In the north of Weizhou City, the army is about to come out, and the generals gather officials of all sizes, and the flags fluttering in the wind under the stage are shining, and the armor is reflective. Pen @ fun @ pavilion wWw. ｂｉｑUｇE。 ｉｎｆｏ

There are thousands of people all over the mountains. But it is this neat queue of 10,000 people, which does not seem to be much, but 200 steps square, it is 10,000 soldiers and 20,000 supporting troops.

Tong Jing sat on the platform steadily, with dozens of armor on the right and dozens of official hats on the left.

The altar is in the center, and the left and right leather drums are ten.

Sacrifice the kindness of heaven and earth, and bless the triumph of the expedition.

Worship the Son of Heaven again, the blessings of the heavens, the community and the earth.

"Brother, this boy is really able to talk, I don't have such a long article to read before the head." Luda and Zheng Zhi rode horses and stood under the stage, just waiting for an order to pull out the camp and set out. But I didn't expect Tong Guan's sacrificial text to be so lengthy and the process so grand.

Zheng Zhi glanced back at Luda, and there was some warning in his eyes, signaling Luda not to speak.

Zheng Zhi didn't think that this process was boring, but hoped that Tong Guan would think about it more, as if he felt that he had also been blessed. This kind of ritual seems to really bring some peace to Zheng Zhi.

"Expedition!" Tong Guan gave an order, and the drum beat was not slow, but it was a sound that shook the sky.

Zheng Zhi didn't have any more words to say, what should be said had been said countless times in front of everyone in the past few days. The two chief officials should explain, and Zheng Zhi also heard the calloused ears.

As soon as the flag moved, Zheng Zhi turned behind the flag, and everyone naturally followed the flag closely.

Not far out of the city, the scouts are exhausted, and the fast horse probes dozens of miles, and dozens of miles behind the palace.

Every sunset, naturally set up camp, surrounded by heavy vehicles, scouts patrol constantly.

Even if he was still marching in the territory of the Great Song Dynasty, Zheng Zhi still strictly implemented all the rules of the march, and it was also the inevitable way for him to become familiar with the military as a leading general.

Out of Weizhou, into the Zhenrong Military Mansion, this road is familiar, please just walked through it once.

Further northwest, into Xi'an Prefecture, it is the first time. There are many forts along the way, all of which are military forts, and many forts are the same in shape. It doesn't seem to have undergone much design, and I don't think there is much beauty, only the only criterion for fighting practicality.

There are only two ways to choose the name of the fortress, one is to take the name of the place, such as Sizicha Fort. Another kind of natural expression is a kind of good wishes, such as Ning'an Village, Dingrong Village, and Suirong Village.

Bianguang is sparsely populated, the roads are difficult to travel, and with foot soldiers and supporting troops, the march is even slower. In more than ten days, after Dingrong Village in Xi'an Prefecture, and then to the northwest, we will arrive at the junction of Huizhou and Xi'an Prefecture. A few dozen miles further north is the end of the trip.

Although the terrain is vast, it is not inhabited, and wild beasts are running everywhere, even the naked eye can often see it.

After a few days of walking, the mountains in the distance have come into view.

Looking at the two mountains from afar, Zheng Zhi opened his mouth and asked the craftsman who had been beside him: "But where?" ”

The craftsman looked at Zheng Zhi and nodded again and again: "General, this is there, the west is the Rouwolf Mountain, the east is the Killing Cow Ridge, and the place where the city is built is the place where the two mountains meet." ”

Zheng Zhi was not happy when he heard this, but his brows were locked, and he finally arrived at the place, and when he arrived at the place, he was on the battlefield.

This craftsman's surname is Zhu, and his name is Zhu Shi, and his name seems to have a professional meaning. It is the professional responsibility of the construction of the city, and he is the one who measures the design and commands. However, although this Zhu Shi was instructed by experience, he had not really built a city, but he had participated in the construction of a small fortress.

However, this building is connected, and the city and the fortress are even more connected.

Looking at the mountain and running a dead horse, it always makes sense, Zheng Zhi looked at the mountains in the distance, getting closer and closer, but he walked for three hours before he saw the mountains and forests.

The mountains and forests in the northwest are not as good as those in the south, which is also due to the climate, the forests in the south are mostly lush in vegetation, and the tall branches and leaves cover the sky and the sun, and the more south the more so.

The northwest mountain forest has a lot of sparse vegetation, and if there are towering trees, the vegetation will inevitably be scarce. It is related to the climate, rain.

The sun will set, and it will be another day's march.

"How's it going to be here?" Regarding the actual location of the city, Zheng Zhi actually had no one to discuss, and there were no specific instructions, only Zhu Shi could ask. Only Zheng Zhi decides for himself.

"General, this place is very good, the mountain road is a must-pass here, and it has to be wide left and right, but there is still one thing to be clear, so you can be sure." Zhu Shi replied with his hand, these days, Zhu Shi has been listening to Zheng Zhi's side.

"What is to be known?" Zheng Zhi's brows have been tightly locked today, and there is only one word in his heart, which is to build a city.

"Dig for water." Zhu Shi is obviously full of experience, but he is worthy of this great task of building the city.

Zheng Zhi didn't feel troublesome when he heard this, and with this words, Zheng Zhi knew that this Zhu Shi really had a few brushes.

"Camp tonight, and dig for water tonight." Zheng Zhi really doesn't want to delay, everything must be urgent, there is a shortage of water in the northwest, and the place where the city is built must be a land with water.

Zhu Shi didn't dare to slack off and quit the door.

There is no scouting at night, and all the bright and dark sentinels are out, and they have already arrived at the battlefield.

Pillow waiting, everyone is like this, Zheng Zhi wears thick armor, and sleeps with a spear on his head. In my dreams, I was blowing horns and camps, Jin Ge Iron Horses, and I woke up several times in one night.

The first time he was really ready to fight a big battle, the first time Zheng Zhi tossed and turned.

"General, come and see, it's out of the water... Zhu Shi was sleepless, and led people to dig the ground all night according to his own experience, but after all, he still came out of the water.

The sun had just come out, the morning glow was red, and Zheng Zhi, who was sleeping lightly, woke up, picked up his spear, and ran out of the camp.

Dozens of people dug the ground all night, and finally the water came out, Zheng Zhi stood by the well, with only a smile on his expression.

Preparations before the fortification of the city naturally began, and a large number of troops began to cut wood.

At this time, the logging was not for the purpose of building a city, but to build a large camp fence first, and to have a solid military camp first, in order to ensure all follow-up problems. But the great camp could not yet be built in the place where the city was built, but it had to go forward, and put the place where the city was built behind the camp to protect it.

The scout party that went out with the mission last night has also returned.

"General, there is Shengqiang, after the Rouwolf Mountain, the big tribe." Scout Confession. The party nobles are no longer nomadic, but most of the party members are already nomadic. This land of mountains is the boundary between agricultural civilization and nomadic civilization.

"How many?" Zheng Zhi sent people out last night, because he was worried about this, the party members were only separated by a mountain, and if they wanted to buy more time, they naturally had to do it. It is a while to be able to delay for a while, but Zheng Zhi also knows that he still has to fight after all.

"The real number does not count, five thousand to ten thousand." The scout replied.

Zheng Zhi was silent for a moment, and then asked: "The young and strong with armor, three thousand to five thousand?" ”

"The general is discerning, and the estimate is not bad." The experienced scouts of the Western Army naturally know everything about the party members, and Zheng Zhi's question can be regarded as the right question. Nomads, twelve or thirteen can take a knife to fight on a horse, live a barren life, and when they are young and strong in their thirties, they will quickly wither away. Therefore, the tribe with armor, according to half of the calculation, although it is more, but it is also normal.

"Send more scouts, attack the camp tonight." Zheng Zhi didn't think about the struggle, it seemed that it should be so, as if he had entered a state, only you lived and died. It doesn't matter how cruel people are, but it's also cruel.