Chapter 79 Everyone has his own means "Captain, our team has lined up!" Cao Yongxiang and Tang Guangqiang had good execution abilities. After entering the rebel camp, they immediately began to command their team members to line up at designated locations and wait for orders. "it is good!" "You two, return to the team immediately!" Li Dingguo nodded, waved his hand and said, "Next, we will wait for the king to give the order to march." "Yes!"…… Tang Guangqiang and Cao Yongxiang quickly stood at attention, saluted, trotted to their mounts, and climbed on them. The other three youth camp teams nearby have also lined up. Everyone was riding on horseback, motionless. The entire young camp was like sculptures riding on horseback. From a distance, they looked like elite soldiers.
But in fact, they are just show-offs and cannot be called elite soldiers at all. Only those who have survived many wars can become elite soldiers who are truly ready to die. About an incense stick of time later, the hundred-man logistics camp soldiers that followed the youth camp were also commanded by the two leaders of the logistics camp to arrive at the designated location and line up. "Well, this camp for orphans has finally grown up properly." Zhang Xianzhong, standing on the high platform, looked at the Youth Camp formation that had finished its battle formation the fastest. He stroked his long beard with satisfaction, nodded, and thought to himself, "Only one and a half months have passed, and Li Dingguo, Ai Nengqi, Liu Wenxiu, and Zhang Huier have all broken through to the early second level of martial arts." "Give them another month to practice peacefully. It shouldn't be a problem for all four of them to break through to the third level of martial arts." “By then, it will basically be useful.” He then cast his gaze towards the somewhat messy old camp soldiers, frowning slightly, very dissatisfied, "These guys are so stupid!" "We've been training for so long, but we're not even half as efficient as the orphan camp!" "If they have the same number of people, without the participation of generals above the second level of martial arts, they will definitely not be able to defeat the current orphan camp!" This was not the first time he had seen such an irritating situation among the soldiers in the old camp; he had seen it countless times! Take the recent few days for example, Zhang Xianzhong came personally to train the soldiers of the old camp, and was often annoyed. At least by yesterday evening, the 800 soldiers from the old camp were able to barely form a basically usable military formation within a quarter of an hour. As for the military killing formation that he majored in, it had just reached Zhang Xianzhong's minimum requirements! It's nothing. Due to their background, most of these adults are not only uneducated, but their thoughts are also basically rigid, making it difficult for them to adapt. After all, these guys were either hunters, refugees, civilians, or soldiers who had fled here. According to Zhang Xianzhong's estimation, it would take at least one or two months for the soldiers of this old camp to learn how to form the Seven Star Bagua Formation at a proficient level. In this respect, they are far inferior to the young camp led by Li Dingguo and Ai Nengqi. About another cup of tea later, under the loud shouting of Zhang Kewang, Bai Wenxuan, Feng Shuangli and Ma Yuanli, all the rebel soldiers here finally lined up. Zhang Xianzhong wanted to curse, but he didn't know where to start. He could only sigh secretly, and suddenly swung his big hand forward. The true energy in his body circulated, and he let out a thunderous roar: "Let's go!"
After saying that, he jumped off the high platform, made a few leaps, and appeared next to Zhang Kewang the next moment. He said to him, "Kewang, you lead two hundred vanguard soldiers to clear out the enemy scouts along the way!" "Don't be careless, or you'll be ambushed without knowing it!" "Another purpose of our battle this time is to train our rebel army's ability to march and camp in the wild!" About a month later, the rebel army was about to evacuate and flee to avoid the attack of the "living devil" Hong Chengchou. Therefore, it is very necessary to conduct several large-scale military march exercises now. Tianjiazhuang was about 150 miles away from Dingbian City. Even if all the soldiers in the logistics camp rode in horse-drawn carriages, they could not travel fast. It would probably take a whole day to reach their destination. "Foster father, I obey your orders!" Zhang Kewang quickly agreed, then rode his spirit beast warhorse to the front of the vanguard soldiers who were ready. After announcing the king's military order, he led the two hundred soldiers from the old camp and rode forward. They quickly left the Wang family compound and headed straight for the west gate along the street leading to the west of the city. Following closely behind was the central army led by Zhang Xianzhong himself, consisting of Bai Wenxuan and Ma Yuanli, accompanied by 400 soldiers from the old camp, forming this not very large central army. Following the central army were 5,000 soldiers from the logistics battalion. Most of them sat in empty carriages, while a small number were responsible for driving the carriages and following the central army soldiers. The last to move were the youth battalion led by Li Dingguo. They will be responsible for the rear guard work according to the orders of the Eighth King Zhang Xianzhong, and will also be tasked with protecting the soldiers of the logistics camp. The army is setting out. There are no large groups of powerful monsters or demons lurking nearby, and there is no intelligence indicating that there are large groups of government troops nearby. Therefore, the task for Li Dingguo and his group of young soldiers was actually very easy. Anyway, we are marching during the day, and the huge smoke screen created by the army's march is enough to scare away most dangers, so there is no need to worry about safety on the road. At this moment, Zhang Xianzhong's keen perception suddenly realized something and he suddenly looked up at the sky! I saw at least a dozen spirit pigeons flying up from all directions far away in the city, rapidly soaring into the sky, and then quickly dispersing and flying in all directions outside the city! There is no doubt that this is the spiritual bird, the carrier pigeon, specially cultivated by the three wealthy families entrenched outside Dingbian City. From this we can see that even though Dingbian City has been combed several times by the rebel soldiers, there are still many local spies hiding in it, and they are hiding very well. This type of spies are basically warriors who have practiced the art of concealment and breath concealment. In addition, they were born and raised in Dingbian City, so they must have many secret hiding places and would not be easily exposed. Now it was a matter of life and death for their master. These spies who had been hiding very deeply could not help themselves at last. They risked their lives to send a message to warn their master in time, regardless of the danger of being exposed. “Swoosh!”… At this time, Feng Shuangli, who had been maintaining a high level of vigilance in the military camp, suddenly led the two hundred warriors and soldiers from the old camp who stayed behind, rushed out of the camp on fast horses, and quickly rushed towards the place where the pigeons had just flown away! As for whether you can find and catch the other party, it depends on luck. After all, the enemy is not stupid. Their ancestors have been entrenched in Dingbian City for generations and control most of the shops. How could they not know how to dig tunnels? As long as they hide in the tunnel after taking the risk to communicate, it will be difficult to find them unless you are too unlucky. Therefore, it was still possible for Feng Shuangli, who stayed behind in Dingbian City, to lead a team to capture several enemy spies. But to catch all the spies from the wealthy families would be a joke and absolutely impossible. (End of this chapter)