Daliang counted a total of 120,000 troops this time, and flocked from various camps of Liang State to the final assembly site.
Jiayuguan
The militia and township soldiers from all cities and counties who were responsible for providing supplies to this army and ensuring the efficiency of travel, combined with nearly one million people, and the daily loss of all the grain stations along the way was as high as a thousand stones. This is why once a country fought for years, the military will surely perish.
The money and food accumulated in peacetime years, or even decades, are often consumed in less than a year or two in wartime.
However, whether this situation can be improved in a short period of time depends on the scope of the impact of the promotion of corn after the beginning of spring...
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Because the path was rugged and the carriage was almost bumpy all the way. At first, Ling Yue had the old habit of motion sickness again, but with the careful care of Xuekui and Wen Miao, after a few days before, he gradually adapted.
But as the army passed Shanxi all the way from the capital and entered Shaanxi, the weak Wen Miao developed obvious symptoms of disagreement, nausea, vomiting, and low fever, followed one after another. In the end, Ling Yue and Xue Kui had to use their energy to help her clear her meridians, and then gradually improved...
At this time, except for Xue Kui, who was still normal in the car, Ling Yue and Wen Miao were lying in the felt in the carriage.
Originally, you were the two of you sleeping for a while, and I slept for a while. Maybe Wen Miao had not gotten up for too long, and Ling Yue couldn't bear it anymore, so she simply pushed her to the side and slept with her.
Yan Bing looked down at the two people who were sleeping soundly, frowned slightly, and he also covered another thick quilt on Wen Miao's body.
Then he showed a peaceful smile and nodded repeatedly.
She did this not because she was worried that Wen Miao would catch a cold.
What she thought was to wrap Wen Miao a little thicker so that when Ling Yue fell asleep and felt hysterical, she would not have an internal injury...
Xue Kui obviously misunderstood. She frowned and squinted her eyes, letting the carriage sway, and still stared at Yan Bing tightly until the other party noticed her eyes, and said with a little sourness: "Sure enough, among the three of us, you are most distressed by Wen Miao... This careful care... Haha, you are not afraid that Ling Yue will wake up and be jealous!"
Yan Bing gradually turned from speechless at the beginning to a smile, and said softly to Xue Kui: "Don't worry, Wen Miao must be the one who wakes up first, and you will soon know why I did this..."
"Hmph!" Xue Kui snorted coldly with disdain, inserted her hands in her chest, leaned against the board, closed her eyes and rested.
Yan Bing smiled bitterly, and no longer explained anything else. He picked up the curtain behind him and looked out...
The place where she sat was facing the inside of the road, so, besides the scenery along the way, I saw more of the troops from other camps and heading towards a common destination...
"Jinyang Camp...Jinyang...Jinyang...Taiyuan, Shanxi." Yan Bing said softly while thinking about himself.
She could no longer remember how many different troops she had encountered along the way, but the only thing she knew was that these troops were basically from the north.
Yan Bing agrees with He Yougui's arrangement very much.
Although the temperature will gradually rise after the beginning of spring, the overall temperature is still more severe than cold. If troops are recruited from the south, it will not only increase a lot of unnecessary expenses, but also cause morale to be depressed and even casualties due to the discomfort in the environment and the environment.
In fact, the main force of this expedition was her 20,000 Tongshun Army and the 50,000 Shenji Camp appointed by Emperor Xuan Si. At most, the other troops played a role of shaking flags and cheering.
"Look at the flag next to you!"
"Hmm? What's wrong?"
"Dingguo!! Tongshun!! That is the army of Duke Dingguo!! Two thousand people match 100,000!!! Tsk tsk tsk, Koning!!"
"What!?? Where!! Where!! Let's take a look!"
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Yan Bing was in the car listening to the discussions of the soldiers and smiling bitterly. He didn't know when the rumors in the military began to turn into Beizhen's 100,000 troops, which she led two thousand people to settle...
I really don’t know what Emperor Xuan Si would think when he heard these words when he led 100,000 people to join in the fun. Anyway, Yan Bing felt very happy.
Should!!
Let you steal my head!!!
Do you see it? Justice is in the hearts of the people!!
"I'm not a little bitch--!! I'm standing--!! The ball is so bad!!!" The non-commissioned officer riding a horse shouted at everyone in Taiyuan language, and the formation that was originally messy quickly restored order.
The non-commissioned officer cursed and scolded for a few more words, then looked at this side, his face regained its solemnity, and he hammered his hand in front of his chest, saluting the army.
He Qianhu, who was responsible for the security of Dingguo Duke, happened to see this scene in the queue, so he put his hand on his chest and knocked it. After a greeting, the two looked at each other and smiled, looking straight ahead, and continued to lead the team.
This is the communication between soldiers.
In the military industry, you don’t look at your ancestral home, and you won’t ask about your origin. Only military merits and honors can establish your status in the minds of others. Even if you are a child of an official and have many senior officials in your family, if you do not achieve outstanding achievements, even if you are polite in person and behind your back, you should look down on it or look down on it. People with such a personality are everywhere in the military industry.
Yan Bing looked at this interesting scene, smiled with relief, loosened his hands, put down the curtains, and imitated Xue Kui's appearance, closing his eyes to rest.
"Bang!"
“Hmm—!!”
A painful groan made Yan Bing and Xue Kui open their eyes at the same time. Wen Miao had already sat up, lifted the quilt, covered his legs, limped to the edge of the wing board, and slowly sat down. Ling Yue obviously had just turned over, and one hand was placed on the position where Wen Miao had just put his legs...
Yan Bing smiled and looked at Xuekui, silent...
Xue Kui said nothing, raised her hand and silently extended a thumb.
Wen Miao looked at Yan Bing and Xue Kui again, looking at him with a puzzled look on his face.
What she didn't know was that the reason why her slender calf was not broken was due to the thick quilt that Yan Bing had just covered...