Noon has passed and the sun is gone. It is a good time to march and fight.

However, Jiang Zhe often feels that the temperature this year is lower than in his previous life.

But these are not the point now. Behind him are two thousand well-equipped light and heavy cavalry, and according to his instructions, they bring their own dry food and supplies. One person brings two horses, and even three tiger and leopard cavalry.

A walking horse is used for marching, and a pack horse is used to transport armor and other materials. As for the precious strategic materials such as war horses, of course, they will only be ridden when fighting.

"General, the army is full and we are waiting for your order." Wu Lang inspected it over and over again, and only dared to report to Jiang Zhe after confirming that no one deserted.

"Very well, the whole army set off!"

With a wave of Jiang Zhe's hand, nearly [-] horses of various types, of course, and donkeys mixed in, the dust kicked up by the hoofs covered the sky and the sun.

"Will this really cause PM2.5 to exceed the standard?"

"General, what are you talking about?"

"No, no." Jiang Zhe quickly waved his hand to tell Wu Lang to be fine and not to pay attention to these things.

Wu Lang turned around and glanced at the marching team. There was a strange-looking thing pulling three horses and trying its best to keep up with the marching team.

"General, if you are tired or uncomfortable, the general has prepared a carriage for you to rest."

Jiang Zhe took a look, my good guy, it really was a canopy carriage, and the personal belongings he brought were neatly stacked on the carriage.

There is also the Mingguang armor that Prime Minister Cao sent this morning before departure, lying quietly in the carriage.

Take a closer look at Jiang Zhe's "Fuck" blurted out.

In order to prevent the things on the carriage from being scattered or even falling, Wu Lang thoughtfully arranged a small official on the carriage, but after a closer look, this is not an ordinary small official.

This is Xiahouba, the youngest son of the Xiahou family!

In fact, Jiang Zhe really didn't punish him much after Xia Houba made a challenge to the newly appointed general, not to mention Guangzong Yaozu, who would also have a bad name on the genealogy for thousands of years.

It was nothing more than small tasks such as carrying water, sweeping the floor and cleaning the toilet, but he was temporarily exempted from his position.

In fact, he is just a big soldier, and if he is dismissed, only the cooking class or cleaners are suitable for him.

However, because he was saved from death, Xia Houba not only had no complaints, but even worked very hard, feeling quite happy about it.

Even the toilets cleaned were well received by comrades in arms.

"Medium", Jiang Zhe looked at this young man who was not much different from his own age, showing relief.

——It seems that my reputation will leave an indelible shadow in his heart.

"Return (Wu Lang's word), you go and call me that kid from the house of your uncle, seven aunts and eight aunts."

Wu Lang immediately drove his horse and brought Xia Houba to the general.

"General, is your name young?" Xia Houba's respectful expression completely lost the limelight he once had.

Jiang Zhe glanced at the commoner in front of him, "Are you literate?"

"I have attended school for seven or eight years."

"Have you read military books?"

"Father and grandpa personally taught in the early years."

"Okay, why are you still a little soldier with such a solid foundation? What else do you have besides the bright light armor given by your family!"

For some reason, Jiang Zhe suddenly understood the former teacher's mentality of hating iron but not steel.

Xia Houba was stunned by Jiang Zhe for a long time, and replied tremblingly: "Little man...he has a bad temper and has not been promoted, and he is like a straw bag when he has a lot of ink."

The answer is good, Jiang Zhe is very satisfied, he naturally has good juice to eat.

"Xiaoba, how about you stay by my side from now on and be my personal attendant temporarily." Jiang Zhe glanced at the carriage behind him again, and found that the goods were crumbling. "By the way, take part-time job to manage all my belongings."

Spring always comes so suddenly. Not long ago, he was just a small soldier, and he was not even as good as a soldier. Now he has become the general's valet. From now on, as long as the general does not fall, he will be popular.

In many respects, following the leader always requires a lot of unexpected room for promotion. When the leader is promoted, even being a housekeeper is not comparable to ordinary small officials.

Thanks to the fact that he is currently marching, otherwise Xia Houba, who has acquired a new identity, would like to kneel on the ground and knock his head a few times for Jiang Zhe to listen to and add to the fun.

After dismissing Xia Houba, Jiang Zhe turned to look at Wu Lang, "This young man has potential."

"That's that, there was never a rat in Xiahou's family."

To be honest, if I didn't know that Zhang Fei scared Xia Houjie and Jiang Zhe to death in Changbanpo, I would have believed it.

The army continued to move forward, and they had already traveled thirty miles in less than one afternoon, which was already considered a super speed compared to the speed at which ordinary infantry marched up to forty miles a day.

——This is the power of four legs.

Jiang Zhe wobbled on his horse with a map in his hand. Wu Lang and a kind of general and guard beside him carefully protected him for fear that he would fall off the horse.

——The last time it took Cao Jun more than ten days to return, the speed was really too slow. If he wanted to catch Xuzhou by surprise, he would have to march at least a hundred miles a day.

Jiang Zhe told the generals beside him his minimum requirements, and they all stared dumbfounded without exception.

One hundred miles, a dreamlike number, the generals said that this is impossible, the army will be exhausted and then collapse.

Even Wu Lang shook his head, "General, if you march a hundred miles a day, the army will inevitably show signs of falling behind or even deserting."

Jiang Zhe didn't think so, and patted the horse that got off his buttocks, "So I begged the prime minister overnight to mobilize more than 1000 horses. Although some of them were difficult to get together in a short time, they were replaced by donkeys and mules, but thanks to the last Huqi rebellion , Thousands of prairie horses can still be obtained."

The generals looked at the black cavalry behind them, and they still had no idea. Who made them never fight such a rich battle in their life?
It's just that if Xuzhou can be captured, these investments are worth the money.

Just when these generals were about to sleep comfortably on horseback, Jiang Zhe kicked them all into the team with a single order.

The euphemism is that the generals are afraid of falling behind and deserting soldiers, so they need the generals of all armies to take the lead and serve the army (in vain coolies.)
However, thanks to the fact that they have not yet left Boss Cao's territory, only a small number of soldiers are needed to patrol the camp at night, and most people can sleep well.

When Jiang Zhe first entered the barracks, he asked Wu Lang if there was anything he should avoid, and the answer he got was: There are two kinds of laws in the army, national law and military law.

Everyone must guard the former, but as for the latter... the general sergeant must guard it, but the general is not required to guard it.

Probably the meaning is already very clear, as long as you are willing, you can have fun, and ordinary trivial matters can be left to us wage earners.

Jiang Zhe is well versed in this, so he decided to stick to three regular meals and ten hours of refined sleep every day.

"Hurry up and take away Grandpa's footwashing water."

The exhaustion of the day disappeared like the poured footwashing water. I have to say that Xia Houba really has a way of serving people.

Especially the massage technique, it's amazing.

"Little Bazi, where did you steal your masterful memory from?"

Now Jiang Zhe is enjoying this authentic Dahan ancient massage, which is a few Wallace higher than the disguised Thai ancient massage in his previous life.

Xia Houba scratched his ears and head, and seemed a little embarrassed, "If you go back to the general, the younger one is used to being served by a dozen maids in turn at home, so it's natural that these things are familiar to you."

——mad, a dozen maids are really enviable.

Jiang Zhe shed tears silently in his heart, thinking of his barren and too small home, the most important thing was the little maid who had been following his ass for several years.

Is this reality?Even just once I want a beautiful big sister.

"General? General?"

The exchange of words finally brought Jiang Zhe, who was crying in his heart, back to reality.

"Ahem, come on, little bastard, make the bed and sleep!"

Xia Houba spread bamboo mats on the proposed bed made of wooden boards, and added mattresses and quilts to complete a not-so-simple camp bed.

In fact, not only the bed, but even the tent that I live in now is specially customized.

After all, as a general, even if he is only five or six ranks, he should have Boss Cao, which is unambiguous at all.

Lying on the bed, Jiang Zhe was still thinking about whether to come to a forced march tomorrow to test the upper limit of this army?
Thanks to a burst of drowsiness, he fell asleep early.

Not only did I not know how many generals and soldiers thought they had a cold that night.

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