Que Mu was dragged beyond recognition by the war horse and was already dead.
After a brief rest, the army continued to march eastward. Many nearby tribes breathed a sigh of relief after watching the black-armored cavalry go away.
Basically every tribe has tribesmen who go to help in the war, but thankfully, these terrifying Yan people have no intention of punishing them.
However, their rejoicing was destined not to last long, because the 20,000 left and right armies of the Jingnan Army who followed in the night did not wait for them to advance eastward when they found that all the battles of their own Hou Ye were over. After the news broke out, the four leading soldiers of the Jingnan Army vented all their depression on these savage tribes.
After witnessing the powerful terror of the Yan people during the day, many tribes did not have the courage to resist the Yan people who came to kill them at night. They could only watch the Yan people's cavalry charge straight into their homes. tent.
Burning, killing, looting and venting to your heart’s content is an ugly scene in war;
Even the Jingnan army created by Tian Wujing himself is famous for its strict military discipline. The army 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 barbarians once served as a corpsman in the Yan army, and it is hard to say that he still yearns for the Yan country in his heart, the Emperor of Yan will not gamble, especially when he is fully capable of bringing about the rise of this nation. When the road is cut off, why take the risk to gamble on this illusory goodwill?
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 continuing eastward.
A few days later,
A "rabble" initiated by Shengle City and composed of many powerful Wu Fortress owners finally passed through the Tianduan Mountains.
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 is not completely substantial. The ground covers the entire snowfield.
Especially in the west of the snowfield, his presence is very weak. Here, it is basically still the territory of many large and small savage tribes, and the savage cavalry that first took the initiative to attack him should be that The only force sent here by the Savage King.
On the way, the Yan army defeated three more large tribes. They attacked at night, surrounded them, and then "surrounded Wei and rescued Zhao." The Marquis of Jingnan adapted measures to local conditions. He used his troops like a god and defeated these three tribes with a population of tens of thousands without much trouble.
As for the 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.
The army,
continues to advance eastward.
Five daysFinally, the army finally stopped and began to set up camp, because the sentries from the front came to report that an organized savage army appeared in front.
It is not the kind of soldiers and horses gathered together in the form of tribes, but a real army, which means that their own soldiers are almost touching the actual control area of the Savage King.
Or perhaps, the savage king organized another large army to fend off the enemy in advance.
The number of opponents is about 30,000, and it is still increasing.
Tian Wujing finally stopped and let the soldiers rest while waiting for the left and right armies who had nothing else to do but burn, kill and loot along the way.
And today is also the traditional "Wanfu Festival" of Yan State. This festival has the theme of praying for good health, disease-free and disaster-free.
If the barbarian army that Que Mu encountered just after leaving the Tianduan Mountains was an appetizer, then the tribe that was defeated in the snowfield attack on the following ten days was Xiao Chao. Next, comes the real staple.
“Only by eating the true headquarters of the Savage King in front can we reduce his strength. Otherwise, everything our army has done before seems to have reduced the strength of the Snowfield Tribe, but in fact "I'm making wedding clothes for this barbarian king," Zheng Fan said while making milk tea.
First stir-fry the sugar color, then add the tea leaves and continue to stir-fry, then add the goat milk.
"I thought you were only thinking about doing business."
Tian Wujing sat opposite Zheng Fan.
After the experience of the two of them going to Tiandu Mountain and the snowy plains together, it has become a normal thing for the two of them to sit together by the campfire during meals.
And Zheng Fan can always come up with some fresh food.
“Snowfields are very similar to deserts. Different from our Dayan and Qian Kingdoms, even if there is an alliance between tribes, they still close their doors and calculate their own affairs. If other tribes suddenly If they suffer, the other tribes will be happy, because they can take the opportunity to annex the populations and pastures of those tribes, and their strength will increase greatly."
This is the difference between everyone's political and military forms, the orthodox ones. In Xia Yi Kingdom, if any place suffered a disaster or had other disasters, as long as the center was not completely paralyzed, efforts would be organized to rescue it, and its national power would naturally be weakened as a result.
But this kind of national ideology does not exist in deserts and snowfields. They are more like a cultivation model.
"So, I will definitely eat the army in front."
"Master Marquis, 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 is this?"
"Caramel milk tea, my own creation ."
"It's a bit boring."
"I'll put more tea next time."
In the military camp, there were bonfires everywhere, filled with the aroma of roasted mutton and mutton soup.
In this era, eating meat every meal is really a luxury for ordinary people. Even if the soldiers in Jingnan are paid, they have to support their family.
Even in the era of advanced productivity in later generations, it is indeed okay for ordinary people to eat meat every meal, but it is shredded pork and it really makes you grilled lamb chops every meal. How many people can make it? Affordable?
"Soldiers are people, not things. Some places in your "Zheng Zi's Art of War" 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 I feel homesick, but I am really exhausted here, so I let them enjoy themselves for the past two days."
Zheng Fan nodded thoughtfully after hearing this. He knew that this was the case. It was Tian Wujing who was teaching himself very specifically.
“No matter how strong the soldiers and horses are, once their morale is low, problems will arise. As a general, you not only need to care about the food and fodder of your soldiers, but you should also empathize with them. The so-called soldiers and soldiers are of one mind, not only refers to You just go and grab a spoon and have a meal with them."
"Yes."
"As a general, you should not be too close to the soldiers. If you are too close, the soldiers will not be afraid of you. "Don't be too alienated from the soldiers. If you are too alienated, the soldiers will definitely turn away from you. There is also a degree here that you need to adjust."
Zheng Fan continued to nod.
"There is no need to worry about the 20,000 troops on the left and right. 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 not only burn, kill, and loot Even when we were burning, killing and looting, we were able to pick out the hard problems. From the generals to the soldiers, there was actually a sense of anger in their hearts.
In fact, they all had competition among themselves and did not want to wait for the war to start. After returning home, I realized that I had never even fought a decent battle."
"Keep these in mind." /p>
"The general will finally understand."
"We, Dayan, will use our troops in the future, whether we continue to march to the snowfields, go to the desert, or go south to attack, they will all be labor-intensive expeditions, and the distance will be extremely long. It is far away, so how to maintain the morale of the soldiers and horses here is extremely important."
Zheng Fan nodded like a peck of rice, and he had to maintain an extremely sincere expression of gratitude.
At this time, a group of soldiers in the distance seemed to be eating and drinking too much and started singing.
The songs of the Yan people have a kind of heroism that belongs to the Yan people. They are very wild and lofty. Gradually, more and more people are listening to it.
At this time, the military songs had not actually come out yet. 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 reminds 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 their cohesion.
At this time, several generals gathered and gave Jingnan HouToast.
The wine is milk wine, and the alcohol content is not high. People who don’t usually drink it are really not used to it. However, at this time, alcoholic drinks are already considered very good, and no one will be picky about it.
"Long Blessing, Lord Marquis!"
"Long Blessing, Lord Marquis!"
All the generals knelt down and raised their wine bowls.
On this Halloween day, we wish each other good luck, which means good health and no illness.
Tian Wujing silently picked up the caramel milk tea that Zheng Fan had just cooked for him,
weakly bowed,
and then everyone drank it together.
They were all hard-working men in the army. These generals were not as thick-skinned as Zheng Fan, and they did not dare to smile playfully at Tian Wujing like Zheng Fan.
But after the emotions were vented,
everyone raised their arms together,
shouted:
"Blessed Lord Hou, Xiao Hou Good luck!"
Of course everyone in the Jingnan Army knew about Mrs. Tian Wujing's pregnancy.
At first, only a few generals were shouting. Soon, more and more soldiers around began to raise their arms and shout:
"Blessed Lord Marquis, long blessings to Young Lord Marquis" !”
Immediately afterwards,
tens of thousands of people in the entire military camp began to shout together:
“Blessed Lord Marquis, Wish you all the best, Lord Marquis!” Wish you all the blessings, little Marquis!"
Zheng Chengshou continued to make caramel milk tea silently and did not join in the fun.
Nima,
The feeling of these people shouting "Long Live" is the same as shouting "Long Live".
And Zheng Fan knew that most people here probably shouted "Long live" in their hearts.
The undercurrent is already raging.
No, to be precise, it started rippling very early.
In the eyes of these Qiu Ba, the views of scholars on their own princes and the opinions of the people on their own princes are all nonsense.
With a knife in hand, you dare to call God "God" Shut up!
Jingnanhou 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 Jingnanhou leads everyone to win one battle after another, this This kind of influence began to gradually transform into a kind of personality cult.
At the same time,
the whole camp was shouting "Hail the little marquis", and no one wanted to add a (or) little princess.
This may be an omission, or it may be a blessing. After all, wishing you a boy will still be auspicious words even in many places in later generations, let alone in the future. This is the age.
But, is it really just that?
Zheng Fan grabbed a handful of tea leaves and threw them into the small jar.
The whole army was thinking about the young marquis, because it meant that the Marquis of Jingnan would have a heir. The Tian family has an heir, which also means that the Jingnan Army...has an heir.
Although there have been rumors outside, Zhenbei Hou has a son, a very mysterious son, who grew up in the army. No one knows who he is, but no one is sure whether it is true or false;
But at least on the surface, Zhen Beihou has a son. There is only one princess in the Beihou Mansion. Now that the second prince has entered the East Palace and has become the crown prince, it should also be on the agenda for the princess of Zhenbeihou Mansion to enter Yanjing and become the crown prince.
In the future, if nothing unexpected happens, the grandson of the emperor of the Yan Kingdom will be the grandson of the Zhenbei Hou Mansion, with half of the blood of the Li family flowing in his body.
Although the second prince is Tian Wujing's nephew, if Tian Wujing has his own son,
A nephew will be nothing in front of his own son.
For a moment,
Zheng Fan was a little dazed.
The words he and Jingnan Hou said in the Tianduan Mountains more than a month ago suddenly appeared in his mind. ,
Tian Wujing said he wanted a daughter.
Zheng Fan's back suddenly started to feel cold.
What if,
Du Juan gave birth to a boy?
What would happen?