The poor bones by the Wuding River are like those in a spring boudoir dream.
There was a fierce battle all night by the Taihu Lake, with both sides suffering heavy casualties. Fang Qifu finally took the lead in retreating.
The cold wind in the early morning brought annoying mist, and Gaogang directed everyone to carry the corpse of his comrade.
Several of these men who died in the battle were eagerly awaiting their return in Bianliang. Yang Lin held his sword and patrolled back and forth, feeling very uncomfortable in his heart.
Ci does not control soldiers, no one is born without any feeling for so many corpses. Next to him, Song Jiang kept reporting on the battle situation last night. Yang Lin gently waved his hand to signal him to stop.
"Such a hard fight is not the answer. We have to think of a way to minimize casualties. It's best to have some strategy to defeat the enemy."
Song Jiang said disapprovingly: "Young Zai, we were the victors last night, but the momentum of the rebel army has been frustrated. There are no undead people in a war. The only way to reduce the number of casualties is to put down the rebellion as soon as possible."
Yang Lin lowered his head and said nothing. What Song Jiang said actually made sense. Thinking of this, he breathed a sigh of relief, cheered up and said: "
"Last night, the flames were blazing into the sky. Didn't any of the surrounding counties know that some of them came to support us?"
Speaking of this, Song Jiang gritted his teeth and said: "It is said that the troops on the two Zhejiang roads are weak, and they are indeed well-deserved. The only person who came to reinforce us last night was Zhang Shuye, the magistrate of Haizhou, and no other prefectures and counties were present."
Yang Lin was surprisingly not angry and said with a smile: "This is also expected. Why do you need to be angry, Gongming? My appeasement system should be effective at this time. Zhang Shuye is not bad. He was brought out this time.
There is no need to attend the upcoming armor removal meeting."
"Come here! Inform all the prefects, defense envoys, and regiment training envoys on the two Zhejiang roads to lead their troops to join forces."
At noon, the local soldiers and horses who had been ordered to rush to Suzhou arrived quickly after hearing Yang Lin's military order.
They did see it last night, but their instinctive fear prevented them from stepping forward. After all, Fang La had killed many officers and soldiers.
Inside the tent, Yang Lin received these people one by one with a smile. Everyone saw that Shaozai was in a good mood and thought he was happy after winning a battle. They were secretly happy that they could escape punishment now.
"Is everyone here?" Yang Lin asked with a kind face. It looked like he was holding a banquet.
Seeing Song Jiang nodded slightly, Yang Lin suddenly changed his face, slapped the table and said angrily: "Last night, the fire was soaring into the sky, who could not have seen it unless he was a blind man? It's a pity that I fought until dawn and didn't see the soldiers and horses of you.
Who can tell me why?"
These people had already thought of countermeasures on the road. Although they were startled by the moody Yang Lin, they immediately recovered. Changzhou Defense Commander Lu Hede stood up and said: "Report to Yang Shaozai, we are marching day and night, but the night is causing trouble.
Even if our Changzhou soldiers broke their legs while running, we wouldn’t be able to catch up.”
Others also stood up and complained, either because they set off too late or they encountered enemy attacks. Anyway, they all had their own reasons.
Yang Lin sneered and slapped the sword given by Yu on the table, scaring everyone into shutting up.
It was this sword that gave Yang Lin the right to kill officials. This is how Zhu Meng fell into trouble.
Seeing that no one was talking anymore, Yang Lin spoke up and said: "Soldiers are the place of life and death, the road to survival. This time Fang La rebels against thieves is not a trivial matter. It is all because of your incompetence and mediocrity that you have developed such a traitor. Now, even if you try your best to argue, you can't.
Fortunately, your majesty is wise and has already predicted that you and other foolish talents will be allowed to take over the military and political power in time of war."
"Come here, capture all these people, escort them to Kaifeng Mansion, and hand them over to the West Mansion."
In the dozen or so prefectures along the Zhejiang-Zhejiang Road that had not yet fallen, all the soldiers and generals were disarmed and disarmed.
Yang Lin took out a list from his sleeve, straightened his back and said loudly: "Now is a special period. Generals everywhere must be replaced by these people for the time being."
Song Jiang took the paper and opened the curtain. There were already a lot of people waiting outside.
The generals of the Forbidden Army were still watching the fun. They stretched their necks and looked outside. They were all the commander of the Long Live Battalion, Yu Hou and other mid-level officers.
When Song Jiang read a name loudly, one of them stepped out of the queue and was temporarily promoted to the local defense envoy.
This was an honest and fair way of planting cronies. Everyone present was dumbfounded. This was too much like using chicken feathers as an arrow.
After doing all this, Yang Lin nodded with satisfaction and said pointedly: "I have always been fair and impartial in my work. You must think carefully about what should be done and what should not be done. This time, Fang La's annihilation is a great achievement.
It’s no small matter. When the time comes, you will sit on the ground and divide the officials. It means that you will be rewarded according to your merits. Whose name should you write on the merit list and how to write it all depends on your performance."
Generals of the Forbidden Army, look at me and I look at you. It is their fate to hang out with the Forbidden Army family.
The civil servants of the Song Dynasty were the most impersonal. They looked down on warriors to their core and were more wary of generals than foreigners.
Now this young prime minister is already the first person under the prime minister among civil servants, and he promotes his cronies on a large scale. Those people are a group of military warriors who are not as good as himself.
After Yang Lin finished speaking, he walked out of the big tent, giving them enough time to think about it, and went out to explain to his confidants in the Long Live Battalion.
These people were carefully selected from the salt dealers and Shandong strongmen. They served as a local defense so that the troops could not be weaker than those useless snacks.
Jiangnan is Fang La's home base, and it is not his own foundation. Yang Tong's horse and carriage intelligence network has made a fortune every day, and all the trade routes cannot avoid Jiangnan.
Taking advantage of the emperor's decentralization of power this time, taking Jiangnan into his own hands is better than turning things upside down in the court.
When Yang Lin was lecturing outside the tent, a pot had already exploded inside the tent. A black-faced man looked around and said: "There are 600,000 soldiers in the Imperial Guard, and there are several noble families lining up even at the head of the capital.
Waiting to take office, when will it be our turn to take the lead. Before leaving the capital this time, Shaozai killed several second-generation ancestors who were accompanying the army. Even Cao Ning died. We will not be able to fall behind after we return. It is better to change the family as soon as possible, my old Chu
What do you think of your willingness to defect to Shao Zai's sect?"
The Forbidden Army of the Song Dynasty was monolithic and had been divided up by various aristocratic families. I don’t know how many powerful officials wanted to intervene, but they never succeeded.
Many people in the Forbidden Army are loyal to their family masters. Their fathers are generals of aristocratic families. The Chu Wenzhao who spoke is an exception.
He is a descendant of the famous founding general Chu Zhaofu, but he is a deviant. He fell out with his family early on, and the Chu family ignored him.
The commander next to him was named Pan Ning, a distant relative of the Pan family. When he came, he had already been told by the consort Pan Yi that he must obey Yang Lin's words and not cause trouble for the family. He quickly expressed his stance: "Chu.
Heizi is right. When our generals are in decline, what good will happen if we offend the young chief of the current dynasty? It is better to fight with the young chief, so that we can have a wife and son without relying on our ancestors."
Some people agree, while others oppose it. Not everyone trusts the young Yang Lin. There are too many powerful officials who are short-lived in the officialdom. If he fails, his future will be blocked.
As soon as Yang Lin left, Gao Bing put away his grandson-like appearance and said carelessly: "There is nothing to hesitate about. Yang Shaozai is the most protective person I have ever seen. If you don't follow him, I guarantee you will continue to do it."
I can't even eat bird feathers. I'm going to show my determination tonight. If you have one, follow me. If not, don't blame me for not mentioning you."
At this time, the people in the tent were discussing in full swing, and they did not notice the small hole next to it, where someone was recording everything they heard.
That night, Yang Lin, the envoy of the pacification system, mobilized his generals and subordinates. Many high-ranking and powerful commanders were transferred to take charge of the group's leading soldiers and logistics.
On the contrary, Gao Bing, Chu Wenzhao, Pan Ning and others were promoted several levels in a row, from the commander of the capital to Yuhou of the military capital, and the commander of the military capital.
In the logistics camp, several generals who had lost power gathered together to express their bitterness: "I didn't expect, I didn't expect that people would be eavesdropped. Is this my son?"
On the contrary, Gao Handle patted his chest and said to Chu Pan, "How about it? I have already told you that Yang Shaozai's protection will be immediate."
Everyone was sincerely convinced: "The Yameni has great views!"