"Hurry up, everyone, keep up, keep up!"
"The one in the back, do you want to be whipped?"
"See? We can eat at the foot of the mountain ahead!"
After leaving Chang'an, Tang Ping finally saw what it was like to launch an army in ancient times.
This time they set out from Chang'an under the guise of going to the border to change defenses. The purpose was to hide the true purpose of sending troops.
There would have been such a change of defense every few years. The first purpose was to prevent the generals from gathering troops at the edge of the town, and the second was to conduct marching training for the soldiers on the road.
It is normal to have enemy spies in the army, and only by using this excuse of a normal defense change can the army be sent to the front line from under their noses.
Therefore, not only Tang Ping and others, but also Li Jing hid their identities and followed the army.
It was not until he arrived in Mayi, which was later called Shuocheng in Shanxi Province, that Li Jing revealed his identity and continued to march north.
Because by that time, even if the Turks knew the purpose of the Tang Dynasty army, they would not have enough time to react.
So now Tang Ping is just an ordinary soldier escorting baggage.
"How is it? Master, can you still move?" Lao Cui asked in a low voice beside Tang Ping.
"No problem!" Tang Ping nodded.
Fortunately, his living habits have improved a lot since he came to Datang, and he occasionally exercises with Lao Cui and Lao Du.
In addition, his nutritional intake is definitely ahead of other soldiers of this era.
So although it was a bit harder to walk, at least we were not left behind.
"How many days until we can get to Mayi?"
"It's still early, sir!" Lao Cui clapped his fingers: "There are 1,200 miles from Chang'an to Mayi, and we have only walked halfway. Let me think about it. Yesterday we camped in Xiangling County, so today we should be here This is the boundary of Hongdong County. At this rate, we estimate that we will still have to walk for half a month."
Tang Ping nodded feebly. He had never thought that he would walk such a long distance.
An adult can walk about 50 centimeters in one step, which means he can walk five kilometers in 10,000 steps. They now walk about 50-60 miles a day, which means he takes at least 50,000 to 60,000 steps a day.
If you turn on step counting now, you will definitely be far ahead in the circle.
I just heard someone shouting that I could camp at the foot of the mountain and have dinner, but I couldn't stand it when I looked up the mountain.
After walking for almost an hour, we finally reached our destination.
Then the whole team was divided into several waves. Some buried pots to make rice, some fetched water and firewood, and some set up camp.
Many here are veterans and are very skilled in doing this.
Tang Ping followed Lao Cui and Lao Du outside to fetch water. Now Tang Jun has a rigid rule that everyone must drink boiled water.
"It's probably going to rain today!" Lao Cui looked at the sky
When marching, the most feared thing is rain. After all, there are no mechanized troop transports in this era. Once the rain is too heavy, it will seriously affect the marching speed. Back then, Chen Sheng and Wu Guang had to rebel because of the rain delay. ?
At the same time, continuous rainy days will also increase the chance of soldiers getting sick.
Sure enough, as Lao Cui said, they had just finished preparing rice after fetching water, when heavy raindrops started falling.
All the soldiers hid in the tents.
"It's raining so hard!" Tang Ping listened to the sound of rain hitting the roof of the tent.
Now their tents are all made of oilcloth, which is fabric treated with tung oil and has good waterproof properties.
"Director, this rain probably won't stop for a while."
Li Jing arranged this time for the Black Armor Cavalry Special Team to be in the same camp as Tang Ping, so when there were no outsiders, they still habitually called Tang Ping the curator.
"In this case, will our arrival time in Mayi be extended?"
The one who spoke was the captain of the special force, surnamed Xiang. He nodded and said, "Yes, on a day like this, the Fenhe River will definitely swell, and our army will not be able to cross the river. We can only wait for the rain to stop and then find a way."
If the plan cannot keep up with changes, even the modern forecast of the weather in ten days and a half month may have a big error, let alone this era.
Even if Tang Ping is a time traveler, he can't do anything in front of this power of nature.
I took out the drone's tablet from my backpack and looked at it, but there was nothing unusual about it.
Because having a drone take off and land in the team every day would be too eye-catching, so when he left Chang'an, Tang Ping kept the drone following him at a position 1,000 meters in the sky.
Anyway, this thing has unlimited battery life, and it is rainproof and water-proof.
After a few glances, Tang Ping put it away. He walked 5 to 60 miles a day and didn't want to do anything else. Even though the rain rattled the tent, Tang Ping fell asleep quickly.
I don't know what time it was at night, but Tang Ping was suddenly awakened by a rumble.
When he opened his eyes, he saw that everyone else in the camp was awake. Lao Cui turned on his flashlight and asked doubtfully: "What is this sound?"
The sound was dull, and the ground of the entire camp was trembling slightly.
Tang Ping's first reaction was that it was an enemy attack. After all, isn't that the momentum of thousands of troops and horses stampeding on the ground in movies and TV shows?
He hurriedly took out his drone tablet and carefully scanned it with the camera. His face turned pale.
Because this was something more terrifying than an enemy attack, he saw countless streams of water and sand rushing down the mountain carrying some dead branches and rocks.
The rumbling sound was the sound made by these stones hitting the trees on the mountain.
"Mudslide!" Tang Ping shouted to the people in the camp. Seeing that they still didn't understand what a mudslide was, he could only yell: "Run!"
After saying that, he grabbed his backpack and carried it on his body. They were all elite black armor cavalry here, and they had practiced night raid drills many times. He subconsciously put on his backpack and rushed out of the camp with Tang Ping.
As soon as they came out of the camp, everyone was soaked in the rain, but now Tang Ping couldn't care less. He glanced at the tablet, pointed in one direction and said, "Run over there!"
Others followed him, shouting: "Get up, run, run!"
But the rain was so loud, and with the rumble coming from the mountains now, it was impossible to hear what they were saying.
There were some who heard it, but they didn't know why they ran away. After all, most of the people here were transporting baggage. They were called soldiers at best, or civilians at worst.
Their quality is definitely a notch lower than that of the regular army.
"Sir, why are we still running up the mountain?" Lao Cui asked beside Tang Ping. You must know that it is almost dawn, and you can already faintly see the mudslides rushing down the mountain.
He even thought that Tang Ping was frightened and fainted. More people who rushed out of the camp saw the mudslide coming down from the mountain, and they all ran frantically away from the mudslide.
Tang Ping looked at him with red eyes and shouted: "Don't run down there, go up the mountain in the vertical direction of the mudslide! Tell them to follow us!"
But at this time, everyone else was like headless flies. Their instinct drove them to run away from the mudslide, but they didn't know that that was the most dangerous thing.
Even though Tang Ping ran and shouted at the top of his lungs, it had no effect. Only a few people followed their group.
"Get ready, hug the thick tree trunk around you, don't go up the tree, tie yourself to the trunk..."
