Red Mansion Royal Cat

Chapter 262 Two Armies Against Tiger Benwei

Before dawn at the end of Maoshi, Jia Cong was forcibly dragged out of the bed by Mr. Xie.

A stove was burning in the thick tent, and the copper pot on the stove was constantly steaming. In a daze, Master Xi cleaned up his precious son, ate a quick breakfast, and then changed into his official uniform and went to the imperial tent to obey orders. .

The temperature outside the tent was frighteningly low, but it was still hard to stop the excitement of the teenagers, all gearing up for the upcoming big competition.

"Father, look quickly, it's the wife and the second sister..."

The lights outside the imperial tent were brightly lit, and the concubine's tent on the right was also full of people. Jia Cong saw Mrs. Xing, Yingchun, Daiyu, and Qin Keqing standing at the front of the line at a glance.

Like a tacit understanding, Dai Yuzheng also looked over, and Jia Cong waved to him excitedly, and soon received a response.

Mrs. Xing seemed to be talking about something to the girls at home, and she glanced at the concubine's tent from time to time.

"The imperial concubine is going to sit in the palace. This time it is the concubine Liang. Before you woke up, the concubine Liang sent a message that today your mother will bring a few maids to accompany her."

Ok?
Concubine Liang was born in the Mo family in Lanzhou. Her father and brother were both in the Hexi Army. She has a straightforward temperament, loves martial arts, and is a sneaky player with long spears. Three or five ordinary imperial guards are no match for her.

It is said that the emperor once did not believe in evil. He competed with the good concubine and was beaten all over the school...

Whether this is true or not, but Concubine Liang has good martial arts, this can be said to be an ironclad fact.

Although Jia Cong was curious about Concubine Liang, what he was even more curious about now was why he called the female family members of the Jia family to accompany him.

Master Xi seemed to see his son's doubts, and whispered in his ear: "It's the request of the saint. The saint wants to make a face for Brother Rong's wife..."

At the beginning of the hour, the sky lightened slightly.

The sound of the horn gradually spread throughout the entire camp, as if everything was revived, it began to move around.

The imperial tent was full of attendants, civil and military, the two saints ascended to the hall, and all the officials shouted long live.

Liu Heng glanced around, briefly asked about the situation in the camp, nodded and said: "In the past few years, the court has been chaotic, whether it is Oala or Tatar, including those vassals who coveted and peeped. Now When the civil strife is over, it’s time to deter these people.”

The ministers were silent, Liu Heng changed the subject: "Jia Amnesty..."

Jia Amnesty clasped his fists out of class: "The minister is here!"

"Today's martial arts competition, Hu Ben doesn't have to hold back."

Liu Heng stood up, and the golden dragon decorated with red dragon robes seemed to be swimming under the light.

He waved his long sleeves and shouted contemptuously, "Give me a slap in the face, until they don't dare to think about what they shouldn't have, and until they don't dare to raise their heads when they see my soldiers of Great Xia."

……

woo woo woo~
"Beating drums and gathering generals!"

Boom, boom, boom...

The messenger beat the war drum, and the general worship platform and several stands had already been set up in the wide open space outside the camp.

The elite of the [-]th Battalion, including the Beijing Camp and the Frontier Army, had already lined up neatly, with their chests up and their heads held high, imposingly waiting for their emperor to review.

These 3000 battalions include [-] people from the three imperial guards Shenwu, Zuowu, and Youwu in the twelve guards of the Beijing camp, and the nine borders of Liaodong, Jizhou, Xuanfu, Datong, Taiyuan, Yansui, Ningxia, Guyuan, Gansu, and Changping. And the eleven guards of Zhenbao each have a thousand elites.

In addition, there are the newly formed emperor's army Wei Huben, Yu Lin led by the emperor, and the East Palace Liu led by the future crown prince with 1000 troops each.

In addition, there are 1000 white pole troops under the command of Qin Yuliang, the first female general of Daxia. In the open space under the worshiping general's platform, there are 8000 battalions of Daxia's strong army with a total of [-] people. I was terrified.

too strong!
This is the Kingdom of Heaven?
This is the Kingdom of Heaven!
"The saint is here, your majesty is here!"

The Supreme Emperor was still wearing a golden dragon robe with a red background, but the emperor was in a military uniform, with a golden armor and a golden sword, majestic and majestic.

"Long live Long live Long live!"

The 8000 people shouted long live, singing and shouting in unison, and the birds in the distant forest became clouds.

Or black armor, or white armor, or red armor...

Whether it is the Beijing camp or the frontier army, after seeing the two supreme beings on the high platform, they all clapped their breastplates and shouted.

"Long live! Long live! Long live..."

Today's protagonist is Emperor Liu Heng. The old man took the initiative to take a step back. Liu Heng inspected the soldiers of the Great Xia for the first time. Hearing the voice of Long Live echoing in his ears, he couldn't help feeling proud.

He slowly raised his hand and clenched his fist across his chest.

"Long live Daxia!"

The nine big Han generals in silver armor conveyed every word of His Majesty in unison. The audience was silent for a moment, and then there was a voice of long live.

The emperor drew out the sword at his waist, held it up high, and took the lead in singing:

"Don't you say no clothes? I'm in the same robe as my son. The king Yu Xingshi repaired my spear. I have the same hatred as my son.

Do you say no clothes?Same with Zi.Wang Yu Xingshi, repair my spear and halberd.Work with your son.

Do you say no clothes?Wear the same clothes as your son.Wang Yuxing division, repair my armor soldiers.Walk with the child. "

The atmosphere seemed to be pushed to a climax by this song Wuyi, which has been sung for thousands of years. All the martial arts generals, including Jia Cong, drew their swords from their waists, struck their armor and sang.

Civil officials on the viewing platform, even good concubines, ministers' wives, and noble ladies all sang along.

"No Clothes" has been going on for thousands of years, but it still makes the soldiers in the audience feel the sincerity of their emperor.

Together with the son, these four words are the promises of the emperors of the Great Xia to the soldiers of the Great Xia since the founding of the country.

Emperor Taizu Gao was like this, and so was Emperor Taishang Zhaowu.

Now that Emperor Yuanyou came, he still sang the words "Tongpao with Zi".

All the soldiers were full of passion, holding up the sword in their hands: "Wei! Wei! Wei!"

Liu Heng swung his sword and shouted loudly: "The martial arts show begins!"

boom!boom!boom!
Three salutes shook the earth, and the soldiers of the [-]th Battalion began to change their phalanx.

Under the command of the Minister of Military and Political Affairs of the General Association, the Metropolitan Governor, and the British Duke Zhang Yue, cavalry, infantry, archers, artillery and other troops passed through the worship platform to accept the emperor's review.

According to the usual practice, there are three arrows on the horse and six arrows on the step.

That is to say, cavalry flying horses shoot three arrows, and infantry shoot six arrows. There is a special target reporter on the scene, who hits the target and beats the drum as a signal. The censor and military officials will monitor and record it, and show it to the emperor for inspection when necessary.

Then there is the official formation, according to Taizu's hadith, the officials below the Rongzheng of the General Association, Tingshe Gong, Hou, Prince Consort, Bo, Long Jinwei and other officials, all compete in the audience.

During the whole hour-long military parade, the emperor always stood majestically on the high platform, and every time he passed a phalanx, he would salute and shout long live.

The sound of war drums was like a heavy hammer constantly hammering the hearts of the subjects of Oirat, Tatar, and Goryeo.

Fear, unwillingness, jealousy, peeping...

And the faint disdain in the eyes of the Oala prince Yilan.

The Southern Dynasty is no longer the Southern Dynasty in the 30th year of Zhaowu. Now it can only scare the timid with the so-called strong army staged.

The banner of the end of the parade was held high, and the soldiers of the [-]th Battalion re-formed to their original appearance.

The Ministry of Rites played according to the rules to ask for rewards, but heard the noise from the viewing platform on the right.

The emperor asked why, and the ceremonial officer replied that Wala Zhengshi invited the two countries to compete...

"Just in time, I also have something to ask Yilan, and pass him on stage."

Liu Heng rested his left hand on the hilt of his sword, and returned to the high chair with a cold snort.

The Supreme Emperor on the left said in a deep voice: "You beat me hard, you dare to bully my granddaughter, you really don't know how to live or die!"

"Your servant can save you."

Just as he was talking, Yilan was passed on to the stage.

His etiquette is not lacking, first he bowed respectfully to the Supreme Emperor, and then he bowed to Liu Heng: "The foreign minister pays homage to His Majesty the Great Xia Emperor."

"Yilan, your younger brother Yilie wanted to bully my people yesterday. This crime is unforgivable. Besides, you are the eldest brother, and you are also guilty of lax parenting and discipline..."

"His Majesty the Emperor..."

Yi Lan bowed slightly: "The foreign minister is guilty, but the foreign minister has something to say."

Liu Heng raised his hand and said, "I'm giving you this chance, let's talk."

I saw Yi Lan suddenly smiled, and pointed to the elite of the Great Xia Fifteenth Battalion under the stage: "These are all warriors of His Majesty the Emperor, what the minister said is correct, right?"

Ah!
Hearing the word emperor, Yilan straightened up and moved his fingers slowly.

Right behind the ranks of soldiers of the Great Xia, a white wolf and black flag fluttered in the wind, and a thousand prairie cavalry surrounded by a strong general stood proudly.

"In Wala, women are all snatched with swords. Therefore, the foreign minister admitted his mistake but was dissatisfied. Since the younger brother of the foreign minister fell in love with that woman, he should use the sword to speak. The foreign minister brought a thousand tiles to the south this time. Warrior, today I will take a gamble with His Majesty the Emperor..."

"When the two armies are fighting, if the foreign minister loses, Yi Lie and others will be at the disposal of His Majesty the Emperor. But if the foreign minister wins, the woman will have to go north with Yi Lie to Oala."

"The foreign minister also hopes that His Majesty the Emperor will grant the request of the Secretary of State and send Princess Daxia to marry Wala!"

"presumptuous!"

"absurd!"

The anger of the ministers did not frighten Yilan at all, he stared straight at the emperor on the high chair.

Liu Heng was not angry, and kept an unfathomable calm all the time.It wasn't until the officials slowly recovered their calm that they spoke slowly.

"Big Xia has no married princess, and there is no precedent for betting on women."

He stood up suddenly, his steady steps exuding majesty every time he moved forward.

Swish!
Liu Heng drew out his sword, put it on Yilan's neck, and said coldly: "I am the son of Daxia, the lord of the people, how can I not make decisions for my people when they are humiliated?"

"I'll give you a chance. If you win, I can spare their lives. If you lose, you're ready to take their bodies back."

Liu Heng turned his gaze to the viewing platform on the right: "And wait, those who want to try the Daxia blade, go together, my warriors are never afraid of the threat of swords!"

As if to confirm Liu Heng's declaration, the soldiers of the [-]th Battalion shouted together: "Kill! Kill! Kill..."

The sound of killing shook the sky, even the cold wind in winter could not reduce the enthusiasm of the emperor's declaration just now.

Concubine Mo on the viewing platform excitedly raised the spear beside her, and shouted along with the soldiers, and even pushed aside the servants standing in front of her, and went to the high platform to shoot the prince of Wala to death...

Yilan felt the coldness on her neck, and although she was afraid, she still insisted on her belief.

The Southern Dynasty is no longer the Southern Dynasty of the 30th year of Zhaowu. According to the news of spies and allies in the Southern Dynasty, the combat power of the Beijing camp has long since lost its former glory.

Moreover, the Southern Dynasty has been in peace for a long time, but the White Wolf Cavalry under his command is fighting in the south and in the north.

With such a huge advantage, it would be a pity not to take the opportunity to reduce the prestige of the Southern Dynasty.

As for Yi Lie and the others, it would be best if they could be saved...

"I would like to ask His Majesty the Emperor to consider the marriage proposal. The foreign ministers will stay in Daxia for a period of time. Perhaps His Majesty the Emperor will change his mind after a while."

Not afraid of the sharpness of the sword, Yi Lan bowed slightly, and said with a smile: "The foreign minister asks His Majesty the Emperor to allow the Vala warriors to fight with your warriors."

"Don't worry about life or death!"

Liu Heng put his sword back into its sheath, and gave Yilan a mocking look.

"Where is Jia Amnesty?"

The strong and persistent Jia She was ordered to go out: "The minister is here!"

"Tiger Ben attacks!"

dong dong dong...

The war drum sounded again, and the [-]th Battalion withdrew from the school field one by one except for the newly formed Huben Guard.

When the Wala White Wolf Army entered the school grounds, many civil and military ministers whispered.Some people even secretly sent a letter to the emperor, hoping to replace the Huben Guard with Shenwu, Left and Right Wuwei, or Nine Frontiers.

Even Qin Yuliang was not very optimistic about the Huben Army. After all, the Huben Army performed well during the review, but it was much worse than the Wala White Wolf Army.

This group of white wolves are the elite of the Oala elite. They have been fighting everywhere these years, and they are used to life and death.What about the Tiger Army?Never even been on the battlefield.

dong dong dong...

The command flag was waved, and the two sides began their respective pre-war preparations.

The two armies spread out, and the distance between them was nearly [-] steps.Under the leadership of that strong man, the White Wolf Army drew out their scimitars one after another and began to pat their horses to speed up.

Huben appeared in front of everyone today in the form of a pawn. He neither drew his bow nor drew his knife, but instead held up black pipes...

The first row half-kneeled on the ground, the second and third rows staggered one by one, and the fourth, fifth and sixth rows were armed and ready.

"Fireball? That's too slow, it's only three hundred steps away..."

Some people recognized the firecracker-like weapons in Huben Erlang's hands. In their impression, these firecrackers had a slow rate of fire and their effective distance was not as good as that of bows and arrows.

But when the Oirats had already accelerated their impact, the clumsy ignition shot in their impression did not appear.

"Fire!"

Jia Shishi, who was acting as the conductor for the time being, narrowed his eyes and shouted angrily, followed by a deafening sound.

clap clap clap clap clap clap clap clap clap clap clap clap clap clap clap clap clap clap clap clap...

Tongues of fire spewed out, and smoke covered the place where the Huben army was.

The people on the viewing platform couldn't see clearly what happened when they fell to the ground. They only heard a loud noise, and the Oala white wolf army who was sprinting fell off their horses one by one.

After the smoke filled the air, everyone smelled a pungent smell...

"So powerful, so far away, so fast!"

The second sage wiped out the power of the weapon held by Huben Erlang. Zhang Yue and Jia She knew it, and Jia Cong knew it perfectly.

The flintlock, an epoch-making weapon.

It's a pity that Daxia is not enough to equip the entire Forbidden Army with flintlock guns. If it is not mass-produced and equipped with Daxia soldiers, the grassland will not be a threat.

Grassland cavalry?

Let's dance instead!
clap clap clap clap clap clap clap clap clap clap clap clap clap clap clap clap clap clap clap clap...

After one column shoots, the second column steps forward and pulls the trigger, and the second column shoots and the third column follows.

In this way, one row goes forward to shoot, and one row retreats to reload. The seemingly mechanical action can increase the firing speed of the flintlock to the extreme.

Wala's white wolf army was brave enough to die, but they were still unable to break through the last fifty steps in front of the formation.

The horses neighed, and the white wolf soldiers who had been shot fell off their horses one by one, and the blood of the Oala people gradually dyed the front of the tiger army red.

A gust of wind blew across the school grounds, and many of the female relatives on the viewing platform could no longer bear the tragic scene and vomited, and some even fainted with pale faces...

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　That's all for tonight, continue tomorrow.

　　good night!

　　
　
(End of this chapter)