"Hey ho!"

"Hey ho!"

A ballista crossed the muddy ground and was placed in the wilderness, pointing far ahead.

The servants from Hedong County straightened up and wiped their sweat.

There was a lively scene all around.

Countless slaves from Ha Dong, Binh Duong, and Hanoi vigorously wielded spades and picks to dig trenches.

The soil accumulated outside the trench was rammed into a wall, and the outside of the wall was covered with thorns and antlers.

The sound of rustling footsteps sounded, and several servants looked back, only to see a large group of men wearing linen shorts approaching dozens of steps away.

The old man waved his sickle, cutting down the weeds in the open space and clearing the shrubs.

The young man spat into the palm of his hand and dug hard into the soil.

The childish boy began to pick up dead branches and leaves in the wild and placed various daily necessities in designated places.

They have to stay here for a long time, there are so many of them, they can't leave.

King Liang gave an order, and the men of the three counties responded. Like hard-working worker ants, they gathered from all over the place, sweating and building forts and earthen walls.

Many of them used iron farm tools for the first time, but they ended up using them to dig trenches instead of irrigating canals.

Many of them felt their bellies full for the first time, not after a good harvest, but on the eve of their hard work.

Many of them have relatives wandering in the ravines...

Looking down from the air, the wilderness is densely packed with people.

Sometimes you will be surprised, is this really a county that has experienced repeated wars, disasters, and diseases? How can so many people be collected?

"Bang!" The first suspension bridge was installed and lowered with a bang, splashing a large pool of mud and water.

"Boom!" The first heavy hammer sounded.

Behind the suspension bridge, the sounds of swords being drawn and sheathed could be heard one after another.

In the shining silver light, densely packed soldiers have already lined up.

"Boom!" The second sound came one after another.

The officers walked around and gave instructions repeatedly, looking at the tigers and leopards on the flags, showing their teeth and claws in the wind, jumping around, as if they were about to rush out.

"Dong dong..." The rhythm of the drum is getting faster and faster, and it is continuous.

The first platoon of sergeants stepped out.

Then the second row, the third row...

The young men who were reinforcing the earthen wall at the door watched silently.

These are the soldiers from the Heijinzuo camp.

There didn't seem to be any fear on their faces, and they were walking leisurely and calmly, as if they were going on an outing.

The armor leaves on his body were rustling, and there was a faint smell of blood.

The spear was held high, and it was unknown how many living souls were stained on it.

There is a bow on the left and a sword on the right at the waist. The bow has been strung and the sword has been sharpened.

There are various weapons stuck diagonally on the broad and straight back.

They walked through the muddy grass, crossed the trench, formed an array outside the earth wall, and then sat on the ground.

Regardless of the mud, the cavalry rode out and circled in the distance.

After a long time, seeing no one coming out of Pujin Guandong City, he stopped and led his horse on foot.

The drum beat for a long time.

In the evening, Hou Feihu climbed up to a high platform, caressed the dog's tail grass swaying in the wind on the wall, and looked at Pujin Pass.

Among the three cities of Pujin Pass, the West City is located on the west bank of the Yellow River and is the largest and has the most soldiers; the Middle City is located on the sandbank in the middle of the river and is the smallest and has the fewest soldiers; the East City is located on the east bank of the Yellow River and is slightly smaller than the West City. There are about five to six thousand cavalry stationed there. During the war,

will increase to more than 10,000 people.

The brave black soldiers of Zuoying formed a formation outside the east city, ready to be ready for enemy surprise attacks.

More than two thousand knights of the Forbidden Army were wandering in the distance, preparing to flank the enemy.

He turned around and looked around.

In the boundless wilderness——

No less than 20,000 people were digging ditches to collect soil, building forts, and placing garrison equipment;

Oxen-horses pulled vehicles to deliver bags of food to the front line;

Smoke curled up from cooking pots, and earthen pots were densely packed as far as the eye could see. They looked like alchemy furnaces or human heads;

A group of new arrivals are receiving straw mats, which are their bedding at night and their destination after death;

Soldiers with yellow scarves on their heads appeared far to the north, in neat formation, with dense spears like a jungle, slowly crawling forward...

Six thousand black cavalry troops, 2100 brave cavalry troops, 8700 yellow-headed troops, more than 3000 barbarian light cavalry troops, plus more than 20000 craftsmen and Ding Zhuang accompanying the army, together formed this camp.

They will rely on long trenches, earthen walls and solid fortresses to keep an eye on the enemy at Pujin Pass.

Hou Feihu walked down the platform.

Wherever he went, no matter who he was, everyone bowed and saluted.

The weight of an army depends on its commander.

With the burden of 40,000 people on his body, Hou Feihu looked calm and walked smoothly.

****

The mountain road was extremely wet after the rain, and from time to time people fell down into the deep, turbulent stream.

The man who fell into the water shouted loudly and floated up and down in the water.

The imperial army group on the mountain road did not pause for a moment, and even the township party members who came out together only glanced at him a few more times, and then continued to move forward with the large group.

He will no longer exist.

He will be buried in the cold river forever, disappearing from everyone's sight and even memory.

The large army walked out of Xiaoshan Mountain, came to a relatively gentle area, and turned to the west.

Outside the village beside the road, two carriages were parked there.

The clerks took out silk fabrics from the cart, two pieces each.

The woman covered her face and cried.

Rewards have never been given in advance. Are they trying to buy the lives of their fathers, brothers, and children in advance? The men of the fifth battalion of the Wansheng Army were silent.

They took out the faded yellow scarf from the bottom of the box and stroked it gently. After a long time, they gritted their teeth, quickly wrapped it around their heads, and strode out the door.

The weapons depot in Cuntou has been opened.

The team leader stood at the door and waved to them.

Weapons were thrust into the hands of the yellow-headed army men, and pieces of equipment were carried onto the carriage.

At some point, a small Buddhist temple was erected outside the arsenal.

A monk who had traveled here watched them quietly.

After a while, he fetched a futon, sat cross-legged, and clasped his hands.

There was an endless stream of men in front of the arsenal. After taking out the equipment, they ran off into the distance and never looked back.

The monk muttered words in a deep and sad voice.

Who are you praying for?

Who are you grieving for?

Is it the enemy, the yellow-headed army man in front of me, or both?

A group of crows landed on the branches, quietly watching the figures of the Yellow-headed Army soldiers retreating in the distance.

The village is already empty.

The woman held the child in her arms, as if she had lost her energy and energy, looking dejectedly at the yellow ocean that was gradually gathering on the earth.

When the men gathered together, the feeling of separation was slowly diluted, and a heroic feeling grew from the bottom of my heart.

Taking teams and buildings as units, the number of people gathered has exceeded 2,000.

The flags were shot out and flying in the air.

The swords and guns were drawn out, as if they were thirsty for blood.

On both sides of the queue are green fields. It has been a month and a half since the spring sowing, and the millet seedlings are growing well.

Perhaps, when we return home triumphantly with a large sum of money, we will have another good harvest, right?
To be continued...