Song Beiyun

Song Beiyun was sitting in front of the temporary commander's account and conducting war games. After hearing what the counselor said, he raised his head slightly and glanced at him.

"Commander, if there are more than [-] people in the front and all the rear are replaced by Xiang troops, even if they foresee a strong enemy, they will have the strength to fight."

Song Beiyun raised his head and chuckled lightly: "Okay, you go down first."

Some things are hard to explain. Most people probably have the same thoughts as this strategist, and put the elite soldiers on the first line, but they have not considered that the real war is not the number of people, although it does not deny that the number of people is indeed a part of it. , but the real war is fought over the level of technology, organizational strength, and poor information.

When the level of science and technology is almost the same, the strength of organization and the difference in information become the decisive factors for the victory or defeat of a war. Logistical support, troop replenishment, wounded rescue, etc., a frontline soldier even needs ten well-trained people to protect him. The importance of the middle waist is reflected here.

Three thousand forbidden troops plus two thousand side troops, 5000 forward combat troops may seem small, but if it is really fighting, it is enough, because this is an asymmetric war, and an asymmetric war is that everyone fights on their own. Guarantee the safety of the rear, and don't care what kind of powerful enemies you encounter in the front.

The rear is Nanchang City, and Nanchang City has been easy to defend and difficult to attack since ancient times. Those who want to attack Nanchang generally die, so there is no need to worry too much about this.

Then the logistics support force of the second echelon must have the strongest combat power, so as to keep the entire team alive.

This is what Song Beiyun learned when he first saw the spirit of Yan'an. The front line is fighting, the rear is producing, the middle is recruiting troops and storing food, and finally fighting a regiment can form a division.

As for the frontline troops, that is the least of their worries. Guerrilla warfare, sparrow warfare, and mobile warfare do not need too many people.

"Wait." Song Beiyun raised his head again and looked at the counselor with a disappointed face: "There is a dagger beside it, you pick it up."

The counselor held the dagger in his hand with a confused look on his face: "Commander...this?"

"Look at this dagger." Song Beiyun raised his chin: "Look at its shape."

The counselor's eyes suddenly lit up: "The front is pointed, the middle is wide, and the back is thick."

"Go down."

"Thanks for the tip, Marshal!"

This is a sharp knife. If you can't even understand this, then this person can feed the horse and be a fart staff officer.

"Come here."

After a long time, Song Beiyun yelled, and after a general came in, he ordered: "Go, cook the cattle and slaughter the sheep, and reward the three armies. It's a good time to rest today and arrange the rotation. What should the rest of the people do? Tomorrow, the team will be assembled at three o'clock." , set off at five o'clock!"

"The last general takes orders!"

After arranging things, Song Beiyun naturally returned home, had a good meal with his family, and slept well.

When he woke up at night, Song Beiyun found Yusheng instead of the girl. After Yusheng arrived, Song Beiyun handed Shangfang's sword to him.

"Brother Yusheng, you stay in Nanchang City, and I give you the Sword of the Son of Heaven. You must put this army in prison. If you have any questions, you can ask Miss Miaoyan, and you can decide the rest yourself."

"Ah?" Yusheng didn't react immediately: "This..."

"Do you think it's inappropriate?" Song Beiyun laughed: "I'm the biggest in Nanchang now, so I think it's appropriate if I say it's appropriate. You must supervise this army. If something goes wrong... I'm afraid it will be dealt with by military law. But don't worry, I will secretly commute your sentence."

Yusheng said dumbfoundedly, "Why me?"

"Who else can I trust?"

That's enough, this sentence is enough, Yusheng didn't ask any more questions, took the sword, turned around and left, and went back to tell Aunt Hong the whole story, and then kowtowed to Aunt Hong together with Song Beiyun.

"You should go...you should go." Aunt Hong wiped her tears and said, "A good man should serve the country loyally. You go now. Mother will take care of the family affairs."

Song Beiyun let out a long sigh, stood up and said, "Brother Yusheng, I will put my family and life in your hands. No matter who comes to hold the gate, you just need to stabilize the morale of the army!"

"I understand."

After he finished speaking, he knelt down and kowtowed three times to Aunt Hong: "Aunt Hong, although you and I are not related, mother and child are not better than mother and child. Now that the child is going to war, if he cannot return, please forgive the child for being unfilial."

His words made Aunt Hong's voice hoarse from crying, and Song Beiyun's eyes were also red, but he didn't stop, just turned around and left. When he walked into the yard, he turned around and shouted: "The two babies on the second floor, Wait for me to come back."

"Okay." Miao Yan said with a smile lying on the window: "Remember to bring special products back."

"Okay." Song Beiyun raised his hand, turned around and walked out while waving.

Qiaoqiao had already leaned her head on the back of Miaoyan, crying so much that she didn't even dare to look at Song Beiyun.

Walking out of the gate, Song Beiyun turned his head and took a deep look, heaved a long sigh but didn't say anything, just walked towards the commander's tent surrounded by soldiers: "The army is ready!"

And at this moment, the Jinling Palace.The civil and military ministers and Zhao Xing were all waiting for the news in the upper study. No one was sleepy, because if Nanchang missed, half of the Song Dynasty would be in jeopardy. Although these civil servants usually fought fiercely, there were even surrender factions. But when facing the rebels, they were surprisingly unanimous.

They probably all knew that if the rebels were allowed to enter Jinling City, none of them, first-rank and second-rank officials, would be able to survive.

When the time came, a little eunuch outside hurriedly came to the door of the upper study room, and whispered a few words to Lao Wang who was at the porter, Lao Wang nodded, turned and entered the inner room.

"Report to the official, there is news from Jiangnan West Road that Jiangzhou, Yuezhou, Xinzhou, and Hongzhou have rebelled."

Sure enough, on this day, the four continents are still turned against each other. Zhao Xing leaned on the chair, his face full of helplessness: "Then Hongzhou is also turned against?"

"It's just that Song Beiyun captured Nanchang City. Now the isolated city of Nanchang City is wedged among the rebels, so that they don't care about each other, and the north and the south are not connected. As for other news, because the rebels blocked the road, they can't inquire. We can only wait for the news. .”

Not only Zhao Xing, but even the officials in the room looked at each other in blank dismay. Prime Minister Zhao stepped forward, "Then Song Beiyun took Nanchang City single-handedly?"

"Back to Prime Minister Zhao, yes. Kill the assassin, seize military power, instigate rebellion, and defend the isolated city. The people in the city don't seem to be affected too much. The old slave's subordinates went to the Xu family's farm in South Jiangxi Province to supply the entire Nanchang by themselves. The letter from the head of the Xu family said that Song Beiyun had asked him to hoard food and forge weapons early on, and now he has handed over all the weapons, food and grass to the city defenders."

This is probably the only good news that the court has heard these days, but even though it has been conclusively stated, Baiguan and Zhao Xing still can't believe that Song Beiyun can really succeed and win a city single-handedly...

"Hahahaha... As expected, it was my Uncle Fu Wang who left it to me..." Zhao Xing was suddenly overjoyed, and when he realized that he had made a slip of the tongue, he quickly stopped his voice and asked with a straight face: "Then where is Song Beiyun now?" ? Stick to Nanchang City and wait for help?"

"According to reports from the detective of the Commander's Office, Song Beiyun had already started planning before capturing the city. After waiting for the capture of the city, he sent his troops south, saying that he wanted to capture Changsha."

After this sentence, everyone in the audience was shocked.Everyone is actually confused, what's the matter?You are not satisfied with taking Nanchang City single-handedly, but you want to take Changsha?What's wrong with this?Isn't it good to stick to Nanchang at this time?

Zhao Xing was a little emotional, he stood up with red eyes: "What did you say? Tell me again!"

"Song... Song Beiyun said that he would send his troops south to seize Changsha. He also said that if Changsha does not give people food or food, they will be accused of treason. , Guizhou..."

"He's crazy! I... I..."

Zhao Xing originally wanted to issue a sign to tell Song Beiyun to go back to Nanchang City and stick to it, but suddenly thought that the connection between the Central Committee and Nanchang had been cut off, and the order could not be issued at all...he could only sit back in his seat resentfully.

But Shangshu of the Ministry of War frowned at this moment: "What a nonsense! It's a nonsense, such a nonsense... I want to read a copy of this Song Beiyun!"

Zhao Xing glanced at him sideways: "I understand, but even if you want to kill him, you have to wait for him to come back. If you say you want to kill him now, if he can't keep it all, then he will bring people to Jinling City to fetch your family's boss." It's a small head."

Zhao Xiang also glanced at the minister of the Ministry of War with hatred, snorted coldly, and took a step forward: "Official, don't blame him, he is just very anxious."

Zhao Xing waved his hand: "At this point, the Ministry of War cannot absolve itself of the blame. When the rebellion is over, you can accept your resignation yourself, and I will allow you to resign when you are old."

The ministers below all lowered their heads and did not dare to speak, but the Minister of the Ministry of War shook his body a few times, and bowed with tears in his eyes: "Thank you for your kindness..."

Everyone is not a fool. If things can cause a large-scale rebellion, the Ministry of War is definitely the first person responsible. Even the king and I can't keep this matter.

In fact, Zhao Xiang also vaguely felt that these days, the imperial power had gradually begun to consolidate, and Zhao Xing's words in the court were becoming more and more important, and even the Queen Mother vaguely seemed to be unable to control Zhao Xing.

The beginning of all this seems to be the beginning of King Fu pushing that Song Beiyun into an official...

But he still felt that something was wrong, because even though Song Beiyun was a genius, he was only on par with his son-in-law, and he couldn't control the court at all.

From this point of view...he may be just an introduction, and the master behind the scenes is probably the prince who is far away in Fuzhou.

"By the way, where is Duke Ding's army?" Zhao Xing raised his head and glanced at the Minister of War: "When will it arrive?"

"It's...it's really not easy to move the army. Now Ding Guogong has led 3 people to go first. If the journey is safe, it will take about [-] days."

"Twenty days..." Zhao Xing sneered, "All right."

Chapter 285: On February 2, 11, the Rain, the Wind, and the Dust

After the beginning of spring, the rain in the south came as soon as it was said, and the dynasty would be suspended due to the rebellion of the southern states.

Of course, except for the Great Court Meeting, almost everything except the daily arrangements has been stopped, all the border guards are on standby, and the surrounding state capitals have already begun to mobilize troops to counter the rebellion.

It seems that overnight, the focus of everyone's attention has become the rebellion in Jiangnanxidao.

But because of the high mountains and long rivers, communication is extremely inconvenient, and the news lags very seriously. Now the entire Jinling City can only wait quietly, waiting for the news from ahead.

"Miss!"

Qiao Yun grabbed Zuo Rou's arm with all her strength, but Zuo Rou wanted to run out, and Qiao Yun was afraid of hurting her, so the two could only stand in a stalemate at the door.

"Let go of me, I want to go to the front!" Zuo Rou yelled loudly: "My Zuo family's 120 and eight sword skills are the time to show off!"

"Miss, stop messing around!" Qiao Yun pulled her desperately: "Stop causing trouble to Master and Brother Yun!"

"I'm causing trouble? Ha, who do you look down on!" Zuo Rou still insisted, "I'm such a talented person, they'll be even more powerful when they go to the battlefield!"

At this time, a fast horse galloped by in front of their mansion, Zuo Rou slowly let go of his hand, and looked over anxiously: "Here comes the report! Hurry up, hurry up, go to the Privy Council!"

Going to the Privy Council is always better than going to the front line, Qiao Yun quickly followed Zuo Rou's footsteps, trotting all the way to the gate of the Privy Council.

When they first arrived, it happened that the Deputy Privy Envoy had just left with the report and was about to go to the palace, but Zuo Rou blocked the way before taking two steps.

"Uncle Zhou..."

"Ouch..." Deputy Commander Zhou felt his head hurt when he saw Zuo Rou: "This is a secret, I really can't tell you."

Zuo Rou suddenly became aggrieved, she held her mouth and stared pitifully at the uncle in front of her who had watched him grow up, with tears rolling in her eyes.

"Forget it, I'm afraid of you, but I can't delay, you go with me, and talk while walking."

"okay."

On the way to the palace, the Deputy Privy Envoy whispered, "Jiangzhou sent troops to besiege Nanchang City, but they were unable to attack for a long time, and the casualties were not small."

"No more? After waiting for these days, this is it?"

"I can't tell you anymore. Please forgive my uncle. It's really not good. If your father finds out, I will be hung up by him to show the public."

"You are the deputy privy envoy, how could he have the guts."

"He is Duke Ding! He is Duke! Dingguo! Minister of Zhuguo! Everyone knows that your father is unparalleled in the world, but you think that your father's position is bought." Zhou Shumi was so angry that his beard was raised. Woke up: "Lian'er is at home, can you go and play with her? She has been making a fuss about seeing sister Rou these days."

"Lian'er is too young to be fun. Uncle Zhou, let me go to the front line."

"It's impossible!"

"Good uncle..."

"It's not okay if you call it breaking the sky."

At the same time, in the palace, Jin Ling'er anxiously walked back and forth in the bedroom, she was very anxious.

The report came up yesterday, saying that Song Beiyun had sent troops to Changsha, counting the time on the report, he had been gone for a while now.But in this deep palace, let alone helping him, I don't even know whether he is alive or dead, good or bad.

The more I thought about it, the more anxious I became, but today the queen broke her amniotic fluid and was about to give birth, and she couldn't bother Zhao Xing, so she could only worry here.

"No, I'm leaving the palace."

Jin Ling'er carried her skirt and trot all the way to the imperial grandmother's place. She finally managed to convince the old lady to let her go out of the palace. She quickly changed her clothes and walked out from the side door, but not long after she went out, she found a Zuo Rou in men's clothes squatted at the root of the imperial city and pulled weeds, while Qiao Yun next to her looked helpless.

"Hey! What are you doing!"

Jin Ling'er walked over and shouted, but Zuo Rou knew who was coming as soon as she heard it, she didn't even look at Jin Ling'er, she just pointed at Jin Ling'er and said to the imperial city guard next to her: "This Man, must be an assassin, shoot her with an arrow."

The imperial guard turned his face away dumbfounded, completely unwilling to answer the young lady's unreasonable request.

"Ask you." Jin Ling'er stepped forward and kicked Zuo Rou's ass: "What are you doing squatting here?"

"Don't tell you."

"Zuo Rou! Your wings are hardened, yet you dare not agree to my question!"

Seeing that they were about to start a quarrel again, Qiao Yun said quickly: "Miss Cai followed the front-line report just now, but the deputy privy envoy refused to say anything."

"That's right, I still call him uncle." Zuo Rou angrily uprooted a dry weed: "Just talk about the siege of Nanchang, what's the difference between not saying anything?"

Jin Ling'er also squatted down, and she asked in a low voice, "Is there any news from the front line?"

"No." Zuo Rou leaned against the palace wall dejectedly, "I want to go to the front line, but Qiao Yun won't let me go."

"What are you doing here? Death?" Jin Ling'er stood up and said, "Let's go, come with me, I know someone must know the news."

"Who?"

"You just come with me."

The three of them came to Jinling Tianshangfang together, and found the shopkeeper, who led them to the accounting room, where a young man was sitting inside, doing calculations and keeping accounts.

"Boss, someone is looking for you."

Xu Li raised his head and saw that it was Jin Ling'er, he quickly got up and bowed his hands: "Cao Min pays respects to Princess Qiansui."

"Don't tell me those polite things." Jin Ling'er sat aside, "You know what I'm here for today."

Xu Li's face showed embarrassment, his eyes swept away, and the shopkeeper next to him immediately retreated knowingly.

In fact, it is not surprising that Xu Li appeared here. Song Beiyun told his father what was about to happen when he arrived in Nanchang. So he ordered the family man to go to Jiangzhou and let Xu Li leave quickly.

So Xu Li turned from Huizhou to Luzhou and then to Jinling City without saying a word.And it happened that when he came here for dinner on the day he arrived, he ran into Jin Ling'er who was holding a poetry meeting here.

After Jin Ling'er met him, she asked a lot about things in Nanchang, and he answered them in every detail, and accidentally mentioned that she and Song Beiyun had established a relatively complete intelligence system long ago. , was originally only used for business, but now it is much faster than the official report.