On the morning of the next day, Zhu Biao entered Shitou Ridge on the southern outskirts of the county city. This was the last secret camp of the Hedong Army and the place where the Hedong Army was most different from other military areas. ※※Since Zhu Biao came to Hedong
, thousands of prisoners and more bandits from the entire Hedong were taken into this secret camp. As a result, in less than half a year, a large-scale secret camp had been erected in the mountains.
Early in the morning that day, a group of soldiers and horses entered Shitou Ridge. More than an hour later, there were hundreds of thorns in the secret camp stationed by two to three thousand soldiers. This group of people were bound by iron chains and ropes.
It formed a long dragon, and it could be seen from the clothes on its body that there were Han people and some barbarians.
The ones who entered the secret camp for special training this month were Yang Yanzhang's left camp and right department.
"General Li, this is the personnel roster. Please sign for it." Dub, who was leading the team, gave a solemn military salute to the leader of the secret camp, and then handed over a small booklet, the roster.
Li Xian glanced at the 'Human Dragon' escorted by Uncle Dub. He was much older than he was last year. He opened the roster and took a look, "One hundred and twenty-seven, which is quite a lot!"
As the eldest son of Li Huizu, the current head of the Li family, a father whose beloved son died and rebelled against the Nangong family, he really couldn't accept the new king and the Yun family's sudden change of attitude.
It is absolutely impossible for the King of Tang, the King of Tang, and the Li family to serve for him. So long before Li Yan defected to the Hedong Army, Li Xian and the entire Li family had already been under Zhu Biao's command.
However, talents were withering, and the Li family suffered too many and heavy losses in the previous Northern Expedition and the Peking Rebellion. Moreover, although Li Xian was in conflict with the king of Tang, he was unwilling to stand on the opposite side of the imperial court. He could take responsibility when he arrived in Hedong.
It’s just that the Lion’s Head Ridge secret camp is not listed on the surface.
"Last month, the beginning of this month, and now, in one and a half months, a total of 380 targets have been delivered. In five days, the last batch of this year will be delivered." Uncle Dub chuckled. He put away a signature and raised his hand towards Li Xian.
Another military salute.
It's the end of the year, and there are more bandits and thieves jumping around in Hedong, so the sorting is so fast. In the past, there were only one batch per month, and many times there were less than a hundred people in a batch.
"Bring them all over here!" After sending off the escorting troops, there was no need for Li Xian to greet him in the secret camp, so naturally someone started shouting loudly.
One hundred and twenty-seven "prisoners" who either had given up hope or still had their wishes, were escorted by the secret camp guards and entered the school grounds in the secret camp in fear.
"Line up! Two in a row. Get in line quickly!"
The frightened prisoners and criminals along the way no longer had the usual temper of riding horses and wielding swords. They were frightened and frightened, so they quickly lined up.
"Who is Zamuta? Come forward."
"Little... that's right." A man about the same height and height as Li Xian stood up. You could tell from his name that he was a barbarian.
Zhamuta is one of the Huqi eagles. He was captured two months ago in a battle with the Han cavalry at the border. The Han army's usual attitude towards Huqi prisoners was to kill them. Zhamuta thought that he
He would die soon. But he did not expect that the Han army did not come to chop off his head immediately. Instead, he regarded himself as a hard worker and was sent to a coal mine in Hedong to work as a coolie.
Zhamuta behaved very fiercely in the mine. He teamed up with a few barbarians who were sent to the coal mine with the same fate. He usually didn't dig hard at all. When the points reached, he would directly grab them from the surrounding areas.
Some of them were handed over in exchange for necessary food and water. He had always been notorious for his bad behavior and had long been marked by the supervisors of the coal mine. Now as a red target, he would definitely not survive!
"I..." Zhamuta's heartbeat was beating like a drum. The unconscious consciousness made him feel a murderous intention. However, Hu people are Hu people. He is hostile and discriminatory to Han people in his bones. This was revealed at the beginning.
Qieyi then returned to his fierce nature and said, "What's the matter? This is me. What can I teach you?"
The officer didn't have time to get angry about a dead man. With a slight wave of his hand, the three guards behind him ran towards Zamuta. One of them took off his shackles and handcuffs, while the other two held them firmly.
After everything was fine, Zamuta let go of him, and the last guard threw a knife to him.
The officer stepped forward, also holding a waist knife in his hand, "Zhamuta, let's make a gesture today. Life or death depends on fate. It's fair and just. It just depends on who has the tougher skills."
Zhamuta looked over and over again. All the guards and sergeants had retreated. He felt confident. He squinted and looked at the officer in front of him fiercely, "Hangu, I want to use grandpa as a whetstone. You are so beautiful."
." He raised the steel knife in his hand and rushed forward in a flash, "Look at the knife."
"Let's see how I can help you." The officer's rank is not high, he just looks like a team leader, but the murderous aura in his eyes is very strong, his body is as motionless as pouring copper, his hand has been raised, the knife is lying in the air, and the cold light is flowing.
, like a general going on an expedition, looking forward to a bloody battle.
The whole person has two feet on the ground, motionless, as stable as a stone.
The man from Zhamuta was still more than ten feet away. At this time, he tipped his toes, flapped his arms, and flew up like a big bird. In an instant, he was in front of the officer. A cold light suddenly appeared, and the sword in his hand was raised in the air.
Yang, drew a white arc and slashed towards the officer's neck.
This sword castrated extremely quickly, and the light of the sword rose sharply, as if a white light appeared in the sky for no reason. It was fierce and powerful, and he was worthy of being the top elite soldier of Hu Qi.
The wind of the sword surged, but the officer did not seem to dodge. He just swung his body like a small boat on the sea, swaying slightly in the huge waves, and avoided this fierce attack without even moving his feet.
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The blade almost fell from his side. Zhamuta's sword missed the target, and he immediately returned the sword and slashed across the target. His quick change of moves and speed could be said to be rich in experience, all in the blink of an eye.
But he was faster, and the officer was faster. His body still only swayed slightly, and he easily avoided the knife. "Behead!" He yelled, and the waist knife in his hand was slashed. A cold light flashed, and the knife was approaching.
Blood spattered three feet, and Zhamuta's head only had a strip of bloody skin hanging on his back. The body with the severed head rushed out two or three meters with inertia, and then fell to the ground.
The officer paid no attention to this and asked, "Where is Sada?"
"Boom", I saw a big man lying limp on the ground, "Sir, have mercy, sir, have mercy, spare this little man's life..."
"Spare your life?" The officer smiled coldly. He looked at the roster in his hand and said sternly, "Then why didn't you spare my Han family blood in the first place? Come here, hold him down."
The two guard sergeants shouted and rushed towards him, holding Sada down tightly.
Sada seemed to have seen his fate and struggled to break away from the sergeant's control. He screamed: "Sir, please spare my life. I will never dare to do it again. As long as you spare my life, I will be your slave from now on."
Be like an ox or a horse, be a servant or a slave, never regret it, never regret it."
"This... is what happens to a strong man who offends me!" The officer's expression was as cold as ice, he raised his sword high, and after saying this, he slashed down viciously.
Puff! Puff!
Blood splattered and the head fell to the ground. Sada bared his teeth and glared, looking ferocious, but his head had been moved forever. The captives and bandits who were watching were all horrified, and the formation was suddenly in chaos, fearing that it would be their turn next. They were all scrambling to get there.
Hide behind.
"stop!"
The officer gave a sharp shout and raised the bloody waist knife in his hand. The prisoners who retreated in fear suddenly fell into silence. They froze in place like puppets and did not dare to move or make any noise.
"In the next three months, as long as you cooperate well and train seriously, your lives can be spared. Now give them wooden knives and wooden guns."
Sima of the right army of the Zuo camp, who had been waiting in formation for some time, shouted loudly: "Zuo Qu, the troops from the former capital are marching out!"
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In the first month after returning to Hedong, Zhu Biao walked through every county in Hedong and every unit of the Hedong Army without stopping every day. Starting from the vicinity of the county seat and then to the entire Hedong counties, it took a whole day
Within a month, I had a detailed understanding and observed the current situation of the entire Hedong Army.
These practical details cannot be grasped by him sitting at home and looking at the system bar. Although it takes a lot of time, it is worth it.
At the same time, the troop training method of Yuanyang Formation was also popularized in the Hedong Army. In order to make it easier to dispatch and command, Zhu Biao directly reformed the military system. The number of soldiers was expanded from ten to twelve, so that every soldier had one
One hundred and twenty people, one group had 600 soldiers, and one group had 1,200 regular soldiers. But with the personal soldiers of the Army Sima and the troops of the tribe, the final number was close to 1,400.
The five divisions and one battalion, not counting the direct subordinates of the captain, the five divisions alone have 7,000 soldiers, which is much more than before. And the first battalion of the captain must not only have personal soldiers and baggage teams, but also documents.
The final number of military officers and medical officers reached 7,600. Zhu Biao simply added a reserve song to each battalion, with a strength of about 400. In this way, a full battalion of the Hedong Army would have eight people.
Thousands of soldiers. Pure soldiers are infinitely close to seven thousand!
The five generals Yang Yanzhang, Gao Xie, Li Panlong, Hu Yanqing, Li Xian, and Zhu Biao were assigned as two battalions each, plus five more troops directly under their command, if they all filled up the Hedong formation
The total strength of the army's infantry should be as many as 100,000. Adding the five cavalry corps, together with the guards battalion, the armored cavalry battalion, and the new army battalion, Zhu Biao's total military strength would reach an astonishing figure of 180,000.
However, it is obvious that this astonishing number is impossible for Zhu Biao to achieve now. It is difficult to gather the number of people, it is difficult to equip all the soldiers and armor, and there are even more people who eat horses and chew them. With his little property, he cannot afford such a big scene.
Zhu Biao planned to first fully organize five infantry battalions, which means the infantry strength was 40,000. Then Li Yan would pull up a group of armored cavalry. The number did not necessarily have to be large, but there must be at least a thousand cavalry, so as to achieve scale.
It can be used! There are five cavalry battalions, and the guard battalions are completed, so the total infantry and cavalry force is about 80,000.
With this number of direct soldiers and horses, we will be able to help them on the battlefield in the Central Plains in the future. Otherwise, it will be too deceptive like what happened in Kaizhou. Moreover, before going to the Central Plains again, Zhu Biao will have to make love with the Hu people.
Intimate. With this direct line as the foundation, and Zhou Jun's support, he didn't know whether he could complete the long-lost S-level mission, but he must have done it with all his strength. These Tang kings also agreed, and it was Zhu
One of the agreements he made with Biao when he left Peiping!
On December 20th, Zhu Biao set off south to Peiping. It was the New Year, and local civil and military officials were going to the court to pay homage. Hedong, Hexi and other important military towns were no exception. This year, the Northern Han Dynasty had a rare good year in more than ten years!
The main force was concentrated on the Hu cavalry outside the Chen Kingdom, and few soldiers went south. This benefited not only Hedong, but also the entire Northern Han border area. With the financial support of the Tang Dynasty, it took one year to cultivate.
The national strength was boosted.
Arriving in Peiping on December 25, Zhu Biao ordered someone to prepare a generous gift and deliver it to the door of the Yibei Marquis Mansion the next day.
"Father, Zhu Biao ordered me to send a New Year's gift..." Yu Xinxian timidly said to his father, holding the gift list in his hand, which was obviously a very thin piece of paper. It felt like a hot yam in his hand.
He stopped writing, but Yu Ziliang's figure did not move for a while. He only stared blankly at the wet handwriting on the desk, his eyes full of melancholy, regret and resentment!
In a daze, the scenes from back then appeared in front of Yu Ziliang's eyes, and the past scenes are still fresh in his memory. Is it easy for him? With his sharp eyes, he finally found a good son-in-law for his granddaughter, but now he can't even come to the door.
The crack has been deeply planted, and no matter how much it is healed, it will never be restored to the original state!
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On the first day of the first lunar month, all ministers paid their congratulations. Amidst the singing of praises and the singing and dancing of birds and birds, the new year arrived and the new year began.
This day was really busy. First, there was the imperial dynasty. Hundreds of officials went to the Hanyuan Hall to pay homage to the new king Ji Yun, and then went to the Wenhua Hall to pay homage to the Queen Mother. Although the Queen Mother’s palace was not the Wenhua Hall, the Changsheng Hall was in the harem, outside.
I still can't enter.
This time and space is no better than the Ming and Qing Dynasties in Zhu Biao's previous life, with his knees bent. Here, it is a real man with gold under his knees, kneeling three times and nine kowtows to the king, which is only once a year. Regardless of Ji Yun's throne
How did it come about? After two years of accumulation, especially the improvement in the overall national strength this year, Ji Yun's throne is really in prison.
Zhu Biao was ranked fourth among the military attaches, Taiwei Cai Jueshen, Minister of War Ma Mao, Pingbei General Wu Hengfei. And then there was him. Looking at Ji Yun sitting upright on the throne of Yutai, I wonder if he had ever thought about being imprisoned at this moment.
father in.
Zhu Biao didn't believe that no one had understood the matter about the crown prince. The attitude of Ji Yun and the Yun family suddenly changed. The Tang Dynasty king repeatedly interfered in the Northern Han Dynasty, and the traces were too obvious and heavy. There are many smart people in the world.
Yes!
But everything is doomed. Ji Yun is now a veritable King of Han. Moreover, those who know about these scandalous things at the upper level consciously abide by the rules of the power game at the upper level and will never spread to the middle or lower levels wantonly.
Seeing Zhu Biao, who was almost ashamed of himself, bowing down in front of him in an orderly manner, Ji Yun's heart surged with overwhelming joy. After that, Ji Yun completed the ceremony of offering sacrifices to the Ancestral Temple as a king. At this moment, he was completely intoxicated with Bai Biao.
In the joy of surrender.
In comparison, Zhu Biao's expression has always been very cold. The rift between monarch and minister has been established. It is strange that he can be in a good mood when he bows down to a mother and son who can even abandon his father and husband just because of power.
However, Zhu Biao's cold appearance at this time only made Ji Yun feel more elated, and his joy completely overwhelmed his own. Fortunately, when he offered sacrifices to the Ancestral Temple, he almost made mistakes several times.
After offering sacrifices to the Ancestral Temple, Ji Yun ordered a banquet to be held at the Ganlu Hall for all the ministers. Zhu Biao followed Cai Jueshen to the banquet. Cai Jueshen was honored as the Taiwei, so he naturally had to be busy exchanging cups with the ministers. Ma Mao was not as big as him
In the limelight, he even said something to Zhu Biao. He was an upright and loyal person. Although he had no friendship with Zhu Biao in the past, in his heart he had great hopes for the change of attitude towards the King of Tang and the new king.
mind.
Sitting on the seat, he whispered to Zhu Biao and pointed out some new ministers and Wang Sunxungui. In particular, he pointed out two people, Wang Zichang, Yue Hua, the representative of the Tang Dynasty in the Northern Han Dynasty, Ma Maoyong'fei
The sentence "Hanchen is better than Hanchen" is used to describe anger.
Zhu Biao was not very familiar with Prince Chang, but he was an old rival with Yue Hua. It is unclear what role they would play in the court of the Northern Han Dynasty.
But Zhu Biao had no intention or need to pay attention to them. He had already reached an agreement with the King of Tang, and some things had to be forgotten. Ma Mao was not one to gossip, so he and Zhu Biao soon brought the topic to the Mandarin Duck Formation.
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During the Song Army's journey of thousands of miles, the power of the Mandarin Duck Formation was fully demonstrated along the way, which had already attracted the attention of some interested people. Ma Mao, who was the Minister of the Ministry of War of the Northern Han Dynasty, was one of them. And first come first, he also decided to start from Zhu Biao early.
I got the formation and the secret in my hand.
Ma Mao was a civil servant. Although he had read a lot of military books, he felt that he was not capable of leading troops. He was not Cai Jueshen! But he was dissatisfied with the half-filled bottle of military books on the art of war, but he also knew that formations are not just about looking at formation diagrams.
It can be done, that is, there must be secrets, and there must be true secrets. Otherwise, why would the same formation fall into the hands of different people, and the power is so different? The mandarin duck formation or the small team formation is more suitable.
To fight with Ling soldiers, you need to have a unique know-how.
When Ma Mao asked Zhu Biao about the secret of the Yuanyang Formation in a roundabout way, the corners of Zhu Biao's mouth turned up for the first time that day. What secret did he have? It was completely a system increase.
However, he had completely understood the Yuanyang Formation and casually summarized three points. Ma Mao, who knew something about the Yuanyang Formation, nodded his head.
The northern border of the Central Plains, an absolutely secret place, at the same time.
In the stone room, wine was spread all over the table, with only leftovers of food on it. A middle-aged man in cotton-padded clothes, with a disheveled appearance, passed out drunk on the wooden bed in the room, sleeping as if he was dead.
There is also a desk in the room, with pens, ink and paper. The ink is still wet, and there is a piece of writing paper in the center of the desk filled with words.
“Walking from south to north, from west to east, life seems to be empty.
The sky is empty, the earth is empty, and life is mixed in it.
The sun is empty and the moon is empty. What's the point of coming and going?
The fields are empty, the land is empty, and the owners have changed many times.
Gold is empty, silver is empty, how can it be in your hands after death?
My wife is empty, my son is empty, and we will not meet each other on the road to hell.
In the Tripitaka, emptiness is form, and in the Prajna Sutra, form is emptiness.
Walking west in the morning and east in the evening, life is just like a bee picking flowers.
After harvesting the honey from hundreds of flowers, all the hard work is in vain.
Late at night, I heard the drums at the third watch, and I turned over and didn't realize that the fifth watch was in the middle of the night.
If you think about it carefully from the beginning, it is Nankeyi's dream..."
