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Chapter Five Hundred and Eighty Nine: Visit

Han Jiang remained silent for a while and said, "Father, this will ruin your dream. And it is to fool people. Do you think it is worth it?"

Han Zhong laughed, "Value? What is value? Son, you have been with me for many years in the border of Xiangshan, Yue people and Meng people, what do you think is the difference?"

Han Jiang was stunned for a moment, "They are barbarians, how can they be compared with my Dayue people?"

Han Zhong sighed, "Yes, the barbarian tribe, but what is the difference between what some people in Dayue do compared to them? The Mongolians destroy their families and slaughter villages, and they are plundering. Have we never done it? How many small Mongolian tribes have been eliminated by the entire border troops of the Vietnamese army? What's wrong with those Mongolian women and children? Just because they are Mongolians?"

Han Jiang was speechless because he had done such a thing.

"The ancestors said that there is no justice in national wars!" Han Zhong said slowly: "The dispute between Yue and Mongolia is a struggle for survival between two nations and has nothing to do with morality."

"But once Meng Ren lost, you also lost. There is no hope of taking revenge."

"So, I will fight desperately. Yun Zhao has now taken Yumen Pass. He is at the right time to be full of confidence. He still thinks that the Meng people can be strangled and then prepare for war. He stepped on Jiangnan. Hehe, I will let him know that things are not so easy. As long as he hurts him and hurts him, he will face this problem. When the overall situation in Jiangnan is about to settle, will he not be in a hurry? At that time, Meng people won a trace of vitality and won the right to survive on this land."

"You mean that our current efforts are all for negotiations with Yun Zhao in the future?"

"Yes, Dayuan won't win anymore, but it's not that easy for Yun Zhao to become this conqueror. What I mean with His Majesty the Emperor is to work hard to make the Meng people a collaborator, rather than a knee-length surrender."

"Cooperator?" Han Jiang took a deep breath, "The Northern Army and the Mongolian Army have been fighting for years, and Qiu is as deep as the sea. Is it possible to become a cooperative?"

Han Jiang laughed loudly, "So what if the hatred is deep like the sea? A Jiang, you have to look at the problem from a higher perspective. What is this for those who are in high positions? Maybe Yun Zhao was still thinking about conquering the Mongols at the beginning, but as his strength grew, how could his mind not change? When his strength is enough to compete for the Central Plains and make him take over the capital, what is this hatred? In fact, Yun Zhao is already doing this in this direction. When he realizes that conquering the Mongols is not that easy, even if he does it, he will take off a few layers of skin and even affect his plan, he will seriously think about the issue of cooperation. He will not lose all his strength because of temporary hatred, and thus become the fish of others. You must know that in Jiangnan, there are still several big fish eyeing him!"

"Father's great remarks!" Han Jiang said sincerely.

"You brought Yun Zhao back to the truth. To be honest, I was not unhappy, but after thinking about it, I still didn't agree. Do you know why?"

"I don't know!"

"If I go to Yun Zhao, Yun Zhao may really pay for him with a high position and let me serve him. Maybe after he goes, he will be left alone. He just wants me to leave the Mongolian Yuan and cut off one arm of Da Yuan, but no matter which one, I will not get the respect I want after I go there, because I am alone. This world is cruel. If you don't have the strength, you can only swallow your anger."

"But according to your plan, you still have to join him. Maybe at that time, your grudge against the Northern Army had become deeper. At that time, Yun Zhao could tolerate you. Can those generals and important officials of the Northern Army tolerate you?"

Han Zhong said arrogantly: "Why do I need those people tolerate me? If things are really as I thought, then there were Yaerdan, Mengren Iron Cavalry, and my Sanqianxiangshan Palace soldiers behind me, that would be enough! If Yun Zhao was really a person with a broad mind in the world, wouldn't it be difficult for me? On the contrary, he would be very happy that his subordinates could check and balance each other."

Han Jiang nodded, "Father, I learned a lot today."

When Han Zhong was guiding Han Jiang, in the palace, Yaerdan was also in her study, wearing a knot full of hearts all over the wall, with a smile on her face. After the breakup, she kept Han Zhong and talked for a long time overnight, which made her feel much more at ease.

"Yun Zhao, if I win, you will belong to me. If I lose, then I will belong to you. In short, you will not be able to escape from my palm." She waved her fists at the knots of heart.

On the flat road, more than a hundred cavalry came slowly, leading by one person riding a tall maroon horse. The red cloak was flying high and covered with black veil. It was the White Lotus Saint who was thrilling northwest of Dayue. The Red Witch Red Witch Yan Miaomiao, who had also caused waves in the desert. The one who was by her side was Zhang Lihua from the Fangsi of the North Army. Zhang Lihua originally wanted to sneak into the heart of the Central Plains after the Xiangzhou affairs were finished, but Yao Changkun immediately ordered to leave Zhang Lihua with Hongniang. This time, he accompanied Hongniang to visit Yizhou. Behind Hongniang, a burly general, was carrying an iron-feeded and strong bow, and a scar between his eyebrows was extremely obvious. Judging from his appearance, he knew that he was the top general under Hongniang's command, the three-eyed tiger.

Xiangzhou had calmed down. According to the agreement between Yao Changkun and Cheng Qun, after retaining Xingyi County, the Northern Army and the White Lotus Army withdrew from Xiangzhou, and the White Lotus Army even retreated to Ganzhou in anger and began reorganization. In the battle of Xiangzhou, the White Lotus Army suffered heavy losses. The three main forces of Wanjinji, Sanyan Tiger and Huang Rui were almost completely lost. At present, except for trying to maintain their rule over Ganzhou and Shanzhou, they were unable to do anything more, especially the Three-eyed Tiger. The cavalry department that took several years to establish was completely destroyed, which made the Three-eyed Tiger extremely sad. It was not easy to rebuild a cavalry in Ganzhou and Shanzhou and other places. He had nothing to do and went to Yizhou with Hongniangzi. Anyway, he also wanted to meet Yun Zhao, Yan Xiaoyi and others.

It was early September, and the wheat fields on both sides of the road were like golden waves, rising and falling in the wind, and the heavy wheat ears pressed the orange stem a little bent. Between the farmland, farmers were waving their sickles with smiles, harvesting the hope sown in spring. This year is a bumper year. Everyone's faces were full of smiles.

"Zhang Lihua!" Madam Hong turned her head and looked at the woman beside her.

"What are General Yan's instructions?" Zhang Lihua asked respectfully.

The Hongniang pointed to the people who were working in the farmland, "Aren't your governor leading the army to confront the Mongolian army at Jianguan? Why are they still soldiers working in this field?"

Zhang Lihua glanced at both sides and smiled and said, "General Yan, do you know that in the area under the jurisdiction of our Northern Expedition Army, there are two types of troops. One is the standing army, which is the army that is fighting now, and the other is the reserve service. These people are also given unified military uniforms. Usually, retired disabled soldiers or veterans are led by retired disabled soldiers or veterans to participate in training during the slack farming time. Generally, there will be training for three to five days a month. At that time, they are farmers who have been systematically trained. They are usually not needed until the danger is not in need."

"They also sent weapons?" Sanyanhu looked at a guy in military uniform who was drinking water by the edge of the field. There was a Park knife under his feet, and he couldn't help but say something strange.

"Of course, they all have conventional weapons, big knives, and spears, but they are not equipped with bows and arrows. Archers are generally managed by local governments, and they are distributed over a hundred bows and arrows in each township. Those who can shoot bows and archers are all in the local army." Zhang Lihua explained.

"How many such reserves are there?" asked the Hongniang.

Zhang Lihua was stunned for a moment, "General Yan, I really don't know about this, but now the area under the jurisdiction of our Northern Army is large. There are always hundreds of such people in each village. One village can gather about more than a thousand people. In total, Yizhou, Luzhou, Qinyiliang and Pulong can gather more than tens of thousands of people!"

"Hundreds of thousands?" Hongniang tied the horse. Judging from Zhang Lihua's appearance, this number was probably conservative. In other words, Yun Zhao could mobilize an army with almost the same number of regular troops in his jurisdiction at any time.

"How do these armies be allocated during wartime?"

"Oh, these troops all use one township as one post, ten townships as one battalion, each township has a post commander, and each county has a reserve battalion general. These post commanders are usually local town troops. During wartime, these reserves are summoned and the county can be replaced with equipment, and then they can go to the battlefield." Zhang Lihua smiled and said, "In fact, there are not many places to use them. Now our regular army of the Northern Expedition Army is enough to deal with any war."

The Hongniang was silent.

"Since we can mobilize so many people, why didn't Yun Zhao gather them together and kill Meng Yun? Why are you doing so hard?" Sanyan Hu asked with sweat on his forehead.

Zhang Lihua smiled and said, "Thu Ye, our governor said that when there are too many people, it is not necessary to win the war. For example, my governor seems to have fought a war, and the army has always been less than his opponents. And when everyone is brought to war, there is no one to farm, where does the army's food come from? When everyone goes to war, no one makes money, where does the soldiers' salary come from? The governor is in charge of such a large area, and what he considers is not all about the frontline wars. He also needs to ensure that the people in the jurisdiction live a good life, eat full, wear warm clothes, and live a better life day by day. Otherwise, why do the people follow you to fight? Why do they have to support you? If the people have no food and no clothes to wear, then we are not far from failure."

Listening to Zhang Lihua's words, Hong Madam thought about it. This is probably the reason why Yun Zhao is getting stronger and stronger. His White Lotus Army is just missing these things. After Yun Zhao took Yizhou, he calmed down and developed without trying his best to expand. However, he took too fast, but he lacked foundation in the end. A big defeat would be enough to destroy everything he had.
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