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Early the next morning, Ruan Yunqing followed Song Ren to the northwest military camp stationed ten miles away from the capital.

Song Ru's face was as heavy as the bottom of a pot, and he rode in the same carriage, but didn't say a word to Ruan Yunqing. He was still angry, and the atmosphere in the car was as solemn as the weather outside.

Ruan Yunqing was very happy, he never asked for troubles, he just kept moving forward with the established goal, unless he realized that the goal ahead was a mistake, he would never change his mind easily.

The prince's car is spacious and comfortable, and the interior is paved and padded, which is thick and comfortable. Even after leaving the city, the road is bumpy and difficult, and you won't feel the slightest shake when you sit in the car.

The two sat facing each other, Song Ru didn't speak, and Ruan Yunqing didn't take the initiative to speak.

Song Ren was born domineering, and he was used to doing what he ordered, which was related to his status as a prince, and he would never change it throughout his life.He already hurt Ruan Yunqing to the core, otherwise he would have killed someone who was so disobedient, and even if he couldn't be killed, he would have tried his best to force him to do what he wanted.

But when he came to Ruan Yunqing's place, Song Ju really didn't dare to hit or scold, he felt neglected holding it in his hand, and Ruan Yunqing probably didn't take it to heart when he said two harsh words, he himself was already very distressed up.

Taking a sneak peek at the opposite side, Song Ren couldn't help sighing, if Ruan Yunqing wasn't so stubborn and obediently obeyed his own words and went to Nanping, he wouldn't have to worry about him all day long.But after thinking about it, if he really changed his temper and became docile and pleasant, he would not be his own Yun Qing.

Can't help laughing wryly, Song Ru secretly sighed, really don't know what to do with the person in front of him.

The Northwest Military Camp was stationed in a depression in the main mountain range of Fengming Mountain. Before the carriage arrived at the military camp, the sound of killing could be heard from a distance. The soldiers had already started practicing. In the barracks, no one stopped what they were doing.

Song Bin and Ruan Yunqing got off the carriage and patrolled the camps back and forth. The morning drill was almost over, and the soldiers in the camp returned to the camp in groups and went to have breakfast.

Only then did Song Bing go to the tent of the Chinese Army, and when he entered the tent, he saw a tall man eight feet tall with a big arm and a round waist facing the door, fiddling with something in the sand table placed in the corner of the tent.He was concentrating, and when he heard someone coming in, he only waved his hand, and said in a low voice, "Put the food there, I'll eat it after setting up the sand table!"

Song Bin led Ruan Yunqing over, and called out, "General Nie."

Nie Pengcheng didn't respond, but said impatiently: "I'll talk about it later!" Still staring at the sand table, he didn't even turn his head.

The soldiers in the army don't care about trivial matters, most of them are bold and straightforward, and they don't know how to do superficial tricks, which suits Song Bin's appetite very much. He comes to the barracks every day, and he also has a good impression of these straightforward men. He knows that their nature is like this, you Let them be servile and flattering to those in power, it is impossible to kill them.

He didn't think Nie Pengcheng was rude, but Song Ru became curious about what he was looking at, so he didn't even care about eating.You must know that this General Nie has always eaten delicious food, and he is even more affectionate when he sees food than his wife. At this moment, he doesn't even care about eating. What he is looking at must be something important.

The so-called sand table is a terrain model made of sand, which is placed on a large wooden plate. It is usually used for military layout and is a must-do homework for pre-war drills.

On the plate was the topographic map of the Huziling area, with undulating mountains and meandering rivers, and only one isolated city in the middle. It was this isolated city and the steep Huziling that blocked Feng Kui's horseshoe going south.

"First line up at Dayankou to meet the enemy, and then insert it obliquely from Narrow View Slope..." Nie Pengcheng couldn't help muttering, obviously planning how to attack the rebels in the future, "Put straight into the enemy's belly, and then attack with fire... ..."

"No!" Song Ru hurriedly took out the small wooden sign that Nie Pengcheng placed in the formation of Feng Kui's army horses, and put it back in the isolated city, "If this soldier who penetrates the enemy's abdomen fails to break out of the camp, he must be attacked by the enemy from the back and the back, and there will be a dead end. .The enemy is strong and we are weak, and we do not have an advantage in numbers. We cannot attack by force, and we must outwit them.”

Nie Pengcheng couldn't help being discouraged, and scattered all the wooden signs in the sand table, and said bitterly: "How can anyone survive in a war? Since he sent troops to make a surprise attack, he must be ready to die. If you fight to the death, don't care about him." Why can't you accept the enemy, break up the enemy formation, and let Feng Kui mess up the formation!"

The wooden sign represents the number of soldiers and horses on both sides. One wooden sign is 5000 troops, which are laid out in layers on the sand table and lined up on both sides of Huziling.

They are all brothers in the same robe who share the same hatred. If it is not a last resort, Nie Pengcheng will not say the words to let a team of people fight to the death against the enemy.He was already irritable in his heart, but after he said this, he felt his chest was very tight, and he wanted to yell at the person who accosted him: "If you don't attack by force, can you still wait to be beaten? Although Yan Huicheng's city defense is strong, it can carry It won't be a few months!"

Turning around abruptly, he saw Song Ru standing behind him. Nie Pengcheng quickly stopped his momentum, and after seeing the ceremony, asked Song Ru to sit down and talk.

Song Ru stared at the sand table and was speechless for a long time. This was their last line of defense, and this Yanhui city must be defended no matter what.

"General Nie, don't be impatient. Our calculations here are just talking on paper. Let's wait until Yan returns to the city to see how the battle is going before making a decision."

Nie Pengcheng let out a long sigh, pushed away the sand table, returned to the table, bowed his head and said: "The last general is ashamed of His Highness, and he still hasn't thought of a good way to control the enemy for many days. He is really incompetent!"

Song Ren persuaded: "General Nie, don't underestimate yourself. No matter whether you win or lose in this battle, there is nothing glorious about it. If you fight in the same room, whichever side wins after the battle, Dongli will suffer a lot. I only hope that God will show mercy to Dongli. Let the common people have a way out, and don't end up in a state of subjugation."

Nie Pengcheng felt more and more uncomfortable. He clenched his fists and slammed the table twice, shaking the pen, ink, paper and inkstone on the table.

Just at this moment, a pawn brought breakfast, a bowl of millet porridge, two big steamed buns, and a plate of small pickles.The steamed buns in the army are much bigger than those outside. Nie Pengcheng’s big fan-like hands can’t hold them all in one hand. The steamed buns are made of a mixture of white flour and corn flour. There is less white flour and more corn flour. The golden one has a good taste. It tastes sweeter than pure white flour.

Nie Pengcheng refused to give in. Gu Zi grabbed a steamed bun, broke it in half, put two pickles in it, and bit it down, half of the steamed bun was lost.

While eating, he glanced behind Song Bin. Ruan Yunqing saw everything fresh at this time, looking east and west, looking at the weapons and strategic plans placed in the tent, with a lively expression, a happy youth who knows nothing about worries. look.

Nie Pengcheng frowned and murmured in his heart, this child is fair-skinned and handsome, and at first glance he looks helpless. His Highness the Crown Prince has always mingled with the generals in the camp. He never brought any servants with him when he entered the camp. The habits of his subordinates, walking alone, eating and lodging are no different from ordinary soldiers, and he never puts on airs, which really makes the soldiers in the camp admire him.What is the trouble this time?Did the prince bring this little baby here just to look around?

Recently, due to the forced conscription, many people approached Nie Pengcheng privately, wanting to put their children in the army, and there were many high-ranking officials and dignitaries among them.

If they want to insert people into the camp, they will naturally not let the children of the family start as big soldiers. At the least, they need a hundred or a thousand households, and at worst, they want Nie Pengcheng to let his young master become a soldier and join the army. When I grow up, I can't cope with these colleagues alone.

The military camp is not a place to pick out rags. All kinds of crooked melons and dates are stuffed here. These people have bad intentions, and they regard killing the enemy in battle as if they were killing fish and cutting vegetables in the market. It's possible that he never returned, but he just thought that spending a few years in the army and returning to report his military merits would be an excellent way out for those ignorant young men at home.I don't even look at the appearance of those young masters, they are like weak chickens, they fall down when the wind blows, and they don't hold the horizontal needle or the vertical thread on weekdays. I was so scared that I peed my pants.

Nie Pengcheng was really afraid that Song Ju came here for this, so he couldn't help but look at Ruan Yunqing a few more times, and his heart became more contemptuous. If this kid can mount a horse and kill the enemy, he will write his Nie character upside down!

"Didn't your Highness say that you didn't come to the barracks because you have something to do with the court today? Why did you suddenly change your mind, but what is your order?" Nie Pengcheng asked while eating.

Song Ren asked Ruan Yunqing to take a step forward, "This is my younger brother. He wants to go north with me to suppress the rebellion. I will hand him over to General Nie. He will train recruits as recruits do. As long as he can climb on the horse within ten days If he learns how to save his life, I will take him to Huziling."

Nie Pengcheng almost cried, he was really afraid of something.Others told him that he could still be generous, San Qingzi, no matter what, his big face drooped down, and he came to serve tea to see off the guests, anyway, he didn't bother to make money, at most he would be scolded a few times.

But he and Song Yan couldn't do that. Although Nie Pengcheng was rough, he was not a fool. He was about to start a war, but offending the commander of the three armies was absolutely unacceptable.Besides, he respected Song Bin's character just because Song Bin was sympathetic to the generals on weekdays, and he was too embarrassed to refuse in person because he ate and lived with the soldiers.

"This... this..." Nie Pengcheng laughed twice, and asked Song Ren, "This young master..."

Nie Pengcheng, the prince of the Manchu Dynasty, recognized him. Although the person in front of him was not the prince, but when he heard the prince say that this person was his younger brother, he knew that this person had a very close relationship with the prince.

"This young master has a noble status. We are all rough people here. If you hurt your young master, the general can't bear it. Your Highness, this... hehe, look... just forget it..."

Seeing that Song Ju's face was sinking like water, and there was no wavering after hearing these words, Nie Pengcheng hurriedly said again: "How about you train him with someone else!" He really didn't know where to start.

Song Ren couldn't help laughing, "General Nie doesn't have to be like this. Didn't I say that he will train the recruits as they are trained. I will never show favoritism to him."

Nie Pengcheng hesitated for a moment. Song Ju always followed his word and acted impartially. He was very strict with himself. Now that he had said this, if he refused again, he would not be able to continue.

"Success! Since Your Highness can trust me, the last general will take orders."

Song Ren turned his head and said softly to Ruan Yunqing, "It's too late to regret it now."

Ruan Yunqing shook her head with a smile, stepped forward, reached in front of Nie Pengcheng, bowed and said, "General Nie is here!"

Nie Pengcheng hastily returned the gift, feeling a little more favorable in his heart, and when he looked at Ruan Yunqing again, he was much more pleasing to the eye than before.The person who only sighed in his heart that he was the crown prince was much better than those young masters who had their heads turned to the sky and were always humming when they spoke.

After seeing the ceremony, the three of them headed towards the school grounds. They were brought by the prince anyway. Nie Pengcheng didn't dare to hand them over to the rough men under his command, so he had to take them with him to practice with Ruan Yunqing.

On the way, Nie Pengcheng quietly asked Song Yan again: "To what extent does Your Highness want to train this young master? In the future, will he just let him do some chores with the army, or will he go into battle with the soldiers to kill the enemy?"

Hearing the words, Song Ru looked at Ruan Yunqing who was walking in front, and said coldly: "The stricter the better, no matter what kind of harsh training he has, it's best to train him until he dispels the idea of ​​going north to suppress the rebellion, so that he retreats despite difficulties. "