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The Peace Faction was very pleased, especially the representatives from the Chancellor, believing that negotiations were imminent and would commence soon.
They appeared weak, thinking it was that simple; it was hard to tell if they were genuinely foolish or just pretending to be so.
The War Faction was not pleased. Taiyuan was the strongest barrier of the Song Dynasty; if it fell, hundreds of thousands of troops would swiftly march southward, directly targeting Tokyo City.
Preparations needed to be made early. The Peace Faction had limited influence in the court and could not mobilize all their forces for comprehensive combat readiness.
However, the Western Route Army led by Zhong Shidao belonged to the War Faction, and their hundred thousand troops were fierce warriors who were already prepared.
The thirty thousand Cavalry in Tokyo City also belonged to the War Faction, while the Archers and Infantry, totaling fifty thousand, were part of the Peace Faction. There were also five thousand Imperial Guards around the Emperor.
This morning, Deputy Commander Qin Feng and Commander of the Guard Di Wu, along with several other commanders, went to patrol the Cavalry Camp in the north of the city.
With a great battle approaching, the army needed to maintain optimal combat readiness to fight fiercely and defeat Jin Bing.
They sat at the top, beneath them were rows of chairs, all clad in black armor with broadswords hanging at their waists, exuding an imposing presence.
However, Commander of the Guard Di Wu's armor was different; as the highest Military Official of the Imperial Guard Cavalry, he wore golden armor that was exceptionally grand and equally imposing.
This was a large Cavalry training ground where they were observing; soon these Cavalry would begin their drills.
The Cavalry Camp in the north of the city housed thirty thousand troops divided into three camps.
Each camp had about ten thousand soldiers, some stationed on the outer perimeter, some training, and others patrolling on horseback or on foot.
The drills were divided into three parts, primarily assessing individual soldier capabilities and team effectiveness.
First, each commander selected their own soldiers, sending out a total of more than ten armored soldiers on fast Warhorses, who planted several flags ahead to see whose speed was the fastest. The first to reach the front would win, while those who arrived last, along with their commanders, would face severe consequences.
Second, they tested their archery skills. Tokyo City referred to this as Cavalry, which essentially meant the same thing.
These were battles fought in the wild, relying not only on horses but also on archery skills to achieve victory.
Third, they assessed the ability to work as a team. This was supposed to involve hundreds or thousands of soldiers training together, all equipped with sharp Cold Weapons, in order to showcase the scale of a large army in combat.
However, that scene was somewhat uncontrollable; wielding sharp Broadswords and spears could inadvertently lead to friendly fire. Therefore, the number of participants was reduced to dozens, and the weapons were changed to wooden ones.
This was team combat; it was essentially a brawl to see which side's soldiers were stronger—the strong would win, and the weak would lose.
Qin Feng wore black armor and observed the soldiers below, feeling somewhat overwhelmed.
Below were more than ten soldiers in Black Armor; their trousers were red. This was the standard uniform of Tokyo City's Imperial Guard, while other provinces also wore red uniforms and armor.
In this training ground's surroundings, there were over a thousand Cavalry members, some riding Warhorses and wielding Broadswords and spears, resembling a battlefield.
Some stood around with an air of intimidation, holding their Broadswords and spears as if ready for serious combat.
The dozen or so practicing Cavalry members rode their Warhorses from a hundred meters away, waiting for their signal.
At a gesture from Liu Xian, the Duties of the Imperial Guard Commander holding a red flag, he waved it twice. The dozen Cavalry members quickly charged forward toward the flags.
Di Wu, Commander of the Guard, was also watching. The soldiers below seemed quite impressive; their strength was almost on par with Liu Xian's. He wondered who would win.
He said, "Brother Qin, you’re watching closely. Which one do you think will reach the flag first?" He laughed heartily.
The commanders around him were somewhat nervous; if their men fell behind, they would face punishment, possibly even a demotion to the rank of a hundred-man commander.
Qin Feng was somewhat surprised. In fact, he was not only watching the dozen or so cavalry but also the thousands of soldiers surrounding them. It was truly a spectacular sight, one that was rarely seen.
Behind them were hundreds of white tents, set up as if for battle. There were indeed many, and they looked quite impressive.
On ordinary days, they slept there, training in the biting cold wind, which was quite admirable.
He glanced over anxiously and noticed one soldier riding particularly fast, actually leading the pack and surpassing some of the others.
A few more were closely pursuing, only a few dozen centimeters behind, as if they could overtake at any moment.
One said, "I can't guess who will win; those few seem evenly matched. It's hard to tell until the very end."
The Commander of the Guard, Di Wu, laughed heartily. Indeed, they were evenly matched; it was difficult to see at first glance, although one had temporarily taken the lead.
He continued, "Little brother is truly insightful; he doesn't jump to conclusions based on temporary victories. Although one person is leading now, there will be even stronger competitors in the future. Let's continue to watch."
Qin Feng nodded with a smile. After experiencing some dangerous situations, he had learned not to be reckless or make hasty conclusions; the black horse could appear at any time.
The commanders and Liu Xian's duties around him also laughed along, praising Deputy Commander Qin Feng for being young and talented, both wise and brave.
His mind was still focused on his soldiers, encouraging them not to fall behind.
Indeed, changes occurred on the training field. The soldier who had been leading slowed down; it seemed his warhorse had grown tired and could no longer run fast.
As several soldiers overtook him, an intense chase ensued, with only a few dozen centimeters separating them. It was extremely fierce.
Several soldiers riding Warhorses were chasing behind. Some had fallen behind, while others were running faster, striving to catch up.
In a short time, several soldiers on Black Warhorses caught up, pushing the front runners back and charging ahead with the original two.
Qin Feng watched excitedly, realizing that it was just as he had thought; until the very last moment, it was hard to know who the true victor would be, as changes were happening all the time.
Watching them fiercely competing on horseback, he wished he could ride his own Warhorse and take a lap.
Indeed, the true victor, the first to grab the flag, was a soldier who had caught up from behind. He wore black armor on his upper body and red trousers below.
His horse ran even faster, overtaking several soldiers in front with exceptional bravery, seizing the first red flag.
He left the dozen or so soldiers on Warhorses behind by at least two meters, showcasing remarkable skill.
Grabbing the red flag planted in the ground, he rode forward and vigorously waved it a few times to prove he was the first, clearly delighted.
The hundreds of cavalrymen surrounding him, armed with weapons, were also very pleased, shaking their weapons in welcome and excitement.
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