The sound of the horn suddenly echoed in the mountain village.
The villagers who were chatting and joking around the fire or busy cooking were all stunned for a moment, but they all reacted the next moment.
"large!"
"It's a large size!"
Everyone looked surprised.
This was different from the sound of bangzi in the past. It was the assembly of an army and the trumpet used to kill the enemy. Many children and young people did not react for a while.
They had been taught the meanings of various horns, bangs, and flags, but this was the first time they heard the military trumpet.
For those older people, it has been a long time since they heard it.
He was using his new iron leg to drag a bundle of firewood crookedly, standing blankly on the road, and his body slowly began to tremble.
He threw the firewood out violently.
"Kill the enemy!" he shouted, "Kill the enemy!"
The people ran towards the sound of the trombone, stumbling at first, and then getting faster and faster.
Finally everyone came to their senses. The men put on their shoes, the women poured water on the stove and put out the charcoal pot, and the children threw down their gravel toys.
Everyone ran outside. In addition to the horns, there were big red flags waving as far as the eye could see, pointing the villagers in one direction.
That direction is no longer the entrance to the village, but the foot of the mountain.
The villagers quickly gathered at the foot of the mountain, where Yang Jing stood solemnly, looking at the villagers forming an array at the foot of the mountain.
Although the queue looked a bit funny due to the tall and low figures, old and young, women and children, no one laughed or moved. They stood steadily, like spears, with a deep chill.
The horn sound stopped and Yang Jing waved his hand.
"Open the library," he shouted.
Several men stepped forward and hugged a huge rock from all sides. With a roar, the rock was turned.
With the rotation, the originally steep mountain wall creaked, and the earth and rocks rolled away, revealing a cave entrance.
"Soldiers, wear armor!" Yang Jing said in a deep voice.
If Miss Jun, Lei Zhonglian and others were still here, they would definitely be surprised.
Until now, I only knew that their weapons were hidden under the big bluestone at the entrance of the village. I didn't expect that there was an armory at the foot of the mountain.
The villagers lined up and walked in. Yang Jing had already led others to light torches, lighting up the entire cave.
This cave is wide, and there are many things piled up and down inside, all covered by pieces of felt cloth. At this time, the felt cloth is being torn open by several men, and the first thing that comes into view is a piece of armor.
Gongs and drums were beating loudly outside, and villagers lined up one by one to quietly pick up their armor, put it on and walked to another place, where there were dense weapon racks under the removed felt cloth.
They stepped forward in order, took down their sabers, spears, and swords, put their crossbows and shields on their backs, and headed out, moving in and out in a smooth manner.
As the clothed villagers came out, the sound of counting could be heard outside.
"Team A reports."
"ten."
"Nine."
"eight……"
"one."
"Team A is finished, run forward and gather at the entrance of the village."
One after another, one team after another, the footsteps of the villagers wearing armor and carrying weapons became more orderly and heavy, and the whole mountain village was shaken.
Under the big tree at the entrance of the village, a group of horses has been gathered, and the horses are all dressed up, waiting in a quiet queue.
Xia Yong stood on the big bluestone. He was already wearing armor and his hat almost covered his face. This made him look extremely serious and not as gentle as before.
The running villagers lined up quietly in front of him. After a burst of intensive drumbeats, the sound of gongs and drums stopped.
"The whole team reports." Xia Yong shouted in a deep voice.
As soon as his voice fell, loud voices rang out from the villagers standing in front of him.
"All members of First Class A have arrived."
"All members of the Second Class A team have arrived."
"All members of the top three have arrived."
"All members of the Fourth Army have arrived."
"All members of the women's camp have arrived."
The sound returned to silence once again at the entrance of the village. Xia Yong glanced at them and looked ahead.
"Welcome the flag." He said in a deep voice.
The villagers who stood in awe turned to look, and in the direction they were running from just now, Yang Jing came striding with seven or eight people.
These people were pulling three carts, and their armor was not as well-dressed as them. The carts were piled with things covered by felt cloths, which looked very heavy and left deep marks on the road.
In addition to the car, Yang Jing held an unrolled flag in his hand.
When he got close, Yang Jing stood still, raised the flag in his hand and waved it high.
This is a red flag. As it is waved, the patterns of blue dragon, white tiger, red bird and basalt are tumbling on it, and three large golden characters are revealed in the middle.
"Welcome the flag!"
"Welcome the flag!"
The village entrance suddenly erupted in cheers.
Zhao Hanqing's eyes brightened as he stood on the mountain road watching the flags rolling in the strong wind and shouting at the foot of the mountain.
"Mom, I'm going." she shouted.
Xiao Zhi pulled her and looked at her.
Zhao Hanqing wore a red cotton armor, and the shading on his face was also changed to red, and he was more energetic than ever.
"Fortunately, the modification will make it suitable." Xiao Zhi said with a smile.
"Oh mother." Zhao Hanqing shouted anxiously, "Second Uncle Xia and the others are about to leave. According to military regulations, if you are late, you will be beheaded."
Xiao Zhi smiled and patted her.
"Go ahead," she said.
Zhao Hanqing smiled with his eyes widened, hugged Xiao Zhi, turned around and ran down the mountain with long strides.
"Take good care of my young lady, don't be lazy." Liu'er shouted anxiously from behind, "Don't steal my young lady's food."
Zhao Hanqing didn't even look back, just like a red cloud flying on the mountain road.
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The carriages and horses stopped on the road, and faint sounds of arguments came from the front.
Mrs. Yu lifted the car curtain and frowned slightly.
"Chengdong." she shouted, "what's wrong?"
Liang Chengdong came back with a slightly red face.
"Madam, they are going in the wrong direction," he said.
"My direction is correct." Miss Jun said afterward, "There is a small road from here that can go through Zhending Mansion to Hebei West Road the fastest."
"Have you passed by?" Liang Chengdong asked.
Miss Jun shook her head.
"No," she said.
Why are you so sure when you haven't been there before? Liang Chengdong stared.
"Okay, listen to Miss Jun." Mrs. Yu said.
Why? Liang Chengdong stared and wanted to say something, but Miss Jun suddenly hissed at him.
What? Liang Chengdong frowned and suddenly raised his ears.
There was a faint vibration on the ground, which was a sign of a large number of people moving.
Was there an army passing by?
The mobilization of troops and horses in the North at this time was normal, but it was also very likely that it was an abnormal mobilization.
Although the Madam's trip was kept secret, she encountered robberies and murders one after another along the way, which shows that the news has been leaked. There are many people who want to stop the Madam, and the Madam's significance to Duke Cheng Guo is also extraordinary.
If his wife died on the road, Duke Cheng would be greatly affected.
Nowadays, except for a few of the military generals in the North, they cannot be trusted.
Liang Chengdong looked nervous
The ground shook more and more, and a group of people and horses appeared in sight.
The first thing that caught his eye was the armor. Sure enough, they were officers and soldiers. Liang Chengdong thought to himself, who knows which army they are from? He squinted his eyes and watched the group of people getting closer and closer, and a large flag in the team also broke into his sight.
Qing...shan...jun.
Qingshan Army?
What kind of army is this? I have never heard of it in Hebei Road.
The girl next to him let out a short cry. Liang Chengdong looked over in surprise and saw that the face of the girl who had been arguing with him indifferently had changed.
In the cold wind of the twelfth lunar month, heavily armored soldiers were galloping on horseback. A red flag fluttered in the wind above their heads, the sound of hunting was heard, and the golden characters shone brightly in the sunlight.