Aspiring to the Ten Kingdoms

Chapter 609 Why can't the soldiers of the Dianqian Division work?
Song Xiong took the order and suggested: "I think that I can specially arrange officials to go to the front line and let them tell what they saw with their own eyes. This will be more impactful."

Song Xiong's eyes were burning, with a little excitement, obviously aware of the intention of Luo Youdu's move.

Luo Youdu nodded in satisfaction, it was the right person to arrange for Song Xiong to take control of the theater.

The retrograde march of 13 imperial troops to the north is indeed spectacular and shocking.

Luo Youdu's immediate political purpose can't be hidden from those who are interested.

Open-minded literati can accept the coexistence of talented scholars and soldiers, while backward-minded literati naturally feel that martial arts are not even worthy of being compared with scholars, let alone the best among scholars.

However, in the face of the current trend, literati who have always known how to advance and retreat dare not say anything more.

But when stumbling in a special link, avoid the important and ignore the minor, put aside the facts and talk about the harm, messy, obedient and obedient.

As long as core interests are involved, there is really nothing that some literati who have no bottom line can't do.

If such people are in charge of the newspaper, one can imagine what will be reported at this critical time.

Song Xiong was different. As a scholar trapped in the Khitan enemy-occupied area, he knew the harm brought by the country's military exhaustion.

If it wasn't for Luo Youdu's recovery of Yanyou land, Song Xiong wouldn't dare to imagine that in the north a hundred years later, would anyone still know that he was from the Central Plains.

Song Xiong also disliked the soldiers and bandits of the Five Dynasties and Ten Kingdoms, but the soldiers of the Luo Yu Dynasty were obviously different.

Especially this time when Luo Youdu single-handedly facilitated the 13 imperial troops going northward, even Song Xiong was moved by it.

With such an embargo, why not report and brag about it?

Luo Youdu added: "You can also bring people who are good at drawing and painting, roughly draw some special scenes, and print them on newspapers, the effect will be better."

Song Xiong hesitated: "Will this be too difficult?"

It has been half a year since Song Xiong took over Jinzuoyuan, and he is very familiar with the printing and distribution of newspapers.

The biggest feature of newspapers is instant updates, and new content needs to be printed almost every day.

The lettering is one thing, but the engraving is another.

Luo Youdu said: "You don't need to draw vividly, as long as you know the meaning. Sculpture and simple painting are still difficult for the craftsman. At critical times, no matter how difficult it is, you have to overcome it. Maybe the craftsman is easy, and improving the technique will be great. "

After this mountain opening incident, Luo Youdu realized one thing.

Instead of deliberately seeking perfection, it is better to take out the imperfect things and use them.

If professional people are not comfortable with it, they will naturally improve and correct it.

Why does the development of this technology benefit the country and the people?

Isn't it just the laziness of human nature, which develops step by step by doing simple things into difficult things?
The gunpowder that has been studied for so long is really not as good as this time when it is put into actual combat, and the effect of improving the problem is obvious.

Luo Youdu doesn't care about making things difficult for his subordinates at all now, anyway, he is not the one who has a headache.

Seeing this, Song Xiong could only bite the bullet and agree.

Song Xiong's work efficiency is very high, but one day, when the frontline soldiers bravely passed the canal, the big and small things that happened were published in the newspapers, some special ones such as minor injuries could not leave the front line, and a group of old men were so tired that they fell directly on the embankment to sleep The drawings are moving in any era.

Not to mention the simple people, even the younger generation of scholars, read it with enthusiasm, and they can't wait to devote themselves to it.

Many poems and sentences praising soldiers were born from the pens of various literati, even Li Yu wrote a poem to praise soldiers.

The emperor Luo Youdu was no exception, and once again wrote a chicken soup essay titled "The Most Glorious and Lovely Person".

The whole article is a tribute to the feats of soldiers.

These praises and praises naturally spread to the front line at the first time.

Chan slip line.

The Iron Cavalry Army in front of the palace.

A group of resting soldiers gathered together and talked about what they had experienced.

Lu Dazhuang, a soldier, closed his eyes and felt his heart burning hotly: "Hey, it's the first time I've been thanked for being so big!"

"No!" Hu Niu'er beside Lu Dazhuang said: "Seeing the grateful expression of the old man, I always feel uncomfortable. I used to be a bit of a jerk."

He was a little annoyed in his words, and his realm was sublimated in vain.

Hu Niuer's words attracted bursts of echoes.

The Iron Cavalry Army of the Dianqian Division is the ace army of the Dianqian Division adapted from the Xiaodi Army of the Later Han Dynasty.

For a strong army like the Cavalry Army, the soldiers are all elites selected from thousands of people.

Such people are often gifted and born strong, and most of them have experienced bullying to some extent.

Either because you don't have enough to eat, or because you have nowhere to release your energy.

Originally, it was the era of warrior supremacy, who didn't come out of the local hooligans?
Most of this kind of people get fear of rejection, spurned behind their backs, never know what it feels like to be appreciated, to be held in hand and thanked.

This time they were ordered to open the canal, and most of their water and food were prepared by nearby officials organized by elderly women in villages and counties.

Because the men in the villages and counties either went through the canals or went to the Yellow River to block the water and fight the floods.

The elderly women are naturally responsible for these trivial matters. Faced with the benefactors who helped to open the canal, the elderly women are naturally 1 grateful.

This gave the soldiers a different feeling.

Faced with these heartfelt thanks, many people gradually felt the taste of glory.

This time the Forbidden Army marched northward. It was said that they were united as one, and 13 people went retrograde.

But in fact, it is not difficult to achieve this. The decision makers in the military are that small group of people.

Luo Youdu gave an order: Palace Commander Han Lingkun, Ma Commander Gao Huaide, Bu Commander Han Tong, and Commander Cao Bin, these four people took the order and carried it out.

With the military discipline of the imperial court, no one would dare to openly violate it.

There has never been a precedent for this matter. Although people were ordered to go north, they were not without reluctance. There are many people who were not moved by Luo Youdu's "Letter to All Luo Yu's Generals and Soldiers".

But when they faced the people's endless praise, and the literati who were far above the top, when they wrote and praised, their reluctance disappeared.

The glory of the soldier began to have a place in their hearts.

Sometimes, illusory things can indeed give people great motivation.

A person walked slowly in the distance.

"The political commissar is here!"

"political commissar!"

"political commissar……"

The army is full of rough men, and many people are illiterate. If they want to write letters or send money home, they don’t know where to start.

The emergence of political commissars solved many problems in the lives of soldiers.

In particular, the first batch of political commissars were carefully selected talents, who easily won the love of most soldiers by virtue of their pro-military work.

Pu Hao, political commissar of the Iron Cavalry Army, with tired eyes, greeted the left and right soldiers, came to one person, and kicked the Iron Cavalry Army Du Yuhou Mu Bo, who was lying sprawled all over, to make him retract his hands and feet.

Mu Bo scolded: "There is no seat over there, why are you next to me?"

But still moved his butt for him.

Pu Hao sat down next to him, leaned on his buttocks, and said, "You have a lot of flesh, it's comfortable to lean on."

Mu Bo uttered a national curse, and ignored him.

Pu Hao said: "That's what you do, you complain the most, and the more you do, the more work you do. It's hard work, so why bother? If it weren't for your distasteful personality, why are you still Du Yuhou?"

Mu Bo said angrily: "You have to take care of it!"

Pu Hao shook his head and smiled wryly, there are thousands of types of people.

Moo-po's character is the most thankless type he's ever seen.

Regardless of good or bad things, if it doesn't happen to him, he will be like an eighth woman, chattering.But as soon as it landed on him, he was full of complaints, complaining again and again, and it was disgusting.

But when he complains, he will do it at the same time. His ability is extraordinary, and he does things beautifully.

After suffering, he did not get well. Several of his superiors gave him both love and hate, mixed praise and praise. Some people even said that if he was dumb, he would not be just a Du Yuhou in the iron cavalry now.

During this trip to the north, Mu Bo, who likes to complain the most, cannot do without complaints.

As a political commissar, Pu Hao naturally had to do his ideological work.

Mu Bo is the thorn in the army, after Pu Hao was incorporated into the Cavalry Army, he was the one he came into contact with most often.

After a long time, they get along fairly well, and there is no dignity in speaking.

Pu Hao pulled out a newspaper from his arms like a baby, put it on Mu Bo's stomach, and said, "This is a new issue of the newspaper, Your Majesty has written another article."

Hearing this, Mu Bo hurriedly got up, took the newspaper, and read it carefully.

Although he was full of complaints, Mu Bo respected Luo Youdu very much.

Because he is from Youzhou, he came to the Central Plains with Zhao Kuangzan, and couldn't go back.It was Luo Youdu who recovered Youzhou, allowing him to go home and find his relatives.

Soon he was full of the chicken soup-like article, especially the last sentence: "Zhuangzai, I am a soldier of Dayu, infinitely glorious."

Continue to look down and read Li Yu's poems praising soldiers.

That line of poetry, he knew each word separately, but when assembled together, he couldn't read it clearly, and cursed: "What the hell, it's written in a mess, and the writing style is far worse than His Majesty's."

Mu Bo returned the newspaper to Pu Hao without saying a word.

Pu Hao noticed that Mu Bo's tiger's mouth was open, and he said knowingly: "But I see that you worked very hard, and your hands are worn out. Bag yourself..." He pulled out a roll of military cloth strips from his arms , and threw it to him.

Mu Bo blushed and said stubbornly: "I just don't want to be looked down upon by those self-righteous civil servants. They are all taking the hard-earned money of the common people. Can I compare with them?"

After the Five Dynasties, most of the soldiers were professional soldiers, and so was the Luoyu court. All the forbidden troops focused on training, not production and farming.

Their salaries and subsidies come from the common people, so Luo Youdu stated this in the "Letter to All Luo Yu Generals and Soldiers".

The food and clothing of the imperial army comes from the blood and sweat of the common people...

Now that the people are in trouble, they naturally have an obligation to protect the safety of the people.

At this time, a person rushed towards the horse from a distance, and said loudly: "The water level of the Yellow River is rising, and a lot of sandbags and wooden piles are needed..."

When Mu Bo heard the words, he thought of the sentence "Dayu soldiers, infinite glory", and cursed: "Fight it!"

He got up and yelled, "Don't take a damn break, get up and work for me. Lu Dazhuang, where are you going to die? You took the A-type camp, C-type camp, and D-type camp with pack horses to chop wood, and the others followed. I transport sandbags to the north."

The Iron Cavalry Army is the elite of the Dianqian Division, so naturally there is no shortage of horses.Most people are one person with two horses, or even one person with three horses.

Among them, the war horses are used when the two armies are facing each other, and the pack horses are used to carry people and heavy armor.

If there is really only one horse, let the horse carry a heavy armored rider on the road, and you will be exhausted when you reach the front line, and it is impossible to go into battle immediately.

Therefore, they went north this time, and they used horses to transport the excavated sand and gravel, and the project progressed rapidly.

Mu Bo has a weird personality, but he never procrastinates in his work, and quickly arranged soldiers to go north to support the most dangerous Yellow River lines in Chanzhou and Huazhou.

Mu Bo suddenly thought of something, and said to Pu Hao, "Just trouble the political commissar to ask for instructions for me."

Pu Hao found Han Lingkun worriedly.

Han Lingkun personally supervised the work on the canal. He was shirtless, and stepped forward to help from time to time.

Even if the palace commander is like this, the soldiers below naturally dare not slack off.

After listening to Pu Hao's report, Han Lingkun said, "Let him go. Wei Xiang, Jia Yu and many other people are fighting against the flood on the embankment. Why can't the soldiers in the front of our palace do it? You can go to Wang Shenqi. Let him also bring people to support. We have enough people here..."

"But..." Pu Hao's expression changed drastically.

Han Lingkun's face was tense, and he said, "Go ahead, I'll take the responsibility if something goes wrong. At critical times, who won't be on the scene? It's shameful not to be on the front line..."

As Luo Youdu's earliest military friend, he received the deepest influence from Luo Youdu.

The 13 Imperial Army marched northward, and these 13 soldiers, apart from the [-] imperial soldiers guarding the imperial palace in Bianjing, can be said to be the core strength of the Luoyu court.

No matter how bad the situation was, Luo Youdu didn't dare to let them take the risk of going to the Yellow River to fight the danger.

The task of the imperial army is to dredge the diversion canals, which is very important, but it is not on the front line of the Yellow River.

Han Lingkun shouted: "The faster we are here, the less risk there will be on the embankment..."

Facing the gratitude of the people, facing the glory sprouting in my heart...

The Imperial Army broke out with great strength and tenacious willpower.

Originally expected to be a one-and-a-half month project, the Imperial Army took only seven days.

Of course, the completion of the project is a little rough, and it will take time to repair it later.

But at this critical moment, how could he care so much?
On the north shore of Guangwu Mountain...

With Wei Renpu's sound, the embankment was opened.

The rumbling gunpowder exploded.

The surging water of the Yellow River rushed from the breach of Guangwu Mountain to the diversion channel.

The powerful current hit the mountain stream of Guangwu Mountain, and the splashing water slapped the boulders on both sides of the mountain stream, rushing into the distance.

Wei Renpu's heart was trembling, this was their last hope.

The floods in Chanzhou and Huazhou have already overflowed the embankment, and now the overflowing embankment is blocked by the second embankment.

If it goes on like this, it can still be supported, but where there has been a small breach, it will collapse anytime and anywhere.

Once the embankment collapsed, the second embankment would not be able to stop the influx of flood water.

They have done what they can, but overfulfilled, and now everything can only be left to fate.

About half an hour later, Wei Renpu got the news that the water levels in Chanzhou and Huazhou had dropped, and the embankment was exposed.Wang Shenqi, the commander of the Dianqian Division, led the soldiers of the Dianqian Division to wade through the accumulated water of the second embankment and re-reinforce the embankment.

"Great……"

Wei Renpu burst into ecstasy, but then his vision went dark, and he fell to the ground.

　Two in one!

　　
　
(End of this chapter)