Cao Wenzhao also got the news.

Looking at the fraternal troops around him, they all received the corresponding medals, to say that he is not envious, it is false.

Now he is also the commander of a cavalry regiment.

After all, he used to be a commander of one side, a good general who could command tens of thousands of troops, and Yan Ling couldn't really let him start as an ordinary soldier, it would be too wasteful.

Otherwise, with his original age, he would have already exceeded the military age of Dahua's conscription, and he wouldn't even be able to pass the first level.

Soon after Cao Wenzhao entered the new barracks, he was selected to enter the military academy.

It was determined along with the evaluation of officials and soldiers. In each class, outstanding people will be selected from among the recruits to enter the military academy.

However, what level of officer you can become in the end still depends on your graduation grades, and if it is too bad, you still have to start as a soldier.

But these are really a piece of cake for Cao Wenzhao.

After all, he really went to war.

Whether it is the written test or the deduction of the sand table, he is a well-deserved first, so he became the battalion commander directly after graduation, and now he has become the regiment commander.

But he joined the army too late, and the Tenth Army he was in had not participated in any major battles, so he had no part in promotions, bonuses, or knighthoods.

He didn't dare to think about the title, but this medal was really hot.

Yan Ling gave it a special meaning, which made it combine with glory and meritorious service, and it had a strong attraction for soldiers.

Cao Wenzhao is naturally not exempt from vulgarity.

Fortunately, it wasn't long before he waited for his chance.

"Troop movements?"

He put down the order in his hand, his eyes lit up.

The cavalry divisions under the command of the Tenth Army, which was responsible for garrisoning Beizhili, as well as the cavalry divisions of several nearby brother units, were all mobilizing and converging.

I'm afraid there's going to be a big war to fight!

His eyes lit up slightly.

Hanging the musket at his waist and wiping the long knife to shine, he came out of the tent and shouted:

"Summons, the whole group assembles."

……

Grassland.

Countless people are fighting and fighting.

The knights, riding horses and wearing rudimentary and even torn armor, roared angrily.

Blood spilled.

The corpse of the loser fell from the horse and turned into sustenance.

The fight has been going on for years.

When the Ming Dynasty in the south fell into a group of heroes, the grasslands in the north were also not calm.

The Warat tribes were fighting each other for the most fertile areas of water and grass.

The former state of the Bondage Prefecture formed a coalition and elected the governor of one of the strongest tribes as the leader of the new tribe.

To the east, the Tatars, who had been driven near the White Mountains and Black Waters, were also seeking to return.

It can be said that it is in a state of chaos now.

Otherwise, they would not have been in such turmoil in the Central Plains, but they did not take advantage of the situation, and they were really in chaos.

They didn't want to take this opportunity to harass Daming during this time, but they were eyeing each other and holding each other back, and they couldn't have too many troops going south, otherwise they would be easy to be stolen. This led to the fact that both Da Ming and Da Shun were able to easily block them back from the border pass.

Even the former fetters had gone south several times on a large scale in the early stage, but they were soon forced to stop because of the loss of troops and the Tatars behind them.

Now the south has basically become unified, but the conquest on the steppe has not stopped.

Dahua doesn't plan to let this situation continue.

In fact, the imperial court had already had the idea of ending this battle that had lasted for hundreds of years once and for all.

When the north had just fallen into his hands, Yan Ling had already specially instructed him to give priority to the construction of a railway, which would lead directly to the border from the south.

That's the priority over any engineering. As soon as the chaos in the Northland ended, the imperial court sent the best engineers to design the relevant roads, and a large number of prisoners of war and hired laborers were all sent to build this section of the railway on a priority basis.

With the canal that has been reopened, there is no problem in transporting supplies.

It can be said that this was the last straw for Dahua to decide to move troops to the grassland.

"Do you have the confidence to sweep the Northland for me?"

Yan Quan sat on the throne and looked at Yan Chengfang below. In addition to him, there was a large group of generals.

They will command Dahua's army and go straight to the steppe.

What they will face is the brave steppe iron horseman. However, there was no fear in the eyes of the generals, and some only had the desire for military achievements and the yearning for creating a peaceful and prosperous world.

"This is going to reshape Wei Huo's work and open up thousands of miles for my Dahua."

Yan Chengfang said in a deep voice.

"Good!" Yan Quan was very satisfied with their answers, he untied his sword from his waist, and then waved his hand, and the palace man who was close to him immediately took it and solemnly walked in front of Yan Chengfang.

Yan Chengfang was stunned, and with Yan Quan's words, excitement gradually appeared in his eyes:

"This is my sword, I can't go into battle in person, so I will give it to the secretary and accompany the secretary."

"Under the four grades, Qing has the right to cut first and then play!"

"This is the way to go,"

He walked down slowly, held Yan Chengfang's hand, and said emotionally:

"Cheng Guogong should be cherished. When Qing returns from the victory, I should greet him at noon. ”

The stout man in front of him was stunned for a moment, his lips trembled, and then he suddenly knelt down, raised his sword above his head, and shouted:

"Serve your majesty to death!"

Yan Quan smiled and helped him up.

Yan Chengfang turned around, he faced the generals behind him, and raised the imperial sword in his hand with both hands.

The gilt trim of the scabbard glistened in the sunlight and dangled on the faces of the generals.

"If you don't decide the northland, you will not turn back."

The sound shook the entire courtroom.

Flames burned in the eyes of the generals.

Looking at the scene in front of him, Yan Ling's eyes brought a slight smile in his eyes. The babies of the past have also grown up.

Countless cavalry and infantry were converging, forming a mighty long dragon.

The gate of the Great Wall suddenly opened, and the journey of thousands of miles began from here.

……

"Hua Jun...... Here it comes? ”

When the leader of the alliance of the states heard this, he couldn't help but tremble as he held the hand of the wine lord.

The Chinese army fought in the south and the north without defeat. Their opponents, Wang Chongzu and others, Lu Xiangsheng and others are also famous generals in the world.

But they were all defeated by their hands.

Now, it's coming for them.

"Inform the heads of the ministries." He froze in place for a moment, the words coming out of his lips.

"Now that the catastrophe is coming, there must be no more infighting."

(End of chapter)