nanming man

Chapter 9
After experiencing the tragedy of Kaifeng City, Gao Yihuan figured it out, he must survive first.If he was lucky enough to survive in the troubled times, then he still wanted to end this damned troubled times as soon as possible and return the world to a peaceful and prosperous world.

In Liu Heizi's camp in the early morning, most people were still sleeping because there was no need to attack the city, but Gao Yihuan took twelve of his subordinates and ran around outside the tent a few times.

More than a dozen people ran together chanting, their footsteps were not very uniform, but at least they were on one line, and the formation did not break up.This shows that in the past two months, everyone has worked together to attack the city together, and they have formed a certain tacit understanding and a little discipline.

The food was not good enough at the moment, everyone was just warming up, so Gao Yihuan asked them to stop, and then stood in the open space in front of the tent.

Gao Yihuan's physical strength has improved, but after running for a while, he was still short of breath. He waved his hand, "Okay, come here today ~ this morning, everyone, rest for a while, and practice weapons later."

After running for a while, about 1000 meters, most of the soldiers who came from tenants had strong stamina, so it was nothing to worry about, so they dispersed after hearing the words, and found a place to sit down and rest.

Gao Yihuan said that he took a breath for a while before turning around and entering the tent, ready to help Wu Shizhao out.

Chuangjun's management of the peripheral personnel was not strict. Gao Yihuan dug Wu Shizhao over and asked him to help train his subordinates.

On the battlefield, Gao Yihuan realized that the things he knew were useless at the moment. He couldn't even make a flintlock gun, and the training team was really useless.

Wu Shizhao used to be a small flag of the Ming army, and he was also an official, and he had led a regular army, so he was better than him.

After resting for about a quarter of an hour, Gao Yihuan helped Wu Shizhao out, then waved his hand and said, "Get your weapons and get up to practice."

Just as Gao Yihuan and his gang were making a fuss, Liu Heizi's curtain was raised, and Wang Jiaping and Liu Heizi stretched out their heads together, looking at Gao Yihuan leading the soldiers to make a fuss from a distance, his face darkened.

"Captain, what's the matter with these two idiots? It's been a few days, and he's not done yet." Wang Jiaping looked darkly at Gao Yihuan and his group who were practicing in the distance, feeling very unhappy.

Liu Heizi knew that Gao Yihuan was training soldiers, but sometimes people were too special, too outstanding, too out of gregarious, and they were not likable.

Right now, there is no training in the Chuangjun camp, especially the second echelon like them. What did you train for?Prove that the people around you are not as good as you, or you still want to climb on my head.

Liu Heizi squinted his eyes and looked at it for a while. There are only a dozen or so people, how can you make a fuss?He turned his head and said, "I heard that there is a Ming army passing by Fengqiu. The higher-ups asked me to send someone to check in Fengqiu's direction. You go and tell him and let him go and have a look."

"Are there just a few of them?" Wang Jiaping was a little surprised.

Liu Heizi waved his hand impatiently, "I told you to deliver the order, what are you talking about?"

Wang Jiaping shrank his neck, cupped his hands immediately, and walked towards Gao Yihuan and his group.

When he came to the front of the crowd, he saw two soldiers holding swords and shields in front, Gao Yihuan stood behind the swordsman and waved a pennant to command, and behind him were four spearmen.

Wang Jiaping has seen this formation before, it looks like the mandarin duck formation of the Ming army, there should be fire soldiers behind, but now they are attacking Gao Yihuan with sticks, practice fighting first.

Wang Jiaping saw that Gao Yihuan was in good shape, and felt even more unhappy, and interrupted the training with a cold face, "General Manager Gao, stop messing around, take your people, clean up, and immediately go to Fengqiu to check for any The Ming army passed the army."

Gao Yihuan was slightly taken aback when he heard Yuyu, took back his weapon and stopped practicing, and asked in doubt, "Is it just me?"

"Let you investigate the situation, how many people do you need?" Wang Jiaping said angrily: "This is the order of the captain, why did you get so many? Come over later and take out the battalion sign, and return to the battalion within five days, which is too late for the military law." engaged."

After speaking, Wang Jiaping sneered, turned and left.

Two days later, in a dilapidated village in the south of Dengfeng County, Gao Yihuan and several subordinates hid in a room with a fire lit in the middle and a few pancakes baked on it.

"I didn't expect Fengqiu to be so dilapidated. After so long, there was no news." Gao Yihuan touched the flint with a wooden stick and sighed.

"Minister, Wang Zhanglu only gave five days, and now it's been a little half, what if there is no news?" Zhao Daxian next to him worried.

Gao Yihuan pondered: "Tomorrow, we will continue to investigate north. If there is no news, then we will go back to the camp and say that the officers and soldiers have left Fengqiu."

Gao Yihuan felt that Wang Jiaping wanted to punish him deliberately, and if he couldn't tell the specific situation at that time, or if the report was wrong, he would be in trouble.

While he was talking, a figure suddenly rushed into the room and said anxiously: "Director, someone is here."

Gao Yihuan was startled when he heard the words, he hurriedly got up and kicked the fire down, he didn't care about the pancakes, and stomped on it. Zhao Daxian and others came to their senses and hurriedly stamped out the fire together.

Gao Yihuan was a little panicked, looked at Gao Yizhen and asked: "Is it the army? How many people are here?"

The men in the room were nervous for a while, but Gao Yizhen shook his head and said: "It seems to be a merchant. There are five people and two mules."

"Then why are you panicking!" Hearing that there were only five people, Gao Yihuan cursed angrily, bent down to look for pancakes, but found that they had been trampled badly, but he still squatted down, picked them up and blew the dust.

But at this moment, there was a sound of mule bells outside, and the group of merchants had already entered the yard. They also took a fancy to this roofed house and wanted to spend the night here.

As soon as this group came in, they found someone inside, and instinctively wanted to get out, but looking in from the collapsed front door, there were not many people inside, and the leader immediately cupped his hands, "My lord, Fan Dongling from Jiexiu, Shanxi , go to Lianghuai to get some salt, who are all the heroes?"

Shanxi Jiexiu, isn't that the home of Shanxi merchants?This person's surname was Fan, and Gao Yihuan's eyes narrowed immediately.

Hearing the voice, he hesitated for a moment, then came out of the room and looked at the people.Each of the two mules carried two sacks. The five of them were all in their 30s and [-]s. The head of the mules was a bit older and shrewd, like a businessman, but the last four were a little weird.

On such a hot day, with a turban on your head, aren't you afraid of realizing prickly heat?

"We are refugees who escaped from Kaifeng!" Gao Yihuan cupped his hands.

The businessman's eyes lit up when he heard Gao Yihuan's words. He glanced at the people around Gao Yihuan. They were all very thin, and they all looked like honest farmers. They really looked like refugees.

At this time, he glanced at a fellow who was wearing a turban and touching the mule beside him. Seeing that the other party nodded slightly, he immediately cupped his hands and smiled again: "I heard that there will be another war in Kaifeng. When this brother comes over, do you know where?" How's the situation?"

His actions caught Gao Yihuan's eyes. He immediately put a hand behind his back and made a chopping gesture to the brothers behind him, "Mr. Fan is also interested in Kaifeng?"

"Businessmen, business depends on being well-informed, buying low and selling high, and avoiding wars, so I want to know more." Fan Dongling smiled, and suddenly cupped his hands and said: "Brother, you see that it's getting late, we can Do you want to spend the night here?"

Gao Yihuan turned to one side and said with a smile: "Of course, this is not my home..."

(End of this chapter)