Returning to Longyou from Hanzhong, you must pass through Jicheng.
Jicheng is the seat of the Longyou Dudufu, and the capture of Liangzhou this time was mainly based on the Dudufu, with the Xiaowei Fu as a supplement.
Coupled with his relationship with General Zhao, Feng Yong must pay a visit when he comes back this time.
Unexpectedly, Mr. Zhao opened the middle door early and stood waiting in front of the door.
Feng Yongyuan saw this scene from a distance and quickly ran forward to salute:
"Old general, you are... you are so virtuous and capable, you really don't dare to take this position!"
Even though he is now the governor of Liangzhou, he is still not enough in front of Zhao Yun.
"In terms of qualifications, of course you can't afford it. But I'm not here to welcome you, but to welcome a great hero of the Han Dynasty."
Although Zhao Yun acted like an old man with a straight face in front of the public, he could not hide the joy in his tone and eyes.
I saw Zhao Yun helping Feng Yong up, "Last time you were carrying the emperor's orders and rushed through Jicheng, and you didn't even have time to say a few words."
"This time you have to stay in Jicheng for two more days. Tell me what you did after you led the troops out of Xiaoguan. The things written in the military newspaper are after all too simple and not satisfying enough."
"Since the old general has said this, how dare you disobey?"
Feng Yong's expression was natural, and he was not surprised at all that Zhao Yun would say this.
The emergence of the armored cavalry can be regarded as a brand new thing for all military commanders and generals outside the captain's mansion.
Brand-new things bring new ways of fighting, and any qualified general will subconsciously want to understand them clearly at the first opportunity.
When he was in Hanzhong, the Prime Minister of the Han Dynasty repeatedly asked Feng Yong about every detail of the Battle of Xiaoguan.
He almost didn't ask about Feng Junhou's flirting with General Guan on the stage.
"well!"
Zhao Yun nodded repeatedly, and then his eyes fell on the group of young men behind Feng Yong.
I saw that they were all carrying luggage uniformly, with water bags hanging on their waists, and cloth strips wrapped around their legs and shins. Although it was a bit strange, they looked neat.
With this kind of attire, you can tell at a glance that he is someone under Feng Yong.
In Longyou at the end of March, the weather was already very warm, but it was far from hot.
Everyone in this group of young men had red faces, and their foreheads and faces were stained with sweat. They seemed to be coming in a hurry.
They were all staring at him with curiosity, excitement, excitement, etc. Zhao Yun was not surprised by this, after all, he often received such looks from military officers.
What surprised him was why Feng Yong brought people to the Governor's Mansion on purpose?
"Old general, these are the students I brought from Nanxiang. They are considered the first batch of disciples taught by Master Xiang."
Feng Yong saw Zhao Yun looking at him with inquiring eyes and quickly explained:
"They have admired the old general for a long time, so I brought them here by the way so that they can experience the old general's majesty."
Anyway, Xiang Lang is not here, and he has also given lectures to these students. Feng Junhou is not afraid to borrow the name of Old Master Xiang.
"oh?"
As soon as he heard that he was Xiang Lang's disciple, Zhao Yun couldn't help but take a second look.
When he noticed Zhang Yuan and others, he even stopped for a moment, and then looked at Feng Yong with some surprise, "These young men... do you want to put them in the army?"
What a great reading seed!
In the past few years, people and materials traveling from Hanzhong to Pingxiang have to pass through Jicheng.
At the same time, there were often material deliveries between Jicheng and Pingxiang, so Zhao Yun naturally knew something about the students from Nanxiang Academy.
I dare not say anything else, but they are definitely more than qualified for the position of grain and grass officer in the army.
What's more, judging from Feng Yong's tone, this group may still be the most outstanding students in recent years.
It would be too wasteful to put it in the army and let them sort out food and grass.
"That's not entirely true. At present, about ten people have been confirmed to serve in the army."
"I see." Zhao Yun couldn't comment on this, "I'm afraid he's a disciple of Master Xiang, but I'm afraid he's your student, right?"
With that said, he turned his head again and said to the group of students, "I'm all buried up to my neck in loess, what's so good about me?"
"If you really want to look at it, you still have to look at your mountain chief. From now on, the big men will have to rely on people like Feng Jishi."
"Twenty thousand people defeated one hundred thousand Cao thieves. I have never achieved anything like this in my life."
Seeing Zhao Yun taking the initiative to speak to them, the students were all in a commotion.
However, when they heard that Zhao Yun actually said such words, they burst out laughing again, with proud expressions on their faces.
"Now that you have opened your mouth, how can I not give you this face? Anyway, the Governor's Mansion is big enough. I will set up a banquet in the mansion today to entertain the scholars."
Zhao Yun unexpectedly gave Feng Yong face.
This time, not to mention the students, even Feng Yong was a little flattered, "Old General, this...I'm afraid they can't bear it..."
"What can't you bear? A student of a famous general in the world and the governor of Liangzhou in the Han Dynasty. Isn't his status not enough?"
Zhao Yun waved his hand without any doubt, "That's it, let's go, go back to the house first!"
Sure enough, when Zhang Yuan and others heard what Zhao Yun said, their faces showed moved expressions.
"Oh, by the way, there are no good cooks in the governor's house. You have to provide the cook and pork yourself."
Zhao Yun had just taken two steps when he suddenly remembered something and gave special instructions.
Mr. Zhao didn't feel the slightest bit embarrassed about doing such shameless behavior.
"Ah? Okay... then!"
Feng Yong almost turned the corner and said, "Zhang Yuan!"
"Here!" Zhang Yuan responded loudly subconsciously, then ran over and saluted: "What are the instructions from the mountain chief?"
"You go to the warehouse of Dongfeng Express and ask them to send two cooks and a few pigs and sheep, and then tell them that I want to dine at the Governor's Mansion."
"promise!"
Zhang Yuan simply turned around and ran away.
Before the Battle of Longyou, due to the increase in grain production and the castration and fattening technology spread from Nanxiang, the practice of raising pigs and dolphins in captivity had become popular in the Han Dynasty.
After taking down Longyou, the trend of captivity will become stronger.
After all, Feng Junhou began to promote the breeding of cattle and sheep in Longyou.
In the past, big men also raised pigs, but that was called herding.
That is to say, like herding sheep, you drive pigs to the wild to find food.
Such pigs have a long growth cycle and the taste of their meat. Their bodies are full of lean meat and very little fat.
For people in this era, fat meat is much more delicious than lean meat.
Especially for the wealthy families in the upper class of Han Dynasty, braised pork is a must-have dish at banquets. It is fat but not greasy, sweet and delicious.
Because this dish requires castrated and fattened pork, it also requires brown sugar.
It is simply not something that ordinary people can afford.
As Jicheng is the largest city in Longyou, Dongfeng Express will naturally build a transit warehouse here, and Xinghanhui will also send people to stay here.
Wherever there is a prosperous Han society, raising pigs is indispensable.
The Governor's Mansion is indeed as the old man said, occupying a huge area.
Upon entering the gate, there is a large and spacious vestibule, enough to accommodate hundreds of people.
Naturally, Zhao Yun did not have dinner with the students. Allowing them to visit the Governor's Mansion and treating them to a meal in his name was enough to make these students excited.
Zhao Yun stood in front of the window of the room, watching Zhang Yuan instructing the students to set up tables and chairs and arrange for them to sit in order.
Finally, I saw about a dozen students coming out of the martial arts hall, sitting upright even when eating, and no one made a sound. They suddenly said to Feng Yong: "That young gentleman can at least be the school captain."
"
Feng Yong chuckled: "Since the old man said so, I have to teach him a lesson when I regain Liangzhou."
"Huh?" Zhao Yun turned around, "Are you going to send him to Liangzhou with me?"
Feng Yong nodded, "It's not just him, but the dozen or so students with him."
"They are all the most outstanding among this group of disciples. You must have put a lot of effort into cultivating them over the years. Are you really willing to do this?"
Zhao Yun raised his eyebrows, "Aren't you afraid of any eventuality?"
"The battle formation is a dangerous place. Who can guarantee that nothing will happen?" Feng Yong said calmly, "Besides, no matter how dangerous it is, is it as dangerous as the battle at Xiaoguan?"
Not to mention the battle at Jieting, why don’t I go to the battle in person? I can go into battle, why can’t they?”
At this point, Feng Yong said with some emotion, "This time when I returned to Hanzhong, the prime minister mentioned the old general's body when he talked to me about Zhang Changshi's death due to illness."
"The Prime Minister mentioned more than once that during these years, in the Han army, there were more than 70 generals including Sang Yangqun, Ma Yu, Yan Zhi, Ding Li, Bai Shou, Liu He, Deng Tong, etc., as well as Qu Chang."
"As for the surprise generals, there are more than a thousand warriors, Wuqian, and others. These are all the elites from all over the world that the late emperor gathered for decades. Now, even the old generals have come to pay attention to their health."
"Therefore, the Han Dynasty seems to be at its peak of talent, but the lieutenant colonels, military lords, commanders, generals, etc. are in urgent need of supplements."
"Coupled with the huge victory over Cao Thief, we need to pay more attention to this issue."
"So I think it would be a good thing if these ten or so students from Nanxiang Martial Arts Hall can take on this responsibility."
Are generals important?
Of course it's important.
But for the current Han Dynasty, because a large number of outstanding generals have emerged over the years, they no longer need to worry too much about this problem.
However, the elite middle- and lower-level officers who are of the same batch as the older generation of generals are gradually aging and dying, which is a prominent problem.
The army led by Feng Yong can solve this problem by forcibly promoting literacy and strict training.
Because of this, talents can be selected as quickly as possible, and at the same time, the military can have strong organization and discipline.
However, the investment involved is not something that the average military can afford.
Just the logistical meals to support high-intensity training, once promoted nationwide, would be enough to overwhelm the finances of any country in the Han, Wei, and Wu kingdoms.
Meat, oil, rice, noodles, and even sugar, can ordinary people afford to eat them on a regular basis?
Otherwise, the Han Prime Minister would not have allowed Feng Yong to have independent power over the years.
It only limited the size of the army, and at the same time cleverly controlled Feng Yong's logistics and transportation routes.
When Zhao Yun heard what Feng Yong said, the expression on his face gradually became solemn:
"This is actually to seek a future for the country!"
As he said that, he felt a little relieved and sighed, "I didn't expect that the young man back then would have grown so much. Even if I retire, I can feel at ease."
"Old General, you can't retreat yet, Liangzhou is still waiting for you to recover."
Feng Yong said quickly, "Besides, the Nanxiang Martial Arts Hall is missing a highly respected military veteran..."
"Okay, so you are waiting for me here!"
Zhao Yun suddenly laughed and pointed at Feng Yong, "Sure enough, he is still the same Feng Langjun as before! With what you said before, is there any reason for me not to agree?"
When Feng Yong heard this, he was overjoyed and said, "Old general, it's settled! In fact, I'm doing it for your own good."
"In the future, even if you can't lead the troops into battle in person, it's better to teach the juniors a lesson on the sand table than to sit idle at home and be bored."
"Besides, this martial arts lecture hall will become bigger in the future, and there may be some actual military training. If the old general really feels itchy, he can go into battle himself..."
"Sure enough, Mr. Feng's words are so clever that he really made me fall in love with him."
Zhao Yun shook his head, turned around, walked to a large table covered with linen, and lifted the linen cloth:
"We'll talk about the rest later. I just want to compete with the famous General Feng on the sand table. Come here!"
Feng Yong went over and just glanced at the sand table and saw that this was the terrain of Xiaoguan.
After the Battle of Xiaoguan, there were countless reviews in the army at Xiaochang Prefecture, and even the commander of the village participated.
Feng Yong had already memorized this map very well.
I saw Zhao Yun pick up the long whip and walk to the side representing Cao Wei: "Come, I will be Cao Zhen for once, and you can do it again as you did when you sent troops to Xiao Pass."
The troops left Xiaoguan in two groups and went south along the main road and Jingshui River to break through Wushi City as quickly as possible.
Then he lured the snakes out under Jingyang City to mobilize the Wei army, so he set up a maze formation.
Zhao Yun on the other side frowned and was a little undecided.
Because this is simply a dead end.
Guan Ji was completely in control of the initiative. How to break the city and when to break the city were all in a single thought.
Feng Yong's route was full of cavalry, at least one man and two cavalrymen.
The two armies are not one positive and one strange in the traditional sense, but can alternate between virtual and real at any time.
Unless Xiahou Ba can defend Yuezhi City, and Hu Zun returns to defend Linjing, with the help of Xianyu arriving from Chang'an, he can withstand Guan Ji's pressure.
Otherwise, Cao Zhen would still have to turn around and head north no matter what.
"Cao Zhen's arrangement is no problem."
After listening to Feng Yong's words, Zhao Yun shook his head and threw the whip. It seemed that there was no good solution, "This is a dead end."
"Even if I were to replace you, we still have to deploy a large army below Xiaoguan. Firstly, we can wait for work in leisure, and secondly, we can have a few more days to attack the city."
Feng Yongshan led the army to attack, whether it was seizing Longguan, fighting Jieting, or Dingjin City, they all proved this point.
It was impossible for Cao Zhen not to know, so instead of giving up his military advantage, he fought a decisive battle with Feng Yong in the Jingshui Valley where he could not deploy a hundred thousand troops.
It would be better to choose an open area and force Feng Yong to come by himself.
This is a decision that kills three birds with one stone.
"I just didn't expect it..."
Zhao Yun glanced at Feng Yong, his eyes were a little complicated, and he even felt a little pity for Cao Da Sima in his heart.
Feng Junhou understood the old man's look: He didn't expect his opponent to be a loser...
Moreover, there is a link between high-level arms and junior arms in Legend of Heroes of the Three Kingdoms...
The cheating Feng Junhou coughed in embarrassment: "Old General, let's talk about Liangzhou. When does the old general plan to enter Liangzhou?"
"No rush." Zhao Yunhun said nonchalantly, "How are your arrangements over there?"
"Well, now Xu Miao doesn't trust the wealthy families in Liangzhou at all. The one guarding the other end of the valley is Hu Qi."
"I happen to know those leaders of Hu Qi..."
Zhao Yun glanced at Feng Yong faintly again.
Feng Junhou understood again: The dark ghost king is far-sighted?
