There is an old saying in Zihao territory, it is said that when the weather is cold and the ground is freezing, both people and horses are in a state of confusion, no different.
It turned out that a senior official came to the battlefield in person and saw that in the heavy snow, only the commander's flag could be seen rolled up, almost frozen by the ice, while the troops from both sides often stood still, rarely fighting in such brutal ways as life and death, and everyone in the army They were all tired. They saw the brazier in the distance. They couldn't care less about night patrols. There was even less time to go out. They all huddled next to the brazier. They might not be willing to move their fingers a few times, as if they were afraid that if they moved a few more times, they would be caught in the wind and snow. Wrap up and lose your life. But as the words spread more and more widely, many doctors and people in the Jianghu sneered when they heard it, saying that they really had enough to support their backs and did not mind the pain in their backs. Considering that the borders of Zihao and other places adjacent to the Yuan Dynasty, the cold weather How can it be compared with the other places in the south? There is no snow all year round in Nanli. Even in the deep winter, it is not colder than the late autumn in the Zihao Dayuan lands. In such a situation, even if ordinary people are physically strong, they will still be cold. It was hard to cope with the fact that all the warmth in the body was blown away by the north wind, let alone the soldiers from outside the Guan Dynasty who rarely had delicious meat. How could they hold themselves up and fight.
These statements spread very quickly, and soon changed the minds of the people who had already firmly believed that the soldiers outside the Pass were lazy and unwilling to fight. Moreover, they remembered something they had forgotten for a long time, that is, the soldiers on the battlefield were actually the same. The son of a father and mother, who should have been the breadwinner of the family, instead guarded the four borders for the country and risked their lives. As a result, the public was furious. In an instant, countless literati came out to criticize the important official, wanting to eat meat and bones. He scolded the official so much that he demoted himself from the official position and went to a remote place outside the imperial city. Most of them died in depression.
However, this sentence has been passed down, and people still mention it in Zhusang Road today, but it is no longer the original meaning, but a stupid official who laughs at the fat-bellied common people all day long, bullies others with power, and confuses right and wrong.
People in Zhusang Dao also know this, but whoever mentions it most frequently is probably very few except for the private army of Zhusang Dao who have been having the most difficult time recently. Ever since Taoist Master Zhu Sang brought a Jianghu guest from outside Zhu Sang Road to the position of commanding the army for no reason a few days ago, not to mention bringing that person who was both skilled and temperamental enough to make all the private soldiers of Zhu Sang Road It was the timid He Zhizhou who was appointed as his deputy. This man was a ferocious man who dared to attack the leader of the private army and kill him in the street. No matter how inconspicuous he was before, he was just an ordinary person in the Taoist Mansion. Guards, with such fierce and arrogant skills and the temperament of killing people on the street at the slightest word, everyone needs to weigh whether they can match the skills and status of the unlucky commander.
Whenever Wen Yu, whose tone of voice remained unchanged, established a new rule or added a few more military training matters, if He Zhizhou had not been with him, there would have been a few boring remarks or strange words, although the sound was not loud. But the military formation was clearly not very tight, but rather loose. He Zhizhou was bored and stood up with his arms crossed. As far as his eyes could see, there was no sound in the military formation. Everyone was holding their swords and guns firmly in their palms, staring intently. , I may not even dare to breathe a few times. It is said that since Wen Yu took over the private military training, military discipline has become much stricter. He is no longer slack in the past. He is always afraid of comparing two words in everything, and makes judgments after comparing.
At this time, when the long night came, Wen Yu sat in the middle of the big tent, frowning and drinking.
After leaving Nangong Mountain, Wen Yu held the drink in hand more and more frequently. He did not use the cup, but just poured wine through the spout. It seemed quite happy, but in fact, his eyebrows were furrowed, and he did not look at all leisurely and happy. , the hair on the temples is disheveled and not tied up, and the mouth and nose are still covered with black gauze, not wanting to reveal the true face, lest someone who is not discerning steps into the tent, and the trap will naturally be exposed.
The soldiers often trained with Wen Yu to supervise the army during the day, and returned immediately at night, not for any other reason, but because Wen Yu couldn't worry about the little girl Qiao Xuan, although the city lord had arranged for two younger maids. He went to take care of her, but since she was the first to arrive, and Qiao Xuan had become more and more playful recently, even the two maids were a little unable to resist. However, Qiao Xuan got away under his nose, and after searching hard for two or three hours, he was alone at dusk. After returning, his whole body was stained with a lot of dirt, and he became more and more difficult to control. He was the only one who behaved well in front of Wen Yu Xingding, so he had to do this in case of accidents. The apes have all lost weight. Wen Yu is not worried that this ape slave from the Great Yuan Dynasty will take advantage of this season to threaten Qiao Xuan's safety. In the past, she was very restrained, and her thoughts on details were sometimes even more subtle than Wen Yu's. It seemed that it was probably because she had no children. After seeing this little girl who had a miserable life experience, but was very pitiable, she felt very fond of her. , most likely he would not act like this; secondly, Wen Yu's methods of doing things and his high level of cultivation have already made Xing Ding wary of him. What's more, Qiao Xuan also has the most skillful back-up man Wen Yu can arrange now. It is said that Xing Ding has different intentions and is in ordinary surroundings. When he sees it, he still has to give in. But there are always those who can't wait long enough and come without warning. They walk leisurely to the tent and sit down. Just as they are about to come to grab the wine bottle, Wen Yu raises his hand to let him go, and the wine bottle falls firmly in his hand. , looking at each other coldly.
The visitor wore a short coat with a jade belt hanging from the waist, and a tiger head on the toe of his boots. Seeing that Wen Yu clearly had no intention of giving up the wine, he was very uninterested and had no taboo in putting his feet on the table in front of him. , deliberately buried Tai and said, "It is said that the people and horses are lazy because of the cold weather. You, the commander of the army, know that the military discipline is strict and do not allow drinking, but you pick up the wine bottle and drink it to your heart's content. I dare to be angry and dare not speak out, so I can only We were hoping to have a few sips of a small drink to warm ourselves up, but the generals were only allowed to drink, and the lieutenants were not allowed to smell it. They were asking for trouble. If there were a crack in the ground in front of them, the generals would be tempted to get in and take shelter."
Having said that, He Zhizhou's tanned face had not yet faded, but there was no hint of embarrassment at all. Although he tried his best to suppress it, he still looked at the wine pot again and again, obviously unwilling to give up.
"I can't bear it. We have been training for a long time. Brother He is very powerful, but I may not be able to convince the people. Logically speaking, you should sit in the commander's tent and drink while I patrol the night outside." Wen Wen said as he spoke. Yu picked up half a jar of wine from the edge of the table, pushed it to He Zhizhou's eyes without hesitation, and raised his hand to let it go.
It was only then that He Zhizhou belatedly looked down and looked down, only to see that there were nearly six or seven empty altars piled up under his feet, with not a single drop of wine left, and he immediately burst out laughing.
Zhu Sangdao knows many people who know He Zhizhou. As we all know, in addition to his bad temper, this man also drinks a lot. When he often drinks with others, everyone else has already gone to the table and loses consciousness, but He Zhizhou often wants to drink. They carry each person to the door of each house, place them properly, and then stagger away. When they rarely have fun, they often have to have another drink. However, Wen Yu, with disheveled sideburns in front of him, now seemed to have a drinking capacity that should not be underestimated. He immediately knew that he was clumsy at drinking that day, so he was eager to try and planned to have a good fight, but saw Wen Yu pull out from under the wine jar. A piece of rice paper came and he threw it into He Zhizhou's hand.
The dense calligraphy on the rice paper was all written by Zhao Ziyang. He wrote from Zhongwei in the army to the rules of death on the battlefield. It was obviously an ordinary handwriting and the words were detailed and appropriate. But in He Zhizhou's eyes, for some reason, the vermilion on this rice paper felt like blood. , extremely murderous.
The letter was written three times and five times, and those who did not comply would be punished by military law. They would be killed with a stick and sacrificed to the flag, and their heads would be shown to the public. If they did not comply, they would be suppressed based on their skill and level. If they did not comply, they would be killed based on their names. They could kill chickens and scare monkeys based on the names of two or three people. This established a prestige and would definitely lead to the loosening of military discipline. The inferior is the superior, and if you win repeatedly on the battlefield, you need to add a bit of prestige. Whenever you give an order, you must never disobey it.
After He Zhizhou read the letter word for word, he let out a sigh of relief and pressed the letter under the wine jar again. He looked at Wen Yu who was clearly drunk and smiled to himself without saying anything.
"The letter is written straightforwardly, but based on what I have seen, although it seems a bit inhumane and even seems to have gone astray, to be honest, Brother Wen wants to make the army solemn and orderly as soon as possible. , to be able to hold approximately the same number of people and be on an equal footing with others on the battlefield, there is no faster way than this. It is unbenevolent and harms the innocent, but you can still find a noble reason. It is inevitable that your hands will be stained with blood when you walk in the world, let alone now, The Taoist Master has entrusted the future of Zhu Sang Dao to Brother Wen, not only to see what Brother Wen has in mind, but also to admire Brother Wen for being so cultivated in the city at such a young age."
"You and I both know that with your level and skills as Brother Wen, you should be more able to convince the public than an idle lieutenant like me. However, since the sudden increase in military training, everyone may not think it is a good thing. Both they are extremely tired and feel that the war is coming. It has always been human nature to have no peace of mind when forced to do something, but it was because I was more unscrupulous and killed a private army commander in the street to establish my authority by accident, which made me more convincing. Everyone. Throughout the ages, good generals have been able to command countless commanders, and the methods of leading troops are mostly the same. It is not the only way to conquer the crowd by relying on life and death. There are many people who have attracted the sincere admiration and admiration of others by caring for the soldiers and performing meritorious deeds on the battlefield. But Brother Wen You might as well ask yourself, the time left for you to talk to Zhu Sang is far from that long."
"I can be a cruel person, and you can do it too."
When He Zhizhou said goodbye and left, Wen Yu finally drank the last jar of wine, picked up the thin rice paper again, looked through it back and forth with drunken eyes, stumbled to get the paper and pen, rubbed it and wrote two lines of crooked handwriting. After getting over it, I scratched it out again with ink and started writing again.
Wen Yu crossed out only nine characters. The first five characters were "May I ask if you can ask for me," and the last four characters were "Yun Zhonghao".
Wen Yu's eyes were blurred when he was drunk, so he scratched out the first five characters very neatly. However, after a long time, Wen Yu tightened his grip on the pen and scratched out the last four characters. It seemed that he had used too much force or drank too much wine. The pen and ink are shaky and don't look good at all.
