In the end, Zhao Yanxun decided to let Chen Yuhe be responsible for transporting grain.
Chen Yuhe's guards are elite enough, and the safety of the food they transport is guaranteed, and they can withstand even the enemy's attack.
Moreover, the guards transporting food can also be used for fighting, so there is no need to delay anything.
Chen Yuhe was actually reluctant to this result. He would rather be a weapon in attacking difficulties, but it was a pity that Zhao Yanxun did not give him this opportunity.
But when he thought of Xu Yu who stayed behind in Yuanyang, Chen Yuhe felt much relieved.
Today, in Yuanyang, there are only four hundred new soldiers responsible for guarding the city, and the other front guards are responsible for the safety of the palace.
Xu Yu and his guards are responsible for dealing with possible emergencies in Yuanyang counties, mainly suppressing the gathering of large numbers of zombies.
In the afternoon, the combat strategy was agreed upon, and Zhao Yanxun asked three thousand households to refine the plan, and the most important thing was the executable plan.
When marching to Baishan County, how to march the troops specifically, how to respond when encountering a group of corpses, how to respond when encountering enemy troops, how to draw support from each other... these all need to be demonstrated in detail.
If you go to Baishan County without a thorough plan, the chances of receiving a box lunch are not very high.
After the combat plan was formulated, it was communicated to the three armies that night because the plan would be implemented the next day.
On May 12th, the 20th year of Tai'an, large clouds came from the sky, completely covering the sky.
From a metaphysical point of view, this is definitely not a good sign, but objectively speaking, it is a good thing. No one likes to march under the bright sun.
In addition, the ground after spring plowing also needs a rain to irrigate it.
Although the weather is gloomy, the battle plan must still be implemented.
Dong dong dong...
The rapid beating of war drums sounded in the frontline camp, conveying the signal to gather.
The soldiers had already stood up under the command of the officers. At this moment, only the soldiers who were a little slower had not had time to finish eating the steamed buns on their hands.
Food must not be wasted, and you must eat well before you have the strength to fight. The remaining soldiers stuffed the buns into their mouths randomly.
From the sound of the war drums to the final assembly, it only took three and a half minutes.
Standing on the simply built "ordering platform", Zhao Yanxun glanced at the soldiers below, and the soldiers below also looked at him with reverence.
At this moment, Zhao Yanxun was wearing armor and carrying a sword on his waist.
Fang Sheng trotted over and paid homage in front of the military commanding platform: "Your Majesty, the entire army has been assembled. Please give me your instructions!"
Weiwei waved his hand to signal Fang Sheng to retreat. Looking at the more than 700 soldiers gathered in front of him, Zhao Yanxun said loudly: "Soldiers... I was thinking just now, if we gather at this time, what should we do if the rebel cavalry comes and kills us?"
"Now that I see your troops in good order, my heart drops into my stomach. If those bandits really come... with your momentum, you can scare them off their feet!"
The soldiers who originally had serious expressions all had smiles on their faces after hearing Zhao Yanxun's words.
They are full-time soldiers, they have armor and weapons, and they still have a team to carry out punishment for God, so how can they be afraid of mere thieves?
So what if there were cavalry on the opposite side? That deputy Cui Qianhu, with a small number of infantry, wiped out a whole band of rebel cavalry.
"I am adhering to the destiny to save the common people. You are the elites of the royal palace and the fastest sword in my hand. The traitor army harms the people. God is angry and resentful... I am upholding the destiny. I want you to carry out punishment for heaven and wipe out the traitor army!"
Fighting requires individual division. Zhao Yanxun's definition of this Northern Expedition is to fight for heaven, so he emphasized it again at this moment.
In fact, the soldiers believed this too.
More than a year of repeated propaganda, coupled with the actual display of "magic skills", convinced the soldiers and civilians that Zhao Yanxun was the man destined to be destined.
Then naturally he can carry out crusade against any individual or force in the name of heaven.
"Can you defeat the bandit army?"
Faced with this problem, all the soldiers below shouted: "Yes!"
"Can it be done?" Zhao Yanxun asked again.
"Can, can, can..."
This time, a louder shout erupted from below.
Zhao Yanxun put his hands behind his back and said in a serious tone: "Then I will be waiting for you to return in triumph!"
At this moment, Fang Sheng, who was standing in front, shouted: "Destroy the traitor army and return in triumph!"
The soldiers in the rear shouted: "Destroy the traitor army and return in triumph!"
Then Fang Sheng shouted: "Long live His Highness King Yong..."
This slogan is what the soldiers shout the most on weekdays, and it is naturally very familiar to them now.
"Long live His Highness King Yong!"
The sound was overwhelming, revealing the indestructible restraint of this army.
"Go to war!"
As Zhao Yanxun issued the order, Fang Sheng began to order the army to move out according to the planned plan.
Led by each member of the household, all the troops formed a square formation and passed in front of the ordering platform in order, marching in order.
Every time a formation passed by, there would be a pilgrim-like shout of "Long live" coming from below, and Zhao Yanxun would either wave to say hello, or directly express his support.
After all the teams left, Fang Sheng returned to the general stage again and reported: "Your Majesty, I have gone too!"
"Go, be careful!" Zhao Yanxun couldn't help but warn.
"Please remember this!"
As Fang Sheng led the army away, only Zhao Yanxun and a group of guards were left.
But the peace here will not last long, because Wang Chengshuai's army will arrive soon, and Gao Zhengan's troops will come after a while.
The three armies moved forward one after another, and they were only three to five miles apart from each other. If something happened, they could quickly provide support.
Besides, Zhao Yanxun will not be idle, he will alternately supervise the march of the army, and will personally supervise key battles.
The reason why he supervised the battle rather than commanded it was because Zhao Yanxun knew very well that he was not necessarily better than these three Qianhu.
As for Fang Sheng and his party, they maintained a strict formation as they marched forward.
It doesn't matter if you go slower, but you must maintain your formation so that you can be ready for combat at any time.
The entire team could only proceed along the official road. Other places were overgrown with weeds and trees, which contained dangers.
In fact, they will encounter danger almost at any time during their journey.
Their team is too big and they make a lot of noise, so it is normal for them to attract zombies.
But as long as there is no zombie wave, as many zombies as they come will die.
They have mature procedures for killing zombies during the march.
The soldiers on the periphery held large shields, while the internal soldiers were well-trained spearmen, one focusing on defense and the other on offense.
It sounds simple, but the most important thing is cooperation, which also involves daily training and trust between soldiers.
Stumbling along the way, Fang Sheng and his party moved forward slowly. Today, he planned to travel thirty miles before deciding whether to directly siege the city.
Of course, the premise of this idea is that they will not encounter obstacles during their march.
The direction of things is inherently unpredictable.
