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Chapter 518
Time, the first day of February in the second year of Maode, around seven o'clock in the morning.

That is, according to the plan, the day when the Song Dynasty army officially set off for the Northland.

The emperor's calendar said: Today, the Liubai Wuqu star flies to the northwest, and the five elements of the Liubai Wuqu star belong to gold.

All in all, it's definitely a good day for a trip.

So today, the army will set out immediately after taking oaths.

Location: Just like the place where the army was inspected before departure in the last battle in Zhuxian Town, this time the swearing-in ceremony was still held outside Kaifeng City, in the huge open space in front of the 'Great Song Yimin Monument'.

The difference is that now beside the "Great Song Yimin Monument" with a whole body white marble structure, there is not only a large cemetery where tens of thousands of soldiers of the Great Song Dynasty were buried, but more people will be buried in the future.

More importantly, a Jingguan built with the heads of 10,000+ golden men.

After passing such a long time, it has been completely built up.

The clean white marble monument, the neat and quiet cemetery, and the Jingguan, which makes one's scalp tingle after just a glance.

All of the above are combined.

Immediately let this place be filled with a solemn, solemn, and chilling atmosphere; it can be said that in the entire Song Dynasty, there is no place more suitable for the army to take oaths than here.

The only problem is that today's weather looks a little bad.

It's been more than a month since the beginning of spring, and today there is still a big dark cloud above the head, and there is also a howling cold wind, which makes the temperature drop to minus three or four degrees.

So much so that when people go out in this kind of weather, they feel a little depressed and depressed...

"Damn it! This damn weather~"

After clearly feeling the pain of the cold wind blowing on his face, Hu Biao uttered such a sentence in a voice that only he could hear.

Then, I was fed a mouthful of cold, toothache-inducing northwest wind.

But even so, Hu Biao still has no intention of giving up at all. Today is such a swearing-in ceremony, and then changing it is a starting idea.

What the hell!There is only one month left until the complete end of the third phase of the mission.

According to the plan they discussed, they would need to march 20 miles a day in order to arrive at the city of Yanjing within [-] days.

Don't look at the marching distance of sixty miles a day, it seems that it is not much.

But in the previous history, that is, the elite soldiers of the Tang Dynasty were able to meet such a standard.

After all, it is not enough to rush to the place, but also to ensure the necessary combat effectiveness.

But even if the 60-mile march plan is completed every day, they only have ten days left to fight along the way and reach the city of Yanjing.

After counting, it can be said that the time is quite tight.

If you continue to ink, if something is delayed on the road, isn't it the end of the calf?
Therefore, today the swearing-in ceremony must be held again, and we will start immediately after the ceremony.

With such an idea in mind, Hu Biao stood on a temporary high platform and looked down and around.

With only the northwest wind blowing, a large number of battle flags fluttering and the occasional neighing of war horses, millions of people were terribly silent in the huge open space in front of them.

Yes, there are currently millions of people standing in a large area under the high platform.

It was the first time in Hu Biao's life that he had seen so many people standing together.

To be more precise, at such an important moment, almost all the people in Kaifeng City came without saying anything; most importantly, 25 troops were assembled at the scene.

In addition to the New Army and the Volunteer Army, there are also miscellaneous troops sent from various places to support them. The mobilized civilians add up to 10 people.

However, among the 25, 4 of the third army, and [-] miscellaneous soldiers and civilian husbands will not participate in the Northern Expedition.

Instead, with Ma Kuo as the head coach and Lao Hei, Dayu, and Wu Zu as his assistants, he will go to the three prefectures of Lin, Fu, and Feng on Shaanxi Road to guard against the Xixia people.

Therefore, there were only 19 troops in the real Northern Expedition.

And those miscellaneous soldiers and civilian men were all used to transport food and grass, and only 11 people were actually used for combat.

Compared with the military strength of the Jinren, the gap is really big.

Fortunately, the route of this Northern Expedition, after crossing the Yellow River, goes north along Xiangzhou, Zhending, Damingfu, etc.; first, it can absorb 3 Yuejia troops in Xiangzhou.

The fighting power of the Yue Family Army is quite trustworthy.

In addition, after killing Yanjing, if all goes well, they can join the Yanshan army led by Feng Rui, Zhan Xiang, and A Li.

There should be [-] to [-] old-fashioned troops there, but the combat effectiveness is not guaranteed...

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Amidst the deliberate silence of millions of people, including children, Hu Biao habitually looked at Queen Maude first, asking her to say something.

Seeing Queen Maude, this time she still shook her head and said no.

Hu Biao shook his angry red cloak behind him, took the iron horn provided by a guard, and walked to the center of the high platform, ready to deliver an important speech.

Of course, it is impossible for millions of people on the scene to hear it with a simple tin horn.

But it doesn't matter, at every certain distance among the crowd, there is a man with a loud voice holding a tin horn, waiting to repeat Hu Biao's words.

Just when he was going to speak, he looked at the millions of soldiers and civilians in the audience.

Behind their pairs of eyes staring at him, there were all kinds of extremely complicated eyes, such as bewilderment, fear, reluctance, and excitement.

Hu Biao edited a Hanlin Academy in his hand and wrote a colorful speech.

After kneading into a ball, he casually threw it on the ground, was blown far away by the icy cold wind, and didn't intend to read it according to the script.

After taking a deep breath, Hu Biao's unusually brief and vulgar voice of pre-war mobilization began to resound like cursing:

"What the hell! The call for the Northern Expedition has been issued long ago. I don't know how many times I have fought the Jinren's lip service.

I really don't want to talk about those big reasons.

Killing people to pay for their lives, and debts to pay back money, such a truth is true, so the crimes committed by the Jin people in my Song Dynasty cannot be just forgotten.

Now I, Hu Biao, lead you on the Northern Expedition, not only to get back all the lost ones, but also to get back more, and to get back the interest.

In a word, this Northern Expedition will rob money, food, and women~"

Good guy!Under Hu Biao's vulgar words, many great Confucian scholars, high-ranking officials, and scholars at the scene couldn't help frowning immediately.

But after falling into the ears of a group of common people and generals, these people were stunned at first.

But then there was a fanatical expression on his face. After I don't know who took the lead, amidst the thunderous roar, there was only one simple and simple wish:

Murder to pay for life, debt to pay, rob money, rob food, rob women~

What's even more amazing is that amidst such a roar that shook people's scalps, the northwest wind that had been blowing for an unknown number of days suddenly stopped.

At the same time, the dark clouds in the sky gradually dispersed.

A golden sun that had not been seen for an unknown amount of time suddenly shrouded it.

It landed on the high platform by an incomparable coincidence, and the whole body of Hu Biao, a group of netizens, and the empress of the Song Dynasty on the top was illuminated golden.

For a while, such a miraculous scene made those great Confucians speechless, and at the same time, the soldiers and civilians below became more and more fanatical.

After a long time, when the voice finally calmed down.

Hu Biao yelled, "Where is the First Cavalry Division?"

Zhou Battalion Commander Zhou, the former battalion commander of the cavalry battalion who guarded Xiaoshang Bridge with AT and Yang Zaixing during the First Battle of Zhuxian Town, walked quickly to the stage after hearing the words, and replied loudly: "My subordinates are here!"

"You are the vanguard of the army, opening roads in the mountains and building bridges in the water~"

While Hu Biao said so, he also threw a command flag in his hand.

After receiving the command flag, the division commander Zhou didn't talk nonsense. After quickly getting on his horse, he led the entire First Cavalry Division in a company and drove across the high platform in a neat formation.

The murderous aura permeating the whole body was as real as it was, so many officials who deliberately came from all over the place to watch the ceremony looked so strange.

In the end, under the watchful eyes of millions of people, the First Cavalry Division marched directly.

After the [-] vanguard cavalry left the field, Hu Biao shouted loudly after picking up a new command flag, "Where is the first infantry division?"

Immediately, another high-pitched voice responded with full confidence: "This subordinate is here~"

In the following time, another 1 people lined up in a neat square formation, kicked and walked across the high platform in neat steps, and started marching straight away.

In this way, all the troops took over Hu Xianggong's command flag.

They set out one by one, and went to the north and northwest respectively, these two different battlefields.

What needs to be explained is that Hu Biao and his group stood on the high platform and watched everyone set off before they started to follow on horseback.

During this process, all the characters who launched the troops paid a standard salute to the souls of the Song Dynasty before passing through the high platform.

Hu Biao and the other 16 people also maintained the military salute, and did not let go until everyone left.

Because looking at those high-spirited faces, they don't know how many people have suffered from the First World War, and they will never come back here alive...

(End of this chapter)