"this......"

Su Dawei wanted to say that he knew what he asked the scout, but this marching was far from what he could touch.

That must be at the level of Cheng Zhijie and Su Dingfang to be qualified.

"Does Su Shuai know how much money and food I spent on the Tang Dynasty to fight?"

"I don't know."

"The soldiers are in charge of the war. Whenever they go to war, fire is equipped with Ubud curtains, iron horse bowls, cloth grooves, hammers, chisels, pellets, pellets, pellets, saws, two armor beds, two sickles; teams are equipped with one fire drill, one chest horse rope, one head guard, and three feet; people have one bow, one arrow, three arrows, one horizontal knife, one horizontal sword, a stone, a big buckle, felt hat, felt, and one vine, nine dou of wheat rice, two dou of rice, and two dou of rice, all of them are prepared."

Li Jinxing smiled bitterly and said, "A horizontal knife is a little cheaper one, and it costs nearly a thousand quotas. If you are good at iron, you must get 2,500 quotas. Ordinary horizontal knife can be exchanged for 62 dou of rice."

Su Dawei calculated in his mind that sixty-two dou were about seven or eight hundred kilograms of rice.

This cost is quite a bit.

He became a bad person himself, and he inherited his father's evil sword, and later he was equipped with a horizontal sword that Li Siwen of Dali Temple to help him.

After that, I made a lot of money in business, so I never carefully calculated the number.

Hearing Li Jinxing continue to say, "We can still bear this kind of expense, but the soldiers below are under pressure. If you win a war, you will get rewards and the court will give you land and titles, you can still make a profit. But if you suffer a defeat, the minor one will lose your official position and money, and the worst one will lose your life and your family will be ruined...

We can't afford to delay this expedition to the Western Turks.

Regardless of winning or losing, it will be a mistake for the autumn harvest and farming season, and then..."

"etc."

Su Dawei hurriedly interrupted him and said, "Duwei Li, don't mess with me. I am not a grain-free man. The soldiers who came to the conquest were not ordinary farmers. They are all local wealthy families, and there are people in their families to manage their land."

The Tang Dynasty's military system was to inherit the former Sui Dynasty.

Based on farmer-style farming, 634 military prefectures must be established in all provinces, prefectures and counties in the world, collectively known as Zhechong Prefecture.

According to the size of the compilation, they are divided into three levels: upper, middle and lower.

The head of the palace, Zhe Chong, was the fourth rank.

That's right, Li Jinxing in front of him is a fourth-rank official, and he is already a military general above the middle level in the army.

Under the Zhechong Commander, the deputy commander, the left and right Guoyi Commander, was appointed, and the battalion commander was appointed, and the battalion commander was appointed; under the battalion, there was a team, and the team commander was appointed; under the team, there was a team commander, and the team commander was appointed.

The soldiers who clashed with the palace were as few as thousands of soldiers and thousands of soldiers.

These people, it should be said, are all military meritorious landlords.

In my spare time, I make some business in my own farm.

During the war, they all wore armor and blades, brought their own dry food, and enlisted in the army.

"Ship Su, you only know one thing, not the other..."

Li Jinxing stared at him with a strange look and said, "Although most of the generals in the army are rich and have their own land, there are still soldiers under them, and many of them are farmers from their own manors. These people do not have that much financial resources, and they will miss the farming time and the losses are difficult to calculate."

After a stop, Li Jinxing said: "This time it has been delayed for five months and there is no intention of fighting in the army. This is one of them.

The strangest thing is...

Have you noticed General Su?"

"What's wrong with General Su?"

General Su is Su Dingfang, the current General of Youtun Guard.

Li Jinxing thought he had already explained it clearly, but he did not expect that Su Dawei was very unfamiliar with the Tang Dynasty military system and the affairs in the military, which was very different from his military disciples who had been in the military since childhood.

As he had no choice, Li Jinxing took a deep breath and continued: "General Su is a famous general I admire very much. His military style can be described in one sentence, that is, invasion is like fire and as fast as lightning."

Su Dawei was stunned for a moment and nodded.

His history is not very good, so I can only remember the general and general direction.

But Su Dingfang still has some impression of it.

The battle to defeat the Eastern Turks during Zhenguan* was a snowy night and suddenly came to the death.

Su Dingfang was best at fighting slowly and rushing thousands of miles with fast attacks.

It was both unexpected and fierce.

Often, they have great results in winning with less.

"Now our army's march is completely contrary to General Su's way of using military forces, but he didn't say a word. Don't you find it strange?"

Li Jinxing punched him hard in his palm: "I don't know what the hell are these generals, but I feel frustrated in my heart. In war, this shouldn't be the case.

My Tang Dynasty has always been invincible and invincible. We cannot fail to go to the battlefield and lose halfway.”

Even more drums rang between the camps.

The grassland in October is cold.

Su Dawei hurried in his tent and couldn't fall asleep for a long time.

Li Jinxing's previous words were like a needle, piercing him in his heart.

Since joining the army of the Tang Dynasty to fight against the Western Turks, everything has been very different from what I imagined.

In the past, he thought that the Tang Dynasty swept across the Western Regions, swept across the desert, swept away all enemies, like the autumn wind swept away fallen leaves.

But only after he really joined this army, he realized that marching and fighting was so simple.

From top to bottom, everyone has their own ideas and thoughts. How to unify their thoughts?

Logistics of food and supplies, as well as pack horse supplies.

It's cold, and winter clothes need to be prepared.

When you go to a foreign land to fight, you have to find a local guide and beware of being attacked by the enemy at any time.

All kinds of information, intelligence, and scouts.

There is also the subtle awkward feeling between the generals.

It's so difficult.

Su Dawei even had some doubts whether he would be the best person to join the army if he agreed to Su Dingfang's recruitment this time.

Before, whether it was Yuchi Gong or Su Dingfang, he thought that he should practice in the army and be able to stand up straight with military achievements.

Even Wu Meiniang asked Wang Fu to pass the message, so that he could feel at ease in the army and do his duty.

Is this decision really wrong?

If ** was enlisted in the army, now in Chang'an, he would have been drinking a knife, doing business, and solving the case. When he went home, there were Nie Su, Miss Liu, Zhou Liang and others.

Now, everything is absolutely amazing, only the bitter cold in the northwest.

The cold air that dripped into ice kept coming in through the gaps in the tent.

What I heard was the whistling northwest wind whistling outside.

I couldn't sleep, so I turned over and sat up.

The lion Su Qingjie next to him heard the sound, suddenly opened his eyes and whispered: "Ami, why are you not sleeping yet?"

Su Dawei shook his head: "I can't sleep."

On the other end of the tent, Cheng Chusi was sleeping soundly, and his mouth was muttering unconsciously.

All three of them were recruited into the army this time and were assigned to the scout camp.

Cheng Chusi was the commander of the camp and Su Qingjie was the deputy.

Su Dawei has the least qualifications. He is currently a team leader, with three groups of 50 people, or 150 people.

Su Qingjie simply turned over and sat up, rubbed his hair: "Who is patrolling outside tonight? Are you a little worried?"

"**,that is......"

Su Dawei thought for a while: "Don't you think our troops are too slow this time? Winter is coming soon, how can we fight this battle?"

"Uh, this is not something you and I have to worry about, right?"

Su Qingjie was a little surprised: "How to fight this battle is decided by the chief executive."

“With that being said…”

Before I finished speaking, my eyelids suddenly twitched.

Someone lifted the tent curtain, and the fierce night wind rushed in with this action.

The lights flashed rapidly in the tent, and a hazy figure stood at the mouth of the tent, saying in a somewhat difficult-to-mouth Tang Yin: "Capital, the team is in charge, there are some situations outside."

The sound of snoring suddenly stopped, and Cheng Chusi turned over and sat up, revealing his furry chest.

His eyes widened and he said anxiously: "What happened?"

"My brothers found someone peeking at our army."

Su Dawei immediately looked at Su Qingjie.

This is no trivial matter.
To be continued...