The imperial capital, boiling.

Countless young people with the dream of "Ranger Chang'an, Galloping Horses in the Downtown City" have responded to the call, brought their own weapons and horses, and prepared to go to Biansai.

The desert is reckless, and the wind and sand are long.

The two armies faced each other, and the people shouted and neighed.

A handsome young man jumped out, several ups and downs into the enemy formation, a dusty white robe, like a butterfly through a flower, everywhere he went, the enemy soldiers turned on their backs, and their feet were in chaos......

Since ancient times, there has been no shortage of such ideals in the hearts of men, although most of them have been defeated by reality, but it does not prevent hot-blooded young people from joining the military camp, eager to make meritorious contributions and pay homage to the prime minister.

Even, Lou Shide, who was the superintendent of the imperial history at the time, deliberately changed his red forehead on the day of his retirement, and went directly to apply for the recruitment, indicating his will to live and die.

This is a national war!

It is about the honor and interests of the country.

This is the case in Chang'an, and even more so in other areas of Guanzhong, as soon as the holy decree reached Liquan County, some people stopped and went home silently to pack their bags.

Zhou Lang, age twenty-one.

The family has 500 acres of fertile land, several cattle and horses, and three brothers, who have military names as early as their grandfather's generation, that is, they have been included in the name of the local military government.

The two brothers have fought in the war, and Erlang has not returned yet, if it weren't for a fellow villager who came back with a letter from home last year, everyone thought that he might have died.

As for his father, he died in the last battle of Dafeichuan, and several uncles also did not return in the subsequent chaos, and even further back, his great-grandfather died on the battlefield.

Guanzhong men, there are only a few who can die in their own beds, and they are also ashamed.

Mother, wife, and sister-in-law calmly helped pack and prepare all kinds of necessities, from horses and weapons to daily necessities, as well as food and goods.

a bow, thirty arrows, an quiver, a sword, flint, and an unknotted cone;

felt hats, felt coats, leggings;

Nine buckets of fried dry rice, two buckets of rice.

Because the family has been in the army for generations, Zhou Lang knows a lot of inside information, such as ten people for a fire, must be equipped with six horses, a donkey used to carry the injured brothers, everyone has money to contribute, no money to contribute, and share it equally.

And if you have the conditions, you are willing to give more.

At night, the young wife was crying secretly, and Zhou Lang also cried with her, but he knew in his heart that his attitude was very firm, and he was willing to join the army to fight.

My grandfather said before his death that one winter, the autumn wind swept through the white grass, and the sky was full of smoke and dust, and the Turkic iron horsemen from outside the customs roared to their hometown. Although the family took the livestock in time and took refuge in the nearby dock fort with a possible amount of food, the wolf smoke cleared, and when they returned home, only a few dark beams remained on the earthen wall.

The nest that the ancestors had built with great difficulty was gone.

All the things that were not taken were burned, the farms in the fields were eaten by the horses and trampled, and some of the neighbors and villagers did not hide, so that the aliens were plundered and sent to the north as slaves and maids.

The commander in charge of the county's military government said that the Son of Heaven sent two generals, Li Jing and Li Shixian, to lead the children of Guanlong and Hedong to attack the Turkic Khan, and when the alien races were defeated, the wolf army would never come to ravage the township again.

Grandfather stood up: a certain wish.

In addition to the pleasure of revenge, he also said that he had other things in his heart at that time.

Because there are people in the neighboring village who have made meritorious service and become the general of the capital guard, a distant cousin has been honored for meritorious service, although he has not been an official, but he has become a general of the county's military government, and he has also been assigned 60 acres of Xuntian, and it is said that there are many war victories brought home.

Training, reorganization, stuffy march, out of Guanzhong, across the Yellow River, north out of Mayi, rushing to attack the Evil Yang Ridge......

Then, the first battles were involved.

In a place called "White Road" in the steppe, they heard that there were Turks ahead, and the brothers listened to the drum orders, and shouted with spears and charged, but they did not even see the enemy's shadow, so they won.

It turned out that the great general Li Jing had been rushing in front of the infantry with the cavalry, and had already beaten the Turkic Khan into the desert, and the wind and snow in the middle of winter outside the Saiwai that year were overwhelming, and his hometown was burning firecrackers for Chinese New Year's Eve.

Later, the general led 3,000 horsemen to attack the Khan's tent in the night fog, and the Turkic princes and nobles became prisoners of the Tang Dynasty, and they perished.

My grandfather said that at that time he thought that fighting a war was so simple.

It wasn't until five years later that he was conscripted into the army again and followed the general Li Jing to conquer Tuyuhun again, and the battle was very tiring, and his grandfather said that he almost thought he would not come back.

At first, there were mountains that could never be climbed, then thousands of miles of uninhabited grasslands, and in the endless blue lakes there was undrinkable salty water;

Walking well, suddenly unable to breathe, everyone was the same, but no one was left behind, closely followed by the general, who was over sixty years old.

Victory, pursuit.

Chased through the snowy mountains, chased into the wind-swept desert, thirsty for horse blood, and ate horse meat raw, until the king of Tuyuhun, who rebelled against the Celestial Empire, hanged himself, and captured the prince, concubines, and generals back to Beijing to offer prisoners.

Since then, it has been Tang Tu.

The corpse of the former king is a landmark!

After another five years, my grandfather came out of the ridge and went out again, following General Hou Junji to conquer Gaochangguo.

This old king of the Western Regions disliked the Tang Dynasty for being poor and weak, and had a heart of disobedience, and finally the catapult moved in unison, the royal city turned into powder, he was scared to death, and the new king knelt on the ground, praying for surrender.

More than ten years of horses, my grandfather became the captain of the county, half official and half civilian, highly respected, but still did not forget to kill the enemy, in the eighteenth year of Zhenguan, with the frame of the Son of Heaven out of the Kanto tour, all the way to attack the city, Goguryeo to cry and cry and flee from the wind.

It was also in the late autumn of that year that he froze one of his legs in the ice and snow of Liaodong and returned to his hometown in Guanzhong.

And the Son of Heaven of the Zhenguan Dynasty failed to raise troops again, he died and was buried in his hometown.

When the weather was good, my grandfather sat in front of his house, stroking his stump leg, and looking up at the Zhaoling Tomb of Jiuyun Mountain.

As for the new Son of Heaven, it is Jinshang.

Under his leadership, the territory continued to expand outward, and many of his fellow villagers died and were disabled, many of them came back with a fortune, and some stayed in the capital as attendants.

In Zhou Lang's memory, his grandfather was happy for a while and liked to toast to Zhaoling in Jiuyun Mountain, but then his smile became less and less.

I heard from the men who returned to their hometowns that the front-line officers were unfair in calculating their merits, withholding military rations, extorting property, and even sending sergeants to death in order to swallow up their own military rations.

Military discipline is also heard to be more and more lax, soldiers are injured but no one cares, and after the death of the war, they are not even sent home for burial.

In addition, there is indeed no terra nullius land granted to soldiers in Guanzhong.

Seven years ago, a thunderous piece of news made my elderly grandfather so angry that he threw his cane and got up.

Tens of thousands of troops of the Celestial Empire fought against the Tubo people in Tuyuhun Dafeichuan, where their grandfather once fought, and almost all the troops were wiped out.

Since the founding of the Tang Dynasty, there has never been such a defeat, and my grandfather has always said that the Tang Heavenly Soldiers founded by Emperor Taizongwen are protected by the gods and can never be defeated.

But the four towns of Anxi did fall, and my father also died in the war.

Grandfather angrily cursed Xue Rengui and other defeated generals and rats, scolded the current young man for refusing to contribute, shouted that he was a seventy-year-old man who was going to join the army, and beat his uncle who came to dissuade him with a cane.

Eventually, he was poured a bowl of soothing drink, and since then he has been bedridden and has been talking nonsense. said that he saw the alien race raiding Guanzhong again and capturing Chang'an, and some of the sons were still brave, but when he opened the arsenal, he saw that the longbow was scattered, the blade was rusted, and the gun shaft was rotten.

The sons were unarmed, facing the drumming and charging of thousands of troops, sitting on the ground and crying, and letting the aliens swing their knives and cut off their heads.

The mountains and rivers withered, and the Tang army died.

"Guan Zhong Erlang died in his own bed, he had no chance, and he was going to die on the back of a war horse to conquer foreign races!"

After saying this, my grandfather looked at Emperor Taizongwen's Zhaoling on Jiuyun Mountain and shed tears, and then died on the bed of the old mansion, surrounded by his grandchildren.

Now, the day of shame has arrived.

Datang's war machine is in motion.

Wenchen threw his pen from Rong, the rangers prepared their own ordnance, and people outside the party did not stay out of the matter.

Meng Fan didn't care what kind of children he loved, he stood on top of the temple at this moment, expressing his willingness to join the army.