"There are men who are frightened before fighting, and horses who are sick and sweaty before they gallop. This is not a cowardly person, but a weak horse. It is a fault of lack of practice." [Wu Jing Zong Yao·Volume 2]
The sixth day of the fifth lunar month in the third year of Han Dynasty.
White Tiger Palace of Weiyang Palace.
The sun was shining brightly, and there were not many big shady trees in the vast square in front of the palace. Although it was for safety reasons to prevent assassins, it caused a heat wave in the square and the stone slabs were hot.
The phenomenon of feet.
In the past, the eunuchs and guards in the palace would try their best to walk in the shade of the walls, and even a few brave ones would hide under the cornices and corners of the palace to enjoy the cool air. But now, the square is full of people.
"Hou Zhe, how long do you think these people can stand in the sun?" Wang Chang, the tiger warrior standing in the shadow on the side of the White Tiger Palace, wiped the sweat from his forehead and asked in a low voice.
"These are the sons of good families recruited from the three auxiliary and six counties. They have been trained in bow and horse for a long time, so they are naturally stronger than the old and weak ones. But after all, they are new ones. They may not be able to hold on for another quarter of an hour.
"Habayashi Langhou stood with his halberd folded, looking coldly at the team below and said.
"Hey, speaking of the original group of people, it would be nice to say they were from the 5th Battalion of the Northern Army. I remember standing under the sun like this that day. In less than half an hour, a hundred of them fell down, and we went through the Shesheng Camp.
I can't find a hundred intact crossbows. You haven't seen the faces of those captains. They were red, white, and green, as if they were rouged." Wang Chang couldn't help but look back on the scene that day.
teased.
Hou Zhe didn't even smile: "I have never seen the embarrassment of the five captains of the Northern Army. I only know that that day, I waited for the Yulin Cavalry to follow the Tun Cavalry, and the Yue Cavalry and other battalions were pulled out by General Xu Zhonglang and ran around the city.
, when they came back, there were less than 200 of them still on the horse. If this had been left to our Yulin Army, General Zhonglang would have whipped him long ago. Even so, he had a sullen face and went back to talk to Gai Yulin Supervisor.
After a discussion, we were given a hard training. He said that we should take a warning and not slack off and act like the Northern Army."
"Ha, I guess you have suffered for the Northern Army." Wang Chang smiled even more happily; "You are really unjust."
"It's not unfair." Hou Zhe looked up at the dark clouds in the sky and said with emotion; "More than ten days ago, our Yulin and the Northern Army were on the same side, with the old and the weak mixed together, with more than 1,700 people every day.
Just for the sake of eating and drinking, it was not until the arrival of the new Zhonglang General and Yulin Supervisor that they eliminated the old and the weak and replenished the elite, which gave Yulin a new look."
Hou Zhe is a son of a good family. He was born as an orphan in Yulin. His parents were all martyrs who fought against the Qiang rebellion and sacrificed their lives for the country. Hou Zhe entered Yulin since he was a child. He has a desire to seal the wolf and live in Xu from the bottom of his heart, and he has continued to do so.
He worked hard, and even if the emperor was displaced, powerful ministers were in power, and the Southern and Northern armies were weakened, he would not change his ambition.
Wang Chang glanced at Hou Zhe with envy. His family also received a lot of money from the Han Dynasty, so why didn't he have the same wish as Hou Zhe? It's just that in comparison, Wang Chang was more opportunistic and tactful.
Nowadays, the emperor is young and handsome, full of vigor. The recent thunderous reorganization of Yulin, Huben and the Northern Army has made Wang Chang and other lower-level officials deeply aware of the emperor's determination to organize the army and prepare for war. Wang Chang is Hou Zhe's childhood friend.
Seeing how excited Hou Zhe was practicing all day long, he was also inspired and eager to start a career.
With veterans like Xu Rong on the battlefield and famous ministers like Gaishun, why should Yulin be unhappy? On the other hand, Huben, although there are servants and servants shooting Yang Zhong to supervise the army, but Yang Zhong is still a scholar after all, and they will be eliminated
He is old and weak, but when it comes to military training, how can he compare to Xu Rong?
This is what makes Wang Chang envious and jealous of Hou Zhe every day. The emperor values Yulin Cavalry more than any other army. Hou Zhe is not weak in bows and horses. He is a talented person and has a good background. It is only a matter of time before he is appreciated and promoted.
Problem, and I am in Huben, if I want to get the same situation as Hou Zhe, I have to put in more effort.
But this did not discourage Wang Chang. When Yang Zhong was ordered to rectify Huben, his positive performance quickly attracted the attention of Yang Zhong. It must not be long before he can get out of the way and achieve his childhood goals with Hou Zhe.
Fight alongside.
Wang Chang laughed and said: "Isn't this just what we want? The country wants to work hard, and we can't live in the past. You see, when the Northern Army is reorganized, I, Huben, should be led by a capable general.
, then it’s time for me to go into battle and make meritorious deeds!”
"That's what you said!" Hou Zhe turned around and agreed. However, he was confused and said: "What did you mean when you said that the leader of Huben was replaced by someone else? Did you hear something about it?"
Wang Chang let out a hey voice and said mysteriously to Hou Zhe: "I have also heard those officials talking about it. They said that the country believed that Ye Pushe was ignorant of the war and should not hold the military post, but it could not find a suitable successor for the time being.
, so we’ll just settle for it. Otherwise, why doesn’t the country just let Ye Zhe Pushe be transferred to General Hu Ben Zhonglang?”
The White Tiger Palace was spacious and cool. Xu Rong, who walked in from the hot weather outside, was a little uncomfortable at first, but he was a warrior after all, and the mere cold air was nothing. He and Gaishun beside him bowed their heads on the ground and said:
"The generals and ministers of Yu Lin are honored, and the supervisors of Yu Lin bow to your majesty!"
"Get up quickly!" The emperor waved his hand and asked Mu Shun to pull Xu Rong and others up. He couldn't help but look up and down. Xu Rong was tall and strong, and he was about forty-five or six years old. His hands were big.
Like a cattail leaf fan, it is mostly covered with calluses, and you can tell at a glance that he is a veteran who has been on the battlefield for many years. Xu Rong has a few strands of beard under his chin, which gives him a bit of the aura of a Confucian general.
The more the emperor watched, the happier he became. The recent smooth reorganization of the armies in the north and south made him even more satisfied with Xu Rong. He immediately smiled and said: "It's too late for you, general!"
Xu Rong looked ashamed, clasped his fists and said: "The grand master is in power, and I obeyed the orders and failed to serve His Majesty. It is really a dereliction of duty. Even if I was imprisoned for the crime, I would not complain. How could I be forgiven by Your Majesty?"
Given the great responsibilities and great kindness, even if I die ten thousand times, I will never be able to repay even one of them!"
"General Xu Zhonglang fought against Wuhuan in Liaodong, and he was ordered to bring elites to Beijing to form the Eighth School Lieutenant of Xiyuan. The late emperor trusted him and appointed him. Dong Zhuo used the imperial edict to coerce him, which was really a helpless move. Now that he is able to correct the chaos and serve the country, it is enough to show that China
General Lang is very loyal." Wang Bin, the lieutenant of the Northern Army on the side, twisted his beard and said with a smile.
The frail old man in front of him made Xu Rong dare not be careless. He knew that Wang Bin's status in the emperor's heart was extraordinary, so he naturally did not dare to offend him. Without even raising his eyelids, he quietly changed the subject: "The salary of eating the king."
, it is your duty to be loyal to your Majesty. Now your Majesty wants to do something, and I will take the salary of the Han Dynasty, but if there is an edict, I must do my best to support it!"