In the middle of October, the scorching heat of Western Asia can be regarded as a little cool, the cold from the Caucasus gradually cancels out the heat from the Red Sea, the Indian Ocean, and the cold autumn wind blows a lot of dry grass and trees, bringing a gloom to this hot land. XsHuoTXt

However, this is a good thing for many Fujian soldiers from the bitter cold areas of the north, at least they don't have to gasp into dogs with heat.

Facing the autumn wind, several carts pressed a few deep marks on the grass, with a gun between their right arms, and more than a hundred Confucian soldiers already had a military demeanor, walking neatly, but the generals were a little drowsy.

Seeing the two sturdy knights galloping wildly, like hamsters released from the cage, they were spreading joy around the convoy to their heart's content, and the red scarf behind the leading knight was still waving in the wind like a red flag, rubbing his head Song Jing had a headache.

Sima Ke in the army is an important position, supervising military discipline, accounting for grain, but these things, Li Ming doesn't seem to be interested, now the Confucian soldiers are in a critical transition period, every member is trying their best to restrain themselves to abide by discipline, Sima in the army took the lead in running so crazy, which has a much worse impact.

I can't say anything about her, personal friendship is one thing, on the other hand, Xue Ne told herself several times that this mysterious teammate has a special identity, and he must take care of her, so that Song Jing can't pull down his face and reprimand.

Song Jing was not the only one who annoyed Li Ming, beside him, Yao Chong's sunny little white face in the past seemed to have turned into an ice cube face like the season, and he didn't say a word from the time he set off to the present, which made Song Jing feel worried, yesterday he was also for the overall situation, could it be that he was misunderstood by his brother as an official?

Brother Yao shouldn't be so careful, right?

In his strange thoughts, the convoy escorting the military rations and salaries walked forward dullly.

It is said that the border is bitter, and the people are resentful, which is also a fact, the land that Xue Ne laid down, he left, but the Confucian soldiers could not give up, and in a short period of time they could not afford to build a bunker fortress belonging to the Fujian army.

The history of some fortresses can even be traced back to the period of Cyrus the Great of the ancient Persian Empire, the rammed earth low wall has been cut by more than half of time, the buildings in the fortress have already collapsed, and the sergeants built the sheds that leak on all sides, the day is very hot, and the night is cold, that kind of day is really not ordinary people's life,

The daily coarse food, the serious shortage of water, some soldiers often can only drink a glass of muddy river water from a distance in the evening, but these ** torture is still secondary, the most unbearable, is loneliness.

As soon as the sun set, the whole earth was dark, completely black, there was no light source, there was no one in a radius of more than ten miles, some were just the howl of wild wolves, loneliness was like a demonic beast tearing at the heart, the whole world abandoned itself like a sense of despair, and everyone who was depressed was out of breath.

Song Jing came over with salaries along the way, but he was warmly welcomed by various military fort brigades, not because of a few hanging money, it is useless to have money here, but the feeling of being remembered and missed makes people's hearts warm.

The newly arranged outposts were irregularly distributed on the eastern bank of the Shatt al-Arab, and from Qom City, with such hospitality, the payment and supply were only halfway through the morning, and they had to stop beside the rushing Shatt al-Arab.

There were dry meadows everywhere, and there was still a boiling river in front of him, but the lunch problem was solved, and about 100 people gathered around four stove pits, threw a few pieces of dried beef in the pot, put a handful of salt, and the lunch was solved.

Holding his knees and waiting for the pot to open, Song Jing looked uncomfortable, on the left, Yao Chong had an ice cube face, and on the right, Li Ming was busy with a pack of addictions, using a wooden stick to keep poking and muttering under the pot, and he didn't know whether to say it or not.

It can be calculated, the river water in the iron pot made ripples, the large strands of bubbles turned up, and the dried beef can be regarded as exuding bursts of meaty aroma, seeing that the big guys are hungry, the chef is also a little anxious to extinguish the fire and prepare soup for everyone, who knows that a bowl of water has not been splashed, but it was stopped by Li Ming.

"Be careful, don't burn! I'll come and drink some water. ”

Yao Chong, who had been holding back for a long time and didn't say a word all morning, could be regarded as holding back a word, but it was not dissuasion, watching Li Ming continue to throw firewood and grass into the fire like a fool, he went up and took a hand.

After a morning of escorting, the soldiers were obviously hungry, but the two officials were messing around, and they didn't dare to say anything, but everyone's faces were not very good-looking, looking at this scene, Song Jing's face finally became gloomy, brewed for a while, and reprimanded in annoyance.

"Enough!"

"This is the army, not a playhouse, I want to play a picnic game and go home to play, the big guys are hungry, immediately put out the fire and eat!"

The fierce scolding obviously made Yao Chong's face a little ugly, but before he could argue, Li Ming had already raised a few handfuls of ash on the fire with a smile, and laughed nonchalantly: "Okay, okay, isn't this finished baking!" ”

The big iron pot was finally moved aside, and the men served the soup and meat as fairly as possible for the sergeants, and although it had been boiled for a while, the dry beef was still hard to chew like a mummy, and there was the sound of cows eating grass everywhere.

Obviously not interested in the dry field beef, Li Ming was still pulling in the ash heap with interest, her little hands were red from the hot fire that had just been extinguished, and a lot of **** was smeared on her cheeks.

Knocking on the clods of soil, there was actually a fragrant roast chicken inside, riding a horse and running in the wild for a morning, obviously the prey that Li Ming shot and hunted, how could I never expect to have this hand, looking at the roast chicken that sprayed and thought, and then looked at Li Ming, who was excited to tear off a chicken thigh, with a cute look, and a small flower face, followed by Yao Chong, who was busy with his gray face, couldn't help but smile.

But then, his smile froze on his face, without taking a big bite of food, and as soon as he turned around, Li Ming stuffed the fragrant chicken leg into the mouth of Song Jing who was facing him with a straight face, and saw that Song Jing, who was caught off guard, choked and coughed, and the laughing Li Ming became a flower, and shouted heartlessly.

"Okay, please eat chicken legs, don't be angry."

Although it was a joke, a sense of intimacy was faintly revealed, listening to Song Jing's roar, no one noticed that Yao Chong's very handsome white face didn't know when it was twisted to the side, and there was a faint sound of teeth clenching.

After a dull lunch, the sun shifted to the west from the central axis, and the convoy carrying food and wages once again headed south.

In the afternoon, the wages were smoother, but the sergeants who sent the convoy away looked a little sad, and before the sun had set, the convoy had already emptied its inventory and arrived at the last outpost fortress.

This is also the closest to the front, close to the Shatt al-Arab, where the winding river has made a great turn, and the narrow and turbulent river has been flattened by the sudden widening, forming a shallow beach that has just reached the ankle bone, from here, occasionally poor Bedouins who cannot get along in the desert cross the border to rob the Fujian side, so a brigade of Fujian troops was stationed to guard the river, and a new military fort was built with river mud and wooden piles.

On this trip, Yao Chong proposed to personally deliver the money to the door, on the one hand, to boost morale, and on the other hand, to focus on cracking down on the Takuisi Arab clans that had gathered not far from the mouth of the river.

Nowadays, Oman's largest force, the Caliph Saladin's army, is still fighting in the south with the main force of the Min army, if this one is annihilated, there is no unified big force in the southeast Arabian Peninsula to threaten the rule of Min for the time being, but taking precautions is the quality of any good border general, so Yao Chong's persuasion, this made Song Jing moved.

Facts have proved that Yao Chong's worries are not unreasonable.

In the border guard post named Xinhebao by the river, a tower about 20 meters high was built in order to give early warning, a lone lamp flickered on the tower window, and the face reflected by the firelight flickered, Song Jing listened very carefully to the chatter report of the local guard brigade.

The brigade rate is not too student, the background is still the Shudra of the Tianzhu people, the Tang language is still learned after enlisting in the army, the pronunciation is very non-standard, there is always a dialect taste, Song Jing who listened to it kept frowning, fortunately, it basically means that it is almost the same.

After a while, Song Jing knocked his head with a headache and asked, "So, the activities of the Takuisi people have been really abnormal recently?" ”

"That's right." This time, the veteran brigade rate, who had participated in the counterinsurgency war in southern Tianzhu for several years, nodded very affirmatively.

"In Tianzhu, on the eve of the attack of the Chola tribe, there are always many, many spies to go deeper, or inquire about the stationing of our government soldiers, or collude with the tribes in the territory, recently, we have captured no less than twenty spies of the Takuisi, and the army of General Zhonglang is going south, and recently, these Bedouins will definitely counterattack."

The veteran had already used the word affirmation, and Song Jing's eyelids were picked again, and he clenched his fists and thought for a minute, before he stood up solemnly, and at this time, Cui Parker, the black boy who served as the forward captain, suddenly pushed the door and broke in.

"Captain, the people who have crossed the river have returned, and we have inquired about the news, and the Takuisi are stationed in a valley less than two miles from the Shatt al-Arab, and it seems that the Arab tribes that have recently been driven to the west of the river have been collected by them, a large number of tents, and I don't know how many people there are."

"Okay, tell the brothers, gather the team, let's go beat the fuck!"

For the first time, the military operations planned by the Confucian soldiers themselves, from Cui Parker's several captains, brigade leaders, to selected soldiers, were all very excited, holding the horizontal knife straddling his waist, Song Jing, who walked out of the tower with heavy steps, also had a little faster heartbeat, and in the spiral staircase made of wood, there was a dull sound of footsteps.

But before he could get out of the tower, as soon as he arrived at the entrance of the building, an arm suddenly grabbed Song Jing's shoulders in the darkness and dragged him aside......