in the world were fighting against him. The Liangzhou army had always been in poverty, and it only improved when Dong Zhuo took over the power in the court. The men of Liangzhou were vulgar and uncultured, but they had their own simplicity.

Dong Zhuo was good to them. Even if Dong Zhuo did something treasonous and unethical, the men of Liangzhou would still follow him, and they would still fight to the death even if they were enemies of the heroes of Guandong.

"It's really enviable that the general is in charge of an army at such a young age." Seeing that Wang Ping remained silent, Jia Mu also said that his words accidentally touched the other party's taboo, and calmly changed the words. He said to the taciturn man

Wang Ping didn't know much about him, but it was always right to praise him. Besides, what he said was true. Even among the Liangzhou Army, young military commanders like Wang Ping were rare.

"My lord, my love is deeply felt in my heart." Wang Ping said solemnly.

"The general's troops are all elite men." Jia Mu continued to distribute free honors.

"It's not enough. I have been training for four years and can only barely take a look." Wang Ping still looked serious.

The entire territory believes that the Wudang Feijun is a special force with a great reputation. Only Wang Ping is still dissatisfied. The main reason is that the Zhulu leader also has a Baijie that is almost monster-like. Compared with the Baijie, Wang Ping always feels that the Feijun

It's not even close. He is especially envious of Bai Mian's legion tradition, defending invincibility for 30 seconds, which is a magical comeback at a critical moment. The Fei Army still doesn't have a legion tradition, how can Wang Ping be satisfied?

Jia Mu was secretly frightened. He cared about other details and asked: "The general has led this army for four years?"

"yes."

"Gui Geng?"

"nineteen."

Jia Mu smiled, but his smile was clearly a bit bitter.

Wang Ping took charge of an army at the age of fifteen, and he had not yet become an official at the age of twenty-five, which took ten years longer than Wang Ping. Looking at Wang Ping's words and deeds, it was obvious that he was an illiterate, and Jia Mu didn't know what it felt like.

.

"I heard that Zhuilu is leading an army in a fierce battle, and the general is in charge of the army at the age of fifteen... Can my family rest assured?" What Jia Mu actually wants to say is that Yu Wuzhi is asking a fifteen-year-old barbarian boy to form an independent army. How worried is he?

? But now that Jia Xu has surrendered to the Zhulu leader, Yu Buzhi is the master. It is absolutely impossible to question the master, so he suddenly changed his words and asked Wang Ping if his family was relieved.

"What are you worried about?" Wang Ping looked at Jia Mu inexplicably, and suddenly felt blessed. He suddenly realized that Jia Xu didn't let Jia Mu go out to do things because he was worried, and blurted out: "My father is not that squeamish!"

Jammu burst into tears.

I opened my mouth to argue, but I didn't know how to explain.

At this time, several flying army scouts rushed over.

"Sir, the pursuers are already three miles away."

"how many people?"

"There are many. The mountain roads are rugged and the view is blocked. We can only estimate by the sound of footsteps. There are at least 3,000 people."

"So many?" Wang Ping looked solemn.

It is not easy to deploy troops in the mountains and fields. Usually the number of troops participating in the battle is not too large. The number of pursuers is unexpected, which means that the Qiang brigade is probably following up. This news is not a good thing for the Fei Army. The purpose of organizing this ambush was to

In order to teach the opponent a lesson, the Qiang people will not dare to pursue too hard, so as to buy enough time for the troops to cross the ridge line calmly. If a large Qiang force really arrives, it will be difficult to achieve the goal of scaring the opponent away. If you are not careful,

Maybe it will be difficult for our own troops to escape.

Wang Ping was a little hesitant, should he ambush as originally planned?

Jia Mu said solemnly: "It may not be too late to retreat now. Besides, it is difficult for the front team to speed up. If the pursuers catch up, unless the general is willing to abandon the wounded soldiers and us and leave, he may not be able to escape intact. Ambush according to the plan and let the soldiers escape."

Only when the pursuers know the difficulty and retreat can we ensure that our army has enough time to cross the Qilian Ridge."

"Okay." Wang Ping did not hesitate.

Wang Ping's temperament was resolute, and it was absolutely impossible for him to abandon the wounded soldiers and Jia Xu's family members to escape.

"There are people under the general's command, right?" Jia Mu said suddenly.

"Um."

"how many?"

"It's 30, what are you doing?"
Chapter completed!