Wei Shu

Chapter 140 New Army
"However, I'm afraid Xiaobai may not be happy to see this." Wang Kuang said again at this time.

The Xiaobai in his mouth is Qiang Basan.

It is true that Gun Basan may not be willing to give up the victory he has won.And if he insists on deciding the outcome, he can only fight to the death with Yue Bawu, which is also within the rules of the villa.

In any case, this is an all-round competition. As long as enough outstanding talents can be selected, the villa has always been willing to relax the constraints and let these young people toss.

Shu Jiu didn't care about the life and death of these two people.

The martial arts of the spear and the battleaxe are far from reaching the point where he can care about either of them. To him, a draw is the most worry-free.

Naturally, if the two insisted on fighting to the death, he would not interfere.

"Let's see." He flicked his sleeves, not intending to continue the topic, turned to Wang Kuang and asked, "Is there something wrong, sir?"

He has a heavy responsibility, Wang Kuang seldom talked to him recently, but today he called him over during the meal, something must have happened, and it was not a small matter.

When Wang Kuang heard the words, a wry smile appeared on his face, and he directly handed over the secret letter in his hand: "You will know when you read it."

Shu Jiuwei was a little surprised, perhaps he didn't expect the other party to trust him so much, so he handed the secret letter to him without any hesitation.

After being stunned for a while, he didn't refuse, he took the letter paper generously, read it at a glance, and returned it back.

"It's so troublesome." Wang Kuang spoke out for him.

Shu Jiu remained silent, with no expression on his face.

Wang Kuang sighed, crumpled the letter in his palm, shook his head and said:
"That's why I keep saying Liu... I'm still too young and not thinking enough. Look, isn't this just a future problem? Even if I know someone is messing up the situation inside, but I can't help but respond , really... oh..."

He exhaled heavily, and he sighed in the unfinished words.

Shu Jiu still remained silent, but looked at Wang Kuang very intently.

He was waiting for the sword whisperer's order.

The swordsman has an order and must obey it, no matter what the order is.This was confessed by the owner himself.

Wang Kuang put the ball of paper into the sleeve, and stared ahead, with a look of worry on his face.

He didn't have much time to think about it.

The matter was imminent, and he had to make a decision immediately, even the most hasty decision was better than indecision.He couldn't wait, let alone the situation.

"Then I can only trouble you again, Ah Jiu." After thinking for a while, Wang Kuang said softly. After finishing speaking, he stretched out his hand and patted Shu Jiu on the shoulder, showing a trace of tiredness in his expression:
"Thank you for your hard work, hurry up."

The so-called extra-complicated problems should be at this time. Fortunately, Wang Kuang has already made arrangements in advance. Although it is not perfect, it can be regarded as a step back after Yingzi.

It's a pity that the trap he set up was not aimed at spoilers, which made him somewhat regretful.

"Yes, sir." Shu Jiu nodded and saluted.

Before the voice fell, the blue shirt was already several feet away, and it disappeared in a moment.

Staring at the deserted training field in front of him, Wang Kuang raised his hand and squeezed a few times between his eyebrows.

The surroundings are very quiet, except for the hollow echo of the mountain wind passing by, there is no other sound besides this.

Wrapping his body in the thin fur more tightly, Wang Kuang still felt cold all over his body, as if the cold wind was soaking in the crevices of his bones.

The temperature in the mountains is already lower than outside, and the spring in the northern country comes late. It is almost April now, and the greenery in the mountains is still thin, but there are early wild peach blossoms blooming in the wind, although only a few branches , but also enough to comfort the spring breeze.

Wang Kuang coughed a few times, looked up at the last ray of setting sun spreading across the sky, and his mind was a little erratic.

This place is Mangtai's new army camp, because it is located among the peaks, the terrain is low and narrow, and the cold air gathers and does not disperse, so it is very cold all year round.

The reason why the general camp is here is to take advantage of the terrain here.

Mang Tai wants to train a strong army that is good at guerrilla warfare.

This is his little ambition.

The Jin army is good at field battles. The wider the land and the denser the army, the more valiant the Jin army will be. Whenever they confront the Song army, they only need to charge one or two back and forth, and the Song army will be overwhelmed. If you fall, you will be in a mess first.

However, as the so-called ruler is short and inch is long, the Jin army, which is good at large-scale field battles, is disadvantaged in water warfare, and its performance in siege warfare and guerrilla warfare is also mediocre. Although the army had the upper hand, it only pushed forward the national border for less than a hundred miles, and whenever it encountered a fortified city or a fortress on a rugged mountain, it was bound to be unable to attack for a long time. Withdraw troops hastily.

It was also after Mangtai had suffered a few times that he made a great wish, vowing to train a new army that is good at field combat.

However, at that time, he was in the imperial capital, with a lot of veteran military nobles on his head, with military power in his hands, but he couldn't command the soldiers under the command of these military lords, especially Halqin, who was in charge of the imperial city guard. The Red Armored Army, all of them are rebellious and unruly, and often use the excuse of training to fight privately with the Suota tribe. Upstarts like Mangtai simply cannot be subdued.

It wasn't until he came to Baishuang City to serve as the commander-in-chief that Mang Tai was finally able to let go of his hands and feet, so he mobilized his cronies and old troops to build the current new army, and set up the camp in the deep mountains and old forests, completely separate from Bush's camp , Only when attacking Song State, the two commanders will join forces.

If this army is trained well, Mang Tai will have a private soldier that belongs to him alone.In other words, he will also become one of the warlords whom he hated deeply back then, and only then will his position among the nobles of the Jin Kingdom become stable, and the military orders he issued will be faithfully carried out.

However, these are things for later, but it is still too early to say.

Mu Feng brought a deeper chill, Wang Kuang slowly walked back to the tent, and after a while someone brought food.

After dinner, it was almost dark, and pine oil torches were lit outside the tent, and the swaying light and shadow were sometimes sent into the tent by the strong wind, bringing with it a very faint scent of rosin.

The smell is actually not unpleasant, and Wang Kuang occasionally feels a sense of idleness, as if returning to Jue Ling Peak and Pinsong Pavilion again, listening to the bursting waves of pines, watching the clouds lighten and the sky low.

However, tonight, he was a little restless. He originally wanted to turn a few pages of the book, but the book was spread under the lamp for a long time, but he didn't catch a word of it, and he felt inexplicably anxious.

"Sir." A hoarse whisper came from outside the tent suddenly.

Wang Kuang came back to his senses and raised his voice, "Is that Ah Fu? Come in."

The tent door was lifted quietly, and Ah Fu walked in silently.The strong wind lifted the black veil covering her face, and it piled up again and again, like turbid waves rolled over, but her true face could not be revealed in the end.

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(End of this chapter)