The next day, the army set out on the camp.

Ding Miao led the scouts in front of the 200 light cavalry army, and five people were used as a group of four sentry probes, and replaced them one after another, reaching eighty miles away. General Han Shu and Huang Su each led 200 light troops as left and right troops, and walked along the ridges on both sides of the army's road to cover the two wings of the entire army. Liu Kun led the main cavalry of the central army, with more than a thousand infantry, and a group of subordinates followed. General Linghu Sheng, the guard general, urged the refugees, and the baggage was the rear team, and followed them.

Lu Yao and Xue Tong should have followed Liu Kun's team, but Yun was tortured by the Huns for a day and was seriously injured. He really couldn't ride a horse. He could only find a door panel to hang it between the two horses, carry him with the door panel, and move forward slowly. The two then begged Yue Shigong and simply went with the refugee's supplies for the time being.

This mountain is very difficult to walk, so the speed of the large army is slower than expected. The refugees who are as straight as a mob are rushing step by step. If they could not reach Nei County at sunset, they would probably have to camp in the wild today. Liu Kun and his guards rushed forward an hour ago to explore the terrain, but they have not turned around yet.

This situation is the most dangerous. Although Liu Kun's subordinates were few, they were very elite, and they were like a fierce and fast little beast traversing among thousands of mountains and valleys. Unless the Huns' army was dispatched, no one could do anything. However, after bringing these refugees, the momentum would be prosperous, and the little beast would grow into a big pig rammed by fat wolfs. If the Huns drove their troops to fight, the situation would be very bad.

At this moment, the winding team was moving along the mountain road. Except for a few soldiers who maintained order, this team was almost composed of refugees. Looking around, they were all ragged and weak, and their steps were slow and tired, as if they were just moving step by step with inertia.

Most of these people were residents of the counties southeast of Shangdang. Under the coercion of the Huns, they first fled to the Huguan area in the north. Then the Hun army arrived and killed or plundered most of the refugees. The remaining people had to scatter into the mountains and survive. It was not until the news of Liu Kun recruiting refugees spread that they went down the mountain to surrender one after another. However, Liu Kun was unable to provide effective relief due to the extremely tight food and fodder situation.

Obviously, the wandering life in the past caused great harm to their bodies, making it difficult for them to deal with the physical exhaustion of long distances. Lu Yao saw more than once someone walking, suddenly fell to the ground and could no longer wake up. Some people were tired of walking and sat on the side of the road to rest, but their bodies suddenly lost their strength, so they died on the stones or tree roots. Perhaps it was the harsh world that made people completely numb. Their relatives or fellow villagers would hardly mourn for the departure of their relatives, but they just took all the available things from the corpse and continued to move forward.

Several thin old men surrounded a shabby cart and advanced hard. The cart suddenly fell down, and a wooden wheel stuck in the crack on the ground, twisting and unable to pull it out. A sleepy half-split child in the car was awakened by the shock of the vehicle. He opened his eyes blankly and looked around and wiped his nose on the dirty skin around him. This is a narrow mountain road. As soon as the cart stopped, the team behind him had to stop. A refugee leader came over and waved his hand weakly and said, "Come helpers, push the cart..."

Lu Yao trolled the horse to make way for the men who came to push the cart. He couldn't help but sigh as he watched the tired faces passing by in front of his eyes.

Xue Tong strode down from a high slope. He landed heavily, causing a lot of gravel to roll down. The refugees passing by the high slope avoided gravel and their speed was slower and slower.

"Daoming, have you seen the subordinates of Duke Shi of Yue? Xue Tong's face was quite excited: "These are all elite soldiers! Luoyang Imperial Forces is called the elite of the world, and it is really well-deserved!"

Lu Yao glanced at Xue Tong.

As a soldier who has experienced many battles, Xue Tong naturally does not have the same compassion as Lu Yao, but will concentrate on paying attention to the affairs of the army.

He climbed to a high place several times and looked at the actions of the Jin army units ahead. Although the distance was a little far, with his rich experience, just from the detailed performance of his marching, such as the pace and queue, it can be judged that the soldiers brought to Bingzhou by Liu Kun were among the few elite soldiers.

"Those are not Luoyang Imperial Guards." Lu Yao looked at the groups of refugees passing by, and his mood could not be as high as Xue Tong. He said lightly: "Although the seventh army, the fifth army of Luoyang Guards and the 36th army of Yamen were both famous for their elite forces, their military preparations have been deflated for a long time. As early as the Taikang period, they were just soldiers who were scared. Moreover, in recent years, the royal family and the kings have attacked each other, and the imperial guards have participated in it, and the losses have been huge. The current imperial guards are just mobs formed by the imperial court temporarily recruiting brave men with the acquiesce of the King of East China Sea. They cannot send such a group of troops."

He thought for a while and said, "I guess these soldiers were originally private soldiers of Yue Shigong, but they were newly appointed by the prefectures and county soldiers of the Bingzhou Governor."

"Private soldiers? So many?" Xue Tong was slightly surprised.

Lu Yao nodded: "Mr. Yue Shi has his own strength when he fought in the north and south of the Great Henan."

Xue Tong hesitated: "I remember the military system of this dynasty. The princes and kings with fiefs of 5,000 households were only 1,500. The troops like Duke of Yue Shi was as strong as the standard of ordinary princes and kings. If we look at the level of elite force, we would probably be much stronger... Isn't this contrary to the court system?"

"Old Xue, you are familiar with the imperial system." Lu Yao sneered: "But what year did that happen? Who is the king of the royal family now owns tens of thousands of soldiers? Duke Shi of Yue is brave and good at fighting, and is a senior official of the King of Donghai who is resilient to the Great Wall. He has several private subordinates, and even the King of Donghai doesn't mind. What's your mind? What's more, Duke Shi of Yue is now the governor of Bingzhou, so these troops are the soldiers of Bingzhou?"

He suddenly waved his hand to the refugees who were struggling to live, and his words were filled with a little uncontrollable anxiety: "Look, the barbarians are rampant, and the smell of fishy smells thousands of miles away. The suffering of the Qianshou is so great... You have the intention to consider the private soldiers of governor Liu!"

Xue Tong stared at Lu Yao and wanted to say something, but finally said "Hey!" and stopped talking.

After a while, Lu Yao said apologetically: "I have seen too much suffering from the military and civilians these days, so I feel depressed and lose my sense of propriety in my words. I hope my brother will not blame me."

"Daoming, how could I blame you?" Xue Tong sighed deeply: "To be honest, I, Xue, have been in the army since I was a child and have been a soldier for almost twenty years. I feel that I have some knowledge. But now I am increasingly unable to understand the situation... Alas, compared with Xianning and Taikang years, I always feel that nothing is right..."

"Yes, yes, I think too." He Yun lay on the raised door panel and listened for a while, and finally couldn't help but interrupt: "In recent years, there have been more and more corrupt officials and more natural disasters. Even if there are no unruly people, the people will not be able to survive..."

Lu Yao whipped He Yun's face with a whip, which scared him: "Stop it, don't be nonsense."

These are all signs of the end of the world, Lu Yao sighed in his heart.

He understood Xue Tong and He Yun's feelings very well, but he didn't know how to answer for a moment. The Great Jin Dynasty, which led the world, was running towards destruction at an unimaginable speed under the concerted efforts of His Majesty the Emperor and the ministers and officials. Emperor Wu's so-called Taikang rule was actually only fifteen years ago, but in Xue Tong and He Yun's eyes, he felt that everything had changed.

Xue Tong was born in the Xue family in Hedong, barely considered a county tyrant, and was also an officer in command of thousands of people in the army. The first thing he felt was that the system of the entire dynasty was corrupt and weathered, and there were no more rules. And what ordinary people like He Yun could understand was just one thing: they could not survive.

While he was calculating, his iron hooves moved from the ground in the distance, and dozens of full-fit cavalrymen galloped out of the valley. Liu Kun was the first to be the one who rode a majestic war horse, still wearing a white robe. Under the sunset, he rode his horse with one hand, and his straight figure seemed to be about to shoot out light. It was really amazing!
Chapter completed!