Hua Ji'an suffered a lot of guns when he fought with Huo Bing's Eighth Route Army in Jiangyou. Later, an ambush was set up to hand over a batch of bullets from the Eighth Route Army. One was that there was a lack of configuration bullets, and there were not many people who dared to use them, and they could not form mass production. Hua Ji'an gave it to King Huai, who directly criticized the "strange and lustful skills" and ignored it.

But this "strange and lustful skill" made the Huai Army look for teeth all over the ground, and finally even the capital was ruined.

Now he suddenly asked him to pick up the nightmare musket, which made Hua Ji'an extremely uneasy, and returned the weapon to the soldier and asked, "Can you change another weapon?"

The soldier was in a dilemma, but soon Huo Bing came out of nowhere, with a sneer on his face: "Since General Hua is not used to using our muskets, then I'll change it to you, and bring a spear over, the longest number!"

Hua Ji'an was helpless. Huo Bing was clearly making things difficult for him. He was the general, and he came to be the deputy general. He didn't need to charge forward with a spear. Hua Ji'an couldn't even attack. He said respectfully: "General Huo, I wonder if it can be replaced with a sword or a sword?"

"Knife? Yes!" Huo Bing took off his sabre from his waist and threw it to Hua Ji'an, saying with disdain, "Just use this."

The small dispute was resolved, and Hua Ji'an sighed and thought to himself that this expedition would definitely not go well, at least for him, there would be no good results.

Huo Bing suffered a lot of grudges against him, as if he would find an opportunity to take revenge at any time. This time Huo Bing should have committed suicide by Liu Yu and was deported. Since this is not a military camp, it should be a reserve camp. What is the concept of a reserve camp? People fight in front, and the reserve camp is watching from behind. If they win the battle, they go up to help clean the battlefield. If they lose, they may be responsible for breaking the rear as a cull. In the past, the reserve camp of the Huai Army was treated like this.

If you are sent to the reserve camp, it is best not to go to the battlefield. If you go to the battlefield, you will definitely not have a good life. Generally, generals who make trouble or are not allowed to be reused will go to the reserve camp.

Although Huo Bing is not very good at pacifying Huai, he was a heroic general who was responsible for leading the battle. No one in the entire Huai Army dared to underestimate him as a boy who had not yet grown up. Such a proud and arrogant person was sent to the reserve camp. Can he give him a good face, his former enemy?

However, Hua Ji'an thought about it again and found that things were a little wrong. Generally speaking, although the deputy general was not the commander of this army, he was responsible for assisting the general and supervising the general, which helped a surrendered general to supervise the general. Is this a mistake in the court?

"Go away, go, get on the horse, get on the horse!"

Huo Bing shouted loudly, looking very impatient, afraid that people would not be able to hear it clearly. He even rolled a tube of paper to shout, which made Hua Ji'an feel strange, but for some reason, the sound came from the tube of paper, and it turned out to be much clearer. Many soldiers from afar could also hear orders coming over to gather.

Taking advantage of the gathering of soldiers in this battalion, Hua Ji'an roughly counted it. There were very few people on the way, only six or seven hundred people. No one believed that he was going to take the lead. At least under his understanding, the border troops often had a battle of tens of thousands of people, and hundreds of people were like dropping the bucket and sent to the Turks as food. More importantly, the vanguard troops had already set off. If this was a vanguard, what was the vanguard?

Huo Bing was giving a morale pre-war speech, but to put it bluntly, he was giving an order: "I tell you, today's mission of our Eighth Route Army is to run 800 miles! Whoever runs slowly will go to the forest to feed the wolf, I won't serve you!"

"Yo!"

Hua Ji'an was silent for a moment, "Eight hundred miles?" Hua Ji'an calmed down. General Huo must be crazy. He didn't need to be so crazy if he wanted to march urgently. He would have to die from 200 miles a day. No matter how many people could hold on, the horse could not hold on. If he could travel eight hundred miles a day, he would have to change horses and not change people. But this person, one horse, even if it was a sweat-blooded BMW, he would definitely be exhausted.

If you travel eight hundred miles a day, wouldn’t you be able to reach the border in two days? It’s a big joke. Huo Bing must have been sent to the reserve camp. He was psychopathic and planned to vent his anger with the soldiers in the reserve camp under his command.

But Hua Ji'an made a fuss again, why didn't those soldiers object? Are these people stupid or stupid, or is it that both of them are beyond cure?

"General Huo, I want to tell you some things." Since others didn't mention it, Hua Ji'an felt that as a deputy general, it was necessary to remind Huo Bing of the consequences of doing so, and he would be held accountable by military law.

"What are you saying? I don't like to listen to you!" Huo Bing stared at Hua Ji'an and said, "If you talk more, I will knock you down with one shot!"

If he treated prisoners of war, Hua Ji'an would have accepted it, but now he is the deputy general. Although he didn't know why the court had such an arrangement, he knew that he had the blood of a soldier and could not be insulted like this.

"General Huo, please speak more solemnly!" Hua Ji'an knew that showing his face would make the relationship between the two sides more rigid, but he still had to do so.

Huo Bing was not angry either and snorted coldly: "You say whatever you like, I'm afraid you can't hear it!"

This fucking fucked just now and wanted to kill someone with one shot. Now he started playing scoundrels and pretending to be inaudible. He was simply a backbone scoundrel. I don’t know how Huo Bing got his credit before. Sure enough, what Hua Ji'an said, Huo Bing began to avoid him and turned a deaf ear to him.

"Get on the horse!"

When everyone got on the horse, Hua Ji'an had to bring the rations and water bags assigned to him for the day. Because they had to march urgently, each soldier only brought one person a day with the rations. Hua Ji'an was surprised that this army did not even bring the food for the horses, and was preparing to make the horses run tired and chew some weeds on the roadside? This was too irregular!

When the marching began, he realized that the soldiers in this reserve battalion were not vegetarians. When the army set out, it was faster than the sprint of the fast horses, just like fighting against the enemy on the battlefield. Hua Ji'an had to rush the horses to prevent him from falling behind. But he also knew that the horses would not last long. It was estimated that they would be exhausted in one or two hours, and that a horse would fall on the side of the road in three or four hours. Although Hua Ji'an was also an ethical soldier, he still couldn't help but want to see the ignorant boy named Huo who was defeated, but he didn't know whether he would be implicated and suffered when he was held accountable later.

As the sun at dawn came out, there was a quiet and peaceful sunlight in the fields. The people came out of the farm and sowed the fields. It was the season for summer potato planting. Last year's drought had ended. Nanyang Glycyrrhiza, which saved all the lives of Guanzhong, had been planted in the fields by every household as a treasure plant. Now it is summer potato planting, and they even got up early and went to bed late.

A team of cavalry rushed from the military road, raising dust all the way, making the people on the roadside watch and try to find their relatives or known people from these cavalry. Unfortunately, these cavalry rushed to the road in a hurry and could not see clearly the soldiers' appearance. However, the people still waved to these soldiers because they were their soldiers. They wanted to go to the battlefield to defend their country and protect the peace of the Dashun Dynasty and even the land.

This is the first time Hua Ji'an has ridden a horse so fast on such a morning. It is strange that the speed of the horse may not be as fast as the horses in the northern grasslands, but they are very patient. After nearly two hours, the speed is still not slow. Hua Ji'an thought about it. After these two hours, he had already run nearly 150 or 60 miles. If he runs so hard that he stays asleep for a day, he can really travel 800 a day. But he knew that this was impossible. It is okay for people not to sleep, but horses are beasts. They are the most real animals. They are so tired that they will not hold on.

There is not much difference between this group of people. Those who run fast will slow down their pace appropriately to save the horse's physical strength. Those who run slow will speed up the pace of riding horses on some flat roads, so that they will not be thrown into the mountains and fields to feed wolves. The sun is at noon, and when it is about to noon, a "staff" is seen far ahead. Hua Ji'an thought, this is not an official road, so how can there be a posthouse?

When he arrived at the entrance of the large yard, he saw the plaque of "Soldier Station" hanging at the door. The soldiers in front had already rushed into the Soldier Station. They found their horses easily, set out from another exit of the Soldier Station, and continued to march quickly.

Hua Ji'an was so funny that he couldn't help laughing and crying. This was really a rare strange thing. In the past, he only heard that when he sent the border urgent items, he would have a daily practice of changing horses and not changing people. He didn't expect that he could even marching in a hurry. Seeing that these soldiers could find their horses accurately, I thought that they had practiced many times, and the horses here must be very familiar with their rider, and most of the war horses were still familiar with each other.

That is to say, the imperial army had practiced such tactics for a long time. He felt a little shocked. It seemed that Huo Bing's ignorance was not because of his arrogance, but a special strategy he had prepared for it. He believed that there was a next military station and a group of horses prepared for them not far away.

Hua Ji'an was assigned a horse, a bit wild, because it was not the owner, and the horse was a bit bullying. Fortunately, Shunping, who was trained by Hua Ji'an, was also first-class. He used some tricks to feed some delicious horses and touched them intimately for a few touches. This war horse that had been tamed very well. Although he occasionally got a little temper on the road, he had reached a tacit understanding with him.

When the sun is approaching the setting sun, a daytime journey has already traveled nearly 500 miles. The road is not very clear at night, which may affect the efficiency of traveling. Fortunately, the horses have a higher ability to adapt to the night than people. If you ride on a horse, as long as there is rough light to illuminate it, the journey to the night will not be a big problem. What unexpectedly surprised Hua Ji'an was that he did not encounter the army of the court on the way, and the people who set out first never appeared from beginning to end.
Chapter completed!