Bring The System To Datang

"Strong hard, there are rice, and you can carry it." A group of soldiers greeted northward at the place where Jiedushi, Longyou.

Early in the morning, I saw people driving cars, carts, and people carrying bags.

From the state of view, it was obvious that they had been on the road for a long time, and they were also on the road at night. Some people had burnt marks on their hair.

When the working people saw the army coming, they were not polite, and directly handed over the materials to the other side.

The soldiers first picked up the things they were carrying, then the carts.

The wheelbarrow has a strap, which is hung around the neck and pushed with both hands.

People with good technology dare to walk the plank road on the cliff while pushing hundreds of kilograms of things.

To the front, there is a river with a width of more than twenty feet, and there are ferrymen on the river. Now the sergeant is transporting, there are boats and bamboo rafts, all of which are used to support the ship.

"Quickly, transport things over and put them on top." A soldier carrying a rice bag wanted to put the bag on the bamboo raft.

"No, wet, go find the boat and put it on the boat." The person holding the row pointed to the top of the bamboo row.

"How much can the ship put?" The soldier hugged the bag again in time.

A general looking at the surface of the water: "How deep is the water?"

The person supporting the row: "It hasn't rained in the past two days, and there is one more than four feet deep. You can ride horses and let the horses run."

"Brothers, take down the board of the car and enter the water with me. This is something for us."

The young general greeted, went to the car to unload the things, put the board on the water.

At first glance, other people understood what to do, and went to find the boards.

"Bamboo rafts, connect the bamboo rafts with shoulders on both sides." The young general saw the bamboo rafts again.

Those who support the bamboo platoon hurriedly set the position of the platoon, and the platoon was all over.

When I got out of the water here, I saw it on the other side, and then went down. Not long after, a floating bridge appeared.

"Cross the bridge!" The teenager touched the water on his face and shouted.

"Come on the bridge, walk steadily, don't step on people." Others hurriedly pushed wheelbarrows and carried things on.

"Good soldier! I don't need to pay for sending things to such soldiers."

People from the Shu area saw the soldiers directly carrying a bridge on their shoulders and shouted.

"Yes, no, wait for them to win the battle and raise more sheep. Let's eat cheap mutton." The person next to him followed.

"You can't do it if you don't want it. Some people are expecting to support the family. If you don't want it, why do others want it?" The people who followed Yanbang disagreed.

"Chop the wood, chop the bamboo, continue to build the bridge, bring the rope, and tie it with the rope." There are generals on the opposite bank, distressing the soldiers.

"Why is there no bridge?" The people who rushed over were puzzled. There were roads on both sides, and it didn't take much effort to build a bridge on the river that was twenty feet long.

"Yes, at Qibali Road downstream, there are mountains on both sides, and bridges are built there." The soldier soaked in the water responded.

"Why don't you stand on the road?"

"In case the enemy comes over and fails to defend, you can go and guard the bridge. Waiting for the enemy to enter the water on this bank, you don't have to strike halfway, just let the arrows go."

The people who supported the typesetting ferry gave the answer, and they knew the situation.

"Oh! Then you can still make money by ferrying people." The people said again.

"We are fishing for a living, and we don't need money for ferrying. Otherwise, how come so many boats and platoons? Fishing.

Some people want to cross the river and don't want to go around, so we will take them to both sides by the way. Sometimes they will buy our fish and shrimp. "

The people in the front row just returned after delivering the goods and denied that they used the ferry to make money.

There are not many people coming and going here a day, and some people can only use the bridge to drive the car.

So many of them were on the river, expecting to ferry Life, and they all had to starve to death.

Right now they are even more volunteers. They heard that the army in front almost occupied Jiuqu.

The more the army moves forward, the more stable it is behind, and its strategic depth.

Usually, most of the fish and shrimp they catch are sent to Jiedu, Longyou, where they are sold, or they are exchanged for eggs or cloth woven by others.

People on both sides of the strait chop down trees on the mountain to tie up temporary wooden and bamboo rafts. Such rafts will be rotten in the water if they are not soaked in tung oil.

The soldiers from Longyou Jiedushi were working, but Jiedushi was not there.

Zhang Zhongliang set off with people yesterday, delivered things to the front, provided military assistance, and moved forward.

In case of a sneak attack in front of him, he can still provide position protection by running back.

When it was dawn, he rushed to the place of Junzhai when it was midday.

The own 30,000 soldiers continued to reinforce the military village, while taking care of the captives mowing the grass.

The captives should not be idle, bending over to mow the grass and weave grass curtains.

The cut grass is piled up and covered with grass curtains to prevent the grass from drying out quickly.

"Take a break, prepare to transport things locally, and then take over the work here."

Zhang Zhongliang asked about the situation and ordered the team to rotate.

The rest are mainly horses and carts, which are not used by people.

Everyone had a meal, and half an hour later, Zhang Zhongliang continued to lead the team forward. There was a tent in the team.

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"Stop, rest your horse, and eat." Qin Li led the team to chase and chase, and rubbed away hundreds of enemies.

At this time, there were only less than 500 people left by Tashi Kuge. One horse after another fell, one after another turned around and died.

Tashikure had a fever and was dizzy, cold, and cold all over, and when he was breathing, he felt the exhaled heat.

He most wanted to stop now, then put on a thick leather jacket and drink hot soup around the fire.

He ran. He looked back and found that the chaser was gone. He quickly ordered: "Stop, stop the horse, we can't run anymore, we can only run with our legs."

A group of horses stopped, some horses stood there swaying, and fell sideways with a bang.

The soldiers hurried over to take a look. The first person to see shook his head, took out the knife, and chopped down at the horse's neck.

In the splash of blood, the horse twitched a few times, and there was no more movement.

Others cut up the horses, cut off the big pieces and gave them to others, and the others were stuffed into small strips.

Tashikure shivered and ate a piece of meat in his mouth. He clenched his fists with both hands and chewed desperately. It seemed that the only way he could feel better.

His soldiers saw that he was ill, but they had nothing to do.

Peel off the horse hide and wrap him up, each with a sad look in his eyes.

Someone looked back, panic and helpless in their eyes.

They had never fought such a difficult battle. The enemy didn't even give a chance to die desperately, and they bitten and said nothing.

At Qin Li's side, everyone ate compressed biscuits and sipped water.

"Boss, you can get them all cleaned up by chasing them?" Someone put down the water sac and licked his chapped lips with his tongue.

The chapped lips are not due to lack of water, but the weather conditions, wind blowing, and my face feels hot and painful, all of them are small openings.

"Unkillable, unless we are willing to pay the price of casualties, and then we will give up after chasing them. They see that they are about to get there."

Qin Li shook his head. He knew that the undead couldn't kill all the enemies, and then ran out for dozens of miles to find the other side.

After hunting down, the enemy ran desperately, and after all, dozens of riders would arrive.

Then over there, the cavalry will be organized to rush into the own team, and the own horse can't run with the horses that can keep up their energy.

He intends to chase harder, continue to exhaust the horse and man, and quickly retreat.

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