Anti Qing

Chapter 46 Capital
Several veteran soldiers stepped on the stirrups, rode on the saddles, held whips, and carried Kaiyuan bows on their backs. The sabers on their waists shone in the night and reflected the cold light.

Li Zijing raised the Yanling Saber high, stood in front of the crowd, and then swung it down suddenly.

The sharp blade cut through the night, accompanied by a burst of piercing through the air, only to hear the old soldiers shouting a few times, and the whips were flying.

The horses are galloping, flying like arrows.

Several vigorous and powerful neighs pierced the night sky, and the veteran soldiers stood up, whipping their whips with one hand and holding the reins with the other.

Feeling the strong wind blowing towards his face, Li Zijing couldn't help sighing.

Cao Zhi wrote in his "White Horse Chapter" that "Swifter than monkeys and apes, brave as leopards", probably this is the same situation?
I don't know when, Li Zijing actually liked this kind of thousands of horses, and he was so happy to ride the horses.

Perhaps, this is the romance that a man should have?

Li Zijing narrowed his eyes slightly, and gradually clenched the Yanling Saber in his hand.

The sound of horseshoes sounded like thunder at the feet of Tongguan, and some soldiers and generals of the Shun Army had already climbed up from the straw mats with vigilant faces.

They followed the sound, but what they saw was the happy scene of more than a thousand veteran soldiers belonging to the front battalion galloping on horses, holding bows and arrows.

In order to be selected into the Jingqi and seize this once-in-a-lifetime opportunity, more than a thousand veteran soldiers in the front battalion have all exerted their breastfeeding strength on the martial arts arena.

All of a sudden, there were shouts of shouting, and the sound of arrows piercing through the air was endless.

A former battalion veteran in a black tunic, riding on horseback, shot an arrow as he rushed towards the straw man.

The arrow hit the straw man accurately, and the veteran soldier immediately lowered his bow and drew out the gleaming waist knife.

"kill!"

Horses are like meteors and people are like arrows, swift as the wind.

With the help of the horse's momentum, he slashed with great force, and the straw man fell down in response.

The muscles on the horse's body danced with the wind, Li Zijing looked at this rather high-spirited old soldier, and knew in his heart that he was already a full-fledged elite cavalry.

Many veteran soldiers of the former battalion are like him. They are like motherless children without any care. What they lack is an opportunity.

The mane is scattered, and the horse gallops.

When the horses are in the hands of these veteran soldiers, they seem to have found their own owners, and they gallop even more proudly and proudly.

Regardless of whether this is a competition or a real battlefield like a mountain of corpses and a sea of ​​blood, it will sweep past like a gust of wind.

By the time the contest was over, one side of the sky was already showing a fish belly.

The old soldiers stood back in the square one by one, with different expressions, some were smiling, and some were unwilling.

But no matter what, this competition has passed, and there should be candidates for a team of elite cavalry from the front battalion selected by them.

Li Zijing stood on the platform with his sword pressed, looked at these tall and straight old soldiers, and raised his head slightly backwards.

Dashun's banner fluttered in the wind, and at some point, Li Zicheng and Niu Jinxing had already arrived outside the martial arts arena, quietly watching.

Li Zicheng, dressed in a light blue arrow suit, kept nodding, with a little praise in his eyes.

Niu Jinxing's eyes revealed a trace of malevolence that did not conform to a literati, and his jealousy was beyond words.

Seeing Li Zijing, who managed to control the disorganized old soldiers in the front battalion in just one night, the idea of ​​sending him to Jingxiang became more and more strong in his heart.

"Your Majesty, after Gu Kecheng's death in Qingdu, the other two generals Guo Yi have disappeared and are on the verge of collapse."

"If it weren't for King Chuang, these veteran soldiers would still be in disarray."

"Now that Little Chuang Wang is able to control the thousand veteran soldiers in the front battalion, he must not be able to handle the chaos in Jingxiang."

"Guanzhong is the foundation of our Dashun, but Jingxiang is an important town in the southeast, so there is no room for loss. If you go west, you can support Hanzhong, and if you go east, you can suppress the Ming army and spy on the Central Plains."

"Look, my lord, it's up to King Chuang to go now."

Li Zicheng was noncommittal, looked at the back of Li Zijing who was selected as Jingqi in the field, did not speak, turned and returned to the General Military Mansion.

Niu Jinxing was taken aback for a moment, but he didn't want to give up, so he caught up with the first few steps and handed out a document that he didn't know whether it was true or not.

"Your Majesty, this is the latest pond report sent back by Bai Wang, the envoy of the Anle Festival."

"Jingxiang is now full of bandits, and Hanzhong is also in frequent emergency situations. Bai Wang has to deal with the rebellious and colluding officials, gentry and landowners of the Ming court, and he also has to guard against Zuo Liangyu's looting. He is already tired of dealing with it."

"Think for my sake, don't hesitate any longer, Your Majesty!"

Li Zicheng paused, took the pond newspaper in his hand, glanced at it a few times with eagle eyes, his eyes changed slightly, and then he walked back quickly holding the pond newspaper tightly.

"I know."

"The army rested in Tongguan for three days, and returned to Xi'an after three days!"

Niu Jinxing didn't quite understand Li Zicheng's meaning, and when he left, he turned around and looked into the martial arts arena again.

At this time, with the help of Hao Yaoqi, Li Zijing was distributing armor and cotton clothes to the newly selected Qianying Jingqi one by one.

Niu Jinxing's eyes showed a bit of sternness. Li Zicheng had been thinking of canonizing Li Zijing as the general of the former battalion for some time.

In the past, Li Zicheng only wanted to protect his younger brother, and never thought of giving real power to the army.

But since that night attack, Li Zicheng's thoughts have changed, and he has been asking Niu Jinxing how to convince the generals to agree to appoint Li Zijing as the battalion general.

The former battalion was almost wiped out by the Qing army in the First Battle of Qingdu. The generals of this system had no name at all, so there was nothing to worry about.

However, the talent that Li Zijing has shown recently has gradually made Niu Jinxing feel threatened.

In a few days, the opinion of Li Zijing in the Dashun army has completely changed.

From the third younger brother of Emperor Yongchang who didn't know anything at the beginning and only had the title of King Chuang, to Li Zijing who is proficient in the art of war and firearms now.

Especially Liu Fangliang, although this guy hardly spoke much in formal occasions, but Niu Jinxing could tell.

Liu Fangliang and his Zuoying now have to ask Li Zijing about the assembly and use of firearms, and there is a vague meaning that they are the main ones.

Niu Jinxing twisted his fingers slightly, looking back at Li Zijing, his eyes were uncertain.

He also knew that Li Zijing was Li Zicheng's younger brother, and he couldn't be killed no matter what, so he had to be sent away.

Today, in the place of the Fourth Battle of Jingxiang, there is Zhang Xianzhong on the left staring at the tiger, and Zuo Liangyu and other Ming court warlords on the right are harassing endlessly.

What's more, Bai Wang has long been famous in the Eastern Dashun Army, so he may not be able to conquer Li Zijing, the little Chuang King who has risen to fame.

"This son stays in Guanzhong, and sooner or later he will take care of Dashun's confidantes."

"If you can't try to get rid of it, you must take it away."

Niu Jinxing pondered for a while, then turned around and went straight to Song Xiance's tent.

When Song Xiance saw that it was Niu Jinxing, the Prime Minister of Dashun, who had come, he was also overjoyed.

The two were brightly lit in the tent and chatted until it was bright.

Naturally, Li Zijing didn't know about these things, so he personally handed over the last piece of armor and cotton coat to the last selected veteran rider.

"Thank you, King Chuang!"

This veteran Jingqi has already flocked to him, his eyes are shining, he has no contempt at the beginning, and his expression is extremely respectful.

Li Zijing presented them one by one in person. Although it was much slower, everyone could clearly see his appearance.

After posting, Li Zijing patted the old man on the shoulder, and nodded his approval.

He didn't say a word, but this old soldier was shocked.

Li Zijing held the Yanling Saber, walked slowly back to the Dianjiang platform, looked at the increasingly bright sky, and said loudly.

"It's about time. After a night of martial arts competition, all brothers are tired. Go back to the camp to rest, and come back for training in the afternoon."

Everyone looked at each other and were very happy.

"Thank you, King Chuang!"

Li Zijing looked at their neat queue, and felt indescribably happy, because these people are the capital for his future.

Li Zijing's expression froze as if he suddenly remembered something.

"There is no rule without rules. From now on, the rules of the headquarters will be followed in the front battalion. In the army, I am not allowed to be called Xiao Chuang Wang, and I am commensurate with my official position!"

Hao Yaoqi knelt on one knee and said loudly.

"See General!"

All the bosses didn't hesitate, and knelt down on the ground in an instant.

"I'll see the new general!"

(End of this chapter)