Chapter 39: Training in progress

The sky was slightly bright, and the ministers had gathered outside the Changle Palace, discussing what would happen at today's court meeting, and what suggestions they should put forward.

With the sound of "go to court" from the middle attendant, they all lined up and walked into the hall.

"Your Majesty has arrived!" In the shouts of the Imperial Forest Army outside the hall, Emperor Ling Tianmu was late.

"Your Majesty, please be your Majesty!"

"Excuse me, get up! I'm sure you all know what today's topic is, so I don't have to talk nonsense, come on, proclaim the decree! ”

"No!" Standing beside Ling Tianmu, the Zhongchang attendant read it out: "Your Majesty's edict ordered the original Chang'an to order Hu De to be the Taishou of Yuewang County, and Han Qi, the captain of the Imperial Forest Military Academy, to be the Governor of Yuewang County; ordered Zhang Ji'an, the former Taishou of Yecheng, to be the Taishou of Qike County, and Zhao Ponu, the captain of the Imperial Forest Military Academy, to be the Governor of Qike County; ordered the former Wudu County Taishou Huahe to be the Taishou of Yizhou County, and the Imperial Forest Military Academy Captain Ji moved to the Governor of Yizhou County; Destiny ......"

A long edict covers everything from the appointment of officials in the three counties, the pacification of the people, to the reward of meritorious soldiers, the selection of ministers, and so on.

Listening to this will, some of the ministers below slowly became dissatisfied, why only a small number of the candidates we recommended got some petty officials; How did Emperor Zhao Wutang give a fake Jieyue; Why is there still no reward for the prison army Wu Cheng; How did the land of the three counties be tax-exempt for another three years?

These edicts continue to impact their cognition, and the emperor's edict is not at all like any previous edict!

"Your Majesty, this edict is not the same as yesterday's!" An official stood up with a wat board in hand.

Ling Tianmu glanced at the ministers below with a somewhat smirk, and said, "You guys, don't use such words to trick me. We all know that yesterday was just an edict, and it cannot be regarded as an edict until it is stamped with my seal. And today this is the real edict.

For more than ten years, I know all the doubts in your hearts, so I will explain them to you one by one.

One of these is that I didn't arrange the officials you recommended. In fact, you all know this in your hearts, and I will not tear my face, lest everyone's face be unbearable.

Second, you must be thinking in your hearts that you have already given Zhao Wutang the official position of General Pingxi, why do you want to give him a fake Jieyue. This couldn't be simpler, General Zhao fought for the country and was known for his great merit, and giving him the right to fake the festival was also to praise his merits.

Third, you will definitely wonder why I thought of everyone, but I missed the prison army Wu Cheng, in fact, the reason is very simple, Wu Cheng has worked hard, and I plan to wait for him to return to the dynasty and then give another reward.

This last one, why did I send the crown prince and the imperial historian to go, it's even simpler, I don't want the rebellion to just be put down, and there will be waves again, do you hear clearly? ”

The last sentence Ling Tianmu said very loudly, and the ministers also heard the emperor's voice: You give me a little peace and don't make any more trouble. If something happens again, I'm welcome.

After understanding what the emperor meant, the minister also walked back in a gloomy manner, and the other ministers did not say anything more.

Prince Ling Luotian looked coldly at this ordinary quail-like minister, although they were very obedient now, but secretly they didn't know what the hell they were thinking.

Glancing at his father who was sitting on the dragon chair with a radiant expression, Ling Luotian suddenly felt that he didn't recognize him as his father. In his impression, Ling Luotian has never been so arbitrary as today.

"The crown prince, the imperial doctor, led by the two of you, with the assistance of the prime minister and the imperial lieutenant, converge with the division to prepare to pacify the relevant matters in the southwest. Two days later, I will see you off in person. ”

"No!" The ministers below replied in unison.

"Retreat!" With that, Ling Tianmu walked down and walked out of the main hall first.

Seeing that the emperor had left first, the ministers shook their heads helplessly and retreated one after another. This morning, the opening was fast, and the dispersion was fast, and the emperor did not give them a chance to speak, and he had already decided everything.

Two days later, the pacification team led by the crown prince Ling Luotian and the imperial historian Luo Qi, totaling more than 5,000 people, set off to the southwest under the gaze of Emperor Ling Tianmu.

On the top of the city tower, Ling Tianmu looked at this huge long dragon, and couldn't help but secretly feel happy in his heart, the war in Hanzhong was gone, the war in the southwest was calmed down, and the dynasty was gradually stabilized. He, the emperor, can finally go now.

Coincidentally, at the same time as the pacification team set off, the gift-giving procession of more than 100 people from Zhuti County Taishou Lu Mao also began to set off to Chengdu.

At this time, Mo Feng didn't know that the empire had sent a huge pacification team, and he was now watching Tian Sui Tho and Gao Shun lead the forward battalion to carry out the first day of new training.

Recalling the new training plan he had made with several famous players two days ago, Mo Feng couldn't help but feel crazy about them. It's just that after listening to Mo Feng's rough explanation, and then familiarizing themselves with the bamboo slips, Tian Sui Tho and Gao Shun stubbornly ate all the contents of the first part of his bamboo slips, and combined with the current actual situation, they formulated a set of effective training plans.

And the other people immediately implemented the plan they formulated, and this is what Mo Feng saw.

Although the forward battalion has not yet been completely established, just with the current more than 100 people, Mo Feng also sees hope, and sees the hope of fighting with the orcs and Xianbei Hu in the future.

In the cold weapon war in the feudal period, as long as the loss of the ordinary army exceeded 10%, it would inevitably collapse, and the slightly more elite army would also be defeated if the loss exceeded 30%.

Not to mention the army of the Celestial Star Empire before, due to the Emperor of the Apocalypse Ling Tianmu who had long emphasized literature and neglected military affairs, which led to the complete rout of the imperial army after the Battle of Montenegro.

It wasn't until they retreated to Yizhou that the generals led by Bai Wuye rectified the defeated army and reorganized the imperial army. But despite this, the morale and combat effectiveness of the army are still not high, which Mo Feng has already seen from the Lushui battlefield. Not any army can be as lucky as the Shengjie Army, and can be personally trained by Bai Wuye.

This is also the training method that Mo Feng integrated into later generations, improving the morale and combat effectiveness of the troops, making them an elite division that can fight well. At the same time, he also has a trace of selfishness, because this training method is, after all, the summary of decades of experience in that army.

Think back then, that army came out of the mountains, whether it was really dealing with civil strife or resisting foreign enemies; Whether the enemy is outnumbered or in a dangerous situation surrounded by many people, he has never given up or surrendered. In their dictionary, some only have the courage to move forward, and some are just narrow roads to meet the brave wins.

Even in the face of the most powerful army in the world at the time, they never flinched even a single step, and still beat the enemy army back.

This forward battalion that is being trained is Mo Feng's hope, the fire in Mo Feng's heart, and the sharpest weapon he relies on to realize his great ideals.

He is now a famous player, although most of them are still just emerging; There are counselors, although one is still recuperating from his wounds; There was an army, although he was able to directly command only two or three hundred people. But for now, it's the best-case scenario, and there's no reason why he shouldn't be satisfied.

"Hey, this is the training method you came up with, my lord! It looks so raw! Mo Feng didn't have to think about this voice, and he knew that it was the "prodigal son" Guo Jia who came.

"Fengxiao, you seem to see what the door is coming!"

Guo Jia walked to Mo Fengsheng's side, put away his cynical face, and said, "Although it is still just a prototype, Feng Xiao can still see it." The advantage of this new training method is that the soldiers are unified in pace and discipline. Over time, when this army is completed, coupled with the sophisticated weapons and formations written in the main prince's bamboo slips, it will definitely be a brave and good elite in the world. ”

is worthy of the ghost genius Guo Fengxiao, not only good at strategy, but also proficient in military strategy! If it weren't for this school field, "my henchman, my brainstorm" would have shouted out of Mo Feng's mouth a long time ago.

Even so, Mo Feng couldn't help but turn sideways and wanted to praise him a few words, but when he saw Guo Jia's current appearance, he couldn't help laughing.

"Hahahaha...... Hahahaha, Feng Xiao, why are you like this! Mo Feng endured, endured, trying not to let himself laugh, but he still couldn't help it.

"What does it look like?" Guo Jia didn't understand what Mo Feng was talking about.

"Disheveled, the crown on his head is on his side. Look at your hair, like a bird's nest! Hahahaha, how did you get this look? Mo Feng couldn't help but laugh again.

"Is there one?" Guo Jia looked at it, only to realize that he was really as Mo Feng said, and immediately tidied up his appearance, and said disapprerovitically: "Lord, you care too much about appearance, this is just the appearance." Look at Jia, although this is the appearance, but the most useful thing about Jia is this brain! ”

Listening to Guo Jia's nonsense, and watching Guo Jia tidy up his clothes and appearance in a panic, Mo Feng suspected that he was either in a bad brain or raped. The remarks just now are obviously not something that a person with a bad brain can say, so there is only one possibility, he was raped.

"Bonghyo, you were raped?" Mo Feng asked tentatively.

"My lord, what is rape?"

"Rape, it's nice, it's that you were stabbed in a chrysanthemum; In layman's terms, you were stabbed by someone. ”

Guo Jia was stunned for a moment, and looked at Mo Feng in surprise, his incredible eyes seemed to be saying if your brain was broken, and he said casually: "Lord, was your brain kicked by a donkey!" ”。

Mo Feng looked at Guo Jia's gaze and slightly reddened face, and listened to his sharp counterattack, only then did he confirm that he was not raped.

"So what the hell is wrong with you?"

"Well...... Guo Jia said a few words in a hurry, and then didn't continue.

When Mo Feng was about to get to the bottom of the matter, a voice came from a distance: "Where is the thief, where is the thief?" ”