Chapter 8: Secret Drum

Zhan Pohan looked at the golden box in front of him in a daze. It was not until this moment that he realized that Feng Wuhen's previous words were not false tests. Although his soldiers reported this to him when they dug something, he was always suspicious and disagreed. His years of military career made him understand the importance of money. When he was in the northwest, if he hadn't insisted on not joining with those dirty colleagues, how could he have fallen to such an exclusion? The generals of the army had a long history, so when he saw the gold, the first thought he had turned to was the boldness of his ex.

Feng Wuhen was too lazy to explain the relationship, but just looked at the person in front of him with a smile, which made Zhan Pohan a little confused. "Sir Zhan, I told you about this before. Now that you have gained something, your people will do the most, so I will naturally not take it alone." Feng Wuhen pointed to the ten boxes below, "The things are all here, you can take them yourself."

Zhan Pohan suddenly felt a slap in his heart. Although the gold on his lower head shattered his eyes, it did not mean that the greed would blind his mind. He knelt down on one knee and thanked him: "Your Highness is joking. Since Mo General has already promised His Highness, he should do his best to serve. These things were stored in Yuling. Mo General was just following His Highness's order to find them out. How dare he make a contribution to this small matter?"

Seeing Zhan Pohan doing this, Feng Wuhen naturally knew that he was afraid of his suspicion, so he smiled and stepped forward to help him up. "Mr. Zhan, gold and silver are things outside of his body. I am also a person who spends little money, so I don't have to worry about these things. Moreover, it would be unfavorable to let those soldiers work hard for so many days without any rewards and comfort. The important officials of the Ministry of War or all kinds of people who come and go to you have always had frequent contact and need some money to deal with. In order to deal with the situation, I have also heard about the generals in the army eating empty quotas. Now when the court is employed, if you are slandered behind your back, wouldn't you ruin your bright future?"

Feng Wuhen said something extremely sincerely, and Zhan Pohan felt aroused. He was not a humble gentleman who was just a false Taoist scholar, so how could he not be moved by the wealth delivered to the door? He then pushed it for a while and then listened to Feng Wuhen's intention. He managed to send gold to the money shop for storage. Three boxes of them were controlled by Zhan Pohan, and the other box was exchanged into silver to reward the soldiers who contributed their efforts. This arrangement was naturally reasonable. Zhan Pohan was worried that those confidants under his command would be silenced, but now there was an extra silver to be sealed, so this matter was solved naturally. However, Feng Wuhen seemed to be knocking inadvertently, but he made up his mind that he would let those people take care of their mouths after he went back.

Of course, the soldiers who received many rewards worked harder. For those who received poor monthly silver twice a month, a few hundred taels of silver meant that they could marry a beautiful lady when they went home, and supporting their family was no problem. What was in those boxes had nothing to do with them, and there were people who were tall to bear it when the sky collapsed. Zhan Pohan had already given orders. If they were to do their job hard and careful this time, they could still get the same reward, but this matter must not be leaked, otherwise they would be killed without mercy. Therefore, although they had to face Ming Jue with a cold face every day, their skills were even harder.

The war in the northwest was still in a state of anxiety. Although the Junggar tribe was prepared and entered a state of ready early, for Prince An Feng Wufang, this war was undoubtedly the best opportunity to make meritorious contributions. When encountering such small groups of enemy troops, the northwest camps always took turns to fight, among which the Pokha Battalion, which had become Feng Wufang's direct line, had the most outstanding achievements. Although Zhan Pohan had left, the group of generals and schools at all levels designated by him were old people on the battlefield, so they could always make achievements after a rush.

Although Feng Wufang once promised that the Junggar cavalry would not be able to cross the line, Xiao Yunchao was completely lost when he first saw the bloody armor of the generals. For his aristocratic family, the wind and flowers in the capital belonged to him. The sound of fighting, trumpets, and horse hooves on the battlefield were all things that were extremely far away from him. However, this time, the army was sent to such a dilemma, and Xiao Yunchao had to lament his bad luck. In any case, for the girl's position as the central palace and his future, he had to hold on for the sake of his noble position. Of course, Feng Wufang would not let this noble uncle go to the battlefield. Such a timid person would only lose the face of the court in the bloody scene.

Feng Wufang rubbed the sword in his hand, and couldn't help but think of the scene when Feng Wuhen gave gifts, and couldn't help but smile. It was worthy of being the masterpiece of the famous craftsman Yin Feng. With the magic weapon in his hand, he cut the heads of twenty-one Junggar cavalry in a row, even the warrior who claimed to be invincible to defeat a hundred people. He still remembers the look of dying and unwillingness when the weapon in his hand was cut off. On the battlefield, how could there be a fair way? It's just to see who is more powerful, who is strong and his horse is strong, and his sword is sharp. He stretched out two fingers and gently flicked the sword spine. He heard a sound of surreality. The sword that was originally unsightly invisible seemed to show an unspeakable glory, and the killing and blood on his head also faintly filled the tent.

"Report to the general, urgent military information!" A anxious voice from the personal soldiers suddenly came from outside the tent. Feng Wufang's heart tightened and shouted sternly: "Come in!" He was very clear about the current situation. Junggar came prepared, and the spy once came to report it to many herdsmen. However, when the two armies fought, they disappeared from the shadow of these old, young, women and children. This made him extremely alert. Although the other party suffered greater losses to the war, his side also lost a lot of people. It was true that the supply was constantly on the Central Plains, but if it continued to delay like this, the emperor would be unable to stand it.

As soon as the personal soldier came in, he knelt down on one knee and saluted: "Report to the general, the spy came to report that about three to five thousand Taurus cavalry were intercepted by General Duan. After one interception, it was a loss-making situation. General Duan did not take any advantage! General Duan sent people to report that the Turus weapons were excellent, as if they were taken from the Central Plains, and they were extremely imaginative of the standard weapons of our army. Please be sure to pay attention."

Even though Feng Wufang claimed to be calm, he couldn't help but feel dizzy at this time. The art of casting swords and weapons in the Central Plains has always been excellent. Whether it is the tribes of the northwest grassland or the tribes of the southwest, they racked their brains to find blacksmiths from the Central Plains, hoping to cast sharp weapons. Unfortunately, since the founding of Taizu, Ling Yun has always strictly prohibited the people from hiding swords and weapons privately. Ordinary blacksmiths can only cast kitchen knives and other household items. Those famous craftsmen are all supported by the court, and the army's standard weapons are even handled and verified by a dedicated person, so the casting method is never expected to be out of the way. He was able to kill so many enemies this time, which was also a blessing for the divine weapons in his hand. Even ordinary soldiers in the army, if they were not relying on the advantages of weapons, how could they resist the alien cavalry like wolves and tigers?

"I know. If you send someone to inform Lord Duan, you will say that no matter what the reason is, he is a general of the court. Don't be discouraged. I will send someone to report to the court for investigation. In addition, the Ministry of War has mobilized all the money and grain to support him. If even a small Junggar cannot resist, then we will all commit suicide and apologize!" Feng Wufang showed an indifferent expression. He knew General Fenwei Duan Zhiyuan very well, and knew that this person had always been cautious. If he adopted the tactic of retreating because of such a trivial matter, then the matter would be troublesome.

"As for the order!" The personal soldier was also a person who had followed Feng Wufang for many years. The commander understood the intention as soon as he said it, leaned over and bowed again, and then hurriedly withdrew from the tent.

Feng Wufang saw that there was no one around, and his face suddenly changed from relaxed to solemnity at the beginning. Although Duan Zhiyuan was famous for his steady military use, his son Duan Xuan was a powerful general. Without thinking about it, he could guess the scene at that time. Duan Xuan must have led the elite troops of the Zuoying camp to attack, and these veterans who had fought on the battlefield for many years were beaten by both sides. How many of the troops under his command could hold on? Feng Wufang remembered the previous encounters and couldn't help but smile bitterly. It turned out that the Tartars also knew what it meant to show weakness to the enemy. If he didn't get this news, the army would fight on the battlefield in the future, and the battalions that were underestimating the enemy would definitely be exploited.

"Come, go and invite Mr. Dai!" Feng Wufang called out loudly. For the sake of the current plan, this matter would never be deceived and he needed to write a document immediately. Otherwise, if too much combat power was lost, the newly promoted prince would not be able to keep saying that he would have to eat the robbery when he returned to the capital. I don't know who was so bold that he dared to let the things in the army go out. I'm afraid that the emperor would find another storm when he investigated it.

After Feng Wufang dictated the memorial, he ordered Mr. Dai to go back and draft the memorial himself. He had more important things to do now. Under the order of the Central Army, a group of generals hurriedly gathered at the commander's tent. Now when the two armies were fighting, they were not as simple as military sticks. If they were not careful, they would lose their heads. Although Feng Wufang was young, he was extremely strict in control. If the generals violated military rules, they would always serve the military sticks. Even the commander attacked the battalion commander Zhong Zhengye as the son of Princess Anping, and therefore the generals were afraid of this general who was of great status and holy relatives.

Feng Wufang said with a stern face to tell Duan Zhiyuan about the situation, and the generals immediately changed their expressions and looked at each other for a while. Zhang Yunfeng, the commander of the Shuangyue Battalion, gritted his teeth and suggested: "General, among the camps in the northwest, there are not many soldiers who have been war-torn for a long time. Usually, they use more enemies to fight with the sharp enemy with their weapons and easily defend themselves. Now such a strange thing happened. If it leaks out, the morale of the army may be unstable. It is better to be afraid of the enemy's attack in the future, defend instead of attacking, and wait for the court to express its orders before attacking."
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