"Boom! Boom! "Bursts of war drums sounded, shocking the sky, this kind of war drums is different from others, the war drums are very rhythmic, people's hearts are surging, the heart is boiling, can't help but look into the distance, but see a burst of footsteps in the distance, the footsteps are sonorous and powerful, shaking the mountains and rivers, even the earth is shaking. Pen, fun, pavilion www. biquge。 infoA group of black figures came slowly from a distance, and a huge big silk walked in front.

"It's the northern army coming." Liang Shicheng saw it clearly, his eyes lit up, even Cai Jing and the others couldn't help but open their eyes wide, looking at the soldiers and horses coming slowly, walking in front of thousands of cavalry, although the war horses are different, these soldiers only have a faint evil spirit, not as good as the Western Army in front, but what is shocking is that their pace, the pace is the same, but it seems to be very rhythmic.

"Like the forbidden army, they all pay attention to appearance." Li Bangyan glanced at it and immediately said disdainfully. Even Zhao Huan also nodded, this kind of queue training is the simplest, the forbidden army's favorite thing to do, it pays attention to uniformity, it looks extremely good-looking, but in fact it is useless, it is all showcase.

"It's probably Li Jing in front, and the war horse is good, tsk!" Zhao Huan looked at Li Jing in front of him and frowned, at this time, compared to the Northern Army, he trusted the Western Army more, and if the powerful Western Army could be held in his hands, it would definitely be a force to deter others.

"Great Song Wansheng!" Li Jing, who was walking in the forefront, naturally didn't know the thoughts of everyone on the city wall, and he suddenly pulled out the sword on his waist and roared.

"Great Song Wansheng!" The 3,500 cavalry behind him pulled out the long knife at his waist violently, the blade was narrow and long, flashing with cold light, which was made by Li Jing according to the war knife of the Cossack cavalry he had seen before, and it was only 3,500 handles so far, which took Li Jing a lot of time, but today he showed off his might under Bianjing City.

The cold light flashed, the murderous aura was soaring, like a knife mountain, Zhao Ji and the others who were watching the army at the head of the city also changed their faces, and Li Bangyan's face was like earth, and his eyes flashed with panic.

"Okay, okay." Zhao Ji nodded, although the military parade of Jin Mingchi is uniform, but there is absolutely no such hand, look at Li Jing's sassy and heroic posture when he drew out the long sword, and watch the soldiers under his command slowly advance with big swords, which is very impressive, which makes Zhao Ji happy in his heart and nods again and again.

"Great Song Wansheng." There was another roar, and a group of black infantry strode forward, their footsteps were sonorous and powerful, the spears in their hands were numerous, and the dense snow-white cold light flickered, making people shudder.

"This Li Jing is training everyone." Cai Jing glanced around, couldn't help touching his beard and nodded, he was a layman, but he was also an insider, and he didn't know how to march and fight, but he could see that Li Jing's soldiers and horses were different from those of the forbidden army. This is a kind of strict discipline, and it is that kind of strictness to the bones, he even heard it, the footsteps of these people are all together, so there is such momentum, it will be so uniform, this is different from the forbidden army.

How long has the forbidden army been drilling, how long has Li Jing's army been training, and Li Jing can train his soldiers and horses like this, which shows that the other party is not a good person. But now that the situation between Korea and China is changing rapidly, and the counties of Zhaozhou and Shexian have been lost, and the soldiers and horses of Zezhou can send troops to Luoyang at any time, can Li Jing's army of more than 100,000 troops withstand the attack of Zhutian Hu?

"Zhongqing, what do you think of these two soldiers and horses?" Zhao Ji said with a smile. The two soldiers and horses showed different styles in front of him, who was higher and who was inferior in his heart, Zhao Ji naturally had a number in his heart, but he really wanted to listen to the opinions of the audience.

"Your Majesty, although the soldiers and horses of the privy envoy are chaotic and scattered, but the soldiers are high-spirited, and they are definitely a good hand at charging into battle. Wang Hao said without thinking.

"Your Majesty, although the Western Army looks scattered, it actually advances and retreats to a certain extent, the form is scattered but the spirit is not dispersed, and the gathering and scattering are all in one thought, just like a pack of wolves, as long as they find the enemy, they can pounce on it and tear it apart, which can be called elite." Yang Jian also spoke. No matter what, Li Jing can't be allowed to win the lottery, not to mention, he can still get a good Tong Guan in this way, and he believes that in the civil and military affairs of the Manchu Dynasty, no one wants to offend Tong Guan.

"Well, there is a degree of gathering and dispersion, a degree of relaxation, and a degree of advance and retreat. There are some rules. Zhao Ji nodded, touched his beard, and said with appreciation: "In these years of the Battle of Hehuang, an elite army has been created for the imperial court, and Tong Qing has worked hard. Zhao Ji was indeed very happy in his heart, Li Jing's Northern Army was like Jin Mingchi's martial arts exercises over the years, even if it was a slogan, it was not as loud as the forbidden army, and Tong Guanxijun gave Zhao Ji a different feeling.

Fierce and fierce, this is synonymous with the Western Army, and it is definitely not comparable to the Northern Army or the Forbidden Army, which makes Zhao Ji have a little more confidence in Tong Guan's southward extermination of Fang La, coupled with the situation in the north, Zhao Ji is a little bottomless in his heart. It's just that because he ordered Li Jing's general, he can only acquiesce to these.

It's just that the other Cai Jing is mouth showed a sneer, although he is old and dizzy, the visible things are far above Zhao Ji, the cunning of his mind is even more incomparable, how long has Li Jing been in the army, how many years has Tong Guan been in charge of the Western Army, the armor of the Western Army is worn, but the imperial court's support for the Western Army is far above the forbidden army, Li Jing's armor for the Northern Army is excellent, but how much support the imperial court has for Li Jing, Li Jing is spending a lot of money to build an army, Tong Guan has a lot of money in his hands, but it is all in his own pocket, Tong Guan is the foundation of the Western Army, and soon after, the vitality of the Western Army will be consumed by it, and the fierce and powerful Western Army will disappear without a trace.

On the contrary, the elite that Li Jing consumed a lot of money to build was constantly growing, and it was Li Jing who won the victory in the end, and after several bloody battles, the Northern Army may not be inferior to the Western Army. However, Cai Jing will not say all this, even Zhao Ji is optimistic about the Northern Army, even if he believes Li Jing, he will not support him on the surface. That's politics.

He looked at Yang Jian and Wang Hao on the side, the corners of his mouth showed a trace of disdain, he didn't know how to pretend to understand, he only looked at the surface of the problem, they were all a group of shallow people. I don't know what it will look like when the Western Army returns from the conquest of Fang La. I'm afraid it will make people laugh out of their big teeth! It's just that he didn't say anything, and stood there quietly, looking at a black torrent under the city. I don't know what's going on, but he feels that the black torrent in front of him is even more filled with the aura of killing. (To be continued.) )