Devil’s Advent

Que Mu was dragged beyond recognition by the war horse, and he was already dead.

After a brief rest, the army continued to march eastward, and many nearby tribes breathed a sigh of relief after watching the black armored cavalry go away.

Basically every tribe has clansmen who went to help in the battle, but thankfully, these terrifying Yan people have no intention of punishing them.

However, their rejoicing was destined not to last long, because after the 20,000 left and right Jingnan armies who followed in at night found that their own Houye battles were over, before they could go east again, the four leaders The commander-in-chief of the Jingnan Army vented all his depression on these savage tribes.

After witnessing the powerful and terrifying Yan people during the day, facing the Yan people who killed them at night, many tribes simply did not have the courage to organize any resistance. They could only watch the Yan people's cavalry go straight into their tents.

Burning, killing, looting, venting freely, this is an ugly scene in war;

Even the Jingnan Army, which was created by Tian Wujing and is famous for its strict military discipline, is no exception.

Tonight, blood and screams are the main theme here.

There is no justice or injustice. The Yan people can tolerate the existence of Chengguo, but they cannot allow another ethnic group similar to the desert barbarians to develop in their northeast.

Even if the king of the savages once worked in the Yan army, he may still yearn for the Yan country in his heart, but the emperor of Yan will not gamble, especially when he is fully capable of cutting off the rise of this nation. Why take the risk to gamble on this illusory favor?

This can be regarded as the law of the dark forest.

the next day,

The left and right armies set off again, following the traces of the central army, and continued eastward.

a few days later,

A "crowd of mobs" initiated by Shengle City and composed of many powerful castle masters finally crossed the Tianduan Mountain Range.

This is... an army of leak pickers.

………

The army marched continuously for seven days. It can be seen that the influence of the savage king seems to be limited to only a part of the snowfield, and has not completely and substantially covered the entire snowfield.

Especially in the west of the snow field, his sense of power is very weak. Here, it is basically the territory of many savage tribes, big and small, and the savage cavalry who took the initiative to attack him at the beginning should be sent here by the savage king The only force.

On the way, the Yan army defeated three more big tribes, including night raids, round-up raids, and "surrounding Wei and saving Zhao". Too many twists and turns will crush these three tribes with a population of tens of thousands.

As for those more small and medium-sized tribes, Tian Wujing ignored them. Anyway, in two days, the left and right armies will help clean up the follow-up.

army,

Continue east.

Five days later, the army finally stopped and began to set up camp, because the front sentinel came to report, and an organized savage army appeared in front of it.

It's not the kind of soldiers and horses gathered in the form of tribes, but a real army, which means that the front of their own soldiers has almost touched the actual control area of ​​​​the savage king.

Or, it was the savage king who organized another army and wanted to defend against the enemy in advance.

The number of opponents is about 30,000, and it is still increasing.

Tian Wujing also finally stopped, let the soldiers rest, and at the same time waited for the left and right armies who had nothing else to do except burning, killing and looting along the way.

And today is also the traditional "Wanfu Festival" in Yan State. The theme of this festival is to pray for good health and no disease or disaster.

If the savage army of Quemu that we encountered just after leaving the Tianduan Mountains was an appetizer, then the tribe that was defeated in the snowfield raid in the next ten days or so was a small stir-fry, and the next thing was the real thing. staple food.

"Only by eating the real headquarters of the savage king in front can be regarded as reducing his strength. Otherwise, what our army has done before seems to reduce the strength of the Xueyuan tribe, but in fact, it is for this A savage king made a wedding dress."

Zheng Fan said while making milk tea.

Fry the sugar color first, then add tea leaves and continue to fry, then add goat milk.

"The Marquis thought you were only thinking about business."

Tian Wujing sat across from Zheng Fan.

After the experience of the two of them entering the Heavenly Broken Mountain and entering the snowfield together, it has become a habit for the two of them to sit together by the campfire when they eat.

And Zheng Fan can always tinker with some fresh food.

"The snowfield is very similar to the desert. It is different from our Dayan and Qianguo. Even if there is an alliance among the tribes, they still keep their doors behind closed doors. If other tribes suddenly suffer, the rest of the tribes will instead I am very happy, because they can take the opportunity to annex the population and pastures of those tribes, and their strength will increase greatly."

This is the difference between everyone's political and military forms. In the orthodox Great Xia Kingdom, where disasters or other disasters occur, as long as the central center is not completely paralyzed, it will inevitably organize forces to rescue, and its national strength will naturally are therefore weakened.

But this kind of national ideology does not exist in deserts and snow fields, they are more like the mode of raising Gu.

"So, the army in front, this Marquis must eat it up."

"Master Hou, the milk tea is ready."

Zheng Fan poured out the brewed milk tea and handed it to Tian Wujing.

Tian Wujing took the cup, took a sip, and asked:

"What's this?"

"Caramel milk tea, I made it myself."

"A bit greasy."

"I'll put more tea next time."

"Um."

In the military village, there are bonfires everywhere, filled with the aroma of roasted lamb and lamb soup.

In this day and age, it was too extravagant for ordinary people to eat meat. Even if the Jingnan soldiers were paid, they had to support a family.

Even in the era of improved productivity in the later generations, it is indeed no problem for ordinary people to eat meat, but it is shredded meat. How many people can afford to roast lamb chops if you really want to eat it?

"Soldiers are people, not things. In your "Zheng Zi's Art of War", some places are indeed too general. Just like now, it has been more than a month since we set off from Shengle City. Although the soldiers are not homesick, they are tired here. It has indeed reached a certain level, which is why this Marquis let them enjoy themselves for the past two days."

Zheng Fan nodded when he heard the words, thoughtful, he knew that this was Tian Wujing teaching himself in a very specific way.

"No matter how strong soldiers and horses are, once their morale is low, there will be problems. As a general, you not only need to care about the food and food of the soldiers, but also empathize with them. It's just a meal with a spoon."

"yes."

"As a general, you should not be too close to your soldiers. If you are too close, the soldiers will not be afraid of you; and you should not be too distant from the soldiers. If you are too far away, the soldiers will definitely betray you. There is also a limit here, which needs to be determined by yourself."

Zheng Fan continued to nod.

"The 20,000 troops from the left and right armies don't need to worry about this. After they arrive in two days, our army can continue to march eastward to fight against the savages. The 20,000 troops along the way will burn, kill, and loot. They were all picked out by us. From the generals to the soldiers, they were actually full of anger.

In fact, there are contests between them. I don't want to wait until the battle is over and go back. In terms of merit, I haven't even fought a decent battle. "

"yes."

"Keep these in mind."

"I will understand in the end."

"My Dayan will use troops in the future, whether it is to continue to go to the snowfields, go to the desert, or go south to attack the army, it will be an expedition, and the distance is extremely long, so how to maintain the morale of the soldiers and horses here is extremely important."

Zheng Fan nodded like pecking rice, and he had to maintain an extremely sincere and grateful expression.

At this time, a group of soldiers in the distance seemed to be eating and drinking too happily, and they started singing loudly.

The Yan people's songs carry a kind of heroism belonging to the Yan people, very rough and lofty, and gradually, more and more people should drink it.

At this time, the military songs hadn't actually come out yet, and what they sang were also local folk songs from Yinlang County. After all, most of the veterans of the Jingnan Army were from Yinlang County.

This reminded Zheng Fan that after the battle is over, he can write a military song or something for his soldiers and horses, which can also enhance the cohesion.

At this time, several generals gathered together and toasted Jingnan Hou.

The wine is milk wine, the alcohol content is not high, and people who don't usually drink it are really not used to it, but at this time, alcoholic beverages are considered very good, and everyone will not be picky about this.

"All blessings, Lord Hou!"

"All blessings, Lord Hou!"

All the generals knelt down and raised their wine bowls.

On Wanfu Day, congratulating each other on Wanfu means good health and no illness.

Tian Wujing silently picked up the caramel milk tea that Zheng Fan had just cooked for him,

With a little respect,

Then everyone drank together.

They are all men from the army, and these generals are not as thick-skinned as Zheng Fan, and they dare not smile at Tian Wujing like Zheng Fan.

But under the vent of emotion,

Raise your arms together,

Shout:

"All the blessings to the Marquis, all the blessings to the little Marquis!"

The fact that Mrs. Tian Wujing was pregnant was naturally known to everyone in the Jingnan Army.

At first, only a few generals were shouting, but soon, more and more soldiers around began to raise their arms and shout:

"All the blessings to the Marquis, all the blessings to the little Marquis!"

Immediately afterwards,

Tens of thousands of people in the entire military village began to shout together:

"All the blessings, my lord, all the blessings, my little lord! All the best, my lord, all my blessings, my little lord!"

Zheng Chengshou continued making caramel milk tea silently, not joining in the fun.

Nima,

The feeling of this group of people shouting Wan Wanfu is the same as shouting "Wan Wansui".

And Zheng Fan knew that most people probably shouted "long live" in their hearts.

The dark tide is already raging.

No, to be precise, it has already been rippling a long time ago.

In these Qiu Ba's eyes, what scholars think about their own master, and what folks think about their own master, are all nonsense.

With a knife in hand, dare to ask God to shut up!

Jingnan Hou has been in charge of the Jingnan Army for more than ten years. His influence is reflected in all aspects of the Jingnan Army, and as Jingnan Hou led everyone to fight one after another, this influence began to gradually increase. into a cult of personality.

at the same time,

The whole battalion shouted "Wanfu Xiaohou Ye", and no one added (or) a little princess.

This may be an omission, or it may be a blessing. After all, wishing you a boy is still an auspicious word even in many places in later generations, let alone in this era.

But is it really just that?

Zheng Fan grabbed a handful of tea leaves and threw them into a small jar,

The whole army thinks about Lord Xiaohou, because it means that the Jingnan Marquis has a heir, the Tian family has a heir, and it also means that the Jingnan Army... has an heir.

Although there have been rumors in the outside world, Zhenbei Hou has a son, a very mysterious son, who grew up in the army. No one knows who it is, but no one is sure whether it is true or not;

But at least on the bright side, there is only one princess in the Zhenbeihou Mansion, and now the second prince has entered the East Palace and became the crown prince, so the princess of the Zhenbei Hou Mansion entering Yanjing to become the crown prince should also be put on the agenda .

In the future, if there is no accident, the emperor's grandson of the Yan Kingdom will be the grandson of the Zhenbei Houfu, with half of the Li family's blood flowing through him.

Although the second prince is Tian Wujing's nephew, if Tian Wujing has his own son,

Nephew, in front of his son, is nothing like a fart.

for a while,

Zheng Fan was a little dazed,

Suddenly, what he and Jingnan Hou said in the Tianduan Mountains more than a month ago appeared in his mind,

Tian Wujing said he wanted a daughter.

Zheng Fan's back suddenly started to feel cold,

if,

The cuckoo gave birth to a boy,

what will happen?