Chapter 469 The Territory of the Great Xia
The Central Military Command of the Great Xia Dynasty has always had two deputy commanders. Under Emperor Zhaowu's deliberate arrangement, the imperial aristocratic families and the newly emerging noble families have always been in a state of rivalry. Prince Anyang, Qin Ce, is a representative of the old-established noble families of the Great Xia Dynasty and is also a well-known good person in the royal family. Therefore, he was arranged to command the 200,000 private troops of hundreds of noble families. In fact, the court also had the idea that the Northern Route Army should not seek merit but avoid mistakes.
"Nephew! Who do you think should lead the charge and who should bring up the rear between our two families?"
Before setting out, Qin Ce consulted with Qin Mo about the marching plan. Once they left the city of Suyab in the Great Xia Dynasty, they could no longer march recklessly; they had to keep an eye on everything around them.
"Uncle, I've been at the forefront since I set off from Tongguan. There's only a short distance left, so you can let me do the hard work! But you have to lend me that Hu cavalry unit from Suyab!"
Qin Ce is indeed a good-natured person, but he is also a person with high emotional intelligence. A fool can't be a good-natured person. If you offend someone without understanding what's going on, how can you be a good-natured person? So Qin Mo didn't try to fool him and directly took on the responsibility of being the vanguard.
"Alright, I'll personally oversee the rear. If you see anything amiss up front, we'll retreat. We'll do things the way they want... We won't compete for credit with those poor bastards over there!"
"Uncle, what you say is true. That's what I was thinking too, hehehe!"
The old man and the young man looked at each other with a sleazy look in their eyes, and they both thought that great minds think alike. At their level, they no longer needed to risk their lives for money or titles. As long as they behaved properly, no one could do anything to them.
On the day the Northern Route Army set off, the local gentry of Suyab City came out to see them off. Madam Xu held Qin Mo's hand and gave her some earnest advice, which warmed Qin Mo's heart and made her very excited.
Family is the closest!
Suyab is the westernmost border town in the direct territory of the Great Xia Empire. Further west are the Western Regions states that nominally respect the Great Xia as their master. The Great Xia has always exercised varying degrees of control over them. Now, with the southward advance of the Russians, many places have actually broken away from the control of the Great Xia.
"Boming, send the scouts further out. This is no longer a safe area. Tell your men to be more alert, lest they be caught off guard!"
"Your Highness, rest assured, I guarantee that the barbarians in this region will forever remember the banner of our Great Yuan Army."
"Oh... Boming! Don't let that long-legged Hu girl lead you astray. It's true that the strong are respected in this land, but what we need to do is make them respect us... not hate us, understand?"
"...I understand...but Your Highness, her father is a soldier of the Great Xia, and she has Han Chinese blood...she is not a barbarian girl."
"What bloodline? As long as she truly loves you, just marry her. If your old man doesn't want to, let him come to me!"
"Hehehe! Your Highness thanks me in advance!"
Lin Boming turned around and glanced at Talia, a Wusun girl who was waiting for him not far away. He scratched his head and smiled sheepishly.
Having grown accustomed to the gentle and graceful women of Japan, Lin Boming has been completely captivated by the hot-bodied and fiery-hearted Talia these past few days. After a drinking contest, the two of them in a daze bid farewell to their childhood and have been inseparable ever since.
"Your Highness... Talia desires a Type III rifle, and I am at a loss for what to do... What do you think...?"
"The Type 3 rifles are only supplied to our large army. It all depends on whether she's willing to come with us or not."
"Understood, Your Highness! Thank you!"
Lin Boming thanked Qin Mo, spurred his horse to Talia's side, and said a few words in English. The long-legged Talia nodded repeatedly and excitedly took Lin Boming's Type 3 rifle from the side of his saddle and slung it over her back.
The two men gave a whistle, and a group of young people scattered joyfully around the army. Whether they were high-ranking scouts or light cavalrymen from the Hu tribe, they were all filled with youthful happiness.
"Your Highness, that sixth son of the Lin family is a rigid and old-fashioned man. He won't even let his son marry a concubine from Japan! This Hu woman doesn't even know her father's surname, and Lin Boming is his youngest son..."
"My lord has so few men. As his territory expands, it's inevitable that he'll have to fight against overwhelming odds. If he continues with those old-fashioned ideas, I'll fill his room with foreign women and make him have a bunch of blond, blue-eyed kids..."
"......"
The Great Xia's northern expeditionary force set off from Suyab, first heading southwest to the banks of the Syr Darya River, then planning to continue westward along the river to the former site of the Great Xia-Fan Protectorate, where they would then decide on their next move based on the enemy situation.
This place is only about two thousand miles away from the city of Lai on the southern coast of the Caspian Sea.
"Your Highness, scouts from Kangju have started appearing around us, but they always manage to blend in with the local population. What should we do?"
"If we can catch them, we will; if we can't, so be it. We'd love for them to gather together so we can wipe them all out!"
For several days in a row, the scouts made contact with the local spies. After killing a group of people, the spies became like thieves. After discovering that the army was not plundering the local herders, they mingled among the local herders to spy on the army.
Qin Mo desperately hoped that the allied forces of the Western Regions, including the Rakshasa and the orcs, would rush over together, so that he wouldn't have to run around the mountain valleys to suppress bandits, which would be both mentally and physically exhausting.
As for the concerns of other nobles about "not being able to stop it," Qin Mo never even considered it.
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