Yun Zheng took the memorial, looked it over and said with a smile: "You have written it for everyone else, except yourself. It doesn't matter, what more credit do you want? If you remove those words that boast about me, it will be perfect."
By the way, I would like to tell Your Majesty that the army is exhausted from the continuous fierce battles and needs to rest in Xijing City for two months. When the east wind blows strong, it will be time for us to march."
Chen Lin's smiling face immediately turned gloomy and sighed: "I'm just worried about whether your majesty's dragon body can last until next spring!"
Yun Zheng was stunned for a moment and said, "Is the situation very bad?"
Chen Lin nodded and said: "Your Majesty wants me to tell you the true situation, and I cannot force you to rush into the army. You must decide whether to march or not based on the real situation on the battlefield.
Yehukou, although the Battle of Xijing came in a hurry, it was as fast as a fireball. The soldiers had not rested for a moment in the past month, and it was true that they were exhausted.
However, I still boldly beg Marquis Yun to march in the army when it is possible. Your Majesty, Your Majesty, you are really suffering too much. Your Majesty’s life now is a great torture.”
Yun Zheng dropped the memorial in his hand and came to Chen Lin and said: "I know, I know, it's not just you, even I feel like it's fried in oil, but when it comes to entering the army, we still have to be cautious.
In the Battle of Xijing, Xiao Dahu's troops were almost completely wiped out. The Liao reinforcements were waiting less than a thousand miles away from us. If it hadn't been for the heavy snow that blocked transportation, we might not be marching in troops at this time, but preparing. City defenses were built to welcome the Liao people's counterattack.
The death of Xiao Dahu will definitely shock the Liao government and the public. After this battle, the focus of the Liao people's defense will probably shift from Di Qing to us.
Our army is far away from the rear defense line of Yanmen Pass and has difficulties in supplying. The heavy snow has blocked the transportation of the Liao people and also blocked our transportation. If Cui Da had not stolen the food of the Liao army, we would not have had the capital to continue the attack. "
Chen Lin, who calmed down, nodded and said: "I know that I have read the logistics account books three times. In addition to food, our gunpowder reserves are only 40% of the usual. The storage quantities of gunpowder bombs and fire oil have reached the limit. On the verge of crisis, the number of special ammunition was lost in the battle at Yehukou. However, the number of crossbow arrows and crossbow guns did not decrease but increased.
I have calculated that our current weapons can only support a battle on the scale of Yehukou, otherwise, our weapons advantage will be lost."
Yun Zheng smiled and said: "If the princes and princes in the court see us in such a situation, I am afraid they will be very happy. After all, this has proved that the current Song Dynasty army will lose at least 60% of its combat strength without logistics!"
Chen Lin also smiled bitterly and said: "The strength of the army itself is increasing, and its reliance on famous generals is decreasing. In this way, civilian military control is no longer a joke on paper. As long as the staff generals are qualified and the soldiers are qualified, no matter who they are, It won't be too bad if you come to lead the army and fight."
Yun Zheng looked at Chen Lin with a smile and said: "The basis of these principles you mentioned is that our weapons and equipment in the Song Dynasty far exceed those of the surrounding neighboring countries.
In the final analysis, war is a contest between people, a confrontation between strength and strength. Once the Liao Kingdom and Xixia make new breakthroughs in equipment, under the same conditions, a battle-hardened general will be better than the general commanding the army anyway. Confucian scholars who can only talk on paper are much stronger.
Therefore, the Privy Councilor can be a civil official, I, the Minister of War, can also be a civil official, and even the ministers on the right and left can also be civil officials.
The only people who cannot be replaced by civilian officials are the officers who personally lead the troops into battle. Civilian officials can set military goals and objectives. If you want to achieve these military goals, professional military attachés must take action, otherwise there will be an incompetent general who tires out thousands of troops.
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Chen Lin nodded repeatedly after hearing this. In the army these days, although he could not understand the battles of large corps, he was no longer the eunuch who knew nothing about the army.
Yun Zheng and Chen Lin get along very happily. Are they soldiers? As long as they have participated in battles together, they will immediately have a sense of identity. What's more, Chen Lin has never interfered with Yun Zheng arbitrarily since she joined the Western Beijing Army.
He never used his power to supervise the army once.
This is what Yun Zheng wants to see. When at Yanmen Pass, the Western Beijing Army was divided into many factions by the imperial court. Just like those literati groups, each faction has its own position. Now, after fierce battles,
, Yun Zheng rebuilt the Jingxi Army into a monolithic one.
On a clear day, the north wind howls, and the cold current takes away the hustle and bustle of the battlefield, and also carries the cruelty and killing of the battlefield far away.
The blood collected in the depressions has now been frozen into red and somewhat bewitching ice cubes. As for the blood stains falling on the sand, the bright color has faded, and they are dark like patches on the desolate Gobi desert in the north.
Zhao Zhen woke up from his dream and looked to the north habitually. Although there were thick curtains and solid walls in front of him, and even mountains blocking the way, his eyes seemed to penetrate all of this and fell straight on.
On Xijing City where the fighting just stopped.
"I had a dream. I dreamed that our soldiers were clambering and climbing the city wall in blood. The sky was filled with dense rain of arrows and stones. Oh, and there were also gunpowder bombs. Every time a gunpowder bomb exploded, a Liao man was killed from the top of the city.
Come down, the war there has been raging...
I saw Yun Zheng. He had transformed into a dazzling white-fronted tiger and attacked the Liao people's city gates again and again. And Chen Lin, haha, turned out to be a mangy old dog. She had no ability to attack, so she just stood behind the tiger and barked.
...Haha, it looks like the battle in Xijing City is almost over."
Zou Tong worked hard to translate the emperor's meaning with tears in his eyes. Even Pang Ji, who was guarding the palace day and night, now had wet eyes.
He said in a trembling voice: "Your Majesty, you are right. Yun Zheng is a man-eating tiger. With him in Xijing, this city will definitely be conquered! Xiao Dahu will probably be doomed as well."
A trace of flush appeared on Zhao Zhen's skeleton-like face, and he blinked his eyes several times as he looked at Zou Tong.
Zou Tong immediately knelt down and said: "Your Majesty, you must not do it. Now is the time when the north wind is raging. You have just woken up and your body is hot and hot. You must not open the north window."
Pang Ji asked in confusion: "Why does Your Majesty have to open the north window?"
Zou Tong whispered: "Your Majesty always orders me to open the north window when the weather is good these days, saying that I want to smell the bloody smell from the north!"
"This matter must not be done again!" Pang Ji reprimanded Zou Tong sternly and then said gently to Zhao Zhen: "Your Majesty, since we have raised falcons in the Song Dynasty, sending messages across thousands of miles is just a matter of breath. If Xijing
The battle is over. Yun Zheng will definitely fly a falcon to deliver the news of victory or defeat to Yanmen Pass, and then use the falcon to send it back to Tokyo from Yanmen Pass. Such a transmission now only takes one day and night, and Chen Lin's detailed report will also be given in five days.
When we arrive in the future, you must not get emotional and do anything to harm the dragon's body."
Zhao Zhen's eyes were full of smiles. Zou Tong received the emperor's instructions and was now very familiar with the emperor's thoughts. He opened his mouth and said: "I need to give myself something to look forward to, otherwise I won't have the strength to survive another day.
I have a feeling that Yun Zheng’s message is coming soon, it’s unmistakable, tell me as soon as it arrives.”
As soon as Zou Tong finished speaking, the bells and drums on the Wufeng Tower rang in unison, and the eunuch's shrill voice called out - "Privy Councilor Han Qi has an audience!"
Pang Ji glanced at the emperor in surprise. The bells and drums of the Wufeng Tower were usually only used to tell the time. They were Huanghuang national instruments. Unless there was a big happy event or a big warning in the country, they would be played at times other than the time to tell the time. The warning sound
Urgent and anxious, the sound of happy events is calm and grand.
The sound of bells and drums that I hear now is a grand and unhurried sound. Perhaps it is because of my mood. Even a mature and prudent person like Pang Ji can hear a hint of joy.
The blue veins on the emperor's forehead jumped, obviously not out of anger but out of excitement. He stared at Zou Tong. Zou Tong jumped up from the small stool and said repeatedly: "Quickly pass, quickly pass, Your Majesty summoned Privy Councilor Han
Qi!"
He was walking in such a hurry that he accidentally got knocked over by his robe. He was still lying on the ground with his arms stretched out, urging the eunuch to go quickly. Han Qi, please come in.
The imperial doctor who was guarding the emperor was quickly holding the emperor's veins, and another imperial doctor was combing the emperor's head and neck with his hands to prevent the emperor's blood from getting to his head.
Pang Ji couldn't help but stand up, supported himself on the thick fire dragon pillar and roared at Zou Tong: "It's a full mile from Daqing Palace to here, do you have to wait for your majesty? You don't need to use your horse to bring Han Qi in at this time."
When?"
Zou Tong even kicked and beat the eunuchs out of the palace, asking them to take Han Qi into the palace as soon as possible.
Zhao Zhen saw that Zou Tong had gone to do some errands. Under the massage from the imperial doctor, the bulging veins slowly healed and there was a smile in his eyes again.
Han Qi almost had to run when he entered the palace, but this guy could maintain his graceful posture even when he was walking fast. Zou Tong, who was following him, even ran and jumped like a monkey.
As soon as he entered the main hall, Han Qi said loudly: "Your Majesty, Yunzheng conquers Xijing!"
Even though they knew this was the result, Zhao Zhen and Pang Ji still felt that a huge stone had fallen in their hearts. Zou Tong quickly asked on behalf of the emperor before he could catch his breath: "How much will you kill the enemy? How much damage will you do to yourself?"
Han Qi took out a piece of cloth from his arms and said with a smile: "Congratulations to your majesty, congratulations to your majesty, my general Yunzheng killed Xiao Dahu in a battle in Xijing, beheading more than 100,000 people, even the Liao people who fled into the wilderness, because
Only one person in a hundred can return to Zhongjing Road alive without food."
Pang Ji asked in surprise: "Why is the record so outstanding?"
Han Qi smiled and shook his head and said: "I don't know, but this urgent message contains the seals of General Yun Zheng, Army Supervisor Chen Lin, and Transport Envoy Wang Anshi!"
Zhao Zhen let out a long breath and felt that his chest was particularly comfortable. Only Zou Tong could read those words from the emperor's trembling lips and flushed eye sockets - I knew it... I knew it... (