Supreme Golden Palace

Chapter 90: Horse Hoof Speed

General Lu Shang gave an order, and all the generals in the tent responded in unison.

All the generals left their tents quickly. Wei Cheng, Xin Yongfeng, Shang Silang, and Boluhun went to the various tents to check the troops. Bo Ri Techi asked his personal guards to bring his golden-scaled fire phoenix horse.

Ouch! !

Boritechi gently stroked the flaming mane of the Golden Scaled Fire Phoenix Horse. The horse seemed to sense its master's intentions, and it dug the ground with its front hooves and let out a high-pitched neigh, mixed with the roar of a dragon, which shook the whole area and attracted the attention of the surrounding soldiers.

In the "Story of Tang Dynasty," the horses that can be called "BMW" are all extraordinary species, more or less imbued with the blood of exotic beasts, which is why they appear magical. This is the case with Wei Cheng's Purple Lightning Cloud-Spraying Beast, Xin Yongfeng's Golden-Eyed Camel, and Shang Silang's Thunder Leopard.

Among them, Shang Silang's Hu Leibao is the most amazing. Shang Silang is known as the Four Treasures General. He is the first generation of the Four Treasures General. In "The Story of Tang", he passed the Four Treasures to his son Shang Shitu, making him the second generation of the Four Treasures General.

Later, Master Shang and his apprentice fought a fierce battle with Qin Qiong, who stole the horse Hu Lei Bao and used it to swindle his way into Hulao Pass. Realizing their situation was hopeless, yet unwilling to surrender, Master Shang entrusted his son to Qin Qiong and then committed suicide, thus passing the four treasures into Qin Qiong's hands.

After Qin Qiong's death, his son Qin Huaiyu inherited the Hu Lei Bao and made numerous military achievements during the Eastern and Western Expeditions. After Qin Huaiyu's death, his son Qin Ying inherited the Hu Lei Bao and continued the Western Expeditions. The Hu Lei Bao was passed down through four generations and became a family heirloom.

From this we can see how precious these divine horses are. They have the blood of exotic beasts. Although their lifespan is not as long as that of real exotic beasts, it is much longer than that of ordinary species and can be passed down for at least two or three generations.

"Walk,"

After the neighing, Boritechi laughed loudly and jumped on his horse. The golden-scaled fire phoenix horse, covered with shining golden scales, carried him and galloped through the military camp, raising a cloud of dust wherever it went.

Less than half a day after Boritechi left, Boluhun brought Wei Cheng and the other two back to the military tent and reported to Lü Shang, saying, "General, we have selected the troops and horses, prepared dry food, and are ready to set off at any time."

Lu Shang immediately said, "Pass the order down and set out immediately."

"Yes,"

Boluhun, Wei Cheng and others responded loudly.

"Boluhun," after thinking for a while, Lu Shang called out to Boluhun, who was about to retreat with Wei Cheng and others.

"General," Boluhun stopped and turned to look at Lu Shang.
Lu Shang stood up, pulled out the golden wolf-head banner from the tent, turned around and handed it to Boluhun, saying, "Take it."

"General, what are you doing?"

Looking at the golden wolf-head banner in front of him, the rough man Boluhun slowly raised his big hand, then hesitated and paused in mid-air.

Seeing Boluhun hesitate, Lu Shang frowned and ordered, "I'll let you hold it."

"Yes, General!"

Boluhun's hands were trembling. After holding the flagpole, he knelt heavily on one knee.

Lu Shang declared in a clear voice, "I will be the commander-in-chief, and you will bear my banner. When we reach the Golden Mountain and enter the battlefield, you will follow me wherever I charge, and our cavalry will follow the Golden Wolf Head banner. Three thousand cavalrymen must be like a steel knife, piercing Datou's abdomen."

"Yes," Boluhun said, his face flushed as he gripped the golden wolf-head banner tightly. For the Turks, carrying the golden wolf-head banner into battle was a great honor. Even Boluhun, the Turks' foremost warrior and highly regarded by Shaboluo, had not received such a special honor.

"Set out,"

Lü Shang strode out of the camp, followed by Boluhun, holding a golden wolf-head banner. Thousands of cavalrymen had gathered in front of the camp, most of them Turks, with only a handful of Sui soldiers brought by Lü Shang.

After all, the order that Lu Shang gave to Boluhun and others was to select the strongest and most capable cavalry in the tent. Although the Sui people brought by Lu Shang were also elite, they were still inferior to the brave and strong Turkic cavalry who were skilled in riding and shooting.

In terms of inherent ferocity, this group of barbarians with strong bows and horses are more powerful.

"Set out,"

Boluhun, Wei Cheng, Shang Silang and Xin Yongfeng ordered their cavalrymen to march quickly towards Jinshan, with the sound of horse hooves rumbling.

Inside the golden tent, Shaboluo was sitting on the Khan's throne. He looked through the gap in the curtain at the direction where the cavalry were marching. His expression was stern but also revealed a bit of anticipation.

Beside him, Ketun Yuwen looked at Shabolue and whispered, "You gave all the military power to Lü Shang and let him hold the golden wolf-head banner. Do you trust him so much?"

An inscrutable smile played on Shaboluo's lips, his gaze still fixed on the billowing smoke and dust. He said in a deep voice, "Khatun, you don't understand. It's because he's from the Sui Dynasty that I feel more at ease handing him over to others."

"It's because he's an outsider that I dare to gamble everything on him. If I don't give the military power to Lü Shang, who else can I give it to? To Chu Luohou, Ran Gan and his son, or to my disappointing son, Yong Yulu?"

"More importantly, Lu Shang is someone Yang Lin has high hopes for. You know how discerning that old man Yang Lin is. A young man who catches his eye is no ordinary person. I'd like to see what kind of surprises this young man can bring me."

"I hope it's a real surprise, but don't let it turn into a shock!" When Queen Yuwen heard Yang Lin's name, she snorted, obviously harboring deep malice towards this king who was the backer of the Sui Dynasty.

"I hope so," Shaboluo muttered to himself. The current situation was too bad for him to retreat. The collapse of the Jinshan defense line completely left Shaboluo with no room for retreat.

You should know that Jinshan is the boundary between the Eastern and Western Turkic Khaganates. The area east of Jinshan is the sphere of influence of the Eastern Turkic Khaganate, and the area west of Jinshan is the sphere of influence of the Western Turkic Khaganate. Due to its special geographical location, Jinshan has become an important area of ​​contention between the Eastern and Western Turkic Khaganates.

Jinshan, as its name suggests, is indeed a real "Golden Mountain".

Whoever controls the Gold Mountain can control the Grassland Silk Road. This is an extremely huge fortune. Not only that, the Gold Mountain also contains a large amount of copper and iron ore. Occupying the Gold Mountain and forging weapons can further enhance military strength.

Of course, even if it is not for the money and the copper and iron mines, the gold mountain itself has a status no less than the sacred mountain "Yedujin Mountain" for many Turks.

After all, Jinshan is the legendary origin of the Turks. The ancestors of the Turks were the mixed Hu people of Pingliang, whose surname was Ashina. After Emperor Taiwu of the Northern Wei Dynasty, Tuoba Tao, destroyed the Juqu clan, the Turks moved westward and lived in Jinshan for generations. They were also famous for their blacksmithing skills.

The Turks even have a legend that says that long ago, the tribe of their ancestors was attacked and only a ten-year-old child escaped. The child was raised by a wolf, and later the child mated with the wolf in a cave and gave birth to ten sons.

The youngest of them, Ashina, was elected chieftain, and the cave was located in Jinshan. Therefore, the Turks have always called themselves descendants of the Canglang and regarded Jinshan as their ancestral mountain.

(End of this chapter)