Chapter 274 Out of the Camp

This sudden military order completely broke the drills on the school field. Both Xiao Muchun, Wu Bin and others, or the soldiers of the Zhenxi Army stopped in surprise.

Unexpectedly, troops were sent.

What a quick decision. This was what Yang Yanzhao thought in their hearts, and the Zhenxi army changed from shock to anger. They turned their heads and looked at Deng Hu, who was silent and calm in the distance.

"Continue to practice."

Yang Yanzhao roared, and Xiao Muchun, who recovered, practiced their fists and feet again. The Zhenxi army seemed to be deterred by his anger and continued to fight one after another, but his strength was obviously a little greater than before, as if they were venting their unhappiness.

He strode forward and patted Deng Hu on the shoulder. He walked to the ordered lieutenant, asked a few words about the army's expedition, and exchanged a few words. Then he sent people outside the camp gate and watched them leave.

When he returned to the school field, there was no trace of Deng Hu, leaving his silent deputy Li Ning to guard the school grounds, and then walked to the west side of the camp.

Under the bald tree, a burly body sat on the mat, holding a wine urn in his hand that he didn't know where to find. He drank it heavily, and the wine sprinkled on his face, and he didn't care about the clothes on his chest.

"What's the matter, General Deng?"

He stepped forward and leaned against the tree. Yang Yanzhao asked softly. The latter took a few sips as if he hadn't heard of it. He handed the wine urn forward, "Brother Yang, what do you think?!"

After taking the wine urn, it was still the pungent, sour and spicy inferior wine last night. Yang Yanzhao took a sip and smashed his mouth to fade the sour taste. Then he said leisurely, "But I'm angry that General Pan didn't let the Western Army attack?"

Deng Hu lowered his head and said nothing. His clenched fists still betrayed what he thought in his heart. Seeing this situation, Yang Yanzhao sighed and could also guess the unwillingness and depression in Deng Hu's heart.

In the Northern Expedition, if the imperial army can take the lead in defeating the enemy or conquering the city, it will certainly become famous and become a meritorious official of the Song Dynasty. The number of the Zhenxi Army will naturally be respected by thousands of people.

But at present, the West Road Army has sent troops. As the elite Zhenxi Army, it is difficult for anyone to stay in the rear.

Sitting next to Deng Hu, Yang Yanzhao put the wine urn at his feet and whispered, "General Deng doesn't need to be bored. Heroes are useful. The Northern Expedition is a big drama, but it has just started. How can there be less chance for the Zhenxi Army to show its heroism?"

He picked up the wine urn and poured a few bites. Later, Deng Hu threw the drunken urn aside and wiped his hands a few times on his face. "These years, all the dirty work is done by the Western Army of our town. Someone is a good person, but he is not the 'Deng Manzi' that they make fun of. I, Deng Hu, can not fight for those credit, but my children The men have sold their lives for the court, and the things that belong to them must be taken back!"

A sense of evil spirit then dispersed. Deng Hu suddenly jumped up, and the blue veins on the back of his hand burst out. His eyes were open angrily, and his face was black and red. Obviously, he was extremely angry.

Where there are people, there will be rivers and lakes, and the same is true in the army. There are many people who form a party for personal gain and fight with each other. It seems that Deng Hu, a rough man who has no scheming, has suffered a lot of grievances in the past.

"Brother Deng, if you can trust Yang Jing, listen to me. In this Northern Expedition, the western army will definitely be able to sweep all sides and recast its immortal prestige."

The voice was a little soft, but the words were deep into his ears and engraved in Deng Hu's heart. He lowered his head for a long time and looked at the white palm. He stretched out his hand without hesitation.

The hands are clenched together.

After several days in a row, there was no military order in the camp of the Zhenxi Army. From time to time, there was good news from the front battlefield. Today, Yangtai, Daizhou, led the army to the head of Huanzhou City and took the first city of the West Road Army to the north.

Hearing the news, Yang Yanzhao couldn't help but flash the appearance of several brothers in his mind. No wonder he couldn't see them these days. It turned out that he went on an expedition with the army, and he didn't know what the seventh brother, who was a little cowardly when he entered the camp, looked like to kill the enemy with blood.

His thoughts were chaotic again. Yesterday, he went to Liu's house and staggered outside for a long time. Finally, he summoned up the courage to let Xiao Muchun call the door. Finally, he learned that his mother took several sisters-in-law to Fuzhou.

Perhaps it was this loss that made him a little restless.

"Brother Yang, the general of the inspection school in the middle has taken the Feihukou. It seems that he will soon be able to capture the Flying Fox City. According to reliable information, the Qigou Pass has been taken, and the front is Xiongzhou, and the West Road Army has also defeated Huanzhou. It seems that the situation of the Northern Expedition is very good..."

Looking at the simple terrain map on the wall, Deng Hu buzzed, but his words were full of loneliness. Yang Yanzhao, who was staring at the terrain map for a long time, answered, "General Deng, you can order it to go down. I think soon, the Zhenxi Army will come out."

"Brother Yang, how do you know?"

Deng Hu's eyes flashed with surprise. In the past few days, he has been holding his anger and wants to go to the battle to kill the enemy, but suddenly he heard Yang Yanzhao's words and stared at him.

I ignored Deng Hu's surprised appearance. Yang Yanzhao came forward and pointed to Yunzhou Road on the terrain map. "This is the throat of the Khitan people in the west. There must be an elite division in the city. Now Huanzhou is defeated by our army, Yunzhou will definitely send people to block it, and the trip between the imperial court and Youjing cannot be delayed. Therefore, we must send someone to block the enemy from Yunzhou.

With that, Yang Yanzhao turned his head, looked at the soldiers buried in training outside the window, and continued to say softly, "There is no second person who can block the fierce iron riding journey of the Khitan people except the Zhenxi Army."

"Bum!"

Deng Hu's iron fist hit the table, and his dark face was full of joy. "Yes, Brother Yang is right. Let's go down, haha!"

Laughing loudly, Deng Hu quickly got up and left. His footsteps were light, and soon he could not see anyone. It seemed that he would quickly spread the news to let the soldiers under his command know earlier.

Two days after another two days, there was no military order. At this time, Deng Hu couldn't sit still and sent three groups of soldiers out to inquire about the situation. He was impatient and paced back and forth in the room.

"Brother Yang, you said that this army has continued to move forward. Why is there nothing wrong with the Western Army in my town?"

The soldiers of Daizhou City have gone north, and there are only thousands of soldiers left in the city, but as the elite Zhenxi army, is still being neglected. How can Deng Hu not be in a hurry?

If it hadn't been for Pan Mei and other generals to kill the enemy in person, there would have been no commander in the city. According to his nature, he would have gone to the Shuai account to inquire about the truth.

Sitting at the wooden table, Yang Yanzhao stared at the terrain map. It has been seven days since Pan Mei sent troops. Huanzhou has been captured. How can the Khitan people in Yunzhou not move? Is it possible that the defenders in the city are empty?

This should not be the case. The north of Yunzhou is the hometown of the Khitan people. How can there be no heavy soldiers? And there has been no movement for a long time. Maybe there is a big conspiracy behind it!

Is it that he wants to capture and want the Xilu army to go deep alone, and then surround and annihilate it?

But in this way, the Khitan people must at least give up the sixteen states of Youyun first. These sixteen state cities are the northern fortresses of the Central Plains. If it is recaptured by the Song Dynasty, then Khitan wants to go south again, which is far less easy as it is now.

Therefore, Yang Yanzhao couldn't figure it out. When he was thinking hard, Deng Hu, who was bored, couldn't help sitting quietly aside for fear of disturbing his thoughts.

In the north, it was late autumn. The hundred herbs were withered and yellow, and the leaves were frosty. It was also a good time to hunt and fight in the wild. A wild rabbit in the forest was fleeing in panic. Just as it was about to jump into the cave not far away, an arrow roared past and inserted straight into the neck of the hare.

"Ha ha, Khan's archery is still so fierce, which can be said to be a hundred steps through Yang!"

A middle-aged man in a thick cotton robe picked up the hare in front of the bodyguard and said happily. His face was chubby, his eyes were thin, his lips were bearded, and his long hair was bunned with a jade hair.

This face and dress are clearly a person from the Central Plains.

Hearing this, in the distance, a black horse, a man wearing a yellow brocade jacket, a mink velvet on his shoulder, and a small braided man smiled. "Han Aiqing, riding and shooting is a gift given to us by God. I am just a small skill of carving insects. If Uncle Sunning took action, I'm afraid I would have shot this cunning hare long ago."

When the voice fell, behind him, a tall man with a bare head and a cold face jumped off his horse and said on his knees, "The big sweat scared me. The big sweat is the proud son of heaven. I am just a reckless man. How dare he play an axe in front of the big sweat."

Seeing Yelu Xiuge kneeling on the ground, Yeluxian on the horse's back threw the bow in his hand to the bodyguard on one side and immediately helped him up. "Ha ha, Uncle Suning, you are always so polite. What should I do?"

"Dahan, General Yelu is modest and gentle by nature, which is really the rise of my dynasty."

The accompanying Khitan courtiers next to him all said with a smile. Yeluxian praised Yelu Xiuge again, and the forest was suddenly full of laughter.

But at this moment, there was a rapid sound of horseshoes from far to near. Before long, a soldier turned over his horse and hurriedly ran over, "Report the Great Khan, the army of the State of Song attacked our dynasty, and now it is approaching Youzhou. The situation is very critical!"

Hearing this, Ye Lvxian and others all changed their faces. After a while, the group rode to the capital.

Three days later, in the east of Daizhou, Deng Hu, who had been restless, finally waited for Pan Mei's generals to come. The Zhenxi Army pulled out its camp and attacked, and must stop the enemy from Yunzhou.

After sweeping the haze of days, Deng Hu looked up to the sky and laughed several times. Soon, the horse hissed and the earth trembled. When Yang Yanzhao arrived at the school yard, 10,000 fully armed Zhenxi cavalry were ready to go.

This is the first time he has seen the appearance of the Zhenxi Army on the horse. The war horse seems to be a little taller than an ordinary horse. It is wrapped in iron armor and integrated with the soldiers in chains and armor, turning into a hill.

Seeing their strong costumes, Yang Yanzhao couldn't help but be horrified. Who can resist such a 10,000 iron riders?

Deng Hu roared and did a pre-war mobilization. He teased the energetic Zhenxi army and screamed. After achieving the desired effect, he turned to Yang Yanzhao. Seeing that he shook his head and signaled that he had nothing to say, he waved his hand, and the Zhenxi army began to rush outside the camp in a fast and orderly manner.

On the one hand, Xiao Muchun and others wore the ring lock armor found by Deng Hu. Perhaps it was the first time they saw such a large number of heavy cavalry. They were stunned. It was not until Yang Yanzhao got on the horse and called a few times before they came to their senses. They clenched the swords in their hands, stepped on the horse, and followed the Western Army.