"I am wearing iron armor and carrying a long sword. I am fighting with you. The road is long.
We share the same hatred against the enemy, and we share life and death. We fight with our sons, and our hearts are not sluggish.
Walking on the swallows, chasing the wild children. Fighting with the son, singing fearlessly."
More than a hundred people marched in unison, singing ancient war songs that have been passed down for thousands of years.
On this official road leading to the Anbei Protectorate, such a team is no longer the first one today.
In the eighth month of the ninth year of the Longsheng period of Daqian, one hundred thousand barbarians marched southward.
The beacon fire lasted only half a day before the news of Hu Qi's southward journey was sent back to Anbei Prefecture on the south bank of Wuding River.
Li Sizhe, the governor of Anbei, led the 20,000 Anbei frontier troops, and together with the four defenders on the left and right south banks to capture the city's 20,000 frontier troops, there were 28,000 infantry troops and 12,000 cavalry troops, making a total of 40,000 people crossing the river.
The two armies fought on the north bank of the Wuding River. Forty thousand Dagan frontier troops fought with one hundred thousand Hu cavalry for ten days. Fifty thousand reinforcements from the inner road of Dagan Pass arrived. The Hu cavalry looked at the river and sighed. More than 50,000 remaining cavalry returned north. Anbei The 40,000-strong army had less than 10,000 soldiers, and the war has basically ended since then.
The Anbei Protectorate lies along the Qianli Wuding River in the north of the Daqian Empire. To the west is the Qianli Desert, to the east is the Qianren Mountains, and on the other side of the Qianren Mountains is the Andong Protectorate.
The thousand-mile Wuding River divides this plain into two parts. The Anbei Protectorate built a mansion and ten cities on the south bank, and the Xingluo Thirty-six Town on the north bank has 108 garrisons, 324 beacons and more than 100,000 soldiers.
In the battle at the end of August, more than 30,000 people were killed. Fortunately, this time the Hu cavalry went south to seek speed. As usual, they did not first break the Hebei garrison and then cross the river to plunder the south bank.
In early September, the Ministry of War issued a flurry of military orders, and each Zhechong Prefecture dispatched 50,000 soldiers to the Anbei Protectorate Prefecture to replenish troops and replace those whose garrison period had expired.
Daqian established the country by force. When men were fifteen years old, they would go to various prefectures to register their names. During the winter training, they would select frontiers. The selected ones would be government soldiers and be awarded Yongye fields. Those who had expired for two years would be added to the frontier army. Go to the four major military governors to guard the border, wait until the soldiers are in place, and the border soldiers who are disabled due to war or who have guarded the border for more than three years will follow the route the soldiers came from and return to their hometown, Zhechongfu.
Those who have completed the five-year period will be evaluated by Zhechong Prefecture, and those who are excellent will be added to the Forbidden Army. Those who are superior will be awarded the title of county lieutenant by the Ministry of Personnel. Those who are evaluated will be assigned to the Ministry of Punishments as agents, and those who are inferior will return home.
At this time, Su Ce was wearing leather armor and holding a green colt with his left hand. The colt tilted its head and looked at Su Ce with big moist eyes.
The pony's dark and pure eyes reminded Su Ce of a Pekingese named Beibei.
Many memories have been blurred, and many people and things can no longer be recalled.
Su Ce couldn't help but sigh when he thought of his elderly parents and his beloved wife at home.
Two years ago, I followed Muramasa and a group of friends to Zhechong Mansion in Yuhang to participate in the forward selection.
The sword selection is a grand event that every man in the Daqian Empire will participate in. After two years of military training by the Zhe Chong Mansion, those who pass the test can receive the sword selection order - an arrow cluster with a polished edge and a special mark.
Those who have obtained the order to select a frontman can choose to become a member of the imperial army, or they can choose to study in a county school. However, if they cannot pass the county examination and do not want to join the army, they will return the order to select a frontman and will not be allowed to enter the official career for life. As a civilian, Ordinary life.
Su Ce's original plan was to get admitted to the county school after receiving the order to select the frontier. The literary style in Jiangnan Province was prosperous, and coupled with what he learned in his private school, after getting the honors, not to mention being ranked in the court, being a county magistrate would not be in vain. this life.
Maybe because of his two lives, Su Ce has more energy and energy than ordinary people, and his body recovery speed is much faster than ordinary people. Su Ce can't figure out what's wrong, but no matter how tired he is every day, he wakes up.
, your strength will increase a lot.
In addition, the father of the family has been training Su Ce in the same way as a soldier since he was three years old, so that Su Ce has a good foundation since he was a child. Although it is not as exaggerated as tearing apart a tiger and leopard, he has faster reactions than ordinary people.
Speed, more energy.
Although he was not born with supernatural power, after more than ten years of hard work, the captain of the Zhechong Mansion, who was in his prime, could no longer match Su Ce in terms of fists and kicks.
During the two years of Zhe Chong Mansion, Su Ce received various trainings related to the Mansion Soldiers, and also received the Order of Selection as the First Place.
Ten miles away from the official road, everyone followed Suning, the brigade commander of Zhechong Prefecture, who was riding a military horse, into the inn. On the east side of the inn was a square flat land with a side of a hundred feet. The team leader, team leader, and corps leader of Zhechong Prefecture were supervising the young people.
The soldiers of the government were sitting together in units of troops, with more than a dozen postmen carrying poles. Su Ce was no longer as surprised or surprised as the first time he saw them.
The Guandao Post Station is just like the high-speed service area in the original world. The postmen carry all kinds of needs for the soldiers under their poles.
Su Ce looked at the soldiers at the same time. Some of them couldn't hold back their greed and took out their copper coins to buy the preserved fruits in the post soldiers' poles. Watching the soldiers' teeth dripping from the sour preserved fruits, everyone laughed.
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Joining the army and taking the imperial examination are the only two ways for ordinary people to change their background. If you fail in the imperial examination, you will suffer casualties if you join the army. All getting ahead has a price.
Su Ce looked south, not knowing what would happen to the house after he left. Did Lan'er at home cover herself with a quilt last night? This girl was not good at sleeping.
Lan'er, whose full name is Wang Lan, is Su Ce's wife who married last year. The Su family and the Wang family are just small families in Dahuzhuang outside Hangzhou. Both families have Yongye fields obtained by their fathers in the army. They can't be said to be rich, but they are.
There is more than enough every year.
After an hour's rest, Su Ce quickly woke up from the longing for leaving home. He took out a piece of dough cake from the bag on the back of the green horse, broke it into pieces, and placed it on the coarse porcelain table.
In the bowl, sprinkle the seasoning you made at home, which is called seasoning, which is salt plus some spice powder.
The captains carried back from the post station the mutton soup that the post soldiers had cooked in advance. There were already soldiers queuing up to buy the hot mutton soup.
Su Ce took out two copper coins from his arms. This mutton soup was not free. He held a coarse porcelain bowl in one hand and two copper coins in the other and joined the queue.
There is no meat in the hot pot, only white mutton soup. The mutton soup is very fresh. Throw the copper coins into the bamboo tube and get half a gourd of mutton soup. The noodles and mutton soup are quickly mixed.
"Su Ce, the way you eat is a bit like Northern China!" Liu Cheng, the leader of the team who was collecting money, joked at Su Ce.
"You should try it too, it tastes good!" Su Ce didn't say much to Team Zheng, and returned to his team's place with the bowl in hand.
The soldiers quickly became quiet and ate the food in their respective bowls.
Su Ce used a wooden spoon to scoop the soaked crumbs in the bowl into his mouth.
Literary men can bring peace to the world with their pens, and martial men can use their horses to regulate the world.
This sentence is the regret of countless people's dreams. Even if you have extraordinary physical fitness, it is not easy to achieve any of the above. Strength and opportunity are indispensable.
He still remembered that in his previous life he was an ordinary wage earner, and Great Expectations was not suitable for him.
Even if you join the army, you don't want to become a prince immediately, you just hope to live a slightly less ordinary life.
After finishing the food in the bowl and rinsing the porcelain bowl with water, Su Ce and his companions squinted for less than half an hour before they were on their way again.
It was the crisp autumn weather, and Su Ce discovered something on the way. This cold weapon warfare really pays attention to the seasons.
Every spring, Daqian would send cavalry north to the grassland. At this time, Daqian's horses relied on abundant food and grass to gain weight in the winter, while the horses on the grassland were starved and skinny all winter.
It is hot in summer and cold in winter. No matter whether it is the Jiuhu on the grassland or the frontier army, they will not talk lightly about fighting.
In the autumn of this season, when the horses on the grassland have slowed down, the Jiuhu cavalry will go south to plunder.
Thinking of the border garrison experience that the veterans of Zhechong Mansion talked about in the evening chat, Jiuhu did not loot any food and grass this year. I don’t know how many garrison and beacon forts on the north bank will be breached this winter.
There is an endless river, with dead bones buried on both sides.