Unlike the regular army camps from the same country and the local Yinhu in Hezhong, the military government recruits the army camps and deliberately do not let their fellow villagers join each other. Therefore, it is not uncommon for soldiers from the same battalion to speak in various dialects and even in various languages. Because of this, whether it is the General's Mansion or Chen Ang, there are the army camps that leave the Western Expedition Army in the rear to transport food and grass. In their eyes, if there is not enough military pay and grass, the recruited army training cannot fight at all. This is especially true for those recruiters who are from labor and disciples. Even the plot of defending the countryside in ordinary army training is completely invisible to these people. Their recruitment is to fill their stomachs and save money. For them, the military camp is just another factory. It can be said that whoever gives them military pay and grass will fight for whom, and they have no loyalty to anyone.

In the recruited musket camp, the main way for communication between officers and regiment training is military orders and rewards.

On the contrary, the recruiters did not sympathize with the fear and pain suffered by the people in various parts of the river. The workers from Kanto were more concerned about the progress of the war in the Song and Liao dynasties.

They tried every means to inquire about the news in Kanto, or gathered together to speculate and discuss. Even if they were concerned about the war in the river, they were only worried about their own safety. In the musket camp, the officers mainly rely on military discipline to maintain the battalion. However, when the chaos in the river was in chaos, the speed of the army's morale was as if an object had landed on the ground. As time went by, its momentum became more and more powerful. There were thousands of miles of deserted land, and most of the regiments were trained by the residents who were unknown to us.

The soldiers stayed in the military camp entirely because of fear. No one talked about fighting rebellions, fighting wars, and they only calculated how many months of military pay had not been paid, how to save their lives. At the same time, some guys with ulterior motives began to connect in the army. Some people were secretly discussing the latest price offered by Kang Guo. As long as they defected, King Kang not only could he not blame the past, but could also immediately make up for the accumulated military pay. This was really a generous and generous condition.

"I didn't expect that in the future of my Daxia, I would have to rely on such a group of scum to fight the war."

Wang Heng stood on the mountain on a horse, looking out to the west while whispering.

Liu Hua nodded. Since the commander-in-chief transferred from the marching department to the guardian, he had never been so worried.

Undercurrents surged in the camp. Lord Wang climbed high and looked at him every day, so anxious that he was about to jump into his throat.

Seeing the red sun setting westward, Liu Hua smiled bitterly and shook his head, saying, "It's another day, sir, let's go back first."

"It's all the far water that cannot quench the nearest thirst. Just let the Dukes of Anbei or His Highness lead the troops to quell the rebellion." Wang Heng complained in a muffled voice.

"Since the five palaces have selected generals, I guess they have considered it all." Liu Hua said disapprovingly.

Wang Heng snorted, these officers from the Firearms Department always had inexplicable confidence in Zhao Xingde. It seemed that all the problems of this person were solved. Wang Heng did not doubt Zhao Xingde's merits in fighting south and north, but the officers of the Firearms Department's heartfelt awe and even superstition towards Zhao Xingde was extremely naive in his opinion. "Can he still surpass the elite troops of the Anbei Dukes, or the prestige of the Crown Prince?" Wang Heng thought to himself, "If he really can do everything, why didn't he fly over from Basra?" However, he was not a fool, he just complained. Wang Heng was not so reckless that he openly questioned General Zhang's decision, or inexplicably offend the future Shangguan.

For some purpose or some defense, General Zhang Shanfu, the marching chief, just played a secret chess and was unwilling to alarm the snake. The regiment training army near Huwen City had no subordinates, and there was no prestigious general to stay in Huwen. Perhaps in the strategy of the marching chief, Huwen Xingzhang was just a step back, and the first move was the soldiers who stayed in Cangcheng in various places in Hezhong. However, the soldiers in Hezhong were unable to attack Kang Guo, nor could they support the besieged Emperor Yuande. The hope of finally resolving the rebellion in Hezhong was back.

When he arrived at the shoulders of the Huwen Group, which seemed to be crowded but chaotic, the supplies of the luggage department were intermittent, and the news that General Zhang passed through the Military Information Department was intermittent, and Wang Heng couldn't help but feel worried. After receiving the news that Zhao Xingde was about to take office as a Huwen Group, Wang Heng was overjoyed, and then looked at him every day and looked forward to Zhao Xingde coming to host the finale as soon as possible. However, the army was thousands of miles away in the desert and Gobi, and although he was traveling twice, it was not possible to reach it in just a few days, but the situation was not waiting for anyone.

The red sun sanks down little by little. The mountains in the distance cast huge shadows on the desert, and crows in the sky form a formation.

The strong wind whistled, and Wang Heng and Liu Hua sighed almost at the same time. Another day passed, but the reinforcements still did not arrive.

"If you drag it down, I'm afraid that a side troop teacher will come over in Hezhong, and we will raise the white flag and mutiny." Wang Heng whispered.

He also knew that even if one person and three horses were calculating the journey, it would be unlikely that reinforcements would arrive today. But concern would be chaotic. Wang Heng patted his mount's neck helplessly and turned the horse's head down the mountain. Liu Hua's face was dull, and he was about to go back to the military camp to handle the unclear mess. He suddenly stood still, and he looked in doubt in his eyes. He raised his eyes and looked west hard. The sun set, and there was no trace of human figure on the horizon. However, the whistling wind seemed to be mixed with a different sound, as if it was a military song singing together during the march. Liu Hua raised his ears and carefully distinguished the shattered sounds that drifted with the wind.

During the march, the commanders often ordered the soldiers to sing military songs together. In order to relieve fatigue, the pace of the march was unified.

“Xinfeng Wine, Xianyang Tour,”

This was clearly the singing of the army marching. Liu Hua's face was happy and shouted loudly: "Sir Wang Stay!"

"It seems that a large army is coming!"

Wang Heng had not yet left, and shouted with a cry of silence. The clouds on his face flashed, and he turned back to look into the distance.

However, nothing is there.

"Liu Er, you want to fool me, this is not a joke." Wang Heng said angrily, "What army is there?"

However, Liu Hua did not apologize, but waved his hand and said, "Mr. Wang, listen carefully!"

At this time, the wind direction was blowing along, and the singing became more and more obvious.

"Who knows that he will not be suffering to the border court, even if he dies, he still hears that the chivalrous fragrance can break two carving arcs in one body. Thousands of cavalry are like sitting on a golden saddle and adjusting white feathers, and they shoot and kill the five Shanyu."

Wang Heng heard it carefully and found that it was indeed the sound of the army marching together. Although it was weak, it was like a strong grass of a wind, with an unyielding will, rising with the wind.

Wang Heng's face also changed. He couldn't help but jumped on the horse with the commander of the capital, looking westward. After a while, a group of people appeared in the sky.

This large army chariot and cavalry were also equipped with some soldiers walking on both sides of the chariot, and from west to east, it was like a long dragon slowly winding.

"Really?" At this moment, Wang Heng became nervous and shouted: "Look clearly, is it the banner of General Zhao?"

He was also concerned about the chaos, completely ignoring the distance between the army and without using the Qianli Mile Mile, he could not see the flag clearly.

"It must be General Zhao!" Liu Hua said without hesitation, "There will be no mistake!"

He looked into the distance and saw the army slowly coming from the mountains, Shanghei, Guanxi and Shanghei, and even the world, using black and red flags, except for the Southwest Sea Navy under Zhao Xingde. Although others may not know it, Liu Hua knew it very well. He was excited and said, "Sir Wang, wait a moment, I will go and ask clearly." Without waiting for Wang Heng to agree, he rode down the mountain.

"Oh, wait for me." Wang Heng shouted loudly, without even questioning, and had to ride a horse to follow him.

The two cavalry rushed towards the army one by one and one behind. They were stopped by the rangers about an arrow from the vanguard. They asked each other about the final analysis and determined that it was a friend but not an enemy. Then they were taken to a group of dirty infantrymen. "That is General Zhao." Seeing that the two were hesitant, the cavalry officer pointed to the officer carrying an iron gun in the lead and whispered, "Our department traveled a long distance and suffered a lot of horse-driving horses, and the soldiers fell ill. The general gave the mount to the sick soldiers." He pointed to the soldiers walking on both sides of the convoy. They looked alert and excited. Most of them carried iron guns and rifles. Although they were dusty, their every move was different from ordinary regiment training. While they were talking, several cavalry were stopped by a row of iron guns and rifles before they even reached the nearest.

Wang Heng and Liu Hua no longer hesitated, and got off the horse together, bowed and said, "Sir, please see General Zhao."

The two reported to Shangguan the situation of the Guwenxing camp and asked Zhao Xingde to start stabilizing the morale of the army as soon as possible.

"You don't have to be polite." Zhao Xingde waved his hand when he heard the two of them telling him their intentions, "Since that's the case, let's go to the military camp to calm the morale of the army." He turned to the staff officers and explained a few words, borrowing a horse from the cavalry officer.

"Sir," a staff officer dissuaded, "the army recruiting troops in the regiment camp is in chaos, if there are people with ulterior motives."

"What if something happens," another officer glared at Wang Heng and the others and scolded, "Can you bear the blame?"

"This," Wang Heng looked ugly, and then he realized that he was abrupt. If Zhao Xingde was led to the army like this, if something happened, it would not be possible for the two of them to bear it.

"It's okay." Zhao Xingde smiled instead. He looked at Wang Liu and the others who were a little embarrassed, and said with a smile, "I think that the training of the Musketball Camp is not a person who is in chaos. Their guns will never fire at Zhao."

He shook his head, not caring about everyone's worries, he climbed up his saddle and called on General Xu Liu to follow him without any hesitation, and headed towards the direction of the regiment training camp.
Chapter completed!