System Blessing: The Young Master of the Dong Family and Diao Chan's Fate

Marching two hundred miles in two days is definitely a high-load march for war horses.

Fortunately, Dong Yu had fought twice in Jizhou and Youzhou, so he had a lot of war horses, but he suffered heavy losses in cavalry.

This time, each person rode two horses, and nearly two thousand horses were worn out on the road.

"My lord, we can't go any further. In another thirty miles we'll reach the Baoxia Road Pass. The enemy will likely have a large number of scouts patrolling."

Zhang He pointed forward and reminded Dong Yu.

"The entire army will hide in the woods to rest and follow me in a surprise attack tonight."

Dong Yu nodded and gave the order immediately.

"promise!"

Upon receiving the order, the generals immediately led their troops into the woods.

"Cut some weeds and branches deep in the woods and bundle them up."

"Be gentle and don't make too much noise."

Zhang He and Gao Lan dismounted with their soldiers to cut grass.

There are many dead trees and withered weeds in the forest.

This kind of thing is not scarce in late autumn.

This also provides considerable convenience for subsequent actions.

"Feed the horses more hay and put more salt on the hay."

"If the warhorse can't run at night, you'll all die!"

Zhang Liao walked among the soldiers, constantly giving them instructions.

at the same time

Yizhou Army Camp

Marching, fighting, and setting up camp are all sciences.

But in general, people will choose places surrounded by mountains and water.

In this way, even if the enemy attacks the camp, it will be easier to defend.

In addition, daily materials can be obtained locally, whether it is water or wood, they are necessities for setting up camp.

Although the Wei River is turbid, as a large river, it also has many tributaries.

There would naturally be clearer streams for the army to drink from.

"Why hasn't the Xiliang Army made any moves in the past two days?"

Sun Zhao sat in the tent and asked with a frown.

"I heard that Ma Teng broke into Han Sui's camp a few days ago, and I don't know what happened between the two of them."

"Since then, we haven't continued to attack Meicheng in the past two days."

Wu Yi bowed and told Sun Zhao what he had found out.

"Well... send someone to urge them."

"The food in Yizhou isn't that delicious."

"If they don't continue the attack, this batch of food and fodder will be the last."

Sun Zhao frowned and gave orders.

"The last general takes command!"

Wu Yi bowed and walked out of the military camp.

"Zijing, you will lead three thousand soldiers to guard the entrance to the Baoxia Road and wait for the baggage train transporting food and fodder to arrive and ensure that the food and fodder are safely delivered to our main camp."

Sun Zhao looked at Xi Su and gave orders.

"The last general takes command!"

Xi Su bowed and accepted the order.

Because the road to Shu was difficult to travel, Liu Yan had to rely on the military forces of Ma Teng and Han Sui from Xiliang.

After all, compared with the marching route of Xiliang, it is too difficult to travel from Shuzhong to Sanfu.

It took these 10,000 people more than two months of marching just to get out of Yizhou, out of Hanzhong and reach Sanfu.

However, the people of Xiliang were obviously not very reliable, and they started to disobey at this time.

Sun Zhao prepared a military report on the current situation and prepared to give the letter to the baggage train after it arrived, asking them to take it back to Shu.

Seeing that it was already autumn, he had to ask whether he could still go home for the New Year this year.

Ahem, the purpose was not to go home for the New Year, but because it was difficult to fight in winter. He was asking whether to withdraw the troops if the attack on Chang'an failed.

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The autumn nights come much earlier.

As the sun sets in the west, the originally bright world becomes dim.

A bright moon hangs high in the night sky, its bright moonlight shining on the earth, and even the stars in the sky seem a little sparse.

The horses took off their bells and wrapped their hooves with cloth, and the people held their tongues in their mouths, all in silence.

Thousands of cavalrymen galloped across the wilderness like ghosts.

A distance of thirty miles is neither far nor long.

After being fed enough grass and salt, the war horses' leg strength and endurance were significantly improved.

When they were about ten miles away, Dong Yu raised the golden stick high in his hand.