An unexpected censorship in the barracks came quickly, and it was not difficult to follow the vine.

This is all because Wang Hao acted arrogantly, and he had no intention of hiding it at all, these people have long been unscrupulous in making money, relying on the emperor's favor, it can be said that they are wantonly accumulating wealth.

Soon, confessions were placed in front of Yang Lin's desk, and as expected, the Beijing Camp Forbidden Army was completely corrupted.

Yang Lin shook his head with a wry smile, when he was in the southern expedition to Fangla, he cut down four children of the family, and the military discipline was one of the positive.

It's a pity that it's not easy to learn well, and as soon as you learn badly, Wang Hao is like a cancer, and within half a year of coming here, he tosses a miasma.

Yang Lin examined them one by one, hoping to find a few wronged, but each one was conclusive.

These people followed him, requisitioned Fang La, and then braved the miasma to come to Dali to open up the vast territory of Yunnan and Guizhou.

It's a pity, the wealth is moving, they followed Wang Huang to go against the grain, equipping the whole army with blades and armor as soft as cotton wool, and going to fight with the Tubo people, if not Fang Qifo, a seemingly honest, but actually treacherous subordinate, cleverly told himself, I don't know how many soldiers and horses you want to kill in vain.

A sound of footsteps came from the courtyard, and Liu Zhongwu, the deputy envoy of the forbidden army, stepped in, hugged his fists and said, "Shaozai." ”

Yang Lin glanced up at him, this person, as a deputy general, did not follow Wang Huang to fool around, it was really not easy.

"Lao Liu, sit, how is the equipment transferred from the Dali Arsenal, and what's the matter at such a late hour?"

Liu Zhongwu is a disciple of the forbidden army general, and he is the deputy envoy of Xuanfu, but his rank is not low.

He smiled bitterly and said: "Shaozai, we will go on an expedition soon, and Shaozai also knows that the official family has been angry about this battle once, and our entire division of the Southern Front Army can't afford to lose the second battle."

Shaozai is now cleaning up the poison left by Wang Huang in the army, and the last general will raise his hands in favor, but you can see if you can open up the net and allow them to make meritorious contributions, and wait until the battle is over to liquidate.

Don't hide it from Shaozai, the last general has heard a lot of their bastard things, if they are all dealt with, who will lead the troops..."

Yang Lin also struggled a little in his heart, he did have to take some risks if he lost these generals before the war.

After twisting his eyebrows and thinking about it, Yang Lin still said in a deep voice: "If you can't survive in the army, you will always be a rabble, how can you win." ”

Liu Zhongwu was in a hurry, stood up, and before he could speak, Yang Lin said in advance: "I have made up my mind about this matter, and there is no need to say more." ”

Walking out of Yang Lin's courtyard, Liu Zhongwu stomped his feet and lamented: "These birdmen, why do you want to follow Wang Huanghu and ask a certain family how to protect you." ”

The next morning, the sun was shining, and the birds and flowers of spring did not match the barracks very well, and the war drums beat all the generals together.

In the Song army on the southern front, a total of 16 commanders were withdrawn and demoted to small soldiers. Five people of a bad nature were beheaded, and more than a dozen people were arrested and imprisoned, and the army was shocked.

Yang Lin stood on Dianjiang Taishan and said loudly: "These bastards are going down, and they are bound to promote a batch, and they will all fight hard and give their wives and grandmothers a fight." The eldest husband was born in heaven and earth, how can he do nothing for a lifetime, this is the best opportunity, I hope you will strive for it. ”

The generals below now looked at Yang Lin, and there was a trace of awe in their eyes.

It's not because he disposed of the generals who were greedy for ink, but because Yang Shaozai fished out Uncle Zhang, who had been dead for a month, from the underworld, and the matter was rumored.

It is said that Shaozai is the star of Wenqu, the last champion, and the figure at the top of Taoism, but now it seems that it is not a lie.

As soon as he finished speaking, a burst of enthusiastic cheers broke out below, startling Yang Lin himself.

dealt with his subordinates, he was in a low mood, and he didn't say anything cruel at all, why did he respond so enthusiastically?

Yang Lin couldn't figure it out himself, so he left Dianjiangtai with his hands behind his back, and prepared to officially set off with trepidation.

He already knows the Tibetan tribes along the way, and if there is no accident, there will be at least dozens of Tibetan tribes to vote.

Wang Huang came to a shocking performance, so that the Tubo people watched again, the Song people were so weak, why not invade the idea of Dali, there is no shortage of markets among the Tubo lords.

After a simple mobilization, Yang Lin sent a scout of several thousand people, divided into hundreds of squads, to explore the way to the vast and sparsely populated Tubo.

The army marched all the way along the Nu River, but because there were many fewer generals, they simply formed a large army, set up a long snake formation, and moved forward along the river.

The bones along the way, the rotting corpses, are all the robes of the past.

While marching, the people gathered the bones and buried them on the spot, or some tokens recognized them as former brothers, and put away the bones and took them with them, ready to take them back to their hometowns.

The water potential of the Nu River is no longer the same as the last time it went out.

The water is turbulent and the river channel is wide, and it is difficult to survive if you accidentally fall down. The road on both sides is narrow and difficult to navigate, and the trees are thick.

Coming to the old place again, there was a lament in the army, the last fiasco was vivid, and Yang Lin did not change the marching road.

The last time the palace chose this place, it was a huge mistake, so that the Tubo people in the land of salt wells chose to fight with the Song people in order to keep this salt well.

But this time, the Song army must choose to go here, defeat, tear apart, and completely conquer the Tubo people who defeated them last time, so as to reverse the weak image of the Song people.

In the final analysis, the conquest of Tibet relied on their century-old civil war, and the people's hearts were eager to attach the Great Song Dynasty to end this cruel dispute.

It is necessary to put on a strong enough posture so that these people can be relieved to submit, and after submission, they will be obedient and obedient, and do not have thoughts that they should not have.

This point, the Song army on the northern line carried out very thoroughly, Han Shizhong, Wang Yu and others, from the foot of Jishi Mountain, almost everywhere they went.

The Tibetan lords, nobles, and monks were all strong, and they all sent people and horses to search for the traces of Han Shizhong's army everywhere, and sent gold and silver goods in advance, so as not to be treated when the time comes.

The elite soldiers of the northern front are strong, the war horses are like clouds, the 100,000 Qin, Long, and Han troops, and there are Qiang soldiers, Kelie soldiers, and Uighur soldiers... There are also dozens of Tibetan troops and 100,000 horses waiting for the call.

Han Shizhong was proud of the spring breeze, all the way south, singing and surging to destroy the withering and decaying. What's even more excessive is that the Tibetan tribes on the northern route are all small branches and leaves compared to the southern route.

You must know that the Tubo Dynasty is the center of Tubo from the Luo City, radiating to the surrounding cities, and the strongest tribes and temples are all concentrated here.

If it weren't for the fact that Tibet was too big and the distance between the north and the south was far away, the existence of this army on the southern front would not be necessary.

In this kind of sighing march, the Song army on the southern front, led by Yang Lin, which lacked major generals, finally reached the territory of the Tibetan monks and nuns.

The rushing water of the Nu River, with a deafening sound, echoed over the empty plateau.

After Yang Lin looked around, he waved his hand and signaled his soldiers to give the order to stop the march and set up camp here.

A fierce battle is about to break out.

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