Weicheng is light and dusty towards the rain, and the guest house is green and willow-colored.

Spring is rainy, in the second half of last night, there is rain plummeting, the rain hits the willow leaves, the first lotus blooms in the lake, revealing sharp corners.

In the early morning, the gates and gates of Chang'an City were opened very early, and they were opened on the fifth watch, so that the people in the city could go out of the city to observe the scene of His Majesty's expedition.

The officials in each square have made a notice yesterday, calling on the people to go out of the city to send the army, Your Majesty's imperial conquest is a major military event, which will affect the stability of Chang'an City and Dahua's comfort, so we have to pay attention to it.

At the end of the day, on the temporary military exercise school outside the city, the three armies were already assembling, and there was a loud sound, and the momentum was majestic.

As far as the eye can see, whether it is cavalry or infantry, the armor is shining, the iron armor is shining, the spear is like a forest, and the cold light is flickering.

The pace and weapons of the procession were like heavy logs, hitting the ground, and the armor was sonorous and immense.

This school field could not accommodate 80,000 soldiers and horses at the same time, so only 20,000 elites were selected to come over to display, accept the review, and show the strongest military appearance and momentum to the people of Chang'an City, Fanbang envoys, business travelers, etc.

Directly north of the school field, a huge point platform with a height of five zhang and a length and width of about ten zhang was built in advance, and a huge log supported the table for the columns, and on the point general platform, the dragon flag flew and the flag fluttered.

On the left and right sides of the Dianjiangtai, there are two rows of cowhide drums with a height of more than one meter standing in an arc, and when they are beaten, the sound of dong dong is earth-shattering.

Dozens of wooden stakes are erected in front of it, and countless oxen are tied to it, which are used exclusively for sacrificial flags, and the head of the ox is used to worship the sky.

Although the value of ploughing cattle is very large, and they are usually protected, but when it comes to the ceremony of going out to sacrifice to the sky, it is insignificant, and it is too important to involve the national war, so it is not a problem to slaughter dozens of cattle.

The hour is coming, and the crowd of onlookers outside has exceeded 100,000 people.

Surrounded by the ministers and generals, Luo Zhaoyun ascended to the platform, whether it was the soldiers of the three armies or the people on the periphery, they all knelt down and bowed to His Majesty.

"The auspicious time has come, please advise Your Majesty!" The Book of Rites reported to Emperor Dahua.

Luo Zhaoyun nodded, with a solemn expression, took a few steps forward, and stood in front of the Dianjiangtai, wearing golden armor and a golden cloak embroidered with a five-clawed golden dragon, majestic.

"Soldiers, this Turkic invasion, going straight to Chang'an, menacing, is a matter of life and death for my Dahua, and the safety of the people, I have decided to drive the expedition in person, go north to fight against the Turks, and defend my homeland!" Luo Zhaoyun opened the mobilization scene.

"Long live Your Majesty! Long live Your Majesty! The soldiers and the people shouted.

Luo Zhaoyun waited for a moment, stretched out his hand and pressed it, and continued to say loudly: "The Turks are the descendants of the Huns, since ancient times, peeping into the Central Plains, constantly invading, pulling out cities and plundering land, burning and looting, the disintegration of the Central Plains, and the Turks are not unrelated. ”

"Even if it is far away, it will be punished! Even if it's far away, you'll be punished—"

The 20,000 elite soldiers, as well as the 100,000 people on the periphery, gathered into an endless ocean, all of them with red faces, swords and guns raised high in their hands, or clenched their fists and waved their hands, shouting in unison.

That thick masculine blood qi instantly condensed a strong force field, sweeping through the entire space within a radius of several miles, and the battle spirit was awe-inspiring.

Luo Zhaoyun's words were passionate, and the opening remarks ignited the atmosphere of the scene and mobilized everyone's emotions.

At this time, Luo Zhaoyun nodded slightly towards Laihu'er, who understood, and strode forward, dressed in armor, old and strong, with a half-white beard that looked desolate and tragic, his eyes swept in all directions, and shouted loudly: "Swear to break the Turks, protect my Dahua, the soldiers listen to orders, beat drums, and sacrifice flags——"

"Drumming, flag-"

The orders were spread by the heralds one by one, from north to south, and the voices were sung endlessly.

"Knock-knock-"

The dull and huge drum beat resounded again, earth-shattering.

"Sacrifice the flag, behead the cow!"

Fifty strong men held thick Mo swords, looked at the cattle tied to the altar, raised their swords and fell, the movements were neatly like a cold light, the heads of fifty livestock were cut off at the same time, and the blood stains were sprinkled all over the school field, sprinkled on the flag, and the blood sacrifice was completed.

This is the ancient expedition general, stimulate the blood of men, go to the border, protect the family and defend the country, it is likely that the horse leather shrouded in the body, buried on the battlefield, but no regrets.

After the procedure of sacrificing the flag was completed, after coming to Hu'er to ask His Majesty, he began to order the army to march north.

The drums of war continued to beat, and the trumpets blew loudly and loudly, and the percussion resonated in the hearts of all.

Pei Renji, Pei Yuanqing, father and son, who were the commanders of the vanguard army this time, bore the brunt of the attack, turned over and jumped on horseback, and waved the spear in his hand fiercely forward: "Sons, let's go-"

The sound of horses' hooves sounded, and five thousand iron horsemen took the lead in dispatching, and the sound was mighty.

Luo Zhaoyun looked at the rear of the team, the position of the ladies in the harem, nodded slightly, then put away his tenderness, put on his armor and got off the platform, boarded his royal white horse, and set off with the army under the escort of the Royal Forest Army.

Among these soldiers, many are from Guanzhong, and there are also children of soldiers in Chang'an City, and their relatives are seeing them off, with tears in their eyes and full of worry.

Empress Changsun, Xiao Yiyi, Xue Zhiqing and other queens and concubines gathered together, and they were all looking forward to His Majesty being able to break the Turks and return triumphantly as soon as possible.

The army left the outside of Chang'an City, all the way to the northwest, the high flag, fluttering in the wind, the team lined up, and soon a few miles away, connected with another 60,000 troops, and advanced north.

The war between Dahua and the Turks is about to begin.