Wang Xu was moved in his heart, and his tone became more gentle: "Shamoke, you get up first!" ”

"No!" Young Shamoko sat down on the ground, turned his head away, and refused to rise. "If the Holy Lord wants to transfer us to the Southern Legion, I won't leave."

"Okay, I promise you, you won't go to the Southern Legion." Wang Xu didn't want to make the Wuxi barbarians sad, so he agreed to his request, but then reprimanded: "However, you get up for me first, you are also a middle-class general now, what kind of system is it to sit on the ground like this?" ”

Shamoko suddenly bounced up from the ground, and the color of surprise was overflowing: "Holy Lord, are you serious? ”

"Hmm!" Wang Xu smiled: "The Southern Legion is missing you, and there are still 60,000 people, you should be able to deal with emergencies, since you insist on staying by my side, then you will be merged into the White Tiger Legion and belong to Zhang Liao, but how to distribute it, you must obey Zhang Liao's orders, otherwise I will never spare you!" ”

"Holy Lord, rest assured, I understand what a military order is." Shamoko patted his chest on the spot and promised.

"That's good."

Wang Xu glanced at him with a smile, then looked at the garden not far away, and took another step, and Shamoke immediately followed happily.

"As for the establishment question you raised, it's not that I'm biased, but because the Nanban tribes have a lot more people than your clansmen, although joining the army, you can establish meritorious deeds, you can become officials, and you can get glory, this is what we are pursuing, but the clansmen also need to multiply, and our hometown also needs someone to build, I, the Holy Lord, can't pull all my people out to fight!"

"In the settlement of the Wuxi barbarians, many cities have just been built, and the clansmen have finally opened a new chapter. Did you just give up? Besides, we're at war outside. They are also needed to provide food and clothing in the rear. It's all gone to war, what will happen in the future? ”

Shamoke used to be the barbarian king of the Wuxi barbarians, and since he was a child, he was pinned on by the old barbarian king who had died, and he learned a lot of things, and he could still understand these very completely, but he still couldn't help but speak: "Holy Lord, that's what I said, but even if our Wuxi barbarians are smaller than the number of the Southern Barbarians. Tens of thousands of warriors can be dispatched, and it will not affect the reproduction of the ethnic group so strictly! ”

"Don't you die in war?" Wang Xu's tone gradually changed, and he looked at Shamoke solemnly and said: "The clansmen can only think about glory, they can only think about themselves, they can only think about how to make contributions, but can we ignore the overall situation of the clan?" Let me ask you, the Battle of Nanyang and the Battle of Nanzhong in Pingding, there are only 20,000 troops, how many times can they be requisitioned and replenished? How many people died? ”

"This ......," Shamoko muttered, speechless.

"What? Don't dare to say? Wang Xu glanced at him and reprimanded sharply: "On the battle report I got." The death toll was as high as more than 27,000. I know that my people are brave and never afraid of death, but do you understand what the proportion of casualties is? And these are just two battles, and there are countless more battles that await us in the future. ”

"Fearlessness is not the same as being stupid, ordinary people don't have to think about it, but can we not think about it? If this fight continues, if there are no more clansmen to multiply in the rear, do you hope that the entire Wuxi barbarian tribe will be defeated from now on? Since you have honored me as your Lord and given me your loyalty and faith, then I must be responsible to my people and lead them to glory and not to destruction. ”

"Maybe we can't take care of it, let alone take into account every tribe, but we must have the whole tribe in our hearts. I believe that the wise old barbarian king used to teach you the same thing, and your current thoughts must have disappointed him under Jiuquan. ”

Shamoko is not a stupid person, he can understand it at a moment, his body trembles at the moment, and he thinks of the earnest advice of the old barbarian king, and infinite guilt rises in his heart. "Holy Lord, I was wrong, I'll go back and try to appease the people!"

"Wait!" Wang Xu stopped Shamoke, who was about to turn around, and frowned: "The clansmen themselves have desires, and the gap is too big, and it is difficult to appease, so let's do it!" In the future, Wuxi warriors will increase the number of 20,000 soldiers, and the specific ownership will be resettled after all arrive in Xiangyang. ”

"Hmm!" Shamoke nodded again and again, with a smile on his face: "I'll take the word to Bingcao!" ”

"And ......" Wang Xu stretched out his hand and grabbed him.

"What else does the Holy Lord command?" Shamoko said happily.

Wang Xu glared at him fiercely, and said sharply: "I heard that Guo Junshi has strictly ordered you to read the military book, you go back to read it for me, and the next time we meet again, I will personally torture you, if there is no result, you will go back to Jingnan for me to give birth!" ”

"Ahh Holy Lord, I'm a rough man, this ......" Shamoko's face turned blue instantly, and he hurriedly explained.

"Needless to say! Don't even give reasons in front of me, I just want to know the result! Wang Xu waved his hand to interrupt and said unceremoniously: "The lives of every clansman are precious, they can die with dignity, but I don't allow anyone to take them to death because of stupidity!" ”

"This ......" Shamoko opened his mouth, but did not know how to refute it, sighed, and said dejectedly, "Okay, I'll do my best." ”

Wang Xu looked at his depressed appearance, smiled slightly, and encouraged: "Go ahead, you are a real warrior, very smart and persevering, I believe that you will work hard to learn for the sake of the people, and I believe that you will not disappoint me and the Wuxi people." ”

"Holy Lord, I understand!"

Shamoko replied heavily, took his leave, and left.

Wang Xu walked around the courtyard alone a few times, thought about something silently, and then returned to the main courtyard to rest.

A few days later, Zhang Liao, Han Meng, and Yan Yan completed the reorganization of the Southern Army and resigned and went south.

Before leaving, Zhang Liao suddenly proposed that he hoped that the soldiers would secretly go south in batches, because he did not want to go to Jingnan with great fanfare, and be stared at by secret agents from all sides, thus exposing his various defensive deployments.

Wang Xu approved his proposal, let him make his own arrangements, and ordered the naval army Song Qian and Jia Hua to fully assist.

The soldiers of the Southern Army took the tun as a unit, under the leadership of the direct commander of the tun, and were divided into countless batches to slowly go south, and the external saying was that it was the regular transfer of the county soldiers to change the guard, and even the soldiers within the Southern Army only knew where they were going, but they didn't know how many people were going and what arrangements others had.

Then, only half a month, 60,000 elite warriors selected by the various departments of the Nanban arrived in Xiangyang, and Wang Xu personally went to reorganize and gave the name of Nanban Jiawei.

At this time, there were 30,000 soldiers in the three major army corps of Xiangyang and the Western Legion, including 10,000 veterans and 20,000 newly trained recruits.

There are 20,000 people in the Blue Dragon Legion, 10,000 Green Dragon Knights, and 10,000 veterans.

There are 30,000 White Tiger Legions, 10,000 veterans, and 20,000 Wuxi warriors.

Considering that the number of Nanban armor guards was huge and could not be managed together, Wang Xu divided the Nanban armor guards into three parts, 20,000 to the Western Legion, 20,000 to the Qinglong Legion, and the remaining 20,000 were temporarily commanded by Wang Fei, and Meng Huo, Putu and other barbarian generals also served in each army separately.

Since then, Xiangyang has begun a vigorous large-scale military training, and the conscription lists of various counties can be seen everywhere......

On the evening of the seventh day of September 199 A.D., the sun sets, the earth in the north of Xiangyang City is bathed in the golden glow, the city gate is walking in twos and threes, the evening breeze blows slowly, brings up the faint fragrance of flowers and trees, makes people feel refreshed and happy.

The soldiers on duty at the gate of the city were changing guards, and when the two soldiers handed over, they were still telling pleasant jokes.

Because Xiangyang is extremely prosperous, if there is no major event, the city gate will not be closed at night, so the guards will also be changed at dusk, and these soldiers will be on duty until midnight, and then from the next wave to dawn, a total of four times a day.

Yiqiē was still as calm as usual, but suddenly, the sound of horses' hooves suddenly appeared in the distance.

Out of habitual reaction, the two soldiers who were handing over involuntarily looked over.

There were about seven or eight people who came, dressed in armor, galloping on horses, and there was a faint sense of killing.

"Stop!"

The commander on duty at the city gate reacted very quickly, and his vigilance was also very high, and he shouted loudly in an instant, and the other soldiers then stood in several columns, and the spears were neatly lowered, blocking the city gate, and the people who passed by retreated into the distance in a hurry, watching this scene curiously.

The seven or eight people who rushed over did not slow down because of this, but the leader took out a small thing and shouted loudly: "Get out of the way quickly, and hurry up at the border for eight hundred miles!" ”

The chief guarding the door frowned, a little hesitant, but finally gritted his teeth and said: "Let him in first, find two brothers to follow on horseback, if you don't run to the general's mansion, you will report immediately." ”

In an instant, the soldiers blocking the gates of the city gave way to a wide passage.

The people did not stay, but set off a gust of wind and dust, and several horses rushed into the city.

It's just that they also seem to know the rules of Xiangyang City, and after entering the city, they slowed down their horses' speed and kept them within a controllable range to avoid hitting people.

At this time, Wang Xu was enjoying dinner with his family in the main courtyard of the inner mansion, and was eating happily, when the moon shadow suddenly shouted loudly in the courtyard: "Lord, Xu Shu sent someone to report and ask the lord to rush to the front mansion meeting hall immediately." ”

Wang Xu frowned, and put down the dishes and chopsticks unhappily: "What's so urgent?" ”

The women were also a little excited, and the meal that was originally happy was obviously coming to an end.

"Let's go!" Xu Shu smiled and said gently: "If Xu Yuanzhi has nothing important, he will never disturb you." ”

"Hmm!" Wang Xu only complained a few words, he still knew it in his heart, and nodded at the moment: "Then I'll go to the discussion first, you eat, don't wait for me, I guess I won't be able to eat tonight!" ”

"Husband, remember to bring your sword!" Cai Yan wisely stepped aside, took off the cadre's sword, and handed it over.

"Hmm!" Wang Xu answered, smiled at the women, turned around and left.

When he came to the courtyard, his face had sunk, and he walked briskly, already asking Moon Shadow, "What's so urgent?" ”

"It is said that it was sent from the northwest for eight hundred miles to expedited!" Moon Shadow followed him closely, speaking calmly.

"Eight hundred miles expedited!" Wang Xu was stunned.

Eight hundred miles of expedited does not refer to the distance of eight hundred miles, but a kind of code name for the General's Mansion, which means the highest level of urgency, thousands of miles, thousands of miles are the same.

This made him involuntarily speed up his pace again: "How can it be an eight-hundred-mile rush?" With Fengxiao in charge, shouldn't there be such a big thing? ”

PS: Pray for the people in the earthquake-stricken areas of Yunnan and wish to get through this disaster as soon as possible! (To be continued......)