Although they are all familiar faces, the Tang army camp was disciplined and obeyed orders.

Even if the general has a special status, it must not be treated differently.

When he walked into the camp gate, he walked forward for dozens of steps, and saw the archer on the tower, looking down at the general, touching the general's gaze, and nodding slightly as saying hello.

Walking a hundred steps forward, I saw the crisscrossing in front of me, like a large barracks of white mushrooms, sprinkling the earth.

It seems messy, but in fact it is customized according to the military style.

The spacing between barracks is not only about drainage and exchange of information, but also about robbery, emergencies, and fire prevention.

All aspects are very thoughtful and rigorous.

Between the camps, you can see teams of Tang soldiers patrolling back and forth according to their formation.

The young general strode up and got the command of the inner camp again.

Until he walked to the Central Army camp and was stopped by Nan Jiuro, the chief guards next to the chief officer.

Check again and let it go.

The young general walked over and couldn't help looking back.

I saw that Nan Jiulang led some soldiers, which seemed loose, but in fact they had a very particular position to guard the big tent.

I couldn't help but think in my heart: I heard that Nan Jiulang is a bad general in Chang'an. Most of his subordinates are from bad people. They look a little different from the soldiers in Zhechong Mansion. They are not like those soldiers standing straight and majestic, but like ordinary peddlers.

But of course he would not underestimate Nan Kyuro and others for this.

On the contrary, I respect it more.

Compared with the soldiers of the Tang Dynasty, soldiers from bad origins paid more attention to concealment. On the surface, they looked cynical and a little lazy.

But if you really start, these people are all desperate people.

He is the unpredictable man.

I heard that Uncle was also a bad handsome man in the past.

However, this kind of dust aura was not seen on my uncle.

Putting away the thoughts in his heart, the young general stood at the tent and said inward: "Master General, Xue Ne, under his command, asked for a meeting."

"Come in."

A slightly tired voice came from inside.

Xue Na was stunned and then walked in.

Once the account was entered, the light in the account was even brighter than the outside.

The light of countless whale oil lamps made his eyes narrow slightly.

I stopped and counted my breath before I got used to it.

Out of etiquette, he took off his helmet.

The young face was revealed below the helmet.

It has clear edges and angularity, light golden skin color, and a nose like a hanging gallbladder.

Eyebrows enter the temples.

The eyes look like cold stars.

The corners of her lips were slightly pursed, and there was a hint of stubbornness and strength.

Xue Ne, whose courtesy name is Shenyan.

A famous general of the Tang Dynasty and the eldest son of Xue Rengui, the General of the Right Guard.

He is only twenty-three years old.

After glanced at the tent, he saw that they were all acquaintances. Xue Na slightly put away the restraint on his face and relaxed a little. He first saw it with a military salute, and then whispered: "Uncle."

"Come here."

Su Dawei waved to him.

Su Dawei was not wearing armor, but wearing regular clothes, and the table in front of him was filled with tall books and silk.

That was a letter that had been exchanged for several days.

The army rolled forward, but the intelligence exchanges with the Tang Dynasty behind and scouts in front were much more intense.

This information is complicated. After reviewing by An Wensheng and Li Bo around Su Dawei, it will eventually be transferred to Su Dawei for a final decision.

Just finding useful things from the complicated information is enough to make people bald.

For the chief executive, what he is concerned about is not that there is too little information, but that there is too much.

A true famous general must have the ability to grasp the key from the vast amount of information.

Su Dawei did not sit in front of the table.

He is standing in the center of a huge handsome tent.

Here, a sand table has already been placed.

That was during the march. Zhou Liang, who was in charge of the military logistics, recruited veterans who were familiar with the environment of the Western Regions and combined with the original marching map to create a model.

Although it is not as delicate as the Ministry of War, it is much better than the maps in the past.

Now Su Dawei is standing in front of the sand table.

Around him, An Wensheng, Li Bo, Li Ke, Xiao Gui, Cheng Chusi, Yuchi Baolin, Ashinadaozhen, Ashinayan, Li Jingzong, Li Jingye and other generals all surrounded the sand table.

It seems that the ones Su Dawei can use are almost all gathered.

There was a face that was unexpected to Xue Ne.

It was a young general who was a little younger than him, with a yellow mane and a wide mouth, and a cold expression.

This person is the son of Su Qingjie, Duke Xing Guo, Su Yan, who is now seventeen.

Yes, although Su Qingjie is still showing his sharpness in front of Su Dawei, he talks and laughs without hesitation.

But this guy is also a middle-aged general.

His eldest son, now seventeen years old, can join the army and fight.

Su Qingyue ordered Su Yan to be under Su Dawei's command. It was a trust between brothers, and it was intended to entrust the eldest son to Su Dawei.

It also means that Su Yan will follow Su Dawei and learn how to use troops.

In the past, Su Dingfang started between the army and became a famous general who became a famous general and a war god in the Tang Dynasty.

Since Li Jing passed on military techniques, he has achieved the merits of Li Jing.

It is also inseparable from Su Dingfang's personal efforts and talent.

When he arrived at Su Qingyue, he was impulsive and had a bad temper.

Although it became much more mature later, it was not the material in terms of military use, and it was not the true teaching of Su Dingfang.

On the contrary, Su Dawei got the art of war.

If Su Yan strives to do so, he can learn Su Dingfang's military strategy from Su Dawei.

It's a good story.

Xue Ne had heard Xue Rengui mention these things before.

Su Dawei, Xue Rengui, Su Qingjie and others are brothers, and their next generation is familiar with them on weekdays.

Even Cheng Chusi and Yuchi Baolin each brought their eldest son to the army.

Shows the meaning of advancing and retreating with Su Dawei.

If you bring your son into the army, you will either win this battle or you will die together, and even your children will not be protected.

This is the idea of ​​breaking the boat.

"Be careful, what are you thinking?"

Su Dawei's voice woke Xue Na who was almost distracted. He hurriedly crossed his hands to Su Dawei and said, "Master, the scout has just returned, it is only four days away from Kucha."

Su Dawei nodded slightly and glanced at everyone present: "It's almost time. If you move forward, the scouts from both sides will be entangled, and the other side will notice our arrival."

Tens of thousands of troops, even hundreds of thousands of troops, were sent away dozens of miles to hundreds of miles.

There are some rigorous generals who will even let the scouts go further.

A day or two away from the camp, there were constant intertwining scouts, exchanging information.

On the ancient battlefield, before the formation contact between the two sides was blind and deaf.

You can only judge based on experience and general trend, and the enemy should come.

There should be a big battle.

But when exactly you encounter it and how big the enemy is, these are always shrouded in the fog.

Only when the armies of both sides confront each other will become clear.
To be continued...