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Volume 4 Midstream Chapter 158 Two Mountains Between Jingzhao-6

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    Different from the regular army battalions from the same hometown and the regiment training organized by local households in Hezhong, the military government recruitment regiment training camp deliberately did not allow fellow villagers to form a group. Therefore, the soldiers in the same battalion spoke various dialects and even different languages.  Rarely seen.  Because of this, neither the General's Mansion nor Chen Ang and other rebels took seriously the regimental training camp that left the Western Expedition army behind to transport food and grass.  In their eyes, if there is not enough military pay and food, the regiments recruited for training cannot fight at all.  This is especially true for those recruits who are from work apprenticeships.  Even if there is a plot to defend the hometown that exists in ordinary regiment training soldiers, you can't see it at all in these people.  They enlisted just to fill their bellies and save money. To them, the military camp was just another kind of workshop.  It can be said that they can fight for anyone who gives them military pay, food and grass, and they have no loyalty to anyone.  In the recruiting fire gun battalion, the main way of communication between officers and regiment training soldiers is military orders and rewards and punishments.  On the contrary, the recruiters did not have much sympathy for the fear and pain suffered by the people across the river. The workers and apprentices from Guandong were more concerned about the progress of the Song and Liao wars.  They tried every means to inquire about the news in Kanto, or gathered together to speculate and discuss. Even if they were concerned about the war in the river, they were only worried about their own safety.  In the Fire Gun Camp, the officers mainly relied on military discipline to maintain the camp.  However, after the chaos in the river, the morale of the army was as fast as an object falling to the ground. As time went by, its momentum became stronger and stronger.  Surrounded by thousands of miles of uninhabited land and residents who knew who we were and who the enemy was, most of the regiments stayed in the military camps purely out of fear. No one talked about counterinsurgency or fighting. They only counted how many months of military pay had not been paid.  , things like how to save your life.  At the same time, some people with ulterior motives began to connect in the army. Some people were already secretly discussing the latest price offered by Kang Guo. As long as he defected there, King Kang would not only forget the past, but also immediately make up for the arrears of military pay. This is really generous.  Conditions.  "I never thought that in the future of Daxia, I would have to rely on such a group of scum to fight the war." Wang Heng stood on the top of the mountain on horseback, looking to the west while cursing in a low voice.  Liu Hua nodded, he had never been so worried since he was transferred from the Marching Department to the Military Guard.  There are undercurrents surging in the camp. Mr. Wang personally climbs up to look at it every day. He is so anxious that his heart will jump into his throat.  Seeing the red sun setting in the west, Liu Hua smiled bitterly and shook his head, saying: "It's another day, sir, please go back first."  Okay." Wang Heng grumbled.  "Since the Five Prefectures have appointed generals, they must have considered everything." Liu Hua said disapprovingly.  Wang Heng snorted. These officers from the Firearms Department always have inexplicable confidence in Zhao Xingde.  It seems that all problems are solved when this person comes.  Wang Heng had no doubts about Zhao Xingde's achievements in the southern and northern wars. However, the firearms department officers' heartfelt awe and even superstition towards Zhao Xingde seemed to him extremely naive.  "Can it be said that he can surpass the elite soldiers of the Anbei princes who went south, or the prestige of His Highness the Crown Prince?" Wang Heng thought secretly, "If he is really omnipotent, then why doesn't he fly over from Basra?" However,  , he is not a fool, and his backbiting is just backbiting. Wang Heng is not reckless enough to openly question General Zhang's decision, or to offend the future superior officer inexplicably.  For some purpose or some kind of precaution, Zhang Shanfu, the general of the Marching Department, just played a secret game and did not want to alert the enemy.  The training regiments near Guarding City were not subordinate to each other, and there was no reputable general in charge of guarding the news.  Perhaps in the strategy of the Marching Department, the guarding of the marching camp was just a back-up move, while the first move was the sergeants left to guard Cangcheng in various places along the river.  However, the sergeants in Hezhong were unable to attack Kang State and were unable to support the besieged Emperor Yuande. The hope of finally solving the rebellion in Hezhong actually fell back on the shoulders of the seemingly large but chaotic training regiment.  The supplies from the Baggage Department were intermittent, and the messages from General Zhang through the Military Intelligence Department were also intermittent. Wang Heng couldn't help but feel worried.  Wang Heng was overjoyed to receive the news that Zhao Xingde was about to take up the post of guardian. Then he looked forward to it every day, hoping that Zhao Xingde would come to preside over the finale as soon as possible.  However, marching thousands of miles in the Gobi desert, even if it takes twice as long, it can't be reached in just a few days, but the situation waits for no one.  The red sun is setting behind the mountains, sinking little by little. The mountains in the distance cast huge shadows on the desert, and crows form an array in the sky.  The strong wind howled, Wang Heng and Liu Hua sighed almost at the same time. Another day passed, and the reinforcements still did not arrive.  "If we drag it on any longer, I'm afraid a partial force will be sent from the river, and our side will raise a white flag and mutiny." Wang Heng said in a low voice.  How could he not know that even if there are one person and three horses, if we calculate the distance, the reinforcements will arrive today?It is also unlikely to happen.  Just caring is chaos.  Wang Heng helplessly patted his mount's neck, turned the horse's head and went down the mountain.  Liu Hua's face was gloomy. He was about to go back to the military camp together to sort out the mess that he couldn't sort out. He suddenly stopped, with doubts in his eyes. He raised his eyes and looked westward. The sun was setting in the west, and there was no trace of a human figure on the horizon of the colorful sky.  No, but there seemed to be a different kind of sound mixed in with the whistling wind, like a military song sung during the march.  Liu Hua pricked up his ears and carefully distinguished these tiny sounds floating in the wind.  During the march, the commander often ordered the soldiers to sing military songs in unison, firstly to relieve fatigue, and secondly to unify the pace of the march.  "Xinfeng Fine Wine, Xianyang Tour," This was clearly the song of the marching army. Liu Hua's face lit up and he shouted loudly: "Master Wang, stay!" "It seems that an army is coming!" Wang Heng hadn't left yet, so he yelled at him.  Shouting, the clouds flashed across his face, and he still turned back to look into the distance.  However, there was nothing.  "Liu Er, you are trying to trick me, this is not a joke." Wang Heng said angrily, "What kind of army is there?" Liu Hua did not apologize, but waved his hand and said: "Master Wang, listen carefully!" At this time, the wind direction was just right.  Blowing along, the singing became more and more obvious.  "Who knows the bitterness of facing the court? Even if I die, I will still smell the fragrance of the chivalrous bones. I can make two carvings. I am riding on thousands of soldiers, just like they are riding on golden saddles with white feathers. They shoot five singles one after another." Wang Heng listened carefully, and sure enough,  It was the sound of the marching army shouting in unison. Although it was weak, it was like grass in the strong wind, rising with the strong wind with an irreversible will.  Wang Heng's expression also changed. He couldn't hold it back. As a commander of the capital, he actually jumped up on his horse and looked to the west. After a while, a group of people appeared on the horizon.  This large army had both chariots and cavalry, and some soldiers were walking on both sides of the chariots and cavalry, winding slowly from west to east like a long dragon.  "Is it really true?" At this time, Wang Heng became anxious and shouted: "See clearly, is it the flag of General Zhao?" He was also concerned about the chaos, completely ignoring the distance between the army and without the help of a telescope.  Can't see the flag clearly.  "It must be General Zhao!" Liu Hua said without hesitation, "There is no mistake!" Looking far into the distance, he saw the army with red banners on the left and black flags on the right, slowly coming from between the mountains.  Now, Guanxi is still black and Guandong is still red. In the whole river and even in the world, there is no one else who uses black and red flags except the Southwest Marine Corps under Zhao Xingde.  Although others may not know it, Liu Hua knows it very well.  In his excitement, he said: "Master Wang, please stay for a moment, I will go and ask clearly." Without waiting for Wang Heng's reply, he rode down the mountain.  "Hey, wait for me." Wang Heng shouted loudly, and had no choice but to follow on horseback without questioning.  The two cavalrymen galloped towards the army one after the other. About a stone's throw away from the forward, they were stopped by the rangers. They asked each other what was going on and made sure they were friends rather than enemies. Then they were led to a group of disgraced infantry.  in front of.  "That is General Zhao." Seeing the hesitation of the two men, the cavalry officer pointed to the leading officer with a gun on his shoulder and introduced in a low voice, "Our unit has traveled a long distance, and the horses have been damaged a lot, and the soldiers are sick.  A lot of them fell. The general gave up his mount to the sick and weak soldiers." He pointed at the soldiers walking on both sides of the convoy. They looked alert and excited. Most of them carried iron muskets on their shoulders. Although they were dusty, they were still moving.  There is something different from ordinary group training.  While they were talking, several riders were stopped by a row of iron guns before they could get close.  Wang Heng and Liu Hua no longer hesitated, dismounted from their saddles together, and said with cupped hands: "My subordinates, please see General Zhao." Together they reported the situation of the guard camp to the superior officer, and asked Zhao Xingde to start stabilizing the morale of the army as soon as possible.  "You're welcome." Zhao Xingde waved his hand after hearing the two men's intentions. "In that case, let's go to the military camp to have a look and appease the morale of the soldiers." He turned around and said a few words to several staff officers, and received from the cavalry officer.  Borrowed a horse.  "Sir," a staff officer dissuaded, "the morale of the recruiting troops in the regiment training camp is in chaos. What if there are people with ulterior motives?" "What if something unexpected happens," another officer glared at Wang Heng and the two and scolded, "You guys  "Can you bear the responsibility?" "This," Wang Heng's face turned ugly, and he realized that he was being abrupt. If Zhao Xingde was brought into the army like this, the two of them would not be able to bear the responsibility if something happened.  "It doesn't matter." Zhao Xingde smiled instead. He looked at Wang and Liu who were a little embarrassed and said with a smile, "Think about it, the fire gun camp regiment training is not someone who is plotting chaos, and their guns will never fire on Zhao.  " He shook his head and ignored everyone's worries. He climbed on his horse and called General Xu Liu to follow him. Without any hesitation, he galloped towards the regimental training camp.
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