Bumpy all the way, Yang Rong felt that his ass was no longer his own. He looked at the pass that only allowed one car in and out and sighed, "it's too long. Now there are no foreign enemies. We should reduce one or two."
"Lord Yang, this is known as the iron gate pass. The terrain is dangerous. You can guard the gate of the capital. You can't easily reduce your troops."
The defender was very tough and hit back at Yang Rong's theory of reduction.
"Juyong Pass, together with Gubei pass, Shanhai Pass and the three main gates of the capital, but now the enemies on the grassland have already disappeared, so we shouldn't garrison heavy troops in Xuanfu and other places."
Wen Fang said this. In winter, he only wore two single clothes, and his face was ruddy. He looked like a fairy.
The general said coldly, "the front line of Gubeikou is between the mountains. If the enemy crosses here, Peiping will be surprised three times a night. Who will bear the responsibility? Martial arts man?"
Since the outbreak of the civil and military dispute, the current relationship between the two sides is very stiff. Even if the first auxiliary Yang Rong came to patrol the border, no one still bought it.
Wen Fang was inexplicably drawn to the patrol team by Zhu gaochi. This man pretended to be a "supervisor" all the way and gave instructions from time to time.
Yang Rong nodded and said, "open the door. I'll go out and have a look."
The guard general didn't persuade him either. After asking someone to open the door, he said, "Lord Yang, forgive me. We have few troops here. I'll send a hundred families to lead the way."
Yang Rong was ordered to patrol the border with the army and a thousand households, so he nodded and said, "there is no threat from vara and Tatar."
The guard general smiled coldly and said, "Lord Yang, after the defeat of Haley, those disabled and defeated generals have been wandering nearby. They often raid caravans and baggage. It's best not to go out."
Yang Rong said, "at this time, the tender grass doesn't grow. If they come out, they will die."
"They are wolves!"
The general just added that whether Yang Rongxin believed it or not was none of his business.
When Yang Rong led his team out of the pass, the general scolded, "what's special! Those defeated ha lie wandered on the grassland like ghosts and were swept up many times. Although there are not many people left, they are all wolves. If they were raided, a thousand people would be useless!"
"My Lord, it's too cold. Those defeated troops should be hiding in a tribe at the moment!"
Although Tatar took refuge in Daming, the following tribes would not be one mind.
After Zhu Di's departure and before Zhu gaochi's decision, the Ming army could not sweep farther away, but could only temporarily maintain the security within a range centered on Xinghe fort.
As for other places, according to Zhang Fu, let them fight, fight with HA lie's defeated soldiers, and then send troops to eliminate them after finally forming a force. This saves time and effort.
……
"Lord Yang, there's nothing good for us to go out of the customs!"
Wen Fang felt that Yang Rong was tossing about blindly. "Those defeated soldiers have long escaped. Here is the withered grass."
Looking around, it was withered all around.
Yang Rong didn't like Wen Fang. He frowned and said, "patrol always comes out to have a look. How do you know if they lie?"
One of the accompanying officials also said, "it's cold, and the scouts on the side wall don't want to come out. We have to see it for your majesty. If you find the enemy, you can turn back and report it to your majesty."
Civil and military struggle!
Wen Fang is not a fool. He immediately knows what Yang Rong and others mean.
We're on the North tour to find faults, so don't be lazy. If there's no problem in the side wall, let's find it. It's impossible to return to Beijing with kindness!
Wen Fang sneered at the corners of his mouth. He didn't care. He just stared at the every move of Yang Rong and others. If there were any mistakes and omissions, he would privately report to the emperor when he returned to Beijing.
All the way out of the mountain, looking at the endless grassland, some people in the team began to sing poetry.
"Sir, there is no enemy."
The thousand family official came and reported.
Yang Rong nodded and said, "it seems that the defeated troops haven't come out. Let's go back to Beijing from the general stone."
The thousand officials said in amazement, "Lord Yang, you need to hurry, and you must camp out today."
Yang Rong nodded and stopped talking.
He was remembering the last Northern Expedition and finally turned into a sigh.
"Sir, let's patrol the border during the holiday. What does your majesty mean?"
An official asked quietly.
Seeing the dissatisfaction in his eyes, Yang Rong frowned and said, "what do you mean by working for you? Is it still time to score points during the border patrol? Let's patrol at this time, and the capital can celebrate the new year safely. This is an important task. Do you understand?"
Hey!
Yang Rong said the important task in his mouth, but he was worried in his heart.
From the moment of reform, Zhu gaochi seemed to be reborn. He jumped out of the cover of Yongle year and completely jumped out of the role of Prince.
This is to reign in the world!
Thinking of Zhu gaochi's faint words, he had to lead a team to patrol the edge because he had a bad year. Yang Rong's mouth couldn't help but float a bitter smile.
Wu Xun gradually died down. As Zhu gaochi said, he was recuperating. They are going to inspect local health stations and send people to patrol and inspect them.
This is a move to preserve combat effectiveness.
The civil servants were beaten by Zhu gaochi and kept turning every day.
Yang Rong's eyes were confused when he thought of the disposal results of the Fujian official forced people to flee.
Kill!
With Zhu gaochi's cold will, all the officials involved in the case lost their heads and hung their heads outside the city gate, reminding them every day.
——I am not a king to be bullied, and the people are not a people to be abused!
Zhu gaochi suddenly showed his tough side, which disappointed the civil servants.
They prefer to get the respect and trust of the former Song Dynasty, rather than submit to the killing.
But
But after Ma Sheng's temptation, Zhu gaochi's attitude changed.
He no longer trusted Wen Chen so sincerely as before, but chose to return to his identity - the suspicious emperor!
"Too anxious!"
Yang Rong felt that most civil servants were too careful. He wanted to slap the martial heroes who had just made great achievements to the ground. He had better step on a few more feet.
"Lord Yang, what's the hurry?"
Wen Fang, haunted, came over again and asked Yin.
Yang Rong ignored him. Wen Fang put himself in the position of supervising the army, which Yang Rong just disdained.
This is a casual guy with a brain problem!
Where would Zhu gaochi use such means to monitor and warn Yang Rong? He just felt that Wen Fang's strategy was not grounded, so he rushed out to see it.
When Wen Fang saw that Yang Rong didn't answer, he said bitterly: "Lord Yang, there are many mountains here. If those ha lie defeated troops hide in any mountain depression, we will be finished if there is a raid at that time."
Yang Rong finally couldn't help it and shouted, "I followed the emperor on several northern expeditions. Unless it was an ambush in advance in this season, where did the ambush come from? Can they still hide in the mountains and hunt for a living?"
Wen Fang looked away and said, "can't you?"
This military blind Yang Rong disdained to argue with him. An official wanted to please him and said, "if they hide in the mountains, once they are found, they just need to block the exit, they will have to be surrounded."
Wen Fang knew he didn't understand military affairs, but refused to admit defeat. He muttered, "what if those people are hungry? If there is no food on the grassland, they can't go hunting in the mountains!"
Yang Rong was finally angry. He took out the posture of the first assistant and shouted, "if you disturb the morale of the army again, I'll ask you a crime!"
You are a junior official from the ninth grade. Who gives you the courage to frequently question the first auxiliary?
Wen Fang was sometimes a bachelor. He stuck his neck and said, "that's what the garrison at Gubeikou said. Lord Yang, you are determined to go your own way. Who is it if something happens?"
Yang Rong gave him a gloomy look and said, "it's my official."
Wen fangdun shut up and questioned Yang Rong again. He's not so stupid.
In this way, the team moved forward slowly, and Yang Rong forgot to boost his morale. It was like a defeated army moving forward along the side wall.
Lunch was very difficult. Yang Rong took the lead. Everyone ate some dry food, then rested for a while and continued to start.
The majestic Wuling Mountain came into view and everyone felt refreshed.
"Look, the mountains are looming in the fog. If it is painted, it must be a famous work."
Several officials pointed to the high mountains and talked loudly, while the boring Wen Fang looked around.