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Chapter 279: Expedition

The entire order was mobilized to prepare for the first active war.

Gongsun Yan is not worried about the outcome of this war, but victory is not the only thing she wants.

Just like the order she gave Zhao Yun and the others.

She needs to train her troops and adapt her generals and soldiers to the new combat model.

She needs to shock those young people and let them understand that the rules have changed now.

To win, you must also win beautifully.

Bronze bells on the turrets in four directions in the city rang.

The deep sound of bells spread throughout Lingzhi.

War is not just a matter for sergeants, it is closely related to almost everyone.

A large number of slave laborers were recruited from the countryside.

A large part of them are shade houses that Gongsun Yan took from various families.

These shady men left the family estates, were organized into households, and were conscripted into large numbers as slave laborers in exchange for their servitude.

Soldiers carrying military orders galloped through Lingzhi City, conveying military orders along the way.

In Gongsunyan, there is an area specially designated for the residence of married sergeants.

Every household responded quickly.

Family members and wives helped the men tidy up their military uniforms and provided them with polished armor and long knives.

Put a peach charm or a piece of dry biscuit in their arms.

In a clean and tidy courtyard, the petite girl was busy running around.

She stuffed two pairs of thick insoles into her husband's bag.

Nervously, he checked his armor and long knife again.

After thinking about it, I went to the kitchen and took out two stacks of noodles and made a small can of black bean sauce.

Finally, he stood by the door and tucked a hand-embroidered amulet into her husband's lapel: "I must keep it safe this time, do you understand?"

"well."

The man responded and walked out of the house carrying a big baggage.

The girl stood by the door, watching his back disappear, and then she shed big tears.

She lowered her head and cried for a while, then murmured to herself: "I must come back."

"good!"

The girl looked up in shock, her eyes dim with tears, but she saw her husband who had just left standing in front of her, with tears falling even harder than hers.

"I wanted to be more manly." The man cried, raising his sleeves to wipe away his tears, "But I still can't let you go."

As he spoke, he took the girl into his arms.

The tall man buried his face full of tears in her shoulder and rubbed her like a dog.

"Idiot." The girl screamed, holding his head and crying, "I want to come back."

Newly married young men and women are about to separate when they are deeply in love, and they cry uncontrollably for a while.

A group of officers and soldiers on horseback came over after hearing the sound and saw this scene.

The leader, Lao Lei, was amused.

He has no wife and cannot bear to see other people's affection.

Lao Lei rubbed his short mustache on his chin, beat the mandarin duck with force, and shouted: "Azhou, let's go!"

There were many people with a similar mentality to him. The sergeants next to him stepped forward one after another, pulled the two of them apart, and dragged He Zhou away as if they were kidnapping him.

Lao Lei laughed and looked at the girl in the alley: "Don't worry, Ah Tang, I will definitely bring back every hair of this kid."

The girl standing in the alley sniffed: "Please, Uncle Lei."

Similar scenes were repeated many times.

Mrs. Xin, holding her child in her arms, was crowded among the crowds on both sides of the main road.

The eldest two children were still at the Salesian Home, and she held a cleanly starched dress in her arms.

After that day, she searched for a long time but could not find the sergeant who lent her the robe that day.

This robe remained in Lady Xin's hands.

Such robes and uniforms are part of the military's military supply, and Mrs. Xin didn't know whether the sergeant's superior officer would punish him for losing his robes.

I'll bring it here today to try my luck.

Mrs. Xin squeezed in the crowd and stood on tiptoe to watch.

Perhaps it is the arrangement of some mysterious force.

In such a crowded environment, she actually found the sergeant that day.

Mrs. Xin showed joy on her face and said loudly: "That official named Liang!"

she shouted loudly.

Liang Dayi, who was talking to his companions in the crowd, didn't react for a while until someone next to him turned him around and signaled to him.

He turned around, but his expression was confused.

Obviously, he did not connect the woman calling in the distance with the embarrassed woman who was heartbroken that day.

"The official named Liang, your robe."

Mrs. Xin protected the child with one hand and raised the thing in her hand high with the other hand.

In addition to the robe, there were two pairs of thick insoles made by Madam Xin, one for Liang Da and one for the other handsome-looking military master.

Madam Xin waved her hands vigorously, and Liang Da was stunned for a while before he remembered that he had borrowed the robe.

Amid the teasing laughter of his companions, he said viciously: "It's just that Mr. Nai was soft-hearted for a moment. Why are you laughing?"

Although he said that, he still walked this way.

There were crowds of people coming and going, but he couldn't walk very fast, and he was still a few steps away.

Suddenly I heard the sound of drums from the gathering in the corner tower.

The expressions of many sergeants changed and they quickened their pace.

Liang Da also paused and waved to Mrs. Xin across the crowd: "You can keep it for now and return it next time."

With that said, he held the belt around his waist and strode towards the gathering direction.

Madam Xin looked at his back and opened her mouth.

Finally she put down her hand and whispered: "You must be safe."

Above the east gate turret.

"Be careful."

"Okay, don't worry."

Zhao Yun was wearing black beast-swallowing armor and looked unusually tall when standing in front of Gongsun Yan.

The tiger talisman has been handed over in the prefect's mansion and the business has been completed.

At this time, everyone around him walked away in tacit agreement.

In this small corner building, leave a little private time for them.

Gongsun Yan hesitated for a while, then opened his palm, and in his palm lay a crooked talisman: "I'm not good at acupuncture..."

She stammered. Compared with women of the same generation, what she presented was indeed inferior and a bit embarrassing.

Looking at the small mess of lines in her palm, Zhao Yun chuckled softly, but bowed down obediently.

"Do not laugh."

With his cooperation, Gongsun Yan hung the small thing tied with red thread around his neck and tucked it into the inner garment of his military uniform.

She even touched his chest, but unfortunately it only touched the cold breastplate.

She secretly felt regret in her heart, but Zhao Yun held her hand, lowered his head and pressed a kiss on the palm of her hand.

His hot breath caressed my wrists, and his short, short beard rubbed my palms, tickling my heart.

Gongsun Yan blushed suddenly and pulled his hand back: "Where did you learn that?"

He has learned badly, who can resist him like this?

Zhao Yun raised the corners of his lips and gently touched her cheek: "Wait for me."

The gathering drum sounded again, Zhao Yun took a deep look at her, turned around and left, the black silver-patterned cloak behind him making a sound.

The sergeants gradually gathered into teams one by one... The sergeants gathered from trickling streams like a rushing river.

Finally, they gathered in front of the city gate and gathered under the banner of the captain who surrendered the prisoners.

The spears and spears were raised high, densely packed like a forest.

Looking from a high place, the red tassels on the guns were flying in the strong wind, forming clouds.

Zhao Yun, dressed in black armor, walked to the front of the red cloud. He put down his animal mask and raised the spear in his right hand high.

Then, move forward.

"Set off!"

"Here!"

The response was like thunder.

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I swear, if I write about this kind of subject in the future, I will be my second senior brother!!!


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