At the moment in Chang'an City, the weather has cooled down.

As the sun set, dozens of young porters walked in from outside the city. They came to a dilapidated courtyard in the northern city, where they rested. They were all only seventeen or eighteen years old, and they were all young people who had lost their relatives during the Jurchen occupation of Chang'an. Their leader was called Yang Zheng, and Yang Zheng was slightly older than the others, already in his twenties.

"Brother Yang, it's time to eat!" After a while, a young man shouted.

The young man named Yang Zheng nodded, and he took the rest of the youth to eat with him. The so-called rice is just porridge with steamed buns, and there are no dishes to eat, but everyone still eats with relish. After a tiring day, any meal is delicious.

"Brother Yang, when are we going to Hanzhong?" During the meal, a young man asked.

"We won't have to go out to work tomorrow! Let's go to Hanzhong tomorrow! Yang Zheng took a sip of porridge and said.

"What? Tomorrow? The young men were taken aback!

They already knew the news that they were going to Hanzhong, but they didn't expect it to come so quickly!

"Not bad! Tomorrow! I also just got the notice from above, let's go to Hanzhong tomorrow with the rest of the young people in Chang'an City! We want to see Your Majesty, and beg Your Majesty to promise us to set up a death army and fight to the death with the Jurchens! Our parents and relatives died at the hands of the Jurchens, we must fight with the Jurchens! Yang Zheng gritted his teeth and said.

"Leaving tomorrow, doesn't that mean we will soon see Your Majesty?" There are young people who are excited to say authentically.

"Yes! We'll see Your Majesty soon! Your Majesty is a great man from heaven, and if we study His Majesty's words and writings every day, I have long been eager to meet His Majesty in person! Now that day is just around the corner! Yang Zheng was also very excited.

He stood up and looked at the sunset in the sky, and his mood was agitated! In history, he is not an ordinary person, he is Wu Jie's deputy, and he followed Wu Jie's southern expedition to the north! It's just that now history has changed, Wu Jie went to Sichuan, and he is now the leader of the orphan porters, and he is also one of the bottom personnel developed by the Propaganda Division!

This night, these porters were so excited that they couldn't sleep!

By the next morning, before dawn, they had already gotten up in a hurry! It's already autumn, but they don't have any extra clothes on them, they just wear a thin coat, and under the leadership of Yang Zheng, they go outside!

When they came outside, they found that the young people from all over Chang'an had already come out early! On this day, the city gate of Chang'an City also opened very early, and countless young people came to the outside of Chang'an City, and Yang Zheng also led dozens of his brothers to the outside!

"Don't mess around! Those from the north city gather here, those from the east city and the west city meet there, and those from the south city meet in front! And the ones outside the city and those in the south of the city are together! We're going to count the numbers before we head to Hanzhong! A middle-aged man in a military uniform shouted triumphantly.

In addition to this middle-aged man, there are countless soldiers there to maintain order and count the number of people!

These young people have not undergone any training before, and at this moment, the young people of the entire Chang'an City are gathered here, and there is chaos for a while! It took a full hour for these young people to line up in an orderly manner, and the number of young people was counted!

"Captain Liu, there are more than 73,000 people in total!" A soldier approached the middle-aged man and said.

"There are so many people! Along the way, they have to arrange their food and drink, which is a lot of money! However, this is a major event arranged by the Military Aircraft Department, and we must implement it well! The middle-aged man nodded.

After another half an hour, these more than 73,000 young people from Chang'an began to head west, and their destination was Hanzhong! The 73,000 youths were divided into seventy-three teams, each with more than 1,000 people! Each team was not very far away from each other, and they shouted at each other to go forward!

On the first day, these 73,000 young people were extremely excited! They had already received orders from "above", or had received word of mouth from other young people, knowing that the purpose of going to Hanzhong was to meet His Majesty Xuanwu, the "great man" and "saint" in their hearts, and to petition His Majesty Xuanwu to form a death army and fight to the death with the Jurchens! It can be said that these young people are the first to realize militarization, regardless of their background, whether they are scholars or martial arts practitioners or people who do hard labor, they all have a belief in their hearts: they are Han Chinese, their own nation has an incomparably glorious history, but now this once glorious nation is about to be wiped out by the Jurchen barbarians. Every clansman must stand up and fight to the death with their own lives! Everyone has such a belief, and naturally they are extremely excited about the establishment of the so-called "Death Army"!

However, Chang'an City is too far away from Hanzhong, and it will take at least a month to reach Hanzhong with ancient transportation conditions! The time they agreed on was the Mid-Autumn Festival, and now there is only more than half a month left before the Mid-Autumn Festival! Therefore, even at night, they dare not stop their steps, and they still have to hurry at night!

In this era, men are inferior to women, and the status of men is much higher than that of women, and the male is the male protagonist and the female protagonist, so these Chang'an youths are all composed of men! Even so, after a day and a night of traveling, they were a little tired!

For the next few days, they traveled like this, resting only for an hour or two every night! They passed all the way through martial arts and Fufeng, and when they got there, they knew that the young people there had also gone towards Hanzhong City! It turns out that it is not only their youth in Chang'an, but almost all the young people from all over the country are moving towards Hanzhong City at this moment!

Yang Zheng felt so small among countless young people! In this team of more than 70,000 people, anyone will feel the strength of their small collective!

After that, they passed by the Dasan Pass, and outside the Dasan Pass Monk Yuan, they looked at the place where Wu Jie's defeat of the Jin soldiers at the beginning, and everyone was excited! Many people wish that they were also Wu Jie's subordinates at the beginning, as long as they can defeat the Jurchens, even if they die on the battlefield, they are willing!

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When they came to the foot of the Qinling Mountains, they saw the young man who came from Jingyuan here! There are about 30,000 young people who came to the original road!

The two youth teams met and greeted each other, they both came for a purpose, and they laughed and excited each other!

Finally, on the afternoon of August 13, they came to the outside of Hanzhong City!

Here, flags are flying and people are crowded! Young people from all over the world are gathered here!

The entire Chang'an City is full of young people's camps within a hundred miles! I don't know how many young people are here! The grain and grass materials of Hanzhong City are also being sent to these young people in a steady stream!

After the arrival of the young people from Chang'an and Fengxiang Mansion, the next ones are some small teams! It can be said that at this moment, young people from all over the country have basically gathered here!

On a hill outside Hanzhong City, Wang Shuzheng and dozens of officials of the Propaganda Department are here, and the messages of the young people below are constantly being sent to the top!

"Lord Wang, the young people from Hanzhong, Guanshan, and Northwest China have basically come to Hanzhong City! There is only the Sichuan area, where the power of our propaganda department is limited, and the local family power there is extremely powerful, so the number of young people who come from there is limited! Now the total number of young people who have arrived has reached 1,455,000! There may be others to come tomorrow! An official from the Propaganda Department said.

"One million four hundred and fifty-five thousand! That's a lot of people! All of them are young people, and they can all enlist in the army! Great, that's great! Wang Shu was also a little excited at the moment.

"Yes! If these 1.45 million people enlist in the army, our Great Song Dynasty will no longer lack soldiers! The official from the Propaganda Department was also excited.

"Still, it's not enough! Sichuan has a large population and the largest number of young people there, so it would be great if we could mobilize young people from all over Sichuan. Wang Shu said.

"My lord, the resistance in Sichuan is too great! Now the rent reduction order of the imperial court has not yet been implemented in Sichuan, let alone our propaganda department! We relied on the rent reduction order to open up the situation in various places! The official said.

"You're right, Sichuan's resistance is too great, it's just that, think about Sichuan's problems in the future! Now, soon these millions of young people will see Your Majesty! With so many people, there must be no chaos! You must keep order! Let them enter Hanzhong City one after another and meet Your Majesty one after another! Wang Shu said.

"Yes!" The official promised to come down!

"There should be extraordinary people among these young people, you find a few people, I want to meet these people!" Wang Shu said again.

At that moment, the official agreed again, and when it was dusk, several young leaders came to Wang Shu, led by Yu Yunwen.