The Book of Heaven

Chapter 37 will

The city lord Nanduotuo actually had [-] infantry under his command, which was really beyond Ma Zheng's expectation.

We must know that the nomadic gene in the rulers of the Great Yuezhi has not completely disappeared. The importance of their own tribe is often above the entire tribe group. In layman's terms, they are independent.

Therefore, the army that can set up camp in Home City is not the army of Da Yuezhi, but the armed forces that truly belong to Nanda Tuo, or the tribe where Nanda Tuo belongs to, that is, the private army.

It is this kind of nomadic tribal alliance that makes the situation of raising private soldiers so severe. Only in the empire, the prince with a different surname who is afraid of losing the border and splitting the land, has this level of private soldiers under his command.

For example, the Ma family has five thousand Xuanjia cavalry, but it is only five thousand. The empire has [-] soldiers in the entire northwest border, which are controlled by the Ma family in name, but they are still surnamed Liu, not Ma.

A camp that accommodates 4000 soldiers and generals is not small.

The camp in front of Ma Zheng took up almost half of the southern part of Home City. In addition to the barracks for eating and drinking, there were stables, school grounds and other necessary facilities, plus a qualified general's mansion, Lin Lin All these things took up a lot of land. As for the combat power, it was evident from Ma Zheng's ability to walk to the gate of the barracks without incident.

Fortunately, the guards did not let Ma Zheng enter the gate of the camp, otherwise Ma Zheng might do something.

Ma Zheng, who was scolded by the two guards, was not angry, he grinned and bit off one of the candied haws skewers in his hand, and made faces at the guards.

The reason why Ma Zheng dared to be so unscrupulous was because Ma Zhao was not by his side, and he had changed into ordinary clothes. With his childish face, it was difficult for people to think of Ma Zheng's true identity. Mischievous half-grown kids nearby.

"Bah, it's really unpalatable!"

Turning back to the alley and summoning the horse, he spat at his feet the candied haws that he chewed into mud but was still hard to swallow. Ma Zheng said:
"It's very loose. If the armed forces of the Dayue Clan are at this level, a Zhuangzi Battalion will be able to flatten them. It is estimated that even the casualties will not be serious."

Through the observations just now, Ma Zheng can be sure that the private army of Nanduotuo has very limited combat power. The soldiers are not comparable to the imperial frontier army in terms of physical fitness or combat quality. He even saw the one he met on the road yesterday. The corporal leader still had dark circles under his eyes, his footsteps were sloppy, and his figure was swaying.

"It's early, it's early, let's find an inn nearby, and I'll go to their Jiang's mansion at night, maybe I can find two sentry heads."

Ma Zheng secretly made up his mind, and asked Ma Zhao to find an inn nearby, the closer the better, and he could only ask for a room on the ground floor close to the wall or side door, so that it would be convenient to enter and exit at night.

There are quite a few inns that meet these two requirements, but the price is more expensive. In order to complete the task, Ma Zheng also gritted his teeth and took out his wallet, comforting himself in his heart, reluctant to let the child fall short of the wolf.

If it wasn't for an accident, Ma Zheng would have taken advantage of the dark moon and high winds at night to touch the heads of the senior generals in Nanduotuo's private army. Fortunately, he didn't make it, so he knew that things were not as he imagined. as simple as that.

The inn where Ma Zheng and the two stayed was at least two grades higher than the one they had dealt with last night. The overnight fee rose from 150 Wen to [-] Wen. Fifty texts were chopped off abruptly.

Ordinary people who go out are reluctant to live in this kind of inn, and it is even more impossible for small businessmen to plan carefully.

Only the kind of Jianghu people who walk in the rivers and lakes and have a strong family background don't care about the cost of a mere one or two hundred cash.Therefore, in this inn, seven out of ten residents are quacks with knives and swords.

The inn is usually a restaurant facing the street. On the one hand, it can accommodate scattered diners, and on the other hand, it is also for the convenience of the residents. There were armored soldiers who blocked the front and rear doors of the inn.

Ma Zheng put down his chopsticks, quietly hid half of his body in Ma Zhao's shadow, he saw the crossbow.

It is true that nomads are good at riding and shooting, but crossbows are extremely technical. Under the deliberate control of the empire, it is very difficult to see them outside the country. Only the most elite are eligible to bring it.

Even though Homem City is rich, raising two rows of crossbowmen may cause Nanduotuo a lot of pain.What's more, these crossbowmen are still mobile, and the quiet horses under their buttocks look well-trained, not inferior to elite Qingqi, or these crossbowmen are elite Qingqi.

More than 50 crossbowmen shot their positions, and the sharp crossbow arrows brought everyone in the wine shop into range through the doors and windows. There were also infantry with full armor and bright swords, and they went straight to the door of the wine shop to surround them. Iris turned out to be a military officer.

The long chestnut hair drooped from the gap in the helmet, and a pair of dark brown eyes scanned the guests at the table back and forth. When passing by the horse, the pupils shrank obviously, but fortunately, his eyes quickly moved away, and finally stopped at a place near the stairs on the second floor. table guests.

The table of the Eight Immortals passed down from the empire, the table legs were truncated to make it more exotic. Sitting around this table were four men and two women.

To say that these six diners were not eye-catching at first, until the scimitar in the soldier's hand came out of its sheath, pointed at the six people with the tip of the knife, and said: "Take it, it doesn't matter whether you live or die."

The innkeeper just walked out of the counter, intending to greet the military commander, when he heard this order, his obese body flew back into the counter like a cicada with wings. He concealed his fat body, making him look like a turtle with a shrunken head.

The work of shuttling the lobby does not have the treatment of the shopkeeper, but they also know to move to the inner wall and squat down with their hands on their heads to avoid being hurt by the officers and soldiers. Most of them are locals of Home City. It's just a little more talk.

Ma Zheng glanced at the six people at the table, four of them were middle-aged men with beards and ordinary clothes, only the four long knives leaning on the table were worth looking at.

On the other hand, the two women sitting by the wall looked like a pair of sisters. Their dark brown and yellow long skirts were considered common in the local area, and they could not see much wealth from the head to the house. It's okay, but the key is that both women have brown hair, high noses and deep eyes. At this time, the eyebrows are furrowed, which is quite exotic.

"Following the order of the city lord, the arrests will be carried out carefully, and all irrelevant people will be dispersed!"

The soldier yelled loudly when he entered the door, and then two rows of infantry poured in from his left and right sides, their spears gleamed coldly, and it was said that they were carefully crafted, and some merchants and warriors who had been walking around the city of Home all year round all looked sideways. Especially the Han people are afraid of turning into fish in the pond, and sneak out through the side door or even the window before they can clean up.

Ma Zheng also wanted to slip away, but he greeted Ma Zhao in a low voice, before he could move, the blade of the Yuezhi army turned around, the setting sun fell on the blade through the window hole, folded into Ma Zheng's eyes, and a faint green light burst out instantly .

(End of this chapter)