Chapter 1317: Young Master Soldier

"Di, di di..." The sharp whistle sounded suddenly.
Morton was shocked and woke up from his sleep.
He opened his eyes and looked at the thick wooden rafters on the roof, feeling very strange. Immediately, the memory filled my mind like a tide.
Only then did he realize that this was Viji City, not the station in the Eastern Province.
This huge difference in time and space made him feel a little weird-just a few days in a mere few days, and without much effort, he was already nearly two thousand miles away?
No matter how I think about it, I feel a little bit unreal.
At this moment, the roar of the officers rang.
"All get up, ten minutes later, gather outside, hurry, hurry..."
In the roar of exhaustion, the soldiers suddenly jumped up from the bed, and then hurriedly moved like a headless fly.
Fifteen minutes later, they were already standing outside the barracks vigorously and lined up their team.
When Moore stood in the middle of the team, he suddenly realized that this scene was also so familiar. As if he was still in the military camp in the Eastern Province.
At this time, the officer worthy of the star came forward, glanced at the crowd slightly, ordered the number of people, and then led the crowd to the restaurant.
With the white fish on the horizon, Moore saw that the Nyan Army Corps was also not far away, eating breakfast.
Although it was still far away, Moore could clearly smell the tangy scent from the other party.
He couldn't help but sniffed: What is it, and why is it so fragrant? Just smelling it makes people drool.
Without waiting for him to ask, someone nearby shouted angrily: "This group of young master soldiers eat chicken legs early in the morning. They are not afraid of indigestion."
There was a sudden uproar among the team: that group of Nai'an soldiers... actually eating meat? Is there any reason?~
Can meat be eaten casually?
Everyone who is in the army, can get enough food every day, and pay on time, is already grateful to the Grand Duke. And this group is actually eating meat~
The officer next to him saw Xu chaos in the team, and he was furious: these puppies couldn't walk when they smelled the meat. It was too embarrassing. Not only was it embarrassing to them, but to embarrass themselves as an officer. The faces of soldiers in the eastern provinces, and even the faces of the Grand Duke, were lost.
He snapped a few words. This suppressed the soldiers.
At the same time, there was a burst of envy and envy in his heart: He only heard that the treatment of Nian's soldiers was good, but he didn't expect it to be so good.
Immediately, everyone came to their dining place, but saw a bunch of cooks who were busy sweating profusely. There was a boiling hot pot on them, and there was a pile of strange pots on the table next to them.
After each soldier went up, he received a hot soup, and then gave him a piece of bread and a jar. Just sent people away.
Moore also stepped forward to receive a portion, carrying his own meal in one hand, and weighing the small pot very unexplainably.
The small jar looked like it was made of thin iron skin, and it was heavy, only about half a catty. I squeezed it hard, and there seemed to be something in it that moved physically.
He looked at it carefully, and was very surprised at that little pot.What is this thing for?
How can I get one of these things when I eat?
He looked around, but found that the comrades around him were all unknown. Therefore, a large group of elders formed a circle with their buttocks facing out, squatting on the ground, looking upside down.
The Nian soldiers passing by looked at them and couldn't help laughing. Then the puppies didn't leave. They squatted not far away, watching them happily, as if they were watching a circus.
Their ridicule made everyone a little baffling, but also shameful.
Everyone knows what's wrong, but what's wrong can't be said at all.
Finally, one of Nian's soldiers couldn't stand it anymore. He walked over and said to Moore: "Brother, it's not like this. This is a marching can.
To eat this, you have to lift the lid with a knife. "
As he said, he stretched out his hand and drew a dagger from his waist, and was extremely skilled in inserting and picking it somewhere in the can. Immediately afterwards, I heard a bang. A round lid was picked up.
Then a tangy fragrance came.
Morton's eyes widened when he said: Yes, it tastes the same as the soldiers just ate.
He looked down and saw a large sticky thing inside.
He boldly took a sip: it was meat, yes. Moreover, it tastes quite good.
He conditioned to take another sip, and then another.
At this time, the soldiers next to each other followed suit, and they picked up their cans, then bowed their heads to eat.
Seeing what they were eating, Nian's soldiers disdainfully said: "These hillbillies. They don't even know how to eat a can." Then, he strode away.
Everyone blushed for a while, feeling that their head was lowered. If there were cracks in the ground, they would have gotten in.
The Nian soldier next to him screamed at the man's back and said, "It's a big fart. When you first got it, you were not like an idiot."
He paused, then turned his head, looked at Moore, and said: "Brother, this can is finished, don't throw it away. The Quartermaster will collect it. According to them, this thing will be made of a simple grenade in the future. "
Moore immediately thanked the soldier again and again.
The soldier smiled and said, "It doesn't matter. I am also from Constantine. Everyone is a fellow."
He said, waved, turned and walked away.
Moore sat down again, and was surprised to find that his comrades all ate extremely ‘hi’.
A few guys had finished eating the mouth of the can, and then groped around with their fingers in it for a while, and even directly licked their tongues. He couldn't help being ashamed, and the food was too disgusting. No wonder people look down on themselves.
At the same time, he also secretly stirred up his spirits. He must be careful everywhere and win some light for himself. At least he can no longer be so embarrassing and conspicuous.
After everyone had their breakfast, an officer came with a large cart of tools to distribute tasks to everyone and build the city defense.
Mohr and his company led the task of instigating trenches.
A large group of people came outside the city with shovels and pickaxes, and dug trenches outside the city wall.
Someone was guilty, looked at a small tree next to him, and immediately shoveled it down with a shovel. Then he couldn't help but sucked in the air.
As soon as the shovel went down, the small tree was shoveled up. Going closer and taking a closer look, the cut is extremely smooth and flat. This shovel is too sharp.
Although I know that Nian's steel is good and the output is high, I did not expect that their farm tools and weapons are of the same standard.
Their equipment is so good~
Everyone can't help but feel envy and hatred again: these young master soldiers~
Moore looked around and found that soldiers with Nian's army were pulling the barbed wire not far in front. The wires were all covered with sharp barbs, which were extremely sharp.
Somewhere further away, someone is marking something on the ground. Every time I walked, I put some white dots on it, and then waved it against the city.
He turned his head to think for a moment, and then realized that the opponent was marking the shooting boundary, but strangely, the shooting boundary marked by the opponent was also too far away. The farthest one was six or seven miles away. What cannon can hit this far?
And he looked around, but he didn't find any artillery positions.
He couldn't help being very curious, and he kept his mind on those people.
After a while, I saw the people who had been calibrated outside completed the task, and they all rushed back. After another while, someone blew the whistle and shouted loudly: "Shell, be careful." A sharp whistling sound sounded not far away.
He raised his head and saw a few black spots that were barely visible to the naked eye across the sky and falling towards the distance.
Immediately, on the ground in the distance, orange-red flares rose into the sky one by one. The exploded earth and rocks flew around and turned into black smoke.
At this moment, the violent explosion sound came.
Everyone in Moore couldn't help but glanced at each other, and then couldn't help but curse again: These young master soldiers~
Originally, they thought that the artillery in their hands was already good. Colonel Xinke almost made the confession as his father. But compared to other people's artillery, it's not even as good as shit.
Colonel Yixink’s temper, if he knew about it, he might have smashed his cannon on the spot, then spit thick phlegm on it, and then urinate again.
At noon, a chef delivered their meal directly.
Moore was holding the can now and knew what to do. But then it was discovered that along with the canned food, there were three small sealed paper bags. In addition, there was also a palm-sized rectangular soft paper box.
This time, Moore became smarter. He took his heart apart and opened the small paper package, only to find that there was only a provocative powder inside. After licking it, he grinned with sour teeth.
And the other carton was filled with some straw wrapped in paper sticks. He also tasted it, and found that it was extremely unpalatable.
This makes him extremely strange. Looking left and right, the people next to him didn't understand, and the soldier Nian who had helped was not nearby. Finally, he turned his mind and cheekily asked the soldiers who were pulling the wire fence not far away for advice.
The soldier seemed to teach a hillbilly, with a smiley expression, took the small paper bag, then poured it into the empty kettle next to it, and finally filled it with hot water, shook it again, and then poured a glass for everyone , This said: "This is orange powder, washed with water. Sweet and sour, can supplement nutrition."
As he said, he raised his neck, poured the glass of water into it, and sighed comfortably.
Everyone learned his appearance and tasted it. I suddenly realized that this thing was much better than white water.
, Even drinking water has so much attention~
Everyone couldn't help but glanced at each other, and at the same time ashamed of themselves, they invariably cursed in their hearts: These young master soldiers~
Immediately, the soldier picked up the paper box again, skillfully drew a paper stick from the middle, dangled it on his mouth, and then used a lighter to ignite with a'pop', took a deep breath, and sprayed a big "This is a cigarette made by Nian's cigarettes," said: "This is a cigarette produced by Nian. When you are fine, smoking one can refresh your mind. You can also pass the time."
Moore couldn't help but cursed in his heart again: These young master soldiers.
He has also heard of some cigarettes. But not interested, plus the price is not cheap. Therefore, I rarely care about it. Unexpectedly, these Nai'an soldiers used it as a necessity.
Following the appearance of the soldier, he smoked one, and coughed again and again.
The soldier grinned happily and said: "It seems you are not used to it. Then I will take this cigarette."
With that, he put it in his pocket. Then he looked at other people and said, "Whoever you don't want, send it to me."
The soldiers next to each other looked at each other, and then shook their heads together. They are not stupid, although they don't know what is good about this cigarette, but looking at the soldier's insatiable appearance, they know that this thing is a good thing, how can it be given out for nothing?
The soldier was a little disappointed, and asked a few more words, and finally had to leave in an anguish.
Looking at his back, Moore couldn't help but sigh. These young master soldiers are so capable~
Everything you eat, drink, and smoke. Is this a soldier? This is an uncle here.
At this moment, I heard a huge roar not far away.
Moore turned his head and looked, and saw dozens of war fortresses in the sky galloping toward this side quickly. Those war fortresses returned with the second group of soldiers.
He tilted his head for a moment, then looked at the other soldiers, with a smirk on his face: They were so embarrassed just now, and they had been pretending to be grandsons for a long time, and now they can finally show off in front of the new people. Find some psychological balance.
Under the uninterrupted transportation of the war fortress, the defense of Viji City gradually stabilized.
××××× General Orlandini opened the envelope sent by the Lich Marcel, and his face instantly showed ecstasy, and he shouted in excitement: "God helps me too~"
The Lich Marcel smiled triumphantly, and said, "With these things, I believe the general will be sure of his success in future battles, right?"
"That's natural~" General Orlandini stared at the map stubbornly, and said without looking up: "With such detailed information, even the stupid group who stayed in Akadrien can win. "
General Orlandini suddenly rolled his eyes and thought of a serious question. He frowned and looked at the Lich Marcel, with a suspicious expression on his face, and said, "Aren't these things fake?"
The Lich Marcel snorted coldly and vowed: "No way~"
General Orlandini still didn't dare to believe that he was also an experienced and sophisticated veteran, knowing that the pie falling from the sky must be poisonous.
This information is too accurate and too detailed, and the description in the battle report details the mobilization of every corps and brigade in the north.
With this information, the northern Ruman Empire is transparent before his eyes.
So that General Orlandini could not believe that such beautiful things would fall on his head.
He smacked his mouth, didn't dare to say something to death, and slowly said: "These things, we still need to add up..."
Lich Marcel was a little angry because of Orandini's suspicion. He flicked his sleeves dissatisfied and said, "There is no problem with the source of intelligence~"
"Where does this come from?" General Orlandini couldn't help but ask. Seeing that the Lich Marcel said so surely, he couldn't help being curious.
The Lich Marcel sneered, and said: "This is top secret, only the seat xià and I know, are you sure you want to know?"
General Orlandini shook his head like a rattle, and cursed in his heart: Why did you ask such a layman's question~
The only way to get information about the mobilization of hundreds of thousands of regular troops in the north of Ruman can only be the spies lurking in the high-level military of Ruman Empire.
This type of spy is a well-known strategic weapon capable of at least 300,000 troops. Of course, it must be kept strictly confidential. He, the commander of the northern front, is not qualified to know.
But since the undead high priest also knows, this information is credible.
Orlandini bowed respectfully and said: "Thank you, Master, for the help of the Master, our army's victory is easy."
The Lich Marcel proudly said: "Of course, but, Your Excellency, I must first thank the Lord of God Xià."
"The master said so." Orandini laughed, nodding his head and saying yes.
After getting the precious information, Orlandini and the Semitic generals put their heads together and immediately put in the analysis of the information.
"This thing is good~" At the first glance when I saw the map and the military newspaper, the Semitic generals admired together.
"How did you get it?"
Orlandini smiled reservedly, waved his hand, and said: "This is not the question you should ask. You just use it."
The military report of Rumanbei was circulated in their hands, and the generals couldn't help but said with emotion: "Rumanbei is really empty."
Through guò's detailed military report, the Semitic general immediately came to this conclusion.
The regular army in the north of the Ruman Empire, only a few legions, with three to fifty thousand people, were scattered on the vast land of the north of Ruman to defend important cities.
General Orlandini stretched out his hand to force a point on the old map, and said loudly: "Gentlemen, I decided to make this our first target."
His finger was on the city of Vizi.
As a famous northern city, Weiji City has been the center of the northern front line for hundreds of years. The 100,000 troops originally stationed here have been transferred to nowhere.
"Maybe the Ruman is big, or they think the barbarians have been completely put down," General Orandini smiled slightly and said: "At present, there is only one city defense army left to maintain law and order in Vizi City. The number is less than 10,000."
"It's a little far away?" Someone immediately objected that Vizi City was hundreds of miles away from the northern border of the Ruman Empire. There were several large and small cities north of Vizi City.
"We should take down this star city near the Ruman border as our base."
General Orlandini shook his head and said: "We are competing for speed in this battle. We must take down Ruman City in one breath when the Ruman people do not react and there is no time to mobilize other local troops in the country.
Occupying those small cities will only waste our time. "
"Gentlemen~" Orlandini raised his voice, looked up at the Semitic generals under his command, and said: "Although the Ruman Empire has transferred 300,000 troops, there are still nearly 500,000 usable soldiers in their country. .
In the east alone, they had garrisoned 300,000 troops, led by the famous bloodhand butcher.
We, cannot, let the Ruman have time to gather the army. "
The generals nodded approvingly, and it would be a protracted battle that would definitely be against them. Given time for the Rumans, they can even recruit two to three million troops.
"Moreover, more importantly, this~" Orlandini drew out a military newspaper, squeezed it around in his hand, and showed it to everyone.
There are only a few short sentences above: "All the military rations are in place, and the inspections are correct and can be written off."
"What does this mean?" Orlandini smiled triumphantly: "This means that there are enough rations and supplies for our army in Vizi City."
The eyes of the Semitic generals flashed like a wolf-like green light. The supplies they carried by this batch of landing troops were very limited. They were fighting the idea of ​​raising the war by war, and collecting supplies from Ruman's local area.
Food is their primary concern.
"That's Vizi~" The generals unanimously agreed to Orlandini's plan.
Two days later, the Semites marching in the mountains could clearly feel that the wind blowing on their faces was not so cold anymore, and the noon sun was shining warmly on them.
Taibo, the barbarian leading the way for the Semitic army, shouted excitedly and ran against the team towards Orandini.
He waved his arms and shouted: "We are here, we are at Ruman~"
Before he ran to Orlandini's horse, Taibo threw himself to the ground, knelt on the ground, panting, and said anxiously: "We have arrived at Ruman, Lord General, here, here~"
Orlandini suddenly raised his head and looked to the south, then flicked the reins, and with a "ha", he rushed up the hillside and stood on the top of the hill and looked south.
At the foot of the mountain is an endless plain.
The earth is full of vitality, and it is in sharp contrast to the barren and dead gray mountains behind him~EbookFREE.me~ There are large fields of farmland on the plains, and the paddy fields are vertical and horizontal. , The fields are dotted with green or yellowish forests, and they have been spreading towards the end of the line of sight.
Below the horizon, the black outline of the town can be vaguely seen.
"We are here..." Orlandini also said to himself excitedly.
The Semi generals were so excited that they took off their hats, waving and yelling.
Suddenly a loud shout came from behind them.
"Hurray~"
Knowing that they have reached the northern border of Ruman, the Semi soldiers also cheered up. They traveled thousands of miles, stepping on the ice and snow, over the mountains and ridges, and finally reached their destination today.
Ruman, the golden kingdom, is right in front of them.