Jiaohua

At 3 p.m., except for Gao Zhou, Xia Yuda and others who were far away in Hejing, all the Xia family troops in Hengxiang gathered.

After several months of rest in Hengxiang, the soldiers' demeanor was improved, and the sharpness in their eyes was not lost. The armor they wore was still the style and color of the Xia Army, with a much better texture. They were equipped with not only spears, but also a set of crossbows, bows and crossbows, and hidden weapons hidden in their legs.

The warhorse standing beside them was well-fed and strong, and the saddle decorations were all made by Old Man Qi. He led fifty people to forge the saddle behind closed doors. After the furnace was opened and the saddle was poured with ice water, it was extremely hard, but thin and breakable.

The war horses never stopped their daily exercise, regardless of wind or rain. At this time, the white clouds were rolling and the sky was clear. The war horses held their heads high on the open grassland, looking majestic, waiting to set off.

Zhao Ning and Madam Qu came in person to see them off. Instead of the extravagant sedan chair they usually rode in, they only rode in a small sedan chair.

Xia Zhaoyi was at the front of the team, surrounded by a group of people. The one who talked the most was Zhili. Not only did he miss his junior sister, he also missed Xia Zhi and Xia Junnan, with whom he had been living day and night for some time.

Seeing Zhao Ning and Madam Qu, Xia Zhaoyi went to greet them and said with a smile, "Wait for my good news!"

Zhao Ning held both of her hands, but before he could hold them tightly, Xia Zhaoyi's left hand was "grabbed" by Mrs. Qu's chubby hand.

"You just came, and you're leaving again," Mrs. Qu sighed, "Although Hejing was dangerous before, it's still a big city, and you can't lack for fine clothes and delicious food. Now you're going to the wild north, but you're going to suffer."

"No," Xia Zhaoyi said with a smile, "It's also about eating delicious food and drinking spicy drinks. I'm going to the North to make others suffer."

Mrs. Qu paused, then laughed: "Okay! Why am I so sad and gloomy here? You are Ah Li!"

Zhao Ning looked at Xia Zhaoyi and said, "It's hard to travel so take a rest when you can. Don't rush. The people in the north are all recuperating now and they don't need a day or two."

Xia Zhaoyi lowered his voice and said, "Actually, before going to the North, I planned to bypass Youzhou and go to Song Zhiyi to get some money."

Zhuge Pan, who was standing not far behind Zhao Ning, had been looking at the armor and horses of the Xia family army. His face was calm and his eyes were normal, with a hint of curiosity occasionally showing up.

Hearing the girl's words, Zhuge Pan's expression changed slightly. He casually withdrew his gaze and looked at Xia Zhaoyi.

Zhao Ning asked, "Are you going to deal with Song Zhiyi first?"

Xia Zhaoyi was in high spirits: "Well! Let him have a taste of our Xia family army!"

Zhao Ning nodded: "That's fine. Song Zhiyi is a bastard, and he deserves to be taught a lesson. However, this lesson may not hurt his vitality, but will only scratch the surface and tire you out."

"You don't understand this," Xia Zhaoyi said with a smile, "What I want to show him is the sophisticated equipment of my Xia Army. Whether the vitality is damaged is one thing, but the morale of the army will definitely be frustrated."

"I see," Zhao Ning also laughed, "Good idea!"

Speaking of equipment, Zhuge Pan's heart was filled with jealousy. When he saw these armors and mounts for the first time just now, he had a bad feeling.

The Daqian Dynasty's troops, which were dragged along the Northern Desert Front, were all in ruins and dilapidated in the end.

After Emperor Daqian abandoned the capital and fled, these troops were cut off from reinforcements and became like dogs that had lost their homes.

A common practice is to combine the remnants of this army and that army into a new army. As a result, the armor in this new army is a mixture of old and new, with different colors and styles. There is no momentum at all, let alone military morale. Just don't make a fool of yourself.

But from what he saw now, Zhuge Pan knew that something was different.

Although there had been efforts by the public to raise grain and funds to aid the north before, it was just a drop in the bucket. However, in the past two years, the supplies sent in batches were even more than the military pay of the Daqian Dynasty back then!

When he went deeper into Ning'an Tower and had the opportunity to access the account books of Ning'an Tower, Zhuge Pan was shocked at the first glance when he opened the relevant accounts.

Zhao Ning's wealth was terrifyingly huge. She made money from the national crisis and the war, but she also invested all the money back into the war.

  Her money, Mrs. Qu's money, and the money of the big merchants in Daqian were sent to the northwest in batches, like an inexhaustible stream of water. No wonder it has been difficult to fight in the past two years! That seemingly incomplete land could not be taken down no matter what!

And now, looking at these Xia family soldiers, Zhuge Pan suddenly had a thought that made his back shudder.

If the Xia family army's armor appears in large numbers, it will no longer be a problem of difficulty in fighting, but difficulty in defending...

However, if Ali wanted to cause trouble for Song Zhiyi first, she would have time for him to send the message away and make arrangements early.

Xia Zhaoyi, Zhao Ning and Mrs. Qu chatted for a long time and they had endless things to say.

Zhuge Pan listened to every word and suddenly felt that this girl became famous at a young age and had a smooth journey. She had not suffered any major losses so far. For them, this was actually a good thing. Because she was too arrogant.

Arrogant soldiers will inevitably be defeated. This truth is eternal.

Listen to the tone of her voice now, the arrogance that shows she doesn't take anyone seriously. She wants to deal with Song Zhiyi, kill Tao Lan, and then says that within a year at most, she will turn the Beiyuan tribe back into a homeless nomadic people and completely drive them out of the northern grasslands.

The crazier a person is, the more obvious his shortcomings are, and the easier it is to target him.

Go ahead and be crazy. Just keep going crazy.

  I want to see how long you can be crazy. I don’t believe that you can’t lose even once!

The wind finally blew, and the hot grass got a cool breath.

Xia Zhaoyi said goodbye to Mrs. Zhao Ningqu, got on his horse, whipped the horse and left.

Following closely behind her were the four veteran generals of the Xia family army: Xia Xingming, Xia Junnan, Jian Jun, and Xia Chuan.

Zhuge Pan stood behind Zhao Ning and watched them leave.

The Xia family army's momentum of marching together as one is so great that it is harder than climbing to the sky to accomplish it with the troops recruited in a short period of time. Even the veterans who have been on the battlefield for three years may not be able to do it.

This momentum comes from pride, the confidence from many victories, the indomitable pride, and the courage to face death without fear.

The second reason comes from sadness. This army has gone through great sadness and pain, and they are filled with strong hatred and anger.

The war was about to begin again. Zhuge Pan watched them go away with a heavy heart.

In addition to the people who came to the grass to see Xia Zhaoyi off, on the other side, Tu Xiaoxi and Lin Shuanglan, leading the female soldiers of the Falcon Battalion who had successfully enlisted, were also watching the Xia family army leave.

These female soldiers were all new recruits, each of them was tall and strong. They were still wearing their own clothes, whose sizes had been measured, but they would have to wait a few days for their armor.

Their ages vary, the oldest is nearly forty, and the youngest is probably only fourteen.

But no matter how old they are, there is an indescribable childishness on their faces that is unique to new recruits.

Apart from this feeling of novelty and innocence, when they saw the receding figures of the horses and the dust raised by the galloping horses, their eyes were filled with envy, yearning and admiration.

"Can we ride horses too?" someone asked Tu Xiaoxi.

"Will we be as majestic as they are?" asked another.

"When does the training start? When will the armor arrive?"

Lin Shuanglan smiled and said, "It will come soon! Everyone can ride a horse. If there are not enough horses, we will go to the front line and take horses from the enemy!"

"Yes!" someone said, "I heard that the cattle, horses and sheep in the Northern Yuan Dynasty are all very good!"

"Yes, their horses are all bred on the grasslands and are top-notch! Their beef and mutton are delicious too!"

"Let's go! Let's go grab the horse!"

"Take their cattle and sheep too!"

"Yes, win the battle and take it from them! Take back everything they have taken from us over the years!"

……

Du Xuan bid farewell to Xia Zhaoyi and returned to the Falcon Camp with Dai Yukangjian, Lao Tong and others.

Today, when he was going out, he specifically asked Tu Xiaoxi and Lin Shuanglan to bring the female soldiers of the Falcon Battalion here.

Hearing the shouts of the female soldiers from afar, Du Xuan stopped, put his hands behind his back and said with a smile: "Listen, this momentum! There is really not much difference between female soldiers and male soldiers! We should have had female soldiers a long time ago!" (End of this chapter)