In fact, if Ding Yi asked Wu Quanyi first, he would probably not have let Ding Junyue do this job. Because the reason why Wu Quanyi recommended Ding Junyue was because he felt that no one in the Thunder Academy could compare to Ding Junyue. After all his years of beggar career, Ding Junyue hadn't learned anything swearing and bad at it? But she knew it was not good on weekdays, so she deliberately restrained herself. It was really unlikely to expect a person who grew up eating a hundred families of food to be as pure as white snow.

Waiting is often more likely to make people nervous than real battles.

Many deserters appeared in combat readiness, and many of them were crushed by this tension and despair.

Fortunately, Miyun Avant-garde has not yet appeared on the seventh day.

In addition to being invincible for escape, more importantly, Ding Yi did not leave them idle at all. The daily queue training and physical training had already made these people have no time to think about too much. Anyway, Ding Yi transported a lot of food and grass this time, and the court also pulled out a piece of food and grass. The Miyun Avant-garde did not expect to farm farms. Except for the service and cooking, military soldiers, military remnants, and female family members were all practicing. Seventy or eighty old military households over the age of fifty took those children under ten years old to play.

"The military soldiers will stop training except for the emergency gathering at night." Ding Yi and Du Ziteng ordered, "You go and host a complaint meeting. The theme is the border residents who were harmed by the Tartars. How miserable are the military households? We are poor as poor as we tighten our belts and be more diligent. A generation of poor people will always be more relaxed. When the Tartars come, they will rob them of savings. They not only rob the money and lives, but also hope. If there are always Tartars, what's the use of being diligent? If this continues, no one can raise the spirit of working. We must highlight this. We fight the Tartars to fight for hope. Then we defend our country."

Du Ziteng took his life and he became more and more impressed by Ding Yi. With such training, at least the more than a few thousand army units were added, and there were also a few more women's family members. In fact, there was an additional garrison with less combat power than the Miyun avant-garde. If the array was opened with the Taiping in the inland, these people might not have been much worse than the inland garrison army if they had to let Ding train for ten days and half a month.

However, it was because of the fact that it consumed a lot of money and food. Other garrisons, these military servants and female relatives were responsible for farming and supporting the army, so the Ming Taizu boasted that he did not use the people's money to raise soldiers. As a result, Ding Yi's hands were all food items. Except for Ding, everyone else was reluctant to burn like this if he had money.

Ding Yi looked at Du Ziteng's leaving figure. If he had probably done a good job, the Tartars would have been coming in the past or two days. For four days, they had not received the messenger sent by Ding Ruyu. It was probably because they were chased by Duoluo's soldiers, or the other party's scout was widely distributed, so they could not send messengers at all.

If Duologan's troops still failed to catch the eight hundred cavalry led by Jeddah, then he would almost lose patience and would surround the capital first, and not for a few days. Then he would rush towards the guards. If only three thousand cavalry were only three thousand cavalry. Ding Yi was not too worried, afraid that more than this number would come. You should know that the young and strong on the grassland were soldiers. Even if he was not an elite soldier, he could also bend his bow and hold his sword to kill people.

As soon as Ding walked to the tent, autumn became heavier. If it was the capital or Rongcheng, it would be the time when osmanthus flowers were floating.

But here, there is only the strong wind of the decaying grass.

At this moment, the capital must have released the results. Some are ecstatic or depressed. Many people are affected by the list. There are basically few people, thinking that there is a Miyun avant-garde outside this pass? Or who would be worried about this guard that was about to be attacked by the Tartars?

Ding Yi shook his head with a smile, but felt that he was thinking too much.

He raised his eyes, looked at the wind storm, and listened to the sound of the commands, which became more tidy than in the past few days. The autumn wind was refreshing, blowing all the depression in his heart. Ding Yi felt that this was what he knew well. The battlefield life and death, the sharp blades and blood, and the smoke of the big flags were far more comfortable than the osmanthus flowers that drifted to the list, congratulations, thanking others, and so on.

Just for the sake of being a warrior.

"Tomorrow, except for the emergency gathering at night, the rest of the training will also stop." Ding Yi waved his hand and called Liu Tie and ordered him, "A complaint meeting will be held at that time. You will go to the military army to observe it later. You will have to hold this complaint meeting tomorrow. Weapons must also be equipped, and long spears should be distributed as much as possible. Jun Yu is not as good as military army..."

As the war is approaching, we naturally cannot be more focused on training. Physical energy reserve is an indispensable thing.

As for the 7th Company, Ding Yi smiled and said to Liu Tie: "The saying of stopping training is that the military soldiers are the best, so they stopped first; the military remnants are still doing well, so they can rest if they practice for a day; only the female family members are too bad, so they have to practice for a few more days. Don't mention the Tartars, do you understand?"

Liu Tie is a guy who is very flirting with his eyes. When it comes to this, how can he not understand? Naturally, he said that he would definitely ask Junyu to join the complaint conference and would not rise or fall due to the approaching war. He understood what Ding Yi meant, and that he was preventing the bombing of the camp. If there were too many emergency gatherings at night, even if some soldiers went crazy at night or someone came to touch the camp, they would not have bombed the camp.

Ding Yi had done as much as possible, but couldn't help but sigh: "I just don't know how Shichang..." I don't know what happened to Wang Yue. I hope he can convince Tuotuobubububububububububububububububububububububububububububububububububububububububububububububububububububububububububububububububububububububububububububububububububububububububububububububububububububububububububububububububububububububububububububububububububububububububububububububububububububububububububububububububububububububububububububububububububububububububububububububububububububububububububububububu

In the golden tent in the autumn wind, Wang Yue finally saw Tutuobuhua.

Although he was a puppet of Yesen's father and son, no matter what, Tutuobuhua was the nominal Khan of the grassland. Ding Yi had no personal communication channels with him. If he wanted to see him, if he changed someone, he might not be able to accomplish anything. This is not only Ding Yi, but Wang Yue knew it, but even Tutuobuhua knew it.

"You are a talented person who can walk to Ben Da Khan in five days." Tuotuobuhua said this to Wang Yue. He waved his hand, and someone poured a glass of wine for Wang Yue to bring it to him, but Tuotuobuhua smiled and said, "I heard that Abang Rakshasa is an amazing hero. If you want to come, you should also regard it as a hero. Come on, it is better to drink this cup."

Wang Yue smiled and shook his head and said, "The Great Khan gave wine, of course, but the student is not a hero, but he is just the most incompetent disciple of the family teacher. He is only capable of running around and sending messages." After that, he raised his glass to Tuotuobuhua, drank it all, and raised his hand and said, "Thank you for the Great Khan gave wine."

Originally, Tutuobuhua was about to teach Wang Yue to retreat. Wang Yue was able to stand in front of him, but after all, he was the King of the Prairie Khan. Giving a glass of wine also gave him enough face to Abang Rakshasa. It was the habit of the grassland people respecting heroes, but it was not qualified to speak in this big tent.

Of course, Wang Yue could also speak in his own words, but the Mongols did not have urban management at this time, and there was still no shortage of guards in front of the Khan's tent. After being whipped down, the trip was really over. Unexpectedly, someone helped Wang Yue for a while at this time.

Although the golden tent is not as spacious as the Han palace, it is also very spacious. At this time, Tuotuobuhua and a group of generals seized the case and cut their flesh and drink. Listening to Wang Yue, Ding Yi's disciple, a general became interested and advised Tuotuobuhua, saying that he was asking about Abang Rakshasa.

"I heard that Abang Rakshasa can curse people to death. Is this true?" Tuotuobuhua gave the general face and did not immediately let Wang Yue retreat. After all, he is Yesian's puppet. If even these generals around him are not close, who will he get close to? Besides, he is still very interested in Abang Rakshasa.

Wang Yue smiled and said, "The students don't know, and the gentleman has never said this." He did not admit it or deny it. This is the strategy he adopted. "But it is said that many people witnessed it at this time and it was also passed on from the grassland to the pass. According to the students' thoughts, they would ask the witnesses to make it more at ease."

Tuotuobuhua became curious when he heard this. He put down the wine glass in his hand and asked, "The Ming people have always been very good at boasting. You don't even know what is true or false?" He said that this thing is not necessarily a patent for the Ming people. In other words, when encountering such a thing, few people don't take the opportunity to boast about it to add some momentum to themselves.

In fact, before asking this question, Tutuobuhua was ready to listen to a legendary story.

Of course, Wang Yue would not be unable to make up a story. In fact, it was exactly the opposite of what he said. Ding Yi not only told them the so-called "cursing to death" of a certain Oirat, but also explained the principle of carbon monoxide poisoning, the process of obtaining carbon monoxide, and how to implement it. In this process, he should pay attention to not being poisoned, etc., and all of them were explained in detail to him and Du Ziteng.

But Wang Yue definitely did not intend to brag about Tuotuobuhua because it was meaningless. This past event was mysterious and shocking enough. Wang Yue did not need to be a storyteller again to increase his momentum. On the contrary, his restraint was to establish a credible and honest image in Tuotuobuhua.

There is no doubt that regardless of whether the image he was determined to create was successful or not, at least he aroused Tuotuobuhua's curiosity and got the opportunity to stay in the golden tent, and Wang Yue was not ready to give up this opportunity: "The teacher Yu Daming was hailed as Ding Yan, and he never spoke nonsense; the student teacher was calm under the city gate and was always self-disciplined."

Tuotuobuhua looked at the generals under his command, and the general whispered: "I heard that I was really cursed to death when I was there. I also invited many lamas and shamans to see it. I couldn't break the magic. It was supposed to be a secret technique, but the Ming people refused to say it..." Tuotuobuhua smiled and shook his head. He was different from the general. It was always possible to brag without talking about secret techniques. At least in his first impression, he was still good to Wang Yue.

"Abang Rakshasa is the god of the night. No one can kill him. Is this true?" Tuotuobuhua suddenly asked again.
Chapter completed!