"May I ask this big brother, where are the Yiyang military soldiers stationed?"
Wang Mai stared at him, grinned his brightest smile, showed his white teeth, and asked politely.
The person he stopped responded kindly at first, but after hearing the four words "Yi Yang Martial Soldier", he suddenly disappeared. If his speed is recorded in future generations, he will definitely break the world sprint record.
It was astonishing and made Wang Mai feel embarrassed.
"Brother-in-law, something seems wrong!"
When Wang Mai walked back weakly, Cao Peng couldn't help but said to Deng Ji: "Why does this Yiyang warrior look like a monster? When he heard this name, he turned around and left one by one. Which number is this? Keep looking for it.
, when will we find it?”
Deng Ji smiled bitterly and shook his head, with an expression of "I am an onlooker", indicating that he was not sure.
It is strange to say that Deng Ji is also the assistant historian of Jiyang County and a senior official. He handles countless official documents every day, but he has never seen Yiyang military soldiers in any of them.
This name. If he hadn't come to Jiu Nu City, he wouldn't even know there was such a troop. Yiyang Warriors? As the name suggests, it should be the Xiangyong of Yiyang County, but why is it so taboo?
"Brother, may I ask where the Yiyang military soldiers are stationed?"
Just when Deng Ji was confused, Cao Peng led the horse and stopped another person.
"Are you looking for Yiyang warriors?"
The man was tall, about 190 centimeters tall, with a strong back and waist, broad shoulders and round waist. He had a white face and a short beard under his chin. He had pink eyes and long eyebrows, and had a heroic appearance. He wore a black jacket and a red lacquered armor.
His steps were calm and measured, quite dignified.
Cao Peng stood in front of him, like a child, who had to raise his neck when speaking.
"Do you know where the Yiyang soldiers are?"
"Well, of course I know."
"May I ask if you can take us there? We have been looking here for a long time, but every time we ask someone, they all turn around and leave as if they have seen a ghost."
As Cao Peng spoke, he showed a look of annoyance unique to a thirteen- or fourteen-year-old boy, which made the young man couldn't help but laugh.
He stretched out his hand and rubbed Cao Peng's head, "Well, what are you doing with the Yiyang warriors? Let's go, I will take you there... But it is indeed not a kind place, and most people will not go there easily."
really!
Cao Peng murmured in his heart: He had already guessed that Huang She would not have any good intentions, so he asked his brother-in-law to follow his rules! It sounds like there is no problem, but now it seems that he wants to kill someone with a borrowed knife? Well, that's probably what he meant.
, let’s see what he can do next.
To Cao Peng's surprise, Huang She didn't even show up after arriving at the Nine Girls City camp.
But it’s normal to think about it. After all, he is also a soldier with a rank of three hundred shi, and he is also the commander-in-chief of the Nine Girls City camp. There is really no need to come forward in person to meet Jiyang Zuoshi, who has only eight dendrobiums a month. Their identities
The disparity was too great, and it was impossible for Huang She to lower his status and come out to greet him. What's more, he didn't have any good intentions in the first place. If he acted too suddenly, he would be exposed.
Thinking of this, Cao Peng was immediately relieved.
He greeted Deng Ji and followed the young man.
The young man glanced back, seemingly intentionally or unintentionally, and saw dozens of ragged men following behind King Deng Ji. He frowned, as if he was a little impatient.
"Brother, haven't you asked me your name yet?"
"A mere soldier cannot afford a high-ranking name... By the way, why are you looking for a soldier from Yiyang?"
Cao Peng said casually: "My brother-in-law was recruited and ordered to serve as the follower of Yiyang Tun Festival. He is preparing to go there to take up the post."
"Yiyang Tun Jie Cong?" A hint of gloom appeared on the young man's face, and the corner of his mouth curled up slightly, "Since ancient times, the military Jie Cong has been recommended by the chief officer, why is it that this time he was directly appointed? Little baby, it looks like you are
My brother-in-law has a good background, otherwise no one would break the rules and make appointments without authorization."
Cao Peng was startled, "Jie Cong, isn't it the delegate?"
"Are you kidding me? Jie Cong is the deputy general of a camp. If the garrison general is absent, all the villages will be assigned by Jie Cong. When the garrison general is there, Jie Cong is responsible for inspecting military discipline, distributing food and wages, arranging food, clothing, housing and transportation. At the same time, he also has to take on other responsibilities.
The coordination and contact of the camp. When there is a war, Jie Cong will be the rear army, and the lives of the whole camp will be entrusted to Jie Cong. If it is not recommended by the commander-in-chief and appointed by an outsider, how can he be trusted by his subordinates?"
I originally thought that Jie Cong was just an ordinary auxiliary officer.
But now it seems that this is a position similar to that of an instructor.
If the generals and the generals cannot trust each other and cooperate with each other, chaos will inevitably occur. On the battlefield, this may be life-threatening.
No wonder Huang She asked his brother-in-law to obey him. It turned out that he had this intention.
Killing with a borrowed knife, Huang She's move really kills people without blood...
Deng Ji listened clearly and couldn't help but shuddered, "Brother, I was sent down because of helplessness. I didn't mean to break the rules of the army. But I don't know, in this case,
, what should I do to make everyone trust me?"
The young man glanced at Deng Ji and snorted coldly.
Brother-in-law, if you can’t speak, just don’t speak...
When you say this, you seem to look down on these lower-level soldiers. Wouldn't it make the situation even more tense?
Cao Penggang wanted to defend Deng Ji, but the young man stopped and said, "There are two ways!"
"Please give me some advice, brother."
"Now turn around and go back immediately. Do whatever you have to do."
"This... I'm afraid it won't work."
"Then there is only the second way. If you want to convince the sergeant in the camp, you have to fight first. If you win, everything will be easy to do. If you can't win, don't even think about entering the camp."
"fight?"
Deng Ji's eyes widened.
This fight in the army is against military discipline!
"Why, don't you have the guts? We all serve as soldiers to feed ourselves. If you have any questions, let your fists handle it. What's the point of a fight? If you don't have the guts, you'd better leave as soon as possible... Well, if you want to
Enter the Yiyang military soldier's camp, let's see what you are capable of."
As he spoke, the young man pointed forward with his hand.
Looking in the direction of the young man's finger, about a hundred meters away, there was a small dilapidated camp.
The area does not look too big, with low wooden fences on three sides and no camp gates. There are only two wooden poles five meters high and as thick as bowls. From Cao Peng's position, he can see through the layout of the camp at a glance.
There is a military tent in the center, surrounded by dozens of small tents, and a row of small tents at the back. At the entrance of the small tents, there are rows of weapons.
However, from the display of weapons, we can see the structure of the entire camp.
The four small tents closest to the wooden poles should be for spearmen. The two small tents on both sides of the central tent seem to be the so-called swordsmen. There is a small tent on each side of the camp, which seems to be separate from the layout of the entire camp.
Open. However, it can be seen from the stable next to the small tent that they should be cavalry. If calculated in this way, there may be less than fifty soldiers in Yiyang. Among them, there are about twenty spearmen and about twenty swordsmen.
There are more than ten people, and there are about six cavalry people. At full count, there are more than forty people.
Generally speaking, each camp of the Han army should have a single type of arms.
But this Yiyang military soldier is a mixture of three arms, which is quite strange.
Based on this weird arrangement alone, coupled with the location of the camp, it can be basically seen that the Yiyang warriors seem to be outside the entire Nine Girls City camp.
"That's Yiyangtun."
The young man smiled calmly and stopped talking.
Deng Ji frowned, took a deep breath, thanked the young man, and then said: "Ah Fu, Hu Tou, let's go over."
Cao Peng wanted to say a few more words to the young man, but looking at the other person's appearance, he didn't seem to want to talk. So he swallowed the words that were on his lips, bowed his hands towards the young man, led the horse and Wang Mai side by side, and followed closely.
Behind Deng Ji, we headed towards the camp...
Behind the three of them, thirty-seven Jiyang prisoners followed weakly.
With a sneer on Ma Yu's face, he whispered to his companions: "It seems that Uncle Deng is going to be unlucky this time!"
Deng Ji's life and death has nothing to do with them.
Anyway, they were punished with hard labor. Even if there was an accident, they would not be able to go back to the hard labor camp.
On the contrary, Ma Yu gloated and wanted to see Deng Ji suffer. If he was beaten to death, that was the result Ma Yu wanted to see most.
"Brothers, please don't get close to each other for a while.
Deng Shusun's evil will be punished. Let's just watch the excitement. He is unlucky and we don't want to be implicated. I think this camp is a very dangerous place. When Deng Shusun and others go over, it will be more bad than good. Don't follow him, everyone.
If it is too tight, be careful of being affected.”
"Lao Ma, this is not good. After all, Deng Zuoshi is from the same hometown as us, so we can just stand by and watch..."
"Are you a fucking fool? Think about how Deng Shusun treated us along the way. Did you ever have the slightest bit of friendship with fellow countrymen?"
"You can't say that. Deng Zuoshi also has a responsibility."
"If you fucking want to die, just follow me and don't fucking bother us."
The prisoner who was talking back to Ma Yu couldn't help but shrink his head, "Old Ma, I'm just talking, why are you so fierce? We are all from the same village, and since you said you won't help, then we won't go there...
...I just think Deng Zuoshi is actually not a bad person."
A group of prisoners were whispering, but no one noticed that the young man leading the way was following closely behind them.
The young man listened to the conversation between Ma Yu and others.
Long eyebrows frowned again. He raised his head and glanced at the backs of Deng Ji and the others, with doubts in his eyes...
"Stop, who is coming?"
Under the wooden pole, stood two guards.
Leaning on the wooden pole and holding the spear, he seemed to be asleep.
But when Cao Peng and others approached the wooden pole fifty steps away, the two guards suddenly opened their eyes, raised their spears, and shouted sharply.
Deng Ji quickly said: "I am Deng Ji, the assistant secretary of Jiyang. I was ordered by the general to serve as the subordinate of Yiyang Tunjie."
"Bah, are you blind?
When did the Jiu Nu City camp have Yiyang Tun? Let me tell you, this is the Yiyang military soldiers, stop immediately and go forward, don’t blame ruthlessness."
Deng Ji was confused, "Isn't Yiyang military soldier Yiyang Tun?"
"Yiyang Wuzu is Yiyang Wuzu. Yiyang Tun has never heard of it... My uncle Du is not here. If you have anything to say to him, no one is allowed to go near the camp without the order of my uncle Du. As for your Laoshizi Festival?
From, we don’t have any here, leave this place immediately, otherwise you will be killed without mercy.”
Deng Ji wanted to explain again, but the other party was impatient!
"There is an enemy attack. Soldiers should take the lead!"
A guard suddenly roared, and in an instant, the originally silent camp began to boil.
Soldiers rushed out from one small tent after another. After they rushed out of the small tent, without saying a word, they picked up the weapons outside the tent and rushed out from between the two wooden poles. The first were three
There was a row of spearmen, and the bright spear blades shone coldly in the sunlight. Behind the spearmen, there was a row of swordsmen, all with their swords equipped with hooks, and a series of violent shouts came from their mouths.
"There is an enemy attack. Soldiers should take the lead!"
"The spearmen are in front, I am invincible...Kill! Kill! Kill!"
Six war horses were neighing on the left and right sides, and six cavalrymen were holding lances with their spears set up, looking at them eagerly.
Although there were less than fifty people in this camp, the murderous aura that broke out in an instant made Cao Peng's hair stand on end.
