In Liaodong in winter, the darkness before dawn makes the pure sky seem to be a whole boundless black gem. In the quiet of the night, the military stations in the field have begun to be lively. The building of the station was not rammed earth, but a bag of straw rope filled with mud. The low temperature of minus 15 degrees Celsius outside the house makes the walls extremely strong, and it is also the perfect temperature for making frozen tofu. The low temperature allows the protein in the tofu to continue to separate from the water molecules, and the frozen water turns the uniform texture of the tofu into a sponge.

The temperature in the kitchen was close to 20 degrees, and the cooking class, who woke up early, had been busy here for almost two hours. In the hot cauldron, the steamed buns have been released. Two-thirds white flour and one-third cornmeal, the mixed fabric is one of the warriors' favorite staple foods.

The main dish this morning is fish stew with tofu. The fish are caught nearby, the stream never freezes, and the locals call it living water, and it is best to stew fish with it. Dried goods, put in hot water, the color and flavor of the past are instantly revived, which is not only a side dish for fish stew, but also the main source of vitamins in winter. The oil is hot, and the fish quickly browns and takes shape, and it is simmered in the stream water. Half an hour later, the tofu appeared, and the honeycomb-shaped frozen tofu fully absorbed the soup and was full and plump. A meal of stewed fish in an iron pot, the long winter is beginning.

As the morning glow dissipated, the warriors had finished their breakfast. The sky was as blue as a pure jewel, and under such a clear sky, horse-drawn sleighs lined up in a long line outside the station. Two steel sleds are mounted on wooden frames, each of which is towed by a very hardy Mongolian horse. Even so, the horses were covered with quilts to keep them warm. There were four people sitting on the sleigh, all dressed in thick military uniforms and covering their bodies with marching quilts. With a shout, the sleigh formation began to set off.

Steel is a general term for iron-carbon alloys with a mass percentage of carbon between 0.02% and 2.11%. Before the advent of the stirring furnace developed by Zhao Jiaren, an official of the Great Song Dynasty, this metal product was very difficult to obtain. The principle of the stirring furnace is very simple, the carbon content in the pig iron is higher than 2.11%, and the carbon content in the wrought iron is less than 0.02%, the pig iron and wrought iron in the melted state are injected into the stirring furnace, and they are constantly stirred to make them mix evenly in the liquid state, and finally the steel is obtained.

Once completed, this excellent iron-carbon alloy exhibits wear-resistant, strong characteristics. The polished steel sled skateboard will be as good as new for several years. The smooth surface has minimal friction, and the horses can easily move forward in towing a sleigh loaded with four people and their equipment.

The early morning flag stood out in the sunlight, and the procession was guided by the flag to the inhabitant gathering place. There, there is the goal of this operation, the female straight.

Blue sky, snow. In such an idyllic environment, the battalion commander who commanded the battle did not have the slightest sense of leisure. The camp of the female Naoto was more than forty miles away, and the team advanced at a speed of fifteen miles per hour. In winter, the days are shorter, and the farther north you go, the shorter they get. From 7 a.m. to 4 p.m., the time that the large army could make full use of was actually only nine hours.

After three hours, the sledding team finally arrived at its destination. The fighters lifted the quilts and jumped off the sleigh. If they relied on two legs, more than 40 miles were enough for them to walk for a whole day. Even so, they need a bit of exercise to warm up their bodies.

This gathering place of the female straight people was walled, and because it was close to the Song army and far away from the Mongols, the leader here was a very important object for the Mongols. As for Song Jun, they really couldn't find a reason for the female straight among them.

By the time the Demoman appeared outside the wall, the female Naoto was already in a commotion. Before he could shout, a bow and arrow had already been fired. Such a swift reaction is enough to prove the degree of trust that the female straight people have in Song Jun. In a reciprocal situation, the Song army riflemen shot at the female straight men on the wall in several rows.

With rifleman fire in check, the Demoman placed the explosives pack, lit the fuse, and retreated. With a few loud bangs, the rudimentary wall was blown open, and Song Jun rushed in with a shout.

Before the loud noise came, the patriarch's son Wan Yanda had just finished refreshing and was about to lie down with his sister paper in his arms for a while, when he heard a big mess outside. Wan Yanda, who was less than twenty years old, immediately jumped up and hurriedly went to put on thick animal skin clothes. Fortunately, my sister was calm and came up to help, and when Wan Yanda picked up his weapon and rushed out, he met someone who came to him at the door.

There were gunshots everywhere, shouts of terror everywhere. The camp was able to be on the scale it is today, and naturally experienced battles of blood and fire. Wan Yanda ran to the big house where his father was, and saw people running back to report, "The southern barbarians outside have blocked the east side." "The Nanban has blocked the west."

Knowing that all sides had been surrounded, Wanyanda's father Kang Bayong shouted angrily: "At this time, you don't have to think so much, some people will kill in the south, and when the southern barbarians gather in the south, everyone will be rushed again." As much as you can rush out. Those who get out alive will write down today's hatred, and they must be repaid by the southern barbarians in the future. ”

This command is already the best arrangement. The female straight man never expected that the Song army would be able to launch an attack after the snow, and at this time they were in a desperate situation, and they could only rely on their bravery. Soon, the female Naoto launched a counterattack. The men rushed forward with maces, while the boys and women followed closely with sharpened sticks.

As the son of the patriarch, Wanyanda is also ready to attack. Unexpectedly, he was directly stopped by his father and pressed his son's shoulder, Kang Bayong asked, "Do you remember why you are called Wanyanda?" ”

"Because Wanyan Aguda is the hero of our female straight." Although Wan Yanda didn't know what Daddy meant, he said loudly.

"Hmm. So you have to live. Only by living can you be a hero. Kang Bayong's voice was deep. He doesn't have the surname Wanyan, so his son's name is 'Wanyanda'. The full name is Kang Bayong Wanyanda. Kang Bayong knew that the Song army was powerful, so he would never allow his son to die.

arranged for his son's team to charge to the north, and Kang Bayong himself commanded the team to the south. Listening to the fierce gunfire outside, Wan Yanda's heart seemed to be on fire. Taking advantage of the fact that no one noticed him, Wan Yanda sneaked out of the team and ran towards the south.

The empty-handed young man quickly found his weapon, and there were several dead female straight men lying on the ground, with maces beside them. Wan Yanda picked one up and ran forward. At the corner of the street, I saw more than 20 straight women rushing towards Song Jun.

The Song army, led by the group, held a small gadget in his hand and waved it at those strong men at a very close distance. The strong man was dressed in thick fur, which could not be pierced by ordinary sharpened wooden sticks. Although he looked injured, he did not fall to the ground. The Song soldiers in the back followed up and poked with the bayonets on the steel guns, and solved more than 20 strong men in an instant.

Wan Yanda saw that there were many famous brave people there, and he no longer had the initial impulse. He turned his head and hid in a place where Song Jun couldn't see, and then ran back. Maybe following the brigade is the right choice.

Before he could run back to the gathering place, he heard the sound of killing behind him. After a while, the female straight people screamed and ran towards Wan Yanda's side. Then suddenly someone grabbed Wan Yanda and pulled him into the next room. The frightened Wan Yanda turned his head to look, but it was his good sister. The sister paper has already dressed, and her red cheeks look pretty good at this time. Although the elder brother of the sister paper had unfriendly eyes, he said to Wan Yanda: "You follow us now, don't blame us for not taking you if you get separated." ”

After saying that, the old man took the lead and went out from behind, and when he came to the corner of the wall, the old man lifted a few logs and got out of the gap. Although Wan Yanda really wanted to go back to be with his father, he also knew that this was already an opportunity to escape. Plus with my sister paper, I don't want to leave. Drilling out of the gap, Wan Yanda thought it was a road. I didn't expect it to be a hole in the ground. The men got in, blocked the hole with wood and dirt, and hid inside.

The sound of gunfire and screams came and went, and then gradually dispersed. It didn't take long for dogs barking to sound inside the village. There were sporadic screams afterward. Later, the inside of the stockade had fallen silent. Everyone hid until it was dark, and the inside of the village was dark, and not long after entering, they heard a fierce dog barking. Soon, people chased after them with torches, and they could only turn around and run.

It was extremely cold in the snow in winter, and the Song army did not continue to chase after chasing for a while. Wanyanda and the others relied on the road familiarity, and ran until dawn the next day, when they ran to the hunter's hut in the mountains. There is firewood, there are wooden beds. Everyone was tired and hungry, so they made a fire and went to sleep.

When I woke up from hunger, it was already evening, and my sister's father looked at the tired crowd and said solemnly, "Let's continue to walk towards the mountains." It's still not safe here. You can only be safe in a hut deep in the mountains. ”

The young people didn't have the courage to fight Song Jun, so they agreed with Dad's opinion, they boiled some hot water and drank it, and then continued to walk into the mountain.

Song Jun knew that there were fish that slipped through the net, but this time the harvest was great. Those Goryeo servants were beheaded by a total of thousands, and they were all Goryeo people who were rescued by the Song army, and they had a bitter hatred for the female Naoto. Although they can't be relied on in the war, doing some odd jobs is very effective. For example, cutting off the head, the Song army felt that it was too bloody, and the Goryeo servant army was very happy. This can't be said that these people's hearts are twisted, but they saw their relatives being beaten to death, or were they killed by the mace that smashed the heavenly spirit cover. After going through something like that, their minds have been distorted. Solving the problem of female straight people is a soothing for the soul of Koreans.

The news was transmitted back to the Liaodong Military Region, and the head would soon be sent back to the military region for testing. The head of the acceptance will eventually be cultivated into the Jingguan, which proves the efforts of the Song army. The data adds up, and Song Jun has solved more than 100,000 female straight people in the past month.

"Do you want our military region to march into Liaoyang?"

"This has to be agreed by the officials."

"Have you heard that the Korean Military Region is marching into Shenyang?"

"It's freezing cold, how can they fight so far."

The people of the Liaodong Military Region were discussing the situation, and they couldn't help but take the Korean Military Region to make an impression. Although the words are light-hearted, the crowd is actually not so easy. When everyone recaptured their hometown south of the Yellow River, many soldiers whose ancestors were from Henan had a sense of intimacy of returning to their hometown. Recapture Hebei, this feeling has become a sense of history of 'recovering rivers and mountains'.

Now this Liaodong land, China has been lost for 600 years. The attitude of the Song army galloping here is only the word 'suppression'. Everyone did the same as now, and the more skulls were cut off, the greater the credit. According to the intelligence, hundreds of thousands of female straight people were distributed in the vast land from Liaodong to the Songhua River, and what the Song army had to do was to completely solve them. This kind of imagination alone brings a huge psychological pressure, and if you don't say something to joke, all that's left is heavy pressure.

"Is there a way to get the woman to surrender?" Finally someone made a point. This question was sent to Zhao Jiaren along with the telegram.

The Ministry of War was quite dissatisfied with this view, and although Zhao Jiaren was moved by the presence of such humanitarians in the army, he also felt that those who had such ideas could retire. If this person is promoted because of such a suggestion, what will it imply to the soldiers who are fighting? Is an early revolution better than a late revolution, and a late revolution better than a counter-revolution?

Zhao Jiaren nodded, "This person asked him to retire immediately." ”

When the chief of staff heard this, he immediately nodded, "We'll do it now." ”

"In addition, for those officers and soldiers who are fighting on the front line, I think some measures can be taken according to their results." Zhao Jiaren said.

The soldier of the military department hurriedly recorded with a small notebook, and the Zhao official family was not a benevolent monarch now.

"Kill more than thirty enemies, and you can retire normally. There is no time limit. I don't think some fighters are too comfortable with such a brutal anti-bandit war. ”

"The ...... who is now retired"

"He's it!" Zhao Jiaren's soft voice immediately lost its warmth, "Such a treatment will be treated according to compulsory retirement." ”

Compulsory discharge is a tactic for military personnel who are considered unfit for duty and have a very bad impact. The guys who have received such an evaluation will first deprive them of all the honor of normal retirement, and secondly, the treatment will be downgraded. The treatment of officers will be changed to that of a school officer, and the treatment of a school officer will be changed to that of a captain, and the treatment of a captain will be reduced to a non-commissioned officer. Non-commissioned officers and soldiers are only paid salaries, and there is no treatment for military dependents.

Zhao Jiaren was still a little humanitarian, and at this time his mood had returned to the position of a cold monarch, and the position of retreating in the face of cruel war looked particularly hateful. Zhao Jiaren has no sympathy for such a person.

Seeing Zhao Jiaren like this, the personnel department of the military department took advantage of the situation and said: "Official, we think it is better to let the prisoners go to the north to open up." ”

Listening to this suggestion, Zhao Jiaren couldn't help but sigh. In the Northeast development, the first thing Zhao Jiaren thought of was the reclamation of the Great Northern Wilderness. What a great, glorious, correct case it was. And in the end, his own development was still a traditional means of distributing sinners to the frontier.

Thinking of this, Zhao Jiaren was not happy. He couldn't help but ask, "Have you heard of the advice for prisoners to join the army?" ”

Everyone in the military department was startled, and hurriedly said that they had never heard of it at all. The clever guy even said: "Official, the army is the dry city of the country, how can it be defiled by criminals!" ”

"Humph!" Zhao Jiaren snorted heavily. He was not in a good mood, so he couldn't tolerate some things. If the army he worked so hard to build becomes a thief army again, Zhao Jiaren will really kill people to vent his anger.

"Let's expand the army this year." Zhao Jiaren still did not want to express support for the policy of assigning prisoners to the frontier. Once some things are stigmatized, they are extremely difficult to wash away. Just like the three words of the Great Song Dynasty army, the word 'thief with army', it was also solved because the Southern Song Dynasty actually perished once.

After sending away the people from the military department, Zhao Jiaren had a lot of negative energy in his heart, so he simply didn't see anyone else. was relieving the unhappiness in his heart, and the secretary came in and said, "Official, Wen Tianxiang came to visit." ”

"Please!" Zhao Jiaren's mood immediately improved. Regardless of Wen Tianxiang's various limitations, at least in Zhao Jiaren's heart, Wen Tianxiang is still a person with positive energy.

When Wen Tianxiang saw Zhao Jiaren, he immediately asked, "Guanjia, I heard that some people say that the Guanjia is not ready to negotiate peace with Mongolia?" ”

"Do you support peace with Mongolia?" Zhao Jiaren said with a smile.

"If peace can be negotiated, it is not necessarily a bad thing." Wen Tianxiang has always spoken very bluntly.

Zhao Jiaren doesn't hate such straightforwardness, because Wen Tianxiang is from a rich background and a champion, and because he has a relatively high personality and is unwilling to become a spokesperson for other people's interests, so what Wen Tianxiang says can be regarded as his philosophy. Zhao Jiaren has a lot of elegance for accommodating ideas. For example, pacifism.

Seeing that Zhao Jiaren was silent, Wen Tianxiang continued: "But I'm also wondering why the official family didn't agree, probably because after we recaptured Lingxia's hometown, the Mongols were only afraid that they would not make peace. ”

"It's not just Lingxia's hometown. Wherever the iron cavalry of the Han Dynasty went, our Great Song Dynasty also had to take it back. Then there is a very interesting thing, and Kazulin must be won. But to make the dragon city fly in, the dragon city when Huo Qu's illness was probably Helin. Will Kublai Khan, the Great Khan of Mongolia, promise to make Helin our Great Song territory? Zhao Jiaren said with a smile.

"And Lin. But make Dragon City fly in! Wen Tianxiang sighed. He quickly regained his mood and asked, "I want to ask the official family, is it really difficult to be peaceful?" When the Han Dynasty laid down such a large land, he still failed to hold on in the end. ”

"Although the big man didn't hold on, he was destroyed in the hands of his own people. The Jin Dynasty didn't have as much land in the north, so what happened in the end. My Great Song Dynasty has failed repeatedly in the north, and how. There are all kinds of rotations in this world, and I have survived this pass in the Great Song Dynasty, and I think that there is no thousand-year-old national ancestry, and it can be compared with Zhou. So the bigger the territory of the Great Song Dynasty, the more okay it is. ”

Hearing Zhao Jiaren say this, Wen Tianxiang also felt that he was a little Meng Lang. But discussing the Great Song Dynasty in this way, Wen Tianxiang found that he seemed to have a little feeling, many people mentioned the war and peace of the Great Song Dynasty, and Wen Tianxiang felt that he should speak. Now Wen Tianxiang felt as if he understood a little bit why he shouldn't speak.

"Are the officials ready to leave the war to the next generation?" Wen Tianxiang used someone else's rhetoric.