Chapter Thirty-three: There are many conspiracies among flies and dogs.

The school grounds are equipped with various facilities.

There is a general platform on one side, facing south.

Zhao Yu and his party arrived at the school grounds, and under the gaze of thousands of troops, they arrived at the general platform.

There were actually many people who recognized Zhao Yu, and they exclaimed one after another.

Soon, the news of Zhao Yu's arrival spread from one to two, and two to four, and everyone knew it.

Fifty thousand pairs of eyes, whether visible or invisible, all moved with the footsteps of Zhao Yu and others.

Zhao Yu's expression remained unchanged, cold and indifferent. Wu Sangui and others all looked ugly. These 50,000 soldiers and horses are all elite soldiers under their command, but when these people see Zhao Yu, their attitude is always unpleasant.

Although he knew that because of the Battle of Jinzhou, Zhao Yu was quite prestigious in the minds of soldiers in various towns in Liaodong. But I never imagined that it would have such a prestigious reputation.

Those adoring and fanatical looks are really unsettling.

Wu Sangui exchanged glances with the two people beside him, and his heart sank slightly.

Then we arrived at the general stage.

The general standing platform is quite high. Standing on it, you can have an unobstructed view of the entire school grounds.

Soldiers on the school field, both in front and behind, could see them.

Zhao Yu stood forward and, with a loud sound like a bell, read out an imperial edict to let the 50,000 soldiers know the purpose of this gathering. Then began to boost morale.

As far as the military is concerned, no matter what era, the importance of morale is self-evident.

To boost morale, either use the righteousness of the family and the country, or use monetary benefits, no matter how small or small, it is nothing more than the same. Zhao Yu was passionate at first. He talked about the great justice of his family and country, and the people he spoke about were passionate.

But Zhao Yu also knew that this kind of excitement was only temporary. After a while, it quickly cooled down and became nothing.

So there must be financial interests to complement each other.

Zhao Yu learned this from the military book. The prince also gave some instructions when he came.

The only reason is to fight for the country, and there will be no arrears in terms of food and salary. This would be completely unattractive in peacetime. But at this time, due to the decline of the Ming Dynasty, the court often defaulted on food and salary, and the army was corrupt, and countless officers drank the blood of the soldiers. Soldiers at the bottom often do not receive sufficient food and salary, and may not even receive a grain of food for a year and a half.

That's why it's attractive.

Especially what Zhao Yu said.

Perhaps it was the prince's personal promise here that not many people believed. They were more willing to believe in Zhao Yu who led them to defeat the Tatars.

Because Zhao Yu is the God of War.

The people who serve in the army these days are illiterate. They don't understand any big principles, and they don't believe in the promises of the imperial court because of their past actions. He is more willing to place his hopes on strong men like Zhao Yu.

It's probably a helpless choice.

First, he promised not to default on food payments, and secondly, he promised to seize property and half of it would be his own.

This one is also very attractive.

Because the Ming army often lost battles. Since they lost battles, they could only be captured by others. How could they be captured? I'm afraid I haven't enjoyed such treatment in I don't know how many years. But they believed they could win the battle by following Zhao Yu. If you win a battle, you will naturally get something captured, and you may even be able to make a fortune.

Third, promise that merit will be rewarded and delinquency will be punished. This was specially instructed by the prince to Zhao Yu. If the prince wants to turn things around, he must do it in this regard. Otherwise, where would anyone be working for him?

These days, the government is dark, and the army is not bad either. Military merit is the best way to rise in the military, but it has also been blocked. The soldiers below beheaded a few heads, and their military merits were enough to advance to the next level, but basically all these military merits were taken away by their superiors, and they had no share of it. This is also one of the reasons why soldiers are unwilling to fight and therefore lose the battle. And for important reasons.

Without hope, who is willing to put in the effort?

Of course, this is verbal. Because we haven’t fought yet, we can’t show it yet. But Zhao Yu knew that the prince was determined. So speaking of it, it makes sense.

General Ling Ling made many promises to temporarily lift the morale of the soldiers and give these fifty thousand soldiers and horses hope. They will be transferred back to the Central Plains first and will be fulfilled one by one when the war begins. All promises have been fulfilled. Cooperation Seventeen laws and fifty-four cuts, orders and prohibitions will naturally produce elite soldiers.

The law of reward and punishment is the foundation of an army.

Zhao Yu's voice was extremely loud, and even though the campus was vast and 50,000 people gathered together, everyone could hear it clearly.

Of these 50,000 people, when Zhao Yu asked Wu Sangui and others to order the deployment of troops, they excluded their servant Ding Biaoying. Zhao Yu doesn’t want this kind of thing.

The standard battalion of soldiers and horses is a major feature of this period. Among them are the generals' servants, tied together with the generals. No matter how elite they are, if they come but can't be commanded, it's useless.

Although the current 50,000 people are not as good as the Ding Biao camp of the general soldiers in each town, they are exactly what Zhao Yu needs. They only lacked the usual food and drink, as well as equipment. Other places are not much different.

As long as there is sufficient food and drink supply and proper training, you will soon become an elite soldier and be useful.

Wu Sangui and others stood behind Zhao Yu, their faces expressionless at this time.

If their servant Ding Biaoying was among the fifty thousand soldiers and horses, they might be able to do some tricks. But it's a pity that Zhao Yu was prepared and didn't want to mark the camp.

Even if they suddenly spoke at this time and encouraged these soldiers to disobey Zhao Yu's orders, I'm afraid not many would be willing to listen to them.

And they don't dare.

So what about fifty thousand soldiers and horses?

Is Zhao Yu afraid?

I'm afraid if I beat them to death with my backhand, everything will be over.

Can only remain silent.

Zhao Yu brought these general soldiers here to show that they agreed. It is also a means to appease the morale of the military. Zhao Yu is not afraid of these people making trouble. If he is causing trouble, he will be beaten to death directly.

Even if he is the commander-in-chief, so what?

Zhao Yu originally didn't care about the court or high officials. At most, he resigned and returned to Qingyun Temple. Could anyone do anything to him? Capture him, behead him, and punish him?

This is confidence.

If he were not alone and did not have the countless means of immortal clones, he would actually look down on these soldiers and horses.

After receiving some encouragement and promises, Zhao Yu ordered all troops and horses to be repaired on the spot according to the original organization. Only then did he return to the General Military Mansion with Ma Ke, Wu Sangui and others.

"Mr. Ma, I'm offended."

Zhao Yu finally showed a smile at this time, clasped his fists and said sincerely: "I'm really sorry for the past two days. But this matter is of great importance and I have to do it. I know General Ma's intentions, so please don't take this matter to your heart. I will definitely show Mr. Ma’s loyalty to the prince.”

Ma Ke originally had a bad look on his face, but after hearing this, he immediately smiled and said, "What the hell. General Zhao is also doing it for the crown prince and for the Ming Dynasty. What does it matter if I feel a little wronged? I don't care, I don't care."

Zhao Yu also apologized to Li Fuming and another person, and they both said it was okay.

As for Wu Sangui and the other three, Zhao Yu treated them with cold eyes.

He summoned Commander Zhang to make preparations for the departure of the army, and he put on his armor and carried the iron awl. When he left, he glanced at Wu Sangui and others: "You must remember that the world is still the world of the Ming Dynasty."

Wu Sangui and the others' expressions changed. They looked at Zhao Yu's leaving figure and opened their mouths, speechless.

Setting out with an army is a very troublesome matter.

An army of 50,000 is not a hundred or ten people, and there are all kinds of things related to it, such as food and grass, the route of the army, how to march, which unit is in front and which unit is behind, and so on.

Therefore, it is said that commander-in-chief is rare, and the difficulty lies in this.

If you manage a hundred people, anyone with some talent can probably do it. Even if you don't do it well, there won't be any big trouble. But the difficulty of managing a thousand people is different. When there are ten thousand people, the requirements for a commander increase exponentially.

These are not those big trading houses and factory owners who manage hundreds of thousands. Let’s just say that the bosses and factory owners of those trading houses are comparable to generals.

There is no comparison.

Zhao Yu was suddenly in a hurry and felt a little at a loss.

Thanks to his quick thinking, although he was busy, he didn't make any mistakes. Finally, someone came to the camp and recommended himself. With help, things gradually became smoother and more orderly.

This person is Marco's senior advisor.

The name is strange and ordinary, called Yang He.

He had previously gone to persuade the generals of various towns. Although he did not fully achieve his goal, he also brought these headquarters to Shanhaiguan. Otherwise, Zhao Yu would have to mobilize his troops, and the difficulty would be increased by more than one level.

After completing this matter, Yang He did not return to the General Military Mansion.

He only had someone send him a letter, and he waited outside the military camp. It wasn't until Zhao Yu started arranging the departure of the army and waited for a while that he recommended himself.

Zhao Yu really paid attention to him.

After all, Yang He was capable, and the logistics arrangements for the 50,000-strong army were actually very orderly, without even the slightest bit of chaos. This made Zhao Yu extremely happy.

So I entrusted him with everything in this situation, and went on inspection with a hundred soldiers.

In this way, one day later, that is, early the next morning, the army set off.

The 50,000-strong army was divided into three parts, the front, middle and rear. Zhao Yu was in the middle and commanded, with Yang He as the temporary staff, and Zhang in the front. They meandered all the way out of the pass and headed towards the capital.

...

Still in Zhou Yanru's mansion, still in the dark study.

There are still three cabinet bosses: Zhou Yanru, Chen Yan, and Xie Sheng.

The atmosphere was a little dull.

The three of them were each meditating, their expressions changing under the light.

After a long time, Chen Yan sighed and said, "I didn't expect that warrior to be so famous in Liaodong. No one of the six generals dared to resist, allowing him to easily obtain fifty thousand troops."

"What can I do?" Zhou Yanru said in a solemn voice: "Now the 50,000-strong army has set off and will arrive in the capital soon. It's time for the prince to lead the army and go on an expedition. With the help of that warrior, won't he be victorious in every battle?!"

Xie Sheng remained silent.

Chen Yan considered it and said: "It's not that there is no way out. When a large army goes out on an expedition, it can only win if it has soldiers but generals. Food and grass are the most important thing."

Zhou Yanru shook his head repeatedly: "The prince has been active in recent days. According to the news from the people below, it is inferred that the prince has enough financial resources to support a war. Even if we completely cut off the supply of food and grass, there is nothing we can do."

How could Chen Yan not know? Hearing this, he just sighed: "Who would have expected that the prince, who is only fifteen years old, would be so capable secretly? I am afraid he has been preparing for this many years ago. What a 'wise king'!"

"Ming Jun..." Xie Sheng laughed at the side: "He is not Jun yet."

Zhou Yanru and Chen Yan both laughed.