Chapter 182 Baekje Military Town
After Min Jian saw the appearance of Jingying, he was immediately filled with worry.

Most of the people here are a bunch of good-for-nothings. It's hard to kill a chicken. It's too difficult to point them at the demon clan.

In the summer of the [-]rd year of the Great Xia calendar, [-] soldiers from the Beijing camp, led by Min Jian, the Marquis of Wu'an, headed south.

All the civil and military officials of the Great Xia court went to the South City Gate and held a grand expedition ceremony.

I have to say that these second-generation soldiers still do an excellent job on the surface. Their armor is polished and their weapons and equipment are also very sophisticated.

They also carry dozens of old-fashioned artillery pieces, but these artillery pieces are just the same. They may explode after just a few hits, and their range is only three to four hundred meters.

These old-fashioned artillery can only be fake, and they are far different from the artillery in the northwest military towns.

Jingying has not participated in a war for a long time. The last time it went out was the Battle of Daling River decades ago.

At that time, 1 elite soldiers from the Beijing camp went north, but less than [-] came back. From then on, the Beijing camp was completely in decline.

Emperor Yingxuan looked at the Beijing camp below the city and nodded with satisfaction.

I thought to myself: Apart from Han Chufan's Northwest Army, Daxia still has troops that can fight.

The civil servants who had never been on the battlefield were also intimidated by the Beijing camp, and they all praised this elite division, which was not inferior to Han Chufan's Northwest Army.

"Congratulations, your majesty, congratulations, your majesty. Such an elite southern expedition from the capital camp will definitely be able to wipe out the demon clan in one fell swoop and regain the demon-slaying city."

Zong Bao's sharp voice came.

"We, Daxia, will definitely win this battle, and it is very possible to expand our territory to the south."

Zhang Rulin also smiled and said that Min Jian was recommended by him. If he can defeat the demon clan this time, he will also have a share of the credit.

After hearing this, Emperor Yingxuan was delighted and began to imagine the victory in the South.

The Southeast Party, headed by Zhang Fazhen, the Minister of Civil Affairs, and Yan Xing, the Minister of Hubu, undermined the opposition and said: "What are the uses of those desolate mountains in the south?"

They said with disdain in their hearts: "Damn, these Zhang Dang and Eunuch Dang are all sycophants. Our upright Southeast Party is the mainstay of Daxia. One day we will drive these villains out of the court. "

Min Jian set out with the [-]-strong Beijing Battalion. He would first go to Xiangzhou to meet up with Cheng Rongxin, the commander-in-chief of the Baekje Army Town, and then go to Yingzhou.

In Han Chufan's study in Ping'an City.

"Sir, the imperial court has sent Marquis Wu'an to lead a [-]-strong capital camp to the south."

Geng Chunping reported the latest news obtained by the ANBU.

Han Chufan chuckled, "What kind of battle can those second-generation people fight?"

"Haha, Jingying's surface work is still very deceptive.

According to our Anbu report in the imperial capital, at first Zhang Shoufu recommended that the adults lead the army to the south.

It's just that Your Majesty doesn't seem to want you to lead troops anymore. "

Han Chufan took a sip of tea and said calmly: "That His Majesty has begun to suppress our development, but it doesn't matter. Our future development focus will be in the northwest."

"Sir, the war in the south?"

"Let's just wait and see what happens. What's the recent trend of the Wu Clan in the northeast?"

"Reporting to my lord, the Wu clan has been making small moves in the direction of Yanzhou."

Geng Chunping lowered his voice, and continued: "Besides, the queen mother of the barbarian tribe seems to have been in secret contact with the witch tribe since she took power."

"Continue to pay attention to the latest news about the Wu Clan." Han Chufan said. The powerful Wu Clan is his strongest opponent.

"In addition, have those Buddhist countries in the west established strongholds for our ANBU?"

"Sir, the Buddhist Kingdom in the West is a long way away. It will take some time for our Anbu to infiltrate."

Han Chufan nodded, "Do it as soon as possible." Intelligence work is very important. With a strong intelligence system, he can grasp the latest developments of these forces, so that he can make the most correct judgment.

Therefore, the development of ANBU is very important. Han Chufan is already asking Geng Chunping to vigorously develop ANBU and place ANBU strongholds in every corner of the world.

Min Jian led the [-]-strong Beijing Battalion, and after more than ten days of marching, they finally arrived at the border of Xiangzhou.

"What a shame, I'm so exhausted that I don't even want to leave."

"Isn't that right? When have I ever suffered like this?"

"The weather in the south is really hot. Wearing this armor is really killing me. We finally arrived in Xiangzhou and can take a rest."

The young masters in the capital camp took off their armor and threw it to the ground.

It's okay to let them do a catwalk in the imperial capital, but marching in uniform all day long will make them miserable.

In order to pursue the effect of a catwalk, their armors are very heavy, which makes them look powerful and domineering, but they are not suitable for marching and fighting.

"Brothers, do you think we really want to go to Yingzhou? We won't be eaten by the monsters. I heard that the monsters are very cruel."

"Then what can be done? You didn't see that Young Master Song was beaten so badly, and he is still unable to get out of bed in the military camp.

His father is a mighty Marquis, and Marquis Wu'an doesn't even give him the face of a mighty Marquis, let alone think about it. "

"Damn it, I really shouldn't have gone to the Beijing camp back then. My father insisted on letting me stay for two years. Now it's all right. I don't know if I can go back alive."

"Oh, who made our fate bad? We were sent to Yingzhou to fight against the demon clan, and on top of that, we met Marquis Wu An, who didn't show any kindness at all. It's been eight lifetimes of bad luck."

"If we don't get to Xiangzhou, let's run away quickly. Just say that we got lost in the middle of the road."

"Farewell. Last time, the young master of Uncle Yuanshan's family escaped as soon as he left the imperial capital. As a result, he was caught by Marquis Wu'an and was almost beaten to death. He was beaten harder than Young Master Song.

Moreover, Marquis Wu'an has committed suicide. Anyone who dares to escape will have his head chopped off. I don't want to try. "

"It's really bad luck. The capital camp hasn't gone on an expedition in decades, but we caught up."

These second-generation Xuns were sitting on the ground and complaining.

"Get up, I asked you to sit down. Put on your armor and see what kind of virtues you have."

Marquis Wu'an came over on horseback and whipped a man on his back.

The man screamed in pain.

Everyone could only put on their armor obediently.

Three days later, Cheng Rongxin, the commander-in-chief of Baiji Military Town in Xiangzhou, led 2 horses to join them.

Cheng Rongxin is very fat, has dark skin, and is wearing a shiny armor.

"Cheng Rongxin, the commander-in-chief of Baekje Military Town, pays homage to Lord Wu'anhou, the governor of Pingnan."

Cheng Rongxin got off his horse with a big belly and walked over with a smile on his face.

"Cheng Zongbing doesn't need to be too polite."

Marquis Wu'an looked at the 2 men behind Cheng Rongxin and his expression froze.

Most of the soldiers and horses of Baekje Town behind Cheng Rongxin were in tattered clothes, skinny, and their weapons were rusty.

It doesn't look like an army going into battle to kill the enemy at all, more like a group of beggars.

Even the military towns in northern Daxia were in a state of decay. It had become normal to eat empty food and drink soldiers' blood.

Not to mention the military towns in the central and southern parts of the country where there has been no war for hundreds of years. They are even more corrupt.

(End of this chapter)

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