A few days later, on the east school field of Yandang County, hundreds of Changzheng garrison soldiers were uniformly dressed and lined up in high spirits. Zhang Ming was wearing exquisite leather armor and holding a sharp long halberd. He stood on the platform in front of the team, following several officers, both wearing armor and armor, with a slight look on his face, and his eyes were firmly followed Zhang Ming.

"Kill!" Suddenly, Zhang Ming shouted loudly. Two executioners under the high platform of the school grounds, one of them pressed the Miao people with a beard and a deep nose. The other raised his sword and fell down the Miao people cleanly and neatly. Blood gushed out of thin air. Hundreds of soldiers saw this.

Even the handsome flags floating on it, embroidered with the words "Changsha" and "Cheng" on the black background, seemed to be a little dyed red by blood.

"The flag sacrifice has been completed, the army set off!" Zhang Ming shouted again, and the soldiers started to clamor. Zhang Ming suddenly felt the continuous surging of the qi and blood power connected over the school ground, which made him squint his eyes involuntarily.

With the order, the soldiers naturally started to move. The group began to set out toward the city in a mighty manner, heading to the Qitan Daze, more than 200 miles west of Yandang. It is said that it was the place where Bai Miao lived for generations. The source of information was probably some Chinese people who went out to pick wood and special spy from the chief clerk.

Zhang Ming and several chief officials got off the stage and turned around, either followed the team next to the team or walked in front of the team, and began to command on the spot.

Not far from the schoolyard, Wang Ting, the county magistrate of Yandang County, looked at the figure of Soldier Zhang Ming with a smile on his lips. An old man next to him, was Lu Huanqiu, went forward and said tremblingly: "Mr. County magistrate, the county magistrate is now leading troops to fight. The county town is empty. I wonder if I can recruit some soldiers first to prepare for an accident."

Zhang Ming was worried that he had not brought enough soldiers, so how could he stay in the city to assist in the defense? Besides, if Miao Yi attacked him when he went to war, the county magistrate would have a fault, and his county magistrate was still in trouble, and his county magistrate was still in trouble, but he still had room for punishment for his conscience, so Zhang Ming and Lu Huanqiu were determined to be punished and the county magistrate did not dare to entrust him.

In principle, local officials do not have the right to privately recruit soldiers, but if they are temporary recruits within a small range, they are still within the scope of the country's temporary disposal, and will not be exaggerated. However, it will ultimately violate the regulations. Therefore, the old fox Lu Huanqiu, the old fox, came up with such a plan for Zhang Ming.

The county magistrate naturally understood this section, but he could only smile bitterly, and it was true.

In fact, he had no means to restrain Zhang Ming. For example, when this expedition, the logistics and supplies, and the dispatch of food and grass all depended on his head and tail. If he did not agree, he would not issue the support of the people and the food and grass, Zhang Ming could only be a clever wife and would not be able to cook without rice, and he would sigh.

But just like the subordinates under Zhang Ming, the county magistrate did not want to disobey Zhang Ming's thoughts at this time. It was not only because of fear of Zhang Ming himself, or because of respect for his background. After all, the county magistrate's status is here no matter what.

More importantly, Zhang Ming's move is beneficial to the whole county.

The officials from the county magistrates and officials from all over the country are not without smart people, nor are there no one who can't see the signs that the national dynasty may move a large number of troops again in a short period of time. Even if they are really stupid, they will wake up after seeing Zhang Ming's actions and hearing the rumors he deliberately leaked to win support.

Since this is the case, Zhang Ming himself is willing to resist thunder, so they are naturally willing to provide support to Zhang Ming and let him fight first. If it works, everyone will benefit equally in the end and will not be left behind. However, if an accident occurs, this impact is limited to Zhang Ming. For other officials, it is just a punishment for the criminals.

It is not unbearable for ordinary people who have been conscripted. Changsha has always advocated martial arts due to its national power. The twenty-fourth-class military title system is an inspiration for everyone. As far as three-year-old children who learn to speak, they know that killing enemies can get rewards, official titles, and beautiful land.

After receiving the prompt from Lu Huanqiu, the county magistrate called the county magistrate's chief clerk and several subordinate officials, and arranged the matter of his recruitment.

Of course, the recruitment is also a small-scale area, ensuring public security and prevention unexpectedly. The targets are mainly concentrated in several villages with fewer unification and less burdens in the last round of the conquest of the Jiubu Miao. In this way, the impact will be eliminated to a level that has almost no impact.

Lu Huanqiu is old. Although he has cultivated a certain morale, he also shares the certain royal aura of Zhang Ming and Zhushan Jun and his son. He has certain combat capabilities and is of good benefit to the army. However, his physical energy has dropped significantly, and Zhang Ming is reluctant to take it out for adventure.

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A few days later.

Qitan Daze is located in the southern border, adjacent to Changsha and Ba Kingdom in the west, a large water area of ​​thousands of miles wide. The lakes and rivers are mixed, and there may be many sandbanks in it. The barbarians and Miao people live in, and the miasma is densely populated. It is really not something that the Central Plains people who regard themselves as authentic in the world can tolerate.

However, in order to expand the living space, Changsha could only sting his neck to eat the poisonous flesh and blood, and even fought with the natives for this battle.

Zhang Ming and hundreds of people had been traveling in various sandbanks for several days, but they only had one rough direction for the enemy.

However, they only brought food and grass for two months on their trip, so if they searched for a month and a half, there would be no trace, Zhang Ming could only take his soldiers back for the time being and make plans.

But in this way, the morale of the team will definitely be greatly affected. His own talent will definitely be underestimated, and his influence will definitely be greatly reduced. What's more, he did have a history of defeat, so he fell into the border. It would be hard to say whether he wanted to go to the battle so smoothly next time.

There is no good way to search for the Miao people. You can only carefully investigate the past based on general information. What's more, the Miao people often move, so this kind of activity depends on the referee of luck.

After more than ten days, the morale of the team was obviously very low to the naked eye, and the enthusiasm of several officials to make suggestions for Zhang Ming also greatly subsided.

The team's labor was very hard to move, and it was difficult to walk on the muddy and swampy ground, so the soldiers consumed more food than Zhang Ming estimated. Moreover, in the humid and hot miasma, the food in the area was kept for a long time and would inevitably smell bad. Therefore, only half of their food and grass were left after only twenty days of travel.

If it goes on in this form, Zhang Ming will probably consider returning to the city within a few days.

"Report—"

At this moment, Zhang Ming finally got the good news he had always dreamed of.
Chapter completed!