Fan Mingyou on the side wanted to fight for something, but was interrupted by Huo Guang with his eyes.

Zhao Chongguo, who was full of gorgeous hair, closed his lips, was silent for a moment, and said: "Kou can go, and the Han army can also go." ”

In just a few words, Zhao Chongguo said heroically, it seems that the era of star-studded people has returned.

Together with Fan Mingyou, everyone couldn't help but be in awe of Zhao Chongguo.

"Okay, then this expedition will still be led by General Zhao!" Huo Guang made the final decision.

"Yui!"

……

Since Emperor Gaozu, the Han Dynasty has been using troops year after year, and it has hardly been interrupted.

After Emperor Xiaowu issued the "Luntai Edict", the large-scale use of troops was finally reduced.

Especially in the past ten years since Emperor Xiaozhao ascended the throne, there have only been a handful of active attacks, and most of them have been passive counterattacks.

The people need to recuperate, the scholars need to recuperate, and the Han people also need to recuperate.

Although the number of troops used has decreased, the efficiency of the Han court's dispatch of troops is still very high.

After Huo Guang and the others discussed, they decided on the general strategy for marching into the army.

In this expedition, a total of 150,000 troops will be dispatched and marched in five directions.

Later, the general Zhao Chongguo was the general of Pu, the imperial historian Tian Guangming was the general of Qilian, the Yunzhong Taishou Tian Shun was the general of Huya, plus the general Fan Mingyou and the former general Han Zeng.

In addition, a lieutenant must be sent to contact the Wusun army, and the inside and outside should be combined.

This scale of use of troops almost exceeded the scale of the previous wars against Hungary by the Han Dynasty.

However, this is only a rough strategy for the army, there are still several months before the army sets out, and the generals will determine the details under the leadership of Huo Guang and Zhao Chongguo.

……

When Zhao Chongguo came out of the cramped Shangshu Office, it was already three o'clock in the unitary hour, and he walked out of the palace with a solemn face without saying a word.

He didn't stop until he reached the Danqi in front of the front hall.

Standing on this high platform, Zhao Chongguo, who has a white beard and white hair, has his hands behind his back and looks into the distance with a pair of sword eyes.

On the horizon, he saw a purple and crimson sunset.

It is very similar to the blood shed by the soldiers of the Han and Hungarian armies that Zhao Chongguo once saw on the battlefield.

The sunset was still very hot, shining on Zhao Chongguo's body, making him feel a little warm.

After decades of fighting, he doesn't know how many scars he has left on his body.

When I was young, these injuries were not painful or itchy, but at this age, I began to gnaw at my flesh and bones little by little like ants.

I don't know how many rainy nights, Zhao Chongguo tossed and turned on the couch, dying in pain.

But as soon as he walked out of his bedroom, all the pain would subside, and he was the old general who was respected by the Han soldiers.

The weather was fine today, and the old injuries didn't come on.

But after kneeling and sitting in the cold and cramped Shangshu Office, there is still some soreness on his body.

Standing in the sunset and basking in the sun can make him feel a lot more comfortable.

At this time, Fan Mingyou and others, who left a little later, also came over.

"The last general asked Old General Zhao An!" Fan Mingyou took the lead, and the rest of the people also saluted Zhao Chongguo.

"In half an hour, the sky will be dark, General Zhao is busy with military affairs, isn't he in a hurry to return home?" Fan Mingyou's face is white and beardless, and his triangular eyes look a little mean, but in addition, he has a heroic appearance.

Fan Minh You only said a few words, and then mentioned the "old general" twice, and deliberately put the emphasis on the word "old", and the meaning of ridicule is self-evident.

"I've been sitting in the Shangshu Office for a long time, and the bones on my body are sore, and it's not too late to bask in the sun."

"This sunset is indeed beautiful, but it is almost time to set, if the old general wants to bask in the sun, he still has to come out in the morning." Fan Mingyou seemed to be a little disrespectful in his words, because Zhao Chongguo snatched the opportunity for him to make great contributions.

Wuhuan is just a small trouble for the Han Dynasty, and if you really want to leave your own reputation in the Han Dynasty, you still have to chase the Huns north like the champion Hou.

Fan Mingyou couldn't understand why his old Taishan didn't give him such a good opportunity to make meritorious contributions.

"Hehe, General Fan is right, the old man will get up early tomorrow and take a look at the sun that morning." Zhao Chongguo did not have the slightest anger at the disrespect of Fan Mingyou, a junior in the army.

This made Fan Mingyou feel a little bored, and after he saluted casually, he hurried down the stairs.

After Han Zeng, Tian Yannian and the others saluted, they all left one after another.

Zhao Chongguo looked at their departing backs, as if he was thinking about something.

Huo Guang, who was an auxiliary politician, governed the Han in an orderly manner, but Zhao Chongguo always felt that the Han exuded a twilight aura.

This twilight made the big man look old, and even Zhao Chongguo, who was over sixty years old, felt a little depressed.

In order to recuperate, the Han reduced the number of times he used soldiers, but is the life of the people really better, or is it just the life of the family?

Presumably, Zhao Chongguo yearns for the Han Dynasty of decades ago.

At that time, there were Champion Hou, General Wei, General Fei, and even the second division general who was easy to get lost, and he also went to the Huns many times.

And now, such a scene is not visible.

Zhao Chongguo is not a war maniac, he has seen countless good men of the Han family on the battlefield who have never returned, and he regrets and feels heartache more than anyone else.

However, the Xiongnu are there, and if the war is not finished at this moment, then the northern and western regions of the Han Dynasty will never be at peace.

Generations of good men of the Han family naturally cannot really disarm and return to the field.

Therefore, Zhao Chongguo has always disagreed with Huo Guang's completely conservative national policy.

But at this moment, Zhao Chongguo also did not agree that he could send troops in a hurry - now is not the best time, the Son of Heaven will ascend the throne, and he will have to wait a little longer.

It's a pity that above this court, what the Son of Heaven said didn't count, and he didn't say it himself.

Thinking of this, Zhao Chongguo couldn't help but feel a little lonely, glanced at the heavier twilight sunset, sighed, and prepared to leave.

However, at this time, he realized that there was another person besides himself who had not left.

The man stood behind him in an orderly manner, as if waiting for him.

"It turned out to be Ziru, standing silently behind the old man, aren't you afraid of frightening the old man?" Zhao Chongguo said with a smile.

"The general is old and strong, and he has seen the big scene of life and death, how can he be frightened by my junior." Zhang Anshi said very politely.

Zhao Chongguo nodded with a smile and accepted Zhang Anshi's overture.

It turned out that standing behind Zhao Chongguo was Guangluxun and the right general Zhang Anshi.

Zhang Anshi was forty-six or seventeen years old at this time, which was the time of his prime.

According to common sense, at this age, he should be a few ministers in the county before he can be transferred to the imperial court, but he has a very high starting point.

When Zhang Anshi was fourteen or fifteen years old, he relied on his father Tingwei Zhang Tang to serve as the Lang official of Emperor Xiaowu, and later became a scholar because he was good at calligraphy, and then he was promoted all the way to Guanglu Doctor.

But Zhang Anshi's real rapid promotion was when Emperor Xiaozhao was in the past.

At that time, Shangguan rebelled, the court was cleared, and many positions in Jiuqing were vacant.

Huo Guang boldly appointed a large number of newcomers and filled them in the court.

Among them, Zhang Anshi was promoted to Guangluxun in the year of confusion, and he was in charge of Yulin Lang and Qimen Lang - a large part of Huo Guang's children and nephews were in these two forbidden armies.

In the eyes of people who don't know the things of the Ming Dynasty, Zhang Anshi is the Huo Party, but in the eyes of Zhao Chongguo, Zhang Anshi's Huo Party is not pure.

"General Fan said just now that it's getting late, is Ziru willing to give the old man a ride?"

"It's an honor to be able to walk with the general."

"Very good."

With that, Zhang Anshi walked forward quickly and helped Zhao Chongguo to walk down the steps.

The two walked very slowly, as if they wanted to open up the gap with Fan Mingyou and the others in front of them, and when they reached the bottom of the steps, the sun had all set, and the empty field between the two ques suddenly darkened.

"Ziru, I deliberately stayed to wait for the old man, I'm afraid I don't just want to accompany the old man down this high platform, do you have anything to say?"

"The general is wise."

"It's getting late at the moment, and there is no one else, so if Ziru has something to say, just say it."

After a moment of silence, Shuangque saw the chirping of crickets in the invisible crack, making the surroundings even more silent.

After a long time, Zhang Anshi said: "General, I have something I want to ask you?" ”