Jinzhou, Liaodong

Sun Chengzong was writing quickly at his desk.

"It has become a trend for our Ming Dynasty to control martial arts with literature, but this method has many disadvantages. Military generals lead troops, civil servants train troops; military generals command operations, civil servants command dispatch; military generals defend the frontier, but all staff are civil servants; generals lead troops outside, but they ask the court's method of attacking and defending.

Let me ask you what the purpose of this for a long time is that the court still needs military generals? It would be better to let all civil officials lead the troops. Therefore, I think this is the biggest disadvantage of our Ming Dynasty.

Over the years, many people have been wondering why the Jiangning Army has been able to win invincible since its establishment. The old ministers believe that in addition to the well-equipped soldiers and soldiers who use their lives, the Jiangning Army's lack of civil servants is the biggest reason.

Therefore, the old ministers thought that our Ming Dynasty should delegate power to military generals. Select people with spirit and strategy to fully act as a representative of border affairs and are not controlled by civil servants. They do not care about their small victory or defeat. The task of military generals is to defend the pass, prevent the enemy from entering Shanhaiguan without authorization, and then slowly recover the lost land..."

"The Superintendent..."

Just when Sun Chengzong was writing in a divine way, a voice sounded at the door.

Sun Chengzong said without looking back: "Element, wait a moment, I will write it in a while."

The person who came was not someone else, but Yuan Chonghuan. He said helplessly: "The governor is not the last general who is unwilling to wait, but an angel came from outside, saying that he wanted to promulgate you."

"An angel came to the court?"

Sun Chengzong was slightly shocked and said quickly: "Then what are you waiting for? Hurry up to gather the generals to welcome the angels."

Half an hour later, a middle-aged and slightly fat eunuch handed over an imperial edict to Sun Chengzong, and smiled and said, "Congratulations to Lord Sun for congratulating Lord Sun, and you can make great contributions to the court again."

Sun Chengzong took the imperial edict and gave a wink at a central officer beside him. The officer quickly stepped forward and led the side hall next to the angel road to serve tea. Of course, there were naturally some white thoughts to offer it.

Sun Chengzong held the imperial edict in his hand and led the generals to the lobby. After he respectfully put the imperial edict down, he said to the generals: "Everyone, everyone has heard of Your Majesty's imperial edict. I wonder what you think about this?"

Zhao Shujiao, who was already a little impatient, rushed to the front and said, "Supervisor, this is a good thing. The Tartars have been showing off their power in Liaodong for so many years, and this time they finally have to attack him. Isn't this something we have been trying to do over the years but cannot do it?"

Zhao Rujiao's words aroused the approval of some generals. Since Yang Feng taught Manchu a lesson several times in a row, the saying that Manchu was not satisfied and the Manchu was invincible has long become a joke, which also made the Ming army see the weakness of the Qing Dynasty.

But even though the Qing Dynasty was weak, it was still not something that the current Liaodong army could eat.

After more than a year of breathing, Huang Taiji sorted out the Man Eight Banners again. At present, the total strength of the Qing army's Eight Banners is about 70,000. With the Mongolian Eight Banners and the Han army's banner, the total strength of the Qing army is about 130,000 to 140,000. Such a force cannot be chewed by the Liaodong Army.

Therefore, even though the generals of the Liaodong Army wanted to launch an attack and regain lost territory, the two sides won and lost after several battles. This also made Sun Chengzong and the Liaodong generals realize that even though the Qing Dynasty was weak, they were not able to eat it alone. Now this imperial edict has made everyone see hope.

Jiangning Army, this is currently known as the most powerful army in China. If they join, they will surely be able to destroy the Qing Tartars who have suffered for decades in the Ming Dynasty, right?

When he thought of annihilated his original confidant troubles, many officers including Zhao Rujiao became excited.

But not all generals have the same thought as Zhao Lujiao.

Zu Dashou pondered for a while before clasping his fists at Sun Chengzong: "Supervisor, this appreciation is said. Let us and the Jiangning Army launch a general attack on the Tartars, but the last general dared to ask, who is the main battle in this battle? Is it our Liaodong Army who listened to Jiangning Marquis or Jiangning Marquis who listened to you? There must be a primary or secondary issue, right?"

"Huh...yeah!"

"General Zu is right, this matter is a bit difficult to deal with."

All the generals also started to discuss.

Everyone is an old corps, so of course they are very clear about the importance of unification of orders during marching and fighting. The most taboo thing is to go out to multiple families. If no one accepts everyone, there is no need to fight this battle.

A voice suddenly sounded: "This is not simple. Our governor has been guarding Liaodong for many years and is very familiar with Liaodong. He is also an imperial teacher. Whether it is qualifications or positions, he is the best candidate for the commander this time. Although the Marquis of Jiangning is prominent, he is still a little worse than the governor. Naturally, you should be responsible for this commander!"

When everyone saw that the person talking was a boy who was only sixteen or seventeen years old. The boy was tall and tall with an eagle nose and tiger eyes. He was no one else, but Zu Dashou's nephew, Wu Sangui, who was the Qianzong at the time.

Seeing Wu Sangui stand up and speak, Zu Dashou glared at his nephew and cursed: "The governor is currently there, and there are so many uncles and elders present. How can you, a little Qianshou, speak? You can't retreat quickly!"

Seeing Zu Dashou cursing, all the generals present rolled their eyes. Who are you pretending to be scolding? Who do you don’t know that you are raising this nephew as your own son?

Although Wu Sangui was scolded, he still stubbornly said, "Although the general of the Imperial Army is young, he also knows the reason why snakes are not without heads. If we wait for the Liaodong Army to listen to the orders of the guest army from afar, the Imperial Army will be the first to be dissatisfied!"

Looking at the performance of the nephew and uncle, someone next to him said: "General Wu is very ambitious, but this is useless to tell us. After a few days, when Jiangning Army arrives, you will tell Jiangning Hou himself that Jiangning Hou may not compete with us for the position of head coach if he is guilty."

"you……"

Wu Sangui's face couldn't help but turn red. Don't look at his swearing now that he is justified, if he really wants to face the Jiangning Hou who is intimidating the Ming Dynasty, let alone him, I'm afraid even his uncle Zu Dashou wouldn't dare to say that.

"Okay, stop arguing."

At this time, Sun Chengzong spoke and saw him stroke his beard.

"It's just a head coach. If the Marquis of Jiangning can lead everyone into Shengjing, what if this governor is his deputy? Besides, the Jiangning army is a pillar of my Ming Dynasty. There is nothing to be ashamed of this governor."

"Supervisor!"

After hearing what Sun Chengzong said, many people were anxious. This is not an ordinary dispute between the main and the deputy, but it is a question of how many benefits can be gained in the future.
Chapter completed!