At night, two teams of county soldiers, led by Fang Shiqing, quietly left the barracks and disappeared into the night.
Except for a few core characters, no one knew where they were going. Even the county soldiers who went out for the expedition only received orders for field training.
Zha Lian is a military training term invented by the magistrate.
It means field training, which means county soldiers leave their barracks and go to the wild for simulated actual combat training.
The county soldiers are all spirited young men. Their abundant energy and curiosity make them very fond of this training method. The captain also took them to Litou Mountain for mountain combat training five days away.
Mountain warfare training is very suitable for bandit warfare, so everyone is very active.
But this training seemed different from the past.
Each of them brought ten days of dry food and even clothes and sleeping bags. In addition to swords and guns, everyone was equipped with hand crossbows, and the only ten muskets were carried.
They were armed to the teeth.
A few smart people seem to smell the smell of war.
"Captain Guan, are we going to fight?" Zhan Zhao asked Guan Yu quietly.
"Stop talking!" Guan Yu scolded.
Zhan Zhao shut up quickly. Before departure, the captain had ordered that no noise should be allowed during the march, and talking was certainly not allowed.
He bowed his head and continued marching.
Guan Yu looked at the sky and relied on the stars to determine the direction of march.
At this time, they had left Qinghe County and were marching westward.
There are no bandits in Qinghe County anymore. To the west, beyond Qinghe County is Shanyang County. I heard that bandits are rampant there.
Could it be that he is going to Shanyang County to suppress bandits?
He quickly dismissed the idea.
Because it's impractical. They are just county soldiers, not regular officers and soldiers. They are soldiers within Qinghe County, and they are citizens when they leave Qinghe County.
Unless they are specially mobilized, they have no authority to suppress bandits in Shanyang County.
Fan Kuai, who led the second team and followed the first team, was also murmuring in his heart. This time they didn't feel like they were training. It looked like they were going to war, but who were they going to fight against?
He had been running for most of the night, and he didn't even know who the enemy was. He felt uncomfortable.
But he didn't dare ask.
Your Excellency said that it is the duty of a soldier to obey orders.
He only needs to obey military orders and does not need to ask why.
But he was really uncomfortable holding it in.
At dawn, with the morning light, he spotted them walking through a dense pine forest.
Military orders came from the front, asking everyone to rest where they were and wait for orders.
Then a messenger called Guan Yu and Fan Kuai away.
Fang Shiqing was at the front of the army, she had dismounted, and Ma Bian turned out to be Ximen Feixue, the young hero of Jianshan.
After exchanging pleasantries, Fang Shiqing announced the purpose of the march.
Pretend to be a bandit!
Black eats black!
Who doesn't love a legal robbery?
Guan Yu and Fan were as happy as if they had married new wives. But after hearing the division of labor between the two teams, Fan Kuai suddenly became unhappy.
Because his second team is only responsible for receiving.
"Lao Fan, our final safety depends entirely on you!" Guan Yu said "seriously", but his tone was very unbeatable.
Fan quickly wanted to get angry, but military law was not merciful.
He gritted his teeth and patted Guan Yu on the shoulder: "Don't worry, you won't die as long as I'm here."
Fang Shiqing watched with cold eyes and did not interfere in the alternative communication between them.
She checked the sky, ordered everyone to eat solid food, and then go to sleep. In order to hide from the eyes and ears of others, they are not suitable for marching in the daytime and can only travel by day and night.
After eating dry food, the sentries were arranged and everyone fell asleep.
"Ximen, are you sure you can defeat Mao Laoba?" Fang Shiqing asked softly.
Although the county soldiers were equipped with muskets during this trip, the strength of Jiangyang's thieves should not be underestimated. Take Ximen Feixue, for example, he was able to dodge the muskets.
Otherwise, grass would have grown on his grave by now.
As a precaution, Kong Fang sent him to deal with Mao Laoba specifically, which was a double insurance for this battle.
Ximen Feixue spat out the straw in his mouth and said, "Don't worry, we will never disgrace our mission."
Mao Laoba, a green forest scum full of evil, a criminal thief, he is good at using a machete, and his sword skills are of his own.
The real length of his machete is less than three feet, which is the same length as other machetes. But he ingeniously attached an iron chain to the handle of the knife. After hard practice, he could handle the machete freely in his hand.
During the fight, he held one end of the iron chain and unexpectedly swung the machete to kill the enemy.
After killing the enemy, quickly put away the knife and fight again.
This is Mao Laoba's machete and the exquisiteness of his knife skills. The machete plus the iron chain was estimated to be two feet long. Therefore, rumors spread, and gradually there was a legend in the world that Mao Laoba was good at making the machete grow to two feet long.
When Ximen Feixue was in Jianshan, his master forced him to study the martial arts secrets all over the world. He had studied Mao's sword technique, which seemed very intimidating, but was actually not very good.
Of course, this is for a martial arts prodigy like him. As for other people, such as Mrs. Fang, who looks heroic, will he accidentally chop him in half?
To be honest, he couldn't guarantee that he wouldn't.
"Madam, after you go up the mountain, you can't leave me." He said solemnly.
Fang Shiqing raised his eyebrows slightly, "You dare to underestimate me?"
"It's not that I underestimate you, it's the master who ordered me to protect you." Ximen Feixue did not hesitate to blame Kong Fang.
"He said, if you lose one hair, I will be punished with ten army sticks, two hairs will be twenty army sticks... and so on. Alas, it is really hard to be a worker, why don't you lose one hair, and you have to punish me? Army stick!"
He sighed solemnly.
Fang Shiqing turned a deaf ear.
Anyway, few people who hang out with sour scholars are normal, such as part-time workers, wage earners, and bosses. What the hell is this?
She doesn't even bother to care!
"Madam, could it be that the master has counted how many hairs you have? Otherwise, how would he know whether you have less hair or not?" Ximen Feixue came up to her in a cowardly manner.
"If he casually said that you were missing your hair because he didn't like me, and punished me with a military stick, wouldn't I be wronged?"
Fang Shiqing pinched his ears and gritted his teeth, "Can you be more serious?"
"Believe it or not, I will kick you back to Jianshan Mountain?"
"Madam, you're just joking, you're joking, please let me go." Ximen Feixue quickly clasped her hands together, begging for mercy.
Drive your sister...
Fang Shiqing exerted his strength on his hands. She suddenly remembered that "turn on your sister" was a sour scholarly expression, and she used it unknowingly.
She was in a trance for a while, and it turned out that she was also being influenced by him.
Because she was in a trance, she ignored the strength in her hands. As a result, Ximen Feixue's ears were almost torn off by her, and the pain made him squeal like a pig.
She quickly let go.
"Sorry, I was careless and lost control of my strength."
She apologized sincerely.
Ximen Feixue felt warm in her heart. Madam, she is a good lady. She even apologized! It’s a treatment that even the master doesn’t have!
"Isn't it just a matter of twisting your ears? Why are you crying so miserable?"
"Is he a man?"
Fang Shiqing rolled his eyes at him.
His mood suddenly deteriorated.
