Chapter Seventeen Sixth Battalion
"General Zhen is a god." Ye Hongfang followed Liang Fenghou with admiration, "In one battle, he even created the Ba people's war skills."
"The except for the scouts of Manhong Pass, it was passed down from generation to generation by Zhen's main body. The other five camps were all founded by generals according to different tactics. Zhen's Taizu never changed his army and innovated. By the generation of General Zhen Yi, it was a complete change." Liang Fenghou shook his shoulders, and the two eagles flew over the sky and played and fought. "Hongfang, there are so many things you don't know. Do you know how the Chek Knife Camp was founded?"
"Knock Blowing Camp?" Ye Hongfang frowned and thought, "It should be related to the horn. Haha, I don't know, please ask the general--"
"How about it, the geisha from the foreign vassal a few days ago isn't it good?" The soldiers' voice came from the camp. "The slave I chose at that time, had blonde hair and blue eyes. Hey! I tell you, the big butt, you can get pregnant in less than three months. And ~ I will definitely give birth to a son. Oh~ that thin willow waist, big breasts, and face are even more beautiful than a fairy. Hey, you all tell me, what's going on that night?"
Ye Hongfang stopped talking because he saw that Liang Fenghou's face darkened.
The two walked towards the tent that was not loud and loud, and the laughter and scolding in the room gradually became much louder.
"The slave I chose at that time. Well... without saying that. The skin is like wheat, with a little dark in golden yellow, and it feels like oil, it is greasy and smooth, and it is slippery!" The soldier's voice was a little excited, "That figure is not worse than your blond slave, especially your thighs, hey, these are broken!" The shadow reflected by the candlelight in the camp made a big hand breaking open, "The bottom is overflowing with water! I picked up my gun and got on the horse, and started with a move to go down the mountain with a tiger, and then--"
"Brave!" Someone interrupted him and scolded, "You boy, the tiger went down the mountain? I'm afraid it wasn't for the beauty's legs to be broken." Everyone laughed when they heard the sound, and the figure leaned against a sitting person. "Chuan'er, it's your slave, you're so good. The brothers all looked at him at the door. The hair was soft and smooth, and the figure was so irritating. The skin was whiter than his rye grain, like goat's milk. But she looked down on us. Hello, tell everyone, which trick did you use at that time? Was it a tiger going down the mountain, or a dragon going to sea?"
The soldiers were laughing and fighting, Jiang Baichuan looked up and said, "I sat with her and chatted all night."
"Tsk~ nonsense! That slave is the best among them. Besides, are you talking about foreign vassals? Can you chat with her?" The soldier didn't believe it. He urged Jiang Baichuan to urge, "Tell me, what are you doing? What's the situation? Tell me out and let everyone satisfy their cravings."
A group of soldiers urged him.
"I don't speak foreign vassals, so I sat with that woman all night. I said mine, and she said hers." Jiang Baichuan smiled calmly, "I have a wife at home, and I don't care about other women."
The soldiers all calmed down. They looked at me and I looked at you, and then they were silent.
At this time, the curtain was suddenly lifted, and Liang Fenghou and Ye Hongfang walked in one after another.
"This is the main garrison of the Knight Camp. The military rules are foremost. Don't make noises at night. If the enemy spies are asked to know that we, the soldiers of Zheng, are all things with their heads in their crotch. When they get on the battlefield, the enemy will not be afraid of us!" Ye Hong said with a trembling voice, "You new recruits are really carefree. Don't you know that the Cana people are just miles away?!"
The soldiers stood up in fear, lowered their heads and dared not say anything.
Liang Fenghou looked around and glanced sternly, and finally fell on Jiang Baichuan inside.
"Flying Eagle Express, but you'll arrive first." Liang Fenghou walked into the tent and sat on the stiff bunk. "This is a military camp. I don't care if you go into the kilns in the pass to have fun. Maybe some people think that anyway, going out to the frontier and killing the enemy will only end up falling to the ground, so why not leave the money to send it to your house. But such a frivolous soldier may not be able to come back alive if he goes to the battlefield. Hongfang."
Ye Hong raised his fists and shook his voice: "Here!"
"Tomorrow's shift will be replaced, please give them a try." Liang Fenghou raised his finger and swept the soldiers in the tent one by one, "I'm all sent to help Chensha Camp. I want to see if you are still so frivolous and worry-free when you see human blood."
The soldiers were speechless, all dejected
Stand with a pestle.
Liang Fenghou snorted lightly, and when he was about to get up, he suddenly glanced at the sand inside, with a camp map with clear veins drawn on the sand inside.
He walked closer and looked carefully and found that the locations of the military camps were clearly marked in the sand map, and he also pointed the direction to the next step with the arrow. His eyes shrank suddenly and found that the predicted positions in this map were exactly the same as the squads of each battalion and division tomorrow!
Liang Fenghou raised his head, looked at Jiang Baichuan standing in front of the sand map, and then said in a deep voice: "Who painted this picture?!"
The soldiers were frightened by the sudden shout, looking at each other, but all they saw in each other's eyes were confused.
Seeing that no one answered, Ye Hongfang immediately shouted angrily: "Who did you draw the answer to Master Duwei quickly?!"
Everyone looked around at a loss, and Jiang Baichuan suddenly clasped his fists and said respectfully: "Report to the adult, it's a small painting."
"Jiang Baichuan." Liang Fenghou stared at the cold eyes. He turned around and walked out of the tent with decisiveness. "Follow me, the rest of the people will not be allowed to leave the camp within three days from today. Those who violate the order will be dealt with by military law!"
Jiang Baichuan walked out of the camp under the gaze of the soldiers. Ye Hong left it in the tent. He looked around at everyone and said, "Let's talk now. Isn't it very good to talk? It sounds better than the teahouse's storytelling. Come on, I'll sit and listen to you blow, and then blow."
The soldiers looked around with a cramped look, and then they stood and dared not make any moves.
The wind was blowing outside the camp, and the thin frost became much heavier at night. Jiang Baichuan tanned his skin during just a few months of training, but his face was still fair. His body looked strong and well-proportioned at this moment, all thanks to the elixir of Haitian.
Liang Fenghou turned his back to Jiang Baichuan in Boyu and said, "How do you know the order for the squad of each battalion and division?"
Jiang Baichuan clasped his fists and replied respectfully: "Reporting to the adults, the young man never knew."
"Indeed, you don't know, nor should you know." Liang Fenghou raised his lips. "The military information dispatched by our military camps was written by Mr. Liu, the Shishi of Manhong Guanwei, and was sending the message from Feiying to the desert camps." He looked up at the frost in the night sky. "This commander had just received the message from Feiying. Except for me and the generals of each battalion, the rest of the people were not aware of it." He turned around and looked at Jiang Baichuan, "But the sand map you just drew was exactly the same as the message from Feiying. How do you explain this?"
Jiang Baichuan said with a plain expression: "Report to the adults, this is a small guess."
Liang Fenghou raised his eyebrows and repeated, "Guess?"
Jiang Baichuan nodded and said, "That's right, the paintings of the sand map are all small Hu Si's guess."
Liang Fenghou took a deep breath, then took a step towards other camps, and said, "I have a patrol mission, so let's talk as we walk."
Jiang Baichuan followed, and the two patroled the battalions in the frost and rain.
"Tell me." Liang Fenghou looked around with a little vigilance hidden in his scattered scattering, "How did you guess?"
"Here." Jiang Baichuan followed him, "The young man came to Manhong Pass before he came to Manhong Pass. He had read the marching record written by Princess Jiang, and the historical record of the Zhen clan coming to guard Manhong Pass since the founding of the country. With the battles and big and small things, the young man guessed one or two of them."
"The Chief Commander has also read the marching notebook written by Princess Jiang." Liang Fenghou recalled Jiang Xiaonan's appearance of kneeling on the side of the eaves and writing, "But the records are all about marching and fighting, and military information is not mentioned."
"The journey of the marching is clearly recorded between the lines of Princess Jiang. This marching record is just a small one to guess what kind of general General Zhen is." Jiang Baichuan said with a relaxed tone, "It is the record of the historical generals of the Zhen clan who have been dynasties, which is called Xiao Ru Meng to wake up, and then he boldly guessed."
"Then as you said." Liang Fenghou stopped and stopped. He looked sideways at Jiang Baichuan and asked slowly and lowly, "What kind of general is General Zhen?"
Jiang Baichuan raised his eyes and said simply and simply: "The talent of the genius."
Liang Fenghou asked with great interest: "What do you say?"
"General Zhen has joined the army and participated in no less than a hundred major battles, and they are all recorded. There are many unrecorded battles among them, and they are probably counted in detail." Jiang Baichuan thought about his memory, "The Iron Blood Camp was the first camp to be established.
, following the intention of killing and attacking. If this camp does not fight, it will be a shocking battle. In addition, the Breaking Wind Camp is all archers. In addition to long and short bows and crossbows, bed crossbows, the archers are more proficient in the direction and support of wind. The two battalions attack and defense, and imitate the tactics of the sage generals breaking the city and breaking the wind first. However, under the changes of General Zhen, they are even more outstanding."
Liang Fenghou nodded with satisfaction, and he picked up his chin and signaled: "Continue, where are the other battalions?"
"Foreign invaders were born to run horses, traveling thousands of miles, and robbing. The northern border was unable to send messages in time. In addition, there was no flying eagle sending messages in the old Manhong Pass, so the message had to be delivered by beacon fire and wolf smoke. This is where the beacon fire camp was born. When the beacon fire broke out, the wolf smoke warned. The soldiers stationed in the northern border county town could take precautions in advance." Jiang Baichuan seemed to remember it in his heart, "There was the cavalry camp. Although it was wearing iron armor, it was better than the horse breeds, which were tall and big horses, which were extremely suitable for such a cold place as the northern border. Long-term support and attacking, and can be used as a surprise weapon. This is the foundation for the liberation of the trapped battles of the Ba people in the west that year."
The more Liang Fenghou heard it, the more surprised he felt. He did not express his expression on his face, but just asked lightly: "What else?"
"After defeating the Ba people, General Zhen learned and improved the Ba people's tactics, and created a huge war shield that was higher than ordinary people. He used this as the foundation to establish the camp of the trap." Jiang Baichuan sighed in his heart, "In ancient times, he had the intention to trap the formation, and had no life. The soldiers of the camp have been on the front line of the desert for many years and fought against foreign invaders step by step, taking defense as an offensive, and established an invincible place. Invincible is the army that can resist the spear of the Cana people, the camp is the camp!"
Liang Fenghou reminded: "There are two more camps, have you forgotten?"
Chapter completed!