Chapter 55 Difficulty traveling

Luo Yujiao's presence here is Zhang Xuan's long-standing arrangement.

In order to move forward quickly, Zhang Xuan thought of all the ways. For example, entrusting the baggage to the old camp, which was also Luo Yujiao's face. Luo Dayen nodded and agreed. In order to save time for meals, Zhang Xuan asked the medical camp to walk slower in the morning and eat.

It's time to wait for them for a while so that Zhang Xuan's troops can avoid having to bury the pot and make rice.

Zhang Xuan had tried his best to arrange it, almost letting them walk sixty miles a day with nothing.

This speed may not be difficult for a healthy and strong young man, especially on the first day, but for these people, it is a lot of difficulties, for no other reason than that these people are too physically strong.

Too weak.

"Do you want me to stay and help you?" Luo Yujiao said while riding on the horse.

"No need." Zhang Xuan became more and more confused about what kind of attitude he should use to face Luo Yujiao. He avoided Luo Yujiao's eyes and said, "I can handle it here."

Luo Yujiao said with a bit of disappointment: "That's it, I'll leave."

Zhang Xuan said: "Be careful on the road, be careful of the government spies on the way."

When Luo Yujiao saw that she could not get a word to stay, she sighed in her heart, pulled the reins and said, "Drive." She rode away with more than a hundred people.

Zhang Xuan watched Luo Yujiao gradually disappearing away from her, and sighed slightly in his heart. Human beings are not grass and trees, how can they be ruthless?

How could Zhang Xuan not be moved by Luo Yujiao's behavior? Among the rebels, his future was hopeless, but among the officers and soldiers, Zhang Xuan could not find his place. Even if he set sail to the sea, it would be extremely difficult. The sea in this era

It's never a peaceful place.

And Luo Yujiao was too involved with the rebels. Zhang Xuan didn't know what to say.

If you can't give it to her, don't promise anything easily in the future. Zhang Xuan naturally knows this truth. He deliberately avoids Luo Yujiao, but Zhang Xuan has little qualifications in Cao's camp, and it is difficult to move forward without relying on Luo Yujiao's connections.

"Am I a little too shameless?" Zhang Xuan sometimes asks himself.

However, he quickly gave up this idea.

Now, when I have no time to be morally obsessive, survival is the first priority. Especially after entering Henan and realizing Henan's specialty---Lu Tong, I realized that surviving in this world is not a simple matter.

An easy thing.

"The time has come." Zhang Xuan said, "Get ready to go."

Under Zhang Xuan's urging, the team began to line up and move forward. However, their foundation was too weak. The dozens of miles of march in the morning had consumed too much of their physical strength. Not even an hour after leaving, Zhang Xuan

I found that the marching speed was getting slower and slower.

Not at the beginning

Sometimes some fell down.

Zhang Xuan was also a little tired.

In order to show that he shared the joys and sorrows with the team, Zhang Xuan did not ride a horse, and had to run in front and behind the team to deal with various emergencies, as well as the Ye Buhui led by Xiao Deng, who were rewarded again and again. The distance he marched was longer.

Far more than these soldiers.

Although Zhang Xuan was still in good health and had been trained after joining the rebel army, it was still a bit difficult for him to walk so far in one go. But he pretended that nothing had happened. He gritted his teeth and held on.

As time went by, Zhang Xuan found that he was the one who couldn't hold on.

Although the bodies of people in this era are far inferior to Zhang Xuan, their ability to endure hardships is far superior to Zhang Xuan's. Zhang Xuan is absolutely incomparable.

Xiaoya got off Xiao Hui and said, "Master, come and ride a horse."

"No." Zhang Xuan said, "I must share the joys and sorrows with them."

Zhang Xuan doesn't know how to lead troops. He just received some military training, but he has also seen Sun Tzu's Art of War. He regards soldiers as babies, so he can go to Shenxi with them.

They all died. The only thing Zhang Xuan could do was endure the pain of marching with these soldiers.

The longer he comes to this world, the more Zhang Xuan understands one thing. In this wave of blood from more than 50 million people to only more than 10 million people, only one out of five people can survive.

Amidst the tide, how can Zhang Xuan ensure that he can survive?

You must have power. Without power, you cannot even protect your own life or death. And what kind of power is the most important, of course, is military power.

Although there were only 500 people in front of him, including some half-year-old children, Zhang Xuan instinctively grasped the first piece of military power that he came into contact with, and did not dare to let it go.

After Zhang Xuan rejected Xiaoya, he kept his head down and tried to leave.

The sun didn't seem to show any sign of moving westward in the sky. I don't know how long it took, but the sky in the west was finally turned red by the sunlight, and Zhang Xuan finally saw the camp.

Cao Ying and Xian Ying were bounded by Guan Dao, with camps on the left and right sides.

In ancient times, the marching speed was mostly thirty miles a day, which was determined during the Spring and Autumn Period. The reason for this was that when the army marched, there was too much baggage and a large number of transportation tools, which were not as good as Zhang Xuan's.

The march was so light that it could no longer be light.

The second is the issue of camping.

Many armies stopped advancing in the afternoon. It was not because of anything else but the need to set up camp.

Later Zeng Guofan took this principle to the extreme, that is, to build a stronghold and fight stupidly. Luo Rucai and Zhang Xianzhong can also be called veteran generals. They won many battles and lost many battles. How could they not know the location of the camp?

importance, so they stopped early and set up camp.

large group of people

Madu cut down the surrounding trees and made a wooden wall. Above the official road, it was covered with antlers. There were passages connecting the two camps to each other, so that in case of emergency, the two battalions could support each other.

In fact, Zhang Xuan has seen this scene several times.

The marching speed in Sichuan was very fast, more than a hundred miles every day. When camping at that time, most of the buildings that still existed were used, like deserted villages or something. After leaving Sichuan and rushing all the way to Xiangyang, the road became even more urgent.

It’s not like I have ever set up camp honestly. However, after leaving Xiangyang, most of them camped like this.

However, at that time, Zhang Xuan never observed the camp carefully.

There is knowledge in many things. I am not afraid that you don’t know it. I am afraid that if you turn a blind eye, then you really can’t see it.

At this moment, from the perspective of a general, this camp naturally has a different feeling.

It was almost dark, and Zhang Xuan had no time to watch. He immediately arranged for all the soldiers to eat and rest. He also invited Licorice and Eucommia ulmoides to teach the soldiers and let them rub each other's feet. He also arranged

Barracks, etc.

It's not finished until it's dark.

Zhang Xuan lit an oil lamp, took out a "New Book of Ji Xiao" and read it slowly.

He had never studied so seriously. Although he only had a lamp like a bean, what he held was in traditional Chinese in vertical format. There were no punctuation marks and no annotations. He relied on Zhang Xuan to interpret it by himself. Every time he read a paragraph of text, he silently repeated it in his mind.

He read it several times before confirming that the expression was divided somewhere. There was no writing brush around him. He had to leave traces on the book with his fingernails.

"You go." Luo Yujiao looked at the lights inside Zhang Xuan's tent outside Zhang Xuan's tent and said to Xiaoya: "You go."

Xiaoya held a basin of hot water and said, "Yes."

"Wait a minute." Luo Yujiao said, "Wait a while, and when he asks, don't say, I asked you to come."

Xiaoya said to Luo Yujiao: "Xiaoya understands."

Luo Yujiao looked at Zhang Xuan's reflection reading on the tent and felt it was particularly charming. Luo Yujiao was also literate, but she had never studied seriously during her wandering life. She looked down upon all scholars.

The reason why she fell in love with Zhang Xuan was because of Zhang Xuan's bookish smell.

After all, Zhang Xuan has read books for more than ten years. Even though he doesn't feel it, outsiders can see the so-called difference in temperament at a glance. Since ancient times, people have had cultural worship, even thieves are no exception. Zhang Xuan himself did not feel it, but

I don't know, but he has already been treated favorably by everyone.

After Xiaoya soaked Zhang Xuan's feet with hot water, Zhang Xuan also fell asleep. He slept very lightly, fearing that he would not be able to get up tomorrow. So there was a string in his heart. The more the collapse, the harder it was to sleep peacefully. He didn't know what to do.
Chapter completed!