Boats of different sizes sailed on the Puyang River, and got off the boat very quickly, but they were also very bumpy. Peng Feng leaned against the cabin wall, holding a javelin in his arms, and wiped the sweat from his palms on his clothes with both hands.

"Are you nervous?" Liang Sheng asked laughed, "Boy, tell you that the Qian family guards have killed countless Japanese pirates in the past three or four years. The Southeast army is not as good as us in terms of elite troops, so don't be embarrassed!"

"Who is nervous!" Peng Feng muttered, but was startled by his dry throat.

"Spit." Wang Yi on the other side patted Peng Feng's shoulder and "Spit a mouthful."

Peng Feng pursed his lips silly, his throat moved, and then stood there stiffly, his mouth couldn't open.

"Raw melon and egg seeds." Liang Sheng laughed and said, "When you are nervous, you will be spitting out. Brother Wang is laughing at you."

Wang Yi smiled and turned his head and glanced at him. He looked at the old people with a smile. Those who pursed their lips and secreted their saliva were all new people. There were also several new people who spit on the boat board in a demonstration style... There were not many such stupid and bold people after all. Liang Sheng, who joined the team last year, was such a person. He was promoted to Wang Yi's deputy for more than half a year.

"Where should I spit it?" Liang Sheng kicked it with a weak kick, "Now you are brave. Don't shrink back then, and don't rush forward with a rash look. If you lose your head, don't say that grandpa didn't warn you!"

"I know." A new guard smiled and said, "I remember it firmly."

Others teased: "Of course I remember it, my butt was called out!"

"That's not as thick as you!"

Amid the laughter of laughter, the nervous atmosphere slowly faded away, and Peng Feng seemed to be less nervous. He took a deep breath, held the javelin tightly in his hand, and made an assassination action.

Peng Feng is from Pengxi Town, his grandfather is a juren. He died tragically by the Japanese pirates four years ago. His father was also cut off his right arm by the Japanese pirates that year. Two of his three brothers died in battle.

He told himself in his heart... I am not afraid of death. My grandfather and father and brother's blood debts were recovered by me. Although I have studied the scriptures hard since I was a child and have no diligence in all limbs and no grains, in the past two months, he has been impressive during his training in Yiwu. His strength is not great, but he can often win with armed forces in the army.

The long trumpets outside were heard one after another.

"Full sail..."

"Full sail..."

Liang Sheng calculated the time in his mind, got up and walked to the center of the cabin, "It's almost coming, everyone is ready to prepare. They have been training in Yiwu for more than a month. Yang Wen and Zhang San are both known as elites under their command, and they will definitely defeat the Japanese pirates in this battle."

"But I just said that the elites in the southeast, the Qian family guards are the top ones, so don't lose their chains. After the war, there is no shortage of silver, land, and pensions!"

The loud response and rush out of the cabin, causing Yang Wen on the ship next to him to turn his head and smile, "Look, it's Liang Sheng again..."

"Look, it seems like it's the young master!" Zhang San, who was next to him, interrupted and pointed to the oncoming ship in front of him.

Qian Yuan, who was pulled onto the boat, was panting. He just stood still and said, "You can't walk on the Xixing Canal, you're blocked by the Japanese pirates!"

Qi Jimei said in surprise: "The battle situation is so bad? Shanyin..."

"map."

Qian Yuan pushed open the water tube handed over by Zhang San, "In Huzhou, there was a White Lotus Sect in Jiaxing, Yu Dayou captured and killed the thief. The rest fled from the sea to Shaoxing and gathered on the Qianqing River, but this morning it blocked the Xixing Canal, Qianqing River, and Sanjiangkou of Puyang River.

Zhejiang Governor Wu Baipeng led his army to attack, but found that Japanese pirates came from the Xixing Canal on a boat, and the Shanyin city wall collapsed, and they were in danger..."

“Abandoned the boat and walk?”

"Yes, walk to help Shanyin." Qian Yuan expanded the map, "Puyang Town is ahead. Get off the boat and walk to the northeast. It takes about 40 or 50 miles to reach Shanyin."

"That armour?"

"Carry it!" Qian Yuan said sternly: "Shanyin City is broken, the situation is broken, Japanese pirates are swarming in, and it is out of control!"

"I sent an order to get off the boat in Puyang Town. I have asked me to collect mules and horses in the town, prepare dry food and clean water."

"You are responsible for the march, but the Qian family guards are at the forefront."

An hour later, outside Puyang Town, Wang Yi led 200 guards to go first, and Liang Sheng looked back at Yang Wen and Zhang San, looking proudly with his waist on his back.

Rows of soldiers passed by Qian Yuan, in a team of thirty people, each holding blades, javelins, short spears, and long weapons on a large cart dragged by mules and horses. Of course, if mules and horses cannot pass on the road, they can only carry them. After all, the official roads in this era were not popular in the north with flat terrain, let alone the southeast where the ravines and ravines were crisscrossed.

"A total of 1,200 people were brought in, half of whom were veterans who experienced the Jiaxing War last year." Qi Jimei whispered: "It's a pity that Zhou Ze was still in Linhai with the Bird Gun Team, otherwise he could help."

"You can't hit it without a bird gun?" Qian Yuan snorted, "If you can save Shanyin and make military achievements, I will protect you a guerrilla general within a year. If Shanyin City is broken, you can get back to Ningbo!"

"Then your face will be greatly lost." Qi Jimei's face was a little stiff. He has never been famous in history. Although he was the general, he was always covered by the light of his brother Qi Jimei. In this life, Qi Jimei left Qi Jiguang and showed her first glory in the two battles of Jiaxing Prefecture.

It has to be said that within a century when information dissemination is backward and there is no large-scale war, military talents are most likely to be produced by generals. Qi Jiguang, Lu Tong, Yu Dayou, Tang Kekuan, and Hou Jigao are all from the Wei Institute. Lu Bin and Qi Jimei, who emerged in this life, may be slightly inferior to those famous generals in history, but in general, they are on the same level.

Two hundred Qian family guards went first, leaving a small team of thirty guards for Qian Yuan, and a hundred wolf clay soldiers who were allocated half a month ago were around the outside.

More than 1,200 soldiers were divided into four posts, each post was led by a general, wearing iron armor and red tassels on his head. Each post was equipped with six teams, each team had thirty people, with chief and deputy captains, wearing leather armor, and soldiers were equipped with various types of military weapons.

The general was set up a personal guard team, mainly wolf clay soldiers, and the recruited village soldiers were supplemented by about fifty people. There should have been a logistics and supplies team, but they were all in Taizhou. They couldn't catch up with this battle, so they could only temporarily recruit some young and strong people from Yiwu to make up for the numbers.

"What is that?"

Hearing Qian Yuan’s question, a guard looked carefully before saying, “The dry food brought by Yiwu, some meat, rice, pots, and large trucks can’t even hold the weapons, so he can only be carried by the strong man.”

"Go and carry it."

"Young Master?"

Qian Yuan pulled up the hem of his clothes and stuffed it on his belt. He quickly walked over to pick up a sack, swung it up and carried it on his shoulders.

Qi Jimei followed in a panic and advised: "Zhancai, why bother to do this? I'll get a carriage again..."

"More than a thousand troops, where should you be?" Qian Yuan said coldly.

Qi Jimei was stunned for a moment, withdrew her hand that was already touching the sack, walked forward hesitantly, and took a few steps to wink at the guards beside her.

"The Lord General died, and all the personal guards were killed." Qian Yuan pointed at the front with one hand, "The Qian family guards were the same. Leave four people down, and the rest went to the front."

Qi Jimei's personal guards were a little hesitant, but the Qian family guards walked forward without hesitation. Peng Feng, who was pushed, accelerated his pace and couldn't help but look back at the figure carrying a sack.

Peng Feng, who once dreamed of being a juren, could hardly imagine this move, but when he quickly walked to the forefront of the entire army, Wang Yi and Liang Sheng already knew it.

Peng Feng looked back and saw that in the army like a long dragon, he could only occasionally hear the sound of armies colliding, and an invisible murderous aura soared into the sky.

How to maintain morale among the army?

This is a difficult problem for any general, so the flying general Li Guang and the champion Hou Huo Qubing would acquiesce or even instigate the robbery of their soldiers. The Mongolian army that swept the world would break the city for three days without washing their knives.

Now, more than a thousand soldiers have to cross mountains and ridges and run dozens of miles of mountains, and then fight against at least the number of brutal Japanese pirates who are no less than themselves. The illusory post-war rewards will not have an immediate effect on morale.

But Qian Yuan believes that there are many ways to boost morale, and sharing weal and woe is also one of them.

To put it more darker, Qian Yuan drove Qi Jimei's personal guards and Qian's guards forward, just to ask them to spread this move across the entire army.
Chapter completed!