"Autumn Hunting" is the name of the monarch's autumn hunting. Pen ~ fun ~ pavilion www.biquge.info

Of course, Zhang Jun knew in his heart that the purpose of this activity was by no means simply for hunting.

He clearly remembered that in his previous life, when he was looking through historical materials, there was an article in "Zuo Chuan: Five Years of Hidden Prince": "Spring harvesting, summer seedlings, autumn harvesting, and winter hunting are all in the agricultural gap to talk about things." "What are you talking about? Bing also.

In addition, according to China's oldest military book "Sima Fa Renben", it said: "Those who collect in spring and autumn, the princes in spring and the soldiers in autumn, so they do not forget to fight." "Of course, in simple and easy-to-understand modern language, it means that the princes conduct military exercises in the name of hunting, the purpose of which is to review the troops and dare not forget the battle!

In order to keep the army of more than 100,000 on guard at all times, the activities of Chun Xuan, Xia Miao, Autumn Hunting, and Winter Hunting were almost all held on time and became a common practice.

Zhang Jun came to the martial arts arena with a familiar car, and gave an order to the guards on duty, and the guards took the order and left.

A moment later, the sound of a low horn resounded throughout the Hou Mansion. Zhang Jun only felt that the surroundings were suddenly quiet, and then suddenly became agitated.

"Boom Boom ······" The sound of neat footsteps came from far and near, and there were even knights galloping from afar. All of a sudden, the loess floor was dusty.

I had already put on the armor for Zhang Jun, but I saw that he was wearing a red tasseled copper hood, wearing bright light armor, lined with chain mail, and tied with a dark color coat at the collar, fluttering in the wind, and in an instant, he became a heroic young general!

Zhang Jun held the fine iron sword hanging from his waist in his hand, stood in the field, closed his eyes and said nothing. In fact, he was silently counting the seconds.

Soon, the sound of the trumpet stopped, and the silence of the needle drop could be heard on the battlefield. He slowly opened his eyes and smiled satisfactorily. Although he has not gathered troops to practice in the past ten days, it is obvious that the soldiers under his command have not slackened. According to his calculations, the horn was formed in formation, but it took only a little more than two minutes. You must know that even if it is a first-class combat readiness of the missile unit in later generations, it will take two minutes for the soldiers to assemble.

At this time, a middle-aged man in the phalanx came out of the crowd, walked in front of Zhang Jun, knelt on one knee, hugged his fists and bowed his head, and said: "Captain Wang Meng, pay homage to the general!" ”

Zhang Jun bowed slightly, raised his hand and said, "No courtesy." ”

Wang Meng saluted again before getting up and standing behind Zhang Jun. Zhang Jun turned his head sideways and said, "Hard work." Wang Meng didn't dare.

According to the system, Zhang Jun, as the general of the Fu army, should be equipped with 300 guards and 12 personal soldiers. Except for the personal soldiers who are his troops, these people are all subordinate to the left guard battalion of the Chinese army, and they are not Zhang Jun's private soldiers. However, Zhang Mao has always paid attention to Zhang Jun's safety, so he specially ordered these 300 people to stay in the Hou Mansion, and only need to change shifts regularly according to the decree of Bing Cao.

Looking at the strict military formation, Zhang Jun's heart was surging, this is Da Liang's armor, this is his capital to fight for the world in the future. However, now these soldiers have nothing to do with him, they belong to the Chinese army, they are the direct guards of his uncle Zhang Mao, and they only obey Zhang Mao's orders. If he wants the Chinese army to be completely his own, he still has some years to wait.

Looking to the left, there is a cavalry team, twelve horsemen lined up in a row, all black horses and black armor, their eyes on Zhang Jun are inspected, and their eyes show loyalty and fanaticism. Because they are Zhang Jun's subordinates, Zhang Jun is their general!

The official origin of the trilogy is from the end of the Eastern Han Dynasty. After the Yellow Turban Rebellion, due to the conquest of the princes and the rise of robbers, the peasants had to rely on the family name to protect themselves, they were the most important agricultural labor in the hands of the Shi landlords at that time, called tenants; The strong men among these people, together with the clansmen, guests, children, protégés, and officials of the family who are organized into self-defense troops, are called tribes and family soldiers.

In the troubled world, people have nowhere to return, the subordinates will always follow the generals, and the color of subordinate to the private ownership of the main general is becoming stronger and stronger, and the generals and soldiers have established a generational subordinate relationship.

These twelve people are no exception, in addition to guarding Zhang Jun, their families also live and work in the Hou Mansion, and they are Zhang Jun's most loyal armed forces. Therefore, Zhang Jun did not hesitate to invest in it, allowing them to ride the best war horses, wear the most sophisticated armor, and use the sharpest spears.

Retracting his gaze, Zhang Jun slowly spoke: "Ladies and gentlemen, tomorrow, my uncle will hold my annual autumn festival as usual. And I, I will personally lead fourteen horsemen to participate. ”

Glancing at everyone, he said, "There will be twelve personal soldiers, and all of them will participate." In addition, I also have to select two soldiers in the guard camp as followers, I wonder if you want to take the initiative to participate? ”

As soon as the words fell, there was a slight commotion in the array. Although these soldiers were paid monthly salaries and were treated extremely well among other armies, they rarely had the opportunity to kill the enemy on the front line and make meritorious contributions. Now that he has the opportunity to participate in the Autumn Festival with the Major General, he will definitely be able to make a name for himself in the three armies, and he is afraid that he will not be promoted in the future! Their hearts were hot, and the eyes of the twelve guards who looked at the side also changed, some envious, some jealous.

The twelve pro-soldiers also straightened their waists, although the status of the trilogy was low, but it also depends on whose subordinate. As long as you follow the major general, it is not impossible to become a general in the future.

It's just that as long as two of the 300 people participated, many of them bowed their heads, obviously not having the confidence to defeat their colleagues and stand out.

"Major General, mark your wishes." At this moment, Captain Wang Meng, who was standing behind Zhang Jun, spoke. He came to the array, turned over and stepped on the war horse led by his subordinates, holding a halberd in his hand, and without saying much, he galloped out, only to see him sitting on the back of the horse at a gallop, and a halberd dancing up and down. It took a circle in the school field before returning to the front of the formation.

Zhang Jun nodded appreciatively and said, "Captain Wang is really brave, count you in." Then he added, "There is one more."

"I'm going to participate in ······ too"

Following the prestige, I saw a tower-like man striding out, he was bearded, but he was a baby face, with deep eyes and a broad nose, obviously a native of the Western Regions.

Zhang Jun said with interest: "I don't know what is so good about you?" ”

The man beat his chest with both hands, made a tom sound, and said, "I can fight, but none of them are my opponents." After that, he said to Wang Meng, who was standing on the side: "Brother Meng, you testify to me, whether I am the best at fighting, even you are not my opponent." ”

Wang Meng looked embarrassed, but nodded in the face of Zhang Jun's inquiring gaze.

Zhang Jun inspected the audience and said, "The two of them participated in the Autumn Festival with me, are you not satisfied?" ”

The soldiers looked at each other, who dared to disagree. One of them is a brave and superior boss, and the other is a reckless man with natural strange powers, even if he is not convinced, he can't compare.

Seeing that no one objected, Zhang Jun nodded and decided: "Wait for the fourteen people to stay, and the rest of the soldiers will lead the team back." ”

Moments later, only the chosen fourteen remained.

Zhang Jun beckoned, only to see a group of subordinates laboriously carrying four large boxes, which were placed heavily at their feet.

"Open!" Zhang Jun ordered.

"Bang bang bang." The fourteen large boxes were all opened, and everyone looked inside, and they couldn't help but grin and inhale. It is not gold, silver and jewelry, but for the soldiers, it is more moving than gold and silver, it is fourteen pairs of high-grade Mingguang armor, this kind of armor, only the lieutenant colonel and above are qualified to wear, but now it is distributed by Zhang Jun to everyone.

Wang Meng saw the opportunity quickly, took the lead in kneeling on the ground, and said loudly: "I will follow the young general's left and right, and follow the work of dogs and horses!" ”

The others also reacted and knelt down one after another and swore allegiance.

Zhang Jun smiled, asked everyone to get up, and said, "How can the servant of General Fujun be too shabby. Early tomorrow morning, you will be dressed up and participate in the autumn festival with me. This trip must raise the prestige of our army and win glory for the general in front of the three armies. ”

"No." The crowd shouted in unison.

The next day, the autumn sun was dazzling and the sky was clear!

Fifty miles south of Guzang City, there is a very wide enclosure garden, which is a place for the nobles of the Liang Kingdom to hunt. At this time, to the east of the entrance of the enclosure, many white marching tents have been set up, and from a distance, they look like pearls dotted on the green grass sea, which seems to be chaotic, but in fact it is extremely tight. The foot soldiers paraded inside with spears and halberds like a forest, and the cavalry waved the hunting flag and galloped outside, like a march and battle, and the momentum was magnificent, so that the small people did not dare to watch.

At this moment, the rumbling hooves came from far and near, and more than a dozen knights rushed towards a fast horse, attracting the attention of most of the people present. I saw that the man was a young man, he was dressed in bright silver bright light armor, wearing a red tasseled gold hood, carrying a beautiful longbow on his back, carrying a white feather long arrow on his waist, the dark color of the big sword was agitated with the wind, and the war horse under the seat was strong, which was really heroic and extraordinary.

This person is Zhang Jun.

Looking at his side again, on the left is the captain Wang Meng, on the right is the Great Han of the Western Regions, and the twelve subordinates are also close behind. Except for the great man of the Western Regions, everyone was wearing bright light armor.

It's not that the man from the Western Regions wants to be a maverick, it's just that he is too strong to even wear the largest armor. Zhang Jun let him come shirtless, because his bulging flesh bumps were definitely much more intimidating than armor.

After inquiry, this man from the Western Regions is named Da Shiye, and his origin is not even clear to him, but he has been an orphan since he was a child.

Under the guidance of the marching method, Zhang Jun led the team to his camp. Uncle Zhang Mao did not arrive at this time, so there was still a lot of people in the garden. Just when Zhang Jun was about to order to take off his armor and rest. On the way, another team of people caused quite a commotion. Zhang Jun put his hand on the pergola and looked at it, his face couldn't help but be gloomy and terrifying.

It's just because this team of people is all wearing left hair, but they are not Hu people. The leader of the team is also a handsome young man, but his hair is tied into pigtails, which makes people look extremely disgusted. He seemed to see Zhang Jun, so he whipped and ran over.

Seeing this, Zhang Jun also turned on his horse and led the crowd to meet him.

In a moment, the two teams stopped not far from each other. The young man stepped forward and said loudly: "Didn't my cousin be reprimanded and think about it in the house, how could he be here?" He deliberately said "reprimanded" and "thought" very seriously, and the servants behind him all showed mockery.

Zhang Jun sat on the horse and saluted slightly: "Good uncle knows that Jun will also participate in the Autumn Festival." ”

This person is the son of Zhang Jun's uncle Jia Ji, Jia Zhengdao.

He looked Zhang Jun up and down, and said with a smile: "Brother Jun, what is the use of this Han people's armor, if you want to fight more prey, you still have to ride and shoot in Hufu." ”

"Hufu riding and shooting is not a left-hand man, my uncle is called the right way, why do you always take some crooked paths, betraying your ancestors and forgetting your ancestors, what's the use of having more prey?" Zhang Jun sneered.

"Audacious, dare to speak to my lord like this." But it was a subordinate behind Jia Zhengdao who spoke.

Zhang Jun narrowed his eyes, and his gaze shot like a sharp arrow. The part was not afraid to stare back.

"Wow yes ······" The big stone leaf behind Zhang Jun couldn't stand the rudeness of his lord, so he screamed and wanted to step forward and tear it to pieces, but Zhang Jun stopped him. I saw him slap his horse forward, face Jia Zhengdao, stared at the other party's eyes, and said coldly: "Take care of your dog, and next time, I will cut off his dog's head." Before the words fell, I saw him raise his hand and whip it, and with a "snap" sound, he slapped it the face of the song.

This whip came too quickly, and the part of the song was even dodged and not hidden, and it was hit squarely. Suddenly he was knocked off the horse, covering his face tightly, flesh and blood flowed from between his fingers, and he rolled everywhere in pain.

"You ······" Jia Zhengdao glared angrily, but when he met Zhang Jun's cold gaze, he still couldn't be hard, ordered his subordinates to take the part, glared fiercely, and walked away.

"Phew, betraying the ancestors, pigs and dogs are not as good!" The subordinates behind him shouted and cursed non-stop.

Zhang Jun raised his hand to stop, and looked into the distance. I saw a burst of smoke and dust in the direction of Guzang City, and I was afraid that my uncle was about to arrive. He hurriedly ordered everyone to tidy up their clothes and armor and ran over.

In his heart, Jia Zhengdao is just a clown who jumps off the beam, and his uncle Zhang Mao is the man who is in charge of the power of killing millions of soldiers in Liangzhou.