I stand on a raised platform and stare, excitement raising the hairs on my arms. Below me the best part of a legion of six thousand warriors stare back, thousands of unique faces bear frowns of readiness, grimaces of courage and stares of certainty. Every one of them stands ready to do battle for their ruler, every one of them seems prepared to risk life and limb at a command, but of course not one of them ever will. For this is the great Terracotta Army.
It stands in peace in the hills above Xi’an, hopefully having survived it’s greatest tribulations at the hands of a Communist regime obsessed with cultural vandalism. Yet the still, silent soldiers must have had some defence on their side because the cultural revolution that destroyed so much of China’s Imperial history left this Emperor’s warriors relatively in tact for the most part. Something for which I am extremely grateful after many dissapointing historical letdowns in the country.
It’s not so much the scale of the work that strikes me, though this has to be seen to be properly appreciated, it’s the artistic variety and finesse. So many wonders and monuments are great in their scale; from the Army’s fellow Chinese wonder, the Great Wall, to the Pyramids of Giza to the Colossus of Rhodes. What makes this wonder so interesting to me is the level of detail and craftsmanship exibited by the army. Each man is different to his neighbours, set apart from those in front, behind and to each side by his hairstyle, the fall of his cape or even just the set of his brow. Generals stand proud in their finery while cavalrymen control their horses and lowly soldiers look to their leaders for direction. Millenia ago each man bore a weapon wih which to defend their dead emperor in the afterlife, but these have long since rotted.
As well as providing a breathtaking sight, or rather three breathtaking sites in three enclosed excavation pits, this army also provides an insight into the mind of Emperor Qin Chi Huang, the undeniably great leader whose soul they guard in eternity. This is the man who united China under his own rule, the man who built more of the Great Wall than any other and the man who China is still named after. He is a man of undeniably strong drive, but what kind of man is driven to build a wall along one entire border of his empire? What drives a man to bury himself in a fortified tomb with a fearful army to command in the afterlife?
Terror, that’s what. Emperor Qin was a man driven by fear, he lived his life behind walls or commanding armys of unprecedented size safely from the rear. Whateverone may say about this, it meant he died an old man, and when he did he was prepared. He had an entire city of death built, with our terracotta friends standing guard nearby. Here his body would be well defended, but even this didn’t quell his fear of his enemies. So scared was he of being discovered and exhumed by his enemies that every man who worked on his tomb and his army, as well as everone who saw it or planned it, were put to death to keep its whereabouts a secret. This obviously worked for the most part as the majority od the tomb and army stayed hidden and in tact until well into the twentieth century, when it was dug up, marvelled at, smashed up a bit for good measure (thanks Mao) and finally recognised as a wonder of the world.
Several decades later, enter us after a morning of queuing, finding the right bus and brushing off touts and we are back at the beggining of this post with me staring at the unmoving warriors as they stand guard over their deceased ruler. Pit 1 is by far the most impressive and recogniseable, having been displayed in countless textbooks and guides. Pit 2 is smaller but still impressive, full of bowmen and high ranking officials who bought up the rear of Qi’an armies. Pit 3 is very much a work in progress where many bits of partly dug up warrior litter the out-of-bounds central area.
There is also a museum where the army’s two famous bronze chariots are displayed along with a lot of incredibly self congratulatory stuff about the project. While you may expect the museum to convey the idea of “we discovered this, isn’t it great?” and give information on the army, rather it’s more “we discovered this, aren’t we great” with info on the political bigshots behind he project. We’ve noticed that many of China’s museums take on this self congratulatory tone, often at the expense of real insight into the subject. Anyway these are mere thorns in the side in comparison to the marvellous militaristic grandeur of the Army which makes it well worth a visit.
Entry tickets are 150 Yuan (£15 at time of writing), or half price for student card holders and OAPs. To get there tours from the lovely nearby city of Xian are an option, but these can be expensive and it’s not a difficult journey to DIY:
Just head to Xian Bei (North) railway station near the old north gate and look for the bus park to the right of the main station. Look for tourist bus 5 (306), which will be grey in colour, costing 7 Yuan (70p*) each way. Ignore the blue and green buses which cost more and stop at various shops on the route. The various touts will say that the queue is long and their bus is quicker but the queue and the bus both move fast. Then just ride the bus to the end and return to the drop off point to come back.