Devil’s Advent

"After the secret agent searched for the appearance and characteristics of the savage king, he corroborated this matter, and then roughly confirmed the whereabouts of the savage king."

Zheng Fan nodded, thinking in his heart:

So, if the princess was more willful, domineering, and arrogant at the beginning, instead of whipping him, but beheading him directly, would there be no chaos like the savages now?

Of course, you can also say that without this savage king, there will be a next one, and it may even be even more powerful;

There was no way to assume this kind of thing.

"Master Hou, will you dispose of these corpses first?"

"No, it's good to let them be more vigilant, and save them from huddling together."

"okay."

Tian Wujing got on his horse and said, "Go further to the east and we'll go back."

How could Zheng Fan have room for doubt? He had no choice but to get on his horse and continue to go deeper into the snowfield to the east with Tian Wujing.

The snowfield is very vast. To a certain extent, the snowfield is not smaller than the desert, but just like the desert, most of the area is not suitable for human survival.

The two rode their horses and marched eastward for a few more days. On the way, they met several tribesmen, and even caused a group of savages to chase them. However, Tian Wujing didn't do anything this time, but chose to shake them off.

Then, the two started their journey back.

A few days later, Zheng Fan and Tian Wujing returned to the Tianduan Mountain Range.

The marching speed of the army will definitely not be so fast, because Zheng Fan and Tian Wujing set out with two horses alone, and even snatched the wild man's horses to replace them on the snowy field. When the army marches, it may take more time than two people moving More than three times.

Calculating the time, maybe when the army comes to set foot in the snow field, the ice and snow in the snow field should melt, and it is time to enter the most "vital" time of the year in the snow field.

"What are you thinking?"

Tian Wujing asked.

"Master Hou, the general is thinking that Lord Hou chose the timing of his dispatch this time very cleverly. When our soldiers enter the snowfield, it happens to be the most important production season for the wild people in the snowfield."

It was the same when they attacked Qian Kingdom before. A great battle started in winter and ended in spring. Compared with the real damage, the biggest impact was the destruction of the spring farming in the northern border of Qian Kingdom.

The Marquis of Jingnan heard the words and said:

"The Marquis of Zhenbei is the most proficient at using this tactic. In recent years, the number of beheadings may have been much less than that of decades ago, but they always choose to send troops when the barbarians are most uncomfortable.

Soldiers kill, not only limited to the battlefield. "

"The end will be taught."

This is really Tian Wujing reminding himself.

If it is explained in a more modern way of thinking, it probably means that war is not a single form of existence. If it rises to the level of national warfare, the impact will really be in all aspects.

Using the method of war to block the production of the other party, thus causing a "famine" inside them, may not be so eye-catching in terms of intuitive headcount data, but the actual trauma may be more tormented than causing them a big defeat. It is the so-called consumption of local war potential.

"It's pretty good that you can comprehend this point, but one is momentum and the other is technique. Without the support of technique, momentum is just a castle in the air.

In the court of Qian Kingdom, there are many great talents, even that official is not a vulgar person, but it is precisely because the Qian army dare not fight in the wild, so no matter how well planned, it will be a bamboo basket to fetch water after all, and it cannot be paid. All in form.

The reason why the barbarians have endured the reduction and suppression of the Zhenbei Hou Mansion for decades is also because they cannot defeat the Zhenbei Army on the front. Naturally, there is no way to talk about it. "

Zheng Fan thought about these words, and forgot to flatter him for a while.

Tian Wujing looked at Zheng Fan's thinking, and a smile appeared on the corner of his mouth.

In the next few days, Zheng Fan would ask Tian Wujing some questions, most of which were limited to military matters, and Tian Wujing would also answer them.

As for the parent's complaints, Tian Wujing didn't mention it again, and Zheng Fan didn't take the initiative to lean over there.

until,

The two finally left the Tianduan Mountain Range and returned to Shengle City.

This entry and exit took almost 20 days.

The city wall of Shengle City has been repaired several more sections than when they left, and a neat army camp has also been erected outside the city.

The Marquis of Jingnan governed the army rigorously, and the Jingnan Army under his command is even more famous for its strict military discipline. This kind of strictness is not only reflected in not burning, killing and looting, but also in the fact that as an army that is good at cavalry combat, it can be meticulous when setting up camp. .

"Master Hou, go back to the city first..."

"The Marquis will go back to the army camp first, and Zheng Chengshou will organize 3,000 soldiers and horses to go out with him before noon tomorrow."

tomorrow?

Zheng Fan really wanted to swear, but he held back.

In the end, he could only surrender.

immediately,

Tian Wujing went straight to the military village, while Zheng Fan returned to Shengle City.

The construction of the city wall has stopped, and a large number of slaves have been transferred to logistics, and began to assist the logistics support of the newly arrived 30,000 Jingnan Army cavalry.

When Zheng Fan returned to the mansion, he found that everyone in the mansion was busy. Since the army set out from here, the preparation work required was naturally enormous, and most of the work fell on Shengle City. Said, this is the organization's trust in you, it is Jingnanhou's trust in you, on the other hand, this is also the disaster you have suffered, and you can't escape it.

As soon as he entered the back house, Zheng Fan was like racing against time, and he had already laid down in the soup pool before the water was put away.

Siniang also stopped her work and came to wait for the Lord to take a bath.

"My lord, this time we went out to support the army, and our family was depleted too much. The part of the wealth that was distributed to us by the Marquis of Jingnan in the capital city last time, we have to basically support it this time."

Zheng Fan wiped his face with a towel and said:

"It's impossible."

Since you still bear the banner of "Swallow People" on your head, you have to pay the price and fulfill your obligations.

It is also due to the fact that Si Niang was greedy for a lot of ink in the capital, and later was supplemented by the treasure house of the Helian family. Moreover, the goods in the tomb of King Fu in Chuzhou will soon be smuggled by the caravan. Without these "dirty money", Shengle City would not go bankrupt under such a large-scale construction.

Therefore, Zheng Fan suddenly understood the "fire consumption of silver" of those corrupt officials in ancient times.

The 30,000 Jingnan army really came here in "light clothes" when the army went out this time. They didn't bring their luggage, supplies, or civilian husbands.

Everything has to be supported from Shengle City.

"I just don't know if I can get rich from this war." Si Niang pondered in her heart.

"Call Liang Cheng to come in." Zheng Fan said.

Liang Cheng led his army back a few days ago, much earlier than Zheng Fan and Tian Wujing.

After hearing this, Si Niang got dressed, went out and called Liang Cheng in.

"My lord."

After Liang Cheng came in, he squatted down by the soup pond.

Siniang went to make tea, and it was not appropriate to do any intimacy in front of outsiders.

"What Jingnanhou means this time is that I will send out three thousand troops from Shengle City, and we will take the one thousand Jingnan troops with me."

"Return it to us?"

"Paying money, grain, and civilians, how can the Marquis of Jingnan have the nerve to take the thousand Jingnan troops back?"

Liang Cheng nodded, "That is indeed the truth."

"You can make up for the remaining 2,000 troops at your own discretion. In addition, if the army goes well in this expedition to the snowy plains, I believe there will be a lot of gains. Horses, slaves, cattle and sheep, you organize the remaining soldiers and horses to let the blind He and Si Niang are in charge.

By the way, Si Niang..."

"My lord, the slave is here." Si Niang came over with tea.

"You and the blind man have done a good job of supporting. This time we are going to help Situ's family fight the savages, so there is no need to worry about what the Situ family's garrison nearby will do. It doesn't matter if the defense is lax."

"What about Wubao and Haoqiang nearby, my lord, they have been plundered and squeezed by us these days."

Tian Wujing's banner is really useful. In order not to be exterminated, those Wubao masters and local tyrants reluctantly donated craftsmen and food, and even forced out many civilians.

It's been squeezed hard, so it's hard to guarantee that there won't be any troubles because of it. Now that the 30,000 Jingnan army is on the side, these castle masters are naturally as docile as a good baby, but when the army goes out and Shengle City is emptied, keep No one is allowed to take risks.

"Tell them, take them to make a fortune this time, the spoils after the army goes out, need someone to receive, this plate is too big, we can't eat it, everyone serve it together.

Call on them to work hard, let them maintain the line from our Shengle to the snowy field, and then everyone will eat the spoils that come down from the front. "

Hearing this, Liang Cheng couldn't help laughing and said:

"My lord's move is excellent. In this way, we can win over the powerful Wubao with a radius of hundreds of miles around Shengle, and secondly, we can ensure the rear of the army. Once the front loses..."

"Shut up!!!"

I'm going to go out with the army this time!

Liang Cheng shut up.

"According to my speculation, this expedition should be based on long-distance raids and lightning strikes. There is no way to transport a large amount of captured goods back slowly, so it needs to be transported."

"My servant knows, please rest assured, Lord."

Zheng Fan is used to being stingy, and after the blood transfusion without the spare tire of Xiaoliuzi, he has to start to support himself before he understands that life is not easy.

After receiving the order, Liang Cheng went down.

Si Niang began to help Zheng Fan wipe his back,

When preparing to play the needle according to the established process,

Zheng Fan shook his head,

Say something old couples often say:

"Wash up and go to bed."

………

You will be very depressed when your boss is a gangster waiting to die;

And when your boss is an out-and-out workaholic businessaholic, you will also be miserable.

Zheng Fan, who rarely had a good night's sleep on the bed, put on his armor early in the morning with the help of Si Niang, and then immediately got on his horse to join the three thousand Shengle City soldiers and horses prepared by Liang Cheng outside Shengle City.

Of the three thousand troops, one thousand were from the Jingnan Army, and the rest were composed of soldiers from the bald family and Jin soldiers. Zheng Fan's background was left at home.

Of course, from Zheng Fan's standpoint, this was preserving his strength, but from the standpoint of the Jin soldiers and the bald family, this was simply Zheng Chengshou's kindness and credit for himself.

Especially Jin Bing,

Facing the Jingnan Army who had blown them up,

It can be said that it is quite exciting to go out with the Jingnan Army again at this moment, and the confidence in the war is extremely sufficient.

This principle is the same as if you were educated by a master when you played games, but the master invited you to form a team with you and let you hug your thigh.

A Ming hadn't returned from Yanjing yet, and Zheng Chengshou, who was on the expedition, felt a little flustered inexplicably when he wasn't there.

Xue San and Fan Li went out with the army, while the blind man and Siniang stayed behind. After all, compared with the battle situation, the follow-up operation of the hometown is the most critical.

In the morning, the soldiers and horses of Shengle City had already set off outside the Jingnan Army camp, and all dismounted and sat cross-legged to rest.

Although the armor was still a bit irregular, but with a thousand Jingnan Army leading the way, these three thousand troops really exuded an elite aura, which was enough to show that Liang Cheng's military training by combat these days had indeed achieved good results.

Zheng Fan was also sitting there waiting, beside him sat Liang Cheng and Gao Yi, with Bald Chengji and Bald Hair Su sitting behind him.

A little before noon, the gates of the army village opened wide, and the cavalry of the Jingnan Army began to leave the village. When the huge figure of the beast and the gilded armor appeared, Zheng Fan, who was sitting in the square of his army, Feel the eagerness and excitement coming from all around.

Ordinary people may be very disgusted and afraid of Tian Wujing,

The powerful people of all parties will be very suspicious of Tian Wujing,

But the thinking of the soldiers at the bottom is very simple. They only know that Tian Wujing can fight, and if they follow him, they can win the battle and have a higher probability of surviving.

No matter who you are, killing God and Rentu, Qiu Ba and the others don't care at all.

What surprised Zheng Fan was that all the Jin soldiers under his command showed "worship" one by one. Is this the feeling of being beaten up?

Zheng Fan silently kept it in his heart, after returning from this expedition, he still had to let the blind man further strengthen his ideological construction. How could the soldiers and horses raised by himself be worshiped by others?

It was almost time, Zheng Fan glanced at Liang Cheng, Liang Cheng raised his knife and shouted:

"Get on the horse!"

Three thousand knights got on their horses.

At this moment, a lieutenant from the Jingnan Military Academy rode over, and his eyes fell directly on Zheng Fan.

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"Hou Yeling, Zheng Chengshou will follow the Chinese army."

"The last general takes orders!"

Zheng Fan rode out, bid farewell to his soldiers and horses, and went to Tian Wujing's place.

To be honest, Zheng Chengshou is already used to this kind of treatment, no matter who is the main general, he likes to put himself by his side, maybe, it is really because he speaks well?

"Zheng Chengshou, where are the people's supplies?" Tian Wujing asked.

Obviously, the number of civilian husbands and luggage is too small.

"Back to Lord Marquis, when the last general sent his men into the mountains to open the way for the army, he hid food in advance of the army's passage, enough for the army to use when they crossed the mountains."

Tian Wujing nodded upon hearing this,

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"Well done, I will credit you with credit."

"Thank you Marquis."

In the midday sun,

With the Shengle City Department as the vanguard,

More than 30,000 troops set out.

And this day,

Inside the Marquis Mansion of Litian City,

Du Juan is starting to try her own needlework following Siniang's stitches,

But no matter how much she embroiders, she is not satisfied with the embroidery. She just thinks that the things she embroiders are really not good enough for the jewelry and jade.

Shaoqing,

She put down her needle,

The noon sun shines through the window on her pretty face,

And her hands are placed on the lower abdomen that has been obviously swollen,

outside the window,

The rhododendrons that the man planted with his own hands,

The garden is full.