I am a soldier in the border army

Chapter 573 Yulin's personal troops! Welcome from the north!
Plants and trees go through four seasons, withering and flourishing.

In April, spring is full of greenery.

A group of black-armored cavalrymen wearing special armor set out from Zhenliao City and passed through several counties before arriving at Guanjun City.

Looking up at the city ahead, which was very different from what he remembered, the leading young general felt a little emotional.

“Compared to the past, there have been huge changes.”

Another younger general with a stern face nodded slightly when he heard this.

"It's really not small."

Today, Champion City has expanded several times and has gradually evolved from a former military stronghold in the north into a large trade distribution center connecting Yongtu and the grassland.

Merchants come and go in an endless stream. Even if you haven't gotten close enough to hear human voices, you can still feel the hustle and bustle of this northern border town.

"Let's go, cross the city."

After saying this, the iron hooves of the warhorse under him began to pedal forward, roaring like thunder.

Just to avoid causing unnecessary misunderstanding and panic, the thousand black-armored cavalrymen came with great force but not very fast.

They even deliberately avoided the main roads where civilians and merchants passed.

Only when they arrived near the city gate did they send out a team of soldiers to isolate the common people and merchants outside to avoid chaos.

Although doing so would inevitably waste some time for those behind, everyone knew that Youbei was very different from other places.

This black land, once soaked with the blood of countless warriors, has always given priority to warriors.

Even if you claim to be a noble family, you still have to give way to these armored warriors.

Therefore, most people had no complaints about their way into the city being suddenly interrupted.

They just looked at the cavalry in front of them with great curiosity, marveled at the peculiar and exquisite black armor on them, and were amazed at the young age of these cavalrymen.

"Why are these cavalrymen different from the warriors of the Zhen Liao Army?"

"Yes, look at their armor. If I'm not mistaken, they are all Mohist armor!"

The Mohist Black Armor is very valuable.

Even if an ordinary warrior has become a captain, he may not be willing to wear this armor.

But the cavalry of a thousand men in front of them was so luxurious that all of them were wearing black armor, and all of the fine horses they rode were tall and exotic. Just standing there motionless, it gave people a huge pressure that they dared not look directly at.

Mmm, the smell of money.

"Could it be that the children of those aristocratic families have gathered together and come out to show off?"

After all, in addition to this luxurious configuration, the temperament of these cavalrymen is also very special.

Those young faces, which were obviously not weathered by much wind and frost, looked solemn, without the roughness and arrogance of ordinary warriors, and there was even a bit of elegance in their behavior.

It is obvious at first glance that he is not one of those brainless reckless men who only know how to rush into the battlefield.

And how could ordinary military families possibly train such young warriors except those from generals' families?
However, the doubts and speculations of these passers-by were soon answered.

"Oh, you're short-sighted, aren't you?"

"Don't you know that Lord Yan recruited orphans of soldiers who died in battle and formed a group of imperial guards?"

"Now that so many years have passed, if you calculate the time, those orphans are now exactly this age."

Yulin Langwei was originally called Yulin Orphans Army.

The orphans of soldiers were selected to join the army and taken care of, and military academies were set up to teach them military tactics, battle formations, and martial arts.

But later, as those generals and officers in the army became so shameless and threw tantrums, Han Shao had no choice but to open his doors and be inclusive.

In this case, it was no longer appropriate to call them Yulin Orphans, so they were simply renamed Yulin Langwei.

During this period, both the orphans of ordinary soldiers and the children of generals were treated equally.

The capable ones are promoted, the average ones give way, the mediocre ones are demoted, and the inferior ones are eliminated.

After ten years of hard work, there have finally been some results.

At this moment, as if to confirm what that man said, a voice from the special cavalry in front shouted loudly towards the top of the city wall.

"The Imperial Guards are now following your orders to clear the border in the north. Please let us pass!"

As soon as the words fell, a response came from the top of the city.

"Do you have the seal of the Lord?"

The leading young general responded loudly.

"Here is the seal, please take a look."

As he spoke, a barely perceptible ray of light streaked across the void and landed on the top of the city wall.

"Hold on."

There is no problem with the seal.

Soon there was movement at the city gate.

What surprised everyone was that, in order to welcome the thousand cavalrymen into the city, the city defense camp officers who usually did not move lined up to welcome them.

Several generals ran out in a hurry, clasped their fists and bowed to one of the young generals in the lead.

"I didn't know that Master Fengxian was coming, so I was unable to greet him from afar. I hope you can forgive me."

Looking at these people with awe and a bit of flattery on their faces, Han Fengxian frowned slightly.

He has always hated dealing with these nonsense.

Those scholars are fine, but these armored warriors are also in the same state, without any bones or muscles.

How can a coward like me go into battle and kill the enemy to help my father eliminate the rebellion?
Just as he was about to scold him, Li Shentong, who had been with him day and night for many years, quickly sent a message.

"You are of noble status, you don't know their difficulties."

"Besides, they also made contributions in the battle of Champion City. Don't mess around."

Han Fengxian's expression eased a little after hearing this.

"Everyone, get up. This captain is only following the king's orders to pass through the city. There is no need for you to mobilize your troops."

As he spoke, he lowered his voice again and added.

"In addition, the military only considers military rank, not background. You should keep this in mind in the future."

The cold faces and cold words made the officers of the city defense camp who came out of the city to greet them look embarrassed.

"Sir...Oh no! Captain Han - please!"

Thousands of riders passed through the city. Fortunately, the gate of Champion City was wide, and the long street in the city was not narrow to facilitate the passage of goods and horse-drawn carriages.

It didn't take much time to enter the city.

After sending away the civil servants in the city, Han Fengxian originally planned to lead his army directly across the city and head north.

But Li Shentong beside him coughed lightly.

"Fengxian, now that you are here, shouldn't you pay your respects to your great uncle?"

The Duke of Yan always referred to Jiang Hu and Jiang Zhonglang as "uncle".

The first person to defend Champion City.

When it comes to Han Fengxian, he should naturally be called great uncle.

However, Han Fengxian frowned when he heard what Li Shentong said.

"is this necessary?"

To be honest, apart from his father Han Shao, he was not very close to anyone else in the Han family.

Even for his two nominal mothers, Gongsun Xinyi and Jiang Wan, he was too lazy to visit them on weekdays except for visiting them once or twice during the New Year holidays.

Looking at this guy's wooden expression, Li Shentong wanted to cover his head and sigh.

Fortunately, his father was often worried that if he got too close to this guy, he would get into some disputes and implicate himself in the future.

Now it seems that his father really thought too much.

What can one achieve with such a dull mind?

"Your Majesty respects your uncle as a father. If you are disrespectful, how will others view you?"

Seeing that Han Fengxian looked indifferent and didn't care about other people's opinions at all, Li Shentong felt a little overwhelmed and simply said.

"I'm sure Your Majesty will be disappointed too."

Han Fengxian was stunned when he heard this, and then he jumped off his horse.

"Come on, come with me to meet my uncle."

Li Shentong didn't know whether to laugh or cry at his stupid childhood friend and comrade, and hurried to catch up with him.

"Wait! How can you come to visit empty-handed? Prepare a gift! Prepare a gift!"

……

Han Fengxian's identity was there, so it was naturally not difficult for him to get to know Jiang Hu.

Even after entering the door, they saw Jiang Hu was already waiting for them.

"General Jiang Hu greets you, sir."

Seeing that Jiang Hu actually saluted him, Han Fengxian was smart enough. He first avoided the salute and then hurriedly helped him up.

"My uncle is embarrassing me."

After saying this, he paid homage with great respect.

"Fengxian, I bow to my uncle."

At this time, Li Shentong, who was afraid that Han Fengxian would do something weird, also came to pay his respects. "Shentong, meet Uncle Jiang."

Jiang Hu hurriedly helped the two of them up, temporarily passing Han Fengxian and looking at Li Shentong.

"You're already this big..."

He has been the champion for a long time, so he is not familiar with the younger generations.

However, he had seen this kid Li Shentong when he was young, and in the blink of an eye, he had already reached the age of twenty.

This made Jiang Hu feel a sense of vicissitudes of life as time passed.

This feeling became even stronger when he saw Han Fengxian right in front of him.

"Fengxian has grown up too."

He was somewhat fond of his adopted son Shao Ge'er.

But he heard from Wan Niang that the child was too cold and didn't get close to anyone, which made him a little worried about the trip north to welcome the mother and child back.

"Fengxian, did your father tell you anything when you came here?"

Han Fengxian heard this and shook his head.

"Father only said to bring my younger brother back, but he didn't tell me anything else."

Jiang Hu observed the change in his expression and then said.

"Brother Kun is your father's only blood. You must be careful and cautious in everything you do. No accidents should happen."

The phrase 'only bloodline' is not a warning, it is at most a reminder.

In fact, compared to Han Fengxian, the fake son, Jiang Hu was more worried about the power behind the women in Shao Ge'er's inner house.

The Chen family of Zhuo County is fine.

Shao Ge'er originally asked the Chen family's ancestor to be responsible for Kun Ge'er's teaching and enlightenment in literary matters.

If something unexpected happens, Chen will be the one to bear the consequences.

I guess that old man wouldn't be so stupid.

Jiang Hu was somewhat worried about the remaining people, even his own niece Wan Niang.

People are going to change.

Over the years, his niece's true nature has gradually been revealed, and even he cannot understand some of her thoughts and ideas.

As for Madam Gongsun, although that woman herself is straightforward and not a bad person, she has Gongsun of Liaodong behind her.

Thinking back, didn’t he do the stupid thing of assassinating Wan Niang in the street?
In addition, although Yu was quiet and seemed to have no one to rely on, she had a senior brother, Ding Sheng, who had served as county magistrate of Langju and Guanjun.

Shangguan was born in the Prime Minister's Mansion. Although she was not well-received in her early years and was casually given to Han Shao as a concubine, the attitude of the traitor Shangguan Ding seemed to have changed in recent years.

In order to consolidate Shangguan's position, it is inevitable that he would help her clear some obstacles.

Not to mention the last Tushan clan.

The Tushan clan of Qingqiu has a profound heritage, and the immortal old man in the clan is Taiyi of the Ninth Realm!
Thinking of this, Jiang Hu couldn't help but feel a headache for his Shao Ge'er.

This is assuming he didn't know that Han Shao had buried a big bomb in the Divine Capital.

If that madman had an attack, even Han Shao would be terrified, not to mention the falling out.

But despite this, Jiang Hu couldn't help feeling a little anxious.

However, Han Shao did not give the order, so it was not appropriate for him to take over the responsibility and go in person to bring back Kun'er, the only bloodline.

"Forget it, Fengxian, you go ahead. If anything unexpected happens, inform me immediately. It is important to protect Brother Kun."

Seeing Jiang Hu's serious tone, Han Fengxian wanted to say that with his father around, nothing should go wrong, but after thinking about it, he chose to keep quiet.

……

After leaving Jiang Hu, Han Fengxian suddenly asked.

"Is my great uncle worried that I might harm my younger brother Ping An?"

Li Shentong, who was walking side by side, blinked and shook his head.

"Don't ask me. I won't get involved in your family's affairs, and I can't afford to get involved."

Han Fengxian thought about it and nodded.

"Too."

"After all, your last name isn't Han."

Upon hearing this, Li Shentong couldn't help but twitch the corner of his mouth.

damn it!
Is this guy showing off to me?
"Why are you showing off? Don't forget, I also call you uncle! If you didn't feel sorry for my father's only son, you would have adopted me as your fake son!"

Han Fengxian turned his head and glanced at him.

"So? You want to get involved in my family's affairs?"

Li Shentong's face froze.

He suddenly felt that this guy's usual dullness was all pretend.

Otherwise, why would he speak so naturally to set a trap for himself at this moment?
Just as he was looking at his childhood best friend with hesitation and opening his mouth to say something, Han Fengxian took the initiative to interrupt him and walked forward quickly.

"Let's go, while there's still time. We can still cover some distance after we pass through the city."

The son is like his father.

Although Shentong and his father seem to have different personalities, they are actually similar in nature and are both cautious and upright people.

As he mounted his horse again, Han Fengxian regained his consciousness and looked past the city gate in front of him to the north, his eyes suddenly showing some warmth.

"We're about to meet, Xiao Ping An."

He still remembered that when his father personally placed him in his arms, that little person made him feel a sense of resonance with his father's flesh and blood, even though they had no blood relationship.

"Don't worry, I'll take you home right away."

……

When they came out of the north gate of Guanjun, all the Yulin guards saw a huge stone tablet with the words "Whoever offends Dayong will be punished, even though they are far away" inscribed on it.

It is said that when this stone tablet was carved in the early years, there was also a pile of tall Jingguans to accompany it.

Unfortunately, as trade and contacts between the two sides became increasingly frequent and intensive, the pile of Jingguans were eventually removed and destroyed.

"I wish I could have been born ten years earlier, so I could follow in your footsteps and become a hero in this world!"

The young Yulin Lang sighed and lamented, considering it the regret of their life.

But this emotion came and went quickly.

When they whipped their horses and set foot on the vast grassland ahead that was watered with the blood of their fathers and ancestors, all their regrets turned into overwhelming passion.

"In the fifty-ninth year of Taikang! My father died here!"

When passing by the remains of a battlefield, Yu Linlang's eyes turned red, but his voice was not overly sad, but full of pride.

"My ancestors were also buried here!"

"My father..."

The remains of the battlefield have been smoothed over by time and not many traces can be seen.

However, the map brought out from the Military Academy had clear markings.

Therefore, when the descendants of these fallen martyrs follow in their fathers’ and grandfathers’ footsteps, they will not be unable to find a place to pay tribute.

"God bless my majestic town of Liao!"

"God bless our martyrs!"

"God bless you, my Lord!"

Bison Valley, this once insignificant little valley.

The stories that happened here have long been well-known.

At least few people in the Zhen Liao Army and the entire Youbei didn't know it.

Therefore, many people go here to visit the old place and offer sacrifices.

A group of Yulin guards also came over after deliberately making a detour.

It’s not because they are so obsessed with play that they neglect their work, but it’s the instructions from their fathers and grandfathers.

After that, they didn't waste any more time and headed straight north towards Dragon City.

This is different from the mountains of corpses and seas of blood that their ancestors had to step through on their journey north.

Their journey north was smooth sailing.

When they raised the black Jiaozi flag, all the tribes they met along the way knelt down and bowed their heads in panic.

Then he gritted his teeth and slaughtered the cattle and sheep on which the tribe depended for survival, and offered them fine wine and even... beautiful women.

It’s a pity that these Yulin soldiers are so proud, and their military discipline is the strictest among all the troops.

How could he let his bloodline flow out into the open?
So they ate the cattle and sheep, drank the fine wine, but they were too lazy to pay any attention to the so-called beauties.

Before leaving, he even left some money behind for shopping.

This caused all the tribesmen to look at each other in bewilderment, and after slapping themselves hard, they became overjoyed.

Some barbarian girls even look forward to——

When will you come back?
……

(End of this chapter)