Zhenjuncheng, one of the ten military cities in Ningzhou, is an important border town in Daliang that took more than 30 years to build.

Because of the loss of the border defense line between Qingyou and Youzhou, Ningzhou was directly exposed to the Darong Iron Cavalry.

The boundary of Ningzhou is basically dominated by plains, and it is completely a testing ground for cavalry to go south and plunder.

And Ningzhou can't give up casually, once Ningzhou is abandoned, the north of Daliang can be said to be open, and the Daei cavalry drove straight into Kyoto.

In order to consolidate Kyoto, after the two prefectures of Qingyou were ceded, the soldiers and horses stationed in Ningzhou were maintained at 300,000 all year round.

At the same time, in order to better protect the local people, they were all moved into ten military cities, as well as several acropolis scattered near the military cities.

It can be said that in Ningzhou, the so-called county system is useless, only the generals who control the military city.

The ten military cities, as well as the thirty nearby acropolises, are like nails, nailed to the boundary of Ningzhou.

These forty cities are deployed in a triangular pattern, cooperating with each other in defense and cooperation, and no matter which military city is attacked, the nearby acropolis will be reinforced in time.

Under this mutual cooperation, Ningzhou, the boundary of Pingchuan, stubbornly resisted the attack of Darong for two hundred years and protected the hundred-year foundation of the Suliang royal family.

This slightly clumsy way has advantages and disadvantages, the good thing is that it can prevent the long drive of the Darong cavalry, and the disadvantages are also obvious, the Daliang soldiers can only be like turtles, passive defense.

The people of Ningzhou have lived in the military city almost all their lives, and they don't even think about going out of the city.

But after thinking about it, after all, after losing the two states of Qingyou and the natural line of defense, if you can sacrifice a state to protect the safety of the northern part of Daliang, what is this kind of sacrifice.

Su Qi'an's gaze retracted from this depressed environment, his legs between his horses, and the group of people quickly walked through the desolation in front of them and headed towards Zhenjun City.

The location of Zhenjun City is not on the border of Daeong, but the second city in the form of a triangle, and the location is not too advanced.

Along the way, it was safe, and the Split Mountain Army was like a torrent, quickly running on the desolate official road.

After running wildly for about an hour, there was some gray space in front of me, and a huge black giant city that looked like a mountain appeared.

The size of this black city made Su Qi'an feel frightened, and compared with Lingbei County, the two were not of the same magnitude.

After a cursory glance, it is at least dozens of times larger than Lingbei County, and the black city wall has an inexplicable sense of vicissitudes.

The walls are so thick that even black powder can only leave a small pit on the surface of the wall.

This is the military city that took 30 years to build!

Xie Cang was about 100 meters away from the Zhenjun City, so he stopped, and before Xie Cang could speak, a loud voice sounded on the city covered by yellow mist.

"Dare to ask the person below, but is it the Marquis of Lingdong?"

"It's Ben Hou, open the door quickly."

Xie Cang's voice fell, and immediately after, the two huge iron doors in front of him let out a heavy creak, and then slowly opened.

Xie Cang greeted, and the Split Mountain Army behind him quickly followed, and soon everyone entered the city.

After a short period of darkness, the light flashed, and what appeared in front of Su Qi'an was an extremely lively scene.

There is no end in sight to the people coming and going, and there are at least a dozen main roads in the city.

The shops on both sides are densely packed, and many noisy sounds are endless.

There are not necessarily so many main roads to be built in the city, even in the county.

Moreover, the size of the military city is beyond Su Qi'an's imagination, and it is roughly estimated that the people in the military city are at least hundreds of thousands, which is about the same as the county town.

However, in the city, I saw more soldiers patrolling from time to time than so-called vendors.

These soldiers, perhaps stationed at the border all year round, their faces were tense.

Su Qi'an believed that as soon as there was any disturbance in the city, the broadswords in the hands of these soldiers would fall on the heads of the rioters as soon as possible.

When Su Qi'an entered the city, he didn't have time to see the scale of the town's military city, and after a while, a team of soldiers came to him and took Xie Cang and the other Split Mountain Army away from here.

Turning into a small road from one of the main roads, and after walking for a long time, Xie Cang dismounted and separated from the Split Mountain Army.

Just took Su Qi'an towards a step, and walked up, the steps were not long, about twenty or thirty meters.

As soon as they finished, Su Qi'an and Xie Cang came to a big mansion, looking around, and a group of patrolling soldiers walked back and forth with solemn expressions on their faces.

Even if they passed by Su Qi'an and Xie Cang's side, they didn't make any moves, as if they didn't exist, they walked straight away.

"This is..."Su Qi'an seemed to have discovered something, and murmured softly in his heart, and suddenly, a clear voice suddenly sounded.

"Haha, Brother Xie is really late, let's really wait, I thought Brother Xie wouldn't come this time."

Su Qi'an turned his gaze, and in the house, several young people walked out with a smile.

They are not very old, they are about the same as Xie Cang, they are wearing gold silk soft armor, although they have a smile on their faces, they always have a feeling that makes Su Qi'an disgusted.

These people are no one else, just like Xie Cang, they are all marquis and noble, but unlike Xie Cang, Xie Cang's marquis is relying on himself on the battlefield, and he fights little by little.

And they are backed by their own family forces, making some military achievements in the army, and those who are promoted are, to put it bluntly, gold-plated.

Whoever makes these people have a strong family background, pick out one at random, their grandfather and grandfather are all national princes.

As long as they are on the battlefield, pick up the leaks, and make a few military exploits, it is normal for them to be awarded the title of marquis.

For these gentlemen who took the initiative to greet the marquis, Xie Cang was not cold at all, not salty or indifferent, "Even if you don't come, Ben Hou will not be late, I don't have time to chat with you here, Ben Hou has something important to discuss with Fan Lao, what should you do, say goodbye." ”

After the words fell, Xie Cang took Su Qi'an without looking at these gentlemen, and walked directly into the mansion.

Xie Cang walked away, and several young marquis with a smile on their faces instantly changed their faces.

One of them said coldly, "Hmph, isn't it just a few wins?" What to pretend, I really think I'm a character. ”

"That's it, Brother Liang, I just said, this Xie Cang is the master who doesn't enter the oil and salt, isn't it because he has the support behind him, so he is so arrogant, who doesn't have a prince or something."

"Brother Zheng Liang, look at it, this battle, let him show off, it's best to put all his Splitting Mountain Army into it, when there is no Splitting Mountain Army, Xie Cang will not let us handle it."

Zheng Liang, who was the leader, had a hint of gloom in his smiling eyes, but he recovered quickly, he nodded and said softly.

"Well, you're right, although we have contradictions, but the big war is imminent, I thought that the war would be resolved first, alas, it seems that Xie Cang is still the same."

"Harm, Brother Liang is too kind-hearted, this kind of person is a stone in the pit, smelly and hard, Brother Liang, don't worry about him, let's go, let's go and see, what is this Xie Cang doing."

The marquis beside him walked towards the mansion while currying favor with Zheng Liang.

In this mansion, there is only one lobby, and the lobby is very large, and there is no problem with accommodating hundreds of people.

In the middle of the lobby, a huge sand table sits and occupies a fifth of the area.

Beside the sand table, there were countless people around, led by an old man with gray hair and at least seventy years old.

The old man was wearing armor, even if he was old, but he was in good spirits, his eyes were not cloudy at all, and there was a flash of light from time to time.

This person is the city lord of Zhenjun City, Fan Wenzhong!

At the same time, he is also the commander in charge of the war in Ningzhou this time, don't look at Fan Wenzhong as just a general, but anyone present, even those gentlemen, see him, they have to restrain their arrogant temperament and show respect.

Not for anything else, this Fan Wenzhong is very familiar with their grandfather and grandfather, and they are comrades-in-arms, if it weren't for the fact that Ningzhou needed a prestige general to sit in charge.

With Fan Wenzhong's military exploits and political achievements over the years, it is more than enough to become a national prince.

And Fan Wenzhong stayed in Ningzhou for 30 years.

And his old brothers have long since become the high-ranking and powerful princes of Da Liang, and he has only been a general for so many years.

In the past thirty years, in fact, as long as Fan Wenzhong speaks, it is very simple to leave Ningzhou.

But this veteran, in order to ensure the safety of the northern border of Daliang, never opened his mouth to apply for transfer.

Do your best to dedicate everything to Da Liang.

That is, Fan Wenzhong's righteousness for the country and the people, even if he is only a general, but his quality, in the Daliang Army, anyone who sees it will call an old general.

It is precisely because of his loyalty that Fan Wenzhong is also the first person to control the military power of the 300,000 army.

"No matter who rebels, Fan Wenzhong will not rebel!"

This is the evaluation of Fan Wenzhong by the emperor of the previous dynasty, which is a supreme honor.

After so many years, under the governance of Fan Wenzhong, Ningzhou has made irreplaceable contributions to the stability of northern Daliang.

In this war, Fan Wenzhong is the first person to be the well-deserved coach.

Whether it is Xie Cang or those who want to make military merits, in the face of Fan Wenzhong, they have to be obedient and dare not make mistakes.

Fan Wenzhong's eyes focused, revealing a sharp expression, looking at the sand table in front of him, and then said loudly.

"This time, Darong went south and invaded Ningzhou again, as before, he first harassed with cavalry to test the strength of our military city, but what was their intention? But the old man couldn't see it. ”

To be able to make this battle-hardened veteran say this, you can imagine the troubles of this war.

Through Fan Wenzhong's introduction, Su Qi'an also has a general understanding of the strength of the enemy and us.

The Ningzhou Military City did have 300,000 troops, but they were not gathered together, but scattered among the ten military cities.

After all, the territory of Ningzhou is so large, if you want to keep Ningzhou intact, you can disperse your forces in various military cities and cooperate with each other, so that you can give full play to the maximum combat power of the army at the lowest cost.

The army is scattered, and the strength of the ten military cities is basically only 20,000, and the town military city is okay, because of the special geography, there are 30,000 people.