Zhan Yue

  The sky went straight down, turning into a golden brilliance and falling outside the lobby of the Ministry of War.

The game at this time was late at night, and the lobby of the Ministry of War was still full of noise. The soldiers and horses outside were from the Flowing Fire Corps, the Flame God Corps, and the Council Army. They were crowded into a pile, and the lobby could be heard from a distance. A soldier of the Ministry of War constantly calmed everyone's voices, but the effect was not great, while the old Shangshu Tan Guozhu sat there with a cane, frowning, and said nothing.

  "His Royal Highness Xiaoyao is here!"

Just when I stepped into the Ministry of Defense, I saw a group of hall officers holding fists one by one, and a group of army commanders stationed abroad also all held fists and saluteed. No matter whether there was any grudges or not, see you now. Until I, Xiaoyao Wang, I have to obediently salute, otherwise, I can be cured of a crime of disrespect.

  ……

   "Everyone, what's the matter?"

  I walked to the front of the empire map sand table in the center of the government office, and after holding a fist at Lao Shangshu, I turned around and pressed the table, saying: "I heard you arguing before I even entered the door."

   "It's not a question of the source of troops, it's a commonplace talk."

Lao Shangshu stood up with a cane, came to the front of the sand table, pointed at the clay soldiers representing the source of troops, said: "This time, a total of 200,000 new recruits have been recruited from the major provinces of the Empire. You know your Highness, the Empire After years of conquests, the people were already miserable. Now it is even more difficult to recruit new recruits. Even many legions have begun to directly use their own food and salary to recruit soldiers in their garrisons. This is no way. This time the recruitment is up. The two hundred thousand new recruits are all young and strong of the empire. Because the source of troops is so good, the major corps are arguing. No, it's already gathered together."

  "How is the current distribution?" I asked.

With a look at Lao Shangshu, a young soldier of the Ministry of War immediately stepped forward, holding the booklet in his hand, and said: "His Royal Highness Qi reports the current distribution method. Among them, the Flowing Fire Corps has 80,000 troops and the Flame God Corps has 30,000 troops. , The Knights Templar received 20,000 troops, and the Council Army received 20,000 troops. In addition, the Blazing Legion, the Yinping Legion, the Yunxi Legion, and the Northern Frost Legion each received 10,000 troops, and the Imperial Forest Army and the Yunhai Navy each received 5,000 troops. ."

  I frowned. The uneven distribution is appropriate. If I remember correctly, the dossier assigned by the recruits was still reviewed by me personally, and I have given me the most squadrons, why not approve it?

   "The source of troops is indeed low."

I held a fist at a group of commander-level generals, and said: "Your commanding sirs, this time the overall source of troops is relatively small, and the reason for the distribution of more troops to the Flowing Fire Corps is mainly because the Flowing Fire Corps lost too much in the Battle of the Dragon Region. It is a big, and guarding the northern border. The task is important. It will restore the Frozen Army to its peak as soon as possible. This is the top priority for the entire northern defense line. This is a decision I have discussed with Feng Xiang.

Nangong also looked angrily: "His Royal Highness and Feng Xiang have no objection to the negotiation, but why does the Flame God Legion only have 30,000 troops? My Flame God Legion has lost as many as 180,000 troops in the First Battle of the Dragon Region. What can 30,000, stuff your teeth?"

  I can only lose my smile.

Sikonghai of the Knights Templar frowned and said, "There are only 20,000 recruits in the temple, which is really not enough to make up for the damage, and the materials and food allowances granted by the Ministry of Households this time are far from enough. If this continues, is it necessary? Let the soldiers of the Knights Templar fight against the alien army with wooden spears and wooden shields?"

  I once again lost my smile: "It will be solved, Master Sikonghai, please stay calm."

At this time, a black-faced man in armor stepped forward and said: "My Royal Forest Army is responsible for guarding the capital and protecting the safety of Your Majesty. Only 5,000 recruits have been given to him. I would like to ask your subordinates, what is the allocation of His Royal Highness King Xiaoyao? What do you mean? If the imperial forest is incomplete, once the anti-thief enters the capital, who will be responsible for your majesty's safety?"

I raised my eyebrows and recognized it, the old acquaintance, the commander of Qiu Baizhan, and smiled with a fist: "The greatest crisis of the Xuanyuan Empire is outside, but not inside. The Yulin Army still has one hundred thousand elite soldiers. Just add five thousand people. What does Commander Qiu want to continue to add to the peak force of 200,000?"

  Qiu Baizhan gritted his teeth: "Listen to your Highness, protect Your Majesty, 100,000 people are enough?"

   "Otherwise?"

  I also had the same kind of yin and yang, and sneered: "A hundred thousand people are not enough to protect one majesty? If there are really anti-thiefs to kill, even one hundred thousand pigs are enough to overturn your opponent, right?"

  Everyone laughed. Among them, the laughter of the Nangong Chi of the Silver Screen Legion was the most hearty. Most of them were upset that Qiu Baizhan had been too long.

   "Your Highness, you..."

  What does Qiu Baizhan want to continue to say.

I waved my hand directly and said, "Lord Qiu, I hope you can understand the current situation. Just after the Dragon Territory war, it is now a scene of poverty and lack of people in the country, and the national treasury is completely empty. The sown grain after the beginning of spring has also been confiscated. Come back, we don’t have so much food, what do we take to feed so many soldiers? At present, all the major corps are short of people and food. The Ministry of Households and the Ministry of War are all trying to find a way. Commander Qiu has a hundred thousand elite soldiers in the capital and is still thinking about it. What does it mean? Do you want me to draw 50,000 from the Imperial Forest Army to relieve the major legions on the border? It stands to reason that they need these forces even more."

   Mu Tiancheng embraced his arms: "This matter seems to be negotiable!"

  Qiu Baizhan suddenly paled: "His Majesty, his subordinates just said something. Since there are no more troops, the Yulin Army is willing to wait again! All colleagues are working for the country, and I, Qiu Baizhan, will naturally not be left behind."

"That's good."

I nodded, looked at everyone, and said: "The current conscription is really only 200,000. There will be another month, and there will be next month. The empire's military strength will be provided to you endlessly. The corps where you belong is just a matter of priority. The Fire Corps stationed at Yanmen Pass is the top priority. The West can quickly support the defense of the Dragon Region, and the East can assist in the defense of the Far East. So I gave most of the recruits. The Flowing Fire Corps, and the Flowing Fire Corps are elite. These recruits will be first-class soldiers within three months of being in the Flowing Fire Corps. Who can guarantee that the regiment you belong to? So if anyone has any objections, come to me and I will explain to him. two."

  Everyone is silent, and whoever dares to speak at this time will be attacked.

  After a while, everyone was silent.

   Mu Tiancheng laughed and said, "Is the discussion about the allocation of recruits finished? If it's over, don't affect my drinking with His Royal Highness Xiaoyao, okay?"

  The leaders all clasped their fists and left.

  ……

  In the backyard of the Ministry of War, the bright moonlight is shining in the night of the lotus pond.

In the small pavilion, Mu Tiancheng threw a pot of wine over and smiled: "Drink one?"

"Thanks."

I took a sip directly into the jug, it tasted sweet, and Mu Tiancheng took out a jug of wine from the storage bag, poured it, and looked up at the moonlight. My heart was a little peaceful, but it was here. At that time, a figure floated over, it was the white-clothed Pina, who did not hear the wind, naturally took a seat, and smiled: "Is the war department finished?"

   "The noise is over." I was speechless.

   "Fu Yu Gong, a pot of wine?"

  "Why don't you dare not follow the wind."

Mu Tiancheng took out a jug of wine and threw it over. After catching the jug, he took a sip at the spout. The scholar in white clothes, drinking under the moon, was quite poetic. He put down the jug and looked at the bright moon. Smiled and said, "How about that day?"

   "General."

  I smiled slightly.

The wind does not smell a meaningful smile: "Sitting in the sky, such scenery is not a sentence that can be said in general. I am more and more admire the vision of the first emperor. When I chose you, my vision is indeed like a torch. If you change someone else, I am afraid The sky of this magic moon world is about to change hands now. A real dragon is born, so will the real dragon really tolerate the king of the world?"

   "Who knows."

  I frowned and said, “But isn’t this **** real dragon always without a chance to be born?”

  The wind does not smell and raises the wine jug: "This jug of wine, I should respect you!"

"Thanks."

  We each took a sip.

Mu Tiancheng beside    was quite emotional, and said: "The world is fortunate to have Jing Yunyue, and Xuanyuan is fortunate to have Fengxiang and Xiaoyao King. Now that the first emperor wanders away, we veterans have really become the pillars of the country~~~"

   "Old minister?"

Feng Buwen glanced at him, and couldn't help laughing at himself: "I have been in the phase for decades. I still thought that I was still the scholar in white clothes, and the young man who dreamed of self-cultivation and self-cultivation. Woke me up, all came, and now I am also the veteran of the two dynasties and become the legendary veteran."

   "Old officials are treasures."

  I took a sip of wine, and finally tasted the slight spicyness, and smiled: "Without us veterans, who knows what the empire will be like now."

  Mu Tiancheng gave me a meaningful look: "Old minister, sometimes he is destined to be regarded as a powerful minister, UU reading www.uukanshu.com, you Xiaoyao Wang is the first one."

  I laughed and said, "Duke Fuyu said what I just said in the Ministry of War?"

"Ok."

Mu Tiancheng said: "In terms of being an official alone, King Xiaoyao is obviously unqualified, but in terms of guarding the world of the empire, King Xiaoyao is the most qualified. The greater the ability and the stronger the strength, then The easier it is to be hated by others, and His Royal Highness Xiaoyao will not worry about being retaliated by the enemy if he is not an official in the court in the future?"

   "Which can manage so much."

  I pointed to the sky, and said: "I can hide above the sky. I don't believe that there can be a few enemies in the world who can chase there."

I couldn’t help but laugh when I didn’t hear the wind. I picked up the hip flask again and touched it gently, saying: “One person is divided into two halves, one half sits on the sky, and the other half stays in the world. oral!"

  I touched it back, my eyes swept across the wind and the sideburns were gradually graying, and I couldn't help feeling sour, and said: "A roll of red and green, stay in the temple, white clothes, and a well-deserved reputation."

  Mu Tiancheng raised the hip flask and touched it: "Mu Tiancheng, respect two!"

  For a time, the three elders, three veterans, and power ministers all began to sympathize with each other.