And in the natural barrier between Shenzhou (now Xinyang, Henan) and Anzhou (Anlu, Hubei/I was wrongly stated in the previous article) - the eastern foot of the Tongbai Mountains with a mountainous peak, and the peaks that meet the northern foot of the Dabie Mountains.

Just as he was in the muddy area of ​​varying depths, Su Wuming, the right general of the Third Army of Taiping, who was struggling with difficulty, suddenly felt a few sneezes, and Yihua rolled into the bushes. However, when he continued to slide down to outside the muddy mountain road, he grabbed the tree branch and was pulled back quickly by his left and right eyes.

Apart from the fact that a few wooden thorns were tied to the guard's hand, there was no harm, but the scarlet woolen buckle and bright silver steel armor were scratched and stained with a large area of ​​sludge and wet marks. The guards around him quickly got him half a pot of strong wine, and then poured it on Su Wuming's hand, which was grinning, and then he pushed it back:

"It's better to save some use. Before you find the next clean water source and a site that can make a fire, you won't be able to use it?"

"I'm not that delicate. When I followed the general of the old camp of Nufeng, I walked through a more difficult and difficult path than this?"

"You know, there will be many roads where no one can settle down, and everyone will forcefully climb over with their hands and feet; then use hoes and picks and sweat, and their lives will be driven out, which is known as 800 miles a mountain road!"

"We now have these equipment that can make roads through mountains and bridges through water, and rope ladders and joints that can be fixed on the cliff walls to take turns to climb, but where can we go?"

"With these convenient equipment, let alone these little swords, dry food backpacks, even dozens of firearms and pack horses weighing hundreds of pounds can be carried along!"

He was so nagging and encouraged his left and right, and continued to work hard to enter the new ground with one foot deep and one foot shallow. However, because the mountains came late, two short cold rains only caused the shortest distance to make this Yangyan wild path, which had the shortest distance to cross the ridge, become slippery mud and water-stuffing potholes everywhere.

Therefore, even if most soldiers wear military boots with high-top rubber and hard-covered iron-clad military boots, they will inevitably be accidentally poured into half of the cold mud, and the wet and smooth socks are soaked in the legs and thick socks, making people feel heavy and unable to move faster.

However, compared to the journeys that the old rebels such as Su Wuming and others had taken, they were nothing. Most of them didn't even have decent boots or shoes at that time; everyone had the means to use whatever they wanted.

For example, if you have good skills, use rice straw, wheat straw, vine, cattail and reed edges to make straw sandals commonly used by farmers to go to the fields, or tie two strands of strands on wooden pieces. The simplest result is to cut a piece of cloth to cover the foot, even if it is dealt with.

However, most of the time, due to the lack of material use, they could not even collect these simple methods, and could only wade through the rugged and dangerous mountains and rivers barefoot, and then accidentally get injured and ulcerated, or get frostbite in the ice and snow. By chance, they survived and seized a pair of useful shoes in the battle with the government army.

But they cherish and care about it, and they can't bear to wear it, and they can't bear to use it. When they encounter muddy paths, they simply tie their shoes to their waists and walk barefoot. As a result, they encounter an official army brigade or nearby earthen groups chasing them, and they can't even run away or run away. They just carry shoes that they haven't worn much, died on the spot or lost their lives in panic.

The old camp of the same surname, who was responsible for cutting off the rear of the Huang King, was almost destroyed in the battle that opened blood all the way; it was also the old chef of the same surname who was unpalatable but always had the ability to use all kinds of miscellaneous materials, but was consciously injured by arrows and could not get rid of them, and forced a pair of tattered steps to him;

Only in the end, Su Wuming was able to escape from the pursuit and shouting of killing in the mountains and fields, and then met Wang Pan. The last point led by Wang Toer was the remnants of the Nufeng Camp who had avoided the head-on conflict because he was a scout. Only in the unlucky situation of death, Su Wuming barely saved his life.

Therefore, when he survived in Canton and got his first new pair of shoes in his life because of the new monk's head, he didn't know how to describe his mixed feelings. Therefore, while he couldn't let go of his feet, he naturally followed the cumbersome rules of washing feet, soaking feet, and wearing leggings and socks every day, just to maintain these shoes well for longer.

However, just like days when he became stable and abundant day by day, before he could wear these steps, he got another pair of short boots with fresh leather flavor, followed by clothes, blankets, hoods and hats that were both inside and outside; then with better protection inlaid armor and thick scale armor...

It seemed that after meeting that person, the lives of these old brothers were getting better day by day, and the treatment and situation in the army became more and more abundant. But he became a little nervous and confused. He saw that the "monk's head" was step by step to the most supreme position in the world, but his knowledge, his insights, and his methods of dealing with things seemed to be gradually getting worse and worse. The new students from the big lecture halls, or those who were scrambling to become effective and followers.

After all, he was just a maid's son who didn't even know who his father was. He was lucky enough to get the owner's surname and was just a servant named Su Sanxiao. Passing by the tide of refugees who had a big family destroyed his owner's manor, he also allowed him, who was thrown away and waited for death, to carry him on another road in his life. Therefore, he gave himself the name Wuming, to commemorate the first half of his life who was confused and doing cows and horses.

Perhaps, it was like another old brother from a small vendor, who was born with a squinting eyes and said drunkenly when he was drinking with him; the rank of this Youlang General may be the end of their efforts to achieve; it was like the old acquaintance Lu Fang who wanted to transfer to local affairs. However, the arrival of the former old Shangguan/Jiangtou Wang Pan will fall into a certain low point and let them go, and they will be sobered up with bloody scolding and scolding them to wake up.

Since why do the Grand Commander not use it, but instead use them as the assistant of the army to specialize in daily affairs? It is not because they are old brothers who can be trusted, but also because they have great grudges and gentry in the past. They have great grudges and grudges in the past. They are also the backbone of the righteousness and great cause that the Taiping Army has always upheld.

Otherwise, there would be more than a million speculators in this world as the rise of the Taiping Army were trying to gather under their command; there were also many high-ranking officials and nobles from the previous dynasty, and local famous scholars, who would be more powerful and capable than any of them, who were as humble as dusty as mud legs.

And they were even less qualified to live up to the trust and hope of the Grand Commander. Because behind them was not the interests and gains and losses of their own family, but also the many miserable people who were always fighting for the unremitting wishes of the war in order to resist the injustice of the world.

Besides, even Lao Guan and Cheng Dayi, who were in the Seventh and Eighth Army, were close friends who were originally from a weak family but were arranged to be independent. They were not stingy to ask their subordinates for advice, and even asked themselves to go to the lecture hall to re-educate the military strategy and military strategy. What reason do they, the generals and generals who were not qualified to be old, stay in their original place without any intention of making progress and continue to mourn themselves?

So he asked for such a task to lead the light troops to cover up the attack. Even though he was not as good as the newcomers in terms of knowledge and talent, at least in terms of hardship and perseverance, he still believed that not many people could compare to it, right? Su Wuming thought so silently, as if he felt that his feet were filled with mud and his feet were almost unconsciously tired, all of which seemed to have relieved a lot.

At this time, the front team, as the first move, suddenly stopped, and in the whispering of the command, a certain expression of relief and relaxation appeared one after another. A thin scout covered in a green cloak of mottled grass but was stained with mud and muddy by the mud, fell from the climbing tree and reported:

"Youlang! There has been a location suspected to be Wuyang Pass (now Wusheng Pass in Xinyang, Henan) in front of you."

Breaking apart the yellowed bushes, the winding winding mountain path gradually descending, and the increasingly low-lying east-west mountain intersection and frame, a perfect place was embedded in the lowest point of the mountain pass, and the gray-brown adobe city was exposed to wind, frost, rain and snow, and appeared in front of this tired journey full of mud.

Through Su Wuming taking out a single-eyed long-drilling mirror, you can even see the defenders who were sitting around the head of Guan City Wall, sitting around or leaning against the battlements and wall plates. They were too lazy to move for so long, and they looked dead, so if they didn't know how to look closely, they were also a dead city.

Su Wuming couldn't help but feel excited, and encouraged him again with a hoarse voice:

"Brothers, please work harder, maybe we can rest there for a while..."

"promise.."

There was a low roar from left and right, and said: However, even though you could see Guancheng in your sight, it still took a lot of time and effort to walk from the mountain to the road below. Many soldiers were too tired and tired, and people slipped or rolled down from time to time during the climbing down with their hands and feet.

Fortunately, even though Su Wuming's team had moved to the edge of the winding mountain road, there was no movement or response on the other side of the city, as if it had not been noticed. However, when rechecking the equipment and luggage, it was found that some of the firearms brought over the mountains and rivers were damaged a lot during the rolling and bumps down the mountain;

The medicine bag in the bag was scraped and spilled out, or was soaked with mud and water. Therefore, the remaining amount was only enough to fight a short battle. Despite this, Su Wuming was still full of determination to win the next battle. At least these men and horses were selected from more than a dozen mountain barracks, and were good at climbing and surging. Even if there was no conventional battle with firearms, they were also first-class players.
Chapter completed!