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The Peculiar War God of the Song Dynasty
The Peace Faction was very pleased, especially the representatives from the Chancellor, believing that negotiations were imminent and would commence soon.
They appeared weak, thinking it was that simple, not knowing if they were genuinely foolish or just pretending to be so.
The War Faction was not pleased; Taiyuan was the strongest barrier of the Song Dynasty. If it were breached, over a hundred thousand troops would quickly march south, directly targeting Tokyo City.
Preparations needed to be made early. The Peace Faction had limited influence in the court and could not mobilize all the troops for comprehensive combat readiness.
However, the Western Route Army led by Zhong Shidao belonged to the War Faction, and their hundred thousand troops were fierce warriors who were already prepared.
The thirty thousand Cavalry in Tokyo City also belonged to the War Faction, while the Archers and Infantry from the Peace Faction numbered fifty thousand. There were also five thousand Imperial Guards around the Emperor.
This morning, Deputy Commander Qin Feng and Commander of the Guard Di Wu, along with several other commanders, went to patrol the Cavalry Camp in the northern part of the city.
With a major battle approaching, it was essential for the army to maintain optimal combat readiness to fight fiercely and defeat Jin Bing.
They sat at the top, with chairs beneath them, all dressed in black armor and carrying broadswords at their waists, exuding an imposing presence.
However, Commander of the Guard Di Wu's armor was different; as the highest Military Official of the Imperial Guard Cavalry, he wore golden armor that was exceptionally grand and imposing.
This was a large Cavalry training ground where they were observing; soon these Cavalry would begin their drills.
The Cavalry Camp in the north of the city housed thirty thousand troops divided into three barracks.
Each camp had about ten thousand soldiers, some stationed on guard outside, some training, and others patrolling on horseback or foot.
The drills were also divided into three parts, primarily assessing individual soldier capabilities and team effectiveness.
First, each commander selected their own soldiers, sending out a total of more than ten armored soldiers on fast Warhorses to plant several flags ahead. They would see whose speed was the fastest to reach the front, and the last to arrive would face severe punishment along with their commander.
Second, they assessed their archery skills. Tokyo City called it Cavalry, which is essentially what it is.
These are battles fought in the wild, relying not only on horses but also on archery skills to win.
Third, they tested the ability to work as a team. This should have involved hundreds or thousands of soldiers training together, all wielding sharp Cold Weapons, to showcase the scale of a large army in battle.
However, that scene was somewhat uncontrollable; with sharp Broadswords and spears in hand, one could accidentally kill their own comrades. Therefore, the number was reduced back to dozens of people, and the weapons were changed to wooden ones.
This is teamwork; it essentially means a group fight, seeing which side's soldiers are stronger—the strong win and the weak lose.
Qin Feng wore black armor and looked at the soldiers below, feeling somewhat overwhelmed.
Below were more than ten Cavalry dressed in Black Armor, with red trousers. This was the uniform of Tokyo City’s Imperial Guard; other states also wore red uniforms, including their armor.
But in this training ground surrounded by thousands of Cavalry—some riding Warhorses and wielding Broadswords and spears—it looked like a battle scene.
Some stood there with a hint of killing intent, holding their Broadswords and spears as if ready to engage seriously.
The more than ten practicing Cavalry were waiting on their Warhorses a hundred meters away.
At a signal from Liu Xian, the Duties of the Imperial Guard Commander holding a red flag, he waved it twice, and those ten or so Cavalry quickly charged forward towards the flags.
Commander of the Guard Di Wu was also watching; these soldiers below were quite impressive, their strength almost matching that of Liu Xian. He wondered who would win.
He said, "Brother Qin, you’re watching closely. Which one do you think will reach the flag first?" He laughed heartily.
The commanders around him were somewhat nervous; if their men fell behind, they would face punishment, possibly even a demotion to the rank of a hundred-man commander.
Qin Feng was somewhat surprised. In fact, he was not only watching the more than ten cavalrymen but also observing the thousands of soldiers surrounding them. It was truly a spectacular sight, one that was rarely seen.
Behind them were hundreds of white tents, set up as if for battle. There were indeed many of them, and they looked quite imposing.
On ordinary days, they slept in those tents and trained in the biting cold wind, which was quite admirable.
He glanced over anxiously and noticed that one soldier was riding particularly fast, actually leading the pack and surpassing some of the others.
A few others were closely pursuing, only a few dozen centimeters behind, as if they could overtake at any moment.
He said, "I can't guess who will win; those few seem evenly matched. It's hard to tell until the very end."
The Commander of the Guard, Di Wu, laughed heartily. Indeed, they were evenly matched; it was difficult to see at a glance, even though one had temporarily taken the lead.
He continued, "Little brother is truly far-sighted; he doesn't jump to conclusions based on temporary victories or defeats. Although one person is leading now, there will be even stronger competitors in the future. Let's continue to watch."
Qin Feng nodded with a smile. After going through some dangerous situations, he had learned not to be reckless and jump to conclusions; the Black Horse could appear at any time.
The commanders and Liu Xian's duties around him also laughed along, praising Deputy Commander Qin Feng for being young and talented, both wise and brave.
His mind was still on his soldiers, cheering them on; they could not fall behind.
Indeed, changes occurred on the training ground. The soldier who had been leading slowed down; it seemed that his warhorse had grown tired and could no longer run fast.
As several soldiers overtook him, an intense chase ensued, with only a few dozen centimeters separating them. It was extremely fierce.
Several soldiers riding Warhorses were chasing behind, some had fallen behind while others ran faster, striving to catch up.
In a short time, several soldiers on Black Warhorses caught up, pushing the front few back and charging ahead with the original two.
Qin Feng watched excitedly; it was just as he had thought. Until the last moment, it was hard to know who the true victor was, as changes were happening all the time.
Watching them fiercely competing on horseback, he wished he could ride his own Warhorse and take a lap.
Indeed, the true victor, the first to grab the flag, was a soldier who had caught up from behind. He wore black armor on his upper body and red trousers below.
His horse ran even faster, overtaking several soldiers in front with exceptional bravery and seizing the first red flag.
He left the dozen or so soldiers on Warhorses behind by at least two meters, which was quite impressive.
Grabbing the red flag planted in the ground, he rode forward and vigorously waved it a few times to prove he was the first, clearly delighted.
The hundreds of cavalrymen around him, armed with weapons, were also very happy, waving their weapons in welcome and excitement.
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