The devil is coming

Chapter 263
Que Mu was dragged beyond recognition by the war horse and was already dead.
After a brief rest, the army continued to march eastward. Many nearby tribes breathed a sigh of relief after watching the black-armored cavalry go away.
Basically every tribe has tribesmen who go to help in the war, but thankfully, these terrifying Yan people have no intention of punishing them.
However, their rejoicing was destined not to last long, because after the [-] left and right armies of the Jingnan Army who followed in the night found that their battles were all over and marched eastward without waiting for them, the four leading troops The commander-in-chief of the Jingnan Army vented all his depression on these savage tribes.
After witnessing the powerful terror of the Yan people during the day, many tribes did not have the courage to organize any resistance when faced with the Yan people who came to kill them at night. They could only watch the Yan people's cavalry charge straight into their own tents.
Burning, killing, looting, letting off steam, this is an ugly scene in war;
Even the Jingnan Army, which was created by Tian Wujing himself and was famous for its strict military discipline, was no exception.
Tonight, blood and screams are the main theme here.
There is no justice or injustice. The Yan people can tolerate the existence of Chengguo, but they cannot allow another ethnic group similar to the desert barbarians to develop in their northeast.
Even though the king of the barbarians had served in the Yan army and could not say that he still yearned for the Yan country in his heart, the Emperor of Yan would not gamble, especially when he was fully capable of interrupting the rise of this nation. Why take the risk and gamble on such an illusory favor?
This can be regarded as the law of the dark forest.
The next day,
The left and right armies set off again, following the traces of the central army and continuing eastward.
A few days later,
A "rabble" initiated by Shengle City and composed of many powerful Wu Fort Lords finally passed through the Tianduan Mountains.
This is an... army of leak-pickers.
.........
The army marched continuously for seven days. It can be seen that the influence of the savage king seems to be limited to only a part of the snowfield, and does not completely cover the entire snowfield.
Especially in the west of the snowfield, his power presence is very weak. This place is basically still the territory of many large and small savage tribes, and the savage cavalry that first took the initiative to attack him should have been sent here by the savage king. The only force.
On the way, the Yan army defeated three more large tribes, including night attacks, encirclement attacks, and "encircling Wei and rescuing Zhao". The Marquis of Jingnan adapted measures to local conditions. Too many twists and turns defeated these three tribes with a population of tens of thousands.
As for the more small and medium-sized tribes, Tian Wujing ignored them. Anyway, in two days, the left and right armies would help clean up the follow-up.
army,
Continue east.
Five days later, the army finally stopped and began to set up camp, because sentries from the front came to report that an organized savage army appeared in front.
It is not the kind of soldiers and horses gathered together in the form of tribes, but a real army. This means that their own soldiers are almost touching the area actually controlled by the Savage King.
Or maybe it was the Savage King who organized another large army and wanted to fend off the enemy in advance.
The number of opponents is about [-], and it is still increasing.
Tian Wujing finally stopped and let his soldiers rest while waiting for the left and right armies who had nothing else to do but burn, kill and loot along the way.
And today is also the traditional "Wanfu Festival" of the Yan Kingdom. This festival has the theme of praying for good health, disease-free and disaster-free.
If the barbarian army encountered by Que Mu just after leaving the Tianduan Mountains was an appetizer, then the tribes defeated in the snowfield attack in the next ten days or so were Xiao Chao. What follows is the real Staple food.
"Only by eating the true headquarters of the Savage King in front can we reduce his strength. Otherwise, everything our army has done before seems to have reduced the strength of the Snowfield Tribe, but in fact, it is for this A savage king makes a wedding dress."
Zheng Fan said while making milk tea.
Fry the sugar color first, then add the tea leaves and continue frying, then add the goat milk.
"I thought you were only thinking about doing business."
Tian Wujing sat opposite Zheng Fan.
After the experience of the two of them going to Tiandu Mountain and the snowy plains together, it has become a normal thing for the two of them to sit together by the campfire during meals.
And Zheng Fan can always come up with some fresh food.
"The snowfield is very similar to the desert. Different from our Dayan and Qian Kingdoms, even if there is an alliance between the tribes, they still calculate each other behind closed doors. If other tribes suddenly suffer, the other tribes will I’m very happy, because they can take the opportunity to annex the population and pastures of those tribes, and their strength will increase greatly.”
This is the difference between everyone's political and military forms. In the orthodox Daxia legacy country, if any place suffers a disaster or has other disasters, as long as the center is not completely paralyzed, it will inevitably organize forces to rescue, and its national strength will naturally also Hence being weakened.
But this kind of national ideology does not exist in deserts and snowfields. They are more like a Gu-raising model.
"So, I will definitely eat the army in front."
"Master Hou, the milk tea is ready."
Zheng Fan poured out the brewed milk tea and handed it to Tian Wujing.
Tian Wujing took the cup, took a sip, and asked:
"what is this?"
"Caramel milk tea, my own creation."
"A bit greasy."
"I'll put more tea leaves next time."
"Ah."
In the military camp, there were bonfires everywhere, filled with the aroma of roasted mutton and mutton soup.
In this era, eating meat every meal is really a luxury for ordinary people. Even if the soldiers in Jingnan are paid, they have to support their family.
Even in the era of improved productivity in later generations, it is indeed okay for ordinary people to eat meat every day, but if it is shredded pork and sliced ​​meat, how many people can afford to make roasted lamb chops for every meal?
"Soldiers are people, not things. Some places in your "Zheng Zi's Art of War" are indeed too general. Just like now, it has been more than a month since we set off from Shengle City. Although the soldiers are not homesick, they are tired here. It has indeed reached a certain level, so I let them enjoy themselves for the past two days."
Hearing this, Zheng Fan nodded, thoughtfully. He knew clearly that Tian Wujing was teaching him very specifically.
"No matter how strong the soldiers and horses are, once their morale is low, problems will arise. As a general, you not only need to care about the food, grass and food of the soldiers, but you should also empathize with them. The so-called soldiers are of one mind, not only means that you go to them and get one together. Just a spoon to eat a meal.”
"Yes."
"As a general, you should not be too close to your soldiers. If you are too close, the soldiers will not be afraid of you; nor should you be too distant from the soldiers. If you are too distant, the soldiers will definitely turn away from you. There is also a degree here that you need to figure out."
Zheng Fan continued to nod.
"There is no need to worry about the 2 troops on the left and right. After they arrive in two days, our army can continue to march eastward to fight against the savages. The [-] troops along the way will not only burn, kill, and loot, but also burn, kill, and loot. They were all picked off by us, and everyone from the generals to the soldiers were actually holding back a sense of anger.
In fact, there is competition between them. They don't want to wait until the battle is over and go back to discuss their merits. They actually haven't even fought a decent battle. "
"Yes."
"Keep these in mind."
"I will understand at the end."
"We, Dayan, will use our troops in the future, whether we continue to march to the snowfields, go to the desert, or go south to attack Qiang, it will be an expedition with a lot of troops, and the distance is extremely long, so how to maintain the morale of the soldiers and horses here is extremely important."
Zheng Fan nodded like a peck of rice, and he had to maintain an extremely sincere expression of gratitude.
At this time, a group of soldiers in the distance seemed to be eating and drinking too much and started singing.
The songs of the Yan people have a kind of heroism that belongs to the Yan people. They are very wild and lofty. Gradually, more and more people are listening to it.
At this time, the military songs had not actually come out yet. What they sang were also local folk songs from Yinlang County. After all, most of the veterans of the Jingnan Army were from Yinlang County.
This reminded Zheng Fan that after the battle was over, he could write a military song or something for his troops, which would also enhance their cohesion.
At this time, several generals gathered over to propose a toast to Marquis Jingnan.
The wine is milk wine, with a low alcohol content. People who don’t usually drink it are really not used to it. However, at this time, alcoholic drinks are already considered very good, and no one will be picky about it.
"Happy Lord Marquis!"
"Happy Lord Marquis!"
All the generals knelt down and raised their wine bowls.
On the day of Wanfu Festival, we wish each other good luck, which means good health and no illness.
Tian Wujing silently picked up the caramel milk tea that Zheng Fan had just cooked for him.
After a moment of false respect,
Then everyone drank it together.
They were all tough men in the army. These generals were not as thick-skinned as Zheng Fan, and they did not dare to smile playfully at Tian Wujing like Zheng Fan.
But when the emotions are vented,
Everyone raised their arms together,
Shouting:
"Happy Lord Marquis, long blessings little Marquis!"
Of course everyone in the Jingnan Army knew about Mrs. Tian Wujing's pregnancy.
At first, only a few generals were shouting. Soon, more and more soldiers around began to raise their arms and shout:
"Happy Lord Marquis, long blessings little Marquis!"
Then,
Tens of thousands of people in the entire military camp began to chant together:
"My Lord Marquis is blessed, my little Marquis is blessed! My Lord Marquis is blessed, my little Marquis is blessed!"
Zheng Chengshou continued to make caramel milk tea silently and did not join in the fun.
Nima,
The feeling of this group of people shouting Wan Wan Fu is the same as shouting "Long live".
And Zheng Fan knew that most people here probably shouted "Long live forever" in their hearts.
The undercurrent is already raging.
No, to be precise, it started rippling very early.
In the eyes of these Qiu Ba, the opinions of scholars and the common people towards their princes are all nonsense.
With the knife in hand, I dare to tell God to shut up!
Jingnanhou has been in charge of the Jingnan Army for more than ten years. His influence is reflected in all aspects of the Jingnan Army. As Jingnanhou leads everyone to win one victory after another, this influence begins to gradually Transformed into a cult of personality.
Simultaneously,
The whole camp was shouting "Hail the little marquis", and no one wanted to add a (or) little princess.
This may be an omission, or it may be a blessing. After all, wishing you a boy will still be auspicious words even in many places in later generations, let alone in this era.
But, is it really just that?
Zheng Fan grabbed a handful of tea leaves and threw them into the small jar.
The whole army is thinking about the young marquis, because it means that the Marquis of Jingnan will have an heir, it means that the Tian family will have an heir, and it also means that the Jingnan Army... has an heir.
Although there have been rumors from the outside world that Zhenbei Hou has a son, a very mysterious son who grew up in the army. No one knows who he is, but no one is sure whether it is true or false;
But at least on the surface, there is only one princess in the Zhenbei Hou Mansion. Now that the second prince has entered the East Palace and became the crown prince, it should also be put on the agenda for the princess of the Zhenbei Hou Mansion to enter Yanjing and become the crown prince. .
In the future, if nothing unexpected happens, the emperor's grandson of the Yan Kingdom will be the grandson of the Zhenbei Hou Mansion, with half of the blood of the Li family flowing in his body.
Although the second prince is Tian Wujing's nephew, if Tian Wujing has his own son,
A nephew is nothing in front of his own son.
For a time,
Zheng Fan was a little stunned.
What he and Marquis Jingnan said more than a month ago in the Tianduan Mountains suddenly came to mind.
Tian Wujing said he wanted a daughter.
Zheng Fan's back suddenly started to feel cold.
in case,
The cuckoo gave birth to a boy,
What will happen?
(End of this chapter)