Li Xiaogong couldn't figure it out. It would be understandable if those common people and untouchables were unwilling to accept the status quo. But Fang Jun himself was a member of a powerful family and was born into the ruling class. Why would he want to stand up for those ants at the expense of himself?
What about the interests?
Even a sage like Confucius once said, "The people can be guided by it, but not made to know it." The rulers and the people of Guizhou are inherently opposed. "Those who work hard govern people, and those who work hard govern others." The country
Isn’t that how it should be?
The heads of Guizhou are ignorant. They look like they have nothing to eat and no clothes to cover their bodies. But once they are given three meals of food and clothing, they will become greedy and insatiable. They will cry and shout for more. If they cannot be satisfied, they will make noises.
Make trouble.
On the contrary, you only need to squeeze them so hard that they will spend all their energy on food and clothing, and they will no longer have the energy to think about other things, and the world will naturally be harmonious.
If the emperor is wise and benevolent, the people will live easier; if the emperor is cruel and unkind, the people will work harder. This is also a matter of course. If whether the people can eat well and wear warm clothes is the responsibility of the emperor and the officials in the world, then who is responsible for it?
Become an official and become an emperor when you are full and full?
People are divided into three, six or nine grades at birth, and the nobles of the aristocratic families are also from the head of Guizhou. It is just that the ancestors have struggled for hundreds or even hundreds of years to accumulate the current family fortune, which can enable future generations to study wisely, govern the world, and rule the common people.
Should it be done from time to time?
Is it possible to let those heads of Guizhou, who don't know a word of Chinese characters and can't make any sense, govern the world?
It has to be chaotic.
Anyone who dares to say such things must be completely stupid.
But no matter how you look at it, Fang Jun doesn't look like a fool with a broken brain...
"Then you should continue to be so noble. I hope you can remain true to your ambitions and not be inconsistent with your appearance and forget your original intention when faced with the temptation of interests in the future."
As Li Xiaogong spoke, he straightened his clothes, stepped out from the rain corridor, and quickly arrived at the main entrance of Wude Hall. His Royal Highness had already arrived in his crowned robes, surrounded by imperial guards, and all the people who came to participate in the "big burial" had also arrived.
Gathered here, they were arranged according to their status under the command of the Ministry of Rites, Zongzheng Temple officials, chamberlains, and palace officials.
The "big burial" is about to begin.
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General Su Jia of the Right Houwei stood on his horse under the tower of Yanxi Gate, looking at the fierce fighting in the direction of Chengtian Gate. One after another, people in front were injured. The soldiers who died in the battle were transported out of Yanxi Gate and then sent out of Chang'an by Chunming Gate.
He raised his hand to touch the rainwater on his face, spit hard, and asked around: "How many casualties are there?"
The official who recorded the incident and joined the army immediately said: "One thousand were seriously injured, three thousand were slightly injured, and more than six hundred were killed in the battle."
Su Jia frowned and felt heavy.
There was no room for evasion in such a deadly battle, and ordinary tactics and strategies were useless. The center of the battlefield under the Chengtian Gate was like a huge millstone of flesh and blood. The casualties on both sides were naturally huge, but it lasted less than midnight.
There were so many casualties in Kung Fu, which still made Su Jia shocked and worried.
You Houwei is now the only ceremonial force of the King of Jin in Chang'an, and his status is extraordinary. If he can forcefully invade the Taiji Palace and strangle the prince, he will naturally be called the "Number One from the Dragon", and no one can compare with him. But Su Jia
He is a veteran of hundreds of battles and has excellent tactical skills. He understands that fighting to the death is just an attitude shown by the King of Jin to the prince. It is also an expression of his determination to the people of Guanzhong and the world to fulfill the "edict" of the late emperor to the death. In fact, it is impossible at all.
Defeat the East Palace and advance into the Tai Chi Palace.
Otherwise, how could the prince have the guts to preside over the late emperor's "burial" in a grand manner in the palace, and later have to accept the worship of hundreds of officials and clan members?
The decisive place for the king of Jin lies in Tongguan. At that time, he will defend the dangerous place with the support of Shandong and Jiangnan clans. He can sneak into the middle of the pass and reach Chang'an. The victory or defeat will be decided in one battle.
The dilemma for Su Jia at the moment is that the right Houwei must show his momentum to let King Jin see the commander's loyalty, and at the same time, he must preserve his strength and not lose too much here.
If Youhouwei is crippled in this battle, the King of Jin can still retreat to Tongguan, but in the future, powerful people from all over the country will come to help, how can the commander guarantee his status in the King of Jin's family? Even if the King of Jin achieves great things in the future, the commander will
What should we use to pursue greater interests?
In the final analysis, the army is the source of Yuchi Gong's confidence. Without the army, the world's achievements cannot guarantee the benefits he deserves. On the contrary, as long as the army is in hand, who dares to ignore it?
As the day dawned, the war was becoming more and more intense. Every moment, brothers Paoze died in battle under the Chengtian Sect. The blood of You Houwei was passing away bit by bit. Su Jia became more and more anxious and said to the soldiers around him: "Go to the Chunming Sect."
Ask the commander, how long will this battle last?"
"Here!"
After receiving the order, the soldiers quickly turned the horse's head upside down, beat the horse and ran towards Chunming Gate.
Another group of wounded soldiers were pulled out. The wounded soldiers were lying on the cart covered only by a worn-out raincloth. Blood flowed from the gaps in the cart plates to the ground, and was soon diluted and dispersed by the rain. The wounded soldiers were lying on the cart holding their severed legs.
Rolling and wailing, the cry is shrill.
Su Jia spat out a mouthful of saliva, looked gloomy, and shouted: "You're not dead yet, why are you howling? I'll hold back the embarrassing thing!"
The wounded soldier was scolded and bit his lip so hard that it soon broke. His mouth was full of blood and his face turned pale. Rainwater mixed with sweat dripped down, making him look even more miserable and embarrassed.
"Mom!"
Su Jia cursed in a low voice. The soldiers who had just returned had already returned on flying horses. He gasped and said: "The commander-in-chief said that His Highness the King of Jin has not issued an order to retreat. Let us hold on with all our strength. Whoever dares to step back even half a step will be killed."
amnesty!"
The flesh on Sujia's cheeks bulged, and he gritted his back molars, without saying a word, and threw the riding crop in his hand to the ground.
"Fight, fight to death, kill all these brothers, and let the commander-in-chief perform his duties loyally in front of King Jin!"
He naturally understood what Yu Chigong meant. Since he had surrendered to the King of Jin, he had to fulfill his duties. The King of Jin ordered an attack on Taiji Palace. Even if there was a mountain of swords and a sea of fire ahead, he had to move forward... But that was just what he said. Could it be that the road ahead was really a mountain of swords and a sea of fire?
Rushing in desperately?
These veterans spent their entire lives fighting in hundreds of battles in the south and north, but today they died in front of the Chengtian Gate in a meaningless manner. They might even bear the name of rebellion, and all their past achievements will be deprived of them, and Yongye Field will be taken back.
, even if the wife, children and children escaped death, they would inevitably be sent to the army and exiled for three thousand miles.
Naturally, the left and right generals also complained about such a deadly battle, but they did not dare to show it like Su Jia did. Yuchi Gong's cruelty was second to none among the Zhenguan ministers. Anyone who dared to disobey his military orders would be skinned alive by him.
Come down...
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Li Jing was sitting in the barracks under the golden door with his helmet on. The battle reports from the front were flying into the head like snowflakes. The military recorder compiled and summarized these battle reports one by one, and then marked them one by one on the map hanging on the wall. The current situation was clear at a glance.
Cheng Chubi assisted from the side.
This model between the map and the sand table was the first creation of Fang Jun. As Fang Jun's friend, Cheng Chubi naturally knew it very well. When he pasted several black flags representing the Right Houwei on the map one by one according to their current positions,
He looked around and suddenly frowned and said: "Commander, there are more than 40,000 Right Houwei, but there are only more than 10,000 in front of us. The rest of the troops are stationed inside and outside Chunming Gate. It seems that they are constantly providing support to the Chengtian Gate area, but
At the same time, many casualties were withdrawn, and the number has always been around 10,000, never increasing... Qu Tuchuan's troops stationed outside Jinguang Gate can be ordered to bypass Longshouyuan and attack Chunming Gate. We can launch another fierce attack on the frontal battlefield, so that
It cannot take care of both the beginning and the end, or it may cut off its retreat."
Li Jing stroked his beard, feeling quite pleased.
This naughty kid usually speaks every word and can't even fart, but when discussing military affairs, he can talk endlessly and is often very insightful. He is quite like his father. He is a rare good person.
Miao Zi, if he could train under him for a few more years, might become one of the few commanders among the younger generation of the Tang Dynasty.
It's a pity that I am old. After this battle, I will hand over the military power no matter what, and will no longer be able to lead troops, so I feel a little sad...
However, he immediately cheered up. Although he could not lead the army, as long as he won the battle and the crown prince successfully ascended the throne, the academy would be rebuilt. At that time, he could return to the academy. When he was busy, he compiled military books, taught and educated people, and when he was free, he entertained his grandchildren.
How wonderful is it to enjoy a leisurely tour of forests and springs?
Feeling relieved, his mood naturally improved, so he stood up and came to the map, patiently pointing out: "War is never limited to the victory or defeat of one city or one place. Even a partial general who charges in front of the battle must have an overall view.
, otherwise you don’t know where to make a surprise attack and where to hold on, and you will be brave but not wise. Sometimes, not only will it be in vain, but it will ruin important things."
Cheng Chubi was confused and carefully looked at the battle situation marked on the map, not knowing why.
Li Jing pointed to the location of Chunming Gate and said: "Chunming Gate is the gateway to the east city. No matter whether they win or lose, the Right Houwei must ensure that this place is under control. Otherwise, we don't need to defeat them on the battlefield. They will be in chaos if their own retreat is cut off.
Military morale, so Yuchi Gong must be stationed here."
Cheng Chubi nodded.
Li Jing then moved his finger eastward from Chunming Gate to less than ten miles outside the city. There was a small mound there, next to the official road leading to the Baqiao from Chunming Gate: "The body of the King of Jin is a daughter of gold, and it is
Naturally, the core of the rebel army cannot go into dangerous places, but the guards around it are weak and can only rely on the protection of the Right Marquis Guards. Therefore, they must not dare to be too far away from the Right Marquis Guards. The distance here is just right. If you enter, you can quickly enter the palace to take over the overall situation, and if you retreat, you can move along the
We headed straight to Tongguan via Baqiao, presumably Tongguan is still under the control of the rebels."
Cheng Chubi was still a little confused: "The final general can lead a brigade of cavalry to bypass Longshou Plain and directly attack the place where the King of Jin resides. With a 70-80% chance of success, the battle will be successful."
He is willing to watch more, learn more, and improve his tactical literacy, but facing the current war, which is equivalent to fighting in a room, he really can't muster much energy.
So what if we win or lose?
Those who died were all the Paoze brothers who fought side by side to defend against foreign aggression...