Youdao is that military orders are like mountains falling.
Xia Hougong, the general of the Po Army, gave an order, and more than two thousand White Tiger soldiers stationed on the top of the mountain quickly gathered. Within a moment, they stood in front of the camp in an orderly manner.
Xia Hougong carried a golden dragon sword on his back. This sword was also made from a special metal by Shen Wanjun at the request of a top blacksmith. Although it was not as good as the octagonal silver flower hammer of the dumb slave, it was still the 49th-ranked magic weapon on the list of magic weapons. It is a sharp weapon with a dragon body on its back and a dragon head as its handle. The blade is more than half as wide as an ordinary knife. It is obviously a heavy weapon that cannot be wielded by people without any strength.
With his height advantage, Xia Hougong could glance at the two thousand White Tiger soldiers in front of him without standing on a high platform.
He could name each of these brothers who had spent the longest time together with him on the mountain top. Since they had followed Shen Wanjun on the battlefield together for more than a hundred times in their early years, they had already regarded each other as if they had no blood. Relationships with loved ones.
But at this moment, his relatives and brothers all had their cheeks stained with black ash. Only the snow-white armor, which had been polished to an extremely smooth surface, was spotless, and the glory of the White Tigers could still be seen.
"Qiu Yu."
Looking away, Po Jun called out the third-grade general who had just entered the camp to report on the food situation.
Hearing the sound, this person came forward and saluted with his chest.
"General."
"When should this month's supplies be delivered?"
"Replying to the general, it should have been delivered twenty-three days ago."
"Twenty-three days..."
Xiahou Gong smacked the number and asked in a deep voice:
"What crime should be punished for delaying military flights?"
Qiu Yu answered again.
"The punishment will depend on the severity of the crime. The lighter punishment will be fifty beatings with a cane, and the severe punishment will be beheaded without mercy!"
"good!"
Xia Hougong nodded.
"Qiu Yu, I order you to lead a thousand white tiger soldiers to continue to stand on the top of the mountain. No one is allowed to get even half a step closer to the crater without my order, otherwise they will be killed without mercy!"
"Yes! General!"
Xia Hougong turned his eyes and looked at the white tiger warriors.
"From front to back, a thousand people lined up in front to stay behind. The remaining White Tiger soldiers turned around and lined up to follow me down the mountain."
"promise!"
The sound of uniform footsteps hitting the ground sounded, as powerful as thunder on the mountain top.
Xia Hougong quickly walked to the front and led more than a thousand White Tiger soldiers to march down the mountain in a mighty manner.
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At the foot of the highest mountain in the Chifeng Mountains, dozens of tents were also stationed for the daily living of the soldiers.
It's just that the soldiers here are not from the Shen family army, but are all under Prince Feng.
It is worth mentioning that the monthly provisions of the White Tiger soldiers stationed at the forefront of each mountain in the Chifeng Mountains are arranged by King Feng to be responsible for transporting them.
Therefore, for the sake of the overall situation and trying not to quarrel with King Feng, Zhu Mo and Xia Hougong had no choice but to go down the mountain to argue with them until today when the food and fodder were delivered more than 20 days late.
When Xiahou Gong led his army down the mountain.
The lives of the soldiers in King Feng's camp were completely different from those on the mountain.
At that time, several large pots were set up in the military camp. The cooks in the cook camp moved the long vegetable cutting table outside and prepared all kinds of ingredients and fruits in advance.
The woks are busy all the time, stewing meat, making soup, stir-frying... There are even chefs who are proficient in pastry skills, specializing in making colorful and delicious desserts.
Naturally, aged wines are also an indispensable part of the wine table.
The leading general was ordered and relied on his own ability to sell the grain and grass that had been withheld this month. In exchange for silver, he sent someone to find an inn in a nearby city to buy five hundred jars of fine wine.
Once the wine seal is opened, the aroma of the wine can be smelled within ten miles!
A wide open space was cleared in the center of the camp.
While waiting for the dishes to be served, the soldiers in the camp could not restrain their alcoholism and began to drink heavily.
There were more than a dozen people gathered around each round table, and it was very lively, and it was more like a New Year's Eve than ordinary people.
Only one person was seated at a small table on the southeastern periphery. He did not wear the standard battle armor of King Feng's soldiers. He was dressed in shabby floral cotton trousers, a floral cotton jacket, and floral cotton shoes. His black and white hair was uncombed. , just let them sway in the wind. If the cheeks were not clean, they would be treated like beggars.
And the identity of this old man is that he is the stableman Lao Qian who arrived at his destination early?
"Oh, you can just be happy. Anyway, the brat will have to wait for a while to gather the other guys. I'm guarding at the foot of the mountain, and I don't worry about anyone being able to take away the phoenix marrow in advance. When will Shen Wan Jun can't hold his temper any longer, let me see if any of you can withstand a blow from his head."
Lao Qian whispered sarcastic remarks, took off his shoe with one foot and stepped on the bench. He ate two bites of beef slices and drank a small glass of wine. It was very beautiful~
As for why he, an outsider, was treated like this in Prince Feng's army, couldn't he just rely on the Prince Jin's badge given to him by Shen Wanjun before leaving Prince Jin's Mansion?
Seeing the waist card is like seeing the King of Jin.
Normally no one should dare to stop him from going up the mountain.
But the person who stopped him was the general in the camp who held the decree from King Feng.
They are both kings with different surnames, and if they give you a few acceptable excuses, if you don't force yourself to go up the mountain, don't you have to wait at the bottom of the mountain obediently?
The people in King Feng's camp were celebrating as if they had won a great victory.
Lao Qian was so happy that his ears were quiet and he was enjoying the delicious food and wine on the table.
Suddenly, a middle-aged man wearing silver armor and a hooked nose came over carrying a wine bowl.
"Mr. Qian, are you tired of waiting these days?"
The hook-nosed middle-aged man was named Zheng Yu. He had the same official rank as Xia Hougong. From a second-grade military general, he was only one head shorter than White Tiger General Zhu Mo.
Now in his forties, he had made many great contributions to the Yan Dynasty on the battlefield with King Feng during the war in his early years.
So far, he has fought fifty-three games, won forty-six games, and lost seven games. This record can be called an honor.
However, no matter whether he is a second-rank official, a first-rank official, or a high-ranking official wearing a first-rank general's crown, in the eyes of Lao Qian, he is no different from ordinary people.
If you want Lao Qian to grovel and flatter you, then you have to ask Shen Wanjun if he has ever enjoyed such treatment.
So Lao Qian just glanced at Zheng Yu lightly, and then drank by himself.
"Well, it's okay. Anyway, I'm not in a hurry about what Prince Jin's Mansion has given me. I don't know if your Lord, Prince Jin, is in a hurry."
When it comes to the word "King of Jin", although no one has seen Shen Wanjun's invincible power on the battlefield for a long time, these two words still seem to be engraved in the bones of every Dayan people. It is difficult to Don't be afraid of it.
But the peaceful days lasted for too long after all.
In addition, the person leaning on his back is Prince Feng, who is also a king with a different surname in Kyushu. Even if the King of Jin will grab him by the braid and demand an explanation for this incident, it is not a level of dispute that he, a second-grade general, can participate in. .
So Zheng Yu's smile only froze for a moment, then returned to normal, pretending:
"Well, no one in the world dares to neglect the matter of King Jin. However, the tiger monster has been causing trouble on the mountain for many days. If you don't get rid of it early, I'm afraid your life will be in danger on the way up the mountain. Then you will always have something to lose. , wouldn’t it further delay King Jin’s dispatching mission?”
Lao Qian quietly watched Zheng Yu pretending to be his grandson.
"Yes, you're right. It's the same sentence. As long as you have enough food and wine, I don't care. I can wait another three to five years."
