"Take it and fix the door yourself. Let's go!"
As Zhaoming left, the dark clouds in the sky gradually dispersed. Snorri threw a small piece of gold to the boss who was slumped on the ground and stood up to leave. It was still a long way from the Terracotta Warriors and Horses Cemetery.
"This thing is all about making the shell, boy, I was so excited for nothing."
After unfolding Zhao Ming's scroll and looking at it, Snorri was so angry that he pulled his beard. He subconsciously thought that the content inside would contain what he needed, but unfortunately this was wishful thinking on his part.
The Terracotta Warrior Guard is a huge project, and it can be said that every true dragon is trying to study them openly or secretly. The techniques they master vary according to their authority.
"It seems that no matter where you are, the folk customs in the north are always more sturdy."
Walking on the official roads of Weibei provinces, Snorri summarized what he had seen and heard in the past few days. Of course, the climate, diet, and more importantly, the greater threats they face allow the people here to show stronger fighting power.
Yinyin's Weidong Province can be said to be second only to the Central Provinces in Ninghe. The main threats come from Nibon and pirates, and the military pressure is incomparable to the chaotic wasteland outside Changyuan.
Especially at this stage, Nippon is in the midst of a warlord war and is unable to carry out large-scale invasions. Most of the pirate groups can only cause nuisance along the coast. How many behemoths like the God Bless Evil Party can there be?
"Look at the strength, skills and fighting spirit of these trained peasants, they are all a level better than those from Weidong Province!"
While resting at night, Eric commented to the peasant spearmen who were lining up and training with spears on the threshing floor in the village.
"And those women who shoot arrows, I think they are no worse than any part-time male hunters in the human empire."
"Chendan regards archery as a noble and practical entertainment, and Biaolong especially encourages women to arm themselves and follow the style of the Queen of the Moon to participate in long-range combat. Her number one general is also a woman."
Snorri was also observing, and asked him to say that the war potential of the Weibei provinces is very strong. After issuing formal armor equipment and conducting a short period of training, the peasants here can become qualified Yuyong. This situation is There should be only Kislev in the west, which he has not been to yet.
"Hey! Stay here, our king will treat you two to a drink!"
The daily training ended early, and Snorri sent someone to stop the leading village chief and Baozheng.
"I see that the two of you are quite organized in your training. I guess you have served in the military, right?"
"Sir, both of us were once Changyuan sentry guards."
"Yes, ordinary people in the Weibei provinces who want to find a full-time official position and join the army have the option to do so."
"Son, I like warriors best! Can you two explain the rules of this peasant training?"
In Snorri's vision, extensive military training is worth promoting, especially since he also plans to use troops on a large scale in addition to defending existing territories. The stronger the combat effectiveness of the mobilized troops, the more professions he can draw away. soldier.
After stopping and stopping along the way, the dwarf team arrived near the Terracotta Warriors and Horses Cemetery as planned. Since it was getting late, Snorri decided to go to the city and rest the next day before making plans.
This small town called Dinglingwei seems to have gradually developed from a military camp. Thousands of years ago, the Terracotta Warriors and Horses Cemetery was originally located in a remote place, but the troops stationed all year round had various needs and matching spending power. Many vendors gathered here to form a market.
Later, during the military disasters caused by the Northern Chaos' breakthrough in Changyuan several times, the surrounding people found that the elite standing troops here could bring a strong sense of security, so they gradually moved here and formed a town.
"He Qingsong, the commander of a certain Dingling Guard!"
"As expected, as the intelligence said, he is a dragonborn with an arrogant personality!"
Snorri thought to himself as he looked at the generals with high crowns and broad belts on top of the city, and dark embroidered dragon patterns on their brocade robes. He had already received the news when Snorri landed in Yongchang at the latest, but it seemed that this man was not going to hold any kind of welcome ceremony, and he didn't even have the enthusiasm to come down to greet him.
"You all are armed with sharp weapons. Don't move around at will after entering the city. If you cause any trouble, huh, this is the province of Weibei, not the territory under the jurisdiction of Minglong!"
"Okay, I am going to visit the cemetery early tomorrow morning, please make arrangements!"
"My own general will lead his troops to escort us."
Passing through the city gate, a general led the dwarves to the inn that had been designated in advance.
After a night of silence, the next morning Jiang Jiang led a team of jade warriors to accompany Snorri and his entourage out of the city to the entrance of the Terracotta Warriors and Horses Cemetery at the foot of the mountain.
"Your Majesty has decreed that the military attaches dismount their horses and the civilian officials dismount their sedan chairs. We are all on foot, so this rule has nothing to do with it."
The general who led the way was different from the commander. He showed considerable enthusiasm for Snorri and told many true and false anecdotes along the way.
"What are these monuments?"
"These are the history of the construction and subsequent expansion of the cemetery. The real owner is still behind."
After passing the archway and walking up a short section of red wall, you will see a few Yuyong guarding the gate. Walking inside is a winding Shinto, with stone statues placed at the nodes of each section, creating a solemn atmosphere.
Now is not the time to worship, and there are no other people around. The warriors of both tribes have stepped lightly to avoid disturbing the warrior's sleep.
"These stone statues are the powerful enemies that His Majesty and several His Highnesses conquered when they conquered the four directions. Now on our left is the Tiger Chief who once ruled the Heavenly Mountains. His Highness Zhulong also suffered hidden losses under his iron tail. "
"Is this the bloodthirsty demon on the right? He's also a high-level one!"
"Your Majesty once said that this demon is ranked in the third ring, and he has a high status under the skull. Look to the right and front, and there is a demon named Kabanha. It took the combined efforts of four figurines to kill him. How can it be so? It also destroyed two respects and created one."
"Haotian Dragon Emperor does not shy away from the damage caused by these powerful enemies."
Snorri looked at the inscriptions on the bases of these stone statues. Each tick recorded the great sacrifices made by the Cathay Empire to deal with them.
"As long as the enemy is not completely eliminated for a day, you will pay the price by vilifying and dwarfing them. Respecting the enemy is also respecting the living and martyrs."
The Dwarf King was complaining that in the Kingdom of Mountains, there were too many examples of the news reaching Eternal Peak jumping directly from "Easily repelling stupid greenskins and cowardly rats while drinking heavily" to the fall of the fortress.
"Buried on both sides of the Shinto are heroes who have made great contributions, and there are cauldrons on all four sections. Alas, tsk, let's move on."
The general has been serving in the Dingling Guards for some years, but this is his first time serving as a tour guide. Being the narrator makes him feel better.
"This stele was erected by His Majesty himself, and the plaque was also inscribed by His Majesty. Inside are the clay sculptures and golden bodies of the warriors from the cemetery. Do you want to go in and take a closer look?"
The end of the Shinto suddenly became clear, and he stood in front of a huge stone monument and turned around to ask.
