Tomorrow is an auspicious day for travel.

  Today, Zhao Xi stayed overnight at the guard camp. Everything that needed to be handed over was handed over, and everything that needed to be bid farewell to was bid farewell to. It's not a big deal, hearing family members nagging is also annoying, so he simply followed the example of the military generals and stayed overnight in the army camp.

  The day determined by the astronomical observatory, even the starting position and direction have been confirmed.

  Outside the city, or beside the East Water Gate... at this location, Zhao Xi was extremely suspicious that it was purely for convenience, and they could directly board the ship to set out.

  It's clear that the Imperial Observatory also knew about the military emergency and didn't play around. No matter what excuse they came up with, it had to be beneficial for going out to battle, rather than actually wanting to correspond with Heaven.

  Zhao Xi had an idea of showing off in the city of Bianliang, especially wanting to have the Imperial Guard fully armed and march around the city...

  Before going out to battle, it's taboo to show off too much, but when returning triumphantly, it's perfectly fine to flaunt one's military prowess. This notion is a characteristic of the literary men of our dynasty, so even the Imperial Guard's departure from the city was done quietly and without fanfare.

  At the third watch, the Heavenly Secretariat set out, so the Imperial Guards left Bianliang City without anyone noticing this group of strangely dressed soldiers except for the night watch.

  Green clothing, cloth shoes with leggings, a square object on the back, and a cross-shaped bag stuck to the chest.

  Inside these guys' shells is a jet-black, non-reflective armor...

  Then there was a tube as thick as an adult's upper arm, with a wooden base at the bottom and a black, sharp object like a thorn on top.

  This... Fu Bi and Wen Yanbo also saw the fully armed guards for the first time, feeling very awkward with their uniforms, equipment, and those iron pipes held on their right shoulders pointing upwards, as well as several short and thick copper tubes on their backs.

  "Freeze! …… Whooshing sounds……"

  "Reporting to Commander Di, the Southern Expedition Guard Battalion has arrived with 2,005 men as scheduled, and all are present. Please instruct..."

  Lü Gong stepped out of the ranks and ran to Di Qing's front, his right hand clutching his left chest, as if howling, shouting at Di Qing... He was really shouting!

  Not to mention Di Qing, even Fu Bian and Wen Yanbo were stunned by Lu Gongzhu's move... Is this still the same Lu Gongzhu?

  It's... Not, not a military man, but this momentum really made them look at each other in a new light.

  Elegance with a hint of masculinity is the most representative of men's masculinity, and at this moment, Lü Gongzheng accurately interpreted this point.

  "This expedition, expecting a triumphant return, wishing you all take care!"

  Di Qing was stunned, not only by the loud roar of Ang Lie's voice, but also by the equipment of the guards.

  Fu Bi took another step forward and directly said his farewell words.

  "Boarding... Departure..."

  Which one is which? Nobody knows if they are actually connected or not.

  There's no way around it, this Imperial Guard is different from all the other military units in the country, I'll have to get used to it gradually.

  In the Qing dynasty's military campaigns, although there were specialized logistics officers called "zhuanyunshi", the army had always been accustomed to living off the land, so the transportation of troops by sea was not too cumbersome.

  This was also Zhao Xi's first time taking a boat trip, feeling quite novel, and couldn't help but ignore Di Qing's searching eyes, turning around on the boat, looking left and right, without stopping.

  Don't understand, really don't understand. Zhao Xi just looked at it like that, didn't ask any questions, and didn't say anything, afraid of making a joke about not eating meat porridge.

  This thing, how to say it, Zhao Xi always thought that the pirate movies he had seen before should be the peak of ancient ships. Now it seems that the shipbuilding industry in this dynasty is absolutely comparable to that era of pirate ships.

  Under Di Qing's gaze, Zhao Xi let Wang Zhongzheng and Li Xian show off again.

  From quilt to dry ration bag, then to puttee and bayonet, even Wang Zhongzheng fired a shot at flying birds...

  The stupidest thing was that Wang Zhongzheng drew out Di Qing's waist knife, gathered his strength, and chopped a few times on Li Xian's helmet... nothing happened.

  As for this fire control... Your Highness said so, Di Qing didn't mind, just watching the inner attendant loading ammunition, was quickly rushed over and killed by cavalry.

  He's only interested in that quilt and those compressed biscuits. And that bayonet and helmet... close combat weapons...

  "Your Highness..."

  "Di Shuai, some things take time, one day, the imperial army will be fully equipped."

  Facing Di Qing, this purely martial general, Zhao Xi didn't mind showing off his martial emotions. However, let alone the crown prince, even an emperor couldn't afford to go against the entire imperial court.

  Zhao Xi never thought of hiding, but the situation forced him to put his ideas into practice in the Imperial Guard, even if it meant that the Imperial Guard would be beaten by the Western Capital Road Forbidden Army, with the same result.

  Perhaps it shouldn't have been let go on the last day, and the entire Xijing Road Imperial Guard should have been hanged to awaken the imperial court.

  A group of Lin's troops, scattered in the wilderness, can stir up the entire Guangnan; two thousand imperial guards can annihilate an entire forbidden army. Can't these things awaken the court?

  There is time! Yes, there is time. Old Dad was indeed not firm because the abolition of Qingli New Deal really hurt the hearts of the radicals, and with the death of Lao Fan on his way to transfer, they were all grief-stricken...

  Let me do it, how about? No need for anything, just need you guys to help out with a shout, can you?

  Why wait any longer?

  For the first time, Zhao Xi felt indignant and wanted to find an outlet for his emotions.

  Alas... Forget it! Zhao Xi understood that if an emperor were to become a lone individual, even the best policies would be impossible to implement.

  At the same time, an emperor without a foundation and following the crowd will also find it difficult to smoothly decide on a policy in the imperial court.

  Since the founding of our country, it has become a fixed rule... to share the world with scholars and officials!

  Scholars are not slaves, but a group that forms the imperial management layer with the emperor, a force, and a class.

  Still need to operate, must form enough influence on the imperial court's dead loyalists around oneself... Forget it.

  Di Qing seemed to have felt the Crown Prince's depression at this moment, and it seemed that his own cautiousness was similar...

  From Zhenjiang, along the Cai River to Huai, then all the way downstream, you can reach the Yangtze River, then enter the Xiangjiang River, pass through Lingqu and enter the Daxi River, and you can arrive in Guilin.

  Transportation by water all the way, eliminated the hardship of traveling by boat and carriage, and also allowed soldiers to conserve their energy.

  Northerners ride horses, southerners ride boats. At first, they followed the Tsai River, with calm waters, also taking care of the Crown Prince's possible unexpected experience on his first boat ride, without speeding up.

  Zhao Xi thought it was just this speed. Guangnan Road was broken, anxious and anxious, but more than 3,000 miles... anxious can only be endured.

  After leaving the Cai River, after a short period of time on the Grand Canal, the entire troop ship sped up after entering the Huai River.

  It wasn't until then that Zhao Xi believed that the so-called "thousand miles of Jiangling in one day" was not an exaggeration.

  At the ferry crossing into the Huai River, except for Deputy General Yang Wenguang leading the vanguard, all the Western Army converged with their commander-in-chief...

  For a time, the entire river surface was almost filled with troop ships, rushing forward in a mighty torrent!