Tuoba Shiyijian stood on the hillside, secretly looking into the distance,

Under the willow tree, my mother and Shao Xun sat side by side.

The mountain wind was cold, and Shao Xun took off his fake bell, draped it on his mother, and then roasted his prey with his own hands.

Occasionally, I picked up a piece of roasted meat and handed it to my mother. At this time, my mother often smiled sweetly at him.

The two of them stayed in the same tent at night, and Shi Yijian also saw Shao Xun coming out to pour water with a wooden basin.

Are you cheap? You are the emperor, how can you put down your figure and please women like this?

If this continues, her mother was incompetent and furious, Wang leaned her head quietly on Shao Xun's shoulder, and stretched out a hand and gently held his waist.

The face of Shi Wing Key is green.

He suddenly realized that he was quite mean, and even though he knew that the dog thief was very good at coaxing women, why did he couldn't help but peek at them every time?

He shook his head and left quietly.

The grass on the hillside grows very lush, but if you look closely, you will find that it is actually a little sparse compared to previous years.

It's almost the same at the foot of the mountain.

"It's all like this, I still have to trample on the grass!" Shi Yijian looked at the warriors who were practicing and gritted his teeth.

"It's not your pasture, it's a pain to be heartbroken?" A slightly tender voice suddenly rang.

Shi Yijian suddenly turned around and said in a lost voice: "Li Zhen!"

Yuan Zhen followed several fully armed military territories, each of whom stroked the hilt of the knife, and looked at the wing keys.

Shi Yijian was a little scared, but he stood up and did not retreat, and just looked at Yuan Zhen coldly.

But Yuan Zhen ignored him, but instead sat down on the hillside, then held his cheek and looked at the training scene in the distance, a little childish.

But it's normal, after all, he's only eight years old.

"White Sima, which side is the Liangcheng soldiers?" Yuan Zhen asked suddenly.

"Then, on the northwest corner, when I arrived yesterday evening, I camped next to the river beach." said Lieutenant Sima Weihong, Lieutenant of Liangcheng Kingdom.

Wei Hong is a martial student, 23 years old this year, from Julu. He has served as the deputy team leader, the head of the imperial guards, and the governor. He has outstanding martial arts skills and solid military strategy. So he was transferred to Lieutenant Sima of Liangcheng to replace his ex-boy who died of an acute illness.

Lieutenant Yang Quan of Liangcheng is about to step down, and it is rumored to be the prefect of Mayi.

However, it is definitely not Wei Hong's turn to be a lieutenant. He is too young and has insufficient qualifications, so he still has to settle down.

"How many people came this time?" Yuan Zhen asked.

"two thousand."

"Have they all grown up?"

Wei Hong laughed and said, "There will be Liangcheng Kingdom in the tenth year of the Divine Turtle (326), and six years have passed."

"Oh, that's all grown up." Yuan Zhen said happily.

Liangcheng Kingdom is quite special. Their people are mainly divided into various tribes that were broken. Later, they were not allowed to reintegrate into one tribe. Instead, officials were sent by the court to form a household and a clan.

There may be clan parties in the middle of the country, which are automatically formed in clan units, but there is no tribal organizational structure anymore.

At the beginning, most people in Liangcheng Country were elderly, women, children, teenagers, and few adults.

When Yang Quan became the lieutenant of Liangcheng, he also selected young men and trained them into an army. Now six years have passed, and the teenagers have grown up and become the pillars of their families. The national population structure is developing in a normal direction.

These three thousand teenagers have at least two months of training together every year. There have been few changes in personnel over the past six years, and they have become very tacit understanding with each other.

The Daliang court sent a lot of equipment and occasionally gave some silk rewards. Wang distributed some food through the Pingcheng court, and cattle and sheep were used as military rewards. For her, the Liangcheng National Army was very reliable. Every summer, he would go to Liangcheng Palace to escape the summer heat and inspect the army.

There is no problem in training these three thousand soldiers, but now we need to see blood.

"What wing keys, come and see my soldiers." Yuan Zhen waved and said happily.

Shi Yijian had a calm face, but for some reason, he finally moved forward and watched silently.

Half of the two thousand soldiers in Liangcheng Kingdom were infantry, but now they were all carrying horses. The horses ran slowly and quickly. The infantry held the saddle with their hands, got on the horse and dismounted, and they dismounted from two different directions on the left and right.

It is obvious that this is practicing cavalry skills. It may not be necessary to be a cavalry. The bigger reason is that you are proficient in riding. After all, it is really uncomfortable to not ride a horse when fighting on the grassland. There are dozens of miles of movement and no one is there for hundreds of miles. How can you rush on the road without riding a horse?

And this is a relatively good place for aquatic plants. If it is a drier desert grassland, infantrymen can't ride horses and wait for death.

Shiyijian has been asking about his ability to fight for many years, and he is very clear about these things.

Next to the Liangcheng National Army is a newly formed army.

They mostly practiced in a small area with a thousand people. Needless to say, they must have been unfamiliar with them before. Now let them get together, know their own abilities, and understand their own temperaments to better cooperate with the fight.

In the middle of the battlefield, the great protector of the Shanyu Mansion, Que'er, stood on the platform and occasionally issued an order. Only at this time will the teams of thousands cooperate with each other and practice tactics.

In fact, these people have a good foundation, excellent riding skills, archery skills and magical skills. There are those who are strong and can directly wear heavy armor to break the formation and rush to kill.

Shao Xunruo recruited soldiers in the Central Plains. In the past few years, he only practiced riding and archery. He didn't know how much more money he had to spend. He might not be as skilled as those in front of him.

"What wing key." Yuan Zhen suddenly stood up, walked to him, and whispered: "When you were a child, you always bullied me, slapped me in the face, and pushed me into the snow. I was very angry at that time and wanted to stab you with a knife. Later, when I went to Luoyang, my grandfather liked me very much, coaxed me to sleep, told me stories in history books, and took me out to hunt horses. I suddenly felt that you were pitiful and didn't want to take revenge."

After saying that, he took a last look at Shi Yijian and left.

Shi Yijian stood there blankly, feeling slapped seventeen or eighteen times in the face, and even felt powerless to find the place back.

*******

The atmosphere in the field became more and more intense.

Looking from the platform, a cavalry first ran in small steps, then slowly accelerated and rushed towards the straw man in the distance.

The people in the team were wearing heavy armor and holding long sculptures. During the charge, a relatively dense arrow was slowly formed.

In the smoke and dust, the cavalry quickly rushed into the formation of the grass man. With the long thorns, the grass man flew all over the sky.

The entire charge line ran for more than a hundred steps and slowly stopped, then took a break and rushed towards another gathering place of straw men.

After rushing, there was the third place "Running the Four Formations!" On the high platform, Wang Que'er whispered: "The horse can't rush, and the person should still have the strength."

Of course, this is already very good.

Although sitting on the back of a horse, the armor is very heavy, and the horse is much thicker and longer than the cavalry used in the Ming and Qing dynasties, and it is too heavy, so many horses and cavalry do not carry bows and arrows at all, because when charging, picking, smashing, and sweeping, they often need to hold horse sculptures in both hands, making it difficult to have bows and arrows.

This kind of thing must be freed up to hold it with one hand when marching, and cannot be hung on the horse or carried on the back. It is too heavy and affects the body's balance.

"Replace them with horses and continue rushing." Shao Xun ordered.

After the order was conveyed, the shepherd led the horses into the field, leading the sweaty and overdrawn war horses away, and replaced the cavalry who were also sweating profusely.

When the new round of charge began, Shao Xun rode his horse into the field, and the military land sitting on the ground all turned his attention to him.

"Where is the hero who has been exhausted after more than twenty times?" Shao Xun asked.

Da Xi Heruo, the general of the Beida of Daiguo Town, followed behind him and asked loudly in Xianbei.

After a while, one person left the line, walked to Shao Xun, and bowed to the ground.

"Who is your name?" Shao Xun helped him up and asked.

"But really."

After Shao Xun's evidence, he still knew a little about Xianbei vocabulary. Isn't "Kebozhen" a name for guarding the door?

Da Xi Heruo asked carefully, and then replied: "Your Majesty, this person is from the Pugu family. Because he is majestic, amazing, and has a good appearance, he is the guardian of Xinping City Gate. He is a low-born man, just a shepherd, unknown, and has no age.

The villagers are just called "can be slim to the truth."

This is so humble that he doesn't even have a serious name.

"Give it the name "Pugu Loyal Minister" and was appointed as the fifth-rank cavalry commander." Shao Xun ordered.

The personal soldiers immediately brought the official uniform, seal, martial arts crown, and sword.

Da Xi Heruo looked at this person with some envy. He might not be able to become an official in Liangdi. From this, he also realized a problem that this army would most likely not be disbanded after the war, nor would it be returned to the nobles of the tribes.

After concentrating on his mind, Da Xi Heruo translated it.

When Pugu’s loyal minister heard this, he looked shocked. Looking at the official uniforms, swords and seals, he actually made an antic move: he rubbed his eyes, as if he couldn’t believe it!

When others saw this, they burst into laughter.

Shao Xun also smiled, reached out and pulled off the riding hat on Ke Bozhen's head, and put it on a martial arts crown.

Pugu Zhongshen subconsciously reached out to support him, and then suddenly fell to his knees on the ground. Haotao cried loudly, crying while saying something.

The laughter slowly stopped and everyone looked at him with sympathy.

Da Xi Heruo whispered, "His sister was given to a familiar friend by the master's family. He didn't know how to live or die, he was just this one relative."

"Send an order to Pugujian to find Kebozhen's sister. If there is no one in his tribe, I want him to look good.

"Shao Xun immediately ordered.

Tong Qianjin took the order and left.

Da Xi Heruo was very good at dealing with things, and said it again in Xianbei language.

The nearby soldiers couldn't help cheering after hearing this.

They didn't know what they were cheering, but they just felt very happy. Perhaps they could make the tribe nobles busy and sweat profusely. Or, they would no longer have to be afraid of the tribe nobles' oppression in the future.
To be continued...