The dignified commander of the first corps was actually transferred to the supply camp to become a deputy commander?
The ace general turned directly into a coolie carrying groceries?
Is there such a demotion?
"Pang Shuai, I wonder what mistake the last general has made and he is going to be demoted to the supply camp?"
Zhang Feng asked unconvinced.
"Made a mistake? You are right. This is just a normal post transfer. Why does General Zhang think the supply camp is not important?
This baggage camp is in charge of ordnance, supplies and large equipment. Without these things, our army cannot win the battle.
For such an important position, I would not be at ease with anyone else. You are the only one who is at ease with me, General Zhang. With your hard work and steady work, I am most at ease with you.
how? Doesn't General Zhang disobey my commander's orders? "
Disobeying the general's orders during war is a crime of beheading.
Zhang Feng didn't want Pang Shou to grab his pigtails and chop off his head in such a daze, so he just swallowed hard and said,
"General, as ordered, I will report to the supply camp now! Farewell!"
After speaking, Zhang Feng walked out angrily.
Pang Shou's transfer of Zhang Feng to a casual position was not a temporary decision, but a decision made after careful consideration.
Zhang Feng is a direct descendant of Ren Jun. In the army, apart from Ren Jun, the most prestigious one is Zhang Feng.
Now that Ren Jun is gone, he also knows that these generals will definitely dissatisfy him, so he needs to transfer Zhang Feng, a die-hard direct descendant, to prevent him from inciting other generals to cause trouble and to prevent them from seeing each other.
But he couldn't kill Zhang Feng. After all, Zhang Feng had done nothing wrong. Even if he was the coach, he couldn't kill the general casually, otherwise it would inevitably cause a mutiny.
His foundation is not stable now, so he still can't make too much trouble.
Pang Shou sat on the chair, played with the tiger charm, and said leisurely,
"Everyone, please tell me and introduce to me the specific battle situation now."
…
Ren Jun rode his horse and galloped southward with twenty of his guards, arriving at the south gate.
"Meet Ren Shuai!"
"Open the city gate!"
Ren Jun shouted.
The soldiers opened the city gate, and then a swarm of swarms came over, talking in all directions,
"Ren Shuai, do you really want to leave?"
"Commander, we can't bear to have you leave."
"We have been with you for so many years, and we are not used to someone suddenly taking us."
"Yes, Commander, we know that the emperor's orders are hard to disobey and you have to leave. But if you want to leave, can you take me with you?"
"Commander, Pang Shou is too cruel! He is not good at leading troops in war. He will kill us."
Everyone was talking in a hurry.
Ren Jun sighed, and suddenly saw a soldier sitting in the corner without a helmet, with a piece of gauze wrapped sideways on his face. He couldn't help but frown and asked,
"What happened to him?"
When the soldier saw this, he trotted over quickly and said,
"Commander, I was the one who opened the city gate. Pang Shou rushed towards me and wanted to hit me to death. I quickly avoided it. I never thought that I would offend him by avoiding him. He whipped me in the face and made me look like this."
Hearing this, Ren Jun gritted his teeth angrily, and his hand holding the riding whip turned white, but in the end he could only sigh.
"That's all, you come with me. You guys, go to your centurion and ask for a leave of absence for him. Just say that he is seriously injured and cannot participate in the battle."
"Yes, yes, I will obey."
The soldiers quickly agreed.
Then, Ren Jun said to the injured soldier,
"Can you ride a horse?"
"I know how to ride a horse. When I was a child, I raised horses for the landlord at home."
"Okay, go get a horse and let's go together."
"The villain obeys your orders."
The soldier was as excited as if he had won a lottery. He hurriedly asked the centurion for a horse, and followed Ren Jun under the envious eyes of others.
After Ren Jun left Wang'an County, it was almost dark.
But Pang Shou obviously had no intention of staying and treating him to dinner and the night, so Ren Jun could only move forward at night.
After running for twenty miles, it was dark. Even with a torch, it was difficult to see the road clearly.
"Commander, there is an inn ahead. Let's go to the inn and rest for the night before leaving."
the guard said.
"walk."
When they arrived at the inn, they saw many horses tied up outside, brightly lit inside, and many people eating.
I think there are always merchants coming and going.
A post station is not an inn. It is a place dedicated to providing accommodation, food and horses for officials and troops to deliver military reports and take a temporary rest.
It's just a post station in Gyeonggi Province. Because the court has no money to pay wages, and the people in the post station can't starve to death, they can only increase revenue and reduce expenditure, find ways to make money, and gradually serve some merchants along the way to earn some money.
After Ren Jun entered with more than 20 guards, he saw that there were people at almost every table inside, and there was no room for them to sit.
One of the guards said,
"Commander, I'll push them to other tables to make room for us."
"No, don't disturb the people. There are quite a few empty seats at each table. Let's just squeeze in and explain to them."
"good."
"Waiter, please serve food and rice. No wine required. Hurry up."
During the battle, Ren Jun never drank alcohol, and this habit was also brought to his soldiers.
Suddenly, a voice came from the table inside.
"Shuai Ren truly loves his people like his own son, and he deserves his reputation."
Ren Jun couldn't help but look curiously, and saw a young man with his back turned to him. The voice should have come from there.
The young man was wearing a brocade robe and a jade hoop on his head. It was obvious at first glance that he was a young man from a wealthy family.
On the left side of that man, there sat a man who looked like an iron tower, wearing a short Jianghu suit. He looked powerful and extraordinary.
Ren Jun walked over and asked as he walked,
"Do you know me?"
"I've made a special trip here to wait for Ren Shuai. This table of dishes is just for Ren Shuai. How about asking Ren Shuai to reward him with some thin noodles and two glasses of wine?"
The young man never looked back.
Ren Jun became even more curious, walked over, came to the right side of the young man, and looked at his face.
The young man raised his head and smiled warmly at Ren Jun.
Ren Jun did not smile, but his expression changed drastically. He immediately stretched out his right hand to hold the hilt of his sword tightly, and shouted,
"Nie Chen?!"
As soon as these words were spoken, the guards who had already been seated suddenly stood up, drew their swords and prepared to fight.
The "common people" who originally occupied the table also took out knives and repeating crossbows from under the table with lightning speed, and pointed them at the guards.
Nie Chen smiled and said,
"Why should Commander Ren be angry? You only have more than twenty guards under your command now. Wouldn't it be a pity to die? Why don't we sit down and eat and drink together? I have prepared the food and wine, specifically to entertain your soldiers.
Don't worry, there's no poison, and I, Nie Chen, won't resort to such despicable means. "
