Time is like flowing water, autumn is over and winter solstice, and the land of China ushered in the first snow of this year.

It has been almost two months since he left the imperial capital, and Jing Ge has traveled all the way, and finally arrived at the northwest border. In the past few days, the mountains and mountains have gradually increased, and they are endless.

The frontier is vast and sparsely populated, with only scattered small towns scattered in between.

The huge mountain range separates Xiliang from Daqin, and the only fortress passage is Yanmen Pass, which is also the place where the Northwest Army is stationed.

The wind and snow did not stop, Jing Ge Lerma, staring at the border fortress at the end, there was a city, which was built by the Northwest Army.

Hidden in the vast white snow, the black dragon flag is dotted within, quiet and solemn.

Is this the Xiongguan that my father has guarded for 20 years?

Yu Yun looked sideways and saw that the ten fingers under Jing Ge's mink fur cloak were tightly entangled, and he knew that his heart was not as calm as it seemed on the surface, and it was a little turbulent.

Everyone was quiet, only the whistling wind.

I don't know how long it took, Jing Ge once again slapped his horse forward.

The horse's gentle steps left a trail of marks on the snow, which was then filled with fresh snow. They drew near to the city.

This city is behind the Yanmen Pass, and when it approaches, the Yanmen Pass, hidden in the wind and snow, reveals its true face.

Towering peaks can't even be flown by geese, narrow roads are fenced with molten iron, and huge gates weighing more than 1,000 tons are impregnable. The breath of savagery came to the face, shocking people's hearts.

"With such a Xiongguan, how can the Xiliang Iron Cavalry take a step forward!" Qianxue sighed, it was the first time she had been here.

"Who's coming? In front of the border, trespassers will be killed. A group of soldiers appeared in front of them, their swords unsheathed, their arrows wound, and the first one rode on his horse and interrogated.

This team of more than ten people, the movement of drawing the knife is almost the same, and the eyes are quietly watching the comer, and the momentum is like a mountain blocking the front. Apparently well-trained and disciplined.

Jing Ge didn't know when he would arrive at the northwest border before leaving, so he didn't give a notice in advance.

Qian Xue stepped forward and said, "This is Daqin..."

"Young marshal?" When the captain saw Jing Ge's face, he jumped off the horse without waiting for Qianxue to finish speaking, and took two steps forward to take a closer look, unable to believe his eyes.

"Young marshal, really young marshal." The squad leader confirmed that he had been to the Marshal's Mansion and had seen Jing Ge when he was young, and he was so excited that he shouted.

"Subordinates, see the young marshal." He knelt on one knee in the snow, his mood undulating like a huge wave, and it was difficult to calm down.

"Brother Chang Kai, please get up, I haven't seen you for seven years, don't come unharmed."

Jing Ge turned over and dismounted, helped him up, and said gently.

When the man heard this, tears glistened in his eyes. Seven years ago, he had returned to the imperial capital with the generalissimo and was an inconspicuous little soldier. When he had a relationship with Jing Ge and didn't want to see him again today, Jing Ge actually remembered him and called his name accurately.

"Young Marshal..."

He glanced at Jing Ge's gaseous voice again, which was so similar to the generalissimo, that he couldn't cry anymore and couldn't speak.

"Go and ring the bell and inform the brothers that the young marshal is back." He commanded the soldiers behind him.

The alarm bell can only be sounded when the enemy army is attacking or something of great importance, and the whole army is under martial law.

A moment later, the snow-covered gates of the city in the distance opened, and a torrent of steel poured out, the earth trembling, and the snow falling from the nearby leaves. The sound of horses' hooves roared like muffled thunder, coming in an instant, and stopped in front of Jing Ge.

Looking at the walls of the city in the distance, there were already dense soldiers standing full, banners waving in the wind and snow, and hunting sounds.

The torrent of steel on the road silently split into two streams, and Lerma turned to face each other, forming a passage. All the horsemen dismounted, their hands resting on the hilts of their swords.

At the end of the passage, there were more than 100 horsemen galloping over, wearing general armor, who were generals in the army, and Yang Jiashiro was also among them.

They rode to the front of the procession, again divided into two columns, and dismounted.

Jing Ge's gaze swept over these faces, most of which he had seen. In the past, he followed his father back to the imperial capital, and several of them took him to catch crickets.

"Huh."

They neatly drew their snow-bright war knives, and their strong fighting intent and murderous spirit rushed into the sky, and the war horses also felt it, and their hooves continued to neigh before they jumped, as if the wind and snow were slowed down because of this.

"See the young marshal."

They stuck their knives in the snow, got down on one knee, and said in unison.

Jing Ge was shocked inexplicably, this scene was something he didn't expect at all.

The three women who accompanied him were also moved and got off their horses.

"Soldiers, please." He said loudly.

When the soldiers heard this, they stood with their swords in hand.

"The 200,000 soldiers of the Northwest Army, except for the brothers who have a mission, the rest have all been assembled, please review it by the young marshal." One of the generals said loudly.

Jing Ge followed the prestige, the general had taken himself to catch crickets on the outskirts of the city, and the upright figure trembled slightly, his mood was uncontrollable, and there were tears in his eyes.

"How is this possible?" Yu Jue lost her voice, unbelievable. "His status in the Northwest Army is comparable to Jing Qing?!" She was amazed.

"The Northwest Legion's support for Jing Qing has continued to him." Yun'er whispered, with a look of relief in her eyes, happy for Jing Ge, and at the same time admired the late generalissimo even more.

What kind of people can make his soldiers like this?

Jing Ge strode along the passage formed by the torrent of steel towards the city. His eyes looked at every resolute face, and he firmly remembered every silhouette of these distant hometowns and relatives, and followed his father here for many years.

He finally knew that his father's inheritance was not in the imperial capital, but here.

Each of the soldiers had a straight torso, and their eyes were warm and excited, as if the late generalissimo had returned three years earlier, scrutinizing them.

The majestic figure standing at the end of the torrent is Yang Wei, one of the three major generals of the dynasty.

"Uncle Yang." Jing Ge saluted.

Yang Wei nodded, and his face, which had always been unsmiling, had a gentle color. Stepped forward and patted him on the shoulder.

"Good boy, you're finally here. I'm often worried, worried about what will happen to you in the imperial capital. Yang Wei said. I want you to come here, but it's inconvenient to say it clearly. ”

Jing Ge smiled, if those people in the imperial capital knew that they were like this, they would never let themselves leave the imperial capital.

"My aunt and sisters-in-law asked me to bring you letters and some belongings." Jing Ge handed them the things that the Yang family's daughters asked him to carry.

The tent of the lord general in the city was surrounded by a number of generals.

"This was the Generalissimo's tent, and since he left everything has remained the same, and no one has stayed here." Someone said.

Jing Ge looked around, and his father was here to strategize, dispatch generals, and preside over defense.

In front of the tent stood the vast majority of the generals of the Northwest Legion.

They were silent and their faces heavy.

Suddenly, an elderly general fell to his knees with tears in his eyes.

"The last general's ineffective protection caused the generalissimo to die unjustly, please punish the young marshal." He said sadly, feeling ashamed, even after more than three years, he still couldn't let go.

"Please punish the young marshal." The generals all fell to their knees.

In this situation, Jing Ge also has endless sadness in his heart, he has long remembered the bits and pieces with his father, and no one is more uncomfortable than him.

Now that his father's old ministry mentioned it again, his heart was like a knife, and he couldn't wait to be the mastermind behind the scenes, and tears also flashed in his eyes.

It's just that he didn't let the tears fall. In the absence of his father, he is no longer a child, and there should be no weakness like crying.

"Please, everyone, it's not your fault, no one could have predicted this outcome." Jing Ge said calmly.

"If the young marshal wants to recruit the main messenger behind the scenes, the last general is willing to take the lead in the end." There are fierce generals who speak in public.

For a moment, the audience was dead silent.

Everyone knows who is behind the scenes, and it is really amazing to say such a thing.

The Generalissimo's methods were indeed astonishing, and the Northwest Army's personal reverence for him was already above that of the state. This legion is not surnamed Daqin, but Jing. Yu Jue was secretly frightened, she observed a circle, and although the generals present did not agree with this when they heard this, their faces did not change, and they did not object.

"Don't mention such words in the future, it is the duty of the Northwest Army to defend the country and protect the peace of Great Qin. You and others are guarding here, not for the emperor of Great Qin, but to protect the people of Li behind him from the invasion of war. Presumably this is also my father's idea. Jing Ge stood up and said seriously.

Wave your army to the east and crusade against the Great Qin royal family?

Such a naïve approach will only bring endless wars and flames to the land of China. Once Xiliang Tieqi crossed the Yanmen Pass, the consequences were unimaginable.

Moreover, when the flames of war are ignited, many of these loyal soldiers in front of them will surely be reduced to ashes in the fire.

Although he knew that war would come sooner or later, the short-lived peace was fragile, the result of a balance of forces on all sides. After this balance is broken, it will be a long night.

The Northwest Army is his father's life's work, and it is also a torch he left for Jing Ge, so that he will not have such a difficult time in the dark.

"My subordinates understand." That one of the generals also felt that it was inappropriate.

"Alright, let's go and do our part." Yang Wei waved his hand and asked the generals to retreat.

"Ge'er, you have come from afar, you have worked hard all the way, you will rest for the time being, and come to my tent tomorrow to talk." Yang Wei saw that he was tired, so he asked him to rest first.

"If there is any need, just tell them."

"Okay, thank you Uncle Yang." Jing Ge got up and sent Yang Wei out of the account.

The area of the Chinese military tent is not small, with an inner room, and Yujue Qianxue and other female dependents are arranged in the room adjacent to Jingge.

The conditions in the northwest border are far worse than those in the imperial capital, and most of the buildings are military tents and some houses made of wood and stone, but fortunately, the three women are not picky.

Here, Qianxue's tense mood has also relaxed a lot, and she doesn't have to worry about Jingge's safety. No one could hurt Jing Ge in an army of 200,000 masters.

In addition to daily exercises, the soldiers in the Northwest Army will practice martial arts in their free time, and there are not a few soldiers in the three-grade realm, and as for the generals, their cultivation is even stronger.

"Miss Qianxue, if you need anything, you can always ask for it. If you are bored, you can walk around, but there are some important military defense areas, and you are not allowed to trespass and stay without an order. The soldier who received her said to her earnestly.

"Yes." Qianxue nodded.

Now that Xiliang is eyeing Great Qin, he has sent countless spies to spy on the defense, and it is reasonable for the Northwest Army to strictly guard against it.

"Can Jing Ge hang out casually?" Yu Jue asked rhetorically after hearing the same words.

"The young marshal is naturally okay." The soldier who received her replied, "Although there is no appointment from the imperial court, the young marshal is also the commander of my northwest army. ”

"Isn't the commander of the Northwest Army General Yang Wei now?" Yu Jue was surprised and felt incredible.

"If the young marshal is not there, he will naturally be a general." The soldier replied, the meaning of the words is here, that is, he is the main one, and everyone in the army knows it.

"But isn't General Yang Wei under the orders of the imperial court to command the northwest defense line?" She was puzzled.

"Our Northwest Army only recognizes the commander's order, not any holy decree." The soldier replied proudly.

It is said that Generalissimo Jingqing is loyal and patriotic, generous and kind, proficient in the way of using soldiers, and is a worldly general. Now it seems that such an evaluation is a little... Some are not accurate enough.

He is an unfathomable and peerless character, but unfortunately he didn't have the chance to see him, Yu Jue thought secretly.