There are all kinds of facilities on the school ground.

There is a point that faces the south and faces north and south.

Zhao Yu and his group arrived at the school ground and, under the attention of the troops, came to the general stage.

Many people even recognized Zhao Yu, and a scream of exclamation came one after another.

Soon, the news of Zhao Yu's arrival was spread to two, and two passed to four, and they all knew.

Fifty thousand pairs of eyes, no matter what they could see, were moved with the steps of Zhao Yu and others.

Zhao Yu's expression remained unchanged and was cold and indifferent. Wu Sangui and others all looked ugly. These 50,000 soldiers were all elite soldiers under their command, but these people's attitude was unhappy when they saw Zhao Yu.

Although Zhao Yu knew that due to the Battle of Jinzhou, he had a great reputation in the minds of soldiers in various towns in Liaodong. He never expected that he had such a reputation.

Those admiring and fanatical gazes really make people feel angry.

Wu Sangui exchanged a glance with the two beside him, and his heart sank slightly.

Then he arrived at the stage.

The point and the general stand are quite high, standing on it, the entire schoolyard is completely visible.

The soldiers on the school ground can be seen, whether in front or behind.

Zhao Yu stood forward, and the sound of a loud bell was heard. He first read out the imperial edict so that the 50,000 soldiers knew the intention of this assembly. Then he began to boost morale.

As for the army, no matter which era, the importance of morale is self-evident.

To boost morale, either use the righteousness of the country or money or interests, nothing but the same. Zhao Yu was passionate at first, and said that the righteousness of the country was passionate.

But Zhao Yu also knew that this kind of passion was just a temporary moment. After that, it cooled down quickly and nothing happened.

Therefore, there must be financial and interests complement each other.

Zhao Yu gained something from the military books. When he came, the prince also gave some instructions.

It is said that when fighting for the country, there is no waive in the slightest amount of food and money. This point is completely unattractive in peacetime. But at this time, due to the decline of the Ming Dynasty, the court often owed food and money, and the army was in ruins, and countless officers drank blood. The soldiers at the bottom often could not get enough food and money, and even could not get a grain of food for a year or two.

As a result, it becomes attractive.

Especially what Zhao Yu said.

Perhaps the prince made a promise here in person that not many people believed in it. They would rather believe Zhao Yu, who led them to defeat the Tartars.

Because Zhao Yu is the God of War.

Nowadays, the soldiers who were in the army couldn't read a lot of words. They didn't understand any big principles. They also did not believe in the court's previous actions and did not believe in the court's promises. They were more willing to pin their hopes on powerful people like Zhao Yu.

It's a bit helpless.

First, he promised not to owe food and wages, and second, he promised to seize the property, half of which belonged to him.

This one is also very attractive.

Because the Ming army often defeated wars. Since they were defeated, there were only those who were seized, so where could they be seized? I'm afraid that they hadn't enjoyed such treatment for many years. But they believed that they could win battles with Zhao Yu. If they win, they would naturally have captured them. They couldn't say that they could make a fortune.

Third, you must reward your merits and punish your mistakes. This is what the prince specifically instructed Zhao Yu. If the prince wants to turn the world around, he must do it in this regard. Otherwise, where can anyone work hard for him?

These days, the government is dark and the army is not bad. Military achievements are the best way to rise in the army, but they are blocked. The soldiers below have been cut off a few heads, and their military achievements are enough to be upgraded, but basically all of them are taken away by their superiors and they have no share of their own. This is also one of the reasons why the soldiers are unwilling to fight and are defeated. And it is an important reason.

Without hope, who is willing to put his heart into it?

Of course, this is verbal. Because there has not been a war, it cannot be reflected. But Zhao Yu knew that the prince had made up his mind. So he said that he was justified.

All the promises were made, and the soldiers were temporarily raised, so that the 50,000 soldiers had hope, and they would first be transferred back to the Central Plains. When the war was fought, they would fulfill their promises and fulfill their promises. They would cooperate with the seventeen-character and fifty-four-killing orders and prohibit them, and they would naturally be able to train elite soldiers.

The way of reward and punishment is the foundation of establishing an army.

Zhao Yu's voice was extremely loud. Even the school was vast, with 50,000 people gathering, and everyone could hear it clearly.

When Zhao Yu asked Wu Sangui and others to order the dispatch of troops, they ruled out their servants and Biao camp. Zhao Yu didn't want this kind of person.

The military troops of the camp were a major feature of this period. They were all generals and servants, bound to the generals. Even if they were elite, they were not easy to command, which was useless.

Although the 50,000 people are inferior to the family battalion of the generals of each town, they are exactly what Zhao Yu needs. The difference between them is only in terms of their daily food and drink, equipment, and other places is not much different.

As long as you have sufficient food and drink supply and are trained properly, you will soon become an elite soldier and can be used.

Wu Sangui and others stood behind Zhao Yu, and at this time they were all expressionless.

If their servants were among the 50,000 soldiers, they might be able to do some tricks. But unfortunately, Zhao Yu had prepared for it and did not want to be the Bian.

Even if they suddenly spoke at this time and encouraged the soldiers and horses to not listen to Zhao Yu's orders, they would probably not be willing to listen to them.

And they dared not.

So what if there are 50,000 troops?

Will Zhao Yu be afraid?

I'm afraid that if I beat them to death with my backhand, everything will be stopped.

Only keep silent.

Zhao Yu brought these generals over to show that they agreed and was also a means to appease the morale of the army. Zhao Yu was not afraid of these people causing trouble. If they were causing trouble, they would be killed directly.

Even if it is the general, so what?

Zhao Yu didn't care about the court or the high-ranking officials at first. At most, he resigned and returned to Qingyun Temple. Could there be anyone who could do anything to him? He arrested him and beheaded, and was sentenced to Ming Zhengdian?

This is confidence.

If he hadn't had only one person and had countless methods of the immortal clone, he would have looked down on these soldiers.

After some encouragement and commitment, Zhao Yu ordered the troops of various units to be repaired on the spot according to their original organization. Then he returned to the General's Office with Ma Ke, Wu Sangui and others.

"General Ma, offended."

Zhao Yu finally smiled and clasped his fists and said sincerely: "I was really sorry for the past two days. But this matter is of great importance and I have to do it. I know General Ma's intentions, so please don't take this matter to heart. General Ma's loyalty will definitely show the prince."

Ma Ke's face was not good-looking, but when he heard this, he smiled: "Where is it? General Zhao Shen is also for the prince and for the Ming Dynasty. What is my grievance? I don't care, don't care."

Zhao Yu also apologized to Li Fuming and the other person, and they also said that it was okay.

As for Wu Sangui and the other two, Zhao Yu treated each other coldly.

He called Commander Zhang to prepare for his army to set sail. He carried the iron cone in his armor. When he left, he glanced at Wu Sangui and others: "You must remember that the world is still the world of Ming Dynasty."

Wu Sangui and the other two changed their expressions. Looking at Zhao Yu's back as he left, they opened their mouths and said nothing.

It is a very troublesome thing to set off a large army.

The 50,000 army is not a hundred people. There are all kinds of related things, food and supplies, the route of the army, how to march, which one is ahead and which one is behind, and all of them are all of them.

Therefore, it is rare to commander, and its difficulty is here.

If you manage a hundred people, you can do whatever you have a little talent. Even if you don’t do it well, there will be no trouble. However, if you manage a thousand people, the difficulty is different. With tens of thousands of people, the requirements for the commander will increase by a geometric multiple.

This is not the big business banks, factory owners, etc., which manage 100,000 or 80,000 yuan. Just say that the bosses of those business banks are comparable to those of the generals.

It cannot be compared.

Zhao Yufuran was also in a hurry and a little confused.

Fortunately, he was quick-witted and did not make any mistakes even though he was busy. Finally, one of his people came to the camp to recommend him and support him, and then he gradually became smooth and organized.

This person is the staff officer of Mako.

The name is strange and ordinary, called Yang He.

He had previously gone to persuade the generals of various towns. Although he had not achieved his goal completely, he also mentioned that these headquarters were coming to Shanhaiguan. Otherwise, if Zhao Yu had to mobilize troops, the difficulty would be more than just one level.

After completing this, Yang He did not return to the General's Mansion.

He only sent a letter and waited outside the military camp. It was not until Zhao Yu began to arrange the army to set off, and after waiting for a while, he recommended himself.

Zhao Yu really valued him.

After all, Yang He is capable. The logistics arrangements of the 50,000 troops were actually in order and there was no chaotic situation. This made Zhao Yu very happy.

So he entrusted all the matters to him, and he took a hundred personal soldiers to patrol.

In this way, one day later, that is, early the next morning, the army set out.

The 50,000 army was divided into three divisions, front, middle and back. Zhao Yu was in the middle commander, with Yang He as the temporary staff officer, and Commander Zhang was in front, and he was in a turbulent way. He left the pass and headed for the capital.

...

It was still in Zhou Yanru's mansion, or in the dim study.

There are still three cabinet bosses, including Zhou Yanru, Chen Yan and Xie Sheng.

The atmosphere is a bit dull.

The three of them were pondering, and their expressions changed under the lights.

After a long time, Chen Yan sighed and said, "I don't want that martial artist to be so famous in Liaodong. None of the six generals dared to resist, so that he could easily win 50,000 troops."

"What can you do?" Zhou Yanru said in a narrow voice: "Now that 50,000 troops are set off, and they will arrive in the capital soon. At that time, the prince will lead his troops to fight. With the help of the martial artist, wouldn't he win every battle?!"

Xie Sheng was silent.

Chen Yan carefully said: "It's not impossible. When a large army goes to war, it's not that there are soldiers or generals, you can win. Food and grass are the most important."

Zhou Yanru shook his head repeatedly: "The prince has been doing frequent activities in recent days. According to the news from the people below, the prince has enough financial resources to support a war. Even if we completely cut off the supply of food and grass, we can't do anything."

How could Chen Yan not know? Hearing this, he just sighed: "I didn't expect that the prince was only fifteen years old and had such a secret ability. I'm afraid he had prepared for this many years ago. He is such a 'wise king'!"

"Mingjun..." Xie Sheng laughed on the side: "He is not the lord yet."
Chapter completed!