Setting up camp is something that people both long for and worry about. To put it bluntly, it means eating, drinking, sleeping. It sounds very arrogant, everyone can't live without it, and it's so annoying to have to prepare everything!
After a long journey, we finally stopped. The first priority was convenience. Thousands of people gathered in this place, which was only five miles away. After the first round of convenience, a thick and indescribable smell immediately filled the air. All future affairs, from standing guard to making rice, must be carried out in this "atmosphere". While the militiamen were regretting that the fertile water had not flowed into their fields, they were collecting firewood, making fires, and burying pots to make rice in this atmosphere.
In today's camp, there are some more scholars wearing leather beards. They usually don't associate with the short brown men, but today the situation seems to be a little different. These scholars were working in front and back, and under their help, the farmers seemed to be working much more smoothly. They used to do things that were easy to do, but after they pointed to the left and compared with the right, everything went smoothly. People's respect for these scholars has increased a lot. People who love Wujiwu, even those who know them, help them, or even just say a few words or chat with them, all accept it. Envy eyes.
People who knew them proudly introduced them to those close to them: "This is a certain brother, a disciple of Lord Xinling!" It was as if they themselves had a relationship with Lord Xinling; and the other party also responded with great emotion and consciously connected with them. There is honor. The samurai responded to the people around them naturally and easily, and at the same time guided the civilian soldiers to complete the encampment matters. This also made the uncles and camp officials who were both farmers relieved a lot of worry, and inevitably they also developed some close feelings.
Lord Xinling was accompanied by Mang Mao and Jin Bi, and was guarded by Zhang Zou, Zhong Yue, Mang Shen and Er Hei, patrolling each camp. While waiting on the side, the uncles secretly looked at Lord Xinling's well-proportioned figure and handsome face, secretly appreciating his talent.
By the time the inspection of the 10th Battalion was completed, the rice was cooked in all the stoves. So among the smell of feces and urine, the fragrance of corn floated again. The warriors each started a fire among their acquaintances, while Lord Xinling and his party started a fire in the open space between the two camps with four civilian military commanders.
It stands to reason that the civilian military academy commander should be appointed by the general, usually a soldier. However, the actual operation was carried out by the township chief, but the general was not informed. These four school leaders of the People's Army are all heads of their respective townships. Although the names were given, neither Mang Mao nor Mang Shen recognized anyone.
Lord Xinling asked the school leaders to sit around the fire and let their disciples go about their business. Lord Xinling asked: "Having left the original camp, do you know the new camp?"
The school leaders all replied that only one battalion originally belonged to the hometown, and the other battalion was transferred from another country and was not familiar with it. Lord Xinling said: "Why not invite the camp commander to sit on the ground together so that we can get closer to each other."
So under the arrangement of Mang's father and son, eight battalion commanders also arrived, and they each returned to their corresponding school leaders and sat down.
Xinlingjun and his party took out all the corn in their rice bags to cook. Lord Xinling said to these officers: "All the ministers have traveled far away to work hard on the king's affairs, and they only need a small amount of food as a reward in case of emergencies. All the ministers should have a full meal to prepare for the battle!"
All the commanders returned the gift together, expressing their willingness to fight to the death.
Lord Xinling said again: "It's rare to meet all the ministers in front of the battle. If I can save my head, I would like to wear the same clothes as all the ministers. Please write down your names and hometowns in Jiefu, and we will see you someday."
So Zhang Ye took out bamboo slips that were as long as one finger and distributed them to all the leaders. The leaders took some firewood from the fire and carved their names, surnames, and townships on the bamboo slips. If there were those who couldn't write, Zhang Yu would do it for them. The carved bamboo slips were put into a bag by Zhang Le.
At this time, Mang Mao found a soldier coming hurriedly. He went up quietly without alerting others. Not long after, he came to Lord Xinling and whispered: "There are people in the city who have come to work for the army, and they have been placed in the front camp."
Lord Xinling was shocked: Why is it that one wave has not subsided and another wave has arisen? Is this the end?
Zhong Yue next to him cast a questioning look. Lord Xinling stood up and bowed to everyone: "There is something going on in the front camp, so we are leaving! Have a good time, everyone! Then listen to the drums and get ready to go out." Then he said to Zhang Yue: "We can't wait until after dinner. Gather the gentlemen and return to the front camp."
Zhang He took out an ox horn from his arms and blew a few tunes "woo woo". The diners in the camp who were chatting happily with the militiamen left the camp one by one and gathered towards Lord Xinling.
Lord Xinling took this opportunity to tell Zhang Ye and others that someone else was coming to the city to work for the army. Zhang Ye and others had previously learned about the assassination of Lord Xinling from the mouths of Mang Mao, Jin Bi and others, and also knew that the assassin had taken Lord Xinling back as a laborer in the city. When they heard that labor troops were coming to the city again, they were a little surprised and didn't know what the reason was.
Zhong Yue said: "The assassination can never happen again. But it is hard to predict what the conspiracy is in the city again. Why don't I and Mr. Zhang meet with the envoys in the city first to find out what they say. The prince, the general, the officials and the gentlemen Drive slowly behind and let the camera do its thing.”
Mang Mao said: "How dare you work, Mr. Labor? I can just go and explore the wind!"
Zhong Yue said: "Otherwise, the general and the pillar of the country should not venture into dangerous places. I have nothing to worry about like a common man!"
Both sides still wanted to give in. Lord Xinling said: "The general and the officials will lead the troops to fight from time to time and meet with the envoys in the city. Please trouble me, gentlemen!"
Zhang He and Zhong Yue saluted together: "How dare you disobey me!" and left together with the soldiers who delivered the message.
On the way, Zhongyue asked the soldiers carefully about the cause and effect, and found out that the envoy arrived in the evening, and he had a cart with him, carrying wine, meat, silk, food, and many things for the army. The captain who stayed behind in the former camp only said that the general was busy with military affairs and ordered them to wait in front of the camp without any contact or conversation with him. Zhong Yue nodded secretly in his heart: The military soldiers behaved differently from the civilian army.
Soon after entering the camp, the soldiers led by the soldiers met with the commander and explained that they would meet the envoy temporarily. Lord Xinling and others would arrive soon after, and they would act accordingly. Zhang Xian saluted and said: "Please ask the strong man to lead the envoy to the tent. Mr. Zhongyue and I will not talk to him in front of the tent. The strong man will invite some people to help him, with a strong voice!"
The school leader returned the greeting and said, "Please follow the instructions!" He led ten people to the big tent and sent another person to the front of the camp to bring the envoy.
When the envoy arrived, Zhang Yue and Zhong Yue stood at the entrance of the tent, the school leader stood on one side, and ten soldiers stood on both sides. The envoy bowed and said: "The envoy of Xiaoyi pays homage to the great country again!"
Zhang He and Zhong Yue did not say anything, but looked at the envoy.
There was no reply from the messenger for a long time, so he had no choice but to say: "The heavenly troops from the Kingdom of Heaven have arrived. Our city is in harmony with the host. We are offering you wine, meat, food and silk. Please pay your respects and make offerings!"
Zhang He and Zhong Yue remained silent, just staring at the envoy.
The envoy felt a little embarrassed and said again: "I would like to take the east road and pay my respects to the country again!"
