Ren Zhong led his war camp on the main road. The road along the Juma River was in good condition. The loess was on the bottom, and then gravel seeds were spread. After compacting with stone rollers, there was no need to use it even on rainy days.

Worry about muddy roads.

Ren Zhong, who was not riding a horse, walked at the front of the team.

As a camp general, he actually has a horse.

The third battalion he led had a total of more than twenty horses. In addition to a few generals, there were four or five scouts who also owned horses. The rest were all camels pulling several carriages. Among these carriages

On top, it contains the armor and shields of the fifty heavy infantrymen in the war camp as well as some necessary supplies.

For every training session like this, Ren Zhong would insist on bringing all his belongings.

This is in stark contrast to several other battle camps.

This kind of training was first introduced from the Guangrui Camp, and later became very popular among the border troops.

Ma Xing took control of Hebei, and Zheng Xiong became the governor of Hebei. However, it was Wang Jun, the former deputy general of Guangrui Battalion, who actually assisted Ma Xing in training troops in Hebei.

Wang Jun copied almost all of Guangrui Camp's training methods.

Ma Xing had seen the eliteness of the soldiers of Guangrui Battalion, and the Western Army formed based on Guangrui Battalion was now a major concern for the court. This shows that this method of training troops is quite effective.

Unfortunately, as Wang Jun was arrested by the imperial court and sent to Bianliang for trial on charges of treason with the Western Army, this method of military training was slowly abandoned.

No one persists anymore.

Only former Hebei frontier soldiers like Ren Zhong still carry out these training methods meticulously.

Every ten days, conduct a long training session, and during the training, insist on moving forward fully armed.

Climb fifty miles along the Juma River to Zhouzhuang, spend the night repairing there, and then return to Tianmen Village the next day.

It takes two days and one night to march a hundred miles. This intensity is quite powerful for a fully armed army, and not every team can achieve it.

Ren Zhong didn't ride a horse, and the other generals were naturally embarrassed to ride. They all followed the large group on foot.

Except for the scouts, everyone is treated equally.

As a result, the soldiers of this battalion rarely had conflicts between other army commanders and ordinary soldiers.

The weather was not very good, it was gloomy and a bit sultry, and Ren Zhong, who was fully armed, was sweating profusely.

He has always been confused. When the Liao people retreated, they destroyed all the fortresses. Places like Tianmen Village, which were stuck in important nodes, were destroyed extremely thoroughly.

They even swept away all the people, leaving only an empty land for the Song army.

After the Song army regained control of these places, they wanted to rebuild these military cities, but even the civilians could not find them.

The only way to collect corvee labor is from other places, but this takes time and is extremely inefficient.

In the end, the pacification envoy was forced to issue an order requiring all troops to join in the construction.

This will, of course, make the army more exhausted, and at the same time greatly reduce the number of troops on alert.

But why didn't the Liao people destroy the roads?

All the roads are in excellent condition, and when the Liao people controlled these areas, they even built more roads.

It seems like they want to continue using it in the future!

Ren Zhong thought.

They must not be allowed to step into the Juma River again.

Today's pacifier is a capable person. Although General Wang Jun is no longer there, General Zheng Xiong is not bad at commanding him. Even his immediate boss An Ming, although he is very arrogant and not very close to the lower-level soldiers, but Overall he is a qualified general.

It would take at most two or three years for the Song Dynasty to be able to re-establish a defensive line on the south bank.

Never let them come here again!

Ren Zhong thought in his heart.

"General, it's going to rain!" Deputy Xun Zhi wiped the sweat from his face and glanced at the leaden clouds in the sky that seemed to be getting lower and lower. The cool breeze was blowing. It was obviously rain. " Should we set up camp to avoid it first, or should we practice marching in the rain? This rain doesn’t look too light!"

Ren Zhong pondered for a moment, glanced at the soldiers who had been marching for a long time and looked a little tired, and then looked at the soldiers who were almost soaked through their clothes, and said: "Camp, in this weather, with the wind and rain, the temperature will immediately drop. Come down, everyone will get sick very easily if you are like this. Take shelter from the rain before leaving. Send the order, I will see the camp set up in half an hour!"

Choosing a camp site as quickly as possible and setting up the camp at the same time is also a kind of training for the army, and it is also a promotion for the cooperation between various departments.

After giving the order, the army of five hundred men immediately took action.

Everyone was very excited, after all, they could take a break without having to brave the rain.

After leaving the main road and choosing a place with slightly higher ground, the five hundred people quickly started moving.

The scouts were still wandering a little further away to investigate. One troop broke out from the crowd and began to guard, while the other troops quickly began to build temporary camps.

This is the advantage of taking all your belongings with you on every march.

It didn't take half an hour to build a simple camp.

It was at this time that the rain began to fall.

As expected, it rained heavily.

And the duration far exceeded Ren Zhong's estimate.

The water level of the Juma River has risen visibly to the naked eye.

It wasn't until it got dark that the rain finally stopped.

This team began to move towards their destination, Zhouzhuang.

There, there is another large floating bridge leading to the north shore.

On both sides of the river, both the Song and Liao armies set up tax prisons and outposts.

It was already late at night when we arrived in Zhouzhuang.

Ren Zhong did not go to the tax prison and outpost. It was too late and taking so many people there would cause unnecessary panic. He chose Zhouzhuang as his camp location and then sent a personal The soldiers went to inform the local tax inspectors and sentry officers.

This is an abandoned village without people.

Most of the houses were destroyed, and relying on a few houses that were still barely habitable, the team of 500 people set up camp again, preparing to rest here until early tomorrow morning before embarking on the journey back.

I boiled some hot water, threw a piece of vinegar cloth in, and the cool water changed color before my eyes. Then I took a sip of the steamed buns and a sip of the soup, and I finished my dinner.

Ren Zhong's men found a lot of stone troughs in the village. These were used by the people here to feed pigs and other livestock.

The Liao army swept away the people here, but this bulky thing stayed behind.

For these gadgets that others have no use for, Ren Zhong's subordinate is actually very happy.

Seven or eight people sat around, poured boiled hot water into these stone troughs, and then the most wonderful part of every night began.

Hot feet!

If an army can allow soldiers to burn their feet for a while at night, then the combat effectiveness of this army will definitely be first-rate.

This habit is very troublesome, and many people don’t take it seriously.

But Ren Zhong was serious. When General Wang Junwang taught them this, he learned it seriously and memorized it firmly.

Ever since he became a camp general, he would let his soldiers have their feet heated whenever possible.

After making a final inspection of the station and arranging peripheral sentries, Ren Zhong began to take his own rest.

He did not enter the house. He wrapped himself in a blanket and lay down on a huge millstone. Although he was a little tired, he could not fall asleep for a while because he slept a little late. Around him, many soldiers had already

Snoring loudly.

Lying in the midst of these strange and various snoring sounds, although I have become accustomed to it, it still takes a little time to fall asleep.

The sky was very bright after it had just rained.

There is no moon, but countless stars are blinking and blinking, decorating the night sky with brilliance.

Looking at the stars, Ren Zhong couldn't help but think of his mother-in-law and children.

The adopted son is already twelve years old, and he has not asked him to change his surname, although his mother-in-law wants to do so.

But his biological father was also Bian Junpaoze, and he could not let him lose his incense and worship in the future.

The mother-in-law is worried that she will look at her differently, and she is also aware of it.

This is because the mother-in-law underestimated herself. For no other reason, even if it was for her own reputation, she would only treat the boy better.

When he was old, he found a wife for his adopted son and asked her to establish a household with her.

In terms of property, of course I would not treat him poorly.

As for my two-year-old baby?

Thinking of that chubby face, Ren Zhong couldn't help but laugh.

That kid has never suffered at all since he was born!

Unlike myself, who was soaked in bitter water.

Each generation is always stronger than the last.

Who can say this?

Ren Zhong couldn't remember.
To be continued...