"General, summon your subordinates to come, don't know what's going on?"

Half an hour later, fifteen miles east of Shouzhang City, Anshan Camp surrounded by water. The thousands of households stationed here looked at An Enhui, who was sitting here, and couldn't help but hold their fists and bow, and ask like this.

"It's the marshal, the marshal just gave us a military order."

He waved his hand to signal his subordinates to sit down, and An Enhui, who raised the silk letter in his hand, also spoke: "The Marshal said, let us take advantage of the boat and ship to attack the Mao army's food route as much as possible. Let the Mao army outside the city lack food and replenish it, and then defeat them and retreat without taking advantage of it.

Therefore, I called you to ask, are you willing to volunteer to attack Mao’s food route?"

“…”

"I am willing to go!" "Since the last general!"

Suddenly, when the thousand households under the tent were stunned, they were subconsciously stunned.

But then, two of them spoke indeed and stood up from their seats.

Even An Enhui, who was sitting in the seat, suddenly saw this and couldn't help but smile: "Okay, very good. After all, they are the brothers who are fighting tigers, Big Feng and Xiao Feng, you two brothers are really brave!"

However, there were two thousand households who stood up, one named Feng Zhengwei and the other named Feng Zhengzhong, and they also happened to be the brothers of a mother and a compatriot. In addition, both of them were old men of Tian Jun and were both famous for their bravery.

Now that they saw them stand up, An Enhui, as the officials of Wanhu, nodded in satisfaction. After praise, he couldn't help but instruct: "I will leave the sneak attack on Mao's military rations road to you two brothers.

But I will remind you in advance that you must be careful about this matter. Although Xiaomao from Shandong is young, Chen Qiantou, who is still in the battlefield, is a long-standing military general.

Most of the soldiers and horses under the tent were elite soldiers who followed Mr. Mao’s northern expedition. You must not underestimate the enemy’s carelessness. If you fall into Mao’s plan, you will lose your troops and generals, you will not be able to pay."

"Yes, I will understand!"

Although these generals under Tian Feng's tent generally looked down on Mao Zhengliang, he felt that he was a lucky guy who had achieved his current status by relying on the kindness of his father.

But he started from scratch and conquered Shandong's thousands of miles of land. Shandong generals like An Enhui have a lot of respect in his heart.

Therefore, even if Mao Gui has passed away, as long as he is mentioned, most of these people will call him "Master Mao" to show respect.

The Feng brothers also witnessed the scene when the Mao army was defeated under Mao Gui's leadership, and the Yuan army killed during the Northern Expedition was defeated and fled.

Therefore, after An Enhui finished speaking, the two of them responded with a serious expression.

Then, they clasped their fists and bowed to An Enhui again, and the two brothers retreated.

As for An Enhui, he was sitting high in the main seat and watched the two brothers leave. He looked at the south direction with his eyes and couldn't help but sigh.

But at this moment, as the official of Wanhu, An Enhui, actually put all his hopes on Tian Feng on Jining Road. He was full of hope that their king would win earlier and help them resolve the current crisis.

However, not to mention Tian Feng, who is far away in Jining, the meeting in Anshan Camp, even Mao Zhengliang, who is more than 20 miles away, knows nothing about this.

Therefore, at present, while the craftsmen and soldiers in the army were busy building engineering equipment, Mao Zhengliang, as the King of Qi and the Provincial People's Republic of China, couldn't help but come to the wounded camp in the army.

The wounded barracks, as the name suggests, are indeed a separate camp.

This is done to better take care of the wounded soldiers in the army, and to prevent these injured wounded soldiers from affecting the morale in the army.

But at present, due to the limitations of technical level and productivity, the situation in the injury camp naturally has nothing to do with the words "hygiene and good".

Therefore, when Mao Zhengliang walked into the injury camp surrounded by Du Kui and other personal guards, the blood and miscellaneous objects everywhere, the moans and howlings that could be heard, and the pungent smell of medicine that could fill the nasal cavity could not help but deeply stimulate Mao Zhengliang's nerves.

Mao Zhengliang subconsciously frowned.

‘The environment of this injured barracks is too bad. In such a place, let alone the injured, even normal people who are not injured have been living in such a place, they probably can’t stand it.’

Thinking of this in his heart, he looked at the wounded barracks leader who was following him, whose robe was still stained with blood and had not been cleaned up. Mao Zhengliang couldn't help but say to him: "Let's go, accompany me, let's go and see the wounded in the barracks."

"This, king, these wounded people are all in a state of disgrace and look bad. You..."

"Okay, what's wrong with it? They ended up like this for me, Shandong people and Orphan. In Orphan's eyes, they are the cutest people in the world, and everyone is Orphan's favorite warrior!"

After a while, he said it was extremely serious.

Hearing Mao Zhengliang's words, military doctor Tian Hezhong nodded and stopped persuading each other. He just reached out and said "please", and led Mao Zhengliang into a large tent in the wounded barracks.

“Woo~”

He walked into the military tent suddenly, and the pungent smell of medicine, bloody smell and the foul smell that he couldn't tell what it was, and he couldn't help but rush towards him. Tian Hezhong, who was used to this smell, did not change his face at this time.

But Du Kui, the personal commander who was following Mao Zhengliang, couldn't help but frowned and subconsciously pinched his nose.

Therefore, at this time, Mao Zhengliang, who was also unchanged in color, seemed a bit valuable.

At this time, as the noble King of Qi, Mao Zhengliang not only did not show any disgust, but instead looked at the wounded in the tent with a look of concern.

This way, the military doctor Tian Hezhong, who was used to life and death and blood, was surprised. However, he never expected that this young man would have such a behavior.

But whoever thought this was just the beginning.

In the camp where ordinary people can't stay for a moment, Mao Zhengliang, who dressed up himself in a bright and beautiful manner, couldn't help but walk to the injured bedside and do things to take care of himself.

Seeing that a wounded soldier's face was covered in blood and the wound on his shoulder was even bleeding, Mao Zhengliang couldn't help but look for a clean towel.

Then he took the towel and told Du Kui beside him: "Go and make two basins of clean water."

"Oh, yes."
Chapter completed!