Dali produces horses, but they are not strong enough, and the horse armor is much worse than the Tartars in the north.

Half of the combat power of the heavy cavalry fighting in the north is on the war horse, and these majestic dragon horses, with heavy armor and long strength, can repeatedly rush into battle and fight.

The horses used by the Jin State to grow in extremely cold places were extremely valuable tributes when the Liao people were at their peak, and the current ones will no longer pay tribute to the Khitans.

The Liao State is the country of iron, and the level of making armor and blades is at least not much worse than that of the Great Song Dynasty, and the Jurchens are also good at striking iron.

All this, Tubo and Dali did not have, and there has never been a powerful barbarian invasion from the south in history, most of which is also related to this.

Yang Lin inspected the army that was being drilled, and by the way, he inspected the grain and grass baggage.

The so-called soldiers and horses have not moved, grain and grass go first, and there is an old saying that workers must first sharpen their tools if they want to do a good job, and the war is about to break out, so as to take a look at their own family background, so as to know in their hearts.

There was no look in his eyes, and the surrounding generals followed closely behind him, without saying a word.

In the distance, on the school field, a team of newly recruited Wu barbarian soldiers was practicing archery, and the surrounding Great Song Forbidden Army was laughing.

The barbarian's face was red and mixed, obviously embarrassed to the extreme, Yang Lin slowly moved his steps and came up.

The soldiers of the forbidden army, when they saw that the commanders had arrived, stood up and straightened their waists, and the smiles on their faces were all put away.

Several barbarian soldiers hung their heads and didn't know what they were talking about with the bow in their hands, when suddenly a slightly stronger scar-faced young man stretched out his hand and pulled the horn bow and broke it in two.

Yang Lin sighed in his heart, what kind of innate divine power is this, is the barbarian so strong? It doesn't make sense, isn't it beaten by Song Jiang and run everywhere.

Fang Qifo was ordered to train these barbarian soldiers, as a reserve army, and follow behind the large army, training in battle.

With a helpless look on his face, he took a bow from the shelf, handed it to Yang Lin and said, "Shaozai, how can these blades fight..."

Yang Lin pressed both sides, and as soon as he used force, the bow body immediately broke.

Stunned for a moment, Yang Lin was furious, threw the broken bow in his hand, and scolded: "Thief bird, which bird feather is this?" ”

Fang Qifo picked up the shield and poked it lightly with his fingers, it was a hole.

The surrounding air froze, and a gust of wind blew, bringing the unique fragrance of spring flowers in Dali, Yang Lin came to his senses and scolded: "Who did it!" ”

"Back to Shaozai, Wang Huang..."

Yang Lin sneered and scolded: "Wang Hao is shoddy and seeks money, can he do it alone?" There must be a complete chain of corruption, at least he will not do these defective products himself. Dig it out for me, dig out the profiteers and thieves, and clean up the inside, and it's not too late for us to go on the expedition. ”

A long spear, standing in front of the weapons cabinet, the head of the spear shining in the sun.

Yang Lin kicked hard, and sure enough, the spear broke.

Behind him, many generals were all worried, and the battalion was full of equipment, only those who were brought from Jiangnan to conquer Dali at the beginning, and some were qualified.

Even these were sold by Wang Hao, and it was not easy for him to contact the buyer in a short period of time.

As for the grain and grass in the treasury, it was filled with moldy rice, and some wood chips were filled in it. The money and food allocated by the imperial court went into his own pocket, but he let his minions force the magistrate to collect military taxes locally, which made people angry.

Wang Hao had heard about these things a long time ago, and he personally tested them, only to know that it was really a good way to make a fortune, and even felt that it was too light to blackmail those generals before.

Yang Lin left the school field with his hands behind his back and returned to the small courtyard, and his anger did not subside.

At this time, Uncle Zhang walked to the door to ask for a meeting, and Yang Lin waved his hand and motioned for him to come in.

"Shaozai, are you still angry about what you just did?"

Yang Lin looked at him and said angrily, "Isn't it obvious enough?" ”

Uncle Zhang smiled and said: "There are many jungle trees in Dali, and there is no shortage of ripe cowhides for beasts, and there is a shortage of iron to make blades, so we can set up a few ordnance workshops near Yangyi City, recruit local Yi people to produce, and then transport them to the front line."

Yangyi Bacheng and Tubo are adjacent to each other, and the road is gentle, and it is very convenient to transport along both sides of the Nu River. ”

Yang Lin snorted coldly and said, "If I don't dig out this group of moths, I will be angry in my heart." ”

Wang Hao fell, after all, he would be in charge of the army for half a year, and I was afraid that one month would be enough for him to make waves in the army and cultivate a group of moths. Wang Hao has no other skills, forming gangs, dragging people into the water, and making a fortune together, I believe he is still very proficient.

"The big war is coming, and if it is too widely implicated, I am afraid it will affect morale." Although Zhang Shuye was almost killed by these people, he still didn't want to purge the army with great fanfare, after all, it was Wang Huang's most corrupted Jingying Forbidden Army.

Yang Lin was silent, his mind was spinning rapidly, and finally he said categorically: "Only by clearing the poison in the army can we fight." ”

Zhang Shuye didn't know why Shaozai was so persistent, you must know that the source of soldiers in the Great Song Dynasty was originally a mess, and there were many idlers and bandits in the market, which were full of them.

Good men are ashamed to be soldiers, and there is a king in the army, and it is normal to be taken badly. Now that the war is imminent, why do we have to pursue it to the end?

What Yang Lin thinks in his heart is more long-term than him, since the Song Dynasty, the Han family's armed forces and blood inherited from ancient times have been destroyed and their vitality has withered.

Before the Song Dynasty, they would be enemies of each other, and they would be equal to each other, and if they went out, they would enter each other. The status of the warriors has never been so low, and in the five generations, the etiquette and music collapsed, the system was degraded, and the generals were too self-reliant.

Over the past hundred years, the Great Song Dynasty has used literature to control the military, suppressing the blood and spirit of the soldiers. At the beginning of the founding of the country, there were still hundreds of thousands of elite forbidden troops, who could break the Northern Han Dynasty, attack the Liao State, and fight a bloody battle under Yanjing City, but finally fell short for various reasons.

The next step is the continuous decline of the status of the warriors and the continuous collapse of the army. There have even been cases where a gangster in the city was able to bully and coerce the military generals of the border towns in the name of the Chinese courtiers, and almost made a big joke.

Because of this, most of the martial artists are willing to degenerate, and they have no sense of honor, and they all look down on themselves and feel inferior, so they are more likely to be willing to degenerate.

Even if this world is as prosperous and rich as the Great Song Dynasty, there is no pure Han border army that can go into battle, can rush into battle, can fight to the death among thousands of armies, and can be the enemy alone without a little bit of defense, what is the use, after all, it is just a prey to the iron cavalry of the alien race?

There is no righteousness in the army, and the emotions that have been cut are overflowing, and no matter what time it is, it is a group of splatters who can't get on the stage, and thieves match the army.

"Cleaning up the barracks is the greatest respect for the soldiers." Yang Lin said in a condensed voice.

Uncle Zhang realized something at night, lowered his head and pondered.

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