Ding Chen couldn't understand why Jia Xu was hiding his weakness.

Well, it's just hiding your weakness!

Maybe he had sufficient reasons, but Ding Chen had no intention of understanding.

Everyone has their own secrets. Since he is unwilling to say and is willing to hide his weaknesses, why bother to force others?

Ding Chen even was too lazy to think about it.

There is a saying that before the troops move, food and grass will come first.

This is true for eighty thousand people, and so is the case for eighty hundred people.

To be independent of the camp is equivalent to transcending from a large group of people.

In addition, Hua Xiong did not like Ding Chen, and even refused to let Ding Chen go to Xingyang, which increased the difficulty of trapping the camp.

Receive the supply of troops, distribute the troops, prepare the food and grass...

Ding Chen then realized that marching and fighting was not as simple as he thought. Eight hundred soldiers still needed to be equipped with sufficient civilians, otherwise they would not be able to make a move.

No wonder, grandson said: War is a major event for the country!

This is just the action of eight hundred people, and it requires such a waste of money and money.

If it were eight thousand people, eight thousand people... Ding Chen couldn't even imagine what a spectacular scene it would be.

"Lord, no."

Just as Ding Chen was in a hurry to go to the battle, Gao Shun broke into the big tent.

"What's wrong?"

"The Prime Minister added two hundred people, which was good intentions.

But the trapped camp has become a tacit understanding since it started training two months ago. Now, the sudden increase of 200 new students is not only useless, but has become a burden. These new students do not understand the method of fighting formation at all, and many of them are temporarily recruited, and they cannot even hold their weapons.

With such combat power, how can we get on the battlefield?

Can the lord explain to the prime minister that if you send these 200 people back, even if you get one hundred men... no, fifty men are good."

When Ding Chen heard this, he couldn't help but pat his forehead and showed a sudden look.

He really ignored this problem and forgot that the trap camp was composed of Nangong Guards and had been training for many days before.

What Gao Shun said makes sense.

A group of new kids have not been trained and do not understand the method of fighting formation at all. How can they cooperate with each other?

These newcomers, if they are mixed in the trap camp, will not work well, and will instead drag down the combat effectiveness of the trap camp.

But you want to go back?

Dong Min won't look good in terms of face.

After all, Ding Chen has no foundation and is already stuck between the Bingzhou Army and the Liangzhou Army. If he offended Dong Min again, he would not have a good life in the future. After all, Dong Min and Dong Shuying are Dong Zhuo's brothers, how can he offend?

"Old Jia?"

Ding Chen couldn't figure it out, so he looked at Jia Xu, who looked lazy in the tent.

Jia Xu half-squinted his eyes, raised his head and looked impatient.

"What's the difficulty? Since it's a new citizen, we can set up a village chief and take care of the food and grass.

Lao Gao then sent a tiger and wolf man from the camp as the garrison leader, and used the tricks you had previously trained the Nangong Guards on Xindian. He drove his left and right out of the battle, and there might not be any war for a while. It would be better to train it than to repatriate.

By the way, Ziyang is now considered a general in the army, so why is there no relatives around him?

Hu Cheer can be used as a guard, but he still needs to be equipped with some personal troops. Among the newcomers, if there are rebellious people, those with high martial arts skills will be transferred here, which can also give them more hope. When the time comes to train, these newcomers can do their best."

When Ding Chen heard this, he was overjoyed.

Jia Xu's idea is indeed good, that is, it can solve the problem of Xinding's lack of combat power and increase their cohesion.

"Mr. Wenhe is indeed very clever, just as Mr. said."

Jia Xu said, "I can't stand your arrogant appearance at first and then respectful.

When he didn't come up with an idea, he called "Lao Jia, Lao Jia". After he came up with an idea, he immediately became "Mr. Wenhe", which was shameless."

Ding Chen was not angry, just laughed constantly.

He knew that Jia Xu was angry and was still resentful of himself for drawing him over.

But so what?

Just give me some advice and solve my problems.

"By the way, I will go to the battle early tomorrow morning, and there is not enough food and grass.

Lao Jia, go and find Dong Zong later and ask for more food and supplies.

These days, I am not nervous if I have food in my hands. I am like those who are raised by our stepmothers, so I can only rely on myself and cause less trouble."

Jia Xu pointed at Ding Chen, but Gao Shun laughed apart.

"It's getting late, I'll go back first.

I will come over tomorrow morning at Yin. At the beginning of Mao, I will set off in the middle of Mao... In this way, you will have a rest tonight."

"Here!"

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Night is approaching quietly.

In Cao's mansion, A-sister sat under the oil lamp to mend Ding Chen's clothes.

After dawn, I will go on a long journey. This is also the first time Ding Chen leads his troops to fight. Why is my sister not worried?

While sewing her clothes, she whispered to her softly.

Ding Chen listened carefully and was reluctant to leave.

"Sister, after I leave, Jia Qu will stay.

I have already told him to protect you... Luoyang is a bit complicated now. Try not to go out. If you have any problems, leave it to Jia Qu."

"Oh, how could this situation turn out like this?"

Mrs. Ding sewed the clothes properly, folded them and put them in the package.

"Xiaochen, have you heard of it?"

"What?"

"King Hongnong's corpse was buried in the east of the city."

"Isn't buried next to the tomb of the late emperor? However, this little emperor still has some affection for King Hongnong, and actually built a new tomb."

"What is the newly built tomb? It is the tomb built by the Central Constable Zhao Zhong during his lifetime."

"ah?"

Ding Chen was shocked and raised his head.

After all, Liu Bian was King Hongnong, and it was a bit too much to bury a prince in the eunuch's tomb.

He believed that this matter had little to do with Dong Zhuo.

In fact, Dong Zhuo did not need to make things difficult for a dead prince.

"The heavenly family is not lucky, and no one is in charge of his own heart.

Although King Hongnong had some grudges with him, it was all the grudges of the previous generation.

Now, he has seized the throne of King Hongnong, but he still humiliated King Hongnong so much... King Hongnong is his brother after all."

Mrs. Ding said this and looked at Ding Chen.

"Xiaochen, remember!

Don't show off and don't take risks.

Remember what you said to me, let’s go back to our hometown to farm, and don’t work hard for such a lucky person. It’s not worth it! Do you understand?”

"Sister, I've recorded it."

"Go to bed early, I'll prepare the meal tomorrow morning and ask you to get up."

After Mrs. Ding finished speaking, she put her packed luggage at the head of the bed and got up and left.

Ding Chen was also a little tired and lay down early.

However, when he thought of going to go to Hucheng Pavilion tomorrow, he felt a little uneasy.

Hucheng Pavilion!

When he arrived at Hucheng Pavilion, he was equivalent to leaving the main battlefield. How could he achieve military achievements and behead Qingshou? If he could not do it, he would not be able to make a request to Dong Zhuo. To be honest, he really didn't want to stay in this turbulent Luoyang.

Well, I have to think of another way!
Chapter completed!