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On the third day of the first month of March, the people of Chang'an City got up early, brought the old and the young, and rushed to the wide royal street, which can be described as a sea of people, surging like a tide.

Today, the Son of Heaven is going to hold a grand hunt, and the military parade is an important part of the hunt. It's a pity that the people of Chang'an didn't have the opportunity to witness the grand occasion at that time.

This time, the Son of Heaven has recruited hundreds of tribal leaders to Chang'an, this military parade is to deter these people, presumably the scene will not be much inferior, the people of Chang'an rarely have such an opportunity, and no one wants to miss it.

The morning sun is rising, the glow is ten thousand ways, on the noon gate of the magnificent Xianyang Palace, the flag is displayed, magnificent and magnificent, in the eager expectation of the public, but the golden drum in the palace is whining, in a burst of Hongzhong Dalu, the ups and downs of the music, the emperor of Daqin led the civil and military officials, and more than 100 tribal leaders, ascended the high city gate tower.

Thousands of people on the royal street spontaneously shouted: "Long live my emperor, long live, long live!" "The cheers filled the city, like waves rising above the waves, and rising through the clouds.

This time, Qin Mu did not make any speeches, he wanted the leaders of the various departments to see with their own eyes, and under his order, the phalanx that had already been prepared came from west to east, facing the rising sun.

The shiny black military boots were neatly stepped on the ground, making a shocking sound, and the phalanxes were as strict as steel casting, exuding a terrifying majestic momentum.

The uniform, mighty and majestic phalanx of infantry pressed like a mountain, and the heavy footsteps hit everyone's heart hard, making people feel breathless.

At this moment, in addition to the sound of neat steps, there was silence in the city and under the city, and thousands of people held their breath, their eyes moving with the square.

Wait until the phalanx passes before the noon gate. The soldiers who were being inspected suddenly turned their heads and found a loud chant:

"Long live my emperor, long live, long live!"

Their movements are uniform, their eyes are firm, they have a kind of spirit of seeing death as home, and they embody the iron will of the Chinese nation.

In the face of such a gaze, the leaders of the various clans at the head of the city were intimidated by the majestic momentum, and their expressions turned pale one by one, and some even trembled. Unconsciously take a step back.

Different from their usual scattered cavalry, this kind of infantry phalanx is as neat as one person, and the powerful cohesion is as dignified as steel, with an invincible momentum, making people feel that no matter what hits such a phalanx, it will be ruthlessly crushed.

It's unstoppable!

It's magnificent!

It. Awe-inspiring!

This feeling is more shocking than the galloping of thousands of horses, and in addition to the heart-wrenching infantry phalanx, followed by the swept cavalry array and chariot phalanx. Like the torrent of steel, covering the sky and the sun, the murderous spirit of the forest, the banner of hunting, and the solemn feeling. All of them tremble!

On the tower of the city gate, I don't know who knelt down first, as if I couldn't bear the weight of the mountain-like army. More than 100 tribal leaders couldn't help but kneel down one after another, bowing to Qin Mu while shouting "Long live!" ”

There is no doubt that they were shocked and lost their souls, especially the Dzungar envoy Kherjin, who was most shocked.

The world always speaks with strength, it was, is, and will be.

In front of the powerful Qin army, even if they borrow a hundred dares now, I am afraid that no one will dare to challenge the authority of Great Qin.

The people of Chang'an City, cheering like a tide, saw this exciting scene, the mood was difficult to calm down for a long time, people like a festival, to celebrate, the wine of each restaurant was almost sold out, Guanzhong man, bold atmosphere, whether you recognize it or not, happy, please drink together, full of pride.

Qin Mu's goal was achieved, but this was not enough, after the parade, he took these tribal leaders, the Dzungar envoy Herjin, and 20,000 Qin troops, out of Chang'an, through Xianyang, and began the real hunt north to the Hetao.

In order to achieve a powerful deterrent effect, the 20,000 troops participating in the hunt this time concentrated the most advanced weapons of the Qin army, as many as 5,000 equipped with 69-type flintlock rifles, another 5,000 equipped with 68-type rifles, and 300 rockets.

If 300 rockets were fired in a volley, it would be difficult to describe how spectacular and shocking the scene would be.

But Qin Mu believed that after seeing the power of these weapons, the leaders of the various tribes would probably wake up in a dream, and they would not be able to suffer from impotence and premature ejaculation from now on, and they would no longer be able to cheer up.

Because it was all cavalry, and the grain and grass had been prepared along the way, Qin Mu led the army to advance lightly, passing through Huangling, passing through Yanzhou, going to Yan'anfu, and after arriving at Suide, he galloped northwest along the Wuding River, passed through Mizhi, and arrived at Yinzhou.

This kind of speed of marching troops, even the leaders of the various tribes of Mo Nan and Tubo, also secretly whispered, they were proud of their speed advantage, in front of the Qin army, also lost.

At this time, on the Hetao grassland, the ice and snow have begun to melt, and the tender green grass buds can't wait to drill out of the ground under the caress of the spring breeze, looking at it from afar, forming a scene of green and tender yellow, which is very beautiful.

The war horses that had eaten the hay for the winter, neighing happily, flicking their big tails and nibbling the tender grass buds, it was not difficult to see how happy they were from their demeanor.

As the commander-in-chief of the southern front, Su Jin hurriedly came from Yulin to greet him, and before he entered the city, Qin Mu took him for a walk on the grassland and listened to his report. More than 100 tribal leaders followed suit.

"Your Majesty, Qi Tate is now shrinking his forces, and it seems that he has the intention of giving up Dongtao, and the minister estimates that he knows that it is difficult to keep Dongtao, so he wants to shrink his forces and defend the Yinchuan area, which is known as the south of the Yangtze River;

However, although he shrank his troops, he did not immediately abandon the entire eastern loop, presumably he wanted to use the vast eastern loop to attack and harass our army layer by layer, and lengthen our army's battle line, so as to achieve the purpose of luring the enemy deep and making our army's logistical supply line more fragile and easy to attack. ”

Qin Mu gently shook the horsewhip on his hand, the spring breeze on the grassland blew on his clothes, and the bright sunlight shone down, making him look very bright and straight.

"What about Ma Yongzhen's army?"

"Back to Your Majesty, the 50,000 troops of Madudu have basically completed the scheduled deployment, from Dongshengwei to the area of Muna Mountain, they are all under the control of Madudu's army, and at present, Guo Yunlong's 20,000 troops are attacking Wurahai City, if this city is down, it can completely block the road for Qitate to flee north, and at the same time, he can wave his troops south along the Yellow River and enter the area of Helan Mountain."

Qin Mu nodded frequently: "Very good, very good." He paused, took the water bladder handed by the red lady and drank the water before continuing, "Su Jin, you must have sent a fine work into Yinchuan Mansion, do you have the latest information in Yinchuan City?" ”

"Back to Your Majesty, after learning that our army was coming from the north and south, rumors spread in Yinchuan City, and the army's heart was turbulent. However, the minister was worried that once the war situation became more unfavorable to him, he was afraid that he might even give up Yinzhou and flee west into the desert Hanhai. ”

Qin Mu didn't seem to be worried about this, he said lightly: "Qi Yan and Yan Xiaoman, they are still stationed in Lin Kezhai, right, transfer them to my side to listen." ”

"Yes, Your Majesty."

Qin Mu promised Yan Xiaoman that he would take them to crusade against Chitate and become a monarch, no matter how small a promise is, it must be fulfilled.

"Su Jin, prepare well, when the army I brought rests for two days, let's immediately march to Yinchuan and smash Huanglong, this battle, you will command it, I don't care, I come this time, just hunt."

"Whoa!"

Qin Mu's 20,000 army, starting from Chang'an, rushed all the way, was already very tired, and before it was about to be put into the battlefield, it was necessary to take a rest.

Qin Mu then entered the city, and in order to welcome him, the officials of Yinzhou whitewashed the entire rear office and cleaned it spotlessly.

The red lady felt sorry for him and galloped on a horse for many days, and as soon as she entered, she opened up the ya, asked the maid to put hot water, and then personally waited for him to bathe to relieve his fatigue.

Qin Mu also carried her into the spacious bucket, and the red lady saw that he was in good spirits, and he didn't feel the slightest tiredness, so she couldn't help but ask in surprise: "Your Majesty, aren't you tired?" ”

"Ying'er, what do you mean by that?" Qin Mu looked at her with a smile on his face.

"Majesty... You... You've been tired all the way, so let's rest. ”

"Did I say I couldn't get some rest?"

"I didn't ...... But the look in your eyes..."

"Hahaha!"

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PS: On the last day of January, ask for a monthly pass, dear, check the ticket folder, if there is still a monthly pass, hurry up and vote for it, don't expire and be invalid! (To be continued......)