Chapter five hundred and seventy-first northward and westward
On the outskirts of Chang'an City, Lin Ze looked at Meng Yi and Zhang Han, who were dressed in military uniforms, and said seriously: "Do you know what to do when we go to the Northland?"
Meng Yi looked at Lin Ze with a complex expression. At that time, Emperor Qin ordered everyone to choose Fusu as his attendant, and the wealthy family unanimously chose Fusu, who was favored. Lin Ze, as the concubine of the imperial guard, had a low status and could only accompany Hu Hai.
Unexpectedly, in the past ten years or so, the situation between the two had undergone tremendous changes. First, Hu Hai succeeded to the throne, and Lin Ze, as a minister of the dragon and a confidant of the new emperor, served as the Shaofu, one of the nine ministers.
Then Lin Ze quelled Chen She's rebellion, gained the title of marquis, and became one of the three princes, Taiwei.
The most important thing is that Lin Ze broke through the Grandmaster realm and became the youngest Grandmaster since the founding of the Qin Dynasty. If nothing happens, in a hundred years, Da Qin will have another wealthy family - the Lin family.
Jealousy? Envy? Maybe both, Meng Yi thought to himself.
Lin Ze looked at Meng Yi without saying a word for a long time, frowned slightly and said, "Is there a problem?"
Only then did Meng Yi come back to his senses, bowed his hands and replied: "Meng Yi has kept in mind what the champion told me, but I can't guarantee what choice my father will make."
Lin Ze chuckled: "I will tell Meng Tian for me that the day the Hu people went south was also the day the 346 members of the Meng family died. If your father wants to rely on you and your son to rebuild the Meng family, he
You can choose whatever you want."
Meng Yi's face changed drastically and he said anxiously: "The champion is also a master of the art of war. No one can predict what happens on the battlefield. At worst, my father and son died on the battlefield and were buried in horse leather. Why bother with my family?"
Lin Ze replied indifferently: "Either repel the Hu people, and even if it doesn't work, stop the Hu people from going south, or the Meng family will be destroyed. Your Meng family has no choice, and there is no third outcome."
Meng Yi's face suddenly turned extremely ugly.
Lin Ze saw it and didn't care. If he didn't put harsh words first, who knows whether the stubborn Meng Tian would lead the Northern Army south to avenge Fusu?
Zhang Han looked at Meng Yi's appearance from the side, patted his shoulder and said: "Don't worry, there is still me, am I just a barbarian? I will definitely let them come back."
Lin Ze snorted coldly: "Zhang Han, do you remember that I asked you to lead an army of 50,000 to the Northland for what purpose?"
Seeing Lin Ze's stern face, Zhang Han couldn't help but shrink his head and whispered, "I'm here to oversee the army."
"Is that just that?" Lin Ze raised his eyebrows and asked.
The cold sweat on Zhang Han's forehead immediately flowed down, he bowed and said: "Please give me a clear explanation, Lord Marquis."
Lin Ze asked calmly: "If Meng Tian wins a great victory and the barbarians retreat north, what will you do?"
Zhang Han straightened his body and said: "Leading the army to pursue the enemy in the north will definitely prevent the Hu people from going south to herd horses."
Lin Ze nodded slightly: "What if Mengtian is defeated?"
Zhang Han replied without hesitation: "Resist with all your might and never let the barbarians move even half a step south."
"Stupid," Lin Ze said coldly.
Zhang Han was stunned and a little at a loss. What on earth did he say wrong?
"If Meng Tian is defeated, you must gather the remaining troops as soon as possible and lead the remaining troops to retreat south in time to preserve the vitality of the Northern Army as much as possible."
"What about the people in the North?" Zhang Han asked subconsciously.
"If Meng Tian is defeated, can you still take care of the people in the north?" Lin Ze's voice was calm, but in Zhang Han Mengyi's ears, it was as cold as the cold wind in the twelfth lunar month.
Seeing Zhang Han trying to argue, Lin Ze shouted coldly: "Zhang Han, please remember this, military and national affairs are not a trivial matter. Everything should focus on the overall situation. Otherwise, when the Hu people go south, the Zhang family and the Meng family will be destroyed."
Genocide."
Zhang Han's face turned pale and he could only nodded, looking a little lost.
Then the two men left with an army of 50,000. Lin Ze asked Han Xin to select these 50,000 troops from hundreds of thousands of coalition forces.
When Li Si was defeated in the past, all the hundreds of thousands of troops were reduced to prisoners. Lin Ze saw that it was a waste, so Han Xin selected half of them and sent the other half to farm in the countryside.
It happened that after several battles, many people in the 200,000-strong army led by Lin Ze needed to be promoted to military positions based on their merits.
All the 50,000-strong army led by Zhang Han, including officers above centurion, were among them.
Lin Ze could not guarantee that every soldier would be loyal, but he could try his best to make every officer loyal.
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After sending Meng Yi Zhanghan away, Wushi came over with a group of retainers to say goodbye to Lin Ze.
This time, Wushi was entrusted with the important task of leading an army of 100,000 to support Wang Li. He was the most popular among the powerful. He was grateful to Lin Ze for suggesting this matter.
So the person leading the team this time was the eldest son of the Wushi family, Wu Qingchi.
Wu Qingchi bowed deeply towards Lin Ze and saluted, "Wushi will never forget the kindness of the champion in supporting him. If something happens to the champion in the future, if Wushi can help, please just give me your instructions."
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In Wushi's view, going to the Western Regions was a rare opportunity to make achievements.
In particular, the Wushi caravan travels westward all year round and has a thorough understanding of the situation in the west, making it easier for them to make huge profits.
"No need to be polite," Lin Ze said calmly, "If I remember correctly, the Wushi has been declining day by day since the Qin Dynasty unified the world. I hope the Wushi can seize this opportunity and regain its former glory."
Wu Qingchi replied respectfully: "I would like to follow the order of the Marquis."
Then he took out a jade box from his sleeve, held it in front of Lin Ze with both hands, lowered his head slightly and said: "The new Grand Master, the Marquis, will definitely need some heavenly materials and earthly treasures to consolidate his cultivation. This is Wushi's idea, please also ask the Marquis
I’m happy to accept it.”
Lin Ze took it calmly, sensed it, and a look of surprise appeared on his face: "Eighth-grade soul-nurturing grass? Wushi actually has such a good thing?"
Eighth-grade soul-nourishing grass, as the name suggests, is a natural material with a grade up to eighth-grade, a good thing that can be used to warm and nourish the soul.
Of course, the seventh-grade grandmaster realm can also be used, but it is a bit wasteful.
Lin Ze said with a smile on his face: "Well, I like this sentiment very much."
Wu Qingchi's attitude was still respectful: "As long as the Marquis likes it, if the Marquis doesn't dislike it, Wushi is willing to collect such treasures for the Marquis. I just hope that the Marquis can take good care of Wushi."
Lin Ze glanced at Wu Qingchi with slight admiration and nodded: "Yes, if Wushi can really provide me with more treasures like this, let alone taking care of Wushi, even if I let me publicly declare to protect Wushi
, what’s the difficulty?”
When Wu Qingchi heard this, he was overjoyed. He had made the right bet. The newly promoted Grandmaster Champion really had a soft spot for treasures that could enhance his cultivation. It was not in vain for Wu Qingchi to take out such treasures and set up this line.
If nothing else goes wrong, as the new emperor's confidant, he will be able to dominate the government and the public for at least a hundred years. And if Wushi can successfully maintain this line, he can maintain his lintel within a hundred years.
Wu Qingchi said with a serious face: "Please rest assured, Mr. Hou, Wu Shi will definitely do his best to collect treasures for Mr. Hou, but..."
Speaking of the latter part, Wu Qingchi suddenly stopped talking and waited for Lin Ze's response.
Lin Ze stretched out a finger and said: "In ten years, Wushi will collect a treasure equal to the soul-nourishing grass for me. I will protect Wushi for ten years. As long as Wushi does not rebel, I can guarantee that Wushi will not be destroyed."
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Wu Qingchi only hesitated for a moment, and then said decisively: "In the next generation, Wushi will thank the Marquis."
Lin Ze waved his hand and said, "It's getting late. Let's go quickly. No one is waiting at the front."
Wu Qingchi bowed slightly and left with a hundred thousand troops.
Just like the 50,000-strong army led by Zhang Han, the officers of this 100,000-strong army were also selected from Lin Ze's direct army to serve as meritorious officers.