The sun is three o'clock in the sky, the sun is scorching the southern land, the migration team is flowing in a meandering way, and the smoke and dust are scattered on the horizon, which is the Han people's stronghold in this world - Bo City.
When passing through Mingyang County in the north of the city, a cavalry team broke away from the group to check the terrain ahead.
The sound of horse hooves was like a torrential rain. All the indigenous pedestrians on the road stayed away, or they had never seen so many horses. They looked at them with curiosity and fear. The cavalry did not disturb the place until they reached a hill not far from the town, where a large courtyard appeared.
Appear in front of everyone.
Yunying took a few glances, reined in his horse and stopped: "Brother, something looks familiar here..."
"Because you have lived there for a few days, you have a good memory. You can still remember it after more than twenty years... It's just that the original manor of our family was burned to a white ground, and you can't recognize the new yard at first glance."
Han Ziwei chuckled and pointed out some terrain to her with a whip: "Look at that bamboo forest. It was the night you first came to me. I thought it was a foreign invasion and had a fight with you. If it hadn't been for the last close fight, my breath would have changed."
Distinguish it..."
Yunying remembered something and her face turned red: "Don't tell me, I remembered this place. Speaking of which, Mingyang County is considered my senior brother's hometown. After twenty-two years of wandering around, I came back here."
Han Ziwei knew that she was shy in front of others, so he smiled and remained silent.
Some of the veterans who followed Han Ziwei also recognized this place and nodded: "This is really the place... We met here with General Han once."
"I worked as a butcher for half a month at the entrance of the town, and the cook Ding Jie Niu scared them haha..."
"It's still early, why don't you go through the town and take a look?" Yunying asked, with a sense of remembrance in her heart. For them, this county is also the place where they first surrendered, when they killed the Qingyuan Sword Sect under the moon.
The real people dispersed and left overnight, and some of their companions were never seen again. It is also a kind of fate that they survived and came back here.
Han Ziwei felt a little moved and followed the horse through the Qingshi Street to go for a walk in the town.
When passing through the newly renovated courtyard, Han Ziwei looked at it carefully. There were some bankers and men and women inside looking nervously outside. He didn't recognize any of them. He thought that the courtyard might be taken back by the clan and distributed to other branches, so his interest waned for a moment.
He got off his horse and said what he meant.
He looked back at everyone and sighed: "This reminds me of when I reunited with General Bo Fu twenty-two years ago and heard him tell a short story His Majesty told me... Do you want to listen to it?"
The old soldiers knew that Han Ziwei was once a subordinate of Sun Ce, and heard that His Majesty Ying Wu told the story. They were very interested: "General Han, please tell me."
"Once upon a time, a woodcutter went to the mountains to cut firewood. He saw two boys playing chess, so he put down his ax and watched. One boy laughed and said that he was a destined person, and gave him a fruit to eat. He didn't know how hungry he was for a while. After a while, the chess game was over.
, when the woodcutter picked up the ax and was about to leave, the wooden ax handle was completely rotted and the ax blade was rusty. A boy smiled and led him to a horse, and told him not to dismount after riding home and come back directly.
"
Han Ziwei paused for a moment, then turned to look at the unfamiliar yard and small town. Seeing that his junior sister and subordinates were all listening with rapt attention, he continued: "The woodcutter rode home and saw that things were different and people were different, so he couldn't help but
He went to his former residence to inquire. A white-haired old man was surprised after hearing his autobiography. He asked some family trees and family secrets, and they all corresponded. He said - I once had a great ancestor who went into the mountains to chop firewood more than a hundred years ago.
He didn't return home, thinking that he died after encountering a tiger. Could it be you? The woodcutter then realized that his family members had been dead for hundreds of years, and he was speechless for a moment."
"Is this an encounter with an immortal..." Everyone looked at each other in confusion. Remembering the immortal's advice not to dismount, they couldn't help but ask: "Then what? What's the result?"
Han Ziwei looked back and nodded: "General Sun looked at me at that time and said meaningfully - this woodcutter knew that he had no nostalgia for the world, so he wanted to mount his horse and go back, and saw only a green bamboo horse behind him - to carry him back.
The spell actually uses himself as the source of power, and it has expired after he dismounted. If he went back to the mountain to look for it, he could not find the two boys."
Yunying's eyes trembled slightly, something inexplicably touched her heart, and she bit her lip: "Old General Sun's advice is right... We are all riding bamboo horses at this moment, and Your Majesty and the Empress are the two immortal boys... This
The return of the Han Dynasty is our bamboo horse. It is driven by our own ambition. Once the horse is dismounted, it is really a bamboo horse dead and can no longer carry us back to heaven."
There was a moment of silence in the team, and everyone was thinking deeply. Thinking back to these twenty-two years of living with a beautiful wife and concubines, and living a rich material life surrounded by children and grandchildren, it was indeed worse than having nothing. When I came into this world naked, I was determined, and I couldn't help but sweat: "World
The assimilation of people, the spring rain moistens things silently, but the shape is invisible, which is really terrible..."
"Yes, if we hadn't still had the ambition to restore the Han Dynasty, if we hadn't received His Majesty's response every year when we offered sacrifices to heaven, and if the empress hadn't been in the Emperor Wa's Temple..."
Shao Yuansheng murmured, a white light suddenly flashed in his heart, and he lost his voice and said: "Empress Wa personally came to see our first generation of Han people, and left her spirit body in this illusory evolution. In fact, she is not protecting the security of our territory, but
It’s the soul that protects us, right?”
"Yes, it's good that you can think of this. This is our Empress Wa. She and Your Majesty are both our guardians, but the yin and yang are soft and strong, and the guardianship styles are naturally different." Han Ziwei nodded, rode through the town, and said to
These do not look back: "The evolution of the dark side is not illusory, but the evolution of the Hunan Dynasty has nothing to do with us, and allowing it to penetrate is harmful..."
"Remember from now on - we are people who have lost our homeland of the Han Dynasty and have been exiled from the world. We are wandering in this foreign world and wandering far away. There is nowhere to go home... But on the other hand, the land with Han customs is our home.
, Han is the bamboo horse that takes us to a higher level, where His Majesty Yingwu and Emperor Wa are waiting for us."
"Everyone, let's go forward together. You can run slowly, don't dismount, don't stop, don't lose your way. It's time for us to go home."
Shao Yuansheng laughed when he heard this: "Everyone, let's run and move forward... For ourselves, our journey is on the battlefield of Tianwaitian."
The sound of hoofbeats started again, and after leaving this small town in another world, a thin layer of gray air suddenly disappeared from the body, while the national spirit of the Han family became more vivid, and summer flowers were in full bloom.
...Soon, the tall city wall appeared in everyone's sight, with the Han army's red-bottomed blue dragon flag on it.
Ten miles away, more than a hundred cavalry came galloping in. Cavalry is very rare in the hot and humid climate in the south. The leading general shouted halfway: "Is this coming General Han?"
"It's me... Are you General Tang Youming from Bo County?" Han Ziwei stood on the roadside, exchanged greetings for a long time, and handed him a decree: "This is your Majesty's seal."
The wind was blowing fiercely, and the soldiers' team was driving past. The team was so long that the tail could not be seen, only the red flags and the rolling green dragon, heading towards Bojun, a fortified city that had been in operation for twenty years - Cizhou was one of the three cities with the deepest penetration of Han people.
One of the places is different from Binzhou, which is close to the prosperity of the Central Plains. Different from Yunzhou, which controls the Yunjiang River system, this place was chosen because it is located in the south, so it is a backup base plan.
The magicians who followed Tang Youming to greet the Taoist soldiers were a little nervous and looked at the approaching team with some curiosity.
Twenty years has passed by, which is already a long time for ordinary people. People of this generation have heard many stories about the Han family from their fathers, but this is the first time they have truly seen such a spectacular army - there was also a battle to attack Bojun before.
, but the city has long been infiltrated like a sieve. Attacking the city at night does not feel the slightest bit satisfying. It has an unsatisfactory aftertaste for young people who yearn for a strong and powerful army.
At this moment, the young Han man was really happy. The shadow of retreat due to the imperial court's 400,000 troops in front of him was instantly dissipated, and his confidence rose.
Tang Youming turned a blind eye to this military formation, and only focused on reading the decree. After testing the authenticity of the dragon energy, he breathed a sigh of relief: "Bo County's main city and even seven county seats have been removed, but there is a lack of officials to maintain it. How can we, the local indigenous people,
I can’t believe it—how many people did you bring?”
Han Ziwei nodded: "A small number of them are scattered and scattered, and there is no Zhao who is deeply lurking. The remaining Han people are Jibinzhou, all the main settlement areas in Yunzhou, and the states on the road have successively gathered some green forest armed forces and their families from various places. After all,
A total of 930,000 people."
"Because both generations have taken in many wives and concubines, three wives and four concubines, and half of the children they have had are girls. Already there are more girls than boys. After taking away the babies and children, there are only 260,000 young and strong men left.
, they are all divided into the front team and the rear team, and all the middle army are family members."
"There are a bit few men. We have 300,000 in Cizhou, but only 90,000 men. The first generation of Han men had 32,000 men, and one family had three sons..." Tang Youming touched his chin and asked again: "Are you the number one in the team?"
How many Han people are there in this generation?"
"The ratio is similar to yours, only 80,000. Excluding the men and women who cannot go into battle, there are only 74,000 left. Excluding those who are too weak to go into battle, there are about 70,000..." Han Ziwei saw the other party's eyes froze and laughed: "
I guess you actually want to ask how many professional soldiers there are among the first generation Han people?"
Tang Youming no longer had any big expectations, so he still nodded and asked: "Well, how much?"
"This number."
Han Ziwei raised a finger to him and asked with a smile: "What about you?"
"Ten thousand?"
Tang Youming shook his head: "My side only has 3,527 Taoist soldiers, 1,007 magicians, and 130 real men, all of whom are armed in the city... Our two sides add up.
, how to use these 15,000 elites, we have to sum up."
Han Ziwei nodded slightly: "According to His Majesty's plan, our main task now is to establish the official system. There are seven counties and one prefecture in the Bo County, all of which must be built according to the Han system. The pavilions have been built."
"Most of our sons have been taught knowledge, but they have no experience at all. They have to lead five of them and teach them step by step."
"The same goes for the army. It must be set aside for half a year to train before it can be used."
"Are there too many people?" Tang Youming frowned.
"A county doesn't need many people, but you must understand that we will counterattack soon. If we don't reserve officials in advance, will we be in a hurry later?" Han Ziwei said with a smile.
"That's fine, but in the army, not everyone can serve as commander or captain. Good steel must be used on the blade."
"Well... it's very difficult to draw them all. If you draw the whole army, it will be scattered. The maximum draw is five thousand. There are many outstanding talents among the second-generation sons. Unfortunately, they are all new recruits. The burden of the first big battle cannot fall on them.
Han Ziwei thought about it and agreed with the other party: "According to the plan, we lured the enemy deeper along the way. We have reached our limit here. We have to win the battle and draw out the main force of 5,000 to supplement the bones of the first-generation veterans and use the brave young recruits.
be a backup."
"Well, the enemy is almost chasing you. The border post reported that we only have two or three days at most to organize ourselves. Now I will take you to the camp, which is just three miles outside the city. Needless to say, I have all the heavy weapons, which is enough for you.
And keep..."
Tang Youming rode his horse to lead the way and smiled: "Lunch has been prepared for you, and the grain and grass shipped in advance have been put into storage. The savings of the past twenty years are just for this battle, and they can last for at least one year under the isolation blockade...
…No more will do.”
The soldiers from the front group quickly entered the camp, and hundreds of thousands of family members from the Chinese army behind them entered the city. Almost all of them were women, for their safety.
"No more supplies are needed. Our caravans have basically purchased all the food and grass from various states and counties over the years. The imperial supply line has crossed the Xiang River, Yunjiang River, and ran through four states before reaching here."
"How many times do civilians need to pull carts to transport the food and grass supplies for the 400,000-strong army? The civilian laborers and mules and horses also consume food and grass. It has been transported thousands of miles here. Of the 10%, the remaining 30% is good. I think it will be extremely difficult for the imperial court to support it.
."
"Moreover, we lured the enemy deeper. Although the enemy's troops are claimed to be 400,000, they are connected to seven or eight states. They cannot be connected from end to end. The overall situation has been formed."
"According to His Majesty's plan, the empty ships and ten thousand people will descend. They will land at the enemy's key points and defeat them one by one."
"Originally there is no need for us to send troops, but the purpose of recruiting 5,000 men is to cooperate with His Majesty's main force and fight against the Hunan Army who are pursuing the most urgently."
Han Ziwei smiled with a very malicious smile and added: "While this is according to the plan, we still have to deal with it in case something goes wrong."
"Oh? Your Majesty's foresight..." Tang Youming stopped alertly. When all the family members of the Chinese army entered the city, he asked doubtfully: "Have you not seen the Emperor Wa?"
"The jade shrine where the spirit body is entrusted is still in the rear army. The empress insists on taking a break to investigate the enemy's movements to prevent changes... She said that she feels a little ominous recently, and it is not the matter of the Hunan army to use dark side secrets to deduce." Han Ziwei said,
His face was solemn: "You also know that the empress was once a dark side saint, and she was relieved after merging with the emperor's daughter's clone. However, no one at the level of a true immortal knows the dark side better than anyone else, so we have to be careful."
Tang Youming frowned: "The mantis stalks the cicada, but the oriole is behind? I haven't seen any other forces in the south. It's hard to say how many refugees there are in the north... But as long as there are opponents competing for the world, we will kill as many as they come."
"Report——" A scout rushed into the camp and said urgently: "The Xiang Dynasty's vanguard of 30,000 horses crossed the Cijiang River and divided into three groups to attack our army. The sudden attack was noticed by Emperor Wa.
Cavalry forward scouts engaged in firefights"
"Divided into three groups?" Han Ziwei laughed and narrowed his eyes: "The three commanders-in-chief of the Hunan Dynasty were not in charge of each other. We deliberately scattered some copper coins, silk, food and property along the way. We observed the competition for credit. The more our army showed weakness and retreated,
The enemy is becoming more and more arrogant... and now we feel that we are being pushed into a corner, are we so anxious?"
"Binzhou, which is densely covered with water networks, is not a Central Plains where cavalry can gallop... This is a good opportunity to frustrate the enemy." Tang Youming said in a deep voice, waving to someone to bring the topographic map of Binzhou, and they put their heads together to study it.