Three hundred and fifty-nine this matter is ancient and difficult to complete
The old guerrilla general who seemed to have had his backbone and all his energy ripped out was the first to exit the meeting hall. Then most of the Jinzhou military attachés and staff officers who noticed that the atmosphere was not face-to-face and looked at each other left one after another after submitting their confidential military information.
Only a few people, including Su Xiaogong and Song Zhiwen, were still in this room after the time of burning incense. They may not be the best, but they were the youngest among the military attachés present just now.
Everyone was waiting for Song Zhiwen beside the brazier to speak, but he remained silent.
"Huang Youqi was the commander-in-chief of the Beida Camp before. When the barbarians went south, only he and a dozen or so horsemen who were close to him fought out of the encirclement. There were more than 7,300 people left, many of whom died in the battle." The only thing left.
The staff officer was the one who had previously raised the issue of Jinzhou’s autumn grain harvest. At this moment, he felt the need to stand up and say something fair. “Huang Youyi is now fifty-two years old. He has three sons. The eldest son died in the battle at Beipiao Village, and the second son was killed in Dagang.
The scout of the battalion died at Lintong Pass. The youngest son was fourteen years old. During the battle of Bingyuan City, he volunteered to go up to the city, but he was killed by an arrow..."
"I know the story of the loss of these three sons." Su Xiaogong still had a stern look on his face, "I also know that the old mother, wife and daughter of Huang Youyi's family have not yet gone south to the city to escape the disaster."
Father and son, wearing military uniforms, guarding the border, but their hair is white and their hair is black, and there are two separate people, male and female.
If this matter is publicized, after it spreads all over the country, it will undoubtedly be a good story that will last forever.
As a general of Jinzhou, Song Zhiwen immediately banned the transmission of such news after the end of the war, and the Jinzhou army was no exception.
The father of a son who had died, and the father of three sons who had died, Song Zhiwen didn't want anyone to use their words to make another stab at the old guerrilla's bleeding heart.
In that war, too many fathers lost their sons, sons lost their fathers, women lost their husbands, younger brothers lost their eldest brothers, or the whole family died. When the next year's Qingming Festival, no one will pay tribute or remember.
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Lu Xi will come back again in the Ming Dynasty. When will people return after they die?
Never come back.
The number of horse thieves passing through Jinju's northern defense line and going south is increasing day by day. It is no longer a worry that can be solved with a few hundred cavalry. Among these horse thieves, there are bound to be countless cavalry from the prairie tribes. They rashly use light cavalry to encircle and suppress them. They only need to set up a little ambush.
This can reduce the Jinzhou Cavalry's stretched combat power before the war begins. Among the Jinzhou Army, Huang Guerbi is not the only one whose clansmen have not gone to the city to avoid disaster. If this sets a precedent for sending troops, and if military attachés beg to send troops in the future, he will
Is Su Xiaogong going to send troops? The last and most important point is that Jinzhou is not ready to go to war with the grassland barbarians, and the whole Dayao is not ready yet. It is not that several horse thieves cannot be killed, but this is undoubtedly
It would give the barbarian tribes an excuse to send out troops openly.
"With one careless move, everything will be lost. There is no chance for trial and error."
"General!" the staff officer gritted his teeth, shook his robes, knelt on the ground, and knocked his forehead heavily on the ground, "The war is imminent, and it is true that preserving the combat power of the Jinzhou Cavalry is a top priority. But if you can't hold on, people will be distracted.
It’s just a matter of time, General, please think twice!”
"Don't use gimmicks to demoralize the generals to intimidate the generals. If you disturb the morale of the troops before the war, I will chop your head off if you believe it or not!"
The middle-aged military attache who had always stood nearby and said nothing was very excited. He held the position of military officer. Even though the military attache was of mediocre character, he had the authority to act on his own in front of the battle.
As one of the two people who went north to burn the barbarian siege equipment in the last war and escaped unscathed, he stood out among the Jinzhou military attaches after the war ended, and served as a military officer as a direct descendant of Song Zhiwen.
position,
At this moment, he opened his mouth to question the staff officer, as if he was placing himself among the general's confidants.
"As a commander of the state army, do you always want to chop off the heads of those who directly criticize you?" The staff officer sneered, "It's no harm if I teach you to chop off my big head. It's a pity that Jinzhou is so big, but they are just yes-men."
"Arrogant!"
"Ziyi."
There was a sharp contrast between the angry shouts of the middle-aged military attache and the indifference of the middle-aged scribe beside the brazier. But the moment the latter spoke, the strong military attaché suddenly stopped and touched his right hand at his waist. If there was a sword there, he would definitely fight the disrespectful staff officer.
On his neck, even if he doesn't kill anyone, he still has to frighten this nonsense-talking staff officer to the point where he urinates all over the place.
Liu Ziyi, who noticed the middle-aged scribe's gaze, retracted his arm angrily. Seeing that he still didn't look away, he took a step back, then took another six steps back, until half of his feet were on the threshold of the meeting hall.
Then he winked hard at the former, begged for mercy, and never took another step across the threshold.
The other senior military attachés from Jinzhou who were present couldn't help laughing when they saw this scene. After this young military attache, who was not a popular ranger in the city, was promoted by the general to the Jinzhou Army, the military attachés who punished the low-class military attachés with their own hands had long been beyond the power of both hands.
The number of toes on the body, and the heads chopped off by using one's own privilege to behead one after another, can be counted on one hand. Among them were two local sons of a wealthy family who had been working in the Jinzhou army to earn military merits and steadily promoted. One of them has become a
The deputy lieutenant in charge of a group of troops in Nan Daying, and the family behind him didn't even know that when he was walking around to clear his joints, the children of the family who had been given high hopes had already died.
"If you want to take action again, take off your armor and go to the baggage camp to catch the cart."
To Liu Ziyi, the threat of these words was far greater than military law. When he was extremely angry, he did have the idea of taking action. Even if he was limited by his qualifications and had no hope of feeling the flow of energy in his body, if he could say that he was cleaning up
This helpless staff officer is not easy to catch. Even if he slaps him with a little strength, he can beat this noisy waste all day long and find teeth all over the floor.
Liu Ziyi muttered and retreated to the corner of the meeting hall, not forgetting to give the staff officer a sharp look in his eyes.
"After a great war, every household in Jinzhou is not dressed in white. Nowadays, even if it is more than one foot of white cloth in Bingyuan City, it is hard to find it even if it is scraped three feet off the ground." Su Xiaogong was still indifferent, "It's not like I couldn't save him Huang.
There are young and old in the guerrilla sect, but in Jinzhou, can anyone dare to guarantee that our cavalry in Dagan Camp will not suffer much loss if we go here?"
"What's more, the scouts' reports have not been clear yet. It is unknown how many enemy troops there are and who will lead them."
"The number of men and horses, the route of march, the rations to carry with them, the leadership of the troops, the strategies for facing the enemy, how to retreat completely in victory, how much combat power can be preserved in defeat, how can it be known by the staff who can only talk about war on paper? The best result is,
It is nothing more than rescuing the old and young of that family with minimal damage. If the worst outcome is that all the people saved are dead and the reinforcements are surrounded, after this general learns, will he save or not?"
All the Jinzhou military attachés present were speechless. Even though Su Xiaogong's words were a little sharper, everything he said hit the point, and everyone couldn't help but agree.
They all know that the situation in Jinzhou is relatively stable on the surface, but in fact, the trend has already been surging secretly. The news of the barbarians going south has spread all over the city. Even the small wealthy families in the city who have a little wealth are trying to find ways to collect their money.
The soft silver went south to neighboring states and counties to avoid disaster.
The situation in Jinzhou has deteriorated to the point where no soldier can be wasted. This undoubtedly makes all the military attachés present feel a secret feeling of powerlessness in their hearts. The soldiers will have to witness the iron hooves of the prairie barbarians trampling through Yao's brocade for half their lives.
Embroidering rivers and mountains, how can warriors like them get along with themselves?
"I am just a poor scholar who has been mediocre in the imperial examination for half his life. Fortunately, General Song helped me to talk about military matters with you in this room. I have only read a few books on military affairs in my life." The staff officer rolled up his sleeves, revealing half of his skinny body.
The forearm laughed at himself, "Swinging a sword with arms like this is no different than giving your head away. What General Su said is indeed true."
"But since all the generals here have to sit back and watch, even though Hu is not talented, he cannot turn a blind eye to the orphan and the widowed mother."
After saying this, a man who finally got the position of staff officer in the General's Mansion angrily took off his crown and threw it far away, and then casually took it from the forest sword on the wooden stand in front of the chamber door. It was relatively light and could be wielded.
Just when he was about to fly away in full view of everyone, he stopped.
"The flying generals of the Jun family are heroes of the past." A staff officer named Hu Wenjing suddenly looked up to the sky and laughed in front of the meeting hall door. "Looking at him today will make you lose your family's wild dogs!"
"Hundreds of light cavalry were mobilized from the guard camp. Apart from this, there is no support from any soldiers." Song Zhiwen threw the tiger talisman around his waist to Hu Wenjing, who hurriedly caught it with both hands, "Say this.
If you seek death, and if you can't save Huang Youqi's family, you should commit suicide to apologize."
"Thank you, General." Hu Wenjing, who had paid her respects solemnly, changed her face to a flattering one when she stood up, "This is not because I am worried that the general will not send troops, so I just say some outrageous words in desperation. The general has a lot of people, so naturally he will not
What's the difference between the livelihood of a poor scholar like a villain..."
"roll."
"Got the order!"
As if she was afraid that Song Zhiwen would regret it, Hu Wenjing hugged the sword belonging to an unknown martial arts school in the room and disappeared from everyone's sight in three steps and two steps, causing Liu Ziyi's cheek to twitch slightly: "General, Hu Wenjing, this guy
I'm afraid I haven't even chased chickens and ducks a few times in my life, so rushing into battle to command a hundred men of light cavalry is a bit childish, isn't it?"
"It seems too childish for a city knight to become a military official in Jinzhou in just a few years?"
"General, please don't joke..."
"Go and follow Counselor Hu's horse."
"Once this guy shows signs of defecting, should we be kidnapped and taken back to the city, or should we simply execute him on the spot?" Liu Ziyi was eager to hear this, "Just follow the general's orders."
"If we really encounter a large part of the barbarian cavalry, you must bring Hu Wenjing back to Bingyuan City safely." Song Zhiwen said firmly, "Those hundreds of Qingqi have the same responsibilities as you. If you really can't save the Huang guerrillas, young and old, and their relatives,
, we must protect Hu Wenjing no matter what."
Liu Ziyi was still confused when he accepted the order and left, not to mention the military attache in the room.
The Book of Six Tao is so difficult and obscure that Song Zhiwen can only understand the true meaning of it to this day. And when he asked the general's staff about the true meaning, only Hu Wenjing could answer fluently.
"Today I turned out to be a bad guy." After all the military attachés in the room left, Su Xiaogong and Song Zhiwen stood side by side with their hands folded, looking at the map that occupied the entire wall of the conference hall. "I thought Hu Wenjing
This person is only qualified to serve as a staff officer accompanying the army. Now it seems that a general with a hundred soldiers is a small weapon for us."
"Above and below Jinzhou, the walls must be fortified to clear the wilderness." Song Zhiwen stared intently, "Can the walls really be fortified and the wilderness cleared?"