"Zen Master, please rest assured. If there is any case, I will definitely send this thing to Guo Cheng's hands!" Zhou Ping said in a deep voice: "But the auspicious Zen Master has a heavenly appearance, and he will definitely be able to return in triumph and make a special contribution!"

"The clay pot will not break from the well, and the general will inevitably die in front of the formation!" Zhishan waved his hand: "My Guo family has received the favor of the country, so it is natural that I am not under the king's army. I just hope that everything will go smoothly in this attack on Liao and can restore the Han family. If this can be done, what is the only life of mere monk!"

Seeing that Zhishan's eyebrows were extremely calm, he was so majestic that he could not look at him. Obviously, he had already realized that he would die. Although he did not remember the details of the Northern Song Dynasty's battle against Liao, he generally remembered that the war had always been unfavorable to the Northern Song Dynasty. In the end, the Northern Song Dynasty took Youzhou by bribing the Jin army, which also laid the troubles of the Jin soldiers' later going south. If Zhishan participated in it, wouldn't he be displaced in the chaos. Zhou Ping remembered that since the two met, the other party treated him very kindly and treated him like a son and nephew. How could he watch him die? Thinking of this, Zhou Ping asked in a low voice: "What does the court think the eunuchs are the commander, what do the Zen masters think?"

Hearing Zhou Ping as a "eunuch" to call Tong Guan, Zhishan's face changed slightly and said in a deep voice: "Juncheng, based on one's heart, if you are in general, the Duke of Jing is only a middle-aged man, but at least he has brought more than ten years of soldiers in the northwest. He also knows the wise and stupid generals and the hardships of border soldiers. Although he is a bit arrogant and extravagant, he is also considered a person who can use troops. Although the generals cannot match the old or small races, the system of this dynasty, it is better to use civil servants to control the military and let the Duke of Jing come to the country than to send a scholar to supervise the three armies."

After hearing Zhishan's words, Zhou Ping could only sigh secretly. As a time traveler in later generations, he naturally knew Tong Guan, a big eunuch with personality who had the personality of "being an eunuch, as long as he was a beard." Later generations also had negative comments on him, but the evaluation of the monk Zhishan in front of him was quite different. As he said, the Song Dynasty was not without a better general at that time, but from the reality, it was unlikely that neither the old or the young, they could gain enough trust from the emperor; and according to the system of the Northern Song Dynasty, warriors were not regarded as the commander.

, **, one must take civil officials as the strategy. With the general system, military officials are the general manager, leading troops, generals, and being controlled by the order, they are controlled, going out to fight and defend, and only command. Even if the old and small races come, they can be the deputy commander at most. Under this system, Tong Guan, a eunuch who has been through military affairs for a long time, became the best commander of the Liao army. After all, he has been in the northwest for more than ten years, understood most of the generals of the Western Army, and commanded many large-scale battles. It is always much better to have him serve as the commander of the army that has no military experience as the commander of this army that is related to the rise and fall of the country.

"What's wrong with the eunuch? Narces (a famous general in Eastern Rome who defeated the Franks many times and recaptured Italy, and was also a eunuch) is also a eunuch. He is not the same as a world-class general!" Zhou Ping cheered himself up in his stomach, but smiled on his face: "Then I wish the Zen master a triumphant return!"

After saying goodbye to Zhishan, Zhou Ping had just returned to the house and saw Xue Liangyu and the two of Xue Liangwu brothers coming in from the outside excitedly. Xue Liangyu said with a smile: "Brother Zhou, tomorrow is just a holiday (the rest day in ancient China, similar to Saturday and Sunday). This Liangshan Village is so boring that it is better to go down the mountain to go for a walk in Jeju City and visit your second brother by the way!"

Zhou Ping had just heard of the attack on Liao from Zhishan, and was secretly worried about the great disaster in the future. How could he still have the heart to go to Jeju City to play. But when he saw the Xue brothers' enthusiasm, he was embarrassed to make them excited and said, "Go, most of the soldiers in the village are thieves who have just been recruited, so I'd better stay!"

The Xue brothers are also aware of it. Although Zhou Ping was once a Tian Ke in their village, he has been in the career of the government in the past two years. Both Guardian Han and Eunuch Wu trust him very much. How dare he be despised by him in terms of dispatch or their boss? The two looked at each other and Xue Liangwu smiled and said, "Since the prison guard is staying in the village, let's stay as well, just train the soldiers."

"Okay, okay!" Zhou Ping smiled and said, "You two can't relax in training the soldiers. You two can wait for a while. I'll go change some clothes and patrol them together!" After that, Zhou Ping walked towards the inner room.

Seeing Zhou Ping leaving, Xue Liangyu complained in a low voice: "Third Brother, don't you think it's strange? We are not against the Western thieves here. Now the thieves have been almost settled, but Aping is still worried all day long, as if someone will call you tomorrow!"

"Be careful, there is no bad thing. Besides, don't you feel it? These days, the custodians have been prescient. Let's listen to him more!" Xue Liangwu said this, and looked around and lowered his voice: "Also, don't Aping and Aping scream in the future. Now he is a seventh-grade personal guard, our immediate boss, and even Mr. Han will call him "Juncheng" without a name. We are also of grade military officers now. You have to understand some rules. Do you think it's a farmer who used to poke a cow's butt in the field with a bamboo stick! Even if he has a large number of custodians, it will be bad for others to hear it!"

"What the third brother said is, I will be careful in the future!" Xue Liangyu was a little dejected by Xue Liangwu's words. At this time, Zhou Ping had already come out of it, changed into a soapy straight outfit, with his feet facing the sky and a pair of thin-soled fast boots on his feet. It was convenient to put it in, so he took the Xue brothers and the two of them to the schoolyard together.

The three of them were more than a hundred steps away from the school ground, and they heard the sound of drums. Zhou Ping accelerated his pace and soon arrived at the pavilion next to the school ground to observe the training. Judging from the situation of the soldiers, the training had just begun. Yang Wu, as a coach, stood on the spot platform, holding a flag in his hand, commanding the infantry to change the formation, so that the infantry on the front line would shrink the formation into a chessboard-shaped square, and let the infantry on the second line go forward through the gaps in the square formation to fill the gaps.

Zhou Ping stood in the pavilion and saw the practice, and couldn't help but shake his head slightly. The formation of the soldiers who were trained was not changed quickly and neatly enough. Most of these soldiers were just surrendered. Although they were all selected skillful men, they lacked training in the past. It would be fine if they were asked to row and leaps. If they were asked to line up in an orderly manner, it would be difficult to command the advance and retreat with the golden drum flag. They would still need to practice for a while.

"The custody seems to be far worse than the Zhuang Ding in our village!" Xue Liangyu said with a smile.

"Yeah!" Zhou Ping nodded, left the pavilion, and walked towards the Dianjiangtai. As soon as he got on the Dianjiangtai, Yang Wu hurriedly saluted him. Zhou Ping waved his hand and said, "No need to be too polite, continue practicing!"

Yang Wu responded, turned around and waved two order flags. The dots made the sound of drums below the stage. The team on the school field turned into three rows and strides forward, and no one looked around. Except for the footsteps of hundreds of legs stepping on the ground, there was no sound of speech or coughing. Seeing this scene, Xue Liangwu and Xue Liangyu both showed surprise expressions on their faces.

At the end of the schoolyard was a rocky beach. Stones of all sizes were scattered everywhere. In addition, a lot of rain a few days ago, because the terrain was low, the rainwater had accumulated there. The rocky beach was full of mud pits and small pools. Seeing that the mountain was about to approach the rocky beach, Yang Wu was about to wave the order of the underworld to call the gongs and let the mountain team turn back, but he heard Zhou Ping's voice behind him: "Beat the drum hard!"

Yang Wu was a little stunned, but he immediately understood what Zhou Ping meant and ordered to the audience in a deep voice: "Beat the drum hard, don't stop!"

When Li Cheng, who was the official of the drummer in the audience, heard the order, pushed away the hesitant drummer, snatched the drumstick, and beat the drums to the sky.

Zhang Guang was originally one of the more than 20 people from the prime minister who came to Jeju with Xue Liangchen and Zhou Ping. Now he is a flag head among more than a hundred people in training. He walked to the front with his hands holding a big flag. When he was facing the dot, he waved the flag in his hand according to the flag to let the soldiers of the same team know the direction of their progress. When he turned his back to the dot, he commanded the team according to the sound of gongs and drums. At this time, he had already walked to the edge of the school field, and there was a large mud pit in front of him, but there was a dense drum sound in his ears. People looked at each other, and some people even turned back to look at the flag on the dot, standing in place, waiting for Zhang Guang's flag. Zhang Guang looked back twice, and saw that the dot pointed the flag on the dot at the stage, as if cast iron. Only then did he understand and hurriedly put the

The flag pointed forward and shouted loudly, "Walk forward, don't look back!" The first one walked into the pool. Under the guidance of the flag head, people walked into the rocky beach. The temperature in September (lunar calendar) in Shandong was already very low, and wearing thorns was soaked in mud and water. It was really uncomfortable. In addition, the mud and rocks at the bottom of the pool were very difficult to walk in a queue. Some people kept falling to the ground, but the fallen people immediately got up and followed. Because the drum sound was very fast, and the flag held by Zhang Guang at the front always moved forward, no one dared to look back or look around. The horizontal line passed the rocky beach, and while tidied up the formation, it continued to move forward until the gong sounded, and then turned around and passed through the rocky beach again. With the flag in Yang Wu's hand, it turned into a three-row column and stopped in front of the point and the platform.

Zhou Ping walked down the stage with a pale face. He pulled Zhang Guang out first, kicked him hard, ordered him to kneel down, and then shouted to the rest of the officers in the team to kneel down, and then shouted to the rest: "Since ancient times, military commands have been relying on orders for moderation. If the orders are not strictly controlled, even if there are millions of people, they are just mobs. What's the use? No matter how high a martial arts skills are, they will be at most ten enemies and hundreds of enemies. But if you can all obey the orders, one hundred people will be one with one heart, and even if a thousand people are in front of you, they will be like a local chicken and a dog. When the battle is over, as long as the drums are not stopped, there will be water and fire in front, and they will also jump into the fire in the water; if the gong is ringing, there will be gold in front.
Chapter completed!