Chapter 568: Bianjing does not open the market, only hopes to win
"Buzz——"
There was a sound from the string, and a long arrow came out of the string and hit the target made of straw fifty paces away.
The one-foot-sized circular archery target was already densely packed with long arrows, but the new arrows still followed the cracks and accurately penetrated into the target.
A young man with red lips and white teeth and eyebrows flying into his temples did not stop, but continued to bend his bow and arrow, aiming for a moment. The arrow between his fingers suddenly turned into a stream of light, and unexpectedly squeezed into it again, nailing it.
On target.
The young man put down his birch bow with satisfaction, and then heard cheers from behind: "The general has good skills, he is really good at archery!"
The young man turned around and saw the person coming. He immediately drew back his bow and clasped his fists: "I have met Lin Tiha. It was Lin Tiha who taught me so well!"
Lin Yuanjing walked over, looked at the target that was densely packed with arrows, and praised: "Hua Xiaoyi doesn't have to be modest. I can't do this archery of yours. How can I teach you?"
The young man said sincerely: "Of all the instructors in the army, only Lin Tiha was the most attentive and meticulous when teaching us martial arts. I will remember it in my heart!"
Lin Yuanjing said: "It's hard to say this. In fact, the teachers in Tiha are very good..."
The young man snorted, obviously very dissatisfied with the other instructors, but he didn't say much and asked instead: "I wonder what Lin Tiha's orders are when he comes here?"
Lin Yuanjing had just told the Forbidden Army about Wuyou Cave, which he valued, and the answers he received were somewhat hesitant. Thinking that Zhang Bofen's side was progressing smoothly, he couldn't help but feel a little embarrassed.
But his character did not want others to be in trouble, so he restrained his emotions and told the story in the most objective tone: "Wouyou Cave is no more dangerous than others. This matter is dangerous. You should choose carefully and discuss it with your family."
But the young man's eyes widened when he heard this, and finally he became very happy: "Such a feat, how could it be possible without me, Hua Rong? Thank you Lin Tiha for telling me!"
Seeing that his newborn calf was not afraid of tigers, Lin Yuanjing worriedly reminded him again before leaving.
Hua Rong was already gearing up, and hurriedly walked to the target, pulled out the arrows, put them back into the quiver one by one, and then walked quickly to his house.
From a distance, in front of a dilapidated house, two women, one large and one young, were embroidering shoes. They stepped forward and called, "Empress! Little sister!"
The older woman raised her head, revealing a face with rough skin and full of life's hardships: "Xiao Yi is back?"
The little girl who is only six or seven years old is still concentrating on moving the needle. She is not as skilled as her mother in making needlework. She has a lot of wounds on her hands, but she still has to work. If there are no family members of these soldiers to make needlework,
Supplementing the family income makes life impossible.
When Hua Rong saw this, he became more determined. His ancestors had also been generals, and he was a general, but now his family was in decline and he was reduced to an ordinary soldier.
Ban Zhi didn't want to talk about it. He had no way to join the Fourth Army and became a medium-level imperial guard. A few years ago, his father was seriously ill in bed and it was difficult to raise money to buy medicine until his father died of illness.
Faced with the hardships of life, Hua Rong vowed to get ahead and at least let his mother and sister live a good life and no longer live such a poor life.
Entering the drafty room, everything you see is desolate, but the most eye-catching thing is a long gun leaning against the wall.
Hua Rong walked over, reached for the gun, took a piece of coarse cloth, and gently wiped the gun tip. The gun tip reflected his eyes, and the fighting spirit in his eyes became clearer and clearer.
After thinking about it, Hua Rong took out some more dry food, wrapped it carefully, then fell on the bed, closed his eyes, and recuperated his energy.
Just as he was wearing silver armor in his dream, commanding thousands of armies, and killing all directions, a small hand shook him awake.
Hua Rong opened his eyes, and his sister's thin face was pressed against the edge of the bed: "Brother, there is something going on outside."
"Good girl, brother, I'll come as soon as I go!"
Hua Rong jumped up, rubbed his sister's face, picked up his spear, bow and arrow, and went outside.
Along the way, they saw the Imperial Guards who heard the news and slowly gathered in the central venue. During the discussion, words such as "Wuyou Cave to punish the thieves", "Edict of the Queen Mother", "Judge Gongsun leads the team", etc. verified Lin Yuanjing's
What I said before is correct.
Judging from the atmosphere of those exchanges, everyone was not surprised. After all, the news that the imperial court was planning to clear Wuyou Cave had been spread for a long time, but there was no actual action yet.
The Imperial Army couldn't wait to move. Where is the Worry-Free Cave? The Ghost Tower! The Underground Devil's Cave!
They get a few hundred cash a month in salary, but often they still can't get it, so why should they risk their lives?
So except for Hua Rong, Long Jinghu, who was marching forward fiercely, most of the Imperial Guards were like soft-footed shrimps, slowly gathering around, wishing they would never get there.
When Hua Rong came to the square, he saw Gongsun Zhao, dressed in scarlet robes, standing in the center holding an edict. The imperial troops gathered below were sparse, but the military attachés in the camp had basically gathered.
But except for Lin Yuanjing and Zhang Bofen, everyone else looked at each other with a look of retreat, and even deliberately stood outside, for fear that Gongsun Zhao would see them.
Hua Rong frowned, a little disappointed, and suddenly found an outstanding gentleman standing next to him, looking at the field, and he couldn't help but look sideways at him.
Seeing this person staring at him with electric eyes, Li Yan also looked at Hua Rong and didn't recognize Hua Rong. Then when he saw Hua Rong standing in the queue belonging to Lin Yuanjing, he nodded secretly.
It seems that I have misunderstood Xianyu's father. Although he has not gathered many people, only about thirty people, and the number of people who arrived at this time is less than twenty, but they are all carefully selected, and they are able to do everything while walking.
It can be seen that his martial arts skills are good and he can be called an elite.
The Forbidden Army brought by Zhang Bofen was somewhat mixed in terms of martial arts, but their expressions were more determined. The men who struggled on the edge of food and clothing were brave enough to work hard. Their morale was better, and their number was larger, with more than 260 people.
.
The total number of people from the two parties was close to 300.
enough.
Li Yan nodded slightly, and Gongsun Zhao knew that he could take action, and said loudly: "According to the order of the Queen Mother, Kaifeng Mansion sent out 200 quick archers and called on 300 forbidden troops from the Beijing camp to enter Wuyou Cave to capture the murderous thieves.
If it succeeds, there will be huge rewards from above and below, are there any of you who can come forward?"
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Just when everyone thought that no one would answer and it was time to blindly choose the unlucky person, one person came out and said, "I do!"
The Imperial Guards looked over at the same time, and when they saw that it was Lin Yuanjing, the prefect whom they could only remember after meeting each other, and who usually had no sense of existence at all, they were suddenly surprised and happy, and were so moved that they almost burst into tears.
Great! You took this disaster for us!
Immediately afterwards, Zhang Bofen also came out: "I am not talented, but I am willing to follow Judge Gongsun and enter Wuyou Cave to kill the thieves!"
This time, it was not surprising to everyone, because Lin Yuanjing and Zhang Bofen had a close relationship, and they obviously had a deep sense of loyalty and were willing to take on such a dangerous matter together.
Good people! They are all good people!
Gongsun Zhao knew this very well, bowed his hands to the two of them respectfully, and began to call their names.
After counting all the forbidden troops led by Lin Yuanjing and Zhang Bofen, there were still more than ten places left. He then selected a dozen more energetic soldiers on the field and registered them on the roster.
Just as the three hundred Forbidden Army soldiers were lining up to record their names and take fingerprints, Gongsun Zhao looked at a Forbidden Army official: "Commander Zhang, please take us to the armory to collect weapons and armor."
The military attache who was called came forward, with a hint of resistance in his eyes, but he had to follow: "Yes! Judge Gongsun, please follow me..."
He is the commander of the Forbidden Army, and he sounds very majestic. His rank is only from the eighth level. This is still within the Beijing Camp Forbidden Army. Many of the local commanders do not even have the same rank.
Many of the officials who had real power in leading the army in the Northern Song Dynasty were civil servants, such as local officials with real power, who also served as guardians. If they were purely military generals, they would either have high official rank but no actual military power, or have actual military power but have high rank.
The rank is not high, so many of them have spent their whole lives fighting in the battlefield, and when they get old, their official status is not as good as the starting point given to scholars after becoming a scholar in high school.
However, with the same official rank, military attachés receive better wages and benefits than civilian officials. In addition, corruption in the military is extremely serious, forces are intertwined, and there are many collusions with civilian officials. The actual situation is another matter.
At this time, Commander Zhang received the instruction to make a trip to Judge Gongsun, but he secretly complained.
Everything needs time to prepare. The person who sent the message over there has just arrived, and here they are already in the military camp. Even the manpower has been gathered and they have gone straight to get the weapons. How can he make a stumbling block?
The imperial edict was here. He didn't want to lose this lucrative position, so he had no choice but to bring Gongsun Zhao to the armory.
"Get the crossbow, armor and regimental cards."
Gongsun Zhao entered unceremoniously and asked a group of fast archers to select weapons, which were then handed over to the management officials for registration.
In a place like Wuyou Cave, many weapons cannot be used, and none are more practical than these.
As a result, before it was too late to dissuade Taozi, the three hundred forbidden troops quickly regrouped and followed Gongsun Zhao out of the camp together.
Along the way, the other Imperial Guards who had already learned that the manpower selection was completed no longer avoided it, gathered around and watched them leave.
There was no gloating in his eyes, but only deep pity.
It’s really not worth paying such a small amount of money, risking your life, and having your wife, children, and children kicked out again!
Under this kind of farewell look, the three hundred forbidden troops who had been persuaded by Lin Yuanjing and Zhang Bofen also became slightly agitated.
When Hua Rong walked among them, he could not help but feel uneasy.
After all, this was the first time he actually went into battle to kill the enemy. Maybe Wuyou Cave is not a battlefield, but in the hearts of Bianjing people, that place is really more terrifying than the battlefield!
If I leave and never come back, then my mother and sister...
But this uneasy atmosphere soon disappeared.
Because when Gongsun Zhao led a team of 500 people into the inner city, he immediately attracted the attention of people from all over.
"Are the government going to take action against Wuyou Cave? Finally! Finally!"
"My child... my child was kidnapped by those thieves... later... later... ah ah ah..."
"Judge Gongsun! Judge Gongsun! We believe in you the most! We must destroy the traitors and come back victorious!"
Everyone was whispering to each other at first. After they fully realized what was happening, they started to cry and shout in a chaotic mess. More people rushed over, causing the imperial army to become frightened and put on a defensive posture.
Until Gongsun Zhao's voice spread: "Don't move! Don't move!"
The surrounding area slowly became quiet, and the eyes focused on it.
Gongsun Zhao looked at those simple eyes and had a thousand words in his heart, but in the end he just clasped his fists: "Don't worry, everyone, we will definitely kill the thieves when we go to Wuyou Cave!"
"Kill the thief! Kill the thief! Kill the thief!"
The people responded, scattered at first, but soon became unified, and slowly retreated to both sides, but the pair of hands still stretched out.
Those rough hands, with the simplest desire, touched their armor, as if they wanted to convey their beliefs.
As a result, the morale of the Imperial Army, including Hua Rong, has undergone earth-shaking changes. They puffed up their chests and stepped more and more firmly.
Different from the pitiful eyes of the imperial guards before, the eyes of these people were full of excitement, joy, expectation and blessings.
With such a farewell, what reason do they have to be afraid of moving forward?
When the team disappeared, the people on the street still kept seeing each other for a long time, but the news spread quickly and soon shocked the whole Bianjing.
The custom of this era is that when encountering such a major event, betting has long been started, but this time, the betting was quickly closed...
Because no one wants to bet on defeat, they only hope that the cave will be destroyed without worry, and they only hope that the soldiers can return victorious!
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Thanks to book friends "Coffee Machine 07", "Gong Shuzi Loves to Eat Fish", "Come Three Coins of Hot Wine to Buy My Heart and Soul" and "Roger Otalifus" for their tips.