Bido led a group of soldiers out of the city.Yang Ling listened to the meaning of the words of the Bedousi, actually sent someone to the post office to grab food, can not care for the two crotch soreness, rushed to the horse, quickly run to the post office.

The little man who pulled his sleeves followed the side and hurriedly said, “Sir, you should not promise to give him military food, now how is it good?”

Yang Ling bumped like a puppet, but still couldn't help drinking: "What not?Shouldn’t the soldiers go to war hungry?Withholding military food, which generation can be a big crime to kill the head!”

Xiao Yan smiled bitterly, “Adult, do we dare to deduct military food like us?”They don’t have enough food, but who is to blame?”

Yang Ling said angrily, "Honour, there are obviously two barns of army food, enough for ten days, do you dare to deceive me face to face?"

The little man said, "Little dare, although there is surplus food in the warehouse, it is the master of the people's soldiers, and they only brought those food with them, what do I do?"Gentlemen, 30% of Sundushi's food is our past from the bread of the Lord's soldiers."

Yang Ling asked, “Slow down, slowly, what is going on?”

The little man rushed to Yang Ling to tell Yang Ling carefully, the original He ginseng under the five battalions of soldiers and horses, stationed in the three cities of East and West South is his cronies, is the main soldier in the Hualai area, that is, the local permanent garrison army.

Among the two battalions of soldiers who rushed out of the city in the first place, Sun Dazhong's army was called the guest army, that is, the soldiers in the province, although they have permanently deployed local defenses for the needs of garrison, but their grain and grass supply, manpower supplements, and even the supply of horse knives and guns are still responsible for the original province of Henan.

The soldiers of Bi Chun, called the reserve, were temporarily transferred from the Zhejiang Institute of Health, but every year the Mongolians are most likely to commit a few months, and then they will return.

This time, the Tatars attacked more than a dozen post stations at the same time between the neighboring counties, and the fire spread to Beijing, and the general army of Xuanfu sent three officers to help Lu, Hualai, and Chi County, and the two guerrilla generals were involved in maneuvering, and the army went very urgently.The heavy battalion is the direct force of Yongning's participation in the general, and the shipment of grain and grass naturally does its own people and horses first, so the troops of Sun Duzhong and Bi Chun have not even brought enough military food.

Although Sun Dazhong's soldiers are guest troops, because they are permanently stationed in the defense, it is nothing to temporarily transfer some supplies from the main army, and it is nothing to return to the treasurer of Fucheng to the treasurer from Zhejiang.But the reserve army is a randomly drawn army, and it will return to its original position after the spring.At that time, the transportation was inconvenient, the local officials were inefficient, and it was common to bully each other and owed military pay, and if they did not wait until they paid off their debts, they would be able to pay back to the local area.

Yang Ling listened to Xiao Ling's explanation, felt a little strange, the army such a critical department, actually can not do the money and food army pay overall support, so rigid and unrealistic military supply system, really do not know which idiot to make, no wonder only to go all over the city, see the battalion of soldiers uniforms, weapons specifications, quality is uneven.

He also knew at this time that he was too full of promise, but if the soldiers did not eat enough, how could the morale army guarantee it?What's more, the weight of Bi Chun is just too late to arrive, as long as the treasurer of the city of the book will adjust the accounts of the army in time, and think that the problem is not big, and I want to go to Yang Ling's heart gradually.

The sun has been slanted to the west, and the post office is covered in snow, bathed in cold sunlight.Every twenty steps under the east gable, a lantern of color was hung, and it was gently shaken in the wind.

The five carriages stopped on the channel slope in turn, and the voices in front of them were noisy, all of which were the sounds of the southern population, holding knives and guns, and killing, and it seemed that there were more than forty people.More than a dozen post-silos held up sentry sticks, and under the leadership of a small man, they were blocking the door of the warehouse, and they quarreled like cocks.

Yang Ling saw that the image of this situation tightened the winding, rushed to shout: "All hands to stop, what is saying to me!"

Bido's pro-arms Zheng Dapeng stood on a rolled sleeve, shoulder carrying the ring of the head of the machete next to the officer, the man full of murder, living like a butcher, Zheng Dapeng whispers a few words with him, he obliquely glanced at Yang Ling, waved his hand, the soldiers suddenly calmed down.

The little man at the door saw Yang Ling and shouted loudly, jumping on his feet: "The Lord has arrived, my lord, these soldiers are going to grab military food!"Hey, the old man just climbed out of the dead pile, and he was afraid of you big soldiers?"

When those soldiers suddenly heard and clamored again, Yang Ling hurriedly raised his hands and shouted: "Silent, this Qiu brother must have conveyed the military order of Biddu, you soldiers should not be noisy, which military post is the highest in the field?"Please come forward and count the food with this box, and the signature card can be collected.”

The officer standing next to Zheng Dapeng pedaled out and said, “You know your knowledge, we are doing our best, we are accumulating food here but let us be hungry, when we are bullied?”

The small man ate and ate, “Adult, this grain cannot be given to them without authorization, they are...”

Yang Ling interrupted him: "I know, they are armed, are the guest army, their heavy grain and grass has not yet arrived!"He glanced at the crowd and said, "At the same time, I also know that they are brave teachers, they are the saviours of the county, and when the chickens are in danger, they rushed to the front, drove away the Tatar, and saved the life of the whole city's father."

He asked the soldiers, “If I’m not mistaken, the musketeer is the army in your battalion?”

“Good indeed!”The officer's face was full of pride, and he glanced triumphantly and loudly said, "There are too few fire-whizards in the North Army, and only our Southern Army is equipped with a special fire-dip team!"

Yang Ling nodded, “Well, now that the enemy has retreated, up and down the county, the parents and children of your brothers can eat a full meal and sleep well, for what?”With these brave soldiers stationed in the city for us, Tarta dare not invade again!"

He cried out, “Why do you say that there is bread in the warehouse but will not pay it, so that these officers and soldiers who are in charge of the battle are hungry for us to stay out of the city for us?”Heroes are bleeding for us, we cannot let heroes bleed and cry!”

This is so provocative, who cares what these little soldiers think at that time?Who really cares about their role?It was a time when the hundred-year-old army was unable to write an embroidered article.

The soldiers held high knives and guns were quietly put down, and the original face was swept away, they were proud and moved, their eyes were a little wet, and the butcher-like officer's face was full of flesh.

Yang Ling said, turning around and saying, “Besides... what do we have to worry about?”They come from Jiangsu and Zhejiang, Jiangsu and Zhejiang are the home of fish and rice, the world's age is given seventy-eight out of Jiangsu and Zhejiang Lake, such a rich place is afraid of borrowing food?"

"Yes, I am guaranteed by the British and the head, and when our army grain is shipped, it must be returned to the treasurer first, and the particles are not owed!"Being praised by Yang Ling, the officer also felt like a national hero, patting his chest and whispering loudly.

Yang Ling sighed, made a look to the small guard, and drank: “Don’t open the warehouse and put the food away?”He also smiled at Guan Ying and said, "General Guan, it is really unbearable for the brothers to delay eating, but the warehouse is heavy, and I hope that the general will take care of the brothers, and when my people have passed the scale to move the grain, do not mess up the rules and laws."

He was greeted by a general by him, and he opened his eyes and said, "Well, well, don't work the Lord's orders."He glanced at his bullsight and shouted loudly to his soldiers: "Brothers give me some peace, don't give us Zhejiang soldiers to lose face."

A group of officers and soldiers hurriedly agreed, and was surrounded by Ying Ying on Yang Ling's shoulders, and smiled and said, "Brother is the captain of the soldiers under the husband, Yang Yijun, you friend I made up."

The pro-military is only responsible for the personal safety of the general, standing at the time of the supervision team, although the captain is not large, is indeed Bi Chun's confidant.Yang Ling naturally also deliberately welcomed, casually took out the words of several people's children and soldiers, so that the British as if they knew each other, feel amiable.

Hardly answered and walked away from this group of eight masters, Yang Ling only swung back to his home door, until then he felt sore, the bones like scattered, he entered the house, directly fell on the hot ground for a long time out of breath.

Han's young mother saw the tiredness of his face, was busy taking off his boots for him, lifted his legs to the bristles, sat down beside him gently and beat his legs, and said softly: "Dong, lack of body, right?"Let’s rest and eat again.”

The head burned warm, Han's young mother's hands are so soft, Yang Ling comfortable a tiredness hit his heart, even her eyes are too lazy to open.He leaned forward and murmured, “Little girl, I am so tired and sore.”

Han young mother changed to pinch, from the calf began to gently knead his sore muscles, gently sting his mouth and smiled: "The young mother to the public rub, this is a little medicine wine is good, to keep the clear up is not sour."

A comfortable and itch feeling from the calf belly, Yang Ling did not stop, relaxed her body to enjoy her gentleness, after a while he suddenly sounded something, busy open his eyes and said: "I am too bad, I have to exercise, yes, today in the city to see you with the stick is so strong, very good!"What is that name?”

Han's young mother blushed, massaged his legs, and the support said, "It's all rural style, ask what this one does?"