"You are the Minister of War of the imperial court and are in charge of the country's military strength. Now, I ask you, can you mobilize no less than 100,000 troops and horses within three days to support the southwest border? To defend the Nanzhao barbarians outside the city wall?"
Zhao Zheng turned his sharp eyes away from the Minister of War and looked at the Minister of Hubu, who is in charge of the world's granary: "And you, can you prepare enough food and armaments for 200,000 soldiers on the front line within three days?"
"Do you guys have any head coaches to recommend?" Zhao Zheng pointed to a few other people.
There are 300,000 Nanzhao barbarians, and the southwest border has a high wall and a great wall. Even if the Nanzhao barbarians are more powerful than Dahao soldiers, they still need two to three times the number of troops to cross the defense line and enter the southwest border.
Therefore, as long as more than 100,000 troops can be mobilized to go to the southwest within three days, we can guard the country's gate and prevent the attack of the Nanzhao barbarians.
As long as the war is stable and there is a coach in charge, the imperial court can spare no effort to investigate the purpose behind this attack by the Nanzhao barbarians and what exactly happened in Nanzhao.
"Well... Your Majesty, although I, Dahao, have millions of troops, they are all stationed in different places. If I want to mobilize a hundred thousand troops within three days, I'm afraid..." Cold sweat broke out on the forehead of the Minister of War.
However, he continued despite Zhao Zheng's unkind eyes: "Currently, the only ones that can be mobilized are the garrison of Zhongdu and some government soldiers, totaling 50,000 people..."
"Garrison? Government troops? Fifty thousand?" Zhao Zheng laughed angrily.
The garrison is equivalent to the reserve force. They are all new recruits who have just joined the army and are still undergoing basic training.
And the soldiers of the mansion...are people who have been raised in the mansion and have never been on the battlefield.
In this way, we can collect 50,000 yuan.
Sending these people to the battlefield in the southwest would probably not be enough for the Nanzhao barbarians to fill their teeth.
"You are really my good Minister of War!"
The king's chilling words made the Minister of War kneel down directly, "I am guilty!"
Zhao Zheng looked at the Secretary of the Ministry of Finance who was secretly wiping his sweat: "What about you? Do you also want to tell me that you, the Minister of the Ministry of Finance, can't get enough food and grass? Or do you want to tell me that I, the Great Hao, can't even fight a war?
get up?"
"I don't dare!" Shangshu of the Ministry of Finance also knelt on the ground with a 'plop' and said in a trembling voice: "Your Majesty clearly knows that the Ning family army has been stationed in the southwest for many years. Ten years ago, when General Ning was still in the southwest, in order to relieve the imperial court
To bear the burden, they launched the Ning family army to open up military fields in the southwest, trade with the local people, and purchase military supplies. Therefore, over the years, the Ning family army has been self-sufficient. It does not need food and armaments. It only needs military pay from the court... Oops!
"
Zhao Zheng was so angry that he stepped forward and kicked him on the shoulder.
Shangshu Hube leaned back and fell to the ground without daring to complain at all, but his body trembled even more.
"Your Majesty, calm down——!" The others also knelt down.
Zhao Zheng pointed at the nose of the Minister of the Ministry of Finance, and his face was livid with anger: "You, you have the nerve to say that! You, the Minister of the Ministry of Finance, can't even collect the food and armaments for the front line, why not go home and farm for me, at least you can still
Give me, Dahao, more food!"
"It's possible! It's possible! Your Majesty, what I mean is... because the Ning family's army has enough food and grass, the imperial court has not established an armament granary in the southwest. It needs to be deployed from elsewhere. Three or three days is not enough...
...Need, need a few more days..." After Shangshu finished speaking, his whole body shrank into a ball.
"Trash! A bunch of trash!" Zhao Zheng was so angry that his liver ached.
What kind of officials does his court have?
The Ning Family Army is usually self-sufficient. Now that there is a war, the first task of the soldiers is to go into battle to kill the enemy. The imperial court sends troops to support the southwest border. Is it possible that the Ning Family Army must contract the food and armament of these reinforcements?
When these words were spoken, even Emperor Dahao felt embarrassed!
"Your Majesty, Your Majesty... If you really don't have the conditions for a war, no, why not seek peace?" Someone said cautiously.
"Seek peace?" Zhao Zheng's eyes burst out with murderous intent, "Someone, drag him out and kill him!"
"Your Majesty! Your Majesty, please spare your life——!" The minister who proposed to sue for peace was shocked and knelt down to beg for mercy.
However, how could the guards guarding the outside show mercy?
Zhao Zheng's face was tense and he did not forgive him.
The minister was also dragged out directly by the guards who came in, and then a scream came from outside.
Zhao Zheng glanced at the others with cold eyes: "Is there anyone else in the Qing family who wants to ask for peace?"
Who dares?!
Don't you want to die?
"Your Majesty, the Nanzhao barbarians have violated my Tianwei, so of course I, Dahao, cannot seek peace. And although this war is strange, it is still an opportunity."
Zhao Zheng turned his eyes and looked at the person who had not spoken since he came in.
"King Jingnan said this is an opportunity?" Zhao Zheng's eyes softened a little.
The King of Jingnan he mentioned was his cousin.
At that time, before and after Zhao Zheng ascended the throne, the court was unstable and suffered from internal and external troubles. This cousin contributed a lot and has always been Zhao Zheng's confidant.
King Jingnan nodded, "Since the Ning family army has been leaderless, the 100,000 Ning family troops in the southwest are all controlled by deputy generals. Your Majesty has not appointed a new commander."
Zhao Zheng sighed heavily, "It's not that I don't want to, it's just that I don't have a suitable candidate."
King Jingnan nodded again: "Yes! The Ning Family Army has always been one of our Dahao's main forces. The southwest region has been relatively stable in recent years. Whoever your Majesty sends to take over as the head coach will make the Ning Family Army feel dissatisfied."
Zhao Zheng frowned.
What King Jingnan said made him feel slightly uncomfortable, but he could not deny that it was the truth.
"So, this matter has been postponed until now. Now that the war has started, the southwest needs a coach to take charge of the overall situation. No one from the Ning family can go to the battlefield. Your Majesty just takes this opportunity to appoint a new coach. On the battlefield, the strong will be the leader.
Your Majesty, as long as the new commander can intimidate the Ning family army and lead the army to retreat from the enemy, he can subdue the unruly Ning family army. By then, the military power in the southwest will be returned to your majesty, so I say, this is an opportunity."
King Jingnan's words made Zhao Zheng think deeply. "Who does King Jingnan think can be the head coach?"
"I happen to have a few people..."
"Your Majesty! My veteran Ning Yan has asked for orders to go to war! Please give me your permission!"
Before King Jingnan finished speaking, he was interrupted by a voice coming from the door.
His eyes darkened, and he looked calmly at the door, and saw Ning Yan walking in with a tall and straight figure, majestic and majestic.
Everyone present was well-informed and knew that Ning Yan's body had recovered.
However, they did not expect that a person who had been lying in bed for so many years and almost died several times would be so energetic just after recovering. How could he look like he was recovering from a serious illness?
What they didn't know was that without Ning Qingyan's accidental spiritual rain, Ning Yan would not have recovered so quickly.
Ning Yan, on the other hand, ignored the eyes of others on him, strode up to Zhao Zhen, and asked for a fight with his hands clasped in fists: "Your Majesty, Ning Yan is still young, please fight!"