At the beginning, there is smoke coming out of the ancestral grave, and the woman is busy in the imp

Because Xie Yuheng and his party were marching in a hurry, they had no food supply team accompanying them.

Besides, with the speed of the civilians, even if the soles of their shoes were smoking, they could not catch up with the speed of the cavalry!

Therefore, this army of 10,000 people needs to find a city for supplies every day.

Fortunately, Daliang had recuperated for more than ten years, and granaries were built in various places, so there was no shortage of food.

But the northwest is dry and water-scarce!

I'm fine. I bring two bottles of water every day and drink them sparingly, so I can get by.

Horses are not good at this and often have to look for water after running for a while.

Otherwise, if the horse dies, you will have to walk there by yourself.

April 3rd, noon.

The army began to wave flags five miles outside Zhangye City.

After receiving a response from the garrison on the Zhangye city wall, the marching speed gradually slowed down.

Now that summer has arrived, the soldiers are sweating profusely, some even have their clothes soaked with sweat.

A soldier wiped the sweat off his face with his hand and said in a hoarse voice: "It would be great if Liangzhou had the chicken cart that Jiangling Hou made."

"Even if we can't reach the front line overnight, at least we don't have to march under the scorching sun... Lao Zhang, do you have any water? Lend me some!"

Old Zhang lightly pulled the reins, approached the young soldier's position, and handed over his water bottle.

He looked at the red figure in the front and said cheerfully: "Why else do you think the squid is targeting Marquis Jiangling?"

"I'm just afraid that our wooden rails will cover the thirteen states."

"Not only is the support fast, but the baggage troops can also be directly cut down."

Lao Zhang spoke in a loud voice, and people in several rows in front and behind could hear him.

Upon hearing this, Chen Gong pursed his lips into a straight line, and his eyes darkened.

He knew that Lao Zhang was saying this to him.

He is the leader of these 10,000 elite soldiers. Logically speaking, the 50,000 elite soldiers who come to the capital usually never leave the capital.

After all, the capital is the foundation of the country and is of utmost importance.

But His Majesty asked him to obey the orders of Marquis Jiangling and leave the capital to support Liangzhou...

Marquis Jiangling, apart from his young and promising status, was also a notorious sickly person!

When he first heard about this, his head started to hurt.

I think Your Majesty has most likely been fooled by Marquis Jiangling. After all, civil servants are the most likely to tell lies.

So...at the beginning, I ignored the arrangements made by Marquis Jiangling.

But after spending many days together, his opinion of Marquis Jiangling had already changed.

Just because he never complained of being tired, Chen Gong respected the Marquis of Jiangling as a real man!

While Chen Gong was thinking, the army had arrived at the city of Zhangye and everyone dismounted.

A man walked out of the city and asked enthusiastically, "I am the garrison commander of Zhangye. Where are you from?"

"But after hearing that the Yizhou army was ambushed, you went to support Yumen overnight?"

"Great, how many troops do you have? Are you the vanguard?" said the garrison, standing on tiptoe and looking into the distance.

Unfortunately...there is nothing in the distance except endless desert.

Chen Gong's pupils trembled, and his voice suddenly rose, "What, the Yizhou army was ambushed?"

Chu Chen and Xie Yuheng, who were not far away, frowned slightly when they heard this and walked forward.

The guard was also stunned, "You don't know?"

Chu Chen didn't care about the pain in his buttocks anymore. He showed his prince badge and said in a deep voice, "I followed the Marquis of Jiangling and came from Shangjing."

"I didn't enter the city to rest last night, so I don't know about this yet."

The garrison officer wanted to salute when he saw the badge, but Chu Chen reached out and caught it.

"No need to be polite. Tell me quickly, what happened to the Yizhou army?"

The garrison commander had a worried look on his face and sighed, "Two days ago, the Yizhou army passed through Xining in Liangzhou and was ambushed by a Qiang tribe in the Western Regions when passing through Linqiang."

"Although the main army suffered little damage, the baggage train suffered heavy losses and is now in a stalemate with the Qiang people in Linqiang."

"When the Yizhou army left, the Qiang followed behind and caused trouble."

"I'm afraid it will be difficult to support Liang Province. So forget it. We have to transfer more food and grass to support the Yizhou army in Linqiang."

"Otherwise, the Yizhou army would have starved to death before being exhausted by the Qiang people."

After the garrison commander finished speaking, everyone fell into a long silence.

At Yumen Pass, Daliang was outnumbered, and now the 80,000 Yizhou troops supporting the border were exhausted...

Daliang's chances of winning, which were already low, dropped even further.

Someone murmured quietly: "The Wusun caravan entered Daliang from Xining. How could the Yizhou army commander not be on guard and pass through Xining..."

Chen Gong turned around and glared at the person who spoke. "From Xining, we can reach Yumen Pass the shortest distance."

"We don't know the exact situation now. We are all anxious for the country. If something goes wrong, we will blame our own people."

"Go and take the thirty military sticks for yourself, stay in Zhangye to recover from your injuries, and don't go with us to Yumen Pass."

After he said this, he remembered that although he was the leader of these ten thousand elite soldiers, he also had a leader.

Chen Gong looked at Xie Yuheng and clasped his fists in a salute, "My Lord, what do you think of this punishment?"

Xie Yuheng, who was thinking, came back to his senses and nodded, "A country cannot be without laws, and an army cannot be without discipline. Captain Chen handled it properly, so it's OK."

After she finished speaking, she asked the garrison commander, "I remember the Qiang tribe next to Xining, but it was just a small tribe."

"How can we have the troops to ambush 80,000 Yizhou troops?"

The garrison commander was also puzzled. "This... I don't know either. It's not stated in the military report."

Xie Yuheng lowered his eyes and made a decision in his heart.

Either there is more than one tribe involved, or people from the Wusun side are mixed in.

I just don't know specifically whether they were drawn from the troops on the Wusun front or were an ambush team that was already prepared.

Chu Chen glanced at Xie Yuheng, who had a solemn expression on his face, and his heart sank slightly. He said to the garrison commander:

"The soldiers are tired from the journey. Please prepare some food, water, and horse grass..."

The garrison commander hurriedly said, "It's not a bother, it's all my duty."

"It takes time to prepare the meal. Why don't you all go into the city and wait?"

"Alright, you lead the way."

Everyone followed the garrison into the city and waited for their meal in a shady place.

If there weren't other people around, Chu Chen really wanted to lie down on the ground.

No matter how good a prince's image is, it's not as good as being comfortable and happy by yourself!

Meanwhile, Xie Yuheng took the paper and ink and began writing. Chu Chen took a closer look and muttered to himself, reading the words:

"Huoxiang Zhengqi Powder, dried tangerine peel, perilla, poria..."

After Xie Yuheng finished writing, he handed it to Rong Er and instructed: "Go to the city's pharmacy to get some medicine according to this prescription."

Rong Er glanced at the recipe and asked, "Ten thousand servings?"

"Just make enough for one person to take two sips. If the city's medicine shop doesn't have much in stock, leave some for the local people. You don't have to buy all of it."

Given how unpalatable this thing is, anyone who can drink a sip of it can be considered a warrior...

Obviously, the soldiers knew nothing about this.

After Rong Er came back from buying herbs, he ordered his soldiers to light the pot and boil it.