"Xue Qing, with your body and bones, can you bear riding a horse?"
Zhao Hong looked back at Xue Ji on the horse and asked with concern.
Xue Ji is already 67 years old and in his dying years. It is not easy to travel all the way.
"Your Majesty, I don't mind. I must climb Yangguan and Yumenguan. Even if I die on the wall, I will be satisfied!"
Xue Ji stroked his white beard, his face glowed red, and he seemed to be in good spirits.
"Why should the Qiang flute blame the willows? The spring breeze does not pass through Yumen Pass. If I can climb these Han city gates, I will have no regrets in this life!"
Xuan Zeng, Minister of the Ministry of War, also said something long and longingly.
The famous city of Xiongguan, which could only be seen in the book slips, is now about to be seen.
"Both Qing family, you should live well! It won't be long before you can go to the Congling Mountains in the Western Regions and the Great Wall of Yanjing. The world is so big, and all of it is the territory of my Han Dynasty! The world is so big, This is my land of China. You can all have a good time traveling around!"
Zhao Hong looked at the vast Gobi and the rolling snow-capped mountains and said it loudly.
The Congling Mountains of the Western Regions, the Great Wall of Yanjing!
Xue Ji and Xuan Zhen looked at each other and smiled, both shaking their heads.
The emperor was ambitious and hoped that they could survive until the day when Wang Shi regained the Western Regions and Yanyun Sixteen Prefectures.
The green grassland can't be seen to the edge. Horses, cattle and sheep are scattered throughout it. Teams of cavalry are training. I don't know how many.
Zhao Hong rode his horse slowly, feeling relaxed and happy and dizzying.
The mountains are majestic and ever-changing, and the water is vast and graceful. The world has various appearances, and life is related to various postures...
In Zhao Hong's heart, this sentence came out of nowhere.
With horses, there are cavalry. With cavalry, there is mobility. With mobility, the Song Dynasty’s cavalry could travel across the world. Who in the world could compete with them?
"Your Majesty, look..."
Yu Jie said hesitantly, and Zhao Hong nodded slightly.
"Bang the drum!"
Yu Jie gave the order and urged the horse to leave. On the grass, the eight-sided cowhide drum sounded "dong dong dong", which made all the ministers' hearts sway and their faces were solemn.
If the emperor visits Hexi in person and doesn't take a look at the cavalry, wouldn't his visit be in vain?
The ground trembled, and countless strong cavalry came from all directions. They were wearing helmets and armor, their quivers were full, their spears and spears were raised side by side, their swords were sharp, and they were densely packed all over the mountains and fields, covering the entire horse farm.
The knights came on horseback and quickly got into position. They lined up like a wall. They were fierce and brave. They quickly gathered into a huge phalanx. The horses' heads were swaying, murderous, and everyone was full of violence.
What a group of warriors!
The cavalry were fierce and fierce, boundless. Many of the ministers watching with Zhao Hong were frightened and their expressions changed.
This is the result of the Song army's risk to seize Hexi. Countless cavalry, countless warriors, the power of the frontier army, so elite and terrifying, they are enough to challenge the Mongolian cavalry.
I was terrified and anxious that day, but now that I think about it carefully, all the risks and sacrifices were worth it.
"All officers and soldiers of the Song Dynasty, dismount! See me, the Emperor of the Song Dynasty!"
Yu Jie shouted loudly and with great energy, it was heard far away.
Cao Shixiong and other generals beat the horses together, entered the cavalry formation one after another, and stood in a row with the cavalry.
"Kowtow to Your Majesty!"
Yu Jie knelt down in front of the troops, took the lead in kneeling on one knee, and shouted loudly.
"Kowtow to Your Majesty!"
All the cavalrymen knelt down together and shouted in unison, clasping their fists.
"All the soldiers are safe!"
Zhao Hong sat on his horse with a solemn expression and shouted loudly.
With these well-trained warriors and sharp and ferocious firearms, the warriors of the Song Dynasty were able to dominate the world.
"Mount!"
Zhao Hong nodded, and Yu Jie shouted again.
All the troops mounted their horses one after another and were quickly prepared. They were silent, showing their military power.
"What a great weapon for the country!"
Xue Ji's face turned red and he spoke in a trembling voice.
The Song Dynasty had such an elite king division that they could fight against the Mongolian cavalry.
"Your Majesty has a sharp eye and a far-sighted vision. He is truly a blessing to our Song Dynasty and to all the people!"
Xuan Zhen was dazzled and his palms were sweating.
In retrospect, the ministers in the DPRK tried to prevent the emperor from sending troops to advance to Hexi. Now it seems that the frog in the well is like a frog in the well, and he blushes thinking about it.
"Former troops, move out!"
Yu Jie shouted angrily, and a thousand cavalry from the front army rode out, each with a shield in his left arm. The officer took the lead in shooting an arrow, and the cavalry behind him immediately raised their bows and nocked arrows. Immediately there was a wave of arrows. The former cavalry took dozens of steps and fired three or four times.
"Yu Jie, there seem to be many party members and Tibetan people in your formation."
Xuan Zhen asked in surprise.
He could clearly see that many of the cavalrymen had pigtails, and they did not seem to be from the Central Plains.
“Mr.
Yu Jie replied to Xuan Zhen and glanced at Zhao Hong, who was watching the drill without saying a word.
"General Yu, aren't you afraid of confronting the enemy on the battlefield? Are they going to mutiny or escape before the battle?"
Xue Ji looked solemn and asked immediately.
"Xue Xiang, cavalry is important, but infantry is the foundation of war. The Dangxiang people hate the Tatars to their core. Will they surrender to the Tatars unless they have to? Besides, the vast majority of the officers in the army come from martial arts backgrounds. Don, they will mutiny unless all the officers are killed."
Yu Jie said disapprovingly, he waved his hand, and Ma Zhong then directed the drill.
"Left Army, go out into battle!"
Ma Zhong shouted angrily, and a thousand cavalrymen from the left army rushed forward wildly. They stepped on their crossbows and loaded arrows, and there was another rain of arrows in the air. The crossbows fired several arrows in succession. The knights hung up their crossbows and threw the round iron lumps in their hands to both sides, landing all over the grassland.
"Ah! Sky-shaking thunder!"
A thunderbolt fell not far away. Gao Jia's face immediately turned pale, and he subconsciously wanted to avoid it, but Wu Feng next to him grabbed the reins of his horse.
"Ms. Gao, don't worry. This is a practice bomb, it cannot explode!"
"General Wu, a military and national weapon, how can it not make people frightened?"
Gao Jia nodded, with lingering fear, and said something self-deprecating.
With so many sky-shaking thunders, once they arrive on the battlefield and bombard them indiscriminately, the opponent will lose a lot of money. Does he still have the courage to fight?
Unknowingly, when the Chinese army went out to fight, three thousand cavalry lined up in all directions, and the ground shook like thunder. There were cavalry guards on the outside, and countless cavalry in the middle dismounted. The shining artillery was unloaded one by one, and they were quickly arranged in order. The muzzles of the cannons were faint, and there were actually hundreds of them.
The gunners quickly loaded the ammunition, and the two artillery fired symbolically, hitting the wooden target in the distance, shattering into pieces, and wood chips flying.
"General Yu, our Song Dynasty cavalry is actually equipped with artillery?"
Shi Songzhi, a powerful prime minister in history, was sweating profusely and asked unconsciously.
The cavalry is equipped with artillery and thunder, which is even more powerful. How to fight this battle? No matter how hard he fights, he seems to be invincible.
"Xianggong Shi, I have 8,000 Hexi cavalry, equipped with 160 artillery pieces, and each person is equipped with five thunderbolts. The artillery pieces are all small cannons, weighing less than a hundred kilograms, and can carry 6-10 blunderbuss. Once on the battlefield, If attacked, an artillery array can be formed in an instant. Let him have thousands of troops, no matter how hard he comes, he will never come back!"
Yu Jie said loudly, her face flushed with pride.
There are 8,000 cavalry in the Hexi frontier army, not counting local government officials, minzhuang and Xiang troops. If you add them all up, it would be over 10,000.
Shi Songzhi nodded repeatedly with a smile on his face.
"Okay, okay! I'm afraid it will only take a few years for the Song Dynasty to have strong soldiers and horses to restore the old land of the Han and Tang Dynasties!"
As the Song Dynasty expanded its territory, military generals had more opportunities, and they would also make great achievements. After all, after martial arts, one needs to be civilized.
Seeing Shi Songzhi's excitement, Xue Ji and Xuan Zhen looked at each other and shook their heads.
"Your Majesty, although our Song Dynasty border troops are brave and brave, and most of them are tigers and wolves, there are too many party members and Tibetan people. They are not of my race, and their minds must be different. Your Majesty, think twice!"
Xue Ji looked pale and spoke to Zhao Hong.
"Your Majesty, what Prime Minister Xue said is absolutely true. There were many Hu generals during the reign of Emperor Xuanzong of the Tang Dynasty, so there were the rebellions of Anshi and Pugu Huai'en. There was the rebellion of Pugu Huai'en, and then there were the Tubo and Uighur bandits. Your Majesty, be careful."
Xuan Zhen also frowned and agreed with Xue Ji's theory.
The military power was too great, and the Song Dynasty seemed to have become a country of soldiers, which was worrying.
"When wood rots, insects grow; when walls break, moths get in. Do you think I will be Emperor Xuanzong of the Tang Dynasty? As long as the Song Dynasty strengthens itself, everyone will be proud of the people of the Song Dynasty. How can I have the heart to rebel?"
Zhao Hong laughed, his face full of confidence.
China is a huge country, and it has its own mind. If we can't even take care of these residents in the land of China, how can we pacify the world and colonize overseas?
"Your Majesty, although Xixia has surrendered, people's hearts are unpredictable. The Xingling people have worked hard for hundreds of years in the land of Xingling. I'm afraid it will take some effort to make them obey."
Xue Ji was worried and continued to nag in Zhao Hong's ear.
"Xue Xiang didn't know that the Tatar army had invaded successively, and the people of Xixia were in dire straits, with millions of people lost. Perhaps it was the monarchs and ministers of Xixia who were unpredictable, but it was definitely not the people of Xia. The Xingling people had already been People’s minds have changed.”
Shi Songzhi was in high spirits and immediately took over the conversation.
"Since the Song Dynasty's official army entered Hexi, there has been an endless stream of Xia people coming from the land of Xingling. Half of the Xia people in Hexi are refugees from the land of Xingling. Xixia has surrendered to our Song Dynasty, not only Hexixia When the people rejoice, even in a place where spirits are high, everyone is happy.”
Shi Songzhi looked at Xue Ji with great satisfaction and talked eloquently.
"Xue Xiang, the Song Dynasty's recovery of Xixia is like the rain after a long drought for the Xia people. The King of the Song Dynasty is like a savior. Just be at ease!"
Shi Song was eloquent, Zhao Hong nodded slightly, feeling relieved in his heart.
He who wins the hearts of the people wins the world. Under the rule of Xixia monarchs and ministers, the people were in dire straits and almost lost their country and their species. If the people still loved Xixia, it would really go against the will of the people.
The world is prosperous, and everyone is here for profit. The world is full of hustle and bustle, all for the benefit of others. Those who cannot forget the old dynasty are those with vested interests. The dynasty was reduced to ashes, and their glory and wealth disappeared. This was the reason why they really missed it.
"Your Majesty, Mr. Xue and Mr. Xuan are going west to Dunhuang County and Yumen Guanyang Pass. Zhang Zhongxia will lead 10,000 soldiers to guard it. We will rest in Zhangye County and set off early tomorrow morning. We will go to Jiuquan County first, and Dunhuang County in front of us. and Yumenguan and other places.”
"Zhang Zhongxia! Ten thousand soldiers! OK!"
Zhao Hong said hello and said loudly:
"Everyone, let's go to Yumen Pass together. I must climb the wall and enjoy the cool breeze of the Western Regions!"
The generals applauded one after another, and Xue Ji's face relaxed a little. He raised his head and glanced towards the west with complicated eyes.
"Dunhuang, Yumen Pass, Yangguan... Your Majesty, my heart has already flown to Yumen Pass!"
"Your Majesty, please go to Yumen Pass and take a look at the Western Regions. I will die without any regrets!"
Xuan Zhen followed, looking impatient.
Zhao Hong nodded slightly and looked towards the western sky with white clouds.
The spring breeze does not pass through Yumen Pass, and there are no old friends when leaving Yangguan in the west. He is like a wanderer returning home, impatient!
