Farmer of Shu Han

Returning to Longyou from Hanzhong, you must pass through Jicheng.

Jicheng is the seat of the Longyou Governor's Mansion, and the recovery of Liangzhou this time is mainly based on the Dudu's Mansion, supplemented by the Xiaowei's Mansion.

Coupled with the relationship with General Zhao, Feng Yong will naturally have to pay a visit when he comes back this time.

Unexpectedly, Mr. Zhao opened the middle door early and stood in front of the door to wait.

Seeing this scene from afar, Feng Yong hurriedly trot forward to salute:

"Old general, you are... Yonghede, what can you do, you really don't dare to be you!"

Even if he is the governor of Liangzhou now, he still doesn't look good enough in front of Zhao Yun.

"In terms of qualifications, you naturally can't afford it. But this is not to welcome you, but to welcome the ears of heroes of the Han Dynasty."

Although Zhao Yun put on a stern face and looked like an old senior in front of the crowd, he couldn't hide the joy in his tone and eyes.

I saw Zhao Yun supporting Feng Yong, "Last time you took the emperor's order and hurried through Jicheng, and you didn't even have time to say a few words."

"This time, you have to stay in Jicheng for two more days, and tell me what you did after you led the troops out of Xiaoguan. The things written in the military newspaper are too simple and not enjoyable enough."

"Since the old general has said so, how dare Yong not obey?"

Feng Yong's expression was natural, and he was not at all surprised that Zhao Yun would say this.

The appearance of the Iron Armored Cavalry is a brand new thing for all the commanders and generals outside the Colonel's Mansion.

Brand new things bring a brand new way of fighting. Any qualified general will subconsciously want to understand clearly at the first time.

When he was in Hanzhong, the prime minister of the Han Dynasty repeatedly asked Feng Yong about every detail of the battle of Xiaoguan.

He almost didn't ask about Feng Junhou flirting with General Guan on the stage.

"well!"

Zhao Yun nodded repeatedly, and then his eyes fell on the group of young men behind Feng Yong.

I saw that they were all carrying luggage, water bags hanging around their waists, and cloth strips wrapped around their shins. Although it was a bit weird, it looked neat.

With such attire, one can tell at a glance that they are people under Feng Yong's subordinates.

In Longyou at the end of March, the weather was already very warm, but it was far from hot.

But the faces of these young men were all flushed, their foreheads and faces were covered with sweat, and they seemed to have traveled all the way in a hurry.

They all stared at him with curiosity, excitement, excitement, etc. Zhao Yun was not surprised by this, after all, he had often received such gazes from lieutenant officers and soldiers.

What made him strange was, why did Feng Yong deliberately bring people to Dudu's Mansion?

"Old general, these are the students I brought over from Nanxiang, and they can be regarded as the first batch of disciples taught to Master."

Feng Yong saw Zhao Yun looking at him with inquiring eyes, and quickly explained:

"They have admired the old general for a long time, so I brought them here by the way, so that they can get a taste of the old general's majesty."

Anyway, Xiang Lang wasn't here, and he had given lectures to these students, so Feng Junhou wasn't afraid to borrow the old master Xiang's name.

"oh?"

As soon as he heard that he was Xiang Lang's disciple, Zhao Yun couldn't help but take a second look.

When he noticed Zhang Yuan and the others, his eyes even paused for a moment, and then he looked at Feng Yong with some surprise, "These little gentlemen... you want to put them in the army?"

What a good reading seed!

In the past few years, personnel and materials from Hanzhong to Pingxiang have to pass through Jicheng.

At the same time, there are often material deliveries between Jicheng and Pingxiang, so Zhao Yun naturally knows something about the students from Nanxiang School.

I dare not say anything else, they must be more than competent for the post of food and grass officer in the army.

What's more, judging from Feng Yong's tone, this group may still be the most outstanding students in these years.

It would be too wasteful if they were put in the army and asked to clear up food and grass.

"That's not all. At present, a dozen or so people have been confirmed to serve in the army."

"So that's how it is." Zhao Yun didn't feel comfortable commenting on this, "If it's Master Xiang's disciple, I'm afraid it's your student, right?"

After speaking, he turned his head again and said to the group of students, "The old man is buried up to his neck in loess, what's so good about it?"

"If you really want to see, you still need to look at your mountain leader. In the future, the big man will rely on heroes like him."

"20,000 beat 100,000 Cao thieves, this old man has never had such a record in this life."

Seeing that Zhao Yun took the initiative to speak to them, the students were all in commotion.

But when they heard Zhao Yun say such words, they laughed again, and at the same time showed a look of pride on their faces.

"Since your mountain chief opened his mouth, how can the old man not give this face? Anyway, the governor's mansion is big enough, and the old man will set up a banquet at the mansion today, and invite you to read the seeds."

The face Zhao Yun gave was really big enough, beyond Feng Yong's expectations.

This time, not to mention the students, even Feng Yong was flattered, "Old General, this... I'm afraid they can't bear it..."

"What can't bear it? The world famous general and the student of the governor of Liangzhou, isn't it enough to be a status?"

Zhao Yun waved his hands unquestionably, "That's it, let's go, let's go back to the mansion first!"

Sure enough, when Zhang Yuan and the others heard what Zhao Yun said, they all had expressions of emotion on their faces.

They all saluted together and said loudly:

"Thank you old general, thank you Shanchang!"

"Oh, by the way, there is no good cook in the Governor's Mansion, you have to pay for the cook and the pork yourself."

Just as Zhao Yun took two steps, he suddenly remembered something, and gave special instructions.

Mr. Zhao didn't feel the slightest embarrassment in doing such shameless behavior.

"Ah? Well... right!"

Feng Yong almost turned the corner, "Zhang Yuan!"

"Yes!" Zhang Yuan responded loudly subconsciously, then ran over and saluted, "What orders does the head of the mountain have?"

"Go to the warehouse of Dongfeng Express and ask them to send two cooks over, and then send a few pigs and sheep, and say that I want to eat at the Dudu's Mansion."

"promise!"

Zhang Yuan simply turned around and ran away.

Before the Battle of Longyou, because of the increase in grain production and the technique of castration and fattening passed down from Nanxiang, the practice of raising pigs and dolphins in captivity had already become popular in the Han Dynasty.

After Longyou was taken down, captivity became more popular.

After all, Feng Junhou started raising cattle and sheep in captivity in Longyou again.

In the past, big men also raised pigs, but that was called herding.

That is, like herding sheep, driving pigs to the wild for food.

This kind of pig has a long growth cycle, not to mention the taste of the meat, and its body is full of lean meat and very little fat.

For people in this era, fatty meat tastes much better than lean meat.

Especially for the rich and noble families of the upper class of the Han Dynasty, braised pork is a must-have dish for banquets. It is fat but not greasy, sweet and delicious.

Because of this dish, in addition to the castrated and fattened pork, brown sugar is also needed.

It is simply not affordable by ordinary people.

As Jicheng is the largest city in Longyou, Dongfeng Express will naturally build a transit warehouse here, and Xinghan Club will also send people to stay here.

Where there is a Xinghan Society, pig raising is indispensable.

The Governor's Mansion is indeed as the old man said, it occupies a huge area.

Entering the gate, there is a large empty vestibule, enough to accommodate hundreds of people.

Zhao Yun naturally didn't have dinner with the students, allowing them to visit the Dudu Mansion and treat them to a meal in his name is enough to make these students so excited that they don't know where to go.

He stood in front of the window of the room, watching Zhang Yuan outside, directing the students to arrange the tables and chairs by themselves, and then arranged them to sit in order.

In the end, I saw a dozen or so students who came out of the lecture hall sitting upright even when they were eating, no one made a sound, and suddenly said to Feng Yong: "That little man, at least he can be a captain. "

Feng Yong chuckled: "Since the old man said so, when Liangzhou is recovered, if there is a chance, you should teach him well."

"Huh?" Zhao Yun turned around, "Are you going to send him to Liangzhou with me?"

Feng Yong nodded, "It's not just him, but the dozen or so students who are with him."

"It seems that they are the most outstanding among this group of disciples. Thinking about it, it took you a lot of hard work to cultivate them over the years, are you really willing?"

Zhao Yun raised his eyebrows, "Aren't you afraid of what happens?"

"The battle formation is a dangerous place, who can guarantee that there will be no accidents?" Feng Yong said indifferently, "Besides, no matter how dangerous it is, is it as dangerous as the battle of Xiaoguan?"

"Let's not talk about the battle at Jieting. I'm not the same as before the battle? I can go to the battle, how can they not?"

Speaking of this, Feng Yong said with some emotion, "This time when I returned to Hanzhong, the prime minister mentioned the old general's body when he talked with me about Zhang Changshi's serious illness and death."

"The Prime Minister has mentioned more than once that during these years, in the Han army, there were more than seventy people including Sangyang Qun, Ma Yu, Yan Zhi, Ding Li, Bai Shou, Liu He, Deng Tong, etc., as well as Qu Chang and Tuen Jiang."

"As for the sudden generals, Wuqian, Wuqi, etc., there are more than a thousand people. These are all elites gathered by the late emperor for decades. Now even the old generals need to pay attention to their health."

"So now the big man seems to have a peak of talent, but the lieutenant colonel, military marquis, Qu Chang, and general are in urgent need of replenishment."

"Coupled with the big victory over the Cao thief, if you want to expand your army in the future, you need to pay more attention to this issue."

"So I think it would be a good thing if these ten or so students from the Nanxiang Lecture Hall can take on this task."

Are generals important?

Of course it is important.

But for the current big man, because a large number of outstanding generals have emerged over the years, there is no need to worry too much about this issue.

However, the middle- and lower-level elite officers of the same generation as the older generation of generals are gradually aging and dying. This is a prominent problem.

In the army led by Feng Yong, this problem can be solved by forcibly promoting literacy and strict training.

Because of this, talents can be selected at the fastest speed, and at the same time, the army can have strong organization and discipline.

But the investment in it is not something that the general army can afford.

Just the logistical food to support high-intensity training, once it is promoted nationwide, it will be enough to overwhelm the finances of any country in the Han, Wei and Wu countries.

Meat, oil, rice noodles, and even sugar, is that something that ordinary people can often afford?

Otherwise, the prime minister of the Han Dynasty would not have allowed Feng Yong to have independent power all these years.

It is only to limit the size of the army, and at the same time to skillfully control Feng Yong's logistics transportation route.

When Zhao Yun heard what Feng Yong said, the expression on his face gradually became serious:

"This is actually seeking the future for the country!"

As he said that, he looked at Feng Yong with some relief and some sighs:

"I didn't expect the young man back then to have grown up like this. Even if the old man retires, he can feel at ease."

"Old general, you can't retreat yet, Liangzhou is still waiting for you to recover."

Feng Yong said hastily, "Besides, there is still one less respected military veteran sitting in the martial arts lecture hall in Nanxiang..."

"Okay, so you're waiting for me here!"

Zhao Yun burst into laughter immediately, and pointed at Feng Yong, "Sure enough, he is still Feng Langjun back then! With what you said earlier, is there any reason for me not to agree?"

Feng Yong was overjoyed when he heard this, "Old General, that's the deal! In fact, I'm doing it for your own good."

"In the future, even if you can't lead the army in person, it's better to teach those juniors a lesson on the sand table than to be bored at home."

"Besides, the scale of this martial arts lecture hall will become larger in the future, so maybe there will be some real military drills. When the time comes, the old general will really feel itchy, so he can go into battle himself..."

"Sure enough, Feng Langjun's flattering words really moved my heart."

Zhao Yun smiled and shook his head, turned around and walked to a large table covered with linen, and lifted the linen:

"I'll talk about the rest of the matter later. I want to compete with the famous General Feng on the sand table right now. Come here!"

In the past, Feng Yong only glanced at the sand table, and he could tell that this was Xiao Guan's terrain.

After the Battle of Xiaoguan, the army of Xiaowei's Mansion replayed countless times, and even the head of the village participated.

Feng Yong had already memorized this map very well.

I saw Zhao Yun picked up the long whip and walked to the side representing Cao Wei: "Come on, let me be Cao Zhen for a while, and you walk again like you did when you led the army out of Xiaoguan."

The troops left Xiaoguan in two groups, followed the main road and Jingshui all the way to the south, and broke through Wushi City at the fastest speed.

Then lead snakes out under Jingyang City and mobilize the Wei army, so they set up a maze.

Zhao Yun on the other side frowned, a little hesitant.

Because this is simply a dead end.

Guan Ji completely controlled the initiative in this journey, how and when to break the city, all in one thought.

Feng Yong's journey is full of cavalry, and at least one person and two cavalry.

The two armies are not one in the traditional sense, one positive and one strange, but they can alternate between virtual and real at any time.

Unless Xiahouba can defend Yuezhi City, at the same time, Hu Zun will return to the army to defend Linjing, and cooperate with Xianyufu who came from Chang'an to withstand the pressure of Guan Ji.

Otherwise, no matter what, Cao Zhen still had to turn his head and head north.

"Cao really has no problem with the arrangement."

After listening to Feng Yong's speech, Zhao Yun shook his head and threw away the long whip. It seemed that there was no good solution, "This is a dead end."

So, there is no problem at all for me to blame Xiahouba for the Battle of Xiaoguan, isn't it?

Who told him not to defend Yuezhi City?

"Even if I change my husband, I still want to deploy an army under Xiaoguan. Firstly, I can wait for work at ease, and secondly, I can have a few more days to attack the city."

Feng Yongshan led the attack, whether it was seizing Longguan, Zhanjieting, or Dingjin City, they all proved this point.

It is impossible for Cao Zhen not to know, so instead of giving up his superiority in military strength, he fought Feng Yong decisively in the Jingshui River Valley where he could not deploy a 100,000 army.

It would be better to choose an open place and force Feng Yong to come by himself.

This is a decision that kills three birds with one stone.

"I just didn't think of it..."

Zhao Yun glanced at Feng Yong with complicated eyes, and he even felt a little sorry for Cao Da Sima in his heart.

Feng Junhou understood the old man's eyes: I didn't expect the opponent to be a jerk...

Moreover, there was a link between the high-level arms and the low-level arms in the legend of the heroes of the Three Kingdoms...

Feng Junhou, who was hanging out, coughed a little embarrassedly: "Old general, let's talk about Liangzhou. When does the old general plan to enter Liangzhou?"

"No hurry." Zhao Yunhun said indifferently, "How is your arrangement over there?"

"Well, now Xu Miao doesn't trust the aristocratic families in Liangzhou at all. Apart from his cronies, there are many Huqi who guard the other side of the Dadouba Valley."

"Those heads of Huqi, I happen to know..."

Zhao Yun cast another gloomy glance at Feng Yong.

Feng Junhou understands again: the king of ghosts who is far-sighted?