Father can be an enemy country

Chapter 1015 The third striker selection

When Yu Min's patrol team returned to Kunming City, they found that the atmosphere in the city was obviously tense.

The streets were full of soldiers and officials, shouting, drinking, and busy. There were also large groups of carriages, horses, and civilians, rushing out of the city in a hurry, not knowing what they were busy with.

General Wang Qi took a few people to send the wounded to the military hospital, while the rest of them went back to the military camp to deliver messages to Qianhu.

Liu Qianhu already knew the information brought by Niu Deputy Baihu, and asked them to fill their bellies immediately, take a rest, and recharge their batteries to wait for the next order.

As the saying goes, 'The emperor never lacks hungry soldiers', before the army goes to war, the food will always be significantly improved. As soon as Yu Min returned to the barracks, she smelled the aroma of stewed meat. Deputy Zhang Qianhu smiled and said to them: "Stew bacon with pickled vegetables and eat red rice with open arms!"

The soldiers immediately cheered. As long as they can eat meat, what's so terrible about fighting?

Then they lined up and carried the bowls to the big pot, filled themselves with a bowl of red rice, and then asked the cook to bring a spoonful of pickled cabbage to stew the bacon.

"Lao Peng, please give me more meat!" The soldiers stared at the spoon in the cook's hand and begged him to be gentle.

"Add some soup to me..." Yu Min was not so greedy, and successfully got an extra spoonful of soup. Then he squatted under the wall with a big bowl and ate big mouthfuls.

He ate rice soaked in soup first, then sauerkraut, saving the slices of red bacon for final enjoyment.

"Your brother is only twelve." Wang Zongqi frowned.

However, Liu Qianhu did not immediately draw lots according to the old rules, but looked at the group of brothers who had followed him into Yunnan to fight for a whole year, and sighed: "This mission is very dangerous and may be outnumbered, and there will be no return. so……"

"Are you stupid?" Wang Zongqi said angrily: "Don't you still have to support Li Laoba's mother and marry his sister?"

Wang Zongqi looked at his brothers and said to Yu Min: "You don't want to draw lots."

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When the lot was being drawn, he followed the team silently and drew one too.

Without thinking, Yu Min immediately stood up and shouted with her colleagues: "Me, me!"

"..." Yu Min stopped talking and silently ate a few pieces of bacon with his rice bowl, but it tasted like nothing.

"Asshole!" Wang Zongqi cursed and wanted to exchange the short stick in his hand for his long stick, but Yu Min dodged it.

When only the bacon was left, Liu Qianhu shouted loudly: "Choose the front!"

Yu Min opened his hand, and a long stick appeared in front of Wang Zongqi.

"I have brothers." Yu Min said anxiously.

"Why are you so disobedient?!" I didn't see him until he finished drawing Mr. Wang's flag, and he almost lost his breath. "What did you smoke?"

After a pause, he raised his voice and said: "If both father and son are in the army, the father is not allowed to draw lots; if both brothers are in the army, the older brother is not allowed to draw lots; if there is an only son without brothers, the father is not allowed to draw lots."

"Thirteen now." Yu Min said, "You can find a wife next year!"

"Who has got the long sign?" Liu Qianhu shouted at the gate of the camp.

"Me!" The soldiers who were drawn raised their picks high, and there were actually nearly half of them. The ratio is unprecedentedly high, which shows that the city's military strength is stretched thin.

"Me!" Yu Min also raised the sign high and shouted loudly.

"Get ready and gather together." Liu Qianhu said solemnly.

"Yes!" The officers and soldiers who had drawn the lot said, quickly finished eating, then started to put on their helmets and armors, rolled up their bedrolls, and then put water bags, buckets... that is, copper bowls and other personal equipment, and used oilcloth ponchos. wrap up. At this time, dry food bags were also handed out. Each person was rationed four liters of rice and four liters of wheat flour.

After receiving the generous bag of dry food, experienced veterans knew that this battle would last six days.

Wang Zongqi helped Yu Min pack the dry food bag while cursing: "You stupid kid, go to the battlefield on your own. Don't just rush and fight. Be smart, or you'll be sure to finish!"

"Wang Tou, I am also a small flag now, not a new recruit." Yu Min said in a dull voice.

"Bullshit Xiaoqi..." Wang Zongqi cursed and lowered his voice: "Qianhu said it so clearly, and yet he climbed the pole to die."

"Although I'm afraid of death, I have to go when it's time for me to go. I can't let others die for me." Yu Min suddenly said with a naive smile.

"..." Wang Zongqi was speechless immediately. He just silently helped him hang up the short sword and put the long gun into his hand.

After thinking about it, he hung his shield on his back...

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When Yu Min and other hundreds of officers and soldiers followed Liu Qianhu to the school grounds, thousands of soldiers in uniform and ready to go had already gathered here.

Yu Min looked up at the general stage. In addition to the Marquis and the young commander, he also saw a familiar figure - Qi Qianhu.

Oh yes, he is deputy commander Qi now.

Qi Xiang was first promoted from Qianhu to commanding officer, and in June he was promoted to deputy commander. However, his legs and feet have not been able to function well, and he has not been able to get permission from the military doctor to leave the hospital. If it were not for a military emergency and there was no one available in the city, he would have to stay in the hospital.

He was wearing a handsome mountain armor, a red tasseled helmet on his head, and a cloak on his back that was dancing in the autumn wind. This was the standard equipment of the first-level officers of the Ming Dynasty commander. At this point, Qi Xiang finally entered the ranks of senior officers.

Of course, compared with the commander in front of him who was less than thirty years old and already held the title of governor, his achievements seemed insignificant.

However, Feng Cheng only felt a lot of pressure. As the son of the Duke, he rose quickly from the starting point, but there were also voices of doubt. He must do better than others. If he makes any mistakes, he will be pointed out behind his back, saying that he is a useless second generation ancestor.

For example, this time, he couldn't choose to stand firm, he had to go out and lead the team himself. Otherwise, they will be said that the second generation ancestor is timid...

At this time, the 10,000 selected forwards were assembled, and Xie Xiong asked Feng Dusi to give him a lecture.

Feng Cheng nodded when he heard this, glanced at the soldiers, took a deep breath and said: "Everyone, we have a dangerous mission..."

Then, before the autumn harvest was completed, 200,000 barbarians suddenly rebelled, and the news of their arrival at Kunming Bazi was notified to the soldiers the next day.

Then he said in a deep voice: "To be honest with you, there is not much grain left in the city. This year's new harvest of autumn grain is still outside the city. If we don't grab it, it will become the prey of the rebels!"

"In that case, even if our army returns, it will collapse without a fight due to lack of food. When the chieftains from all over the country see this, they will definitely start a rebellion, and Kunming City and even the entire Yunnan will fall again!" As he spoke, he glanced around again. Asked the solemn-looking soldiers: "Can you accept this result?"

"cannot!"

"No!" the soldiers roared in unison.

"So, I will lead you to Dabanqiao, Ji Chong Mountain, and Phoenix Mountain to attack the enemy!" Feng Cheng waved his arms and shouted loudly:

"As long as we hold off the enemy for three days, the Chief Secretary will be able to complete the autumn grain shipment, and the situation in Kunming and even Yunnan will be better! Let's go!"

(End of this chapter)