Zhao Quan, the butler of the Zhao family, has been extremely busy recently, mainly customizing and collecting dry food.

First of all, I ordered 50,000 Hu cakes and 50,000 noodles cakes at several nearby noodle shops. These are used to make dry food, with very little moisture and can be stored for a long time and will not deteriorate.

Then there was the collection of dried beef. In the Song Dynasty, the plowing ox was not allowed to be slaughtered, so beef was already a scarce at that time, and dried beef became even more rare. The dry beef in the entire Bianliang City was almost completely purchased, and it was even collected in other counties in Kaifeng Prefecture. For this reason, the Jinyiwei of Qianlong Camp also launched.

There is no way, the task given by Zhao Hao was 2,000 kilograms of beef jerky. It was really difficult to collect so many with Bianliang City alone.

Although the young master had to travel far and bring some dry food, Zhao Quan didn't understand why he had to bring so much dry food. This was a full amount of more than a month for three or four hundred people. The young master went on a mission to Liaodong, and there were government receptions along the way. When he arrived at the Bohai Sea, there were naturally officials who arranged for large ships to pick them up and drop them off. There were all the food on the boat, so where could he use it to spare?

Doubt is doubt, and the young master's decree is naturally to be executed.

In addition, before leaving, I bought hundreds of jars of good wine, hundreds of leather wine bags filled with wine.

It feels like the young master's trip is not like a business mission, but rather like taking a caravan of hundreds of people to the frontier to the market for horses. The food and food alone are thirty carriages, and the cost of the carriage alone is 20,000 guan.

...

After more than a month of busy preparation, I saw the day I went on a mission to Liaodong.

In order to avoid the team being too large and slow on the day of travel, Zhao Hao asked Liang Lie and Li Hong two trusted servants and twenty talented Jinyiwei to escort thirty large trucks filled with supplies on the road and leave Bianliang City one day in advance.

The next morning, the fish belly was just revealed in the east. The northern gate of Bianliang was yawning on the city wall for a night, slowly lifting the Qianjin Gate, and then slowly opening the inner door.

Knock it ~

A bunch of cavalry slowly came, attracting the attention of the defenders.

The flags like clouds, the swords and halberds of the forest, and the horse's hooves like rain...

The Song Dynasty had long been short of horses. In those days, a seven-foot war horse was as eye-catching as a mid-range car. However, all the war horses that came were seven-foot-five high, just like high-end cars such as the BMW 5 Series or Mercedes-Benz E Series. When the defenders saw more than 300 war horses about seven-foot-five highs coming out, even though they were knowledgeable, they were filled with shock.

Among the flags, a "Song" character fluttered high and flew in the wind. Under the banner, a slender young man rode an eight-foot white horse, wearing a beautiful battle robe, a hero's cloak, a red tassel sunshade iron hat, and a long sword hanging on his waist. He came with a high apology, Zhao Hao, the commander of the Song Dynasty Jinyiwei who was about to go on a mission to Liaodong.

Behind him was Wu Song, Fang Baihua and Liang Hongyu and more than 30 Jinyiwei. Behind him was Lu Zhishen led more than 100 elite soldiers of the imperial guards to cut off the rear, while Han Shizhong and Yang Keshi led two hundred white soldiers to open the way forward.

Needless to say, the six famous generals in history are the six generals, and whether they are the old guards or the famous Baiye soldiers, they are all the elites, with a sense of courage all over their bodies, and their eyes are filled with indifference and murderous aura of being used to life and death. Such a group of soldiers and horses walking on the street. From a distance, they make the defenders on the city take a breath of cold air, and only feel a murderous aura rolling over, covering the entire northern gate of Bianliang.

In addition to their strong combat power, their equipment is also an elite configuration. They are all wearing mountain pattern armor. Compared with the starting human armor, mountain pattern armor not only has better protective performance, but is also light and flexible, and has an extremely beautiful appearance. In addition, everyone is carrying a large crossbow and two pots of long arrows are hung beside the saddle.

Zhao Hao recognized that crossbow, which was the king of crossbows - the Great Song Divine Arm Crossbow with a range of up to 300 steps!

The production process of this kind of crossbow is extremely complicated and time-consuming, and the craftsmanship is extremely demanding. There are only more than a thousand soldiers in the entire Song Dynasty. In order to protect Zhao Hao's safety, Tong Guan and Lao Zong can be said to have spared no expense.

Three generals with force of 94 or above, plus three generals with force of 85 or above, there are more than 300 elite soldiers of a hundred battles, most of which are around 65, and they are all soldiers of the King of War. Whether the old guards of the imperial guards were originally from the Western Army, the Baili Soldiers were first formed by the old army. The three hundred elite soldiers were considered Western soldiers and horses, and they all knew each other and fought side by side in the battle against the Western Xia. Such combat power, even if they encountered an ordinary cavalry unit with twice the strength of the troops, they would just rush forward. If they were just ordinary infantry, even thousands of people would not be able to stop Zhao Hao's advance.

A gentleman does not stand under a dangerous wall. However, if Zhao Hao wants to be a hero and a hero that everyone admires, he has to put himself in a sea of ​​swords and fire. Only such elite soldiers and generals can ensure safety along the way.

The group of people rushed out of the northern gate of Bianliang and headed straight to the wharf beside the Bian River. Several official ships were waiting at the wharf.

As soon as I arrived near the dock, I heard someone shouting loudly behind me: "Young master stay, your master stay..."

Zhao Hao suddenly looked up and saw a group of carriages and horses running towards him. About a dozen people were running nearer in a blink of an eye and slowly stopped dozens of steps away.

Lao Zong, Xiao Zong, Jin Chongyue, Xu Churen, Wu Min and others personally led the crowd to see him off. Zhao Hao felt a little excited and hurriedly greeted him. When the other generals saw Lao Zong and Xiao Zong coming, they also paid homage to him.

Everyone exchanged greetings, the old man waved his hand and shouted loudly: "Come on!"

With a response, more than a dozen personal soldiers unloaded large suitcases from the carriage, carried them over, and placed them in front of Zhao Hao and others.

Zhuang Shidao opened one of the boxes, and a colorful thing appeared inside. The old man took out a thing, but it was a grimace mask, painted with colorful faces, fangs, and extremely ugly and ferocious faces. It was not good to hold in his hand, but it looked extremely terrifying when worn on his face.

Zhong Shidao said: "Although these masks are just decorations, they may win unexpectedly at critical moments. I hope that the young master will make the prestige of our great Song Dynasty and return safely and triumphantly!"

Zhao Hao looked solemn and bowed respectfully to the enthusiastic veteran general to express his gratitude.

At this moment, another sound of horse hooves and noise came from afar, which made Zhao Hao unable to help but look up and was stunned.

Not far away, Zhao Fujin rode his horse and rushed towards him like a gust of wind. Seven or eight eunuchs behind him followed closely, shouting "The Emperor's Sword Stay", but Zhao Fujin ignored him at all and just ran away.

The fourteen-year-old little loli, wearing a sky blue dress, was lying tightly on the horse's back, her hair was like a cloud and dancing in the wind, and the pearls on her head were shining brightly in the sun, floating like a gorgeous cloud.

Zhao Hao looked shocked. Zhao Fujin was obviously not very skilled in riding skills. If he was not careful, he might fall off the horse and quickly walked forward. When the horse was approaching, he flew up, avoided the rushing horse hooves, grabbed the reins and pulled them hard. The horse's hooves raised high and stopped forcibly.

Zhao Fujin on the horse's back also fell down. Zhao Hao hurriedly copied forward, hugged Zhao Fujin's body, and then slowly put it down.

"Why did you secretly leave the palace again?" Zhao Hao looked a little angry and a little distressed.

Zhao Fujin's mouth sagged and tears flowed down: "Brother Hao, I want to go to Liaodong with you..."

Zhao Hao looked at the pretty face like rain blowing pear blossoms, and suddenly felt something melted in his heart. He opened his mouth and wanted to say something, but he didn't know where to start.

At this moment, the eunuchs who were chasing relentlessly turned over and dismounted, rushed to Zhao Hao and Zhao Fujin, knelt on the ground, and shouted in tears: "Young master, the emperor cannot go with you, otherwise the young people will be dead!"

Zhao Hao waved his hand, and the eunuchs slowly stood up.

Zhao Hao turned around, grabbed Zhao Fujin's shoulder, stared at Zhao Fujin's extremely beautiful little face with a soft look, and smiled: "Can Sister Emperor beat the drum?"

Zhao Fujin said timidly, "Dad has taught some."

Zhao Ji is really versatile, even this is...

Zhao Hao showed a bright smile on his face, let go of Zhao Fujin's shoulder, turned around and pointed at the city gate in the distance, and smiled, "Okay, when the day when my brother Yu returned home, the sister of the Emperor Ji beats the drums to greet him personally at the top of the city, how about?"

A bright light ignited in Zhao Fujin's eyes and said, "Okay...no...I want to follow Brother Hao to serve as the Jurchen!"

Zhao Hao's voice became softer and he whispered: "How can the Emperor's Evil be sent to the Fan Kingdom?"

Zhao Fujin showed a pitiful look in his eyes, and he looked at Zhao Hao's face tightly, as if he couldn't see enough, and wanted to imprint his face in his heart to avoid forgetting.

After a long time, Zhao Fujin responded softly: "Okay..."

Zhao Hao smiled, touched her head gently, and said with a smile: "Go back."

After saying that, he turned around and stopped looking at Zhao Fujin.

Zhao Fujin finally got on the horse's back again, and under the escort of eunuchs, he slowly headed towards the northern gate of Bianliang, turning back three times in one step...

Seeing Zhao Fujin entering the north gate, Zhao Hao was about to withdraw his gaze, but he saw a large group of people running out from the northeast side of the north gate and heading straight for the dock.

Hundreds of people!

"The 235 classmates, Chen Dong and his classmates, were grateful for the loyalty and righteousness of the young master. They came to see him off and wish him a triumphant return!"

Zhao Hao looked at the scholar in his early thirties and the students behind him, and felt relieved.

The scholars and literati, this power seems weak, is extremely important to him, because they represent the people's hearts to a large extent and dominate the direction of public opinion.

The sound of the flute and drum sounded, and the singing also rose high, tragic and generous. It was hundreds of students who sang farewell to the princes of the Song Dynasty’s royal family... Although Zhao Hao was a little moved, he was also a little amused and vague.

The Bian River is not Yi River, and I am not going to stab Wanyan Agu to beat him...

Finally, after the sings of the students, they slowly bid farewell. Zhao Hao also let out a long sigh and slowly boarded the deck of the official ship.

Just when Zhao Hao was about to order the anchor to cross the river, he saw a group of people rushing towards him, shouting loudly and staying, without realizing his expression.

When he saw the chariot and horses and flags of the visitor, his face changed again and he hurriedly got off the boat to greet him.
Chapter completed!