Northern Song Dynasty Revitalization Strategy

Chapter 906
The racecourse built in Datong at the beginning was not inferior to the scale built by the Jinren at the beginning, the horse farm for millions of troops.

The horse, whose head could not be seen at a glance, was galloping recklessly on the grassland, like a brown horse, drifting slowly in the distance.

The rumbling sound of running was like a sound in people's hearts. The green grass trampled by the horse's hooves brought out the fragrance of the turf, mixed with the unique strong wind of the grassland, and rushed towards them.

The horseman galloped recklessly on the horse's back holding the whip, the loud shouts, the clear sound of the end of the whip and the neighing of the horse echoed each other in the pasture of Song Dynasty.

"So many horses? How many tens of thousands?" Cao Xian looked at the endless horses in the distance and asked in surprise. This was the first time she had seen so many horses galloping across the grassland.

Zhao Huan got off the jade rein, and also looked at the horses in surprise. It was also the first time he saw a horseman herding horses.

Hearing Cao Xian's question, Zhao Huan shook his head and said, "No, there are less than three thousand horses in a pasture. What you see is only three thousand horses. The reason why you can't see the end is because you are far away. Forget it, they are far away. There are many such horse farms on Shangjing Road, and in the spring they will select stallions and return to Datong, and do some crossbreeding and selection work with some horses from the Western Regions."

"This group of horses can only produce three hundred war horses at most, which are the mounts of Yue Fei's Beiwei Army and Han Shizhong's Shanlan Army. Buying an ordinary horse requires ten taels of silver, or ten silver dollars of the Great Song Dynasty." Zhao Huan was confident. Said perfectly.

Cao Xian asked suspiciously, "What about the remaining horses?"

Zhao Huan couldn't help laughing, and was slapped by Cao Xian a few times before he stopped laughing and said: "The rest can't fight horses, so they can't pull carts? They are all on the road, this thing can't be wasted, don't worry."

"That road leads from Datong to Zhenzhou, and from Zhenzhou to the north to Longcheng, from Zhenzhou to the west to Qinghe City, and from Zhenzhou to the east to Jingbian City and the Wang Yan tribe of Fuyu Prefecture. Except for Longcheng The Chi Road, the other Chi Roads are almost repaired." Zhao Huan said very proudly.

"The road under our feet leads to Fengsheng Prefecture. The road from Fengsheng Prefecture to Linhuang City has been repaired. Not long ago, the Ministry of Industry submitted the construction plan to build the road from Linhuang to Huanglong Mansion. They can't wait. gone."

He fulfilled his promise at the beginning, and reached the frontier of the Great Song Dynasty as far as he could go.

"See Your Majesty, Your Majesty is Antai." Zhao Ding received the news that he needed to return to the court, and after handing over the work in his hand to Han Fang, he arrived in Datong. After knowing that the official family had already visited Taiyuan, he waited in Datong Mansion up.

Zhao Huan helped Zhao Ding up. During the past few years of training in the grassland, Zhao Ding had acquired an indescribable sharpness, and now the Song Dynasty urgently needed this kind of sharpness.

It had been five years since Yanjing left, and Zhao Ding's face was also left marks by the wind and sand in the grassland.

Looking at the endless grassland, Zhao Huan asked: "Have you understood the specific situation at Mengwu? They are too closed. In terms of my strategy, I misjudged them. I think that the 32 Mobei departments are a whole. mistake."

Zhao Ding shook his head and said: "It's not the official family's fault. In fact, the official family is very big in Mobei. The minister is in Zhenzhou, and he supervises the military affairs of Shangjing Road. He also regards all the tribes in Mobei as a whole to plan, but the official family, Mengwu In fact, he was dying."

"Lu Khan of the Kelei tribe has contacted the Sun Khan of the Naiman tribe. Sun Khan led his eldest son Buyulu and his second son Bai Buhua, and with [-] cavalry, they joined forces with the Kelei tribe to march towards Mengwu. go."

"The Naiman tribe is actually the Turks. They have been fighting with the Kelei tribe for generations. They have been fighting for hundreds of years. They are feuds. They were able to unite because they saw the strength of the Mughal state. That's why they joined forces with the Kelei tribe. Conquer Mengwu."

"Furthermore, Lu Khan and Sun Khan of the Kelei tribe have sent letters to Wuge and Wanyan Zongwang of the Tatar tribe, asking for four directions to attack Mengwu, that is, the Qiyan tribe."

As soon as Zhao Huan heard about the four-way attack on Mengwu, he knew that something bad was going to happen. He asked worriedly: "Are you optimistic about their battle this time? I mean, do you think the allied forces of the Kingdom of Jin will win or the Mugwu will win?" ?”

"The 50 allied forces of the Jin Kingdom encircled and suppressed the [-] cavalrymen of Mengwu. How did they win? I thought the Jin Kingdom would win." Zhao Ding said without knowing why.

"Concubine Cao Xian, what do you think?" Zhao Huan asked with a smile.

Cao Xian was staring at a stray horse on the prairie, lost in thought, when she heard Zhao Huan's question, she thought for a while, brushed up the ends of her hair that had been disturbed by the wind, and said, "The concubine probably heard a little bit, compared to the number of people, The chances of winning for the Golden State Allied Forces will be greater."

Zhao Huan shook his head, turned around and asked, "Zhao Ying, what do you think?"

Zhao Ying closed her eyes for a long time before saying: "I thought Mengwu would win, and I couldn't explain it clearly, but I thought that accidents would happen to all coalition forces."

Zhao Huan nodded, walked slowly towards Datong Mansion, and said: "Send fast riders, let Yue Fei, Han Shizhong, Yang Zaixing, and Wang Yan be careful."

After Yue Fei received the edict, he knew that the battle between Mengwu and the Jin Kingdom coalition forces was imminent.

"I will go with the Beiwei army, and I will bring [-] horses to carry water and food. If Mengwu wins, I will attack Mengwu. If the Jinren win, then I will attack the Jinren. No matter who wins, in the end it can only be I, Da Song, will win." After Yue Fei closed the edict, he said solemnly to Han Shizhong.

Of course Han Shizhong disagreed, he shook his head frantically and said, "Fuck me, you go to fight alone! Leave me here to stare at the gold thief? Let Yang Zaixing stay, just Wanyan Zhenzhu that pig, how dare he look at it?" Yang Zaixing counted me as the loser at a glance! I will take the Shanlan Army with you. Bring our cannons, trebuchets, and caltrop guns, and when the time comes, Mrs. Gant will have one vote."

Yue Fei squinted his eyes and thought carefully before saying: "When the time comes to Mobei, you have to listen to me."

Han Shizhong nodded and said: "You are a ghost, I will listen to you, so let's go."

After Yue Fei sent a letter to the official family in Datong, he took [-] elite cavalry and about [-] Hejian troops and headed towards Mobei along the Great Xianbei Mountain.

Wang Yan's army of more than [-] characters went to Huanglong Mansion to collect supplies, followed by a mighty [-] army, stationed at the foot of Gnaigon Mountain, camped and sent a large number of scouts day and night to investigate, but there was no sign of the coalition forces. trace.

The Ma Jun's footsteps were much faster than the Forbidden Army's ten miles a day, and it took more than ten days to reach the Mobei Grassland.

"Is this the end of the fight, or is it not?" Han Shizhong scratched his head when he arrived in Mobei.

It is inevitable to be stationed at the foot of the mountain, otherwise how to get water?

Even officials who have no military knowledge can make up the story of Ma Su's careless loss of the street pavilion.

"We came early." Yue Feile refueled the horses, looked at the nomads rushing in the distance, and said with a smile: "Neng, the Qiyan Department is right there."

(End of this chapter)