Today, the sky over Jeju Island is very cloudy, the temperature has dropped a lot, and the cold wind is swishing like a small blade cutting people.

At this time, winter and spring are changing, spring is getting deeper, here on the island is neither the time of snow nor the time of rain, the thunder in the sky is only the dry thunder of spring, and no rain falls, but the sky is getting more and more overcast, and the thunder and lightning seem to collapse and tear the dark sky.

The power of heaven and earth cannot be countered by man.

The sound of thunder and the hideous lightning seemed to tear people's hearts at once.

This kind of scene and momentum, even the fierce and courageous soldiers of the Northern Army couldn't help but feel a little frightened, and their restlessness naturally aroused their full of anger.

In this terrifying atmosphere, all the officers of the Northern Army, down to the second lieutenant of the company platoon, up to the adjutant general of the first battalion, a total of more than 1,000 people, all hurried from the camps to attend the military meeting early on horseback and against the cold wind.

It was the first time for the middle- and lower-ranking officers to participate in such a high-level meeting, and the senior officers knew that Prince Puji would set a strategy to destroy Goryeo today, and the great war would follow, so everyone in the officers was in high spirits, and the iron-blooded spirit on their bodies was even stronger.

On the way to the horse, some people were excitedly wondering what such a high-level meeting would be like.

Some people want to hear the name of Prince Puji early, it is said that this prince is a god in the mortal world, brave and incomparable, incomparably intelligent, far-sighted, able to predict the future, and the first in the world in terms of culture and martial arts, but unfortunately in the Northern Army for so long, he only heard his name, did not see his person, and I don't know if it is the old man of the legion who is bragging for the master, I can finally see it today, I am looking forward to it, I don't know what kind of decision the magical prince will make?

Some people are even thinking that the Battle of Goryeo involves the rise and fall of the Northern Army and the realization of the great cause of the empire, and it is impossible to take it too seriously. At today's meeting, the Prince must have brainstormed and let everyone speak enthusiastically, he listened to the views of all sides, and finally summarized the decision. I need to seize this opportunity to actively participate in the teamwork, clear my mind, show my attitude, show my good ideas, and prove my ability......

In short, the low-level officers feel that such a lofty matter as making suggestions and suggestions is not for small people of our level to participate in the speech, and we are attending the meeting to get to know the Amazing Prince to see the excitement, and how to make decisions has nothing to do with me, it is the leader's business. When the time comes, I will only firmly support the opinions of the commander-in-chief of the battalion, do a good job of support, and must not let other battalions look down on me.

This mentality is also mostly felt by mid-level officers.

It's just that there are some people who want to show what they have learned and contribute their wisdom to show their faces, at least to let the prince know that there is such a person as me.

Lao Tzu has undergone rigorous training at the Military Academy of the Imperial Headquarters, and has undergone repeated training at the Military Academy on the island, and has participated in many battles of various countries, large and small, with theoretical and practical experience, compared to personal martial arts, I am only afraid that I am not as good as the main generals and deputy generals, but compared to the brain and military literacy, on command, Lao Tzu may not be worse than the leader, at this time do not show no fight for the head of the when?

Senior officers, especially those of both conservative and radical groups, were ready to further elaborate their ideas at the meeting and win the Prince's approval.

This is not only for the sake of the country and the overall situation, but also for oneself.

Since ancient times, there is no first, and there is no second in martial arts.

How could Lao Tzu be suppressed and looked down upon by his debate opponents, and he lost his prestige, and he was half a head short of him from then on.

The military is the most righteous and united of all groups, but iron-blooded life inevitably leads to competitiveness and fierce internal competition.

The barracks of all sides were far and close to the auditorium, and the meeting did not start until nine o'clock, but they all came early, and each found his own commander to listen to the command, and many of them, under the leadership of the commander, gathered together with the officers of other battalions with similar opinions, and prepared to have a good debate at the meeting at that time, so as to prove that they were male and female.

In an ordinary room far away from the auditorium, Zhao Yue stood quietly in front of the window and watched the groups of officers gathered at the door of the auditorium.

The officers' outfit is very interesting.

Everyone carried a sword with him. But one group of people uniformly wore wartime armor and a military coat. One group of people only wore the regular uniform of the army, and the military uniform of the judicial officer was similar to the black uniform of the German SS in World War II, which was dignified and solemn; The Army is dark green; The navy is navy blue or white, and the logistics are turquoise, all of which are neatly uniformed, obviously the same uniform that they are usually reluctant to wear.

Both groups of people are combat boots, whether new or old, are wiped as clean as possible, and people look clean and neat.

The other group of people wore the usual training uniforms - camouflage uniforms, many of them were bare-headed, their combat boots were not so clean, and those with beards were not carefully organized, which looked more relaxed and casual than the other two groups.

The least group of people is the medical officer, both male and female, dressed in a variety of regular uniforms. The female general Su Jinniang is still a favorite red, beautiful and sassy and heroic, at this time she whispered to the older female military doctor next to her, which is more calm and mature than Zhao Yue saw at the beginning, and is especially conspicuous in the crowd.

The crowd in regular clothes gave Zhao Yue the illusion of returning to the afterlife.

Those who wear armor must be radicals who go out to fight for pleasure.

Formal wear should be a steady conservative.

This kind of person who dresses casually is not considered a military doctor, but a great monk who looks different and particularly conspicuous in the middle and only wears a gray monk's robe, is naturally a centrist who waits for orders. Park Tiandiao Li Ying, who was in charge of logistics, and Li Jun, commander of the main island's navy, were also among them.

Zhao Yue stared expressionlessly at the officers gathered at the door of the auditorium, or talking to each other, or shouting or silent. He couldn't hear what the officers were saying, but his sharp eyes could see the subtle expressions and demeanor of the officers.

Du Bao, commander-in-chief of the Northern Army, and Xiao Jiasui, chief of the general staff, stood in front of the window with Zhao Yue on left and right, both silent.

They didn't have Zhao Yue's strong eyesight, they were far away, and they couldn't see the faces of the officers clearly, but they could also roughly see the scene of the chaos at the entrance of the auditorium not like a regular army but like a bandit, and they knew what was going on in their hearts, and they also guessed some of Zhao Yue's thoughts, but they didn't show any anxiety and impatience, they all looked calm and their eyes were peaceful.

They still have confidence in the results of administering the army and training the army.

The chief of justice of the Northern Army, several deputy chiefs, and the senior staff officers of the headquarters were not far behind Zhao Yue, and they were also watching in the direction of the auditorium, but they were all standing straight with nervous expressions on their faces. Zhao Yue stared out motionlessly. They stood solemnly, and they did not dare to come out.

It was past eight o'clock in the morning, and the officers of the battalions had arrived early.

It may be that the weather is cold, and standing outside is like a knife blowing in the wind is too sinful. Lu Zhishen touched his bald head, said a few words to Li Ying and Li Jun, and then took the lead in striding into the auditorium with his monk's robe. Other officers in this category followed. Then there were the medics.

A moment later, the two types of officers who were arguing also entered the auditorium led by the radical Yang Zhi and the conservative Luan Tingyu, but in an instant, they automatically lined up in a row according to the battalions of their respective arms, and became orderly, completely different from the previous chaotic bombardment and fierce hostility.

When Zhao Yue saw this, his eyes flashed, he recycled his gaze, turned around and greeted Du Yan and Xiao Jiasui with a smile: "Senior brother, big official, it's still early, let's sit here." ”

Du Xiao and the others nodded with a smile, guessing that Zhao Yue had a backhand and wanted to watch the back play, but they were only slightly worried that his subordinates would be unbearable, and they were not panicked.

Zhao Yue smiled and beckoned the others: "Don't detain everyone, please take a seat." ”

The chief justice of the Northern Army, who has great power, is the child of an ordinary old family in Zhao Zhuang, and is the first batch of legal elites trained and selected by Zhao Zhuang.

Don't look at him in his thirties, his work and ability have won the recognition and trust of the former owner and the current king Zhao Dayou, and he grew up almost with the eldest prince Zhao Gonglian, has a deep relationship, and has a deep foundation in the new empire, but he still respects and fears Zhao Yue from the bottom of his heart.

Only these old households, who have personally experienced and witnessed the great changes in Zhao Zhuang, can truly understand the magic of the second young master.

Zhao Zhuang has a brilliant son, but if there is no second young master, even if he is rich and noble, it is just a common family that lives to pinch people's hands and rise and fall with the waves in the Great Song Dynasty.

Zhao Yue is accustomed to talking about human rights and equality of later generations, to this era of strict classes and hierarchies, still accustomed to the equality mentality of the world, since he was a child, usually has no frame to people, to everyone is very casual and friendly.

But Zhao Zhuang people somehow are close to this second master and very afraid of it. This mentality is contradictory. And many of the senior staff officers here are also old Zhao Zhuang heroes cultivated by Cangzhao, and it is inevitable to be nervous at this moment.

The quality of the Northern Army is closely related to the management of the army by the commander-in-chief and the chief of staff, and it is also closely related to the chief of justice in the army, who is in charge of military discipline.

After receiving the order to hold a meeting yesterday, the chief justice guessed that Zhao Yue might have the intention of inspecting the quality of the Northern Army at the right time, and he was vaguely worried that something would leak today, but he did not dare to privately order the judicial officials under his command to remind the officers of the various battalions under his supervision to pay special attention to military discipline when they came to the meeting.

He deliberately noticed that Du Bai and Xiao Jiasui did not intervene in private, and let it be natural, obviously wanting Zhao Yue to see the real side, or maybe he also wanted to test the effectiveness of his hard work in governing the army in the past few years, and find out the problems as soon as possible to make up for and correct them.

This is the embodiment of Zhao Yue's repeated advocacy of 'seeking truth from facts, continuous progress and improvement'.

The chief justice speculated in his heart: The character of Du and Xiao is disdainful of deceiving and fooling their superiors. For Zhao Yue, who has an extraordinary relationship and mutual understanding and trust, they don't need to hide their mistakes and shortcomings. Maybe deep down I don't dare to play tricks.

There are many eyeliners in the army. I can't hide something. The magical second young master is not even able to fool around.

At this time, seeing that Zhao Yue was not disappointed or angry, the judicial officials and staff officers, including him, were secretly relieved.

Zhao Yue didn't mention the army and the war at all, and sat around with everyone to drink tea slowly and talk about some interesting things about life.

It wasn't until it was almost nine o'clock that Zhao Yue got up and beckoned to the meeting.

Everyone rode horses, and soon arrived at the Great Hall, where they heard a loud noise from afar.

Thousands of people are crowded here, and even if the laughter and discussion are quiet, the sound will be huge. What's more, the military man is already bold and loud.

The guards guarding the gate didn't know Zhao Yue, but when they saw the commander-in-chief and the chief of the general staff accompanied, the guard officer on duty immediately shouted: "Your Highness has arrived." Salute. ”

The shouting came into the auditorium, and the chaos inside disappeared in an instant, but after a while, it was a chaotic bang, but the sound was much quieter.

Du Yan and Xiao Jiasui frowned slightly.

The Attorney General and his subordinates blackened their faces. The senior staff officers also had ugly faces.

Zhao Yue was expressionless again.

The guards pushed open the door of the auditorium, and Zhao Yue entered slowly.

The chaos disappeared again in an instant.

Thousands of officers unanimously pulled up and turned their heads to look at the door to pay attention, all of them looked solemn, but their eyes were varied, some were in awe, some were close to joy, some were curious, and some saw that Zhao Yue was just a teenager, his eyes showed doubt, carelessness, and even disdain......

Zhao Yue didn't look at anyone, and accompanied by Du and Xiao, he walked straight through the middle passage to a platform similar to the one where the spokesmen of later generations stood at press conferences.

The special iron-soled boots he wore stepped on the concrete floor step by step, not in a hurry, the voice was very soft, the auditorium became quieter and quieter, the needle could be heard, and the sound of iron shoes stepping on the ground became clearer and louder.

Standing alone on the stage, standing behind the tall but cramped and isolated lectern, Zhao Yue stretched out his fingers expressionlessly and tapped on the microphone to test the electronic sound, and then glanced up at the rows of fluorescent lamps on the ceiling, and then turned his gaze to the dark crowd below.

Du Yan saw that Zhao Yue's attention turned to the audience, and then he shouted in a loud voice unique to a trained soldier: "All of them are here, salute our Royal Highness Prince Puji." ”

The roar resounded throughout the auditorium.

The officers and soldiers looked at Zhao Yue in response, and no matter what they thought, they saluted neatly and forcefully.

Zhao Yue straightened his waist, returned the salute, and then made a downward motion with both hands, and said lightly through the microphone: "Please sit down." ”

Du Yan yelled: "The ceremony is over." ”

Thousands of officers put down their hands and sat down relatively neatly, all continuing to look at the stage, wanting to see what Zhao Yue would do next.

Zhao Yue didn't seem to have the meaning to speak, and stood there.

It's cold.

Could this legendary prince have stage fright in front of such a big field? So nervous that you forgot what to say?

The officers who didn't know each other before and hadn't come into contact with Zhao Yue speculated one after another, and couldn't help but start talking to each other.

There was another buzz in the auditorium.

Of course, Zhao Yue was not nervous, and he didn't care about the cold field.

This is not the kind of press conference or program in later generations, even if it is, Zhao Yue still doesn't care.

He was silent, expressionless and continued to scan the audience, seeing the interesting layout, the corners of his mouth slowly hooked, and his eyes playful. (To be continued.) )