Everyone came all the way along the official road, crossed the bridge on the Fenshui River, and in a blink of an eye they were close to the city wall. Along the official road, the ironclad man has three steps and one post, five steps and one sentry, and everyone is strong, which makes Qin Hui and the others change color.

At the gate of Nancheng, there are densely packed with ragged Song people, large and small burdens, dragging families with mouths, and lining up in a long line, as if they are entering the city.

Zhao Chen pointed to the people lining up at the gate of the city and asked, "Zhang Du is in charge, why is this, are there people waiting to enter the city, why is it so slow?"

Zhang Xian replied: "The crown prince doesn't know anything. For the sake of the safety of the people, Wang Xianggong decided to move the people to the city to avoid being ravaged by the Jurchens. ”

Lin Feng also added: "Don't worry, the crown prince can rest assured, when the people enter the city, we will strictly screen them, so as not to mix the Jurchens' fine works into the city." The speed of entering the city was slower, and the crown prince was asked to forgive. ”

"How difficult the people's livelihood is, you soldiers are doing a good job!"

Zhao Chen pretended to be deep and nodded: "Wang Xianggong is dedicated to the country and the people, and he is really a model for this official and his courtiers."

Zhang Xian and the others hurriedly said: "What the crown prince said is extremely true. Let's enter the city from the west city, and the crown prince will follow the lower officials. ”

Entering the West City Gate, Zhao Chen said with great interest: "Zhang Du is in charge, you take the official to the city wall to have a look, and then we will go to the Yamen."

When the crown prince spoke, everyone naturally agreed. Zhang Xian took the lead on the city wall of the West Gate, and as a guide, he led everyone to walk along the city wall.

In the cold wind, the soldiers on the city wall stood still, one by one like spears, and the traces of axes and machetes on the armor of the soldiers were impressive.

Qin Hui couldn't help but be stunned for a long time, his back was cold. Under Wang Song's command, there are such majestic tigers and wolves, no wonder the Jurchens have repeatedly returned with feathers. If Wang Song was in power one day, wouldn't he die without a place to be buried?

When everyone walked to the south gate, the people who had been inspected entered the gate one by one. The people walked through a clearing, stopped in front of a long steaming house, and then one by one, after registering their names and belongings, they put down their bags and went inside.

Li Ruoshui was puzzled, and thought that the officers and soldiers took the opportunity to blackmail the people, so he pointed to the city and asked: "Zhang Dutong, when the people enter the city, you don't go to properly arrange their accommodations and let the people go to their own places, but let them gather here, put down their belongings, strip off and check, what is the matter?"

Lin Feng hurriedly stepped forward and said, "Governor Li, when the people enter the city, they must first check their bodies to see if they are sick. Then it's a matter of bathing, cleansing, and putting on new clothes to immunize the spread of disease. ”

Li Ruoshui's face turned red, and then he suddenly realized.

He looked closely, and sure enough, he saw men and women in two rows, each entering in front of a different house, and then old clothes were constantly being thrown out of the room. The soldiers wearing masks and gloves threw their old clothes into the steaming iron pot next to them, and the dirty ones were thrown into the fire and incinerated.

At the exit of the bathing house, you can see people who have washed their bodies and hair, wearing new clothes, and queuing up to receive their old belongings. Then the people went to report to the soldiers, registered according to their families, singles, etc., and allocated housing, and no one dared to blow up the stabs.

Li Ruoshui couldn't help asking: "With so many people, do you have so many clothes for them in the army, and are the houses enough to live in?"

Lin Feng replied: "Back to Governor Li's mansion, there are more than 93,000 people. The clothes were all obtained by the seized gold and squeezed out by the soldiers, and they were enough. Although there are fewer houses, they are always enough to squeeze in. ”

Lin Feng used to deal with Song officials, and knew that the relationship was complicated, and no matter how many they captured Taiyuan City, they couldn't let these officials find flaws.

He is now an official in the army, so it is natural to pay attention to his identity and separate himself from these political officials. These political officials have good personal sentiments and are upright, but when it comes to governing the localities, persuading the people to do agriculture, and paying taxes for industry and commerce, it is "difficult to explain".

"Sensationalism and buying people's hearts, in this way, there is only Wang Song in the hearts of the people, so there is a court?"

A civil official in the back complained, and everyone glared angrily, and the civil official stopped talking, but his expression seemed to be very disdainful.

Li Ruoshui was about to continue the interrogation, when suddenly, in the crowd at the city gate, two men drew their knives, cut down the two Song soldiers, and ran desperately out of the city, not knowing what happened.

The officer came up and said that he had found two Jurchen Xizuo, whose identities were exposed, and he took a desperate risk, slashed the soldiers who were being checked, and wanted to escape.

The two fine works did not escape far before they were knocked to the ground by the feathered arrows of the soldiers, and dragged back, leaving a trail of blood.

Qin Hui's face turned pale, and he scolded sharply: "Zhang Xian, this is Taiyuan City under your jurisdiction, thieves are rising, and meticulous work is everywhere. If you hurt the crown prince and the ministers, will you be responsible? ”

"Just a few fine works, where did the thieves come from?"

Zhang Xian turned his head and cautiously said to Zhao Chen:

"The crown prince, when the people enter the city, Fanzi can't speak Song dialect, and the buns are different, so it's difficult to blend into the city. As for those Han Er's meticulous works, as long as they stay in the city for a long time, they will definitely be discovered by the secret posts in the army, and the crown prince and you don't have to worry. ”

Zhao Chen nodded and said, "Qin Zhongcheng, don't make a fuss. This place is already a border land, and it is rare for the soldiers of the Loyal and Righteous Army to recover like this. ”

Only then did everyone feel nervous. This majestic northwest city is already at the forefront of the battle between Song and Jin, and the sound of Jin Ge's drums and horns is contending, and the next big battle may happen soon.

Now it seems that this majestic city has given everyone psychological comfort.

Most of the new city was not built, and the southwest became a huge military camp and school yard. Everywhere everyone went, the order was orderly, the military discipline was strict, and the tiger and wolf soldiers in armor patrolled back and forth, and the atmosphere was strict.

Especially on the field, thousands of iron horsemen were violent, the horses were crowded, and the knights were so agile that Zhao Chen and the ministers were dumbfounded and couldn't move their eyes for a long time.

"Zhang Dutong, this official wants to see the military prestige of my Great Song Dynasty official army, I don't know if it's possible?"

Zhao Chen was full of interest, Zhang Xian did not dare to slack off, and hurriedly passed down the military order.

"Beat the drums and gather the generals, and all the armies gather!"

The drums of "dong dong dong" sounded, and then the whistle sounded one after another. Countless sergeants in helmets and armor came to the front of the high platform, in an orderly manner, in columns, in teams, with the same pace, all in a straight line, running, instantly filling this battlefield.

The officers commanded loudly, and the straight lines were in place, and a huge rectangle was quickly formed, and the knife and axe were chiseled, and it turned out to be a neat and neat rectangular square.

Followed by the cavalry, their horses were neat, rows of steel guards were lined up like walls, spears were like forests, long knives were dazzling, quivers were full, and everyone was fierce.

The shield is like a wall, and behind it are artillery and grenadiers, all of whom are dark and strong, and everyone is a strong soldier.

Infantry, cavalry, artillery, grenadiers, swords and shields, soldiers one by one put on helmets and armor, swords and guns like a forest, not moving at all, even the cavalry is as steady as a rock, looking from afar, a murderous aura rushed to the face, watching Zhao Chen's staff, a cold air rose in the bottom of his heart.

Looking at the straight lines, the sergeants stood solemnly under the winter rain, not moving at all, Zhang Shuye and the others were frightened and afraid.

Wang Song's training is becoming more and more sophisticated, and his subordinates are as elite as they are, which is enough to add a yellow robe and change the dynasty.

Looking at the armies of the Great Song Dynasty, some people are trained hundreds of soldiers, and they are as strong as Si, while Wang Song is thousands of troops and horses, and his subordinates are so elite, how can this make people feel at ease?

Some civil servants were pale, and they just wanted to flee the place, to avoid the oppression. Some people are secretly vigilant, such tigers and wolves are not returned to the imperial court, and heaven does not tolerate it.

With this male soldier in hand, he can immediately cross the sword and dominate the world. Uncle Zhang sweated on his head at night, such an elite, even if it was a Jurchen elite cavalry, it was not far behind.

"Pikemen, up!"

The officer shouted.

"Hah!"

The pikemen in the first row took a step forward, flattened their guns, twisted their waists, stabbed and retracted, as if they were one person.

"Cavalry, up!"

A thousand horsemen drew their long knives, slowly came out, and rode on horseback, they quickly increased the speed of their horses, and advanced wildly in a sharp formation, followed closely by a thousand knights, stretched out their bows and arrows, and shot at the shooting range on the side.

Two thousand horses galloped, and the earth shook, and it was menacing and overwhelming.

"Sword and shield hand! Grenadier!"

"Hah!"

The sword and shield man shouted and raised his shield, and the grenadier stepped out from behind, and threw out one by one round iron bumps that covered the sky and the sun, and fell 50 paces in front of him.

"Crown Prince, if you go to the battlefield where the two armies are fighting, this round of three hundred earth-shattering thunders, whether the Jurchens are cavalry or foot soldiers, will have to fall at least three or five hundred people."

Zhao Chen was full of interest, his little face turned red, and he nodded frequently.

"The Loyal and Righteous Army, it is indeed the tiger of the country, the official is very happy, he is very happy!"

The yellow, black, and shiny artillery pieces were neatly arranged, and I had long heard that the firearms of the loyal and righteous army were unparalleled in the world, and it was only when the black and faint muzzles pointed at them that everyone felt frightened from the bottom of their hearts.

"Zhang Dutong, how many cannons are there in the city, and how powerful are they?"

Zhang Jun, the new Hedong Observatory, faced with thousands of tigers and wolves, his back was already soaked at the moment, and his heart was even more shocked.

Zhang Xian looked at Zhang Jun, the two met in Tokyo City, but they did not have a friendship.

"Zhang observed that there are 400 artillery pieces in the city. One launch, within 300 steps, can kill and injure 300 to 500 opponents. If it is a field battle outside the city, within a range of 100 steps, the cannon can be fired three times in a row. Coupled with a bow and crossbow, it is very effective against the cavalry of the Jin people. ”

Zhang Jun couldn't help sweating, let out a long breath, and nodded again and again: "Sure enough, it's a weapon of the country, good, good!"

When the seed division was defeated and retreated to Taiyuan, he led hundreds of troops to break through the siege in Yuci and killed more than 500 Jin soldiers, but his brothers were also lost.

As a general who had personally fought with the Jin, he knew how difficult it was to deal with the Jurchen cavalry. These cannons can deal with thousands of Jurchen cavalry at a range of 200 paces, which is really appalling!

All the ministers on the stage are pale, such a tiger and wolf warrior, no wonder they can compete with the Jurchen army. The murderous aura on these people alone already makes people shudder.

Looking at the solemn tiger and wolf division below. His expression was indifferent in the cold wind, motionless, silent, and Zhao Chen couldn't help but be excited.

The forbidden troops in Tokyo City are all tall and mighty, with red lips and white teeth, but if they fight, I'm afraid that a few of them are not the opponent of these people!

"It's a pity that Xianggong Wang is not here, otherwise the official must let him tell him, how did these martial artists, the sharp blades of the country, come up with them?"

Zhao Chen's tone was quite regretful.

Qin Hui and Zhang Jun glanced at each other, and a chill suddenly felt in their hearts. It is really disturbing that such a strong army is not controlled by the imperial court.