While Monk Wanyan Chen frowned, the cavalrymen waited quietly.
The bodyguards and soldiers were all elite soldiers carefully selected from the army, and they were all very handsome, but even among these people, Monk Wanyan Chen stood out.
The ermine leather guard around his waist is tied tightly, making his shoulders look broad and his waist is very thin, but it contains a lot of strength; the real brocade flower robe covered by the armor is also very close to the body, and the ups and downs of the armor feel like It fit the undulations of his muscles, like a leopard ready to burst out to kill its prey.
"General, we can retreat..."
One of his subordinates subconsciously called out, but immediately swallowed the second half of the sentence.
At the beginning of the formation of the personal guard army, the soldiers all had backgrounds and meritorious deeds. They were dissatisfied with each other, let alone surrendered to Monk Wanyan Chen, a Jurchen, and wanted to vent their anger on him. But then the two Over the years, Guo Ning patrolled everywhere, and his bodyguards often ran rampant on the battlefield to wipe out various rebellions. In the process, Monk Wanyan Chen became like a sword that became sharper and sharper as it was sharpened, making the mentality of his subordinates change from disobedience to extreme. Dissatisfied.
Just now, Monk Wanyan Chen led his troops against the Mongolian light cavalry, which showed that he was extremely familiar with the Mongolian fighting style and was able to grasp the fleeting fighter opportunities. Not to mention his bravery and ferocity during the battle.
At this moment, when he waved away the enemy's flesh and blood attached to his shoulder, his expression was cold and solemn, and there was a little regret in his eyes, as if he was contemptuous of the enemy. For a moment, his subordinates did not dare to disturb him.
In fact, Monk Wanyan Chen was not as cold as they thought. The reason for his expression was actually because he felt sorry for his newly bought military robe.
In the Zhou army, ordinary soldiers all wore uniform gray military robes. Guo Ning always wore ordinary gray military robes without any other decorations. But this move was a bit deliberate to show that he shared the joys and sorrows with the soldiers, and other generals did not want to be like them. The emperor doesn't need to win people's hearts, and he can't do what Guo Ning does.
After the Great Zhou Dynasty, the military and political system suffered a lot. The dress code issued by the Marshal's Office was quite different from that of the previous dynasty. During this period, most senior officers went to specialized shops to buy brocades, and then asked people to make custom-made military robes. , Monk Wanyan Chen is not exempt from vulgarity.
But when he served as the captain of Anping a few years ago, he often used his own money to subsidize the soldiers. Over the past few years, money was very tight.
After the guards became the leading officers, their salaries were quite high, but living in Zhongdu was not easy. The prices of mansions from Daxing Prefecture to Tianjin Prefecture have been rising these days. Monk Wanyan Chen wanted to marry his brother Wanyan Xielie pooled his money together to buy two houses to live in together, so he didn't dare to spend money randomly.
So he bought a total of five of these true brocade robes that fit the status of the emperor's personal army commander, costing two hundred guan... Now there are only four left. The robes are not the same as the armor. If the armor is damaged, as long as Just replace the damaged nail leaves. If the whole robe is stained with blood, isn’t that the end?
Thinking of this, Monk Wanyan Chen felt very sad and his face became colder and colder.
A few years ago, he was still thinking about serving Dai Jin until death, and he also wanted to show his righteousness, establish special honors and become famous in the world. But who could have imagined that Dai Jin was more fragile than he imagined, and he seemed to be abandoned by the world. It's the same, it's just death, no one is particularly sad.
After the city of Kaifeng was broken, Jurchen generals including Wanyan Congtan, Wanyan Xielie and other Jurchen generals surrendered one after another. Monk Wanyan Chen wanted to die but failed. After his own anger was vented, it was difficult to recover. Guo Ning also
Emperor Wanyan Shouzhong, who had abdicated the throne of Xingding, came to persuade him, and Ni Yi, who knocked him unconscious with an ax, often came to visit him in the yard where he was under house arrest.
Two months later, Monk Wanyan Chen became an officer of the new dynasty without any hesitation. Then he found that he had changed from an excited young man to a man whose career was in the army, and his life lacked a lot of passion and blood. He
What I calculate with my brother every day is how much I can save on this month’s salary, and whether I can ask a few more farmers to ask; or whether there is a business somewhere that seems very profitable, and whether I can get involved.
one time.
It's depressing enough to go from a loyal minister who is full of justice to being paid to do things. And you have to watch your money suffer! Damn it, it's all my fault. Can't you change into a cloth robe and make it again?
Look at the companions around you. Almost all of them have made preparations and have been changed for fighting.
Clothes. Monk Wanyan Chen is not a child who has just entered the battlefield. He will not know this common sense.
But Monk Wanyan Chen grew up in Fengzhou on the front line of Mongolia and Jin Dynasty, and countless relatives and family members around him died at the hands of the Mongols. For him, the battle with the Mongols represents something too heavy, and it is something he has been looking forward to.
A long-term release allowed him to give himself an explanation and explanation for joining the new dynasty.
Therefore, just the battle between the sentinels and cavalry between the two armies had aroused his extremely intense emotions, so much so that he rushed back and forth several times, almost single-handedly disrupting the rhythm of the Mongols' advance and retreat, even though he was covered in blood.
I don't care at all.
Fortunately, the battle ended quickly, and Monk Wanyan Chen relaxed his mood quickly and began to feel sorry for his robes and armor.
"General, general!"
Seeing that Monk Wanyan Chen's eyes gradually became calmer, the subordinate who had reminded him earlier turned his horse over and called again.
"Huh? What's wrong?"
"General, the cavalry of the Longxiang Army came up and told us to get out of the way and not block their advance. The officer leading the team also complained that we fought too hard and took away their credit... Don't worry, General, I glared hard.
Go back!"
Monk Wanyan Chen immediately scolded: "Why are you glaring? Why don't you be polite? You have done everything to grab credit, why can't you let others feel comfortable? Are you stupid?"
The subordinate was scolded by Monk Wanyan Chen and didn't care at all. Several other people responded in succession, surrounding their general and riding towards the side of the field.
The subordinate said this specifically as a joke, and Monk Wanyan Chen could tell. He probably looked too ugly just now and frightened everyone, so he tried a few words.
All the officers and soldiers of the Zhou army have merits of serving the dragon, and are favored by the emperor. They have status, wealth, and their children and grandchildren have a bright future. Therefore, as long as their qualifications are high enough, even ordinary soldiers dare to win in front of the officers. This is
It is very different from the army of Da Jin, where the officers treated the soldiers as humble lackeys. As for the Song Dynasty in the Southern Dynasties, soldiers had to wear tattoos to prevent escape, which is even more ridiculous compared to the Da Zhou Dynasty.
At this time, the sound of hoofbeats rumbled, and the cavalry of Longxiang Army began to press forward.
There are two emperor's imperial guards. Although their respective responsibilities are different, there will inevitably be overlap and competition. At this moment, many knights stared at Monk Wanyan, Chen and others with displeasure, as if they were really robbed.
Not satisfied with the credit.
Under the command of Monk Wanyan Chen, the bodyguards backed down a few steps. Someone playfully picked up a Mongolian peaked helmet with the tip of a knife and turned it around, but it was not excessive and no one really glared.
past.
After all, the two sides are colleagues, and they know each other's level very well. In the eyes of the bodyguards, the knights of the Longxiang Army are undoubtedly elite, and the fierce murderous intent when they march cannot be concealed at all. Most of them have lives on their hands.
Many of them can be at ease on the battlefield.
Especially the two-gun general who led the team, Gao Xin, the right deputy commander of the Longxiang Army. He was obviously a bandit, but he liked to dress like a nobleman. At this time, he was wearing a gorgeous robe, which was extremely conspicuous, just like the killing army.
A large butterfly floated through the formation.
Seeing Monk Wanyan Chen standing in the queue of guards, Gao Xin raised his hand repeatedly to signal, and Monk Wanyan Chen also waved in response.
Then Gao Xin rushed over on horseback: "Brother Liangzuo! I'm looking for you!"
Monk Wanyan Chen asked hurriedly: "But what are your orders?"
"If I, Gao, have something to do, I can't come to you?" Gao Xin laughed and said, "Didn't we bump into Shi Qing, the defense envoy of Tongzhou, on our way north a while ago? This guy had an idea before and planned to expand the wool spinning factory in northern Xinjiang.
..."
"Ahem...General Gao, let's talk about this after the war..."
"Now let's say one thing, just one thing!"
Gao Xin stretched out two fingers from his left hand and one finger from his right hand, and waved them in front of Monk Wanyan Chen. He lowered his voice, and there was still a faint smell of alcohol in his mouth: "I know you and your brother have something on hand.
Those who have little money, don’t plan to buy a yard, just rent it and live in it. Let’s jointly invest in a wool spinning factory. We have all the materials, labor, and sales. The profit will be at least two cents a year, and it will double in four or five years!”
Two cents profit! Double the profit!
Monk Wanyan Chen's heart skipped a beat, and then he shook his head violently to throw the thought out of his mind.
It's a war! Facing the tens of thousands of Mongolian Golden Family's main force, this is a big battle!
Even if we come prepared and face a strong enemy, we still don’t know how many people will be buried on the battlefield. As a general, it is too late to boost morale. Is it too frivolous and arrogant to think about these things before the battle?
When Monk Wanyan Chen was about to give Gao Xin some advice, Gao Xin patted him on the shoulder and urged his horse to run back to his team. A few feet away, he shouted again: "Remember this! The battle is over.
, I’m here to find you, let’s eat barbecue and calculate the details at the same time!”
While Gao Xin was shouting, an ordinary soldier in the knight queue of Longxiang Army complained loudly: "General Gao, I can see your gesture! Is it 20%? How can you agree to 20%?"
"
"Shut up! Shut up!" Gao Xin pulled out a short spear and smashed it on the knight's helmet.
"Damn..."
Monk Wanyan Chen couldn't help but murmured a curse.
As a general in charge of the army, he talks about financial benefits and has no scruples. This is a bit too much in the eyes of Monk Wanyan Chen. But Gao Xin is a son-in-law who cannot change his habits, so what should he say?
, but it makes people angry.
Even the soldiers around Gao Xin were not affected at all. Their morale was undoubtedly extremely high.
On the way north this time, Monk Wanyan Chen kept feeling that something was wrong. Now it suddenly occurred to him that the wrong thing was right here.
The imperial court sent an army deep into the grasslands for the first time. This was a battle between the Central Plains and the grasslands to change offensive and defensive positions. It was also a battle of deterrence before Genghis Khan led his army back to the grasslands. It was also a battle of revenge for many soldiers.
But what he saw along the way was that only those soldiers who came directly from Northern Xinjiang could not suppress their anger for revenge. The closer the war approached, the clearer he saw that many other soldiers also had a fire in their hearts, but inside that fire
, the hatred of being massacred and humiliated over the years only accounts for part of it, but more of the desire to fight and to gain profits through war.
This kind of army is not at all like the king's division that Monk Wanyan Chen saw in the history books. The soldiers of this army rarely talk about loyalty, benevolence and righteousness, but instead show their pursuit of wealth without any scruples.
…
How can such an army be so capable of fighting?
Monk Wanyan Chen has witnessed with his own eyes over the past few years that many people in the government and the public of the Great Zhou Dynasty are also busy with business. They have formed intertwined interests with each other, tied their personal interests with the interests of the Great Zhou Dynasty, and used the Great Zhou Dynasty to
Its power continues to extend, forming a chain of interests extending from northern Xinjiang to the South China Sea...
Shouldn't such a court usher in chaos and destruction in the last days?
It is said in the classics of the Han people that there is no need to call it profit, it is just benevolence and righteousness. When Monk Wanyan Chen was studying, he felt that this was a truth that was never easy to learn, and it was the right way to achieve great ambitions in the world. Why is it that the world in front of us is the opposite?
?
Everyone knows that the Emperor Guo Ning of the Great Zhou Dynasty and his close subordinates were mostly grassroots bandits based in Tangluoli, Hebei Province. Guo Ning did have a grand strategy, and his subordinates were also outstanding, so they were able to win the big gold.
Instead, even if they become emperors and ministers, they still use the same grass bandit tactics to govern the country and the army, paying attention to the big scales to divide gold and big scales to divide silver. The big shots drink wine and eat meat, while the people below chew bones and drink soup?
With their behavior, they should have swallowed up all the interests of the world immediately, causing the people to live in dire straits. But the Great Zhou Dynasty happened to be prosperous, and both scholars, farmers, merchants, and soldiers were high-spirited and living a good life.
If you think about it further...
Of course, the Great Zhou Dynasty was a thoroughly Han regime, and Guo Ning never concealed his intention to integrate many foreign races into the Han family in the court. However, this Han regime was completely different from the gentleness of the Song Dynasty in the Southern Dynasty.
If it is too much to say that the warrior group headed by Guo Ning is covered with a layer of Han system, but in its bones, it is full of the greed and power of the Jurchens and the rise of the Mongols. Even the people who welcomed back the emperor's parents and ancestors
Operation should have been the most important thing for the Zhou court
, the result was also used as an excuse to intervene in the grassland.
Let alone the Song Dynasty, even in the Jin Dynasty, dozens of Confucian ministers would have to accuse someone of trying to trap the emperor into being unfilial.
However, no one in the Zhou Dynasty court said this. At most, some people were vaguely opposed to the use of troops. The emperor's response was to go to the grassland in person.
The newly born Great Zhou Dynasty used this method to advance all the way. It had gone through hundreds of battles without any disadvantages before, and I am afraid that it will also be unfavorable in the future!
There must be a subtle truth in this, but I haven't understood it yet, and I haven't figured it out yet. Fortunately, I, Monk Wanyan Chen, still have time to see it, and I have the opportunity to make meritorious deeds and be rewarded, and then I will slowly understand it!
Monk Wanyan Chen tore off his blood-stained military robe and threw it on the ground.
"Keep an eye on the flag of the Chinese army, and you have to be busy next!" He shouted to his subordinates.
After the Zhou army suddenly appeared, Belgutai was taken aback. He immediately ran from the front of his own army to the north, shouting and adjusting the positions of his troops along the way.
Wherever his horse passed, there were hundreds of Mongolian households holding high shining iron weapons. He was accompanied by hundreds of cavalry. The knights were all short and stocky, with big muscles and round waists.
The essence extracted from the mouths of hundreds of thousands of Mongolian Uluths is part of Qixue's army.
More than a hundred steps behind Belgutai, several Qianhu Nayans rode with their own guards.
"Han'er is just dozens of miles away. The outposts of the two armies have already fought. Our army has suffered a lot...Han'er is much more difficult to deal with than before." Someone whispered.
Another person said: "Beelgutai has carefully learned the Han military formation method. At this time, his soldiers are gathering together and they are full of confidence. The key to winning this battle lies in the new army he has trained."
"Win?" The first person squinted at the latter and sneered repeatedly: "God is immortal, why do you talk such nonsense?"