I, the prince, only want to be deposed.

Chapter 115 This is a truly talented general!

Unfortunately, the Qiang people did not discover it.

Just a moment later, on a hill several miles away from where the "red witch" rose, another "red witch" slowly rose into the sky.

Then the third, fourth, fifth...

As these "red witches" responded one by one, they took off into the air.

After only an incredible half hour, gongs sounded in the Han army camp fifty miles away, and all the Han soldiers learned the news of the Qiang attack.

And it was not even noon yet.

There was still more than half a day left before the evening when the Qiang people were expected to arrive at the Han military camp.

For the Qiang army, this so-called surprise attack has quietly turned into a naked run under the spotlight.

at the same time.

Liu Ju was in his tent accepting Gongsun Jingsheng's shameless "inquiry".

"Your Highness has always been smart. I beg Your Highness to give me some advice."

"Most of the soldiers in my Xiandeng camp are exiled soldiers. Although they are not as good as regular soldiers, they are all born by their fathers and raised by their mothers, and they all have their own names."

"All regular soldiers are equipped with waist badges. If they accidentally die on the battlefield, their identities can be identified based on the battalion headquarters and life number on the waist badge. Someone will collect their bodies, and the court will order them to be named martyrs and provide compensation to their families afterwards."

"But when these exiled soldiers died, not only were there no pensions, there was not even anyone to collect their bodies. Sometimes they were even mistaken for enemy soldiers by their own people and their heads were cut off in exchange for military merits..."

"So I was thinking if there was any way to give them a name, so that when people see their bodies, they will know that although they were exiled soldiers, they also died for the country. Don't let their own people cut off their heads and take credit for them after they die, and then have to bear this unjust injustice in the afterlife."

"But I definitely don't dare to make these badges for them. If they are confused with the badges of regular soldiers, it would be a violation of military law."

"I wonder if Your Highness has any good way to give them a status without violating military law?"

Gongsun Jingsheng's attitude when asking for advice was extremely sincere, so Liu Ju could not tell from the surface whether he was just pretending or was sincere.

Speaking of which, Gongsun Jingsheng did come to beg him once a few days ago.

That time, he was asking him to intercede with General Li Xi, hoping that Li Xi would order the quartermaster to increase the ration quota for the Xiandeng Camp so that those exiled soldiers could have enough food to eat. As for the extra rations, he would use his own grain to make up for it, and he would not deny the debt even if he died.

At that time, Liu Ju thought that this matter did not seem to contain any bad intentions.

Thinking that this guy would probably never be able to return, he felt a sense of sympathy and wanted to fulfill his last wish, so he went to ask Li Xi.

I also learned from Li Xi that there was plenty of food and fodder for this expedition.

Increasing the quota for the vanguard camp will not affect the overall situation, so I'll just do it as a favor.

It's the same this time.

Liu Ju thought about it and couldn't see any bad intentions in this guy's behavior. Instead, it seemed that he was doing a good deed for those exiled soldiers. So he pondered for a moment and said to him:

"Then why don't you make them a military badge that can be hung around their necks like a pendant."

"This way, if they die on the battlefield, their identities can be identified just like the badges worn by regular soldiers. Even if someone wants to cut off their heads, they can immediately tell they are our own by pulling open their collars."

"This is a good idea, this is a really good idea!"

Gongsun Jingsheng was overjoyed when he heard this, but he was still a little worried.
"But Your Highness, is there really no problem with doing this? It won't violate military law and bring disaster to these exiled soldiers, right?"

Liu Ju smiled calmly:
"Don't worry. I gave you this idea, so I will be responsible for it. If anyone thinks that this is against military law, let him come to me."

"That's good. I thank Your Highness on behalf of these exiled soldiers..." When he had just said this.

"Dangdangdang! Dangdangdangdang!"

Suddenly, there was a rapid sound of gongs in the military camp, followed by a dull drum sound in the center of the camp.

"An enemy is attacking?!"

Gongsun Jingsheng's expression tensed when he heard the voice.

Without even having time to finish his greetings to Liu Ju, or even to say hello to Lian Sheng, he immediately turned around and ran hurriedly towards the Xiandeng Camp, which was at the front of the camp.

Looking at his fat but not clumsy back.

Liu Ju shook his head and smiled, thinking that this guy seemed to be a little different from before after he joined the army to go to war.

As for the close coordination of gongs and drums.

Although it was indeed a signal of "enemy attack", Liu Ju was not nervous or panicked at all.

Because he knew very well that ever since he taught the method of making "Kongming Lantern" to a group of generals in the army.

Long before Li Xi and Xu Ziwei divided their troops into north and south, they and the scouts in the army had already mastered the production and use of Kongming lanterns, and had also agreed in advance on the signals represented by the different colored "Kongming lanterns".

This time, after arriving at the outskirts of Daxia County and setting up camp.

Li Xi had also sent out scouts long ago, and they found some hills with the best views in several directions fifty miles away and set up secret sentries to light "Kongming lanterns" to ensure that he, the prince, would be safe in his army.

In this way, the family tree of Li Xi and other generals will not accidentally become a book of life and death.

Therefore, the gongs and drums are beating in the camp now. It should be that a secret sentry in some direction has used a "Kongming lantern" to send back the news of "enemy attack" in advance.

According to the response speed of the "Kongming Lantern", the information was transmitted back to the camp from fifty miles away. Even if the enemy was marching at full speed, they were still at least dozens of miles away from the camp.

really.

Just as Liu Ju was thinking this, General Li Xi had already quickly arrived at his tent.

"Your Highness, there are enemy troops attacking from the north. They are most likely Qiang people. They are already dozens of miles away. It is estimated that they will arrive here in a few hours, perhaps before dark."

Li Xi saluted with a serious look and said,

"We don't know the specific situation of the enemy yet, so please leave in advance. I will send troops to escort you to Didao County in the rear for temporary shelter!"

"General Li, what are you going to do?"

Liu Ju did not comment and asked a question first.

Upon hearing this, Li Xi straightened his chest and wantonly displayed a murderous aura that he had never shown in front of Liu Ju in these days:
"With chariots as our fortifications and shields and halberds as our base, if the Qiang people dare to attack us, even if we send out a hundred thousand men, we have eight thousand Jue Zhang soldiers ready to fight. My big yellow crossbow is not to be trifled with either. I'm afraid the Qiang people won't dare to get too close!"

Jue Zhangshi is the crossbowman of the Han army!
The Dahuang Crossbow is the most powerful single-person crossbow of the Han army. It has a force of ten stones and an effective range of about two hundred steps. It is specially designed to target enemy generals, and can only be pulled apart by a general in the army!

The word "caiguan" refers to the powerful crossbow of the Han Dynasty.

Since Li Xi is a talented general, he naturally has the strength worthy of this title!

　Every Saturday and Sunday is actually my busiest time. I am exhausted both physically and mentally at the end of the day. But please rest assured, I will write three chapters a day.

　　
　
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