novelSusiti Chapter 399 Smoke and Dust Roll, Banners Obscure the Sun
Chapter 399 Smoke and Dust Roll, Banners Obscure the Sun
at the same time.
Dust billowed along the main official roads leading to the northern border, and banners obscured the sun.
The massive army drawn from Guanzhong, Longxi, and even more distant parts of the Central Plains, like a hundred rivers flowing into the sea, gathered at the foot of Yinshan Mountain.
The march of an army of 300,000 was a truly magnificent sight!
At first glance, the black armor resembled a vast ocean.
However, in the center of the marching formation, there was a specially made carriage of extremely large size.
From the outside, the carriage appears to be solidly built and well-sealed, but stepping inside will surely leave you speechless.
The bottom of the vehicle was not only equipped with the latest ball bearings made by the Mo family, but also with several thick layers of fine wool felt at the bottom of the carriage. Large stainless steel shock-absorbing springs were also added between the shaft and the axle.
This resulted in the carriage moving so smoothly that even the tea on the table wouldn't ripple.
Inside the carriage, it was warm as spring, with fine smokeless charcoal burning in the brazier, emitting a faint pine scent.
Zhang Fan lay half-reclined on a large, soft tiger-skin couch, covered with a mink-fur blanket.
To his left, Luo Ying, dressed in a light pink dress, was carefully peeling a tangerine, which had been delivered from the south at breakneck speed, and gently feeding it to Zhang Fan.
To his right, Luo Li knelt before the couch, her soft, boneless hands gently massaging Zhang Fan's calves, occasionally glancing at him tenderly with her large, watery eyes.
On this bitterly cold northern expedition, Zhang Fan was not fighting a war at all; he was clearly enjoying a life of imperial luxury!
On the other side of the carriage, the atmosphere was completely different.
Fusu, the eldest son of the Qin Emperor, and Mo Feng, the leader of the Mohist school, were staring at each other, squeezed together on a stool.
Looking at Zhang Fan across from them, enjoying himself immensely with women on both sides, and then at their own dry bamboo slips and cold tea, their eyes practically gleamed with envy, and they were practically drooling with jealousy.
"The immortal master's life... is truly enviable!"
Mo Feng swallowed hard, muttering to himself, but his eyes kept glancing at the perfectly peeled orange in Luo Ying's hand.
Although Fusu had been well-versed in the classics since childhood and believed in not looking at anything improper, he couldn't help but twitch his eye at this moment.
As the eldest son of the mighty Qin Dynasty and the future crown prince, he didn't even bring a maid to warm his bed when he went out to train, and had to sleep alone in a tent every night.
Why is it that the teacher can make the Northern Expedition seem like a spring outing?
Zhang Fan had no time to pay attention to the resentful looks from the two people opposite him.
He swallowed the orange, casually pulled out his phone from his pocket, skillfully opened the Douyin app, and began scrolling through short videos out of sheer boredom.
During the tedious marches of the Northern Expedition, this was one of his few sources of entertainment.
"drop……"
As the finger swiped, a video narration suddenly began:
"Yinshan! Since ancient times, it has been a strategic location fought over by military strategists! It is like a natural barrier, stretching across the northern land of China!"
From King Wuling of Zhao during the Warring States period, to Qin Shi Huang sending Meng Tian to build the Great Wall in the north, and then to Wei Qing and Huo Qubing during the reign of Emperor Wu of Han...
This majestic mountain range has witnessed countless bloody clashes between the Central Plains dynasties and the northern nomadic tribes! And in the western section of Yinshan Mountain, there is another equally famous mountain range, the Helan Mountains, which Yue Fei described as "driving a long chariot, breaking through the Helan Mountain pass"...
Zhang Fan stared at the vast and majestic snow-capped mountains in the video, his previously nonchalant gaze suddenly sharpening.
He sat bolt upright, forgetting even about Luo Li massaging his legs, and blurted out, "Holy crap? Yinshan... Helanshan?"
Zhang Fan stared intently at the screen, frantically recalling geographical knowledge in his mind.
He only knew that this trip was to fight the Xiongnu north of Yinshan, but he overlooked the details of the geographical location.
It wasn't until he watched this science video that he suddenly realized that the western extension of the Yinshan Mountains on the map of the Qin Dynasty was the famous Helan Mountains in later generations!
"So, after all this time, they're leading an army of 300,000, marching back to their homeland in a grand and imposing manner?"
Zhang Fan's lips twitched, and his expression became extremely strange.
It's worth noting that his hometown in modern society is located right at the foot of the Helan Mountains in the Yinchuan Plain!
What is this?
Returning home in glory?
If that's the case, then we're practically Xiongnu ourselves!
The sound of the cell phone instantly attracted the attention of everyone in the carriage.
Fusu and Mofeng exchanged a glance and immediately came over.
"Teacher, what it just said... Yinshan Mountain, King Wuling of Zhao, and Father Emperor sending General Meng Tian to build the Great Wall... it's truly magnificent!"
Fusu looked at his phone, his eyes filled with curiosity.
Mo Feng, in a rather uncultured manner, exclaimed, "Holy crap! That's awesome!"
Zhang Fan casually turned off Douyin, put his phone back in his pocket, and coughed lightly to cover up his embarrassment.
"Ahem, just a little gadget. I'm here to scout out enemy positions and the terrain."
Fusu nodded thoughtfully, then a relaxed smile appeared on his face as he said, "Teacher, we are going to Yinshan."
It seems that Father's arrangements were indeed far-sighted.
The Yinshan Mountains are strategically important, and General Meng Tian's 300,000-strong army is advancing head-on. Our central army camp only needs to be stationed in the rear positions on the southern slope of the Yinshan Mountains.
Therefore, it seems that all we need to do is stay in the rear and watch the show unfold.
Mo Feng nodded repeatedly in agreement, even stretching out and leaning against the carriage wall without any regard for his image.
"The eldest son is absolutely right!"
But along the way, sitting in this shock-absorbing carriage, eating tangerines and warming myself by the fire...
I feel like we're not here to fight a war at all, but rather like we're on a vacation with 300,000 guards!
Seeing the two of them acting like they had everything under control and were completely carefree, Zhang Fan couldn't help but roll his eyes.
"A vacation? You two are really something else!"
Zhang Fan picked up a dagger from the table and fiddled with it. Although his tone was casual, there was a clear glint in his eyes.
"It cannot be denied that the soldiers of our Great Qin are a fierce and powerful army, and their combat strength is definitely not weak. In addition, Zong Yu gave the green light, and with the transport of bearing wagons, our worries about food and money have been completely resolved."
Not to mention, the vanguard led by Wang Li was equipped with the Mitsubishi bayonet I provided, and the main force behind them had also been equipped with the newly forged high-strength iron weapons and armor from Shangdang County…”
Zhang Fan paused, then abruptly changed the subject, "With overwhelming superiority in equipment, logistics, and manpower, as long as the commander doesn't make any major mistakes, we really have nothing to fear from those beggars from the Xiongnu who use bones and scrap bronze."
"But don't forget, even a rabbit will bite when cornered, let alone a pack of wolves starving on the grasslands!"