Separated by a heavy bamboo curtain,

The wheels ran over the stone slabs, and there was the sound of wheels and wheels. The sound of horses' hooves clattered and became more crisp.

The breeze blew into the room, and the starry lights shone faintly through the bamboo curtains.

Sitting by the window, reminiscing about the faint bitterness of the cold soup, the beauty spread out a picture scroll in front of the table,

It's a summer night in Kyoshi.

When you close your eyes, everything is so clear.

When he opened his eyes, in front of Huang Sheng was yellow rice covered with cured meat, tea soup brewed with only a little bit of minced left, applications for supplies, a military camp full of the smell of sweat, and the heads he had just seen were being moved out of his tent. In the tent, in addition to the smell of sweat on the feet, there was a bloody rancid smell again.

The Gao family, the Duan family. Then there is the Duan family, the Gao family. There is also the Yang family.

The heads of the Dali generals have been placed in front of Huang Shang. The head of the ordinary soldier is not yet qualified to enter the big tent of the deputy head of the camp and the transport envoy of the army.

It has been several years since he left Beijing, and he still returned to the capital a few times in the middle, but every time, Huang Sheng came in a hurry and left in a hurry, and his mind was all on the southwest development. Only in this way can he not think about the fiasco in the system.

Until today, the army has entered the territory of Dali, several engagements, the enemy army is fleeing in embarrassment, the success is imminent, Huang Shang found that he has been more and more nostalgic for everything in the Beijing Division. Returning triumphantly, the shame of the old year can finally be washed away.

But the bloody rancid stench in the tent has not been washed away.

'You should have brought some more salt from Fushun Prison.' Huang Shang thought, with a hint of disgust, pushed away the yellow rice in front of him, the cured meat on the rice, and couldn't help but remind him of the loot that he had just moved out.

He had heard that the thousands of heads that had been brought back to the rear had begun to decay because of poor preservation. When the imperial court sends someone to inspect it, at least one percent of the heads will become impossible to confirm because of rot and damage.

Although the generals captured the flag, attacked the city, intercepted the enemy army, and learned a powerful lesson, in the Great Song army, there were many ways to calculate the merits, but only the land and the capture were undoubtedly merits, especially in the 'loss of people in the land, the loss of people and land; After the four slogans of "save people and lose land, everyone and land are gained" were spread, the first-level merit became more and more valued.

Even if the land is developed, as long as the people under its jurisdiction are still barbarians, then this land cannot be regarded as the Great Song Dynasty, if the people who cultivate and reproduce here are Han'er, then this is the territory of the Great Song Dynasty.

The key to everything is people, and the number of heads symbolizes the results of the war.

As soon as he thought of it, Huang Sheng immediately picked up the pen and wrote down a warrant, asking Fu Shunjian to send an additional thirty camels of salt every day. Not only can it better preserve the spoils of war, but also as a reward, to obey the order, participate in the war in the southwest, deep in the mountains, salt is money, can be exchanged for anything you want to exchange, including loyalty, including human life.

Seeing that Huang Sheng didn't belong, and watching Huang Sheng put pen to the sky and sighed after writing the warrant, Zhao Long frowned.

In his feeling, Huang Shang, who was also a close confidant of Han Gang, had nothing to say when he started to do things, but from time to time he was a little nervous, either for the sake of composing poems, or something that made him feel something, and today's situation seems to be particularly serious. He has been in the tent for a while, and Huang Sheng doesn't seem to have found himself yet.

Kumamoto has suffered a little cold recently, and Huang Shang is in charge of all the official affairs in the southwest camp, but Huang Shang's appearance makes Zhao Long's heart rise.

Poor and sour, this is what it looks like, Zhao Long saw a few scholars in the township back then, and there are a few of them who look like they are chattering, and they always have words in their mouths, or they sigh to the sky, saying that they are brewing emotions, but they can't hold back a poem for a long time, let alone an article.

Fortunately, Huang Sheng soon came to his senses, saw Zhao Long, and hurriedly got up: "The son is coming." ”

Zhao Long saluted, "The last general has seen the chief manager." ”

After Huang Sheng and Zhao Long sat down, they didn't take out tea to say a few words of greetings like in the back, and asked directly, "Zi Yan, how is the situation today?" ”

Zhao Long shook his head: "A few tribes suffered a little loss, and after that, the official army came out to clean up, so there is nothing to worry about." ”

Huang Shang asked, "Are the casualties heavy?" ”

"There were only two minor injuries among the officers and soldiers."

"What about the others?"

"It's inconvenient to count them, but there are always three or five hundred people in total." Zhao Long said with a little excitement.

The barbarians on both sides were defeated and injured, that was the result that Zhao Long was most happy to see, if he took too much advantage of the Tibetan tribes, he would have to make a lot of effort to solve new problems in the future.

Huang Shang also looked very satisfied, nodded, and suddenly asked, "How does it feel to stay behind?" ”

Zhao Long's face became bitter: "I was in a panic, and I felt that I couldn't stand the sons and daughters in front of me." Taking the lead is to leave it behind, so that people think that I, Zhao Long, am a gutsless person. ”

Since the battle, Zhao Long has not even gone into battle, and he has not even pulled his bow. All the work was to hold the binoculars in the back and give orders.

At that time, he accompanied Wang Zhongzheng to the southwest, and although he was essentially in charge of an army, he still occasionally had to go into battle to face the enemy army directly, so as to boost morale and make it easier to command. But now it is only necessary to sit in the rear of the battle column and boost morale, and the loud sound after the explosion of gunpowder can be completely replaced. As for the command, in the face of such an enemy, the generals below are enough to deal with it, and Kumamoto and Huang Sheng used this reason not to let Zhao Long go to the forefront to take risks......

Although there is less danger, it is too far away from the battle line, which makes Zhao Long very unaccustomed.

In the face of Zhao Long's request, Huang Sheng shook his head firmly, "Zi Yan, you are a famous general in the world, sitting here, you are the courage of an army, how can the body of a daughter stand under the dangerous wall?" ”

"The last general knows the way." Zhao Long became listless.

Seeing Zhao Long's appearance, Huang Sheng smiled helplessly, and asked again: "Zi Yan, what else is going on?" ”

In Huang Shang's thoughts, Zhao Long will never come to his big tent without trouble.

Zhao Long immediately said: "The leader of Fang Fan did not listen to the order and forcibly robbed the prisoners of the Nanguang Division. ”

Not surprisingly, Huang Shang thought, "According to the law of the army, how should the courtiers deal with it?" ”

Zhao Long was categorical: "The law should be cut." ”

"Decapitation?" Huang Shang thought for a moment and asked, "What did Manager Xiong say?" ”

Zhao Long said: "The last general came to the chief manager first, Xiong Cheng is sick, this little thing is not easy to disturb, wait for two days to get better." He leaned closer and whispered, "What does the chief think should be done, please give me orders." ”

"Have you ever heard of how the puppet emperor of the Liao State disposed of the original loyal ministers?" Huang Shang sneered.

It's not the easiest trick, but it's definitely the most effective. With that most well-known precedent, there is no reason not to follow it.

Zhao Long suddenly realized.

However, Zhao Long was not interested in giving that idiot a ride, and just ordered the leaders of each family to go to 'watch the ceremony'.

In the tent, you can hear movement outside.

Huang Shang finally asked people to bring out the tea, drank with Zhao Long, and waited for the return from outside.

The camp outside the tent was noisy at first, but it was soon silenced. A little time passed, and there was a roar that was not too loud. After the sound of the cannons, there was a deathly silence. All the noise disappeared without a trace.

When a small school came to report the news, Zhao Long sighed: "It's only been two days since it arrived, and Dafa Li City is on its own people." ”

Huang Shang said with a smile: "In the mountains and forests, of course, the field artillery cannot be compared with the tiger squat artillery. ”

The artillery that followed the Shenji battalion to the south was almost all tiger squat artillery.

Although far from being powerful enough to match the word 'cannon', it is enough to sweep away any enemy who dares to rush in front of the cannon.

Four cannons can be fired in a row, and with a god arm archer, more than a thousand barbarians can only be beaten to the point of wolf.

The Southwest Yi army accompanying the side did not even need to ensure the safety of the road, as long as the officers and troops were prevented from being raided by the enemy, they could guarantee the victory of a battle.

Stockades in the mountains and forests were torn apart by gunpowder, and those that had gone too far into the mountains were spared, but villages that were close to the road – which meant wealth and population – became spoils of war.

With the passage of time, as the battle line progressed, the flames of war entrenched in the mountain roads had burned to the edge of the basin deep in the mountains.

Cangshan is in sight, Erhai Lake is in sight.

Huang Shang stepped out of the big tent and looked at the mountains in the south: "It's almost there." ”

Following Huang Sheng out of the tent, Zhao Long also said, "Yes, it's going to be soon." ”

After looking at the mountain situation for a while, Huang Shang lowered his head, and the leader of a group of barbarians knelt in front of him with a pale face.

"Get up, as long as you obey orders, why worry about being punished?"

After sending away this group of barbarians who were afraid of power but not virtuous, Huang Shang returned to the tent.

Flipping through last month's "Nature", the paper on biological taxonomy took up a large part of the space as always, and Huang Shang was not very interested, so he hastily flipped through it.

But there is a paper that he finds very interesting, determining the age of trees through annual rings, which many people know, but the thickness of annual rings to examine the change in temperature, this is the special place in this paper. The author of the paper, on the stump of a thousand-year-old tree, found that there is a big difference between the temperature in the Tang Dynasty and today. By comparing history, it is found that the rise and decline of the northern barbarians, and the frequent disasters in the late Han and Tang dynasties, are inextricably linked to temperature.

After reading this paper, Huang Sheng has decided to go back and flip through the history books, and interpreting history from this perspective is really amazing.

In addition, there is also a section on new mapping instruments, which can make it easier to measure the height and distance of a marker in the distance, so that the map can be made more accurate. After Huang Shang confirmed the effect, he asked the imperial court to send someone here to draw a map.

Huang Shang looked at it slowly, and the exquisite printing level of the journal had far surpassed the printing of the earliest issues.

All changes are made in the name of Gewu Zhizhi.

Including the current overwhelming victory, but also the thin journal in hand.