Chapter 403 Returning to the Army for Reorganization
next day
Yan Bing handed the three edicts to three groups of Xingtian Camp soldiers and asked them to send them to He Guanggui in Tashkent, Wu Qidao in Priozersk, and Halibai in Tekeli.
The letter not only described the recent war situation, but also issued a welcome instruction: "Return to the military pass, prepare the general camp in the pass, and rest the entire army... before mid-May, assemble at the Tongshun camp."
"The coach is... asking us to take a vacation directly after we return to the customs!??"
"The coach also said in the letter that horses and dry food have been prepared for us in the camp inside the pass, and we can collect them ourselves..."
"This...how can anyone act like this? Just one sentence and everything is gone? Shouldn't they gather at the base first and then conduct wedding ceremonies in batches?"
"Hey~~, the coach always behaves differently. This is good. It saves a lot of trouble. Wouldn't it be nice to go home directly?"
"What should we do with the large number of utensils, calligraphy and paintings seized in Tashkent?"
"Calculate the quantity and deliver it to the camp in Guan." After He Guanggui finished speaking, he put away the envelope and said loudly to the school officials: "The coach also said that this military equipment is a top priority, even if it is a pack of stimulating medicine,
Don’t throw away even a single screw, everything must be brought back to the main camp in the pass. Colleagues, you’d better go back to the camp early to make arrangements. We’ll break camp the day after tomorrow! Return to the main camp in the pass!”
"yes!"
"Got the order!"
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The same things and similar arguments as in the Tashkent camp are also happening in the other two camps, but the differences are...
But it’s the human heart…
Some people are overjoyed, returning home like an arrow, while some people are lamenting and sighing, as if they are lost.
As for the army of Haribai in Tekli, most of the officers were "whining and sighing".
It took a lot of effort to get on the battlefield, but only two battles were fought, and the battle was over...
I won, but I was inevitably unhappy.
The handsome tent was full of complaints, one after another...
"Enough! The military order is like a mountain! No criticism!" Harry held the letter tightly, stood up slowly, and said to the school officers: "Weren't you all there that day when we captured this city and beheaded three thousand Varro soldiers in public?
Is it fun to shout? Why did you win today, but everyone is nagging like a dead mother!? Hurry back to the various departments and prepare the army, don’t trouble me here! Get out of here...get out!"
Harry pushed all the school officials out of the commander's tent, but he sat back alone in front of the commander's desk, raised the wine bag, and drank it all...
Although he was actually extremely unwilling in his heart and wanted to lead everyone directly to Varro's new capital and fight bloody battles on the battlefield, he still remembered the "fire" that saved him and the coach lingering around him.
The words in his ear...
"You are a general!! A general who is in charge of the lives and deaths of tens of thousands of people!! I don't want you to be blinded by hatred and get carried away..."
"Hahahaha... My mind is not dizzy... It's just that this victory comes so fast that I can't handle it for a while..." Harry raised the empty wine bag and looked to the east, then turned around and picked it up again on the ground.
He took out the cork from the wine jar, drank to his heart's content, and got himself drunk...while laughing, he lay on his back on the ground. At this moment, his mind was filled with the voices and smiles of his godfather and parents...
"We won...Although we couldn't kill all the wagyu dogs and couldn't kill the dog Khan with our own hands!! But we still won -!!! Godfather! Atta! Ah! We won -!!!"
In the handsome tent, Harrybai's miserable laughter and the sound of swallowing wine were heard again...
And the school officials who had just been driven out of the tent and gathered in a group looked at each other in confusion, then smiled, and then they all went back with their curtains raised and frowning...
This time, there are no more complaints and quarrels in the handsome tent.
Some were just trying to persuade and comfort each other, and there was also the sound of the clinking of wine bowls...
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"Master, I heard from my father that you are leaving tomorrow?"
Wang Wensheng frowned and looked at Yan Bing...
Since Yan Bing and his disciples arrived in Dihua, Wang Wensheng has been running to this palace almost every day. Although he first goes to say hello to his ancestor every day and then walks around in front of Yan Bing, where does he spend the rest of the time and who does he accompany?
Yan Bing tacitly understood it and smiled but said nothing...
"Yes, I am anxious to get back to my teacher and there are still some things to do. I will set off with Tianying tomorrow and rush back to Tongshun." Since Yan Bing traveled back to ancient times, he has become more and more fond of drinking tea. He almost goes a day without drinking it.
, I feel so uncomfortable all over, now as long as I chat with others, I will never miss a bowl of hot tea in my hand.
After Wang Wensheng heard this, he lowered his head and thought for a while, raised his head and wanted to speak, but he just opened his mouth, then lowered his head slowly and remained silent... After repeating this for two or three times, Yan Bing finally couldn't help it anymore and spoke directly.
Said: "You want Luo Qing to stay too? Then you have found the wrong person. You should ask your fifth master."
As soon as Yan Bing said this, Xiao Wensheng immediately raised his head with a look of joy on his face. Just when he was about to speak, he heard Yan Bing say slowly: "But I advise you to not go... After all, it's just Zhang."
The decree was issued, but you two have not yet consummated your marriage. There are some things that you say are inappropriate..."
"Then who says it's appropriate??" Xiao Wensheng looked at Yan Bing, then suddenly stood up, bowed deeply, and said seriously: "My disciple is stupid, please let Master speak clearly..."
"Are you stupid? You are not stupid. You already know that when you are in trouble, you turn to your teacher. How stupid are you, you little clever guy!" Yan Bing pointed it out with a smile, looking at little Vincent with a silly smile on his face.
, shook his head, and directly pointed out: "Now that Luo Qing is almost an adult, she can make decisions for herself. It would be much better for her to go find the master herself than to go there in a daze..."
Wang Wensheng was overjoyed when he heard this and hurriedly bowed again and said loudly: "Thank you Master for your advice. I will come back as soon as you go!"
"There's no need to go back," Yan Bing said to stop him. He waited until Wen Sheng turned around with a puzzled look on his face before continuing: "When you get to Gyeonggi, you can see me anytime you want. Just remember to take the strategies and military tactics taught to you by your teacher.
Read more, memorize it often, and don’t waste your mind just thinking about things between men and women all day long!”
"Hey! Listen to Master!" Wang Wensheng smiled and agreed. He opened the door and ran towards the backyard, looking very anxious...
"Alas..." Yan Bing sighed, thinking that it was fortunate that Luo Qing was well-educated by his fifth uncle, but she had some evil intentions. Your kid's cousin could be even more powerful than the Li family...
I don’t know what is so good about Luo Qing that he can charm this simple child like this? It’s really a bit of a waste...
"Qihua~~~Come and see if this new hairpin I bought looks good~!"
"Hey!! Here it comes——!!"
Following Lingyue's shout, Yan Bing quickly put down the tea bowl in his hand and ran over...
