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Chapter 364

Since the beginning of the war, Zhao Zhen was in a high degree of tension. The decades of literary and military play can not change overnight.

He has many ambitions and ideas, to promote profits and eliminate disadvantages, and to leave a prosperous peace for his descendants. But only when he really does it, he knows how difficult it is.

After rectification, the Hebei Legion could use less than 70,000 people. Compared with the Liao Kingdom, the Great Song Dynasty, which has always been known for its large number of people, could not have achieved an advantage in military strength. How could Zhao Zhen not be ashamed?

"Di Aiqing, my military system in the Song Dynasty has really been subject to this point?"

Di Qing dared not hide it, "Reporting to the saint, the lack of salary is a chronic disease of all ages. Moreover, over the past few decades, the court has lacked the rules for selecting generals, which has made the generals unlucky and have no other ability except to make money and bribe their bosses."

Di Qing concealed the real reason. As a kind person, Di Qing would not sue the criminal complaint casually, even if the evidence is conclusive!

The martial arts of the Song Dynasty were also divided into three levels: the answer, the imperial examination, and the palace examination. The most important one was the imperial examination, which was chaired by the Ministry of War. If it was difficult to avoid shady scandals in the imperial examinations in history, then the military examinations were all black from the inside out. Because the Song Dynasty had high requirements for military generals, I hope that civil and military talents would be qualified for archery, horses, riding, and shooting, and could write articles to pass the imperial examinations.

The seemingly reasonable design is just for fun!

First of all, the difficulty of riding and shooting at the archery is reduced, and you can pass it with a few practices. On the contrary, those with real skills will not gain the advantage.

As for exams, this is even more nonsense. If you can write articles in a colorful way, why don’t you take exams? Why do you waste your energy?

Moreover, it is really difficult to distinguish between good and bad when you pick a scholar in articles.

To put it bluntly, those who were praised from martial arts are all half-baked, their skills are not very good, and their writing skills are common, and they are typical wasteful snacks. Looking at the entire Song Dynasty, no famous minister or general was recruited from martial arts.

Of course, everyone sees the decline of the martial arts, but in the final analysis it is a lack of talent. During the Qingli New Policy, Fan Zhongyan proposed to imitate the official schools in various places, establish martial arts, and cultivate talents.

The idea is very good, but unfortunately, martial arts only lasted for 100 days and ended in a bleak situation. The reason is very simple, no one signed up at all!

The Song Dynasty owed too much debt to the Song Dynasty.

Zhao Zhen looked around and found that except for Di Qing who could counsel military aircraft, no one else could do it. In the local area, there were even fewer generals who led the troops. In recent years, only Wang Liangjing was barely emerging, and the rest of Yang Huaiyu and others were still too young.

When it comes to war, Wang Deyong, who was in his seventies, had to pull Wang Ning'an to make up for the count!

Faced with such a miserable situation, Zhao Zhen really wanted to cry, but he wanted to cry without tears!

"No matter what, when this war is over, I will revive martial arts and truly cultivate generals who can lead troops to fight."

Hearing Zhao Zhen's words, Di Qing couldn't stop crying and sighed very much, "Since that's true, I am blessed in the Song Dynasty!"

Zhao Zhen smiled bitterly, "It's just a remedy, I hope it's not too late!"

The king and his ministers had just finished discussing, but suddenly there was an urgent delivery. Zhao Zhen had ordered that all those sent from Hebei would be delivered directly to the imperial court. No matter how long it was, it would be denied. If it was delayed for a moment, it would be considered as delaying the military opportunity.

Zhao Zhen picked up Wang Deyong's urgent delivery. Before he finished reading, he was so anxious that he slapped the table.

"Absurd, absurd!"

Zhao Zhen was angry. Wang De was so old that how could he let him go to Bazhou to support him? Is there really no one in the Song Dynasty?

Seeing the emperor's extremely angry, Di Qing looked blue and purple. He hurriedly bowed and asked for the reason. Zhao Zhen held back his anger and handed it to Di Qing.

"Look at it!"

After taking it, I looked it from beginning to end, Di Qing also had a fever on his face. It was a shame, it was such a great shame! I wish I could find a crack in the ground to get in.

But Di Qing finally understood military affairs better than Zhao Zhen. He thought for a while, "Your Majesty, I think that the Old General Wang is more familiar with the situation in front of the army. Although he took risks in going to Bazhou, he was more than enough to defend the city with the experience of the old general. Moreover, the father and son of the Wang family, one has many strange strategies and the other can fight, and the other is accustomed to fighting. With the strength of their hands, it may not be impossible to severely damage the Liao soldiers."

Note that Di Qing used heavy damage, and he couldn't believe that the Wang family army could win.

Di Qing suggested to Zhao Zhen that the 5,000 Jingsai cavalry in the capital should be prepared to go to war immediately. If there is a loss in the battlefield in Hebei, Di Qing is willing to lead the troops himself and fight to the death with the Liao bandits!

Zhao Zhen was helpless, but there was no other way. In the next few days, the emperor was very upset and he didn't go to the queen's palace to visit the little prince, for fear of bringing bad emotions over.

Because of his momentary anger, he actually blamed several palace maids and eunuchs, and some were beaten to be disabled.

Afterwards, Zhao Zhen regretted it very much, but he just couldn't control it. He seemed to be about to explode at any time, especially when facing several husbands in the court, he had no good expression.

Zhao Zhen repeatedly urged food and salary, and at the same time ordered Jia Changchao to refer to the scale of the official school. Each official school must correspond to a martial arts. The number of enrollment on both sides must be equal, and martial arts must have more subsidies, and war horses and bows and arrows must be given...

The emperor's so arrogant martial arts made many civil officials feel uncomfortable and opposed it. But at this moment, who has the courage to write a letter?

In this way, the situation lasted for five days, Hebei sent an urgent delivery again. This time it was Wang Ning'an. He reported to Zhao Zhen that Yelu Hongji took a detour to attack the Baoding army. The Cangzhou soldiers had already been dispatched to intercept Yelu Hongji.

This emergency delivery came, and the Political Affairs Hall immediately exploded.

What a joke? Yelu Hongji has 40,000 people. How many soldiers in Cangzhou are there? How many less than 20,000 people can be dispatched? According to Wang Ning'an, there are only 10,000 people!

One against four!

What are you? Heavenly soldiers and generals?

It’s almost the same to transfer the troops and horses. It’s a dream to rely on ten thousand people to defeat the Liao army. Moreover, Yelu Hongji is the prince of the Liao Kingdom, and his men and horses are all the elites of the Liao Kingdom. How could he be a joke!

"The old minister thought that he should immediately issue an order to Lord Wang, so that he should be cautious and not underestimate the enemy." Zeng Gongliang spoke.

Han Qi's eyes were circling, and he wanted to stand up and say a few words, but the problem was that Han Qi felt that Wang Ning'an was very evil. He had to make a comeback many times, and he had to make it happen!

This is the case with the Battle of Copper Prices, and the same is true for the Bohai Kingdom... If it happens again, Mr. Han will have no shame to hang out in the court.

To be on the safe side, he could only wink at Wang Yaochen and let him speak.

Wang Yaochen had no choice but to stand up.

"Prime Minister Zeng Shu, in my opinion, it is too late to issue an order to Lord Wang at this time. I am afraid that even the Baoding Army may not be able to be protected!"

Zeng Gongliang said with a dark face: "Grandpa Wang, don't talk nonsense and disturb the morale of the army!"

Wang Yaochen chuckled and said, "It's not that I mean it. However, Lord Wang is young and energetic. He doesn't know the importance of it. With 10,000 troops, how can he defeat the 40,000 cavalry of the Liao Kingdom? It's a trivial matter if he was defeated, but the gates of Hebei are open and the capital is uneasy. The consequences are so serious. I really don't know who can bear it!"

He wanted to continue talking, but Jia Changchao saw that Zhao Zhen's face turned pale, and he was obviously very unhappy. He couldn't stop talking.

"Grandpa Wang, this is not the time to speak sarcastic words. If you have a way to take it out, think about it more if you don't have a way, don't talk casually!"

God is pitiful to see that Wang Yaochen is also a deputy minister, and he was taught a lesson by others as a child. He rushed to his forehead and his hair stood up!

"What else can I do! Of course, it is to strengthen my vigilance. I must first protect the safety of the capital, and then send someone to the Daming Mansion to supervise the army. If the Liao soldiers break through the Daming Mansion, it will be too late!"

At this time, Wang Yaochen turned his gaze to Di Qing and said coldly: "Secretary Di Shu, now you are the only one who can fight well in the court. I am afraid that you will take charge of the overall situation in Hebei. Will the general situation Di Shu will not refuse?"

Di Qing heard Wang Yaochen's ridicule, and there was no way. Wang Yaochen was the top scorer at the time and was very glorious. At that time, Di Qing was still a thief-competing army, and others envied the top scorer. However, Di Qing, who was young and frivolous, said that he might not be as good as the top scorer...

Decades have passed, and Di Qing has indeed become the Privy Councilor, and his position is higher than that of the top scholar.

From then on, people were full of awe of Di Qing. When they mentioned him, they always liked to pull out the top scholar of that year. Especially in recent years, Wang Yaochen was frequently pulled out to whip the corpse, which made Wang Xianggong extremely depressed. His prejudice against the martial artist became deeper and deeper, and he had reached a point of paranoidness.

Di Qing is usually very polite to all his husbands, and even treats them with respect, but his reluctance cannot be exchanged for respect, and they become more and more powerful.

Di Qing's face was gloomy and finally said loudly: "Grandpa Wang, Di is not a person who is afraid of death. If you really need it, Di will never regret it! Now that Bazhou is not lost, Lord Wang has the right to assert that the Liao soldiers are going to come over before they are defeated. It is nonsense! Your Majesty, in the opinion of my minister, Lord Wang is at least half sure to defeat Yelu Hongji!"

Wang Yaochen was angry and embarrassed, "Di Qing, there is only half the chance to take it to the court to talk about things? You must know that once Wang Ning'an is defeated, the consequences will be serious! Can you afford it?"

Bang!

Without any warning, Zhao Zhen suddenly slapped the table.

"Don't argue anymore! Ask the doctor when you see a doctor and ask the teacher for a teacher. I can trust Di Aiqing's judgment and Wang Qing's ability. Just wait for the news!"

Next, another day that was almost a difficult one, and Zhao Zhen almost went crazy.

Just when it was almost collapsed, the news finally came.

"Good news, Your Majesty, Hongchengzhai's victory! Lord Wang defeated 40,000 Liao soldiers!"

When Zhao Zhen heard this, he stood up excitedly, grabbed the news, and tore it apart and watched it. After reading a few lines of words, Zhao Zhen burst into laughter.

"Wang Qing did not let me down!"

Not long after I read this good news, someone ran in again.

"Good news, the siege of Bazhou will be resolved, and General Wang is safe and sound!"

Zhao Zhen danced with excitement, but Wang Yaochen, who was standing beside him, had a red face and sweating profusely. Standing there, like a clown!

This is not the end. Turning around, there are continuous good news coming again. Wang Liangjing's army crossed the Giant Horse River, captured the new city, and the Liao soldiers fled again... Well, they all rushed into the territory of Liao. They are really powerful soldiers!
Chapter completed!
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