Chapter 835 Alternation
When returning to Longyou from Hanzhong, you must pass through Jicheng.
Jicheng is the seat of the Longyou Dudufu, and the recapture of Liangzhou this time was mainly based on the Dudufu, with the Xiaowei Fu as a supplement.
Coupled with his relationship with Old General Zhao, Feng Yong naturally wanted to pay a visit when he came back this time.
Unexpectedly, Mr. Zhao opened the middle door early and stood waiting in front of the door.
Feng Yongyuan saw this scene from a distance and quickly ran forward to salute:
"Old general, you are... you have so much virtue and ability, you really don't dare to be a good person!"
Even though he is now the governor of Liangzhou, he is still not enough in front of Zhao Yun.
"In terms of qualifications, of course you can't afford it. But I'm not here to welcome you, but to welcome a great official of the Han Dynasty."
Although Zhao Yun acted like an old man with a straight face in front of the public, he could not hide the joy in his tone and eyes.
Zhao Yun helped Feng Yong up and said, "The last time you passed through Jicheng in a hurry with the emperor's orders, you didn't even have time to say a few words."
"You have to stay in Jicheng for two more days this time. Tell me what you did after you led the troops out of Xiaoguan. What is written in the military report is after all too simple and not satisfying enough."
“Since the old general has said this, how dare I disobey you?”
Feng Yong looked natural and was not surprised at all that Zhao Yun would say this.
The emergence of the armored cavalry can be regarded as a brand new thing for all military commanders and generals outside the captain's house.
Brand-new things have brought about brand-new combat methods. Any qualified general will subconsciously want to understand them as soon as possible.
When he was in Hanzhong, the Prime Minister of the Han Dynasty repeatedly asked Feng Yong about every detail of the Battle of Xiaoguan.
I almost didn’t ask about the flirting between Feng Junhou and General Guan on the commander’s platform.
"well!"
Zhao Yun nodded repeatedly, and then his eyes fell on the group of young men behind Feng Yong.
I saw that they were all carrying bags on their backs, with water bags hanging around their waists, and cloth strips wrapped around their legs and shins. Although it was a bit strange, they looked neat.
At this time, I knew it was the person under Feng Yong's hand.
At the end of March in Longyou, the weather was already very warm, but it was far from hot.
However, all the faces of this group of young men were red, and their foreheads and faces were stained with sweat. They seemed to be traveling in a hurry.
They all stared at him with curiosity, excitement, excitement, etc. Zhao Yun was not surprised by this, after all, he often received such looks from army officers.
What makes him wonder is why Feng Yong specially brought people to the Governor's Mansion?
“Old General, these are the students I brought from Nanxiang. They can also be regarded as the first batch of disciples taught by Master Xiang.”
Feng Yong saw Zhao Yun looking at him with inquiring eyes, and quickly explained:
“They have admired the old general for a long time, so I brought them here by the way so that they can experience the old general’s majesty.”
Since Xiang Lang is not here anyway, and he has also given lectures to these students, Feng Junhou is not afraid of borrowing the name of Old Master Xiang.
"oh?"
Zhao Yun couldn't help but take a second look when he heard that he was Xiang Lang's disciple.
When he noticed Zhang Yuan and others, his gaze even paused for a moment, and then he looked at Feng Yong with some surprise, "These young men...you want to put them in the army?"
What a great source of reading!
In recent years, people and materials traveling from Hanzhong to Pingxiang have to pass through Jicheng.
At the same time, there were often material deliveries between Jicheng and Pingxiang, so Zhao Yun naturally knew something about the students who came out of Nanxiang Academy.
I dare not say anything else, but they are definitely more than qualified for the position of grain and grass officer in the army.
What's more, judging from Feng Yong's tone, this group may still be the most outstanding students in recent years.
It would be too wasteful to put it in the army and let them sort out food and grass.
"That's not entirely true. At present, about ten people have been confirmed to serve in the army."
"I see." Zhao Yun couldn't comment on this, "I'm afraid he's a disciple of Master Xiang, but I'm afraid he's your student, right?"
As he spoke, he turned his head again and said to the group of students, "I'm all buried up to my neck in loess. What's so good about me?"
“If you really want to see it, you still have to look at your mountain commander. From now on, the big men will rely on heroes like him.”
"Twenty thousand people defeated a hundred thousand Cao thieves. I have never had such a success in my life."
Seeing Zhao Yun taking the initiative to speak to them, the students were all in a commotion.
However, when they heard that Zhao Yun actually said such words, they burst into laughter again, and at the same time, they showed a look of pride on their faces.
“Now that your mountain chief has spoken, how can I not give him this face? Anyway, the Governor’s Mansion is big enough, so I will set up a banquet in the mansion today to treat you to reading seeds.”
The face Zhao Yun gave was indeed great enough, beyond Feng Yong's expectation.
This time, not to mention the students, even Feng Yong was a little flattered, "Old General, I'm afraid they can't bear it..."
“Why can’t you bear it? A student of a famous general in the world and the governor of Liangzhou in the Han Dynasty. Isn’t his status not enough?”
Zhao Yun waved his hand without any doubt, "That's it, let's go, go back to the house first!"
Sure enough, when Zhang Yuan and others heard what Zhao Yun said, their faces showed moved expressions.
They all saluted together and said loudly:
“Thank you, the old general, thank you, the mountain chief!”
"Oh, by the way, there are no good cooks in the governor's house. You have to provide the cook and pork yourself."
Zhao Yun had just taken two steps when he suddenly remembered something and gave special instructions.
Mr. Zhao did not feel the slightest bit embarrassed about such shameless behavior.
“Huh? Okay...let’s do it!”
Feng Yong almost turned the corner and said, "Zhang Yuan!"
"Here!" Zhang Yuan responded loudly subconsciously, then ran over and saluted: "What are the instructions from the mountain chief?"
“Go to the warehouse of Dongfeng Express and ask them to send two cooks and a few pigs and sheep, and then tell them that I want to have dinner at the governor’s house.”
“No!”
Zhang Yuan turned around and ran away.
Before the Battle of Longyou, due to the increase in grain production and the castration and fattening technology spread from Nanxiang, the practice of raising pigs and dolphins in captivity had already become popular in the Han Dynasty.
When Longyou is taken down, the trend of captivity will become stronger.
After all, Feng Junhou began to promote the breeding of cattle and sheep in Longyou again.
In the past, big Han people also raised pigs, but that was called herding.
That is to say, like herding sheep, driving pigs to the wild to find food.
Such a pig has a long growth cycle, and the taste of the meat is not concerned. The body is full of lean meat and very little fat.
For people in this era, fat meat is much more delicious than lean meat.
Especially for the wealthy families of the upper class of Han Dynasty, braised pork is a must-have dish at banquets. It is fat but not greasy, sweet and delicious.
Because this dish, in addition to castrated and fattened pork, also requires brown sugar.
It is simply not something that ordinary people can afford.
Jicheng is the largest city in Longyou, so Dongfeng Express will naturally build a transit warehouse here, and Xinghanhui will also send people to stay here.
Wherever there is a flourishing Han society, raising pigs is indispensable.
After entering the gate, there is a large and spacious vestibule, enough to accommodate hundreds of people.
Zhao Yun naturally did not eat with the students. Allowing them to visit the Governor's Mansion and treating them to a meal in his name was enough to make these students excited.
He stood in front of the window of the room, watching Zhang Yuan outside instructing the students to set up tables and chairs and arrange for them to sit in order.
Finally, I saw about ten students coming out of the martial arts hall, sitting up straight even when eating, no one made a sound, and suddenly said to Feng Yong: "That young gentleman can at least be the school captain. "
Feng Yong chuckled: "Since the old man said so, when we regain Liangzhou, if there is a chance, we must teach him a lesson."
"Huh?" Zhao Yun turned around, "Are you going to send him to Liangzhou with me?"
Feng Yong nodded, "It's not just him, but the dozen or so students with him."
“They all seem to be the most outstanding among this group of disciples. It has taken you a lot of effort to train them over the years. Are you really willing to do it?”
Zhao Yun raised his eyebrows, "Aren't you afraid of any eventuality?"
"The battle formation is a dangerous place. Who can guarantee that nothing will happen?" Feng Yongyong said nonchalantly, "Besides, no matter how dangerous it is, is it as dangerous as the battle at Xiaoguan?"
"Let alone the battle at the street pavilion, why am I personally in front of the battle? I can go into battle, so why can't they?"
At this point, Feng Yong said with some emotion, "When I returned to Hanzhong this time, the prime minister mentioned the old general's body when he talked to me about Zhang Changshi's death due to illness."
"The Prime Minister mentioned more than once that during these years, there were more than 70 people in the Han army including Yang Qun, Ma Yu, Yan Zhi, Ding Li, Bai Shou, Liu He, Deng Tong, etc., as well as Qu Chang and Tun generals."
“As for the sudden generals, Wuqian, and Wuqi, there are more than a thousand people. These are all the elites from all over the world that the late emperor gathered for decades. Now even the old generals have reached the time when they need to pay attention to their health.”
“Therefore, the Han Dynasty seems to be at its peak of talent, but military lieutenants, lieutenants, military lords, commanders, and generals are in urgent need of supplements.”
“Coupled with the great victory over the Cao thieves, we need to pay more attention to this issue if we want to expand our army in the future.”
“So I think it would be a good thing if these ten or so students from Nanxiang Martial Arts Hall can take up this responsibility.”
Are generals important?
Of course it is important.
But for the current Han Dynasty, because a large number of outstanding generals have emerged over the years, they no longer need to worry too much about this problem.
However, the middle and lower-level elite officers who are the same generation as the older generation of generals are gradually aging and dying. This is a prominent problem.
The army led by Feng Yong can solve this problem by forcibly promoting literacy and strict training.
Because of this, talents can be selected as quickly as possible, and at the same time, the army can have strong organization and discipline.
But the investment involved is not something that the average military can afford.
Just to support the logistics of high-intensity training, once promoted nationwide, it would be enough to overwhelm the finances of any country in the Han, Wei, and Wu kingdoms.
Meat, oil, rice, flour, and even sugar, are these things that ordinary people can afford on a regular basis?
Otherwise, the Prime Minister of the Han Dynasty would not have allowed Feng Yong to have independent power all these years.
It only limited the size of the army, and at the same time cleverly controlled Feng Yong's logistics transportation routes.
When Zhao Yun heard what Feng Yong said, the expression on his face gradually became solemn:
“This is actually to seek the future for the country!”
As he spoke, he looked at Feng Yong with some relief and sigh:
“I didn’t expect that the young man back then would have grown up like this. Even if I retire, I can feel at ease.”
“Old general, you can’t retreat yet. Liangzhou is still waiting for you to recover.”
Feng Yong said quickly, "Besides, this Nanxiang martial arts hall still lacks a highly respected military veteran..."
“Okay, so you’re waiting for me here!”
Zhao Yun suddenly laughed and pointed at Feng Yong, "Sure enough, he is still the same Feng Langjun as before! With what you said before, is there any reason for me not to agree?"
When Feng Yong heard this, he was overjoyed and said, "Old general, it's settled! In fact, I'm doing it for your own good."
"In the future, even if you can't lead the troops into battle in person, it's better to teach the juniors a lesson on the sand table than to be bored at home."
“Besides, this martial arts lecture hall will become bigger in the future, and there may be some actual military training. If the old general is really itchy, he can go into battle himself..."
“Sure enough, Mr. Feng is so clever with his words, he really made me fall in love with him.”
Zhao Yun smiled and shook his head, turned around and walked to a large table covered with linen, and lifted the linen cloth:
“We’ll talk about the rest later. I just want to compete with the famous General Feng on the sand table. Come here!”
Feng Yong just glanced at the sand table in the past and saw that this was the terrain of Xiaoguan.
After the Battle of Xiaoguan, the army of Xiaowei Mansion conducted countless reviews, and even the commander of the village participated.
Feng Yong has long memorized this map and knows it very well.
Zhao Yun picked up the whip and walked to the side representing Cao Wei: "Come, I will be Cao Zhen for once, and you can walk again as you did when you led the army out of Xiaoguan."
The troops left Xiaoguan in two groups and went south along the main road and Jingshui River to break through Wushi City as quickly as possible.
Then he lured the snakes out under Jingyang City and mobilized the Wei army, so he set up a maze formation.
Zhao Yun on the other side frowned and was a little undecided.
Because this is simply a dead end.
Guan Ji had complete control over the entire process. How and when to break the city was all in one thought.
Feng Yong's route was full of cavalry, at least one man and two cavalrymen.
The two armies are not one positive and one strange in the traditional sense, but can alternate between virtual and real at any time.
Unless Xiahou Ba can defend Yuezhi City, and Hu Zun returns to defend Linjing, he will cooperate with Xian Yufu who arrived from Chang'an to withstand Guan Ji's pressure.
Otherwise, Cao Zhen would still have to turn around and head north no matter what.
“Cao Zhen’s arrangement is no problem.”
After listening to what Feng Yong said, Zhao Yun shook his head and threw away the whip. It seemed that there was no good solution, "This is a dead end."
So, I put the blame for the Battle of Xiaoguan on Xiahou Ba, there is no problem at all, right?
Who told him not to defend Yuezhi City?
“Even if I were to replace you, we still have to deploy a large army below Xiaoguan. Firstly, we can wait for work in leisure, and secondly, we can have a few more days to attack the city.”
Feng Yongshan led the army to attack, whether it was seizing Longguan, fighting Jieting, or Dingjin City, this was proved.
It is impossible for Cao Zhen not to know, so instead of giving up his military advantage, he fought a decisive battle with Feng Yong in the Jingshui Valley where he could not deploy a hundred thousand troops.
It would be better to choose an open area and force Feng Yong to come by himself.
This is a decision that kills three birds with one stone.
“I just didn’t expect it…”
Zhao Yun glanced at Feng Yong, his eyes a little complicated, and he even suddenly felt pity for Cao Da Sima in his heart.
Feng Junhou understood the old man’s look: He didn’t expect his opponent to be a loser...
Moreover, there is a link between high-level arms and junior arms in The Heroes of the Three Kingdoms...
The cheating Feng Junhou coughed in embarrassment: "Old General, let's talk about Liangzhou. When does the old general plan to enter Liangzhou?"
“There’s no rush.” Zhao Yunhun said nonchalantly, “How are your arrangements over there?”
“Well, now Xu Miao doesn’t trust the wealthy families in Liangzhou at all. In addition to his cronies, the people guarding the other side of Dadou Bagou also have many Huqi.”
“I happen to know the leaders of the Huqi…”
Zhao Yun glanced at Feng Yong faintly again.
Feng Junhou understands again: The ghost king is far-sighted and far-sighted?
(End of this chapter)