"Gao...Crack...Crack..."

More than twenty horses were running on the Jingxiang official road. The shouts of more than ten warriors and the crackling sound of horse whips whip in the air intertwined, stirring up waves of smoke and dust, which filled the horse's butt, causing the attention of the passing crowd.

Zhou Wang learned in advance that the court appointed Lin Chunhong as a guerrilla general, and immediately returned to Zhijiang without stopping.

The sound of horse hooves was endless, and Zhou Wang on the horse's back could not tell whether it was excitement or worry. Zhou Wang was bold and meticulous, and re-engaged in reconnaissance, which was easy to be considered. Even Li Zicheng's military funds were controlled by his wife Xing.

This day finally came, and Lin Chunhong has been looking forward to it for five years!

No one knows Lin Chunhong’s wishes better than Zhou Wang. Even when he was poor and lonely, Lin Chunhong dreamed of this day!

"Open the door...open the door..."

It was the hour of Hai, and the city gate of Zhijiang had already been closed. Zhou Wang couldn't wait for the next day and ordered the warriors of the Cavalry Camp to call the door.

A hustle and bustle sounded on the city tower, and a archer shook with the pissed wind lamp and shouted, "You can't see clearly when you turn on the light!"

Zhou Wang was impatient and shouted: "I am Zhou Wang. I'm back from Henan, please open the door quickly!"

When the archer heard this, it was Zhou Wang's voice, and he was overjoyed and shouted: "Governor Zhou is back, please open the door quickly!"

Zhijiang's city defense has long been controlled by Lin Chunhong's archers, and these archers are Zhou Wang's subordinates.

After a while, the city gate opened creakingly, and Zhou Wang and others stopped, rushed past the city gate and headed towards Lin Mansion.

The archers looked at the majestic horse team, and their hearts were beating with their iron hooves. They couldn't help but show envious eyes and murmured: "Maybe, the archers are about to go to war..."

"Add to the commander-in-chief of the left guard of Jingzhou, serve as the guerrilla general, and the family is in a vague manner..." Lin Chunhong received Zhou Wang's notice and repeated this sentence, "This emperor is really generous. He has changed from an incomparable civil servant to a fifth-rank military position. Is this civil servant transferred casually?"

No one can answer Lin Chunhong's question. Lin Chunhong was originally talking to himself, and he didn't expect anyone to answer him. Looking at Zhou Feng beside him, pointing to Zhou Feng's belly and said, "Be careful to take care of this child, he will be a 100-household adult in the future!"

Zhou Wang is nearly fifty years old, and only this woman is left. Now that his daughter is pregnant, even if the child is not named Zhou, it will not affect his complacent expression at all. He patted his forehead and said, "This is a great joy. The backyard has been tossing for an autumn, and it should be quiet now!"

Lin Chunhong smiled bitterly and said, "I don't think so... Forget it, my father-in-law is running all the way, so let's take a break first and discuss it tomorrow!"

After saying that, he stared at Zhou Feng's stomach and said, "I told you not to get up. I just got pregnant and I must have enough sleep!"

Zhou Feng tilted his head, leaned on Lin Chunhong's shoulder, held his arm with his left hand, and said softly: "Dad has been away for several months. I miss my father anymore!"

Zhou Wang waved his hand and ordered: "Go to sleep quickly. I have many things that I can't vomit. I need to discuss with Chunhong!"

Zhou Feng nodded obediently, walked towards the room, and said as he walked: "Dad, you just came back, don't be too tired of yourself!"

The two of them looked at Zhou Feng who was leaving, and their different thoughts surged: When a woman has a child, her personality changes so much...

"Father-in-law, you don't go to the battle this time. We are now considered a big family. Jingzhou, Yiling is not in charge, so I am really worried! This time I led my troops to fight, almost taking away all the elites of Yiling and Jingzhou. My father-in-law has to work harder and train the new camp as soon as possible." Lin Chunhong knew that Zhou Wang had always dreamed of golden swords and iron horses, but considering that his old nest needed careful care, he had to go against Zhou Wang's wishes and keep him.

Sure enough, Zhou Wang looked disappointed. Although he had already been ready to guard the house, he still had hope in his heart. Now that Lin Chunhong calmed down, he couldn't help but feel disappointed.

Zhou Wang said, "If you stay, just stay. I can't pull the bow of this old bone, and I can't dance with the gun!"

Seeing that Zhou Wang's words were not without bleakness, Lin Chunhong hurriedly comforted him: "Don't worry, father-in-law, will we have less battles in the future? This time we went north, our strategic purpose was to temper the team, and by the way, we made some contributions to build Bangtai's momentum, so that the formation would not be too big."

Zhou Wang felt a little relieved and said, "Chunhong, you have not passed the big battle yet, I am still very worried."

Lin Chunhong smiled and said, "It's okay, I should fight and hide from any battle. I have my account in my heart. In short, it's a principle and I must not suffer any losses! This time, I spent more than 20,000 taels of silver to go to the battle, and I couldn't say I had to get it back!"

Zhou Wang said in surprise: "Do you still want to turn war into a profitable business?"

Lin Chunhong sneered: "That's of course! Wang Dajun and the damn Hui merchants suppress us everywhere in Yangzhou. This time they have to let them know what the consequences will be for suppressing us! Also, wherever our army goes, business needs to be done, and at least they can fight and support the war!"

The father-in-law and son-in-law gathered together and discussed the issue of sending troops. The rooster crowed for the third time. Oh, it was a sleepless night...

Before Chongzhen's edict arrived, orders were issued from Lin Chunhong, and Bangtai's war machine was already running wildly.

"Let Gu Xiulin immediately formulate the Yangzhou cargo warehouse and Yangzhou Yangtze River Wharf expansion plan. Once the emperor issued an edict to arrive in Zhijiang, he would immediately use the reputation of military supplies to transport the land!"

"I ordered Dai Zhe to go to Jining, Shandong immediately to build a cargo warehouse by the canal with the reputation of transporting military supplies!"

"Appoint Zhang Zhao to organize the Yangtze River Navy to transport grain and grass to Jining in advance!"

...

Before the troops move, food and grass will come first; before the officials perform their duties, the business name will arrive first!

When Lin Chunhong rolled with the archers every day, the imperial court's appointment letter was finally issued, and the date of oath to go to the war was set on November 18th.

The Ewang Temple in Jingzhou Prefecture City is full of murderous aura, with swords and guns standing in a row, armor in a vast array of flags flying in the wind, and the black hole of the cannon, making people unable to help but feel a chill.

Today's oath-taking meeting was led by Gao Doushu. He couldn't help feeling sad when he looked at the archer made by Lin Chunhong. Although he was eager for his achievements, he looked down on military positions, but he had no reason to refuse to control this team.

Looking at Lin Chunhong wearing armor and holding a big knife, he felt a little regretful. As long as this team is still in Jingzhou, he has various reasons to intervene. However, now he has been transferred to Henan. What else can he get besides receiving Xu Ming's overall training?

After worshiping King E, Gao Doushu said a few words without any pain, and gave the flag to Lin Chunhong, with a big word "Lin".

Lin Chunhong took the flag and waved it desperately. A thunderous roar broke out from the archers: "Magnificent..."

Lin Chunhong handed over the flag to the chess player, picked up the big knife, turned over the horse, waved the knife, and the archers let go of their throats and sang: "The angry hair rushed to the railing, and the rain stopped..."

The sound of drums sounded, causing the hearts of the bystanders to beat, and everyone cheered like drunk.

At the end of the song, Lin Chunhong held a knife in one hand, pointed at the north side and shouted: "Start..."

The long horns were raised high, and the trumpeters bulged their cheeks and blew the trumpets, and their voices made everyone's face red.

Lin Chunhong took the lead and headed north, followed by the Cavalry Camp, then the Tiger Fighting Camp, the Shenwei Camp, the Tianwu Camp, and finally the Cheying Camp.

Looking north from afar, the sky is covered with clouds and sand and dust on the ground is everywhere...

Lin Chunhong chose the most difficult way to march: land marching!

Marine is the most basic indicator to measure the combat effectiveness of a team. Lin Chunhong wanted to train the most basic abilities of archers through a marching of 1,500 miles.

The seemingly simple marching faces many problems, involving reconnaissance, liaison, logistics, camping... and many aspects, not to mention that Lin Chunhong's daily marching status is also different. Sometimes it is a local marching, sometimes it is an enemy marching, sometimes it is an urgent marching... Each marching method has different marching arrangements.

In this way, Lin Chunhong slowly advanced along the Jingxiang official road at a speed of up to fifty miles a day.

In contrast to Lin Chunhong's direction to head north, Deng Yan's Sichuan soldiers and Ma Fengyi's Baigang soldiers were winding south, approaching Huaiqing Mansion day by day. Ma Fengyi's Baigang soldiers were obviously faster than Deng Yan, and within a few days, they left the Sichuan soldiers far behind.

The food and grass were insufficient, the soldiers were ragged, and the homesickness was not returned. All of this led to the morale of Deng Yan's Sichuan soldiers being depressed, and the commander's indulgence even aggravated the soldiers' emotions, and the soldiers were all slacking off.

In his early years, Deng Yan pacified the Miao people Li A Er, and together with Hou Liangzhu, he killed An Bangyan, led 6,000 soldiers to the capital to serve the king, pacified the Denglai rebellion, and made great achievements. This time the bandits entered Henan and did not allow him to lead troops to suppress the bandits, but he ordered the deputy general Zuo Liangyu to be the main commander and ordered him to assist Zuo Liangyu. This is no wonder he was unhappy.

"There are people in the court who are easy to be an official..." Deng Qi sighed. He knew that Hou Xun was taking care of Zuo Liangyu. What's more, Hou Xun was backing the Donglin Party, so how could his political power be comparable to that of a general?

"But there is such a fool in the world. If you are promoted to an official, you will run quickly..." Deng Qi thought to himself, and he was very despised at Ma Fengyi's rapid heading south. He didn't say anything, and he secretly despised him.

The difficulty of supplying more than 10,000 troops with the Shizhu Chieftain is to imagine. Deng Qi could not understand how Qin Liangyu could do it. If Deng Qi and Qin Liangyu fought side by side many times, they admired the combat effectiveness of the Baigang soldiers. Although the court occasionally allocated food and grass to the Baigang soldiers, this was just a drop in the bucket. What's the point?

No wonder, the female soldiers in Qin Liangyu ordered the camp to spin and weave cloth, which made it difficult for military supplies!

"Report..."

A cavalry rushed over and pulled Deng Yan out of his random thoughts.

Deng Yan shouted, "Say, what's the matter?"

"Yang Mingkai and his wife had a conflict with the people of Taipingzhuang, and each other was killed and injured!"

Deng Yan frowned slightly. He could figure out the reason for the conflict with his toes: there was not much food in the army, and soldiers who could not let go of the full stomach every day, of course, they had to do everything possible to get the food.

At the beginning, it was just an occasional sneak attack. The people dared not speak out, so they had to admit that they were unlucky and swallowed their breath. The people's patience and the commander's laissez-faire directly led to the growing courage of these soldiers, and now they have developed to openly robbing.

Deng Yan tried his best to endure the urge to go to deal with it and decided to leave it alone.

What can I do if there is insufficient military rations? Holding the country's weapon in my hand, will it really make my soldiers starve to death? Besides, maybe this will attract the attention of the big men in the temple and allocate a batch of military rations. Deng Yan knew very well that the court would not do anything to him. The lack of military rations had already been verified. More importantly, the beacons everywhere still needed their soldiers to extinguish them.

"The sins are unforgivable, and their feelings are pity! Let him make meritorious due to sin..." Deng Qi narrowed his eyes and showed a slight smile. He almost thought of what the boy in the Forbidden City would say.

Deng Yan suddenly stood up and shouted sternly: "Tell Yang Mingkai not to hurt his life too much!"

Deng Yan thought that his order was already kind enough, and at least he did not burn and kill him.

As the order was conveyed, the entire Sichuan soldiers let go of their hands and feet to extort money and grain, and the soldiers passed by were in chaos. The morale of the Sichuan soldiers suddenly increased, and they looked at the surrounding villages with the eyes of an experienced Taoist every day.

Deng Yan ignored the gentry's statement, and even didn't bother to meet him later. Deng Yan was a military general, but it did not mean that he had no political mind. He knew that countless eyes were staring at his Sichuan soldiers, looking for a gap to get into it.

Let Mr. Zhou get a headache. Brother, since I have helped you, at least this fire should be destroyed. It’s okay if I don’t destroy it. Master Zhou, please wait and get out.

Deng Yan thought he was smiling very sweetly, but when his subordinates saw him, they all got goosebumps.

Under this strange smile, countless people were moaning in pain, but who would care about these things?
Chapter completed!