Since Zhao Shiqu took over Jiangnan Wudao and became the general manager of the Jiannan Road march, he came to Junshan from Hanyang City. The emperor gave him an order that even if the battle is fought to the last soldier, he must not retreat even half a step.
Therefore, he did not come alone. After making arrangements for his family, he brought a thin-skinned coffin with him to western Hunan.
He had never led an army or fought in a war. The title of King of Hanyang was inherited from his deceased father. He told his subordinates that if he died in battle, he would be buried in the ground in a thin-skinned coffin less than three inches thick.
, he believes that only in this way can the soldiers' will and bloodiness be inspired to fight to the end.
A hundred miles south of Junshan is Yingzui Cliff. He set up the headquarters of the Marching General in Junshan.
There were the old Liu family's nest and the Miao village here, but he did not live there. He had been living in the military camp for the past two months.
The arrival of Yang Ershi and Li Wanjun was not a surprise to him. The two often exchanged letters. He knew that Yang Ershi would escort a batch of grain from Dongting Lake this morning, so he would definitely come to Junshan for a trip.
Yang Shiqu was shocked when he saw Zhao Shiqu. After only two months of separation from Hanyang, Zhao Shiqu had changed from an elegant scholar from the south of the Yangtze River to a dark-faced man with short beard.
Looking at the swarthy man wearing a helmet and a crown in front of him, is he really the prince of Hanyang who sang poems and composed music to his nineteenth sister on a small boat in the Yangtze River more than ten years ago?
Zhao Shiqu's face showed the vicissitudes of life. It was hard to believe that a man in his thirties had aged twenty years in just two months.
"Twenty, what's wrong? You can't recognize me?"
"You... have changed a lot!"
Yang Ershi came to his senses and knew that Zhao Shiqu must have suffered a lot in the past two months.
It was lunch time, and as the coach, Zhao Shiqu only had a big bowl of lasagna. Yang Ershi and Li Wanjun didn't eat either, so Zhao Shiqu ordered two more bowls to be brought up.
The big tent was very chaotic. In addition to a huge map behind Zhao Shiqu, there were many maps on the table and letters from various places.
After finishing the noodles, Yang Eryi wiped his mouth and said: "Shiqu, what is the situation here now? Tell me so that I can have a better idea and make arrangements in advance."
Zhao Shiqu drank the last mouthful of noodle soup in Da Lao's bowl, and then said: "I just received the news an hour ago that the main fighting force of the five tribes in southern Xinjiang has abandoned Tianhuo Dong, broken into pieces, and disappeared in the ten
In the Ten Thousand Mountains."
Li Wanjun frowned and said: "Brother Wang, didn't the five tribes in southern Xinjiang say they would fight to the death with Heaven? Why haven't the Heaven's army arrived yet, and they escaped first?" Zhao Shiqu said: "This is a long story, more than half a month.
A while ago, ten cultivation masters ventured into the heaven to check the situation. You should know about this. Now, except for Mr. Ye Xiaochuan of Cangyun Sect, the other nine people have returned to the human world one after another. According to the information they passed back.
According to the news, the power of the Heaven Realm is so strong that the five tribes in Southern Xinjiang are unable to resist at all, so Ye Xiaochuan ordered the five tribes in Southern Xinjiang, as well as the thirty-six alien tribes and beast monsters in Southern Xinjiang, not to fight head-on with the army of Heaven Realm."
Li Wanjun said: "Ye Xiaochuan ordered it? How could the five tribes and foreign races in southern Xinjiang listen to a young human?" Zhao Shiqu shrugged and said: "Who let him have the Pluto flag? The five tribes and foreign races in southern Xinjiang are not subject to the Middle-earth
The jurisdiction of the imperial court, but they seemed to dare not disobey the orders issued by the owner of the Pluto Banner. This time we used the condition of accepting the women and children of southern Xinjiang, forcing the five tribes of southern Xinjiang to fight decisively with the heavenly army in the mountains, consuming the power of the heavenly army. Now
This plan was completely shattered. For the sake of safety, His Majesty had to quickly mobilize troops from various places again. If the main attack direction is Yingzui Cliff and Yixian Gorge, I estimate that at least 60% of the troops will be concentrated in western Hunan and Bashu. The number will not be high.
It will be less than 40 million. Regarding the issue of food baggage, I have already given your Majesty a discount. Such a large army's food and grass supply is probably not something that your Yang family and Jiangnan grain merchants can support. Your Majesty has agreed to transport weapons from northern Xinjiang.
of the seven fleets, two fleets will be deployed for a total of eight
Hundreds of large ships are responsible for transporting grain and fodder, and a team of pack horses will also be deployed to maintain the supply of grain and fodder."
Hearing this news, Yang Ershi immediately felt relieved. On the way here, he was worried about the insufficient water transportation capacity of the Yang family. Now the problem has been alleviated. The addition of 800 large ships will greatly ease the pressure on the Yang family's water transportation.
Not long after he was happy, Zhao Shiqu started to pour cold water on him, saying: "Twenty, don't be happy too early. These two fleets are still loading weapons in the Bohai Bay. It will take at least more than a month to arrive here. During this time, you have to be more
Don't worry about it." Yang Ershi immediately scratched his head and said: "Don't worry, as long as I am still breathing, there will be no problems with your logistics supply. I will write to my father today to let you know.
If he recruits another 100,000 civilians, there won’t be enough big ships. Even if I push them with carts or carry them with burdens, I will definitely not be able to recruit them.
It will cause trouble."
"Giggle!"
At this moment, a burst of female laughter came from outside the big tent.
When the three of them turned around to look, they saw a beautiful woman in a green shirt walking outside the big tent, holding a woman's hair in a bun. She looked to be in her thirties.
This is the camp of the general manager of the march, and no one can enter without notification. However, the soldiers outside the tent did not seem to notice this woman.
The woman in green clothes walked in and said, "Is it true that you mortals have lumps on your head? I really admire you."
Zhao Shiqu sat still and said, "Who is Madam?"
The woman in green said: "My surname is Miao, you can just call me Senior Miao. You must be the leader here now, King Hanyang. I can help you solve this food and weapon transportation problem, but you also have to do me a favor."
Zhao Shiqu, Yang Ershi, and Li Wanjun in the big tent are all people who have seen the world. The person who can easily break into the Chinese army's tent is definitely not a mortal, but a master of cultivation.
Zhao Shiqu said: "Oh, Senior Miao doesn't know what kind of help you want me to do? If senior can really solve the logistics supply problem, no matter what the favor is, I can try my best to help you."
The woman in green is none other than Fairy Liuyun.
Now she regrets very much. When she was working in the back mountain of Samsara Peak, she should not have taken over the job of looking for the general marshal of the world's soldiers and horses. During this period of time, from Yumen Pass to this Xiangxi, she has become tired and thin.
The person who Wang Zai found in the mountain pass was not found. After wandering around Yumen Pass for two months, she saw that the military strength at Yumen Pass was decreasing day by day. She was transferred to Xiangxi, so she followed her. Only when she arrived in Xiangxi did she realize that the place was even more chaotic.
, armies from all over the world are gathered here, with all kinds of numbers. It is really difficult to find the marshal of the world's soldiers and horses. She found out that the leader here is the King of Hanyang, so she came to find him.
