Facts are sometimes more outrageous than rumors. The Song army has indeed entered Dali, and the tribes along the way are eating pots of juice to welcome the king's army, and young men are even eager to join the army... This incredible information is placed on the desks of the big shots.
Naturally, some people are happy and some are sad.
The Duan royal family is happy.
For the Duan family brothers and sisters who offered their land to become ministers, they were betting on the Song Dynasty with all their might. If the Song Dynasty paid no attention to it and did not send troops, it would be doomed. But what made them deeply gratified was that the Song Dynasty
The people showed noble qualities. Not only did the officials who stayed in Dali personally go to battle to defend Longshou Pass. Deputy Ambassador Chen who left also lived up to his trust and brought reinforcements from the Celestial Empire at an unimaginable speed.
"Deputy Ambassador Chen is really a trustworthy person." Duan Silian, who had been worried since Yang Yunxian left Dali, finally breathed a sigh of relief and smiled at Naimei: "Mingyue, it's all your fault this time." Because Wang Shao and others,
He had great confidence in the Song Army.
"My sister is the sinner for causing my brother to give away his country and mountains." Duan Mingyue said with a touch of sadness on her beautiful face.
"Hey, there's no need to say that," Duan Silian thought clearly: "I, the emperor, was just a pretense erected by Gao Zhisheng in order to block everyone's mouth. Now the Song Dynasty has made me the King of Dian and guarded Dali for generations. Although I have not
He has gained the false name of emperor, but actually became the king of Dali. It will be of great benefit to our Duan family without any harm." He smiled happily and said: "What's more important is that Gao Xiangguo can't steal the chicken but lose the rice.
, the mood must be wonderful."
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In the Prime Minister's Mansion, Gao Zhisheng, dressed in purple and with a jade belt wrapped around his waist, had a heavy cloud on his face.
Gao Shengtai stood aside and reported in a low voice: "The Yang family is urging us again, asking us to immediately mobilize troops to respond."
"Is Yang Yunxian's head filled with firewood?" Gao Zhisheng snorted angrily: "Why should I help him rebel?"
"It should be that my father has been persuading him to make peace. He has always had illusions." Gao Shengtai said: "Now I heard that the Song army entered Beijing, and the Yang family was in a hurry to seek treatment for natural diseases..."
"If I had known this, why did I do it in the first place?" Gao Zhisheng snorted again: "If you had listened to me, the Yang family would still have been unscathed. It's better now. Not to mention the loss of troops and generals, Duan Silian is not interested in talking to him anymore!"
"There is news that the Tubo people are not used to the hot and humid weather in Dali in the summer, and the epidemic is prevalent in the army, so most of them have been withdrawn. Others say that the Tubo people feel that the losses in the siege are too great, and they have already lost more than the gains, and they are not willing to help the Yang family anymore.
Already." Gao Shengtai said softly: "In any case, the Tibetans are withdrawing their troops. This is a fact." He paused and continued: "And they looted and committed many crimes along the way."
"That's inevitable. Thieves don't get away with anything, not to mention that the Tubo people are originally robbers." Gao Zhisheng said calmly: "The Chinese people will definitely blame the Yang family for this debt."
"Father, what should we do? Are we still going to protect the Yang family?" Gao Shengtai asked softly.
"Alas..." Gao Zhisheng exhaled a long breath and said, "What if we don't guarantee it? We are safe as long as the Yang family is here. If the Yang family is gone, Duan Silian will rely on the Song Dynasty and he will definitely not let us go."
He looked at his son and said, "But don't worry about the things here. My father will take care of them. You hurry back to the east of Yunnan to meet the Song army. If it's a little later, our little capital will be taken care of by them."
It’s been collected and cleaned up.”
"Yes." Gao Shengtai responded.
"No matter what method you use, hold them back and prevent them from coming to Dali City." Gao Zhisheng ordered again: "As a father, I will urge the Yang family to cease the war as soon as possible."
"Yes." Gao Shengtai responded again.
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In the forward camp of the Song Army, Fan Zhen waited all night and finally saw Chen Ke who had returned with seven to eight hundred young people from the Tibetan tribe.
"It's a sin to keep the commander waiting for a long time." After dealing with the barbarian for a long time, Chen Ke seemed to be infected with some wild spirit. He got off the horse and walked towards him with a big smile.
"It doesn't matter." Fan Zhen looked at the barefoot young men with their heads wrapped in black cloth, who were filing into the camp. He wanted to smile, but he couldn't. "Judge Chen is recruiting troops again?"
"Yes," Chen Ke nodded and said, "The task of recruiting 30,000 soldiers is too heavy. We have no choice but to recruit as we go."
"Then you can't just make up for it." Fan Zhen couldn't stand it anymore and complained: "Don't you know the lesson of Yongzhou recruiting Dong soldiers?" What he was talking about was that four years ago, Yongzhou petitioned the imperial court to recruit soldiers.
Tens of thousands of cave soldiers were used to control barbarians. The imperial court thought it was a good idea and approved it. Who knew that after several years of implementation, a huge amount of money and food were wasted, but the recruited cave soldiers were scattered and their style was sluggish. Even when there was a military operation,
So he first tipped off the enemy, which not only had no effect, but seriously hindered the suppression of the bandits.
Later, Xiao Gu, the Zhizhou governor of Yongzhou, couldn't stand it anymore and wanted to disband the Dong soldiers, but unexpectedly a mutiny broke out and the Zhizhou Yamen was captured by the rebels. Fortunately, Wang Han and others stayed calm in the face of danger and mobilized a large army to surround the rebels.
The situation was not aggravated. But in the end, in order to appease the Dong people, half of the organization was still retained.
This incident became a laughing stock in the official circles. After that, no one dared to recruit soldiers. So when Fan Zhen saw the camp full of barbarians, his scalp went numb, and he kept complaining that Chen Ke was young and ignorant.
As soon as we met, we learned a lesson.
Chen Ke, however, didn't take it seriously and said: "Commander, just don't worry, the barbarian soldiers I recruited will not follow the old path of the cave soldiers."
"Where do you get your confidence?" Fan Zhen sneered: "Young people are like this. Before anything happens, they feel that they are invincible."
"The official's confidence comes first from careful selection of candidates." Chen Ke was not angry, and still said with a smile: "These guys are all carefully selected by me, and they will definitely not disappoint the commander-in-chief."
"I don't think there's anything special except for the strange appearance and the silly look on the face." Fan Zhen said disdainfully: "You can't even speak Chinese, how can you be a soldier of my Han family?"
"It doesn't matter if they look strange. If they change their clothes and shave their heads, they will look the same." Chen Ke said with a smile: "As for 'having a silly face and not being able to speak Chinese', they are exactly two of my recruitment requirements."
"How do you say this?" Fan Zhen asked in surprise.
"When I was recruiting, in addition to being strong, with long hands and feet, and under forty, there were ten other requirements - those who were the only children in the family; those who had stayed in Dali or the Song Dynasty for more than half a year; those who could speak Chinese.
I don’t want it for those who are officials in the village; I don’t want it for those who like to brag and talk eloquently; I don’t want it for those who are white; I don’t want it for those who are too smart; I don’t want it for those who are biased and stubborn; I don’t want it for those who are timid; but I don’t want it for those who don’t obey the rules in daily life.”
Fan Zhen was stunned for a moment, and said from ear to ear for a while: "Are you picking a son-in-law or recruiting soldiers?"
"It's all very important. It's better to be short-term than indiscriminate!" Chen Ke smiled lightly and said: "Fortunately, although the requirements are higher, there are still six to seven thousand people selected."
"No wonder, the recruits in your battalion, except for their clothes, all look the same." Fan Zhen said suddenly. Basically, those recruited by Chen Ke have longer arms and legs, stronger muscles, and brighter eyes.
He seems to be a relatively honest young man.
"In a nutshell, they are idiots with well-developed limbs, simple minds, honest people, and obey the law. They obey orders and are not afraid of death." Chen Ke spread his hands and said.
"Pfft..." Fan Zhenqiang held back his laughter, but Liu Yue'e behind Chen Ke couldn't hold it back and burst out laughing.
This smile revealed her daughter's identity.
Fan Zhen was startled at first, and then smiled with relief. His cultivation as a scholar-official allowed him to pretend to know nothing, and then asked: "What are the benefits of a soldier like this?"
"Why can the Northwest Army still maintain combat effectiveness? The customs of the Northwest are simple, and they are ashamed of being cunning and afraid of death. They can succeed after the death of father, brother and brother. The whole village has become a village of widows, but they still rush to join the army and kill the enemy endlessly.
." Chen Ke said in a deep voice: "In the mainland, everyone is indolent, greedy for life, and afraid of death. An army composed of such people is not worthy of trust at all. I have witnessed with my own eyes the decay of the armies of Guangdong, Guangxi, and Hunan, and I deeply hate that kind of nowhere.
The cunning habits are not there. Therefore, the first rule when I recruit soldiers is to recruit only honest people who are not opportunistic and not afraid of death. Because facts have proven countless times that you must not be opportunistic on the battlefield. Those who are afraid of death will die first.
, and honest people – they will not suffer in the end.”
"Most of the tribes here are isolated from the world. Their people are strong and agile, and are natural mountain warriors. What's even more rare is that most of them still retain their simple sentiments. Just like pieces of blank paper, it all depends on how we act.
Taught me." Chen Ke smiled and said, "But this requires starting from scratch. I am really asking for trouble."
Fortunately, he was a fan of Marshal Qi, and he still had some impressions of "New Book of Ji Xiao" and "Military Training Records". In addition, he had asked Di Qing for advice and had Yang Wenguang nearby to guide him, otherwise he would not have dared to take on the porcelain job.
In any case, he calmed down Fan Fuzi. Fan Zhen no longer kept saying "No," but said, "Let's practice first," and then returned to the Central Army.
Chen Ke sent him to the gate of the camp. Liu Yue'e's identity was exposed, so she was naturally embarrassed to meet him and hid in the camp long ago.
"Well, please keep it secret, Marshal." Chen Ke said with some embarrassment.
According to regulations, women are not allowed in the army, but for spoiled civil servants, this rule is in vain. Fan Zhen said with an ambiguous smile: "People don't waste their youth in romance, but they have to be more leisurely. Be careful and work hard day and night.
You are getting old before you get old."
"The commander misunderstood," Chen Ke couldn't laugh or cry.
"It turned out to be a misunderstanding," Fan Zhen laughed and said, "We thought that the number one scholar was such a good man that we didn't dare to come to your camp. I went back and told them, just don't worry...the number one scholar is a good match. In fact,
