Royal Gold Magistrate

The progress of Eastern Suburb University is fairly smooth, and nothing has happened.

Fang Zhengyi happily became the shopkeeper.

Anyway, there have been talents in the county who have sorted out the process for so many years, and he will do whatever he can let go.

After all, I have a proper job, and I should be worthy of it.

Morning as always.

Fangzheng stared blankly as usual, as long as he didn't ask about his own affairs, he would pretend that other things didn't happen, and he didn't care.

This is the self-cultivation of the old salted fish.

But this time, the situation was a little unexpected.

"Can you say that again?"

Fang Zhengyi was closing his eyes slightly, when Emperor Jing's angry voice suddenly sounded in his ears, and he couldn't help being shocked.

When I looked up, I saw Feng Jiejun, Shangshu of the Ministry of War.

Feng Jie said nervously: "The natives of Yishun rebelled and attacked Shanwei City, killing 700 officers and soldiers... After looting, they returned to the city."

"However, there are reports from the local area that reinforcements have been sent nearby."

"Is the Divine Machine Camp available now?"

"Under renovation, not yet available..."

The anger on Emperor Jing's face has not yet dissipated, and he nodded helplessly: "Send Cui Jun, the deputy capital of the left, to take the post of governor to Yishun to supervise the army. After the suppression, he will appease him. Remember to report in time."

Feng Jie nodded in yes, and then withdrew.

After only listening to half of it, Fangzheng was in a fog.

But I still care about it... The local conflicts, large and small, have actually never stopped.

However, there were no major wars, and dozens of people were killed. Now 700 people have died in one brain, which is the first time he has experienced it since he entered the dynasty.

But thinking about it again, things thousands of miles away... have nothing to do with him.

Keep sneaking.

Until he retired from the imperial court, Li Yuanzhao approached him mysteriously: "Old Fang, Yishun is at war, have you heard?"

"What does it have to do with me?"

"I'm not interested in this, you're still not a man! Walk around, follow me to the East Palace to talk."

In the East Palace, Li Yuanzhao hurriedly found an old Baba map from somewhere, and hung it on the wall.

Fang Zhengyi sat below as a primary school student.

Li Yuanzhao pointed to a location on the map with a sword in his hand and said: "This is Yishun, the old land of Gan Kingdom. The barbarians gathered here, and later they surrendered to our Dajing. The imperial court has been transporting here for so many years. Money and food, but the barbarians are uneducated, and disputes continue."

"The conflict broke out this time because the local officials violated their customs again. Those barbarian natives have a lot of problems, and I don't know which god they provoked. This kind of thing is also common. I didn't expect this This time things will make such a big fuss."

"Stop!" Fangzheng raised his hand and said, "Your Highness, does it seem meaningless to tell me this?"

"Your Majesty has already sent someone to fight, why are you still talking about this?"

Li Yuanzhao licked his lips and said, "I guess we can't win...at most we can draw, and we will lose no matter what.""

"If it can be captured, Father would have already sent people to attack. Yishun is a mountainous area with dense forests and miasma. The soldiers are more familiar with the environment. This trip is at most to suppress and quell conflicts, and it is impossible to completely make them submit."

"Whether we win or lose this battle, we are actually the ones who lost. With this defeat alone, the imperial court has already been disgraced. Originally, those natives refused to be educated, and there are other tribes watching? If they can't be conquered at once, I'm afraid Endless troubles!"

"Fortunately, there is only one Yishun this time." Li Yuanzhao said, and took out a small map and hung it up.

Pointing to a small house-like pattern on it, he said: "This is the main city of Yishun. Many tribes gather here. I heard that some beliefs are enshrined here."

"If I lead the troops..."

"Wait a minute!" Fang Zhengyi looked at Li Yuanzhao suspiciously, "I heard what His Highness means...do you want to go to war?"

Li Yuanzhao twitched the corners of his mouth, coughed twice, and continued to point at the map.

"Listen to me. If I lead the troops, I will send a large army to suppress the border first... Divide the troops into three routes, and force the natives into the city."

"According to past experience, the natives will definitely withdraw and defend the city. It is impossible for our people to survive outside the city for a long time. They will automatically withdraw after a few days."

"However, as long as two hundred elite soldiers are dispatched, attack the city at night, and then use gunpowder to break open the city gate. The army can drive straight in..."

Fangzheng nodded repeatedly: "Well, what then?"

"Then, you lend me the [-] elite soldiers from Taoyuan County, and I will go and subdue those natives myself."

"..."

The corner of Fang Zhengyi's mouth dropped instantly: "Don't even think about it!"

"Your Highness, are you crazy? You ran all the way to fight, and you still want to borrow my people. Your Majesty must kill me first if he knows."

"Besides, why do you want to borrow ministers! Why do ministers send them to the battlefield?"

Li Yuanzhao raised his head and sighed: "Old Fang, I am at this age, and I feel that there is no hope of going to the battlefield again in this life. This is my only wish, really!"

"If you want to attack and break through the city gate at night, ordinary soldiers are not easy to use. The people in Taoyuan County are not only big and round, but also physically strong. They have also been exposed to gunpowder... There is no more suitable candidate than them."

"The local generals are not brave enough! They don't know the power of gunpowder. Cui Jun, the supervising officer sent by my father, is just a civil servant. What does he know? How many casualties!"

This stinky and shameless thing actually took the idea of ​​those elite soldiers of his own, so he won't agree!

Fang Zhengyi's face was pulled long, and he shook his head vigorously.

"They are doing well in the capital. It's too dangerous to do this kind of thing. If I don't borrow it, you can't go either."

Li Yuanzhao said excitedly: "My palace will lead the way and win the first battle. I don't know how many lives will be saved. Lao Fang, when did you become so timid?"

Fangzheng persuaded helplessly: "Your Highness, even if everything goes well, it will take a lot of time. Don't you want to see the birth of your child with your own eyes?"

"What's more, how can you be sure that the imperial court will definitely lose the battle? Maybe it will be a great victory when you come back in a few months. Your Majesty uses troops like a god, so he can't be wrong."

Thinking of having a child, Li Yuanzhao felt depressed for a while.

Sitting down beside Fang Zhengyi, he sighed and said, "You are right, I thought you would support me. But you believe me, the outcome of this battle will not be good, and the two sides can only compromise with each other in the end. , I am not wrong about this point. If Yishun can win with conventional tactics, then he should have been defeated by the army of Qian Kingdom long ago."

Seeing him give up, Fangzheng heaved a sigh of relief, stared at the map and said thoughtfully: "If you force people into the city and then throw fire oil from the sky, wouldn't it be a successful battle? What do you think?"

"Hehe, that's of course good! But I think it's better to do it. It's more convenient for the thunder from the sky to kill the enemy." Li Yuanzhao laughed.

Fangzheng shrugged, noncommittal.

He is too lazy to talk about interdisciplinary matters.

The hot air balloon has no horoscope, a mere native, the court is furious, can't it be defeated by sending heavy troops?

......

Maybe I didn't sleep well, and the latest mood is relatively low....I decided to quit rushing and cultivate self-motivation!Be a positive energy person.

The first day of the registration point for the Quit Chong Contest!