"rouge?"

Zhu Gaoxu was puzzled, "Why did Lan Shuai's mount be so famous? It's like a girl in a prostitute village!"

"What is the name of the Fierce Wind Longbow Meteor, the Night Lion Jade Qilin, the sound is so nice, the name of the Clouds and Night Shooting is so poetic? Why is it called such a name? It is inappropriate!"

The war horse under Zhu Gaoxu's crotch is called the Black Dragon Cat. It is the same name as the war horse that Chang Yuchun, the founding king of Kaiping, Chang Yuchun, sounds majestic.

Warriors are all horse-loving people. To be precise, they regard their mounts as part of their lives. For example, the Six Horses of Zhaoling in Emperor Taizong of Tang Dynasty, that is the best portrayal of the love of warriors for war horses.

"rouge?"

Zhu Gaoxu looked at Lan Yu's thin horse with crooked mouth and crooked eyes and a slanted belly, and secretly curled his lips.

"Even a mare is a bit too bad. Lan Shuai's ability to fight is not comparable to others, but he chooses a war horse..."

Thinking in my mind, pulling the reins, letting the black dragon foal beside the other party's rouge slightly away.

The group of people rode their horses and walked slowly, gradually leaving the capital.

In the evening, Lan Yu made another decision that Zhu Gaoxu was particularly puzzled.

They did not look for postal managers that could provide accommodation for the officials, nor did they stay in the inn. Instead, they set up tents and camped out in the wilderness.

In the winter in Jiangnan, it is also a biting cold wind at night.

With the wind, Mars in the bonfire drifted everywhere.

Zhu Gaoxu and Lan Yu sat around the fire, holding an iron pot on the flame, and cooking their dinner inside.

Dinner is extremely simple, just a meal of pickles, pancakes and water, without any meat and fish, and the color of the soup looks similar to shit, so you don’t have any appetite.

The campsite they chose was on a mountainside. The soldiers under Zhu Gaoxu put all the big carts in a circle, put the horses in the middle, and the bows, arrows and spears were placed in the reach.

This is a standard practice of being ready to face the enemy at night. Once the enemy is discovered, you can attack and retreat or defend.

But Zhu Gaoxu found that when his subordinates set up camp, some of the veterans under Lan Yu were hiding in the night, while others went to the foot of the mountain, and secretly arranged traps to bury iron thorns along the road that could be opened.

What is hidden is a secret whistle. If an enemy touches them when they are trapped, they may be alarmed.

"This... it's not time for war, does Lan Shuai need to be so vigilant?" Zhu Gaoxu was puzzled again and looked at Lan Yu.

Lan Yu sat by the fire wearing a cloak, her silver hair dancing, and Mars kept hitting him, but he thought he didn't see it.

Take out the dagger from your waist and stir it in the pot for a few times.

"Well, I can eat it!" Lan Yu turned to look at Zhu Gaoxu, "What are you doing when you are staring at the old man? I want someone to feed you?"

Zhu Gaoxu looked at the things in the pot and swallowed, "Lan Shuai, why bother to eat these? My car contains a lot of delicious food, jerky candied tea leaves..."

"Try it, it's actually quite delicious!" Lan Yu ate the food in the bowl, and the corners of her mouth kept twitching, "It's cold, so you have to eat these hot ones."

Zhu Gaoxu took a look at the pot of food again and took a bite.

As soon as I entered my mouth, my eyebrows and nose were all frowned.

It's so salty and sticky, and there's a scent that you can't explain.

Seeing him like this, Lan Yu sneered halfway, "You have been in the army since you were a child, why are you so delicate?"

Then, without waiting for Zhu Gaoxu to speak, Lan Yu seemed to have some clarity and said, "Oh, old man, I forgot, you are the prince of the prince, and you are in the army with your father. No matter how hard you are, you will never be able to eat these things!"

"Ha, I really follow Gen'er. When your father was young, he learned from Huo Qubing. When he went to war, he had to bring a few chefs with him to cook for him. Hehe, he wouldn't be like a dog."

Seeing that Lan Yu suddenly led the conversation to Zhu Di, and was full of sarcasm, Zhu Gaoxu couldn't hold on his face even if he admired Lan Yu in his heart.

"Ship Lan is such a bad word. You have never seen my father in the army, but you are also with the soldiers..."

"This is what ordinary soldiers eat." Lan Yu pointed to the sticky things in the bowl, his eyes as bright as stars, and said seriously, "This is what I eat when I fight in the army."

"You two are in a good year. Our Ming Dynasty has a family background and can withstand the toss and expenses. You are the princes, so you naturally have whatever you want. But when my generation, when he followed the old emperor to conquer the world, was just such a bowl of rotten things, and many people couldn't have a meal for several days."

"Besides, you are fighting with the back of henanhebei. Several provinces supply supplies and the food channels are unobstructed. Back then, we had to eat every meal, and the food in the army had to be calculated. Only before the war began, would we dare to let the children eat six points."

As he said that, Lan Yu raised his head and swallowed everything in the bowl, then wiped his mouth with his sleeve, and continued, "Don't talk about the past, even now, those who go out to fight and serve in the army will eat this. Old man, I have seen you two in the army. What you said about your father and his soldiers share the joys and sorrows, is just a gesture, and he is always this every time he eats?"

Zhu Gaoxu's face turned red. The father and son were indeed eating small foods in the army. Even if they had a meal with the soldiers occasionally, they would do it. Besides, knowing that the father and son wanted to eat together, the chef would do it better.

"The army and horses move forward before they move their food and grass. The most important thing in war is food and grass. People are hungry and they don't have the energy to farm!" Lan Yu added some firewood to the fire and continued, "Especially what we are going to in Yunnan. Although those barbarians are not worthy of evidence. However, the mountain roads are rugged, dense forests, and it is difficult to transport grain and grass to the sky. Barbarians are good at hiding everywhere and are unable to prevent them. Our food channels are at risk of being cut off at any time."

"When fighting in such a terrain, can you eat with your belly open? You can eat whatever you want? You are dreaming!"

Speaking, Lan Yu looked at Zhu Gaoxu here and smiled again, "I know you must be a little dissatisfied with it."

"without......."

"The first lesson I teach you today is these things beyond war." Lan Yu wrapped her cloak tightly on her body, "War, we won't fight as much as we want."

"Waring like your father is so powerful that others cannot learn from others."

"War is like living a life, you have to make a calculation."

"Besides, most of the time you fight with the best of the wind, and attack is the first. What if the battle is unfavorable, the two sides are in a stalemate or are surrounded and at a disadvantage?"

"Even when you lead the army to siege the city, the first thing you need to consider is not when you can break through the city, but how long the food in your own hands can support you to siege him, and how many days the food in the other party can eat."

"Don't think that you can win every battle if you are not afraid of death and have sharp weapons. You are all martial artists, and you are carrying one head on both shoulders. If you come here with a knife, you will still die no matter how powerful you are."

Lan Yu’s words were a bit nagging and a little messy, but Zhu Gaoxu listened very seriously.

"Before you win, you must first think about defeat. Defeat starts with the morale of the army. What is morale of the army? The belly is morale of the army!"

"Don't learn Huo Qubing's trick with your father, you can't learn it."

"That would only be a surprise attack, not a long-term victory. I am not an old man, I look down on the ancients, Huo Qubing is powerful, but if I really discuss it carefully, who would have missed these people in this dynasty?"

"Your old achievements are not inferior to..."

"That's also a temporary victory, otherwise why is the Tartars still a trouble for the Ming Dynasty?" Lan Yusurong looked at the fire, "War is not something that can be done overnight, or even a generation."

"You father and son led the army and took advantage of their status. They were the prince, Longsun, and the nobles of heaven and earth, and the thousand-year-old."

"Your identity can make the soldiers listen to you and be afraid of you. But the most important thing in leading troops is the morale of the army. Even if you have a morale of the army, even if you lose again and again, you will not be defeated or defeated."

"How to achieve the morale of the army?" Lan Yu pointed to the bowl beside her, "Share the joys and sorrows with the soldiers!"
Chapter completed!