Cifengque

Chapter 32 She is their general

Yang Duo was a little annoyed, but he didn't dare to show it: "My lord, wait a moment!"

Junci's gaze followed him far away, and he couldn't help sneering when he saw him sprinting towards the back of the mountain.

In such a huge military camp, there is only one auxiliary building left, and all the main generals are completely invisible, which is really wonderful!
Yang Duo was very respectful to Jun Ci, and there were soldiers lying on the ground. The people in the barracks did not dare to disrespect Jun Ci anymore. Even when Jun Ci glanced over, they would subconsciously bow their heads. This is humility to the nobleman.

"I want to inspect the barracks, can someone lead the way?" Jun Ci glanced around and asked loudly.

Everyone whispered, but no one volunteered. Junci waited for a while, then threw the spear in his hand to Chen Chen who came over, and turned to look for himself.

"My lord!" Junci had only taken two steps when a deep and powerful voice sounded, "Your humble position can lead the way."

Turning sideways, Jun Ci saw a tall, tough, dark-skinned young man stepped forward two steps, and saluted with arms folded.

Jun Ci glanced at his clothes, he was fairly neatly dressed, without insulting his military uniform, and nodded slightly: "Yeah."

After getting permission, Zhao Chun hurriedly stepped forward, half a step behind Junci, and stepped aside, "Where do you want to look, my lord?"

"Military Department."

The three words that hit the key point made everyone who heard it change their expressions slightly. Zhao Chun was startled, and then he was ecstatic: He bet right!
The young man in front of him was really sent by his superiors. He waited for a chance to make a difference, and he almost despaired of waiting.

"Sir, please..."

"Zhao Chun!"

Zhao Chun's activeness caused dissatisfaction. Some people gave a low shout, and some secretly shook their heads at Zhao Chun, worrying that if he gave it a go, he would end up dead without a place to die.

Jun Ci had a panoramic view of the reactions of these people, without saying a word, he stepped towards the direction Zhao Chun extended his hand to point out.

Then Junci saw the barracks where grain and grass were stored. It was dilapidated and shabby, and the broken wooden door seemed to be hanging above. Standing outside, you could see the inside clearly. There were only dozens of bags of grain scattered.

Junci reckoned that it was not enough for so many people in the barracks to eat for three days: "There are still three months until the autumn harvest, how will the food be supplied to the army?"

"Young master, the grain in the army will be distributed according to the annual autumn harvest after the requisition is handed in. The army is no longer responsible, and there is no cook in the army." Zhao Chun told the truth.

Jun Ci keenly grasped the words "distribute according to level", and she looked at Zhao Chun in front of her in a blink of an eye: "What is your position in the army? How much food can you get in a year?"

"Returning to my son, the deputy secretary of the humble office district, you can get fifteen dendrobiums of grain, two zhangs of silk, and two taels of cotton a year."

Fifteen dendrobium, calculated to eat only four liters a day.Jun Ci herself is a person with a huge appetite, she is slightly taller than the stalwart men in the army, and she eats more than fifteen liters a day.

He is still a deputy chief, and he only has these military funds.

"Where is the pastor?" Jun Ci didn't ask in depth, but asked another question.

Every barracks has herd supervisors, who are in charge of the domestication, entry and exit, reporting of damage, and treatment of army horses...

Zhao Chun's face tightened: "My lord, the head of the barracks is concurrently held by the assistant general of the left army."

Junci raised his eyebrows: "Take me to see the ranch."

Zhao Chun didn't move.

"Difficult?" Jun Ci turned his head when he walked a few steps and saw that no one was following.

Zhao Chun hesitated for a moment, then pointed out the direction for Junci: "I just hope that you don't want to be angry."

When they arrived at the ranch, Jun Ci finally understood what Zhao Chun meant. There were hundreds of horses in the huge ranch. They didn’t look very strong. Some of them were seriously ill at a glance. There were only a few people on the ranch Laughing guards...

"If I remember correctly, the Central Guard Army should have 2000 cavalry and [-] horses." Jun Ci said.

Zhao Chun thought about it, unless he had read the army records, how would he know these numbers?

He was always a little alert, he thought he might have guessed who the person in front of him was!

Their leader, their general!
That goddess of war who was rumored to have fled the desert with her majesty alone, played with Donghu and Rouran, and wiped out Donghu one by one!
The General's Daughter—Jun Ci!
He couldn't help but glanced at Junci again. Hearing that their general was a girl, they were all desperate, even those who exalted the superior and exploited the soldiers were also very upset.

Although they think that the general is a girl, a young girl, who will be fooled very well, and maybe even make the general a scapegoat for bad debts as soon as he takes office, and thus leave in despair, but the majestic man, being suppressed by a woman, is in the bottom There is no light in the sky, so they knew that the general was coming today, so they ran away one after another, deliberately giving the general a bad impression.

But the girl in front of me who looked high-spirited and martial arts was outstanding. When she didn't guess her identity, she only felt that she was a young man. After knowing her identity, she looked again and found that she was not dressed like a man.

It's just clean and neat, for the convenience of using force, and smartly dressed.

They subconsciously recognized her as a man, and she didn't refute it.

She was so heroic and aggressive, Zhao Chun had a hint of anticipation and excitement in his heart, and suppressed his emotions, Zhao Chun hurriedly knelt down on one knee: "The humble Zhao Chun, I pay my respects to the general!"

Jun Ci knew that he was ambitious, courageous, and even quick-witted: "Get up."

She admitted it, and Zhao Chun became even happier: "Reporting to the general, the army reported that there are two thousand cavalrymen and one thousand horses on record. However, the army has reported losses several times, and there are only two hundred horses left. , the imperial court refused to approve..."

"Report damages?" Junci said two words playfully.

Zhao Chun paused. Having reached this point, he had no way out, so he no longer kept it: "On the surface, it was a report of loss, and the humble official once suspected that it was being sold... but there is no evidence."

Nodding his head, Junci didn't express his opinion, but followed Zhao Chun to other places. The weapons were good enough, but they were piled up in one place and left unattended, and some of them were even decayed and rusted.

Junci looked around, and after about half an hour, there was the sound of horseshoes approaching from far to near.

She stood on the school field with her hands behind her back, looking at the group of people.

The leader was about forty years old, slightly fat, with a beard. He did not gallop in front of Junci, but got off his horse early, handed the reins to the soldiers who came up with him, and strode forward step forward.

"Zhu Zhen, the leader of the Left Guard Army of the Central Guard, I don't know your son's name, why did he come here?" Zhu Zhen's attitude was quite amicable.

"Jun Ci." Jun Ci simply spit out two words.

Zhu Zhen actually had a guess in his heart, but Jun Ci's appearance was too deceptive. It wasn't that she looked like Erlang, but that her face was indistinguishable from male and female, extremely handsome, and also that she had a fierce aura, high martial arts skills, simple clothes, and gender unknown People who are young will immediately recognize her as Erlang.

(End of this chapter)