I am a soldier in the border army

Chapter 402 Just follow me! Horses trample the grassland!
The cold wind from the north is blowing fiercely, and the black flag of Zhenliao is fluttering in the wind.

Order the generals under the high platform.

The vast ocean of black armor dyed the originally withered yellow grass into ink-black.

A series of blazing and burning gazes turned towards the silver-armored figure on the platform, and suddenly a deafening shout rang out in response.

"I will follow you, my Lord!"

They had waited too long for this day.

It has been so long that in the blink of an eye several generations have passed.

It has been so long that they have almost forgotten the power and glory of their ancestors.

It has been so long that many people subconsciously feel that the vast grassland in the north is a forbidden area for the Yong people, a nightmare filled with death and blood.

And now someone finally told them that they don't have to wait any longer.

They can flatten everything with the long swords in their hands and the galloping horses under their crotch.

Recreate the power of our ancestors and regain our former glory.

So they have no hesitation, they can't wait.

They are fearless!

"The army's morale is good!"

At this moment, the group of old Zhenliao generals standing together on the podium looked at the soldiers below who were full of fighting spirit, and the blood in their aging bodies gradually became hot.

Originally, they thought that the prince was young and energetic, and acted too hastily.

I have many complaints in private.

After all, that brutal war had just ended, and if they were to march north without stopping at this time, the soldiers would inevitably have low morale and little desire to fight.

But now it seems that their young prince understands these soldiers better than they do.

The vision and pattern are also longer-term and broader.

Just like what he said to convince these old guys.

"We have fought the battles that should be fought, so that our descendants don't have to fight them again."

These words were simple and plain, but they instantly touched the hearts of these old guys.

Their generation has been immersed in blood and mud almost their entire lives, so how could they bear to let their descendants repeat their mistakes?

So, since people are destined to die, let these old guys die to their heart’s content!
Looking at the young figure in front of them who had inherited everything from the general, all the generals who guarded Liao clasped their fists and bowed.

"I am willing to follow you to pacify the grassland!"

"I would rather sacrifice myself in this life to seek the well-being of my descendants for eternity!"

The three armies responded and the generals bowed their heads.

At this moment, Han Shao stood on the high platform, overlooking everything, and his heart couldn't help but become excited.

It is certainly interesting for a real man to be involved in political schemes and scheming while living in this world.

But compared with the mighty and passionate battles, it is still a little lacking.

So after a few deep breaths, the Yazi sword at his waist came out with a clang.

"This battle! I will break their bones in one battle!"

"Beat them so hard that they are afraid! Beat them so hard that they will never dare to look south again in their lives!"

With his long sword raised high, Han Shao's voice resounded through the heaven and earth, as if he was swearing an oath to heaven and earth.

"I will use the blade in my hand to tell them!"

"Kou can go! I can go too!"

"From now on! Attack and defend aliens!"

"Wherever my sword points, all of them are Yong land!"

"Everyone you see is a servant of Dayong!"

Grand speeches have always been the most inspiring.

In the past, Gongsun Du, as the general who suppressed Liao, was also able to command thousands of troops, but what he relied on was the huge reputation he accumulated through his brilliant military exploits.

Han Shao's words were often enough to make people draw their knives and rush forward after him, screaming.

The veteran soldier who had followed Han Shao all the way to today felt this most deeply.

But even though they have heard these repetitive words too many times, hearing them again still makes their blood boil.

Instead of being boring or tedious, it aroused their nostalgia and heroic spirit for the time when they followed the prince to fight among thousands of troops.

"Wei!"

"Wei!"

"Wei!"

The three armies were excited and roared to the sky.

A huge sound like a dragon's roar echoed in the distance.

Then it turned into a black afterimage, crossed the void and landed in front of Han Shao.

Han Shao took a step forward and sat astride the strange beast covered with scales and with prominent horns.

The Jiaozi in his hand had been replaced by a sharp dragon spear covered with dense scales at some point.

The black horse groans loudly and its feet step on the void.

Han Shao lowered his eyes and looked at the generals who commanded the Zhen Liao Heavy Armored Battalion.

"This time the army is going to march out, and the rear will be left to you gentlemen."

The grassland is vast, and even with the help of cultivation, the heavy armored infantrymen move relatively slowly.

Therefore, Han Shao only led the cavalry in this northern expedition.

As for the soldiers of the Zhenliao Heavy Armored Battalion, they had no choice but to guard the rear.

These had all been discussed and decided in the past two days. Although the commanders of the Heavy Armor Battalion felt it was a pity, they couldn't say anything more.

He immediately clasped his fists and bowed, responding.

"Your Excellency, please go now. I will be guarding the house."

"If there is any mistake, please do not punish me, my lord. We will present our heads to apologize!"

In fact, if they really wanted to let the soldiers of the heavy armor battalion go on the expedition, they would be powerless.

In the previous battle, both Guanjun City and Langju City focused on defending the city, so the Heavy Armor Battalion suffered heavy casualties.

In particular, the seven Di camps that were transferred to Langju City were basically destroyed.

Han Shao did not take them with him in this battle, which was actually a silent show of sympathy for them.

These old generals who regarded their soldiers as their own children and nephews not only did not feel any resentment, but even felt grateful.

Han Shao nodded slightly when he heard this, and said nothing more.

With a thought, the black horse under his seat, which had already become psychic, stepped into the air and landed in front of the central army formation.

He shouted out.

"All troops march out!"

"But follow me!"

“Horses trample the grassland!”

As soon as he finished speaking, Han Shao took the lead and rode his horse.

Lu Yan, the commander of Han Shao's personal army who was following closely behind, gave the order instantly.

"Champion Hou Junling!"

"All troops march out!"

"But follow me!"

“Horses trample the grassland!”

Under the influence of powerful magic power, the majestic voice spread throughout the army.

In a moment, all the troops responded.

The horses' hooves stamped, shaking the ground beneath their feet, and in a moment it sounded as loud as thunder.

……

The Champion Street was crowded with people.

Countless people poured into the streets, crowding both sides of the long street.

They stretched their necks and tried hard to look towards the end of the long street.

I don’t know how long it took, but finally someone exclaimed.

"I'm coming!"

As soon as these words were spoken, the people crowded on both sides of the street felt a tremor under their feet, which became more and more intense.

When the sound of horses' hooves on the stone slabs of the long street became clearer, they finally saw the endless field of countless black-armored cavalry.

At this moment, someone suddenly started chanting an ancient tune.

"I took out my chariot and went to the herd. From the emperor's residence, I was called to come. I summoned the servants and told them to carry me. The king's affairs are difficult and thorny..."

"I have set out my chariot to the outskirts of the city. I have set up this flag and raised that banner. Why don't you raise your own flag?"

Ordinary people don’t understand poetry, let alone what it is about.

But they were inexplicably moved and couldn't help but hum along with the ancient and desolate tune.

They just wanted to see off the soldiers who were about to go to war.

Send a farewell to these brave warriors who built high walls for them with their flesh and blood.

What's more, among these soldiers there are their own children, even their own fathers, grandfathers, sons, and husbands.

"…Now I come to think of it, the rain and snow are heavy. The king's affairs are so difficult that I have no time to stay. Don't you miss home?"

The biting cold wind howled from the north.

The commotion caused by the ancient tune grew louder and louder.

Even Han Shao was attracted by his gaze and looked away.

However, a group of clerks headed by Zhou Xuan were seen standing somewhere on the long street, beating chimes and singing.

"The illustrious champion is here to defeat the northern barbarians!"

Hearing this last sentence, Han Shao smiled.

'Oh! You can even change the words!'

At this time, a group of clerks led by Zhou Xuan had already bowed deeply to Han Shao.

"My lord, please go on. We are waiting for your triumphant return!" After these words were spoken, the people in the city hesitated for a few moments.

A moment later, they all bowed and saluted Han Shao who was riding his horse.

"My lord, please go ahead. We are waiting for your triumphant return!"

Seeing this, Han Shao chuckled and responded.

"Let's all go back. It's freezing cold. Don't get frozen."

Although the voice was soft, Han Shao's cultivation was enough to make it reach the ears of everyone present.

His gentle and caring words immediately warmed people's hearts.

Many people shed tears.

Yes, they could still return home to avoid the cold wind, but you have to go north to the grassland in this biting cold wind to protect them from the world.

Let them have a good night's sleep.

The more they put themselves in their shoes, the more they feel that they owe the princes and these iron-willed soldiers...it is true.

Suddenly, a clear girl's voice came out abruptly.

"My name is Rou Niang! Although I am a weakling, I admire heroes!"

"Wait until you return victorious tomorrow! If you have no women to take care of you at home, you can come to Anzhifang in East City to propose marriage!"

"I don't care about your appearance, your wealth, or your betrothal gifts!"

"I wish to serve my beloved for the rest of my life!"

Nowadays, an unmarried woman who utters such disrespectful words will undoubtedly be despised.

But when the people around heard this, no one laughed at it.

Instead, after a brief moment of stunned silence, there was a burst of applause.

"Good! Rou Niang is worthy of being a woman from the North!"

As they spoke, some of the people were even bolder and shouted loudly to the soldiers riding past on horseback.

"Young soldiers in the army, have you heard me? There is a beautiful lady waiting for you in the city!"

"Please don't let my lovely lady down! You forgot the way home!"

live!

You must come back alive!

After hearing what the people said, many soldiers turned their heads and looked sideways.

Under the black and ferocious mask, the eyes were not terrifying at all, but rather gentle as spring water.

Some soldiers couldn't help laughing.

"Rouniang, right? I'll remember that!"

"I have no wealth! I will wait for the merits I have earned this time! I will use this as a betrothal gift to marry you!"

After saying this, before Rou Niang could respond, several other soldiers took over the conversation.

"Old Zheng, shut up!"

"You are old, but you are still so ugly. Aren't you afraid of scaring the pretty lady?"

"Let's give it to someone else!"

Another soldier was indignant.

"What the hell! Beauty deserves a hero! We'll talk about military merits when the time comes!"

"Rouniang! Wait for me!"

For a moment, although the marching team did not lose its formation, it had lost its solemnity and majesty.

Such an act of disrupting military discipline immediately made the captain and Qu Junhou furious.

Just as he was about to scold them, he was interrupted by their captain.

"It's okay, let them be."

"It's good to have an idea."

The old soldier who had just assumed the post of captain had a melancholy tone.

He looked back at the blushing girl in the crowd, and his hand holding the reins trembled slightly.

"My dear, please come back! I will stay here and wait for you to come back one day..."

"Don't forget to take me back home..."

Once upon a time, he also had such thoughts.

It’s a pity that his thoughts had been shattered in the chaos of war, and his soul was lost on the vast grassland.

Hate?

Of course I hate it.

But at this moment, he only felt envy, envy for the soldiers under his command.

Because their thoughts are still there, so vivid.

very nice--

The horses' hooves moved and they soon passed this section of the street.

But he didn't know that the look he cast at that moment fell into the eyes of the woman named Rou Niang, making her unable to look away.

The clamor of the soldiers just now did disrupt military discipline and make them lose their dignity and solemnity.

But at this moment, in the eyes of the people on both sides of the long street, they were no longer cold, but rather a little closer.

Under the coverage of the divine consciousness of heaven and man, Han Shao, who had a clear view of all this, smiled lightly.

He also took the opportunity to remember the reactions of the old soldier and Rou Niang.

I plan to get this done when I come back.

As one lives, regrets are inevitable.

But we can't always live in the past.

Now that Han Shao has gradually come out of that terrible nightmare, he naturally doesn't want these old brothers to still be trapped in it.

Han Shao was filled with emotion and couldn't help feeling a little ashamed.

As his cultivation and status grew, he cared less and less about these old brothers who had followed him through that dead end road on the grassland.

But even if they died, they never let themselves down.

This time, at his command, dozens of old brothers left the Xianzhen Camp without complaint and dispersed into the Zhenliao Army.

This laid a solid foundation for him to control the Zhenliao Army.

To be honest, I do owe them a lot.

"I'll make it up to you slowly later."

Han Shao changed his mind and looked towards the top of the city wall.

Four graceful female figures with different styles stood there with their backs to the cold wind.

"Why are you all here?"

Yu Xuanji has always been tongue-tied, and even though her eyes were full of reluctance, she still didn't know what to say.

Shangguan Zhi was lifeless, and as a new bride, there was nothing much to say.

If Chen hadn't pulled her back, she probably wouldn't have left the house to see him off.

"When your husband goes on a long journey, how can a woman not come to see him off?"

Chen Wenjun smiled faintly.

But Han Shao could still see the worry and concern hidden in her smile.

"Don't worry. I have a plan for this northern expedition. I believe there won't be any major obstacles."

"It won't take too long, just wait at home."

After some comforting, seeing that Chen Wenjun's expression was gradually relaxing, Han Shao turned his gaze to the last charming and seductive figure.

Tushan Feixuan's face was full of grievance and resentment.

Han Shao thought about it and sighed.

"Forget it. I'll consummate the marriage with you after I come back."

That day, the clumsy trick was exposed by Chen Wenjun's evil disciple, causing her to lose face as the boss.

At one point, he fell into deep doubt about his own charming power as a celestial fox.

Hearing Han Shao's words, his expression brightened up a little.

"Keep your word?"

Han Shao was helpless and said unhappily.

"Do you want me to write you a written agreement?"

Tushan Feixuan's face turned slightly red and she stammered.

"That's not necessary. I... I believe in you..."

Chen Wenjun, who was standing by, chuckled when he heard this.

Although this smile made her look more beautiful than flowers, it made Tushan Feixuan very angry.

This evil disciple is laughing at me again!
But just when she was about to explode, she found that Han Shao had already passed the city gate.

The four girls hurriedly chased after Han Shao's back.

"Mr. Lang——"

The cold wind drowns out the call.

But Han Shao's voice came with the wind.

"But follow me!"

The four girls stared in a daze, only to see the dragon spear covered with dense scales pointing in the distance.

“Horses trample the grassland!”

"North! North!"

Behind him, tens of thousands of cavalrymen were galloping and roaring.

"North! North!"

……

(End of this chapter)