Kabul, located at the foot of the Great Snow Mountain of the Green Ridge, the Green Ridge is the famous Pamir Plateau in later generations, Pamir itself is the meaning of the roof of the world, the nearby gathering of the Himalayas and the Pamir two major mountain systems of the mountain knot, is the assembly of the main mountain range in southern and central Asia, it can be seen that the steepness of the plateau nearby, now, the army is walking at the foot of the Green Ridge, marching towards the north.

As mentioned earlier, the purpose of this Northern Expedition was to fight along the Green Ridge Mountains, all the way to the foot of the Green Ridge River Valley, occupy this golden communication artery in Central Asia, establish a new forward base for the Song army here, and further reduce the war potential of the two khanates.

Most of this road is on the plateau, the terrain is complicated, and the steppe cavalry cannot be used at all on such terrain.

Even so, along the way, the Song army has also fully engaged with the local natives, the Pashtuns in this area have always been three regardless of the zone, neither the Great Song Dynasty nor the steppe khanate has effectively ruled this place, this area of mountains and highlands is narrow, the so-called poor mountains and bad waters out of the people, those ravines and ravines are full of tribal chieftains like the emperor of the earth.

This place once belonged to ancient Persia, was also conquered by Alexander, and has since established many powerful states, Bactria , Kushan, Tochar, all have its name, and the people of the land of the Golden Triangle of Central Asia have almost never enjoyed peace, but they have almost never been conquered by foreign enemies.

But now the annual Northern Expedition has turned this area into a battleground for both sides.

It is the so-called gods fighting, the little ghosts suffer, in short, the people in this place are equally hateful to both the Song and the Mongols, until now, there are still many local tribal forces in this place, and they do not want to belong to the Great Song Dynasty.

Now the Song army is on a northern expedition, naturally these people will not be given another chance, in order to stabilize the rear, the Song army will inevitably sweep away the local disobedient indigenous leaders, the Song army swept from this plateau, just like a giant comb plowed, those who go along with it live, and those who go against it die.

Nakabu, which was originally the main city of a local big chieftain, was killed by the Song army not long after the battle, which shows the strength of the Song army.

Ma Zhong followed Li Zhe and kept the logistics of the army, although the task was heavy, but where was the joy of fighting in the front, he was very angry.

As soon as he got off the horse, he kept complaining when he came to Li Zhe's side:

"The locals who are hundreds of miles around have been swept away by the army in front, and no one has come out at all. This makes people go where to find a war to fight. ”

"I don't know what the bigwigs in the army think, our battalion is obviously the strongest in the army, but they just pressed us to the rear. The brothers under him are all aggrieved. ”

In fact, Li Zhe also wants to know this question, but unfortunately no one can tell them clearly.

If they are from other parts of the Great Song Dynasty, it is fine, but they are in the army, which is a bit troublesome, Li Zhe has the certificate of the military justice department given to him by the county lord in his hand, but this estimate is useless in this case, can Li Zhe take this and ask Wang Yu directly?

Looking back at the soldiers who often followed him, his sons still retained the morale of the army. Li Zhe took advantage of this period of time to train the second battalion under his command, and used this set of formations that he explored with Ma Zhong to hone his soldiers little by little.

After half a month of direct training, it is only the beginning of the model, and it is not possible to go to the battlefield to fight, but the preliminary order and prohibition have been done.

This is also the musketeers are easy to train, otherwise if you change artillery, cavalry, and archers, it is impossible for any kind of troops.

This is the horror of this new era of musket infantry.

In the past, it took years or even decades to polish the cold weapon skills, but in the Musket Age, the musketeers only needed to master the most basic movements, and the most important thing on the battlefield of war in the Musket Age was discipline, and the most important individual skills of the soldiers in the past were not so important.

Compared to the soldiers of the Cold Weapon era, the musketeers can be completely fast.

As long as you don't fight hand-to-hand combat, even a new recruit can have considerable combat power.

It is impossible for those armies of the Cold Weapon Era to outfight the musketeers in terms of attrition.

There may be someone in the army who is squeezing him out, but, hehe! What's the use of that, Li Zhe didn't come here to make meritorious contributions, his original purpose was to be able to experience his military talent, he shrank in this rear, trained such a group of elite soldiers, and always had a chance to perform, could those people stop him and make him unable to go to the battlefield all the time?

Just when Li Zhe was dragging his soldiers in the rear, he was slandering and complaining in his heart.

In the north, Kabul, the commander-in-chief of the war, Wang Yu, the commander of the Japanese army, was looking out to the north.

The place where he was a cliff, and at the bottom of the cliff was the city of Kab.

The city is the largest city in the whole region, Kabu, which means "trade center" in the local language, it is an important town on the famous "Silk Road", a famous city with a history of more than 3,500 years, and it is also a trade route connecting Central Asia and South Asia, and the center of cultural exchanges between the East and the West.

As for Li Zhe, I don't know if I still remember it, but in later generations, this city was still the capital of Afghanistan.

The city is full of monuments from various civilizations of the East and the West, and the war has not ruined much of the city's charming charm.

The city once belonged to a tribal prince named Great Harman, and the beautifully built palace that once belonged to him was still intact, but he himself had become a corpse hanging on a high wooden shelf at the head of the city.

Hold the Japanese army, expose its corpse to the city, and warn the tribal leaders who dare to come to help the war from all over the world!

In fact, if the Song people were in their own hearts, they originally disdained to use this barbaric way to show their martial might, but the history of barbaric conquest for many years told the Song people that for the uncivilized barbarian tribes, force is often the only effective way.

So the body of Great Harman fell into this miserable situation.

The Song army held the main force of the Japanese army, and it took only half a day to defeat the army of this guy, who was known as "the king of the Pashtuns, the co-lord of Tajik, Uzbek, Hazara and Turkmen, and the last great conqueror of Persia".

Tens of thousands of soldiers and volunteers rushed into the city after the city was broken.

Blood burned all over the city, and more than 50,000 soldiers and civilians died in the war, and the fate of the remainder, including a large number of old and weak women and children, awaited them to all become prisoners of the army, and the slave traders who accompanied the army would buy them and place them in auction houses throughout the Song Dynasty as circulating goods.

After the war, the miserable vanquished looked up at their king with lifelessness, spitting words of unknown meaning. Defeated by an evil army that spews flames and thunder, the eyes of these people are filled with despair.

Iron fire, blood and death! Flood the city!

But the tragic situation under his feet did not make Wang Yu's face fluctuate a little.

For him, what happened here is just the beginning, and there will be many more similar things to come. The suffering of others was the joy of the Song people, and as a Great Song soldier, the only thing he could do was to bring these to others, not to the Song people.

Wang Yu stood on the cliff, looking down on the city of Kabb, at this moment, where is he still in front of King An on the colonel's parade platform that day, he was just a well-versed old man in the army, and now, he is the master of all hosts, with tens of thousands of elite soldiers in his hands, like an eagle soaring in the sky, the eyes that omen iron fire and death are coldly staring ahead, and that direction is pointing to Kundu.