Wang Xun couldn't count how much he drank that night. He only remembered that he was being dragged by Feng Changqing in a daze to go through the entire topography of Anxi. Where could troops be stationed, where was suitable for guarding, and where
Suitable for taking the initiative, many military concepts that he did not need to remember at this level were poured into his stomach one after another along with the wine, which was a bit fiery. At the same time, he was still confused by Feng Chang
Qing was forced to say a lot of lofty words and made a lot of promises that he might never fulfill, and then he got drunk and fell unconscious.
In his drunken dream, he happened to return to Chang'an again, and he was still the same as before, frivolous and carefree all day long. However, the imperial court finally discovered his talent and sent him to be a gatekeeper general. Wang Xun received the seal and proudly said
After taking office, he climbed to the watchtower and suddenly saw that Chang'an City had been surrounded. The ground outside the gate was dark and there was a crowd of people riding camels.
"I haven't learned how to fight yet?!" At this moment, Wang Xun suddenly realized that he had not remembered anything he had learned from the middle school in Baimabao Camp. He wanted to shirk responsibility, but there were countless people in the city.
Tao looked over with expectant eyes, and they converged together, as heavy as a thousand pieces.
"Erlang, be careful!" The concerned voice came from Bai Yunzhi. Behind her was the ancestral house in Chongrenfang, which had been passed down for four generations, and the paint on the carved beams was becoming increasingly mottled.
"You are my man!" In a daze, he walked into his bedroom. The maid Ziluo brought hot water and happily arranged his hair in front of the mirror, not letting go of the loud shouts of death outside.
In the heart.
"Erlang, your ancestor Xiangru Gong was only eighteen years old back then, but he had already brought five hundred green trees and grass with him to confront General Wei Wensheng's five thousand cavalry!!" Before he could finish combing his hair, another image appeared in the mirror.
Aunt Yun's face was filled with worry and a hint of hatred.
"Don't worry about him. The people I like, Feng Changqing, will never be bad!" The short Fourth Uncle Feng walked behind Aunt Yun, pressing the handle of the knife with great pride.
Zhou Xiaofeng, Zhao Huaixu, Li Yuanqin, Su Shenxing, and the future members of the Anxi Army appeared one after another, looking at him quietly, making him feel a heavy weight on his shoulders. "You are all wrong, I really don't know anything.
!" Wang Xun shouted loudly, but the person in front of him disappeared in an instant. He was still standing alone on the city gate, and outside the gate was the rolling black tide of food.
"I really can't do it, I can't do it!" With a cry, Wang Xun turned over and sat up. Cold sweat dripped on his forehead. He was dreaming, what a terrible dream! How could Chang'an City be besieged by a giant cannibal? Even if the other party
With an army of overwhelming strength coming eastward, there are still four towns in Anxi standing in front!
While he was dazed, he suddenly caught a glimpse of the light of a knife in the corner of his eye. "Who!" Wang Xun immediately woke up, rolled over and rolled out of the bed, and at the same time reached out his hand to the horizontal knife hanging on the head of the bed.
The knife was gone, leaving only an empty leather sheath. In an instant, all the alcohol disappeared from Wang Xun's body, and all the muscles tensed up. Fortunately, the knife holder's reaction was quite timely, "I'm the only one who
!" The reply came in a hard and strange voice. At first glance, it seemed that it did not come from Zhongyuan.
Wang Xun held the scabbard warily and took a closer look. Only then did he realize that where he usually studied, a short middle-aged man with very strong limbs was sitting, holding a piece of white cloth and wiping it slowly.
The horizontal knife that I rarely use and rarely take care of.
"Thirteen, it's you, why haven't you left yet..." he asked hesitantly. He remembered vaguely that last night, it was this person who carried him back to his sleeping tent. But he didn't expect that this person would carry him back to his dormitory.
After he was sent back, he actually stayed in the sleeping tent all night.
"General, have you forgotten? Thirteen has been yours since yesterday!" Putting down his sword, Thirteen stepped forward on his knees and saluted Wang Xun again, "From now on, Master, please take good care of me!"
"
"My people? How can you be my people? Why do I need you as a bearded man? Hurry out and work wherever you need to!" Wang Xun was so angry that he almost fainted. What's going on?
Oh my God, one drink can lead to so much trouble!
Thirteen shrank back in fright, and reminded aggrievedly: "The general said it himself yesterday. From last night, Thirteen is considered yours, and he can follow you to become an official, a high official! You
He is a general of the Celestial Dynasty and cannot go back on his word. Feng Jiedu heard it from the side at the time, and he can testify for Thirteen!"
"Oh! I remembered!" After being reminded in such detail by the other party, Wang Xun finally remembered some specific situations. Last night, someone moved Thirteen to discourage Uncle Feng from continuing to drink, but Uncle Feng suddenly thought of
This time I was on a mission to the countries west of Congling, and I lacked a capable bodyguard, so I gave Thirteen to me.
At that time, the guy named Thirteen seemed to be reluctant. It was not until Feng Changqing promised to register him as a household registration in the Tang Dynasty and promote him to the rank of Brigade Commander in the Tang Dynasty that he finally changed his mind and happily agreed.
Seeing that Wang Xun was finally willing to admit his fault, Japanese Thirteen raised his face and added reluctantly: "Thirteen is both your subordinate and your tribe. Of course I have to stay by your side! Besides, you were there last night.
Thirteen is not assigned a sleeping tent, so if Thirteen is not here, where else can he go?"
"Okay, okay, I'm drunk, okay?" Wang Xun realized that he was wrong, dropped the scabbard, and gently massaged his temples with his fingers. Although the wine tasted good, after getting drunk, his head hurt very much.
Awesome. Within the line of sight, many things are tilted and swaying back and forth.
Seeing this, Thirteen immediately stood up obediently, walked to Wang Xun and helped him massage the acupoints on his head. While flattering him, he asked in a low voice, "Since Thirteen is considered a Tang Dynasty, shouldn't he have a surname?"
Otherwise, my lord, if you keep shouting thirteen all day long, it will definitely not go well with you!"
"Oh!" Wang Xun, who was still not quite clear-headed, responded smoothly, "Then what's your last name?"
Glancing at Wang Xun cautiously, Shisan gave an answer that he had already prepared, "Subordinate, subordinate, prepare, prepare to be named Wang!"
This Japanese came from an extremely humble background in his own country, so he didn't even have a surname. Now that he has followed Wang Xun, it is natural to change his surname to Wang. But in Wang Xun's impression, this person's ideas should not be so flexible? Why just now?
After becoming a Tang person, your thinking becomes so clear?
"My surname is Wang. Not bad! But my surname is not very noble!" He asked tentatively with a bit of a joke.
As expected, Thirteen was fooled, and immediately proudly expressed his true plan, "Last night, Thirteen thought about what his last name should be all night long! Today I suddenly remembered that the general's surname is Wang, and Thirteen can also follow his surname.
.When he returned to his hometown in the future, Shisan told people that his surname came from a noble general of the Tang Dynasty. Anyone who dared to bully Shisan would be in trouble with the Tang Dynasty, and he would be contemptuous of the entire dynasty...,"
"Puch!" Before the other party could finish his words, Wang Xun could no longer hold back his smile. He lowered his head, pointed at the other party's forehead and said, "You're a thirteen-year-old, but you have so many dirty things hidden in your belly. What a shame."
Fourth Uncle Feng has always regarded you as an honest person! He said, "What other crooked ideas do you have, why don't you recruit me honestly!"
"It's not crooked, it's not crooked, it's all serious ideas!" Wang Shisan knelt on the ground with a smile on his face, "You have become a fourth-level general at such a young age. You will definitely be promoted again in the future. Shisan is now the brigade commander.
In the future, maybe I can borrow a few more levels with your help. At that time, Shisan will ask you for two years' leave, rent a big ship and return to his hometown. Wearing a general's iron uniform and carrying a horizontal sword..."
After all, he is a barbarian. Although Tang Yan's speech is becoming more and more eloquent, Thirteen has not yet learned how to conceal the ambition in his heart. When asked by Wang Xun, he poured out his dreams one by one like beans from a bamboo tube. Wang Xun listened.
As he listened, a bit of pride surged in his heart. He waved his arm and interrupted loudly, "Whatever you want to rent depends on your ambition. If you want to buy one, buy a three-story big boat yourself.
Hire someone to drive to your door! Let your companions from back then see that I, Wang Thirteen, am back!"
Hearing this, Wang Shisan's eyes immediately shone, "Yes, buy it, I want to buy it! I want to buy it! Shisan has his own salary, and there will be rewards for meritorious service. After two years of saving, he will definitely be able to get it.
I can afford it!”
"I will also visit your hometown then!" Wang Xun smiled and stretched out his hand to pull Shisan up from the ground, "Stop kneeling. Go to the kitchen and ask for some food. Let's have breakfast together!"
"Me?" Thirteen asked hesitantly, not yet fully adapted to his new identity. Suddenly, he remembered that he was already the brigade leader of the Anxi Army, and was no longer the Japanese slave who was sent back and forth, and he immediately beamed with joy.
, "General, please wait a moment. Thirteen, no, I will go and prepare breakfast for you right now. No, I will go and order someone to bring breakfast for you and your subordinates right now!"
As he spoke, he rushed out of the tent, his hands and feet as nimble as an ape.
"This guy!" Seeing the other party's happy look, Wang Xun felt a little happy. You can forget about those drunken words last night. Anyway, Uncle Feng is still in good health. He has not lived for ten or eight years, so there is no need to think about it.
The transfer of power of the Anxi Army. Moreover, Wang Xun still can't believe whether Feng Changqing was sane enough when he said those words. After all, the Anxi Army seems to be full of talents. No matter how he turns, it will not be his turn.
to take charge.
However, we need to seize the time to make some preparations before heading west. He, Wang, is no longer an old man and can come and go freely at any time. Those former Feilong guards who arrived in Anxi alive, those who accidentally got involved with him and the Yang family
In the whirlpool between them, Minzhuang, who had lost his home, and the tribal warriors who had been his enemies and later took the initiative to serve under him, all looked to him to seek a future. To a certain extent, these people had
A small circle formed around him. In the future, his worth would double as he was promoted. But he would also be instantly devastated as he failed.
While Wang Shisan went to deliver breakfast and no one came to disturb him, Wang Xun forced himself to be energetic and plan the things that needed to be done in the near future. The fields and pastures that everyone had just been allocated could not be left unattended.
, although these lands are far less fertile than those in the Central Plains, they are unfortunately large enough. If they are taken care of well, some people, even if unfortunately they retire due to injury in the future, can still be small landowners on the banks of the Shule River, guarding hundreds of acres of fertile land and several cattle.
Farming cattle leads a good life. And the brothers who continue to follow him and his king will have less worries because the land and pastures under their names have sufficient yields.
In addition, the training of the tribal warriors under his subordinates also needs to be more intensive. Although these warriors are all good on horses, marching and fighting are not horse racing and hunting after all. With Li Siye's Mo Dao team and Duan Xiushi's scout battalion
In comparison, these tribal warriors are simply a mob. In a one-on-one duel with the first two, they will never be at a disadvantage. If both sides send a group of people to fight, they will lose at least seven out of ten games. If it is one
If the brigade faces the previous brigade, there is no need to fight at all. The warriors under Wang Xun's command will be so tortured that they can't even find Bei!
There are also issues regarding the training, recruitment and selection of officers for the direct line troops. At present, not only the Anxi Army, but also the military towns throughout the Tang Dynasty are facing the problem of too many generals and too few soldiers. With Wang Xun’s current status as Zhonglang General, theoretically,
It is said that he can lead at least one army of soldiers, with two special generals, four captains, eight division commanders and brigade leaders, and a number of squadrons. As long as he recommends officers at all levels below the captain, the superiors will approve them.
.will not make any interference at all. In fact, the total number of soldiers under his command can barely make up a regiment. (Note 1) Anyone who knows a few words and is somewhat popular among the brothers, such as civilians,
The strong leaders Wei Feng, Zhu Wuyi, etc. all directly became officers. However, most of the military positions are still vacant, and there are no qualified candidates.
If you go out with such a team that is short of major generals, if you encounter big trouble along the way, you will definitely not be able to deal with it. Even if you don't have conflicts with horse thieves, cannibal sentries, or local powerful servants on the way, the various purposes of the mission will be fulfilled.
The land will also bring disgrace to Datang's face. Therefore, either leave them in the army and take none of them. Or seize the last few days before the trip to create a group of elite soldiers to strengthen the future.
Thinking of these things, Wang Xun immediately couldn't even taste the food. He casually took a few bites of the food that Thirteen and his soldiers had worked hard to deliver, and then hurriedly went to find a few good friends to discuss it. Privately,
Everyone regarded the mission to the west as a rare opportunity to make contributions, so they made no reservations and planned for him wholeheartedly. Everyone was eager to add fuel to the fire, and with Xue Jingxian, a veteran in officialdom, to point out many hidden dangers quickly
was solved. Only the troop strength issue was a real trouble, but under Feng Changqing's deliberate care, Zhou Xiaofeng, Li Yuanqin, Zhao Huaixu and others all endured the "physical pain" and cut off dozens of elites from their respective subordinates and merged them into the army.
Wang Xun's direct lineage was selected. Although it was still not enough, it was still able to build a bridge between the two regiments.
With the addition of this group of elites, Wang Xun found an opportunity to demonstrate the skills he learned at White Horse Castle. With the help of Fang Ziteng and other Feilong guards, he copied the training methods of the year and soon the two groups were able to perform effectively.
It's a good example. Although against the elites under Li Siye, Duan Xiushi and others, they will definitely be beaten without the ability to fight back. However, it is more than enough to frighten laymen and horse bandits along the way.
When people are busy, the days fly by quickly. After more than half a month, Xue Jingxian finally found no excuse to continue to stay in the Anxi army, so he had to get up and return to Chang'an to answer his orders. Feng Changqing also followed the previous private agreement and went to Wang's place.
Xun and his two regiments of soldiers and horses are responsible for escorting the imperial envoy back east. As for where to escort and when to return to the Anxi Army to deliver orders, they will all follow the arrangements of the imperial envoy. No officer is allowed to make any arbitrary decisions.
Seeing that his target was getting further and further away from him, the old eunuch Bian Lingcheng felt very helpless. He and Wang Xun had no sworn hatred in the first place, and killing each other was just a matter of complying with the request of a certain big shot. Since
Wang Xun escaped from Feng Changqing's sphere of influence under the protection of Feng Changqing, so it cannot be said that he failed to do his best. Besides, Xue Jingxian obviously relied on the support of His Highness the Crown Prince to protect Wang Xun. As a smart man,
, there is no need for Bian Lingcheng to block his own way out in the future just to give an explanation to his friends!
Finally, the day of departure came. Anxi Jiedu envoy Feng Changqing and military supervisor Bian Lingcheng personally led the team to see off the imperial envoy Xue Jingxian. When leaving, Feng Changqing jumped off his mount and walked to Wang Xun and others.
He neatly pulled off the general uniforms on their bodies one by one. Then he looked at everyone and solemnly warned: "The road ahead is steep and the rivers are dangerous. Please be careful. No matter where you go, remember, you are all brothers of my Anxi Army!"
Wang Xun smiled, solemnly clasped his fists and saluted, "Master Jiedu, take care. Generals, take care! I'll be leaving. We'll see you later!"
Most of the brothers didn't know the real purpose of this trip, but as members of the Anxi Army, they felt a strange feeling of separation. They followed Wang Xun and bowed to everyone, "Take care, Master Jiedu."
.Generals, take care!”
"Go!" Feng Changqing smiled and waved, his gray hair looking particularly clear in the morning sun, "I am standing behind you with tens of thousands of soldiers!"
"Fourth uncle, you..." Well, Wang Xun suddenly felt something warm surging in his eyes. He wanted to say a few words of advice. He opened his mouth, but found that he could not find any appropriate words.
The Anxi Army was not his active choice. Leaving the Anxi Army was not his own choice. In the dark, it seemed as if a pair of big hands were pushing him away, step by step away from Chang'an, away from his hometown, and away from all the places he was attached to.
Where is the end point? Only God knows! What kind of hardships are waiting for him on the road in the future? Only God knows the answer. From that autumn two years ago, Wang Xun seemed to have made a long journey.
Dream. I always don’t believe that everything I encounter is real, but I still can’t wake up from the nightmare.
"Let's go, let's see what potential you have!" Feng Changqing smiled kindly, as if he was looking at his direct son and nephew who was about to go out for training, "Since you are born a boy, don't leave your mother-in-law. Remember, there are some responsibilities and
You are born with it, and no matter how you try to escape, you can’t escape!”
"Nephew, I remember!" Wang Xun nodded gently, holding back the tears that came to the corners of his eyes and into his nostrils. "Fourth uncle, take care."
After that, he turned around and waved vigorously at his brothers, "Mount!"
"Mount the horse——!" Wang Shisan opened his voice and passed the order in extremely non-standard Tang dialect.
The soldiers of the two regiments quickly jumped on their mounts. They followed Wang Xun, the general of the army, and protected the imperial envoy. They walked slowly eastward. They walked farther and farther away, leaving countless pairs of eyes with concern or hatred behind.
Deep in the mountains behind.
At the front of the team, several large scarlet flags were hoisted high. "Anxi", "Datang" and "Zhonglang General, King" were like several dancing flames, igniting the entire autumn.
Volume 3: Broken Array - End
Note 1: A regiment in the Tang Dynasty had 300 soldiers and horses, commanded by a school captain.
