Yan Bing, who came out of the senior brother's tent, returned to her handsome tent. She didn't want to disturb Ling Yue, who was still studying military tactics these two days, just returned to her tent to continue making "warm babies".
Yes, Tian Yanbing is not idle these days. Apart from eating and sleeping, she spends all her time making these outdoor warm "holy relics". She has made thousands of pieces these days, and the large amount of brocade paper she bought with Wu Qidao was almost used up.
Two days later in the morning.
Yan Bing got up early in the morning, sat in front of the Shuai Case, and after making the last few "warm babies", he shouted outside the tent: "It is said that all school officials! The Chihuo Camp, break the camp and stay in the city! The other battalions immediately put supplies and ammunition on the car! Each three battalions are in a group, with twenty cars in each group. After an hour, they gather outside the north gate and prepare to set off!!"
According to the walking speed of normal people and physical strength limits, a unit marched normally, exceeding fifty miles a day. Now four days have passed. Even if he climbs Nurha, he should have climbed to Panjin.
Yan Bing smiled, lay down, and fell asleep again.
An hour later, the guards came over to report that the entire army had been assembled.
Yan Bing stood up, holding Qingxuan in his left hand and a huge bag in his right hand, and walked behind him to the north gate.
There, a unit of more than 1,500 people divided into five rows was already arranged neatly, waiting for her.
Each soldier was wearing bright armor, holding a spear in his hand, carrying a saber on his waist, and carrying a magic crossbow. Each of them had only thirty crossbow arrows on his body, and the rest of the crossbow arrows, military rations, whetstones and other trivial items were piled onto the shield cart.
The Red Fire Camp and the Breaking Camp Baihuo, which were responsible for the city defense, were also standing at the North Gate to practice for the army.
Yan Bing looked at this group of well-equipped and victorious soldiers with high fighting spirit. The more he looked, the more he felt more comfortable and proud he became. He could not hold back his seriousness that he had deliberately pretended to be, and his mouth was inadvertently curled up.
The soldiers, watching their commander laugh, also laughed.
They have never seen a marquis like Yan Bing who has no airs at all. From the beginning, they didn't know her and even had some "beautiful beauty" about her. Now, they all admire her, admire her, and are willing to go through fire and water for her.
Even they themselves did not notice when and how this strange transformation process happened, but they all had already identified the coach Yan Bing.
Yan Bing laughed for a while and shouted loudly: "Okay! Stop laughing! The war is coming soon! You are all heroes and heroes! I don't need to say anything more to this marquis! Kundi Camp Hundred Houses! Take your people and take out all the prisoners in the city!"
The hundred households in Kundi Camp took the orders and waved at their soldiers. A team of 100 people quickly followed him into the city. After a while, a group of yellow-faced and thin-skinned prisoners came outside the city.
Since the day the group of people was captured, they had never had a full meal. They were hungry and had weak limbs and looked like skeletons. They stood outside the city and looked at the group of neatly equipped and evil spirited heroes. They all exchanged greetings and wanted to tremble, but they had to worry about making any noise.
Yan Bing shouted loudly at the group of prisoners, "How far is this place from Ma'an City? You don't need to say that you know that with your current appearance, it is impossible to live through this hundred miles...."
Yan Bing said this and paused, and continued with a wicked smile: "But, today I will not only let you wait for a way out! I will also show you a clear way out!!
Your Khan's troops are at the ferry of Xingjia Village to the north of the river! Less than fifteen miles away, at this time... If you run fast enough, you should... be there for them to make rice..."
When Yan Bing said the word "Making Farm", the captives all looked at each of their eyes and swallowed their saliva.
Yan Bing then smiled slightly and shouted: "Why don't you take off your coat quickly!? You can run faster when you wear light clothes!!"
Taking off the coat means that they can only wear a white coat. In this cold winter moon, one coat may be lost, which may freeze to death... so they are all hesitating and not taking action.
Yan Bing doesn’t care whether they are cold or not. What Yan Bing wants is the big character “liang” on their inner clothes!
Seeing that they were hesitant, Yan Bing's eyes were cold and he shouted with murderous intent on his face: "Take it off!"
This loud shout echoed directly outside the city, scaring the group of prisoners of war.
Then, the seventeen hundred households shouted in unison: "Take it off!!!"
As soon as he finished speaking, 1,500 soldiers raised the steel gun in their right hand slightly and smashed it on the ground! Another shouted in unison: "Take it off!!!"
Yan Bing had not done any rehearsal beforehand.
These sergeants are purely self-exercising.
I can only say that during this period, they have developed a tacit understanding between them and the coach...
After these three murderous shouts, the captives no longer dared to hesitate at all. They took off all their coats in panic, revealing the white "printed" coat inside.
After they were all taken off, Yan Bing said slowly: "Okay..., run! Follow the river, heading north! It's only about ten miles, and you won't feel cold when you run!!"
Look at me and I look at you. Then a few of them took the lead. After a few of them ran a few steps, looked back and confirmed that they had no intention of killing. They hurriedly ran northward!
Seeing that these people were really let go, the other prisoners no longer hesitated and used their strength to catch up with the previous ones!
After all, in their opinion, if they go late, they may not be able to grab the meal... because at this moment, they are only in their hungry minds with the word "eat".
Yan Bing watched the prisoners who had been running northward gradually faded away, then turned his head and shouted to his troops: "Five lines are in parallel! Shield vehicles are in front! March at a fast speed! Xingjia Village!!! Set out!!!"
On the Liaokou city wall, Feng Chen and Li Lingyue looked at Yan Bing as if they had finished their lectures, jumped down from the city wall and flew towards Yan Bing.
After all, most of the warriors are arrogant and used to being idle. They don’t like being watched by thousands of people, so they just stood on the city wall and watched the fun.
"What are you putting on your bag? You're so bulging, so big?" Li Lingyue hit Yan Bing near, patted her on the shoulder and asked in a low voice.
Yan Bing looked back at her, smiled and said, "It's just an important material to protect our army's movements. Oh, yes, you've seen it."
"Important materials? I've seen them?" Li Lingyue became more and more puzzled the more she heard them.
Yan Bing didn't explain much, but just looked at the white backs that were already three or four miles away from them, and smiled slightly.