It was still dark at the end of the day, and Jia Cong was forcibly pulled out of bed by the pardon master.
There was a stove burning in the thick tent, and the copper kettle on the stove was constantly steaming. In a daze, Master Pardon wiped his precious son clean, had a hasty breakfast, and then put on his official uniform and went to the imperial tent to obey his orders. .
The temperature outside the tent was frighteningly low, but it still couldn't stop the excitement of the teenagers. They were all gearing up to prepare for the upcoming competition.
"Dad, look, it's my wife and my second sister..."
The lights outside the imperial tent were brightly lit, and the concubine's tent on the right was also full of people. Jia Cong immediately saw Mrs. Xing, Yingchun, Daiyu and Qin Keqing standing at the front of the team.
As if they had a tacit understanding, Dai Yuzheng also looked over. Jia Cong waved to her excitedly and received a response soon.
Mrs. Xing seemed to be telling something to the girls at home, and she glanced at the concubine's tent from time to time.
"The Imperial Concubine is going to sit in the palace, and this time it is Concubine Liang who is here. Before you got up, Concubine Liang sent someone to tell you that your mother will be accompanied by a few girls today."
Um?
Liang Fei was born in the Mo family in Lanzhou, and her father and brother were both in the Hexi Army. She had a straightforward temperament, liked martial arts, and was sneaky with a spear. Three or five ordinary Imperial Guardsmen were no match for her.
It is said that the emperor once did not believe in evil and made a gesture with the good concubine, and was beaten and ran all over the school grounds...
Regardless of whether this is true or not, it can be said to be an ironclad fact that Liang Fei has good martial arts skills.
Although Jia Cong was quite curious about Liang Fei, what he was more curious about now was why she asked the female members of the Jia family to accompany her.
Master Pardon seemed to have noticed his son's doubts and whispered in his ear: "It's the saint's request. The saint wants to make a face for Brother Rong's wife..."
At the beginning of Chen hour, the sky lit up slightly.
The sound of the horn gradually spread throughout the entire camp, as if everything was coming to life, movement began everywhere.
The imperial tent was crowded with civil and military officials, the two saints ascended to the palace, and all the ministers shouted long live.
Liu Heng glanced around, briefly asked about the situation in the camp, nodded and said: "In the past few years, there has been chaos in the DPRK. Whether it is Oara or Tatar, including the vassal ministers, there are many people who are coveting and peeping. Now. Once the civil strife is over, it’s time to give these people some shock.”
The ministers were silent, and Liu Heng changed the subject: "Jia She..."
Jia She went out and clasped his fists: "I'm here!"
"Today's martial arts competition, Huben doesn't have to hold back."
Liu Heng stood up, and the golden dragon decorated with red dragon robes seemed to swim under the light.
He waved his long sleeves and shouted in all directions: "Beat me so hard that they will not dare to have any thoughts that they should not have. Beat them until they dare not raise their heads when they see me in the future."
Woooooooo~
"Beat the drum and gather the generals!"
Boom, boom, boom...
The messengers beat the war drums, and a platform to worship the generals and several stands had been set up in the wide open space outside the camp.
The elites of the 15th battalion, including the Beijing camp and the frontier army, had already lined up neatly, with their chests raised and their heads held high, waiting for their emperor's review.
These fifteen battalions include the three imperial guards Shenwu, Zuowu and Youwu among the twelve guards in the Beijing camp, totaling 3,000 people. They include Liaodong, Jizhou, Xuanfu, Datong, Taiyuan, Yansui, Ningxia, Guyuan, Gansu, Changping and the eleven guards of Zhenbao each have one thousand elite troops.
In addition, there are the newly formed Emperor's personal army Wei Huben, Yu Lin led by the Emperor himself, and Donggong Sixth Commander led by the future Crown Prince, each with a thousand troops.
In addition, there are 1,000 white pole troops under the command of Qin Yuliang, the first female general of Daxia. In the open space below the general worship platform, there are 15 battalions of Daxia strong troops with a total of 18,000 people. Let the leader of the vassal state on the viewing platform I couldn't help being terrified.
too strong!
Is this the Kingdom of Heaven?
This is the Kingdom of Heaven!
"The saint has arrived, Your Majesty has arrived!"
The Supreme Emperor was still wearing a red gold dragon robe, but the Emperor was in military uniform, with golden armor and a golden sword, looking majestic.
"Long live Long live Long live!"
Eighteen thousand
Thousands of people shouted long live, singing and shouting in unison, making the birds in the forest in the distance become clouds.
Either black armor, white armor, or red armor...
Whether it was the Beijing camp or the frontier troops, they all clapped their breastplates and shouted after seeing the two supreme beings on the high platform.
"Long live! Long live! Long live..."
Today's protagonist is Emperor Liu Heng. The old man took the initiative to take a step back. Liu Heng inspected the soldiers of Daxia for the first time. Hearing the shouts of long live that kept echoing in his ears, he couldn't help but be filled with pride.
He slowly raised his hand and placed his fist across his chest.
"Long live Daxia!"
The nine Han generals in silver armor in front of the emperor conveyed every word of His Majesty the Emperor in unison. The audience was silent for a moment, and then there were shouts of long live.
The emperor drew out the sword from his waist, raised it high, and took the lead in singing:
"How can I say that I have no clothes? I share the same robe with you. When the king raised an army, he repaired my sword and spear. I share the same enemy with you.
How can I say that I have no clothes? Tongze with Zi. The king raised his army and repaired my spear and halberd. Work together with your son.
How can I say that I have no clothes? Wear the same clothes as your son. The king raised his troops and repaired my armor. Go with me. "
The atmosphere seemed to be pushed to a climax by the song Wu Yi, which has been sung for thousands of years. All the martial arts generals, including Jia Cong, drew out their swords from their waists, struck their armor and sang.
The civil servants on the viewing platform, and even the good concubines, ministers' wives, and noble ladies all started singing along.
"No Clothes" has been around for thousands of years, but it can still make the soldiers in the audience feel the sincerity of their emperor.
These four words are the promise made by the emperors to the soldiers of Daxia since the founding of Daxia.
Emperor Taizu Gao was like this, and so was Emperor Zhaowu.
Now that Emperor Yuanyou has arrived, he still sings the four words "Yongzi Tongpao".
The soldiers were all full of passion and raised their swords high: "Awe! Awe! Awe!"
Liu Heng waved his sword and shouted: "Start the martial arts performance!"
boom! boom! boom!
The three salutes were earth-shattering, and the soldiers of the 15th Battalion began to change their formations.
Under the command of Zhang Yue, the Minister of Military Affairs of the General Association, the Grand Governor, and the British Duke, the cavalry, infantry, archers, artillery and other troops passed through the general worship platform to accept the emperor's review.
According to the convention, the horse has three arrows and the step has six arrows.
That is, the cavalry and Pegasus shoot three arrows, and the infantry shoots six arrows. There is a special target reporter on site. If the arrow hits the target, the drum will be used as a signal. The censor and the Ministry of War officials will monitor and record it, and show it to the emperor for inspection when necessary.
Then came the official formation of the generals. According to Taizu's Holy Instructions, all officials below the General Xie Rong Zheng Guan and She Gong, Hou, Prince Consort, Bo, Long Jinwei and other officials competed in the audience.
During the entire hour-long military parade, the emperor stood majestically on the high platform. Every time he passed a square formation, he would return the salute and shout long live.
The sound of war drums was like a heavy hammer hammering the hearts of the subjects of the vassal states such as Oara, Tatar, and Goryeo.
Fear, unwillingness, jealousy, peeping...
And the faint disdain in the eyes of Yi Lan, the eldest prince of Wala.
The Southern Dynasty is no longer the Southern Dynasty in the 30th year of Zhaowu. Now it can only use the so-called strong army to frighten the timid.
The flag was raised high at the end of the parade, and the soldiers of the 15th Battalion returned to their original formation.
The Ministry of Etiquette asked for rewards according to the rules, but there was a noise coming from the viewing platform on the right.
The emperor asked why, and the ceremonial officer replied that the envoy of Wala invited the two countries to compete...
"Just in time, I also have something to ask Yilan and tell him to come on stage."
Liu Heng put his left hand on the hilt of the sword and returned to the high chair with a cold snort.
The Supreme Emperor on the left said in a deep voice: "Beat me hard for daring to bully my granddaughter. You really don't know how to live or die!"
"My son, please save it."
Just as he was talking, Yi Lan was summoned to the stage.
He was not lacking in courtesy. He first bowed respectfully to the Supreme Emperor, and then bowed to Liu Heng and said, "The foreign minister pays homage to His Majesty the Emperor of Great Xia."
"Yilan, your brother Yilie wanted to insult my people yesterday. This crime is unforgivable. And even though you are the eldest brother, you are also guilty of lax upbringing and discipline..."
"Your Majesty the Emperor..."
Yi Lan bowed slightly and said, "The foreign minister knows that he is guilty, but the foreign minister has something to say."
Liu Heng raised his hand and said, "I'll give you this opportunity to speak."
Yi Lan suddenly smiled and pointed at the elite members of the 15th Battalion of Great Xia in the audience: "These are His Majesty's warriors. What the foreign minister said is right."
Um!
Upon hearing the emperor's word "um", Yi Lan straightened up and moved his fingers slowly.
Directly behind the queue of Daxia soldiers, a white wolf and black flag were hunting in the wind, and thousands of prairie cavalry were surrounding a stalwart general, standing tall and solemn.
"In Wala, women are snatched with swords. Therefore, the foreign minister admits his mistake but feels dissatisfied. Since the foreign minister's brother has fallen in love with the woman, he will use his sword to speak. This time the foreign minister went south with a thousand Wala. Warrior, I will gamble with His Majesty the Emperor today..."
"The two armies are facing each other. If the foreign minister loses, Yi Lie and others will be at the disposal of His Majesty the Emperor. But if the foreign minister wins, the woman will have to follow Yi Lie north to Oara."
"The foreign minister also hopes that His Majesty the Emperor can grant the request of the Credentials and send Princess Daxia and Qin Wala!"
"presumptuous!"
"absurd!"
The anger of the ministers did not frighten Yilan at all. He stared straight at the emperor on the high chair.
Liu Heng was not angry and always maintained an unfathomable calmness. It wasn't until the ministers slowly regained their composure that they spoke slowly.
"There is no precedent for marrying a princess in Daxia, and there is no precedent for using women as bets."
He suddenly stood up, his steady steps exuding majesty every time he moved forward.
Uh-huh!
Liu Heng pulled out his sword, put it on Yi Lan's neck, and said coldly: "As the son of Great Xia, I am the lord of all peoples. How can I not make decisions for my people when they are humiliated?"
"I'll give you a chance. If you win, I can spare Yi Lie's life. If you lose, prepare to take their bodies back."
Liu Heng's eyes turned to the viewing platform on the right: "And you, who want to try the Daxia sword, come together, my warriors are never afraid of the threat of swords!"
As if to confirm Liu Heng's declaration, the soldiers of the 15th Battalion shouted in unison: "Kill! Kill! Kill..."
The sound of killing was so loud that even the cold winter wind could not dampen the fervor of the emperor's declaration just now.
The good concubine Mo, who was on the viewing platform, excitedly raised the spear beside her and shouted with the soldiers. She even pushed aside the palace maid standing in front of her, and wanted to go to the high platform to stab the prince of Wala to death...
Yi Lan felt the coldness on his neck. Although he was afraid, he still insisted on his belief.
The Southern Dynasty is no longer the Southern Dynasty of the 30th year of Zhaowu. According to the information from spies and allies in the Southern Dynasty, the combat power of the Beijing camp is no longer as strong as it used to be.
Moreover, the Southern Dynasty had been at peace for a long time, but the White Wolf Cavalry under his command was fighting in the north and south.
With such a huge advantage, it would be a pity not to take advantage of the opportunity to reduce the prestige of the Southern Dynasty.
As for Yi Lie and others, it would be best if they could be saved...
"I would like to ask His Majesty the Emperor to give some thought to the marriage proposal. The foreign minister will have to stay in Daxia for a while. Maybe after some time, His Majesty the Emperor will change his mind."
Yilan, not afraid of the power of the sword, bowed slightly and said with a smile: "Foreign minister, please allow His Majesty the Emperor to allow the warriors of Oara to fight with your warriors."
"No matter life or death!"
Liu Heng sheathed his sword and gave Yi Lan a mocking look.
"Where is Jia She?"
Jia She, who was armed and strong-willed, was ordered to go out: "I'm here!"
"Tiger Ben attacks!"
Dong dong dong dong...
The war drums sounded again, and the 15th Battalion, except for the newly established Tiger Guards, exited the school grounds one after another.
When the Wala White Wolf Army entered the school grounds, many civil and military ministers began to whisper. Some people even secretly sent a message to the emperor, hoping to replace the Tiger Guards with Shenwu, left and right military guards, or a strong nine-sided army.
Even Qin Yuliang is not very optimistic about the Tiger Army. After all, the Tiger Army performed well during the review, but it was far worse than the Wala White Wolf Army.
This group of white wolf army is Wa
The best of the best, he has been fighting everywhere in the past few years and is used to seeing life and death. Where is the Tiger Army? Never even been on the battlefield.
Dong dong dong dong...
The flag was waved, and both sides began their respective pre-war preparations.
The two armies formed a formation, nearly three hundred steps apart. Under the leadership of the strong man, the White Wolf Army drew out their scimitars and began to speed up their horses.
Huben appeared in front of everyone today as a foot soldier. He neither drew his bow nor drew his sword, but instead raised black pipes...
The first column was half kneeling on the ground, the second and third columns were staggered in turn, and the fourth, fifth and sixth columns were armed and ready.
"Firegun? That's too slow. It's only three hundred steps away..."
Some people recognized Hu Benerlang's hand as a weapon similar to a firecracker. In their impression, these firecrackers fired slowly and their effective distance was not as good as that of bows and arrows.
But when the Walas accelerated their attack, the clumsy ignition shot that they remembered did not appear.
"Fire!"
Jia Shiyi, who was temporarily acting as the commander, shrank his eyes and shouted angrily, followed by a loud roar.
Bang bang bang bang...
Tongues of fire spit out, and smoke covered the place where the Tigers and Ben troops were.
The people on the viewing platform couldn't see clearly what happened when they fell to the ground. They only heard loud noises and the charging White Wolf Army fell off their horses one by one.
After the smoke filled the air, everyone smelled the pungent smell...
"What a powerful force, such a long distance, and such a fast speed!"
Zhang Yue and Jia She knew the power of the weapons held by Hu Bierlang, and Jia Cong knew it clearly.
The flintlock gun, an epoch-making weapon.
It is a pity that Daxia is not enough to equip the entire imperial army with flintlocks. Otherwise, after mass production and equipping Daxia soldiers, the grassland will not be a threat.
Prairie cavalry?
Let’s dance instead!
Bang bang bang bang...
After the first column shoots, the second column steps forward and pulls the trigger. After the second column shoots, the third column follows.
In this way, one column moves forward to shoot, and one column retreats to reload. The seemingly mechanical movements can increase the firing speed of the flintlock gun to the extreme.
Wala's White Wolf Army was not afraid of death, but they were still unable to break through the last fifty steps in front of the formation.
The war horses neighed, and the White Wolf Army soldiers who were shot fell off their horses one by one. The blood of the Wala people gradually dyed the front of the Huben Army array red.
A gust of wind blew through the school grounds. Many of the female relatives on the viewing platform could no longer bear the tragic scene and vomited. Some even fainted with pale faces...
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