An hour ago, although he went out, Su Ce found that the captain's office was still on a two-meal system, and it was not time to rest at noon. Su Ce took Xiang Hao and Jiang Lan to inspect the arsenal of the prince Zuo Lie.
In the middle warehouse, the three large warehouses have obviously been cleaned recently.
The armor is thick, the soldiers are sharp, and the central warehouse is complete with supplies. Obviously, these are all allocated to Zuo Lute.
The iron armor Su Ce wore had its armor plates replaced with black paint. Compared to the shiny silver armor plates, Su Ce still preferred wearing black clothes and black armor.
This armor will always remind Su Ce not to make mistakes.
Soldiers, weapons!
Generals in charge should remind themselves all the time.
"You two have armor at home. You will wear it when you are on duty in the future. The military robe is fine for daily wear, but it will be inconvenient in emergencies." Su Ce counted the numbers lightly and closed the book in his hand.
The son was handed over to Zhao Zaitu.
"Here!"
"Here!"
Although they are the grandsons of the Duke, they are not arrogant and understand what good words mean and what connivance means.
After chatting all the way, we turned around and arrived at the Victory Building. The location of the Victory Building is in Pingkangfang. The smell of rouge and gouache is very strong. Most of the diners in the Victory Building are soldiers wearing armor.
It was very incongruous for these two people with different identities to be in the same place. The diners in Deshenglou felt as if they had gone to an ordinary restaurant, but this was not a silent resistance from the soldiers.
Guard the country and fight to the death.
For the sake of peace and tranquility in the world, the bustling Pingkangfang at night is like a scar branded on the body of the soldiers.
“Twelve villages are gathering mulberry leaves, and thirteen disasters have caused families to have no food.
Aweng cried and sold his daughter, and learned the pipa song at the age of sixteen.
There are no tears in Pingkang Square, and the guests are full of joy.
My brother is fighting for his future, when will he redeem his sister and return home?"
Suddenly a singer came singing by the window. Pingkangfang was the most deserted during the day.
Su Ce saw many diners of both young and old. The older ones clenched their hands and wanted to fight with their knives. The younger ones felt their stomachs growl due to the delicious food in front of them.
"My sisters are selling and singing to survive.
When I am on the battlefield, why should I fear my old enemy?
My sister, please others and seek life.
I am on the mountain of corpses, why should I fear casualties!
The daughter’s tears, the government’s military disgrace!
How sad! How sad!”
Su Ce saw a gray-haired soldier with cloudy eyes.
He was extremely hungry, but Su Ce had lost his appetite for the delicious food on the table.
A captain pulled out a horizontal sword, the scabbard collided with the horizontal sword, and chanted an ancient war song. The elderly diners in the Victory Building sang along, as if they had just come out of Zhechong Mansion to take turns guarding the army.
"I am wearing iron armor and carrying a long sword. I am fighting with you. The road is long.
We share the same hatred against the enemy, and we share life and death. We fight with our sons, and our hearts are not sluggish.
Walking on the swallows, chasing the wild children. Fighting with the son, singing fearlessly."
It’s just that today’s songs are more sad.
The singing stopped abruptly after three times.
The veterans had tears in their eyes, and the recruits didn't know whether to put the food in their mouths or on their plates.
"Don't look at me. It's my first time coming to this place, but even if I've been here before, at least I know we haven't put the swords and guns in the warehouse and the horses are released in Nanshan!" Su Ce brought these two deputy leaders to the Victory Building.
Improvised.
He had heard Li Chang say not to come to Pingkangfang during the day, because the songs in Pingkangfang during the day would make people heartbroken, so when Su Ce guessed that the two princes were looking for a guide, this was the first place that came to his mind.
The generals who leave Beijing for battle will come to the Victory Tower the day before they leave. Only in this way will they no longer be merciful on the battlefield. Only in this way will the generals' hands be stained with blood and they will do things that destroy humanity.
Understand your responsibilities.
"Are you full?" Su Ce looked at the messy table. It had been a long time since the two children had hot food.
"You're full, Wei Shu!" Xiang Hao put down the chicken drumstick that he had chewed without any chicken left. Jiang Lan didn't say anything and drank the chicken soup in a few big gulps.
Suddenly, on the other side, there was the cry of the new recruits, and they were crying loudly: "Boss, why? Why?"
The veteran sitting next to him held down the recruit and shouted loudly: "Why? Because we have little land, because we can't feed these women. Why, draw your sword! Who to kill? Who will you kill with your cross sword?"
The recruit put away his horizontal sword and said with firm eyes: "Kill the enemy!"
"Where is the enemy?" the veteran asked next.
"On the border! In the country!" The recruit put away his sword.
The veteran helped the recruit wipe the snot and tears from his face.
Embarrassedly, he pulled the recruit and beat his chest in salute to the surrounding people: "I saw the blood and my knife was blunt. Bring me here to sharpen it! Comrades, don't be offended!"
At this time, whether it was the Zhonglang General of Nanya or the Shenwu Military Colonel of Beiya, the officers whose military positions were more than ten ranks higher than this ordinary soldier, stood up as if they had discussed it.
Beat your chest and salute to the veteran.
The world is miserable, and Fu Bing only knows that if there is more land, more people can be fed. When people are full, there will be less misery in the world.
Su Ce was a little envious of the veteran. At least his soldier understood one of Fu Bing's answers through a meal, but he, the two foodies, only knew how to eat.
Through observation just now, Su Ce found that Jiang Lan, a quiet boy, was the most powerful of the two.
A dog that bites doesn't bark, and a soldier that doesn't scream to kill is the most ferocious.
Returning to the leadership mansion in the afternoon, Su Ce looked through the military books on the bookshelf. Su Ce himself was promoted due to his merit, but it was his bravery.
But Su Ce is not yet qualified to lead troops, so there are military books bought in Suzhuang's study, but they are all superficial. The ones displayed here are all military books written by masters of military art in the army.
The high level of Prince Ten Rate allows a person to have a much higher starting point than others from the very beginning.
But what is really precious is an environment where you can easily get the military books that foreign tribes have purchased with tens of thousands of dollars, and where you can deploy the soldiers that are ordered and prohibited.
The prince's military strength is weak because this is the cradle of generals.
When the prince was assassinated, it was enough to punish only the two left and right guards at the time. But the reason why there were hundreds of people who had lost their titles and demoted their posts was because these people had forgotten the real purpose of the prince's 10th rate, which was to serve the 16th guard of the South Government and the 16th Guards of the North Government.
The Sixth Yamen Army cultivates generals.
The frontier army has its own inheritance, and among the sixteen guards of Nanya who are only separated by a wall, 50% are from Prince Shisui.
Many things are intertwined. Why was the Victory Building with a military background built in Pingkangfang? Why was Pingkangfang built at the foot of the imperial city? Is it to train future generals to command the army?
Su Ce had only a smattering of knowledge about these things, but Su Ce was a man of two generations and had seen a lot. Many things could be roughly figured out through clues and reasoning.
Su Ce will not make these things clear. Those who truly understand the relationship will maintain this secret, just like the military asking Pingkangfang to remind him not to forget the battle at all times.
It’s just that the two people I took with me today just wanted to eat.
The food at Deshenglou is very expensive, and veterans can't afford it with their salaries. Most of them were ordered by lieutenant colonels in order to provide more young people in their own army.
The armor is unique in the world. Underneath the armor are human beings. Swords run across the battlefield, and those who hold the swords are also human beings.
Only if the people's hearts are not forgotten, the army of Daqian will not be corrupted.
The military generals are rude and the civilian officials are refined. This is just what the civilian officials shout out to belittle the military generals. The strategies of civilian officials are not about interests, but the strategies of military commanders are human lives. Which one is strong and which one is weak depends on the heart of the people.
Later, when he was off duty, Su Ce had to follow Jiang Lan to the Duke of Qi's mansion to meet with the Duke of Qi. As one of the six highest-ranking people in the Daqian army and one of the six nobles, Su Ce was also curious about what kind of person the Duke of Qi was.