Chapter 450: In military matters, every inch of territory must be fought for
Shen Tang smiled helplessly, somewhat speechless for these young masters.
However, this is normal, otherwise, this is only possible if he also traveled through time like himself.
Shen Tang waved his hand and called the Yajiang who was following him to his side.
"What's your last name, this general?"
Shen Tang asked politely.
General Ya's face turned a little red, obviously he had never met a high-ranking official who was so polite to him.
After he bowed his hands to Shen Tang, he said with a bit of shyness, "Your Majesty, you're welcome, the final general's name is Zhang Tao!"
"How many years has General Zhang served under Prime Minister Zhang?"
Shen Tang asked with a smile.
General Ya thought for a while and then said, "The last general joined the army at the age of fifteen. However, he was in the Deshun Army before, and then transferred to the Anping Army. It was not until the beginning of the Northern Expedition that he came under the command of Prime Minister Zhang."
"Looking at the general's age, he shouldn't be very old."
Shen Tang asked.
General Ya grinned and said, "General, I have served in the army for ten years.
Now I am twenty-five years old!"
"After ten years of service, the general is also a veteran of battles, and to be able to become a general must have made a lot of contributions."
Shen Tang asked again.
What Shen Tang said was not a compliment. This Yajiang came from a farm family at first glance. Although ten years is not a short period of time, it is not easy to be promoted to Yajiang.
At least, he should be a brave man.
Hearing this, Na Yajiang shook his head humbly, "The general may have had some minor achievements, but they are incomparable to those of you.
Furthermore, which of the general's achievements was not accomplished by a group of comrades fighting to the death and spending countless lives?
Speaking of which, if we want to say that the last general is meritorious, it would be better to say that the last general’s luck is better than those of others."
"General, how many battles have you fought?"
Shao Youfu on the side couldn't help it anymore and asked.
Moreover, although he has seen many generals, he has never seen such a person who truly leads an army astride a horse, so he has long been curious in his heart.
It's just that he was not familiar with this general before, so he was embarrassed to come up and talk.
But now, with Shen Tang by his side, the tooth general respected Shen Tang even more, so naturally he couldn't help but speak.
After General Ya heard this, he shook his head and said, "General, since I set foot on the battlefield, I have experienced at least dozens of battles, large and small."
"Then what did you mean when you said you were just lucky?"
Shao Youfu continued to ask puzzledly, "In my opinion, the reason why you were promoted to general was first of all because of the appreciation from the top, and then because of your own efforts.
How about just luck?”
"The eldest young master has never been on the battlefield, so naturally he doesn't know that on the battlefield, especially for soldiers, most of it is luck.
A spear stabbed me, maybe I was safe and sound, but the man next to me was stabbed to death. Isn't this luck?"
The general knew about Shen Tang. When he followed Li Xianzhong to fight in Suzhou, it was Shen Tang who brought them back safely.
Moreover, although he had not participated in the battle of Lingbi, he was very aware of Shen Tang's unpredictable methods.
Therefore, he not only respected Shen Tang, but also admired him.
In addition, this time Shen Tang went on a mission to the Northern Kingdom, which made these soldiers feel honored.
In fact, the wars of the Song Dynasty were not without victory.
However, once the time comes for peace talks, the so-called victory will be in vain.
They put in all their efforts and sacrificed countless lives, but they were directly overwhelmed by those damn messengers.
And Shen Tang made them feel that their efforts were not in vain.
However, Zhang Tao didn't have much favorable impressions of wealthy young men like Shao Youfu.
Whether it was because he hated rich people or because he looked down on such dissolute children, anyway, when he spoke to Shao Youfu, his tone was much harsher.
However, Shao Youfu had a carefree temperament, and he never paid attention to the fang general's rejection.
"For generals above the generals, there are actually some guarantees.
Even if they are defeated, their chances of escaping and surviving are much higher.
But for ordinary soldiers, it depends more on luck.
The so-called merit is just who can survive to the end."
Zhang Tao sighed and said.
"Survived to the end?"
Shao Youfu opened his eyes wide. For him, this was simply a fantasy.
Could it be that the real battlefield is so cruel?
"How many casualties can there be in a war?"
Shao Youfu asked with some suspicion.
Zhang Tao shook his head, "It's hard to say, after all, every battle is different.
However, one of the most tragic battles I have ever experienced was the siege of the city by the Jin army! In that battle, we were on the defensive side, with about 20,000 people, while the Jin soldiers numbered about 40,000 to 50,000 people. .
At that time, the comrades on the city wall could hardly survive for more than a quarter of an hour.
In other words, as long as an ordinary soldier survives for a quarter of an hour, he can become a captain, and if he survives for another quarter of an hour, he can become a captain.
Because everyone else is already dead."
"It was during that battle that I went directly from an ordinary commander to the deputy chief.
In fact, anyone can do this Dutou position, but the fact that I survived is just a bit better than Paoze's luck.
In fact, during that battle, one person directly became the deputy commander."
"However, after that battle, only three thousand of our twenty thousand were left.
Moreover, they are all injured!"
"hiss!"
Hearing Zhang Tao's words, Shao Youfu took a deep breath! A big battle with nearly 90% damage. What kind of tragic battle was this?
A soldier can only survive for a quarter of an hour, but why do they rush forward when they know they will die?
Is it just because they are soldiers?
"Can't we abandon the city?
It’s just a city, it doesn’t matter if it’s given to the Jin soldiers, why bother to garrison it with such huge casualties?”
Shao Youfu is indeed puzzled, and this is actually a question that many people have.
"Brother!"
Seeing Zhang Tao's face looking a little ugly, Shen Tang opened his mouth and accepted Blessed's words, "Brother, our Song Dynasty may have thousands of cities.
This one can be given up, but what about the next one?
In military matters, every inch of territory must be fought for.
Furthermore, as soldiers, we have the duty to defend the territory. We would rather die on the battlefield than become deserters.
Moreover, if we continue to escape like this, our Song Dynasty will no longer exist."
"Nowadays, we can still live peacefully in this colorful world in the south of the Yangtze River, and it is not because other countries are merciful.
It’s not that they look down upon the wealth and finances of the Song Dynasty, the real reason is that there is such a group of soldiers who would rather die than retreat, guarding our land.”