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"His Royal Highness possesses such martial arts?"

As a general, Fan Xing's eyes lit up. It's not unreasonable for warriors to like to associate with warriors. At least warriors act more directly without so many twists and turns.

For example, the same thing is different in Cen Wenwen's eyes.

Now Cen Wenwen's expression is not melancholy, but it is definitely not good.

"Master Fan, take a step to speak."

"Ok!"

Fan Xing nodded and followed, feeling quite dissatisfied in his heart. Not everyone has the opportunity to see a master like Li Wenhao performing martial arts on the spot.

"What does Lord Cen mean?"

"Lord Fan, since your colleagues and I are both officials of the East Palace, I won't be polite to you. At first, I thought it was a compliment when I heard His Majesty say that His Royal Highness is not as brave as King Zhao of the West Mansion. The king still needs to be brave, this kind of brave general likes to charge into the battle and kill the bandits and chieftains, but the prince's body is worth a thousand gold, you see..."

Cen Wenwen didn't speak clearly, but it was enough for Fan Xing to understand the meaning of his words.

If it is an ordinary person, it is all right to charge into the battle, but Li Wenhao is the prince, if there is any accident in the enemy's battle, it is a trivial matter for the two of them to lose their heads, but it is a big matter for Datang.

In the past dynasties, no prince has ever heard of any prince who charged into battle.

"Master Cen, I was negligent, I will pay attention in the future!"

Fan Xing took Cen Wenwen's words seriously in his heart, but his eyes never moved away from Li Wenhao's body for a moment.

"it is good!"

"His Royal Highness is mighty!"

On the general stage, with Li Wenhao's last shot, this set of marksmanship practice is over. If it is not because of the military order, the selection of the white horse righteous is now going on, I am afraid there will be thunderous cheers.

After receiving the towel handed over by Li Junxian, he wiped the sweat off his forehead, picked up the teacup and drank it in one gulp, before Li Wenhao asked about the selection situation below.

More than half an hour has passed, and the number of people participating in the selection has not decreased significantly. Nodding in satisfaction, Li Wenhao put the Qingyu gun in his hand in front of the stage.

As soon as Li Wenhao sat on the commanding stage, he sat from noon to the afternoon. The scorching autumn day had retreated to the Western Mountains. Seeing that night was about to fall, only one-third of the soldiers who participated in the selection were left.

"Not bad! I didn't expect you to be able to persist until now!"

Li Wenhao saw that the heat was almost ready, and signaled to the soldiers to stop, but many of them had been relying on a single thought to survive until now. After hearing Li Wenhao's words, they lost their anger and fell limp on the ground.

"Let's carry them all down, let them have a good rest, and they will be even more tired tomorrow."

Li Wenhao returned to his own camp. Originally, he wanted to confirm the members of the Three Thousand White Horses overnight, but it was obviously impossible now.

The next day, just after dawn, Li Wenhao stood on the platform.

Baima Yicong, if classified, should be light cavalry, especially good at riding and shooting, and long-distance raids, so the first test is the combination of endurance and physical strength. Don't think that standing is easy. People who have military training We all know how tiring it is to stand in a military posture.

After passing the first level, the next step is the test of riding, archery, and martial arts.

Two days passed, and the selection of the three thousand white horses was completed. Looking at the knights in bright armor, Li Wenhao nodded in satisfaction.

"Brothers, it is said that the land of Yanzhao is generous and heroic. Today's observation is indeed true. However, if you want to truly inherit the glory of the white horse righteousness, it depends on your performance on the battlefield."

"Willing to die for the prince!"

"Ok!"

Li Wenhao nodded in satisfaction, "Now that the autumn harvest is approaching, the prairie barbarians will probably go south to hunt grass valleys. I'll see how you perform then."

"Luo Song, I officially named you the head of the White Horse Battalion, commanding three thousand white horse followers. From top to bottom, the White Horse Battalion belongs to my East Palace."

"Long live the Tang Dynasty, long live the prince!"

Li Wenhao enjoyed the cheers of the three thousand white horses with satisfaction, and galloped back and forth in front of them.

"stop!"

Li Wenhao reined in his horse suddenly, and pointed to a person in the queue, "That soldier, why don't you cheer with the crowd, but why are you dissatisfied with me?"

"Back to the prince, I know that we are all soldiers who followed Wang Junkuo's rebellion. Originally, the crime should be executed. The prince is merciful and let us survive. However, if we only rely on these things to make us desperate, I am afraid that you have made a wrong calculation."

"Although we are soldiers, we have fought with the prairie barbarians many times before. I wonder if the prince will dare to fight when the prairie barbarians come this year?"

The person named by Li Wenhao walked out of the queue and stood in front of Li Wenhao and said loudly.

"Why, do you think the prince is a coward?"

"I can see that you are a group of brave warriors who have fought against the prairie barbarians all year round. You have just joined the army and wanted to toast a bowl of wine today, but now it seems that the wine will be avoided first."

"We'll drink again when the crown prince takes you first to enter the grassland and come back victorious."

"Leave the words of the prince today. If anyone is a coward then, don't blame the prince for his ruthlessness."

"You, that's right, sign up and join the team of thousands of players."

"Humble post, Master Shi, thank you Prince for rewarding you"

"I see that your words are well-founded, and you have a degree of advance and retreat. Have you read the book?"

"I still use this horse in my hand. My family is not ordinary. I don't know who your father is? If you don't want to say it, you don't have to. Just pretend that I didn't ask."

Li Wenhao asked curiously, because there are too few people with the surname Shi in the Great Tang Dynasty, and there are even fewer rich families. The man in front of him looks like 26 or 7 years old, with a burly figure and a resolute complexion. of.

"There is nothing that cannot be said. Now it is a new dynasty. My father was a former general of the Sui Dynasty, Shangzhu Kingdom, Taiping County Duke, Shi Wansui, 20 years after the founding of the emperor, my father was killed, and only the pregnant mother escaped from the family. come out"

Li Wenhao never expected that by choosing Baima Yicong, he would be able to choose Shi Wansui's son. Shi Wansui was one of the best in the world in terms of martial arts during the Sui Wen Emperor period. Fighting for the Front, but the ending was a bit miserable, being framed by Yang Su, and the whole family was killed.

"Okay! The bet has been made today, and I will add another reward. If you perform well and have the courage of General Shi, I will restore your title!"

After finishing speaking, Li Wenhao turned and left the barracks. He was not angry or happy, but he did not expect the Youzhou soldiers to be so brave. They were originally a group of soldiers, but now they dare to question him as the crown prince. A bet.

Although he was refuted in public, Li Wenhao wanted to say, how many such soldiers are there?I want it all.

In order to prevent the Turks from going south, Youzhou sent dozens of scouts into the grassland every day to inquire about news, but it was strange that the Turks, who were particularly active after the autumn harvest in previous years, all fell silent at this moment.

"Your Highness, today the weather is good on the grassland, and the Turks are even stronger, but they didn't take this opportunity to go south?"

Cen Wenwen also muttered in his heart when he looked at the reports sent back every day, "Could it be that the Turks are planning something big?"

"Has the explorer who went deep into the west ever returned?"

As soon as Cen Wenwen finished asking, Li Wenhao's head buzzed. He was too busy here in Youzhou. How could he have forgotten that this year, Jieli led 20 wolf riders to the south, forcing Li Shimin to sign the Weishui Alliance. Count the days, Just before the fall harvest.

"Report!"

"Urgent report at the border!"

A soldier covered in blood stumbled into the main hall.

"His Royal Highness, the border customs urgently reported that the Turkic army has sent 20 troops to the south. I am afraid that they have already arrived in Jingyang."

hiss!
Li Wenhao's expression became tense, Jingyang, if Jieli's iron cavalry has already arrived in Jingyang, it is not far from Chang'an.

"The decree has arrived!"

"Quick, go out and receive the order!"

Li Wenhao asked the guards to help the scouts go down to rest, and brought Cen Wenwen to the gate of the mansion.

"His Royal Highness, His Majesty has an order for you to lead troops to the south. If the battle fails, then His Royal Highness..."

"What, say it!"

Li Wenhao snatched the imperial decree.

"If the battle fails, my son Wen Hao will lead troops south from Youzhou to the land of Jingxiang in order to rejuvenate me, Li Tang."

After reading it, Li Wenhao threw the imperial decree on the ground.

"Cen Wenwen, hand over Youzhou to you and Fan Xing. Within five days, I will ask [-] Youzhou cavalry to march westward."

"Li Junxian, Luo Song, raise your troops and horses, and follow me back to Chang'an. I want to see if 20 prairie wolf cavalry can keep Xieli's dog's head in my hands."