Zhao Tong looked at the land of the Changhe River from his horse, while the team rested on the spot. Many people got off their horses and lay down directly on the ground. The imperial guards in Gyeonggi Province had never suffered like this, and those of them who could follow them to Hehuang were among them. Elite.
The dirty clothes Hong Qi brought were okay, but they were looking at the mountains and rivers here with some curiosity. In their eyes, as long as they can have enough food, clothing, and a place to live, there is not much difference between Tokyo and here. If they can marry another wife, That would be much better than Tokyo.
One hundred bloody vanguard groups were behind Zhao Tan. If Zhao Tan did not dismount, they would not dismount either. There was still innocence and stubbornness left on the young man's face. After all, tens of thousands of people were selected and selected, and there were always elites.
At this time, in the distance, along the bank of Huangshui River, the sound of horse bells could be heard in the distance. The sound of the bells was clear and melodious, which was still pleasant to the ears next to the empty river and mountains.
Zhao Tong set up a pergola with his hands and looked around. He was not worried about encountering the enemy. After all, he was still in the inner area of Xining Prefecture at the moment, and the opponent was hanging a horse bell, so he obviously had no intention of sneak attack.
I saw more than a dozen horses galloping along the river bank. The horses ran very fast and had a lot of fun, which immediately attracted the attention of the Imperial Army cavalry lying on the ground.
Even though these forbidden soldiers are lazy, they still have feelings for their mounts. When they see the galloping horses in the distance, they immediately start to compare, but when they take a look, they immediately lower their heads.
Zhao Tong looked at their appearance and said calmly: "This is Hehuang, a natural horse farm. Your horses are locked in the stable and only come out to run half a lap every day. How can you compare with these horses?"
As the dozen or so riders approached, Zhao Tong could see clearly that the leader turned out to be a young girl.
I saw this young girl with eyebrows like distant mountains, eyes like autumn water, a beautiful nose and a tan mouth, delicate appearance, wheat-colored skin, wearing a green shorts, holding a riding crop in her hand, looking at Zhao Tong and others curiously.
There was a young man behind the girl, wearing leather armor and carrying a bow and arrow. Apparently, because the horse was not as fast as the girl, he did not get ahead.
The girl curiously looked at the team in front of her. All the soldiers were wearing armor, but the armor seemed slightly different from what she usually saw. Why was it still lying on the ground? It didn't even have a flag on it. This military discipline Isn't it too undisciplined?
In fact, this is not because the military discipline is lax. There is really nothing Zhao can do about it. The altitude here is high. These forbidden troops have never been to Xihe in their lives. They do not have that strong endurance. If they trek all the way, they will be afraid if they don’t take a break. They died suddenly on their horses. As for the flags, they were also there, but the horsemen were all lying down, so the flags were naturally placed on the cars.
When the girl saw the scene in front of her, she couldn't help but feel frost on her face. Her eyes moved, and finally she looked at Zhao Tong. She felt that this man looked like the leader of the team, but he had no military discipline. He was actually wearing a white robe, um... even weapons. Not even a bow or arrow.
"What kind of team are you from? Why are you so unorganized and slack!" The girl shouted forward while holding a folded riding whip.
Everyone here looked at the girl curiously. Xu Ning was calm and silent. Yang Zhi now had a memory, glanced at Zhao Tong and lowered his head.
For a moment, no one replied to the girl. The girl suddenly blushed slightly and her voice became a little weaker, but she still said: "Are you soldiers from Xizhou?"
Zhao Tong looked at her and found it strange. Without asking, he knew that these must be the children of the generals of the Western Army. Otherwise, how could he have such confidence to shout at these thousands of armored soldiers?
It's just that you, a little girl from the Western Army, if you want to talk about anything else with the Gyeonggi Forbidden Army, then that's it. If you talk about military discipline... Zhao Tao shook his head. The military discipline of the Western Army is notoriously bad. In this regard, it is really bad. Not as good as the Gyeonggi Forbidden Army.
The Gyeonggi Forbidden Army cannot compare with the Western Army in almost everything except military discipline, which is a little better because the Gyeonggi Forbidden Army is too timid.
As for escaping on the battlefield, it is also because of cowardice.
Zhao Tong lowered his head and stroked the mane of the Zhao Ye Jade Lion, but remained silent. Seeing their prince acting like this, everyone did whatever they could, and no longer even looked at the girl.
The girl's face felt hot. It was not her first time going out, but she had never seen such soldiers before. What's more, who from Xizhou to Xiningzhou didn't know her Zhe Hanmei?
The young man next to him stretched out his hand, tugged the girl's sleeve, and whispered: "Sister, it's better to keep quiet. These people don't look right. They don't seem to be our soldiers here."
The girl said: "How could it be? Judging from the appearance of the armor, it is impossible that it was from Tibet and Xixia."
The young man said: "That's true..."
No matter how you look at the team in front of you, it is the Song Army. Even if other places can be faked, at least the bun cannot be faked.
The girl bit her lip, feeling so embarrassed, but the man in white robes across from her just didn't say anything and looked at her with a smile.
The girl waited for a long time before saying: "You are not mute, why don't you speak? Among these people, you are the only one who has a good horse!"
Hearing this, Zhao Tong seemed to have thought of something, and burst into laughter. The girl became more and more embarrassed, and the young man whispered: "Sister, let's go first."
Over there, Zhao Tong suddenly said strangely: "The horse is really good. Come and have a look. It's much better than yours..."
The girl snorted when she heard the words, turned the horse's head and was about to go around the front and leave. At this moment, she suddenly heard Zhao Tong laughing again: "The man came riding a bamboo horse, went around the bed to make green plums, and lived together in Changqian. The two little ones guessed .”
"Ah, you!" When the girl heard this, she immediately turned back to look at Zhao Tong, with a somewhat panicked expression on her face.
Zhao Tong still looked at her with a smile, stretched out his hand to stroke the Zhaoye Jade Lion's mane, shook his head and said: "This horse has a memory. Why does it keep wanting to run forward? If I hadn't reined it in, it would be a long time ago." Just go over and recognize its original owner!"
The girl held the riding whip in her hand, stared at Zhao Tong, and said, "Are you... the young prince?"
Zhao Tong patted the horse's head, and the horse kicked forward. He said: "Little Qingmei, I haven't seen you for seven years, and you have grown so big. It's just that I'm a little tanned, and I'm not as cute as Yuxue when I was a child."
After hearing this, the girl's face gradually lost its panic and turned into surprise. The young man next to her hurriedly whispered: "Sister, who is it?"
The girl said: "He is the young prince of Tokyo."
"Ah?!" The young man was stunned when he heard this. Then he immediately turned over and dismounted, took two steps forward and bowed down and said, "Zhe Zhichang pays homage to His Highness King Qi."
Then he hurriedly signaled behind him, and those on horseback all jumped down and bowed down in salute.
"Sister, why don't you get off your horse and see the prince!" Zhe Zhichang shouted softly from the ground.
The girl jumped off the horse, her eyelashes flashed, and she saluted, "Zhe Hanmei has met the prince."
Zhao Tong also jumped off his horse, shook his head and said, "Everyone, get up. You are your own family, so don't be too restrained."
Everyone stood up and saw that the Zhaoye jade lion "Tap Tap Tap" had walked over, put its big head into Zhe Hanmei's arm, and kept rubbing it. Zhe Hanmei was holding the horse's head, He murmured: "Xiao Bai, I really didn't expect that we could still meet."
When Zhao Tong saw this, he said with emotion: "Xiao Qingmei, when you brought it to Beijing, it was still a little pony. At that time, you would never have thought that it could grow so tall."
