“Each Captain, obey the order, armor up and march, change route to Ghost Cry Ridge!” Ling Chuan directly ordered.
Soon, the troop set off again, heading towards Ghost Cry Ridge to the north.
Not long after, in the Personal Guard troop, a figure came to Ling Chuan's side, hesitating several times.
“What’s the matter?” Ling Chuan glanced at him and asked.
The personal guard whispered, “I know Song Jing!”
Ling Chuan's expression slightly changed, “You know?”
“Sir, you are unaware, I was previously a soldier under Song Jing, I know a little about his background!”
This personal guard was none other than Kou Hui, but, before that, he had another name, Guo Su.
He could be promoted from a border army private to a Captain, it was because of Zhang Ji's promotion, otherwise, even if he was valiant, being a Captain would have been the end of it.
However, when Fly went to each Captain to select Personal Guards, he found that Kou Hui had an ability that few possessed, which was that he was proficient in Hu Language.
But, considering the sensitivity of his identity, Fly did not dare to make the decision, so he asked Ling Chuan, after Ling Chuan found out, he readily agreed to let him join the Personal Guard, and, some time ago, Ling Chuan also had him teach the Scout Team members to learn Hu Language.
“Song Jing comes from a general's family in Guangling, his grandfather entered the Ministry of War as a martial champion, and Song Jing has been well-versed in the Art of War since childhood, and he also has some military merit in the Northern Army these years!” Kou Hui whispered.
“What's his relationship with Zhang Ji?” Ling Chuan asked.
Kou Hui shook his head and said, “I haven't heard that the two of them have close relations, however, the two of them have a very good relationship with Wang Qi!”
“Wang Qi?” Ling Chuan frowned slightly, “Is the military advisor beside Song Jing this time?”
“Yes!”
“So that's how it is!” Ling Chuan's lips curled into a cold smile, already having a plan in his mind.
Following that, Ling Chuan looked at Kou Hui and asked, “You are a Captain, working here as a personal guard, don't you feel wronged?”
Kou Hui gave a bitter smile and said, “Sir is joking, my hands are full of the evil blood, living is just to atone for my own sins, how can I feel wronged…”
He looked to the front and said, “If I die on the battlefield this time, it can also be regarded as a liberation, if I can survive by luck, then it means that God thinks my sin is too deep, not allowing me to die easily!”
Not long after, a low ridge appeared in front, the north wind howled, as if evil ghosts were crying and wolves were howling, bringing up large amounts of sand and gravel.
“The front is Ghost Cry Ridge!” Kou Hui said.
“Pass the order to the entire army, maintain vigilance!” Ling Chuan said to Shen Jue and Meng Zhao, the two Deputy Captains of the Personal Guard behind him.
Captain Fly had already taken more than ten Personal Guards to scout the way ahead.
Although Ling Chuan could not determine now whether the other party's order to change the route was due to a tactical arrangement, or if there were other intentions, being careful is always right.
The north wind in March and April was no longer so piercing, but the sand and gravel in the wind still made it hard to open one's eyes.
According to legend, in the previous dynasty, a military god of the Central Plains Dynasty gathered an army of 400,000 and fought a decisive battle here with the 600,000 Allied Forces of sixteen Grassland Tribes, originally the strengths of both sides were very different, and the Central Plains Dynasty was at a disadvantage.
However, that military genius of the Central Plains Dynasty, using the loophole of the Grassland Tribes each fighting their own battles, dismantled the sixteen tribes one by one, and when the leaders of the Grassland Tribes reacted, the situation was already set.
At the last moment, 200,000 Central Plains cavalry charged forward, making a final decision, putting a final seal on this decisive battle.
In the end, 600,000 Grassland Tribe soldiers were slain here, their corpses were used to build a ridge, and the blood dyed the entire battlefield dark red, even after hundreds of years, this place was still barren.
Whenever the north wind howled, the ridge would emit a wailing sound, accompanied by flying sand and stones, as if countless souls of the dead were crying, and thousands of evil ghosts were roaring.
Not long after, a Beacon Tower appeared in front, and figures could be vaguely seen flickering.
“Who is it?”
A loud shout came from the Beacon Tower, and then, the sound of drawing bowstrings was heard.
“We are the Yun Province Army, ordered to borrow the way to support Iron Scale City!” Meng Zhao responded loudly.
“A pack of nonsense, I didn't receive the order that someone is borrowing the way from here?” Six or seven figures appeared on the Beacon Tower, each holding a bow and arrow, aiming at Ling Chuan and the others.
“That's right, there is no such armor among our Zhou Army, honestly, who are you?”
“If you don't speak again, we will shoot arrows!”
“I am Ling Chuan, Captain of Yunlan County, Yun Province, ordered to go to Iron Scale City to support, if you are rude and obstruct me, don't blame me for not considering the camaraderie!” Ling Chuan said loudly.
If it weren't for the fact that they were also border army of Da Province, Ling Chuan would not have bothered talking nonsense with them.
Hearing Ling Chuan's name, the expressions of several Shuo Province border army soldiers on the Beacon Tower changed, and the Corporal saw that the Corporal gave a look to a soldier, and the soldier put away his bow and arrow, quickly ran down the Beacon Tower to check.
“Are you really Captain Ling Chuan?” The soldier’s thin clothes were covered with a tattered leather armor, and he quickly ran to a position ten steps in front of Ling Chuan and asked.
Ling Chuan also didn't bother to talk nonsense, and directly took off his Captain Waist Token and threw it over.
The soldier caught the Waist Token with both hands, identified it, and then turned to the direction of the Beacon Tower, excitedly shouting, “Corporal, it's really Captain Ling!”
Hearing this, the few people on the Beacon Tower quickly put away their bows and arrows and ran down together.
“It really is Captain Ling, Li Hui of Ghost Cry Ridge, with the whole troop brothers, pay respects to Captain Ling, we did not know it was you, please forgive us!” The man, who was about fifty years old, had a face full of wind and frost.
As the saying goes, one does not hit a smiling face, and seeing that they were wearing tattered clothes and guarding the Ghost Cry Ridge, which was so harsh, most of the anger dissipated.
“Old Brother Li, you have worked hard, we are in a hurry to get on the road, please be accommodating!” Ling Chuan clasped hands and said to the few people.
“Please, Captain!” Li Hui led the few people to one side and made a gesture of invitation.
Watching the troop go far away, the eyes of Li Hui and the others were full of respect.
They had heard of Ling Chuan's great name, and in the past six months, he had defeated the enemy army several times in Wolf Beacon Pass, and had also slain several enemy commanders, and from a small private he had become a Captain.
His deeds had already spread throughout the Northern Seven Prefectures, and many people regarded him as a role model.
Ling Chuan gave hope to thousands of soldiers, as long as they dared to kill and fight, they could make a name for themselves.
A fifteen or sixteen-year-old Young Man looked at the direction where the Yunlan Army left, licked his dry lips, and asked, “Corporal, I heard that Captain Ling is a god descended to earth, is it true?”
Li Hui also stared at that direction and murmured, “If there is really a god, he definitely is!”
Leaving Ghost Cry Ridge is considered leaving the Pass, continuing north is an endless grassland, which greatly increased the marching speed, but Ling Chuan still had everyone maintain a steady pace and must not let the warhorses become exhausted.
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