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Out of the plank road in front of the road is not a flat river, that night in the post house for a short rest, Lu Zhe ordered Su Bridge to investigate, the news is that there is a plank road ahead, and more than one!

A group of people who have experienced walking on the plank road at night, when they learned that there were several plank roads ahead of them, and that two plank roads were more dangerous than the one they had walked, although they were not scared to pee their pants, but their faces were not very good-looking. The pro-soldiers had no autonomy, they could only look at the two military marquis with their eyes, and they were afraid that the superior would come back to rush at night again.

The loss of nine people, twenty-one horses, and some supplies fell off the cliff in one night, this experience was really terrible for this group of people who entered Shu for the first time.

Heng Zhan's own soldiers lost two last night, and six of their horses were lost. He approached Lu Zhe to raise his concerns and discuss whether he could march during the day and rest at night.

"Yes! There was something wrong with the mood of the pro-soldiers, and it seemed that they could not march at night. Lu Zhe thought for a moment and added: "The war horse can't continue to be carried forward. I decided to leave some people on the verge of a nervous breakdown to watch over the horses, and let them wait for the army behind. ”

Indeed, some of the pro-soldiers were very emotional, as if they would go crazy on the plank road overnight again. It seems that the terrible screams of the companion who fell into the deep ravine of the cliff last night that lasted for a long time in mid-air deeply hit the fragile heart.

Heng Zhan was silent for a while after hearing this: "Doctor Gong is a person who is considerate of his subordinates. ”

Those who have not yet established a friendship are almost no different from strangers, and Lu Zhe, who is used to seeing life and death, is not out of compassion at all, but does not want to be dragged down by emotionally unstable people. He had to get rid of the people who would spread the fear and bring in strong-willed soldiers, which would be safer. Of course, he won't explain, though.

That night, he had dinner and rested early, and the next day it was dawn Lu Zhe got up, and when he opened the door, he fell into the house alone, and when he took a closer look, it was a fierce three.

Meng San leaned against the door and woke up on the ground, and he saw the military master quickly get up, and stood quietly without saying a word.

Lu Zhe, who understood what was going on after guessing it, was extremely happy in his heart. He didn't arrange for anyone to guard the door last night, and Meng San actually stood up with a tired body to watch the door without orders, although he was a little stupid, but he was really a rare good subordinate.

Showing a friendly smile to Meng San, Lu Zhe said happily: "Let's go, go out to eat!" ”

Meng San bent down and bowed his hand, and quietly followed the military master out.

When Lu Zhe stepped out of the room, he smelled humid air. When he stretched his waist to continue walking, he saw Su Qiao squatting by the door in a ball out of the corner of his eye. He was even happier with the discovery that two hand-picked soldiers had not been instructed to guard the door all night, a discovery that was both gratifying and touching.

Mengsan woke up Su Qiao, and the two strong men covered with dew followed Lu Zhe to find water to rinse their mouths, and then walked to the semi-open-air canteen of the post station.

The Qin people's morning cooking was probably in the Yin time (3~5 o'clock), and now it should be the Mao time (5~7 o'clock), and the soldiers at the post station have already finished breakfast.

Sitting on the long wooden planks of the cafeteria, not long after sitting down, the forty-something postman brought food.

The breakfast of the Qin people is basically food to satisfy hunger, not liquid porridge and the like, after all, it is now the era of only eating two meals.

Lu Zhe looked down and saw that it was a large pot of oily deboned broth, as well as a plate of full minced meat and a large bowl of steamed beans. What surprised him the most was that there was a pot of wine about five taels, but he didn't know what kind of wine it was.

Compared to the food of the military marquis, Mengsan and Su Qiao's breakfast was nothing more than a small pot of bone broth with barely visible meat, and a pot of steamed black and white beans. The postman also prepared a small pot of wine for each of them, the amount was about two taels.

The wine provided by the inn is not for drinking now, but for filling the deflated water bags.

Just halfway through eating, Heng Zhan, who seemed to have not slept enough, also came, and he said hello to Lu Zhe and sat down at random.

Most of the soldiers on the side of the house also woke up one after another, and gradually some people came to the cafeteria after freshening up. These pro-soldiers saluted their military masters before finding a place to sit down, and the only sound of drinking soup and chewing in the canteen in the era when food was silent.

Lu Zhe, who had finished eating first, stood up, and he made his soldiers stop eating and look at each other in unison, acting as if they were waiting for orders.

The pro-soldiers of any era are actually around one person, and they saw that their military master walked out without any orders, and waited for Lu Zhe's back to disappear before continuing to fight with breakfast.

Lu Zhe walked out of the post station and looked at the misty mountains.

From a visual point of view, this mountain range is simply vast, just like the endless trenches, and I don't know how large the range of the road is.

No wonder it is said that since ancient times, Shuzhong is difficult to attack, foreign invaders want to attack Shuzhong first to overcome is the continuous cliff plank road, if the defenders of Shuzhong are deployed in each narrow plank road section, it is more difficult to attack Shuzhong than to ascend to the sky.

Lu Zhe, who was thinking about what method to use if he wanted to attack the country of Sichuan, did not find out about the arrival of Heng Zhan, and it was not until Heng Zhan spoke out that he came back to his senses from the hypothetical deduction.

"When will it be announced?"

Naturally, let the pro-soldiers choose to stay and wait for the army, or follow the army master to continue to move forward.

In fact, there is nothing complicated, when Lu Zhe asked the pro-soldiers to make their own choices, none of the pro-soldiers flinched, no matter how scared they were, they gritted their teeth and would rather die than stay.

Lu Zhe didn't understand what this was because of this, but Heng Zhan did.

Heng Zhan said with a smile: "Sure enough." ”

What do you mean? Lu Zhe asked out again, but he didn't expect the soldiers to dare to show dissatisfied expressions, and a middle-aged soldier named Zhao Ping arranged by Zhao Gao was even more vocal .

"Lord, although we are afraid in our hearts, we are definitely not betrayers. As a pro-soldier, if we abandon the main general because of fear, it is rumored that we should be? Zhao Ping said in a sonorous voice: "Please don't advise again, otherwise we can only kill ourselves!" ”

In other words, it is a kind of social morality that restricts them, and they are unwilling to leave the main general even if they are afraid? If this is really the case, Lu Zhe wants to give 32 likes to the social discipline that has not yet collapsed!

Lu Zhe, who felt that he had been turned into ashes, stared at Heng Zhan viciously for a while, and smiled weirdly. He turned his head and raised his hand to Heng Zhan and said loudly to the soldiers, "He came up with the idea. ”

Heng Zhan's expression instantly changed from a smile to a stunned face, and the eyes of those pro-soldiers under Lu Zhe's command who looked at Heng Zhan were very angry, and because of their identity, they didn't dare to speak ill of each other, and they didn't know how these people scolded "that bastard who killed a thousand knives" in their hearts.

Lu Zhe, who was in a better mood, hummed an unknown song, and set off with a large group of people after making a little arrangement, but the war horse asked the steward of the post station to sign and stay in place.

Daqin's post house system is very developed, and there will be corresponding official documents that need to be delivered once a day, so Lu Zhe and others can take the certificate stamped by the post house director to Hanzhong to receive a new war horse.

It took more than ten days, and because it was a daytime march and very careful along the way, this time it left the range of the plank road without losing manpower.

After a group of people made their intentions clear to the garrison of Hanzhong County, the garrison commander did not say a word and let the post house under his rule replenish a corresponding number of war horses, and arranged boats so that Lu Zhe and his group could continue to go south along the river by boat.

Although the water is long, it is not able to go directly to Nanjun, so I turned to Hanshui in Xunyang halfway and drifted with the tide for three days, right? They landed in a small county town called Junji, and because they were in a hurry along the way, they could not understand the local customs and scenery, and it took about a month and a half to finally step into the boundary of Nanjun......