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Chapter 92 The Five Lakes Company Under the Pillow-1

In a large open space in Raozhou Camp, more than hundreds of soldiers sat on the ground around the stoves of all sizes. Everyone looked at the middle of the camp. The Huotou Army, who arrived in advance, had already boiled a pot of water. The half-fat and half-slim piece of pork was rising and falling in the pot, and the meat smelled, almost hooked out the souls and couldn't help swallowing.

"I heard that Ya Bianbat has meat to eat every day." Xu Shiqi said enviously.

"Scared," Ma Yuanyi sneered, "You can sacrifice your life to eat meat, and you must have the ability to do it. The one who is not a big brother who fights like a fight, and who also fights for food." After this, a commotion broke out in the camp. The meat was cooked, and the Huotou Army took out large pieces of meat from the pot and cut it into pieces as thick as a little finger, half a palm-sized piece of meat, and the smell of cooked meat became stronger and stronger. Ma Yuanyi couldn't help licking his lips.

"Send steamed buns, send steamed buns!" Accompanied by the Huotou Army, the captains of each team came forward to get the steamed buns one by one, and the steamed buns were quickly sent to the soldiers. Before they could enter the mouth, Ma Yuanyi turned the steamed buns open and exposed the thick piece of meat. A piece of fat meat, as white as snow in the sun, shining with crystal clear light, and narrow shreds of meat were connected to the edges of the fat meat.

Xu Shiqi couldn't help but whisper: "Brother Ma is so lucky, so big piece of fat!"

Ma Yuanyi smiled proudly at him, then carefully picked up the slices of meat and bit it gently. He felt it melted in his mouth and was covered in oil. He was so comfortable that every pore in his body was about to open.

"This is the steamed bun that the commander gave," Ma Yuanyi swallowed the mouthful and sighed with satisfaction, "It's so glorious!"

Xu Shiqi also held the steamed bun with meat in his arms and looked at the steaming pot in the middle of the camp, his eyes flashing. "I want to eat meat, I want to eat meat, I want to eat meat. Eat meat every meal." A voice was like a devil, and it kept ringing in his mind. A paw seemed to break out of his belly and grabbed the steamed bun in one hand.

Not far away, the soldiers began to cheer. Commander Zhao Xingde came to the middle of the soldiers, found a pot and sat down cross-legged, made a bowl of porridge mixed with chestnuts and wild vegetables, and started drinking calmly.

"Even the pacifiers of these roads," Zhao Xingde smiled at Zhang Jiurong beside him, "It's not as good as I've tasted all the flavors of various prefectures and counties. Zhao is really lucky!"

"Yes, yes." Zhang Jiurong nodded. His face pretended to be calm, but his trembling hands exposed the excitement in his chest.

"Since your camp entered Shuzhou, are you not used to it?" Zhao Xingde asked with a kind look, "What are the complaints about military affairs, food and wages?"

"No, no." Zhang Jiurong shook his head vigorously, afraid that Zhao Xingde would misunderstand.

Although he was in the army, he was like a master who had just been caught from the study where he was taking the exam. It was really hard to understand the actual situation in the camp from him. In addition to studying military books and strategies, Zhang Jiurong almost handed over all the civil affairs in the camp to his subordinates. Not only did he become a hand-off manager, but he also pointed at him from time to time. Fortunately, there were many people in the Zhang family in Raozhou. Although his subordinates were suffering, they were considered to be dedicated to their efforts, but they looked down on this Shangguan privately. Zhao Xingde sighed in his heart. Zhang Jiurong's mind was like a mud, and he was considered an "old man". Despite this, Zhao Xingde still did not control the officer lightly, and he only spoke kindly to enlighten him every time.

Zhao Xingde pondered and said, "Since that's the case, let's listen to the confession of the soldiers."

This is also a common practice. Every time Zhao Xingde inspects the camp, he listens to the military soldiers' confessions when he eats with the soldiers. There is also a rule that in order to avoid the difficulty of the officers in the camp, any military soldiers who are in the camp will be taken away by Zhao Xingde and enter the central army camp if they are not sarcastic. Compared with Lu Mingyu and Luo Xianshi's left and right troops, the number of military soldiers guarding Zhao Xingde is very small, with only about a thousand people, of which hundreds are the Ya Bing Battalion commanded by Du Chujiao, and the other one or two hundred are ordinary military soldiers who were brought into the central army because of the confession. These people left the base camp full of fellow villagers, and the food and salary of the soldiers who were not qualified to be selected into the Ya Bing Battalion were no different from the ordinary camp. The commander Zhao Xingde himself was not fortunate to enter the left and right personal soldiers. Therefore, if there were no real injustice or dissatisfaction, the military soldiers would not express their feelings to the commander. On the contrary, the officers would not be disgusted or resisted too much.

"The commander listened to the old love!" "The old love!"

The commander's personal soldiers beat the gong and walked twice. These people had resolved the grievances because of the confession. Therefore, they looked very serious, as if they were doing something extremely sacred. However, no one from the Raozhou Camp stood up. Some looked curiously at the commander's personal soldiers. When the soldiers saw it, they turned to the beginning. This battalion was all fellow villagers, and they looked down without looking up. If it weren't for the deep hatred, who would have been willing to steal the matter to the commander and exiled themselves from the Raozhou Camp.

In this case, most of the battalions were like this. Zhao Xingde saw it and knew it clearly. He smiled secretly: "It seems that Zhang Jiurong has a good governance of the army. Raozhou Camp is not a piece of loose sand." He picked up the big name of the rough porcelain, "There is a military strategy, and those with the same desire as the top and bottom will win. With a glass of water and wine, I will respect the brothers of Raozhou Camp to expel the northern barbarians in the future and drink with you again!"

"Thank you General Zhao!" Zhang Jiurong picked up the wine bowl with a little flattered look.

"Thank you!" "Thank you General Zhao!"

The whole Raozhou camp held up the bowls, and the sound was loud. Because of the lack of food during the war, the water wine was genuine. It was poured into a jar of wine into a large jar of water, with a slight smell of wine. What was rare was the commander's respect for each other. Everyone was happy, and the slightly awkward atmosphere just now disappeared because no one had expressed their feelings.

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The Henghai Army was originally one of the few elite naval armies of the Song Dynasty. After the northern enemy invaded the south, Jingdong Road was expanded, and its military capacity was even better than before. Han Shizhong led the navy south to aid Hubei, and there were hundreds of warships, more than 10,000 soldiers and thousands of warhors. Compared with the Zhenguo Army and Baoyi Army's warships, the Henghai Army's sea hull was particularly tall in size. The largest warship could not only carry hundreds of soldiers, various food and grass and daily necessities, which was enough to drift on the sea for more than a month. Some officers also placed their families on the ships to show that they would never give up the warships and share life and death with their robes.

The Heng Navy's fleet sailed in a mighty manner in the river. There were many small boats outside. Most of these ships were surrendered troops and water bandits who were captured along the way through the sea and up the river. Most of the sea fleets were 2,400 warships. The side of the ship was built with wooden walls for sailors to defend. The bow and stern of the ship were constructed with thick wood in the battle building, with crossbows, storms, and slaloms, and slaloms, and slaloms. In addition to style and paddles, many warships also had treadmill wheels protected by thick skirts.

In the middle of ordinary warships, there is a warship that is the ship of Han Shizhong, the commander of the Heng Navy. It is like a marshal in the army. Its height and length are far greater than that of ordinary seaships. Although the hull is huge, it is never clumsy. There are several masts of all sizes on the ship, and sails of various shapes capture winds in various directions, turning them into navigation power. There are also dense water wheels on both sides of the ship, with as many as thirty or forty, and they can move forward and retreat freely even when there is no wind.

In the cabin, Han Shizhong carried his hands on his back and spread two letters on the table behind him. One came from Qingzhou, and the pacifier Hou Huanyin specially sent a letter to remind him that he must act seriously in the decisive battle with the Liao army, and do not take away the fire from others, which would damage the children of the Henghai Army's Jingdong. If the war is unfavorable, the Henghai Army will give up aid to Hubei and retreat to the lower reaches of the Yangtze River, and strive to capture Jiangning and Hangzhou, and operate the Jianghuai area near the sea. The other letter came from Yue Fei, the governor of Zhenguo Army, and asked him to go and discuss the defeat of the Liao army.

Over the years, Han Shizhong first followed Wang Yan to fight Fang La in the south. After changing commanders in the southeast, he was excluded and forced to go to Jingdong. However, he was lucky in disguise and returned to the Hebei camp to deploy Wang Yan's rule. Wang Yan relied on this old subordinate and took great care of him. He tacitly allowed Han Shizhong to do business with Liaodong, imitated the Han army's artillery warships to build new ships, and further trained and expanded the Henghai Army. The northern enemy invaded the south. After Wang Yan died in battle, the Hebei camp was scattered. The pacifier Hou Huanyin was also wise and gave him almost all the troops and horses on the entire Jingdong Road to command. After defeating the Liao army's navy, Han Shizhong also went from an unknown officer to a famous general who was well-known in the world. As his power and fame grew, the interests he had to weigh were much more than before.

To be fair, Hou Huanyin's letter proved Yue Fei's concern. "If Ezhou is lost, with the power of a single army in the sea and more than 10,000 troops, how can we protect Jiangning?" He smiled helplessly, "If the Liao army captured Bianliang and Xiangyang, the situation would be destined. Why can't Hou understand it?" However, he had never spoken to these ideas. In the eyes of others, Hou Huanyin had a favor to him and had the grace of knowing him. Han Shizhong did not want to make people say that he was an ungrateful villain.

Looking at the hundreds of boats competing on the river, Han Shizhong was reluctant to make up his mind and sighed deeply.

A stream of tiny steps came to my back, and the person who came heard this long sigh, was stunned, and then stopped. The sound of flipping letters sounded behind him, and Han Shizhong did not turn around and drink. Without his permission, only one person dared to do this. Although the wife was not very innocent, she acted decisively and wisely. When Han Shizhong was in trouble, she often asked her.
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