Chapter One Hundred and Forty-Four: Those who are scrambling, behead!
In the Dushi Buying camp at the western foothills of Chang'an Mountains, all military tents have been put away. Even the Juma stakes outside the camp have been dismantled and installed on carts.
Tan Hesheng, the commander of the second armor of Team A, Division A, is scanning the firemen in his armor. The only difference between him and the others is his felt hat and iron armor, which is just the flag on his back. Tan Hesheng wears an iron-pointed helmet and a fat coat. Wearing a pair of iron armor.
The most eye-catching thing is undoubtedly the flag on his back, dancing in the wind. In addition to the sword, he also has a bow and arrows on his waist. A large bow and thirty large arrows are inserted in it. The equipment is the same, but it looks even more bulging, like a small iron tower.
The trumpet sounded for the second time, and each commander led his subordinates to the central army to ask for orders.
At this time, another gong sound came, and Tan Hesheng, the commander of the second armor, hurriedly shouted loudly: "Everyone, sit down and rest on the spot."
The sergeants who had just finished preparations sat down to rest where they were as ordered.
After a while, the trumpet sounded again, and then there was another burst of chirping.
"Everyone stand up!" Tan Hesheng, the commander of the second armor, shouted loudly and urgently again.
"Tum! Tum! Tum!" the cannon sounded three times in succession.
"Go! Go! Go!"
All the soldiers in the camp shouted three times at the same time.
Following the orders, the captains of each team waved their flag guns forward vigorously. The sergeants stepped on the drumbeats from the central army and slowly set off to move forward in formation.
Division A marched at the front, with two hundred-man bureaus of killers and two 100-man guns. In front of them were the dismounted cavalry scouts under Chen Zhong who had been released long ago. They were grouped into a group of five cavalrymen. There were two troops at the front and rear of the army. Ten groups of rangers acted as scouts dozens of miles away.
The Chinese troops led by Jin Yong and Chen Zhong were in the middle, as well as ten large baggage vehicles assigned to the carriage camp, as well as twenty flat-plated carts of Division B's own, pulling military tent wood and other military supplies, on the flat-plated carts. There is an eight-door tiger squatting cannon displayed on it.
The Chinese army was accompanied by two personal guards, sergeants, flag bearers, etc., as well as more than 300 rangers. Chen Zhong had five rangers under his command. One sentry moved in front of and behind the army, and three sentries accompanied him. , there is another sentry who has already rushed to the surrounding area of Muzhajian to investigate.
After the central army, there is the infantry of Division B and Division B. They are also two killers and two guns each.
When Jin Yong went into battle this time, the entire army had an infantry camp with a thousand headquarters, five ranger sentries, more than 500 cavalry, and a transport camp with more than 100 troops. There were about 1,600 troops in total.
Every ten miles the army marched, it would stop for a quarter of an hour and regroup.
After the first break, as the team continued to march, a gunman in the armor where Cheng Sanhu was located suddenly reported that he wanted to relieve himself.
"Cheng Sanhu, you are responsible for accompanying and waiting. After you have relieved yourself, you can immediately catch up with the team. If the team has advanced three miles and you two have not caught up, military law shall pierce the ears of you two with arrow shafts as a sign of your failure." Everyone!" Commander Tan Hesheng shouted loudly.
So, Cheng Sanhu left the marching team with the fire soldier who wanted to relieve himself, and trotted down the avenue. After they were done, they trotted all the way to catch up. On the avenue about two miles away, they finally caught up. Joined the team.
After the army marched another twenty miles to the south, it was almost noon. The Chinese army's order came and everyone stopped advancing. The heavy baggage vehicles and flatbed trucks were lined up at both ends. The sergeants of each bureau sat down to rest their strength. The firemen of each team Bury the pot and lift the cooking pot.
After lunch, the team continued to move south according to the morning's march sequence.
The afternoon sun shines warmly on the body, which is the time when one is most likely to feel sleepy. Although three months of high-intensity training has passed, the new sergeants are still not used to it. Only the armor commanders and the old soldiers know how to do it.
He dozed off while walking, while the new soldiers were staggering and were not used to this way of resting.
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"Da da da..." A rapid sound of horse hooves came from the distance.
Cheng Sanhu, who had half-closed his eyes and was walking in a daze to rest his mind, was startled. As soon as he opened his eyes, he saw a horse galloping past him, flying straight towards the Chinese army.
Run away.
"Boom!"
A moment later, the trumpet of the change of order came from the Chinese army, and immediately, a harsh golden sound was heard again.
"Teams stop advancing!"
Liu Changliang, the swordsman from Qianhu, roared loudly with a voice like a broken gong, and then turned his horse and galloped towards the Chinese army.
"Looking at this posture, it's possible that there is an enemy!" Tan Hesheng, the commander of the second armor, said softly.
Cheng Sanhu also murmured in his heart: "We have only walked more than twenty miles, why did we stop? Is there really such a bold bandit who dares to capture the tiger's beard of our army?"
"The infantry and battalion teams are ready to fight on the spot! The baggage and convoys must withdraw to the left slope to set up the vehicle camp and artillery array!"
The central army flag ordered the soldiers to gallop north and south on horseback, shouting loudly to convey the military order.
About two miles to the left of the main army, there is a small high ground with a long and gentle slope. Car camps and artillery arrays are set up on it. The high ground and defense can control the speed advantage of the enemy's cavalry.
"Set up formations on the spot. Bureau A and Bureau C are at the front with their cannons, and Bureau B and Bureau D are at the back with their cold soldiers. Get ready for battle!"
General Manager Liu Changliang rode back and roared at the top of his lungs.
As a new recruit who had only been trained for three months, Cheng Sanhu felt very nervous. Although the previous march was more difficult, there was no danger after all.
At this moment, when he suddenly encountered the enemy, he suppressed the panic in his heart, held the gun in his hand tightly, and followed Jia Commander Tan Hesheng at a trot to the south to form the formation. He was so panicked that he ran to the front.
"Get back in line!"
Zheng Youjin, the chief executive of Bureau A, waved the flag gun in his hand and slapped Cheng Sanhu on the back. He staggered and almost fell to the ground. He quickly stabilized his body and turned around and ran back to Commander Tan Hesheng.
behind.
"Teams stay in formation!"
General Manager Zheng Youjin shouted: "Team A is in front, Team C, and Team B are behind, forming three rows and preparing for three attacks!"
Then he yelled loudly again: "No one is allowed to rush forward or delay, and anyone who runs around will be killed immediately!"
Hearing the word "Li Zhan", Cheng Sanhu involuntarily shrank his neck, held the gun tighter in his hand, carefully followed Jia Commander Tan Hesheng, and lined up in the second row.
Since the establishment of the Dushi Infantry Battalion, being beaten with military sticks has become a real norm. Most of the officers and soldiers of the New Army have also been whipped by Shangguan. In particular, Chen Zheng, the general in charge of the camp, has said many times:
There are still a few heads missing from the flagpole of our camp. If any of you breaks military regulations or disobeys military orders, the two and a half pounds on your shoulders will be hung up in public.
Under the stern orders from General Manager Zheng Youjin, the noisy team immediately fell silent, leaving only the sounds of fast footsteps and heavy breathing.
Bureau A formed three rows, with thirty-seven sergeants in each row, all the way to the left slope of the avenue. Bureau C was also rushing over at this time. They also formed three rows, but they reached the
Go downhill on the right side of the avenue.
In this way, in front are Division A and Division C's more than 200 gun soldiers, with seventy-four sergeants in each row, arranged in three rows. Behind them are the cold soldiers of Division B and Division D, also in formation.