Chapter 463: Tiger and Wolf

In the darkness, the captains wearing the imperial guards in front of the hall and wearing bronze singular hats gathered silently, and Han Shizhong's first team was at the forefront, so his relationship was the most important. Whether the entire review can be successful, Han Shizhong's burden is not light.

Han Shizhong held a knife, his eyes were extremely deep in the dark. After checking his clothes, he whispered: "All the lieutenants, the fate of the Martial Arts School has been entrusted to you; don't be afraid, don't be nervous, do it like you do when you practice it normally."

The lieutenants straightened their waists and said in unison: "As for your order."

The salute had already sounded, and the drums were roaring. The tension gradually disappeared with the drum beats. Han Shizhong led the team to stand at the head of the team and said, "Palm the flag, hold the chest, raise your head."

The two lieutenants standing behind Han Shizhong raised their flags, and a big flag embroidered with the word Ren flashed in the darkness.

Restraining oneself and restoring rituals is the central idea of ​​the Martial Arts School. Only by restraining one's own desires and improving one's own cultivation can one be a real warrior. The so-called self-cultivation and family management and governing the country and pacifying the world is also the main theme in the Martial Arts School.

It is not unreasonable for the Song Dynasty to promote civil and military affairs. If the military man is in power, it is very easy to have civil strife in mercenaries. Before the establishment of the Song Dynasty, there were many Jiedu governors at the end of the Tang Dynasty, and they had their own troops and had annexed each other. Five Dynasties and Ten Kingdoms appeared one after another, and the Jiedu governors were also domineering. After the Song Taizu Zhao Kuangyin unified the country, he inherited the policy of Zhou Shizong Chai Rong, strengthened the centralization, and gradually seized the military, political and financial power of Jiedu governors. Emperor Taizong of Song also ordered all the branches and counties under Jiedu governors to be directly under the central government and go to the prefecture to govern government affairs. After that, Jiedu governors became awarded honorary titles.

Since then, a deadlock has emerged, and warriors who can fight are discriminated against, and the country has to use them under the circumstances. As a result, military supervision is prevalent, and the trend of controlling border towns with eunuchs and civil officials is popular. This also gives a group of eunuchs like Tong Guan, civil officials like big and small, and grandsons like Xianggongs. The problem is that more border town supervisors and military generals are disconnected, making the army's combat effectiveness worse year by year. During wars, the military supervision is often constrained, which makes experienced military officers have to obey the guidance of laymen.

A new model has emerged! In the eyes of the court, the most important reason why military officers are domineering and respectful to their own troops is that most of them are not educated and do not understand the principles of benevolence, righteousness, propriety and righteousness. Therefore, all military power can only be at ease if they are held in the hands of civil officials.

Now, a new force has emerged. This is a group of young people who are well-read in poetry and books, a group of well-trained lieutenants. They stood on the stage set up by Shen Ao for them with the idea of ​​self-restraint and regaining etiquette. Whether the martial arts school can be stronger depends on today!

The neat team straightened their chests and raised their heads. Everyone looked expressionless, raised their chins high, and stood proudly.

The entire team was like a straight long line, gathering into a neat square array, with everyone's spacing and position being no different. Four months of training made everyone a chess piece in the square array. These chess pieces were a little excited, a little proud, and a little bravery, like a newborn calf who was eager to try.

The noise from afar came from time to time, they were waiting, and the captains were waiting.

The night was already very deep; the thick ink-like sky was hung with a crescent moon, but no starlight appeared. Occasionally, a meteor passed through the night sky with coolness, and the blazing light was so desolate and miserable. The wind blew up at some point, and at first it was a little gentle, stranded with yellow willow branches and leaves. Later, it became more and more rapid and powerful. The wind was twisting, almost as fierce as a buffalo. The bitter north wind was roaring. When the three-way drum was over, Han Shizhong's eyes lit up, and a trace of elegance burst out in his eyes. His long boots suddenly began to yell: "Go forward!"

The square formation quietly stepped forward in the sound of the wind, and the queue was neat and silent.

The Kongming Lantern in the distance became brighter and closer, and you could vaguely see the people who were blocked by the imperial guards outside the imperial road, the moving heads of the people stretched their necks, squinted their eyes, and looked at the end of the imperial road with breathing.

At this time, the noise was still, and everyone wanted to see what the legendary military captain looked like, and see if they had a tower-like body and a fist as big as a casserole. Will they hold magic weapons in their hands, and will they chant the spell loudly in front of everyone, and maybe after chanting the spell, there will be lightning and thunder!

Oh, oh, I had known that I should have come in a straw raincoat, but they would have been soaked in the wind and rain in the hotel. Wouldn't they be soaked in the air?

Of course, literati and poets do not believe in ghosts and gods. They disdain the so-called lieutenant. Of course, the lieutenant would not have three heads and six arms, nor would he call the wind and rain. The most powerful person in the martial arts school was of course not the lieutenant, but the Si Ye. The Si Ye must be a figure like a dragon and a phoenix. They looked at the guy next to the emperor on the city tower, and were guessing in their hearts whether Chen Ao would wear a lumber scarf and hold a feather fan in his hand.

Many speculations accompanied by countless expectations, everyone was staring at it and waiting with their breath.

Click...click...click...click...click...

At the end of the Imperial Path, there was a sound, a neat sound getting closer and closer. If you listen carefully, someone would find that it was a sound of long boots paving with bricks and stone floors. The strangest thing was that this sound was not like a person's voice, but it was so neat.

Click...click...click...click...click...

Everyone's hearts were raised, and more speculation followed. If you listen carefully, this sound seemed extremely wonderful, making people feel a strong sense of oppression, as if Mount Tai was about to collapse in front of you, as if it was a prelude to the coming of storm.

Zhao Ji also heard it, his face was slightly stunned. He distinguished the sound from the wind, and then he couldn't help but look at Chen Ao in confusion, as if asking him, what is this?

Chen Ao just smiled faintly.

In the dark curtain, a series of figures appeared, as if they were coming from the darkness. They were expressionless, with their heads raised, their chests erect, and their steps were neatly moved. Every time the boots fell to the ground, a sound of trampling sounded.

Is this the Martial College Captain?

Some people began to disappoint. It turned out that they only had one head and one body, and like everyone else, they had two arms and two legs. They were neither too burly nor as big as a casserole fist. They... were very ordinary.

But soon, someone discovered something, restrained the contempt in their hearts, and couldn't help looking at them like a monster. Are they... still humans?

It's a human being, how could it seem that it's not angry at all, just holding its head up and just following the steps. Moreover, they are arranged too neatly. Although they keep moving forward, everyone's legs are lifted at the same time and fall at the same time.

Some people have also seen the training of the imperial guards, such as those who dance big swords, spears, gongs, and drums, but such training gives people a coldness that penetrates the heart in the silence.

More and more queues appeared, and the steps were getting louder and louder, but there was still no trace of impurities, crisp and rhythmic.

The young men with their heads raised their heads stepped past the end of the imperial road, leaping past the crowd, and leaping past the imperial guards, and were about to reach Zhengde Gate.

This is the Martial College Captain!

At this time, everyone had to admit that the military discipline of the military captain was absolutely unparalleled in the world, as if thousands of enemies appeared in front of them, and they would step over without hesitation without any hesitation.

Zhao Ji couldn't help but nodded secretly. The feeling of uniformity made him sigh and said: "The orders are consistent. Even if you talk about ancient and modern times, only the military commander is the lieutenant."

At this time, the Empress Dowager and the Empress Dowager also walked over and looked excitedly under the crowd. The Empress Dowager couldn't help but say, "Your Majesty, have they raised their heads in front of the Emperor? "

The Empress Dowager looked at Chen Ao with appreciation and said, "High your head and chest, you will be masculine, not beyond the reach."

Zhao Ji couldn't help but nodded: "Look, they all looked at me with their heads raised." He pursed his lips, and had an impulse to wave to them, but in the end he resisted the impulse and just stared at the five square formations in a daze.

The team had arrived at Zhengde Gate, and suddenly, a clanging sound...

The long sword was unsheathed, and Han Shizhong drew his sword and pointed the blade towards the sky.

Everyone was shocked. Even Zhao Ji, who was standing on the city tower, couldn't help but tremble. He suddenly drew his sword in front of the emperor, in front of the civil and military officials of the court, in front of the concubines, princes and princes. What are they trying to do?

clang...

The lieutenants pulled out their swords in an orderly manner, and the sharp cold light of the Confucian sword emitted a cold light under the illumination of the Kongming lantern.

"Use my blood to ensure the country and the country are safe, and use my body to protect the country and the people, restrain oneself and restore rituals, and maintain the Song Dynasty forever!"

The voices of eight hundred lieutenants roared out one after another. With the sound of stepping, the long sword pointed at the sky like a forest, and then another sound was brushed. The long sword returned to the sheath at the same time, and the footsteps were roaring. The sound echoed with the cold wind, and the team gradually drifted away...

Just now, the momentum was like a rainbow and murderous intent was so loud that even the imperial guards holding long spears next to the imperial road were shocked and almost sat down. This shock made the people outside the imperial road silent for a moment, and then burst into screams. Even the scholar who was still somewhat reserved couldn't help but cheer.

The Song Dynasty was weak for a hundred years, and who could not know the virtues of the imperial guards? In the first year of Jianzhong Jingguo, Anhua soldiers were in chaos. In the fourth year, the rebellion of the chiefs of Zhaozhou. Then there was the Fang La rebellion, the Western Xia knocked on the pass, and the Khitan went south. These humiliations were not only the court was in a mess, but even the people who were still calm also felt like they were in danger of peace.

And that sentence and the oppressive force emitted by the lieutenants were invisibly a stabilizer, which made them feel a little safe; as the country was decaying for a long time, some people would come forward to recover lost territory and make achievements. The lieutenant of the lieutenant was precisely a glimmer of dawn that appeared in the darkness of dawn.

"Long live!"

Some people yelled excitedly, and when people were excited, they inevitably needed to vent.

"Long live!"

Everyone shouted, and some people shouted: "Long live the Song Dynasty."

Suddenly, the whole celebration turned into a carnival for all the people. At the beginning, the regulations were all messed up. Someone raised his arms and shouted: "Regain Yan Yun!"

Countless people raised their arms and came out: "The king's army is in the north, and regain Yan Yun!"

The sound of the night almost dispelled. There were endless calls in the city of Bianjing. Some people who did not participate in the celebration woke up from their night dreams. At first, they listened to the movement anxiously, and suddenly became excited. They rushed out of the street and shouted loudly: "Have you recovered Yan Yun? Did the King Master have arrived at Daming Mansion? Ah, long live, long live..."

This really scared the officials of the Palace Front Office and the Jingzhao Prefecture Office. Once the crowd goes crazy, it is not fun. Who can afford this relationship? So he hurriedly went up the city tower to meet him and went up to the second floor. Some young princes on the second floor also shouted excitedly: "Long live, long live, kill Khitan dogs, kill golden dogs!" The princes were confused, thinking that these men were really incredible, and they shouted and killed, and they would definitely scold Zhao Ji in the future.

The prefect of Jingzhao Prefecture shook his head and killed the Khitan dog? The Khitan envoy is still downstairs, and that is an allied country; but the princes are all young, which is understandable!

When the prefect of Jingzhao Prefecture went up to the third floor, the city tower was covered with illuminations and could not see who was the official. He bowed and said, "Your Majesty, to avoid trouble, should the imperial guards and servants go to the streets to suppress and impose a curfew?"

As soon as he finished speaking, he heard someone shouting in his ear: "Recover Hetao and recover Yanyun, long live, long live!"

He wiped his eyes, thinking that he had heard it wrong. Which guy was so bold that he dared to make a loud noise in front of the official family. He finally saw the shouting person clearly in the hazy, but it was Lord Chen Ao Shen. Chen Ao was still shouting: "Kill the Khitan dog, kill the Xixia dog, kill his mother."

The prefect was speechless. This was not like a young tutor. How could he be of the same virtue as those refugees in the city? However, Chen Ao did not dare to impeach him. He heard someone in his ears: "The golden dog is going to be killed."

"Yes, I'll kill the Golden Dog, long live!"

The prefect looked up and wanted to see who killed the golden dog, but Zhao Ji, who rolled up his sleeves and his cheeks were red. He was speechless...

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Chapter completed!