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From Chengde to Yingzhou, from Yingzhou to Liaoyang, and from Liaoyang along Liaoshui all the way north, through Shenzhou to Kaizhou, until Buyeo, and then here they crossed Shuangliaoshui, continued north, until they reached Da'an, and on this long road, they walked all the way for several months. Since leaving the Liaohe River, there have been sporadic battles, almost all the way to fight. Now, the long journey had long been left behind in the clouds behind him, and the abandoned man wanted to remember what he had seen along the way, but he couldn't remember anything deep and coherent.

The road from Chengde to Yingzhou and Liaoyang is very easy to walk, it is a wide road, and even the section from Yingzhou to Liaoyang has also laid tracks, and there are many stations painted red buildings along the way, each station is a small town, and there are post houses, hotels, and arrow tower turrets. A station is a small town and a small military fort. There were not only the road guards stationed there, but also the nearby military hoarders, as well as the station personnel, the post station personnel, and the merchants and men of the shops. Every twenty or thirty miles, there is a small town with the station as the center, which is a lively place integrating towns, stations, military stations, post stations, military tuns, and trade markets. These originally deserted places outside the gate are now everywhere under the connection of these wide avenues, everywhere are villages, everywhere are cultivated fields, every evening, wisps of white cooking smoke rise, people seem to think that they are in the pass.

Aside from the very characteristic station towns, the only thing left in the abandoned mind seemed to be the clattering of wheels, horse manure and hay under the slabs of a four-wheeled carriage.

But after arriving in Liaoyang. Further north, there is not such an easy track to follow. Although there are also horse lanes. But the road has also become much narrower. They changed their boat from Liaoyang to the north. On the bank of the Liaoyang River, the tall and huge Liaoyang City was seen from a distance, but the officers did not let them enter the city, they waited on the west bank of the Liaoyang River for a day, and then a large number of ships drove up from the downstream, all of which were huge ships, some of which even exceeded the capacity of 10,000 stones, just like a water town. Under the command of the military police in black and red armbands on the docks. They led their horses and lined up with their equipment to get on the boat. Na Qibo had already been assigned to the Sixth Army of the Guards and was going to the training camp in Yanjing. However, at the beginning of the war, a part of the Sixth Guards Army left behind in Yanjing was also transferred to the front, and he, a new recruit, was directly organized into a new cavalry battalion with some other tribal cavalry recruits assigned to the Sixth Guards Army before he had been trained, and more than 500 recruits from Xi, Tatar, Tiele, Tuyuhun, Sogdian, Dangxiang, and other ethnic groups were divided into a new battalion. Then they were organized into five capitals, and the division of them was very simple, and the battalion commander sent from above directly ordered the cavalry of the light brown war horse to be organized into a capital of armor. Recruits on gray and yellow horses are numbered as Yidu, and recruits on dark brown horses are numbered as Bingdu. Because both horses were jujube, he was assigned to Dingdu, and the horses of this recruit were basically jujube red and golden yellow. The most pale red and iron-blue horses were woven into the fifth capital.

Then, the new cavalrymen of the tribes in each capital were organized into teams and groups, and some non-commissioned officers and sergeants were assigned from above to serve as non-commissioned officers at all levels in each team and group.

After the distribution was completed, their new cavalry battalion of the Sixth Guards Army went aboard the ship along with the new battalions of other units. For the first time, like many of his companions, they were on board the huge ship and sailed down the wide river. At first, many recruits were excited, but it didn't take long for many to start getting seasick.

He vomited for a few days, until he felt that his stomach was vomited, and the whole person was extremely weak, and even the war horses had to be taken care of by a few Han soldiers from the same capital, some of them came from Cangzhou and Dengzhou, some came from the Yellow River, and one came from the Huai River, either by the sea or by the river, and they were no strangers to boats. Several Han soldiers are not recruits, but veterans, in their all, they serve as team officers, their highest is the rank of third-class sergeant major, and the lowest one is also a sergeant captain, compared to the newly enlisted private, but it is a complete old bird. They help him take care of his horses without forgetting to make fun of him for being a landlubber.

"Where are you from?"

"The Red Fox Village in Chengde, Rehe!"

"Mockery? No wonder! ”

In their laughter, he felt some contempt for the tribal soldiers, and he couldn't help but swallow the contemptuous words with some insults in his heart.

From the flat track to the river, from the four-wheeled carriage to the larger riverboat, even the two fine jujube red horses of the abandoned erection pricked up their ears and snorted, and kept walking backwards in the cabin as if walking on a frozen river, until a few days later they slowly got used to the feeling of the boat like the renunciation, and everything returned to normal.

After the ships arrived in Shuangliao, the Liao River had two sources here, one was the upstream source of the west, Huangshui, which was also called the West Liao River by the Qin army, which went straight to the depths of the Khitan grassland, and the largest river in their Xi nationality was also a large tributary of the West Liao River. The other source is the Dongliao water from Buyeo in the east.

But they had to go north, so they had to disembark. All the way to the north is the territory of the Murwei people, but the long territory close to the Shuangliao line, the Murwei people have long since withdrawn further north. This is the unmanned garrison area of the Liaodong Province of the Qin Army and the Murowei people, a buffer isolation zone. Therefore, there were no major roads here, and they had to go on horseback.

After arriving in Shuangliao, they did not continue to move forward, but continued to move forward by the combat troops transferred from behind, while these recruits were stationed in Shuangliao for a wartime training.

The new cavalry battalion was stationed and trained in a ranch of the Murowei people, which was originally the residence of a small Murowei tribe, but most of the Murowei people were gone, and only a few old and weak people remained here who were unwilling to leave.

The officers sent from above exhausted them every day with boring, monotonous and intense training. It was not dark, and the lights were not blown. They had to practice endlessly, and the cavalry queue changed. Infantry and cavalry work together. Even in his free time, he had to recite the army drill code, the saber manual, the military training regulations, the Qin King's instructions and other miscellaneous precepts, and even had to endure mosquito bites at night. Listen to the teachings there to teach them to learn Chinese characters, learn to draw military maps, what reconnaissance skills, battlefield first aid, battlefield communications, battlefield interrogation, and other things.

Until ten o'clock in the evening, after the o'clock and the post, he had to assemble and line up, line up in a horizontal line under the gaze of the white-faced girl-like teaching eyes, and then sing the new "Qin King Breaking Array Music" with his hoarse voice like a male duck eunuch.

The next morning, it was another day of repeating the same old tune.

Such a life. Let those tribal soldiers such as Na Qibo look forward to going to the battlefield as soon as possible, and would rather fight with the coalition forces happily. It's like living such a boring and monotonous training day.

In this ranch where they were stationed, there was only one young woman except for a group of old men and old ladies. It was an old man's slave, a Silla slave, a young slave girl who was not too ugly, and everyone called her Aman.

That girl was like a lotus flower in the green lotus leaf, and in this boring training life, the men of the whole battalion were staring at her, even the officers and non-commissioned officers.

During the cavalry training, she often ran out of her sick and dying master's tent and watched the cavalry train from afar.

The battalions and detachments practiced, but the young soldiers of each team always looked at the red in the green bush from time to time.

Just as their month-long training camp was coming to an end, something happened.

That day, he was on duty in the stable, and during the lunch break, there were some officers whose horses were very dishonest and were biting their ears, and he took the whip and drove the horses at the head of the team away, and then went to see his two red horses, which were chewing hay with taste. Because they hadn't worked for several months, and they had the battlefield essence supplied by the army, they even grew a layer of fat. He gently touched the two war horses, for a Xi warrior and a cavalryman, the war horse was their brother. Just then, he heard a low shout and a jumble of footsteps in the dark corner of the stable, and he followed the sound.

Then, after his eyes darkened, he was pulled up by a few hands behind the haystack.

"Who?" He shouted.

"Then you are here too." A voice sounded in a low voice beside him, and it was only then that he adjusted to the darkness and saw clearly that it was a few soldiers of his own team.

Their faces were a little nervous, a little hidden. He was suspicious, and here he heard a growing noise behind the haystack in the dark corner of the stable, and went straight to it.

"What are you doing?" He ran into one of his accomplices, a party fighter, whose bald hair was conspicuous.

"Your kid is here too, go quickly." The party recruit spewed a mouth full of bad breath and whispered, "It's cool, let's go, the brothers dragged Aman there, that, all day long, let's make her happy."

Na Bo's face sank, and he pushed away the party soldiers and ran forward. The party member covered the knee that was hit and muttered and cursed, "Dog's day, anxious bird, those who see it have a share, don't you want to let you come to the day." ”

The abandoned man ran to the corner, and in the corner, where the hay was piled up, gathered a large group of tribal cavalry recruits, all of them, more than a dozen of them. He squeezed through a few recruits and squeezed to the front.

The young Silla slave Aman lay motionless on the ground, her head still covered by a horse coat, and her skirt had been torn to the collarbone above her breasts. The small Goguryeo cavalry trembled a few times on top of her, then got up with a smile and retreated to the wall, giving up his place to the man who had his turn.

"Brute!"

The abandonment couldn't help but scold, then turned around and struggled to run out.

"This kid is going to make a report!" A Shatuo soldier who was still wearing his pants shouted.

A group of people blocked him in the house, covered his mouth, and dragged him back. The man struggled and knocked down two men and kicked another one with his feet, but eventually he was knocked to the ground, and the men wrapped his head in a horse coat and tied his hands as they did with Aman. Don't let him hear who hit him. They threw him to the edge of the manger. Punched and kicked him. Then he ignored him. After about half an hour, he heard a whisper and the closing of the doors as the recruits came in and out.

After a while they let him go, and a vicious Tatar and two partisans stood guard at the door.

"Don't say anything!" The tall Tatar stared at him viciously.

"Don't talk nonsense, or we'll cut off your big bird!" One of the two party members next to him sneered and threatened.

Na Kibo watched as the other two Goguryeo men carried Aman out of the curtain, her legs exposed outside her skirt, hanging motionless. They quietly carried her to her tent. I threw it in from the outside, and walked away.

He followed with some concern, opened the tent and walked in.

She lay on the ground, and it took a while for her to get up, her arms weak and shivering. He stood in the gentleman's frank swing, watching her stagger to her feet, her hair scattered, as if she had completely changed into a person. He reached out to help her, but was pushed away by her indifference. She looked into his face. It's like looking at a bitter enemy, indifferent and resentful.

"I didn't bully you. I just wanted to save you, but I couldn't beat a group of them. Na Qibo didn't know why he wanted to explain, but he only felt that his explanation was weak.

Reluctantly withdrawing from the tent, on the way back to the stable, the Tatar bumped into him and warned him viciously again, "Don't meddle in your business, or if you dare to leak the slightest rumor, I dare to swear in front of the immortal heaven, we will slaughter you and eat your flesh, do you hear?" ”

During training, the head of the team saw a scar on his eye socket and the marks of torn clothes, and immediately asked, "Who did you fight with, and what did this look like?" ”

Na Bo looked down at his torn clothes, and when he remembered what had happened, he suddenly felt a tingling in his heart, and almost wanted to cry. He kept his head down, but he could already feel in the corner of his eyes that several of the people who had participated in the event were staring at him with vicious eyes. He could sense that if he dared to come forward and correct him, they might really kill him afterwards.

"What the hell is going on, Private Na abandon Bo, report to the column!" The little white-faced team leader, who was only in his twenties, stared at him viciously with wide eyes.

He hesitated, although those guys did not do it right, but they were just trampling on a female slave of the Murowei people, even if he reported it truthfully, but those Han officers, at most, would only reprimand them, and in the end, they might be the unlucky ones. This kind of thing, according to the words of the father before it came out, is that they can't do things that spoil women, but don't care about other people's affairs.

"That abandonment, is there someone bullying you, just say it, the army will make the decision for you, the army under the command of King Qin, it is strictly forbidden for anyone to bully their comrades." The voice of the leader of the team raised a few points again.

For some reason, listening to the words of the team leader, the abandoned Bo suddenly had an impulse to say all this. He felt that Qin Jun should be different from what his father had said about Xi Jun, and he also felt this along the way. After struggling for a long time, he finally blushed, gritted his teeth, and said loudly, "Report, I want to report that a total of thirteen soldiers in Bendu gang-raped Aman, the maid of Muvenu. I report"

He finished the long sentence in one breath, and reported all the names of the thirteen Pontus soldiers who had participated in the ruin of Oman without missing a single one.

This was like a thunderbolt, which shook the young team leader, and even the soldiers who participated in this matter were shocked, but they did not expect that Na Qubo would dare to report them publicly.

The head of the team immediately sent a soldier to report to the capital and the battalion headquarters, and soon, the battalion owner and the people of each capital will arrive in person, and the battalion headquarters Yu Hou personally led the military police to arrest the thirteen accused people as soon as possible.

Then Oman was brought in and a temporary military court was set up directly on the training ground for a public trial. For this matter, the thirteen people did not deny it, and they all directly admitted it. They didn't even realize the seriousness of the matter, and in their eyes, they were just slaves to an enemy, even if it was bad. It's a big deal to apologize and accompany you, or be locked up and fined a salary, at most it's a military stick.

However, the consequences of the matter were very serious, to their surprise, when the battalion headquarters Yu Hou interrogated them clearly, he immediately sent someone to report to the superiors, and the superiors also attached great importance to this matter, and reported it layer by layer, and soon reported it directly to Li Jing, the king of Qin, Li Jing and several military officials such as the General Staff Yuan, the Governor's Office of the Five Armies, and the Military Department all instructed to punish them severely.

Later, Li Jing handed over the case to the military police for disposal, and the military police headquarters quickly sent an investigation team, and in the shortest possible time, they basically figured out the matter before and after, and obtained ironclad evidence of the case. After requesting Li Jing again, the investigation team announced the verdict.

The thirteen people involved in the case were sentenced to rape, gang rape and other crimes, and were directly beheaded on the spot, and the first recruits were sentenced to severe execution. When the verdict was read, everyone was shocked. Everyone knows that this incident may not be small, but they would never have imagined that for the sake of a slave of the enemy people, thirteen cavalrymen were actually executed.

But when the executioner publicly executed thirteen men on the spot, and disposed of their heads with lime, and sent them to the battalions for display, everyone was shocked. Especially for those tribal recruits who have just been recruited, they finally understand that the military regulations and other regulations they memorize all day long are not boring, and it turns out that every one of them is a real iron law.

The day after the execution of the thirteen delinquent soldiers, the battalion headquarters sent a commendation order from above to Na Wai Bo, who was promoted to private of the second class and awarded a Tiger Medal for his meritorious prosecution! (To be continued......)