The horse farm built by Datong was no less than the scale built by the Jin people, and the million-distance horse farm was built.

The horses that were invisible at first sight were galloping freely on the grassland, like a brown horse, slowly floating in the distance.

The rumbling sound of running was as if it was heard in people's hearts. The grass trampled by horse hooves brought out the fragrance of the turf, mixed with the unique strong wind of the grassland, and rushed towards us.

The horsewoman held the horse whip and galloped freely on the horse's back, shouting loudly. The clearness at the end of the horse whip and the neighing of the horse echoed each other on the grassland of the Song Dynasty.

"So many horses? There are tens of thousands?" Cao Xian looked at the endless horses in the distance and asked in surprise. It was the first time she had seen so many horses running wildly on the grassland.

Zhao Huan got off the big jade carriage and looked at the trainee in surprise. It was the first time he saw a horseherd herding horse.

Hearing Cao Xian’s question, Zhao Huan shook his head and said, “No, there are less than 3,000 horses in a pasture and a herd of horses. You only see three thousand horses. The reason why you can’t see the head is that they are far away. There are many such horse farms on Shangjing Road. In the spring, you will select stallions and return to Datong and do some hybrid cultivation and selection with some horses from the Western Regions.”

"This horse herd can only produce 300 war horses at most, which are the mounts of Yue Fei's Beiwei Army and Han Shizhong's Shanlan Army. It takes ten taels of silver or ten silver dollars to buy an ordinary horse." Zhao Huan said confidently.

Cao Xian asked in confusion: "Where is the remaining horse?"

Zhao Huan laughed at it, and was beaten by Cao Xian for a few times before stopping, saying, "Does the rest not be able to fight horses, can't pull a cart? They are all on the road, this thing cannot be wasted, so feel free."

"That road leads to Zhenzhou, and then goes from Zhenzhou to north to Longcheng, Zhenzhou to west to Qinghe City, and Zhenzhou to east to Jingbian City and Wang Yan's troops in Fuyu Prefecture. Except for the Chidao to Longcheng, the other Chidao has been almost completed." Zhao Huan said proudly.

"The road under our feet leads to Fengshengzhou. The road from Fengshengzhou to Linhuang City has been repaired. Not long ago, the Ministry of Works submitted a construction map to repair the road from Linhuang to Huanglong Mansion. They can't wait."

He fulfilled his original promise, and was within reach of the Great Song Dynasty.

"See Your Majesty, Your Majesty is peaceful." Zhao Ding received the news that he needed to return to the court. He handed over the work in his hand to Han Fang, and then arrived in Datong. After knowing that the official had already arrived in Taiyuan, he was waiting in Datong Mansion.

Zhao Huan helped Zhao Ding up. In the past few years of training on the grassland, Zhao Ding has already had indescribable sharpness, and the Song Dynasty now urgently needed this sharpness.

It had been five years since Yanjing parted, and Zhao Ding's face was also left with traces of wind and sand from the grassland.

Zhao Huan looked at the endless grassland and asked, "Do you understand the specific situation on Mengwu? They are too closed. I made a mistake in my strategy and judged them. I believe that the Thirty-Two Divisions of Mobei are a whole. This is my mistake."

Zhao Ding shook his head and said, "This is not the official family. In fact, the official family is very big in Mobei. In Zhenzhou, the governor of the military affairs of the Beijing Road, he also considered the Mobei tribes as a whole to plan, but the official family, Mengwu is actually about to perish."

"The Lu Khan of the Kelie tribe has contacted the Tai Khan of the Naiman tribe. The Tai Khan led his eldest son Buyulu and his second son Baibuhua, and led his 50,000 cavalrymen and the coalition forces of the Kelie tribe, towards Mengwu."

"The Naiman tribe is actually the Turks. They fought with the Krei tribe for generations and had been fighting for hundreds of years. Nai is a feud. They were able to unite together because they saw the power of the Mengwu Kingdom that they joined forces with the Krei tribe to fight against the Mengwu."

"And the Lu Khan and the Sun Khan of the Krei tribe have already looked at Wu Ge and Wanyan Zong of the Tatar tribe, and wanted to attack Mengwu in all directions, that is, Qiyan tribe."

When Zhao Huan heard the four-way attack on Mengwu, he knew that something was going to be bad. He asked with concern: "Do you think they are fighting this time? Do you think the Jin coalition will win, or Mengwu will win?"

"How can they win with a 500,000 Jin coalition army encircled and suppressed 60,000 Mengwu cavalry? I think the Jin Dynasty will win." Zhao Ding said inexplicably.

"What do you think Concubine Cao Xian?" Zhao Huan asked with a smile.

Cao Xian was staring at a group of horses on the grassland and was ecstatic. When he heard Zhao Huan's question, he thought about it and lifted up the ends of his hair that was messed up by the wind and said, "I probably heard a little. If it is more than the number of people, the Jin coalition will have a greater chance of winning."

Zhao Huan shook his head and turned to ask, "What do you think Zhao Ying?"

Zhao Ying closed his eyes for a long time before saying, "I thought Mengwu would win, but I couldn't understand it, but I thought that any coalition forces would always have an accident."

Zhao Huan nodded, walked slowly towards Datong Mansion, and said, "Send a fast cavalry to let Yue Fei, Han Shizhong, Yang Zaixing, and Wang Yan be careful."

After receiving the edict, Yue Fei knew that the battle between the Mengwu and the Jin coalition was about to break out.

"I will take the Beiwei Army away, and bring 20,000 horses to carry water and food. If Mengwu wins, then attack Mengwu. If the Jin people win, then attack Jin people. No matter who wins, in the end, I will only win in the Song Dynasty." After Yue Fei closed the edict, he said seriously to Han Shizhong.

Of course, Han Shizhong disagreed and shook his head crazy and said, "Ge, you go to war alone! Put me on this and the golden thief and stare at him? Let Yang Zaixing stay, and just Wanyan Zhenzhu, the pig, he dares to look at Yang Zaixing, to be sure that Ge is losing! I will take Shan Lanjun with you. Take our cannons, catapults, and thorns cannons, and then Gantt will have a vote."

Yue Fei squinted his eyes and thought carefully, and said, "When the time comes, you have to listen to me."

Han Shizhong nodded and said, "You are the ghostly spirits, listen to you, so let's go."

After Yue Fei sent a letter to the official family in Datong, he led 14,000 elite cavalrymen and about 20,000 Hejian troops to the north of the Great Xianbei Mountains.

Wang Yan went to Huanglong Mansion to collect supplies, and followed closely behind. The vast army of 70,000 was stationed at the foot of Genagun Mountain, camped and sent a large number of scouts to investigate day and night, but there was no trace of the coalition forces.

The horse army's journey was much faster than the imperial guards in a day and ten miles. It took more than ten days to arrive at the grasslands in the northern desert.

"Is this the fight finished, or isn't it?" Han Shizhong scratched his head when he arrived in Mobei.

It is inevitable that this is stationed at the foot of the mountain, otherwise how can you get water?

Even if the official family is not in military affairs, he can arrange the story of Ma Su's carelessness in losing Jieting.
Chapter completed!