Chapter 306 The blood is not exhausted and the army comes again
An unexpected review in the military camp came quickly, and it was not difficult to follow the clues.
This is all because Wang Fu acted arrogantly and had no intention of covering up. These people have been making money unscrupulously for a long time. They relied on the emperor's favor and trust to amass money wantonly.
Soon, confessions were placed in front of Yang Lin's desk. As expected, the imperial guards in the Beijing camp were completely corrupt.
Yang Lin shook his head with a wry smile. When he was conquering Fangla in the south, he killed four children of aristocratic families, thus improving military discipline.
Unfortunately, it is not easy to learn well. When bad learning comes out, Wang Fu is like a cancer. Within half a year of coming here, he has become a mess.
Yang Lin examined them one by one, hoping to find a few who had been wrongly accused, but the evidence for each one was conclusive.
These people followed him, confiscated Fangla, and then braved the miasma to come to Dali and open up the vast territory of Yunnan and Guizhou.
It's a pity that money and silk moved people's hearts. They followed Wang Fu and went against the grain, equipping the entire army with weapons and armor as soft as cotton wool, and went to fight the Tubo people. If not for Fang Qifu, a seemingly honest but actually cunning subordinate, he cleverly
Tell yourself, you don't know how many soldiers and horses you will die in vain.
A sound of footsteps came from the small courtyard. Liu Zhongwu, the deputy envoy of the Imperial Army's Xuanfu, stepped in, cupped his fists and said, "Young Master."
Yang Lin raised his head and glanced at him. As a deputy general, it was not easy for this man to not follow Wang Fu around.
"Old Liu, sit down, how is the equipment transferred from Dali Armed Forces? What's the matter with it so late?"
Liu Zhongwu was a disciple of a general in the Forbidden Army, and he served as the deputy envoy of Xuanfu. In fact, his rank was not low.
He gave a wry smile and said: "Young Zai, we will go on an expedition in the near future. The Young Zai also knows that the official family has been angry once for this battle, and our entire Southern Front Army cannot withstand a second defeat.
The Shao Zai is now cleaning up Wang Fu's legacy in the army, and the general will support it with both hands, but do you think you can be lenient and allow them to make meritorious deeds and wait until the war is over before settling the matter?
To be honest, Shaozai said, the general has heard a lot about their bastard affairs. If they are all dealt with, who will lead the troops?"
Yang Lin also struggled a little in his heart. He lost these generals before the war, and he did have to take some risks.
After frowning and thinking for a while, Yang Lin said in a deep voice: "If the army cannot control it, it will always be a mob, and there is no way to win."
Liu Zhongwu stood up in a hurry. Before he could speak, Yang Lin said in advance: "I have made up my mind on this matter. There is no need to say anything more."
Walking out of Yang Lin's small courtyard, Liu Zhongwu stamped his feet and lamented: "Why do these bird people follow Wang Fu here and tell a certain family how to protect you."
The next morning, the sun was shining brightly, and the singing of birds and the fragrance of spring flowers did not match the military camp very well. The war drums were beating and all the generals arrived.
In the Song army on the southern front, a total of 16 commanders were withdrawn and demoted to small soldiers. Five of them with bad nature were beheaded, and more than a dozen of them were captured and imprisoned, which shocked the army.
Yang Lin stood at Dianjiangtai Mountain and raised his voice: "After these bastards are gone, we will definitely promote a group of them. They will all be beaten hard and give their wives and parents a try. How can a man live in this world and do nothing?"
This is the best opportunity in your life, I hope you will work hard to fight for it."
The general below now looked at Yang Lin with a hint of awe in his eyes.
It was not because he dealt with the corrupt generals, but because Yang Shaozai fished Zhang Shuye out of the underworld after he had been dead for a month, and this incident spread like wildfire.
It is said that Shaozai is the Wenquxing who descended to earth, was the top scholar in the last subject, and is the top figure in Taoism. Now it seems that it is indeed true.
As soon as he finished speaking, a burst of enthusiastic cheers broke out from below, which shocked Yang Lin himself.
After dealing with his subordinate, I was originally in a low mood and didn't say anything harsh at all. Why was the response so enthusiastic?
Yang Lin couldn't figure it out himself, so he left the general station with his hands behind his back, nervously preparing to officially go on the expedition.
He was already familiar with the Tubo tribes along the way. If nothing unexpected happened, at least dozens of Tibetan tribes would come to surrender.
Wang Fu put on a shocking performance, which made the Tibetan people wait and watch again. The Song people were so weak, why not invade Dali, and there was no lack of market among the Tibetan lords.
After a simple mobilization, Yang Lin sent thousands of scouts, divided into hundreds of small teams, to explore the vast and sparsely populated Tubo.
The army marched all the way along the Nujiang River, but because it lacked many generals, they simply formed a large army, formed a long snake formation, and moved forward along the river.
Along the way there are piles of bones and rotting corpses, all of which are the remains of the past.
While marching, the people collected the bones and buried them on the spot. Or if they had tokens and recognized them as those of their former brothers, they collected the bones and took them with them, preparing to take them back to their hometown.
The water potential of the Nu River is no longer the same as it was during the last expedition.
The water flow is fast and the river is wide. If you fall in accidentally, it will be difficult to survive. The roads on both sides are narrow and difficult to navigate and are overgrown with trees.
Returning to the old place, the army was in mourning. The last tragic defeat was still vivid in their minds, but Yang Lin did not change the marching path.
The last time the palace chose this place, it was a huge mistake. The Tubo people in the land of salt wells chose to fight against the Song people in order to keep this salt well.
But this time, the Song army must choose to go here, defeat, tear into pieces, and completely conquer the Tubo people who defeated them last time, so that they can reverse the weak image of the Song people.
In the final analysis, the conquest of Tubo relied on their hundreds of years of civil war, and people's hearts turned to the Song Dynasty to end this cruel dispute.
You must put on a strong enough posture to make these people surrender with confidence, and then be submissive and don't have any thoughts that they shouldn't have.
The Song Army on the northern front implemented this point very thoroughly. Han Shizhong, Wang Zhen and others fought their way out from the foot of Jishi Mountain, almost falling into the wind wherever they went.
The Tubo lords, nobles, and powerful monks all sent troops to search for traces of Han Shizhong's army everywhere, and sent gold and silver in advance to avoid being ignored when they surrendered.
On the northern front, there are elite soldiers and strong generals, and war horses like clouds. There are 100,000 Qin, Long and Han troops, as well as Qiang soldiers, Ke Lie soldiers, Uighur soldiers, and dozens of Tibetan troops with 100,000 horses at their disposal.
Han Shizhong was so proud of the spring breeze that he marched all the way south, advancing vigorously and destroying everything. What was even more outrageous was that the various Tibetan tribes on the northern front were all thin branches and leaves compared to those on the southern front.
You must know that the Tubo Dynasty radiated from Luoxue City to various surrounding cities, and was the center of Tubo. The strongest tribes and temples were all concentrated here.
If Tubo wasn't so big and the north and south were so far apart, the existence of this southern army wouldn't be necessary.
During this whimpering march, the Song army on the southern front led by Yang Lin, who was short of major generals, finally reached the territory of the Tibetan monks and nuns.
The rushing water of the Nu River made a deafening sound, echoing over the empty plateau.
After Yang Lin looked around, he waved his hand and signaled to his soldiers to give orders to stop the march and set up camp here.