Dragon map of the Three Kingdoms

Chapter 1289 Whole Army Three

The turmoil of the whole army intensified, and the influence began to expand from Yudu.

The army also began to turmoil.

All the chief generals in the army began to receive military orders from the Privy Council, but this military order made them fall into dire straits of thinking.

Everyone knew it was going to be a big upheaval.

Someone will fall.

Someone will get up.

And choice is also very important.

It is obedience.

It is still obedient and violative.

They are all under consideration.

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The Southern Central Army is in the Red Emperor City.

The military order was naturally the first to arrive.

Meng Huo has lived a smooth life in the past few years. Although it was a helpless move to surrender to the Mu family, the life of at least the clan has improved a lot after these years.

Now there are already many tribesmen who have migrated out from the deep mountains one after another.

Of course, most of the clansmen still prefer to live in the deep mountains, because there is no sense of security outside, which makes them very uneasy.

But even so, their lives are much better.

The mutual market specially established by the Minghou Mansion allows them to exchange their own things for grain, cloth, salt, and even books from the Han people...

Such a day was what they were looking forward to.

That should be nice.

In fact, Meng Huo was also very happy. He had received letters from his brother Meng You several times, which showed Meng You's expectation for a better and better life for the barbarians in the future.

However, as the barbarian king of the barbarian tribe, Meng Huo felt a little uneasy amidst happiness.

He was afraid that if things went on like this, the Nanman would completely submit to the Mu Clan's battle flag, and there would be no day to stand up.

The oppression of the Han people cannot suppress the barbarian warriors, but the policies of the Han people can disintegrate the fighting spirit of the barbarians. It is a good thing to be able to live a good life, but it will also make the barbarians lose the courage to resist.

If the policy changes in the future, can the barbarian son still pick up the sword and gun and fight for the barbarian clansmen?
There are also quite a few barbarian tribesmen who have already entered the Han people's schools to learn the language, writing, and knowledge of the Han people...

Well someday.

Will the barbarians disappear in the long river of history?

These seemingly unfounded worries, as a generation of barbarian kings and the patriarch of the 36 barbarian tribes, Meng Huo had to think more about it.

Of course, he still holds the South China Army in his hands, so there is still room for bargaining.

The Nanzhong Army is a military force after the fusion of the barbarians and the Yizhou County soldiers. It is mainly composed of barbarian warriors. It can be regarded as a lot of meritorious service established over the years.

In the first battle of Xiling, Meng Huo fought hard against Sun Jian.

This battle can be regarded as breaking the influence of Meng Huo's alien generals, and it can be regarded as entering the series of Mu Jun's own people.

This is an important step.

But recently, he heard that Mu Jun will face rectification, gossip is flying all over the sky, and he doesn't know the final result of the rectification, but he can't help but feel a little worried.

"General!"

A calm voice sounded.

"Come in!"

Meng Huo has always insisted on learning Chinese, learning the art of war of the Han people, and enriching himself so that he can have more abilities. He put down the book in his hand, looked at this little soldier, and asked, "What's the matter?"

"Military Order of the Privy Council!"

The orderly passed up a secret order.

"I know, you go down!"

"promise!"

At this time, Meng Huo opened the secret order, looked at it, and said nothing, that is, he was asked to return to Yudu to report his duties, but it was this simple secret order that made him feel a little uneasy.

However, the military order was still a military order, and he could not disobey it, so that afternoon, he arranged military affairs, took a few personal soldiers, and returned directly to Yudu City to report to the Privy Council.

In the evening, Huang Zhong, the privy envoy, and Mu Jing, the lord, received Meng Huo in person.

In the side hall of the Privy Council, Mu Jing knelt on a bamboo mat, smiled at Meng Huo, and said, "Sit down, it's not as formal as this!"

"Yes!"

How could Meng Huo not be restrained in front of Mu Jing, but Mu Jing said that he could only relax his muscles as much as possible and kneel in front of Mu Jing.

"This time, tell me about the recent situation of the South China Army!" Mu Jing said kindly.

"After training last year, the Southern Central Army's combat effectiveness has recovered to nine out of ten. However, it suffered a lot of battle damage and recruited more recruits. It will take a certain amount of time for the army to fully recover its peak combat effectiveness!"

Meng Huo said in a well-regulated manner: "Of course, if the lord has the order, our South Central Army can fight tough battles!"

"very good!"

Mu Jing smiled and said, "I know the situation of the South China Army!"

His gaze changed and became sharper: "Then Meng Huo, have you heard the news about the rectification in the army?"

"There is indeed some such news, but it has not been confirmed!"

Meng Huo nodded.

"I plan to change the Nanzhong Army. The Nanzhong Army is also called the Nanman Army. The Nanman Army is mostly young. There is no doubt about it. I'm not worried about you, but..."

Mujing doesn't plan to hang out with Meng Huo, just be direct, so that Meng Huo won't have too many thoughts, sometimes you cover up, but let them have more thoughts.

"The number of Nanzhong Army can't be kept, it will be replaced by Jingping Second Army!" Mu Jing said.

"The final general is willing to obey the military order!"

Meng Huo gritted his teeth.

"Also..." The real intention came, and Mu Jing spoke slowly: "I'm going to transfer you out, I hope you can take over Jingping's Fourth Army, that is, the former Zhonglang General of the Dongzhou Army! "

"what?"

Meng Huo was caught off guard, his pupils widened suddenly, and his expression became terrified.

His first thought was that Mu Jing had killed the donkey: "Does my lord not trust the last general?"

"If I don't trust you!"

Mu Jing shook his head: "At this time, I should ambush the swordsmen on the left and right, cut you down first, and then choose a barbarian king from the southern barbarians as a puppet, so as to control the barbarians!"

A chill ran down Meng Huo's spine.

In the past, this would have been impossible. The barbarians held 36 holes and held together to keep warm, so they would not be easily shaken.

But now, the Mu army has been rectifying Nanzhong for many years, and its majesty has already been established, and it has also won the trust of many barbarian tribes. At least half of the 36 caves have begun to trust the Han people.

If Mu Jing really attacked him, beheaded him, and then claimed that he died of illness, and then lowered his posture to give some sweetness to the barbarians, his death would be insignificant.

At that time, the new king of the barbarians.

"rest assured!"

Mu Jing smiled, and said: "I believe you now, and I'm not a person who can take action against my own generals. Breaking the rules is equivalent to ruining the reputation of my Mu Jun. The gain outweighs the loss!"

It was only when he said this that Meng Huo breathed a sigh of relief. He thought deeply that he had not rebelled, and had been fighting for the Minghou Mansion. If Mu Jing did something to him, even if there were no rules, some generals would be dissatisfied. Especially alien generals.

Among the herding army, not only the Nanman is a foreign race, but the Xiqiang and Wuxi Man are all foreign races who surrendered.

"I would like to ask, why did my lord make such a decision?" Meng Huo was still a little unwilling. Losing the soldiers of the Nanman was equivalent to losing his influence on the barbarians. He, the barbarian king, would have no real name.

"For your future, and because I don't want to kill my own generals, I have no choice but to make this move!" Mu Jing was still very patient with Meng Huo. Since he asked, he explained it himself: "I am the Marquis of the Southern Barbarians. I have been in the mansion for many years, but it is still difficult to manage. You do not have absolute trust in me. I am not afraid of your rebellion, but I have to guard against it. I don’t want to fight another battle to conquer the southern barbarians!"

"And you, you have too much influence, I'm afraid you won't end well in the future!"

"Meng Huo!"

Mu Jing said in a deep tone: "I am the king, and you are also the king. Two tigers cannot be hidden in one mountain, and two kings can be hidden in one southwest, do you think?"

"The final general has no second thoughts!"

Meng Huo was chilled, sweating like rain, and quickly called out: "Master Mingcha!"

"I said, I believe you!" Mu Jing said, "But can you guarantee that when the Nanman you control becomes stronger and stronger, you will have no ambition at all? To be honest, even if you dare, I will not ensure!"

Meng Huo suddenly turned off the fire.

Some words, spoken out, are so realistic.

Even if it was himself, he couldn't convince himself.

When the Nanman tribe became stronger and stronger, and the barbarian soldiers became more and more brave, would he really be able to keep fighting for the Mu family?

Just like Mujing said.

Mujing is the king, the king of the Minghou Mansion, and the king of the Southwest.

But he is also the king, the king of the barbarians.

The king sees the king, that is a dead end.

Even if he can extinguish the flame for a while, it may be difficult to suppress his ambition for a lifetime. What should he do by then.

"The last general is dull, please tell me clearly, my lord!"

Meng Huo bowed and said.

"You have to let me rest assured that you will have a future!" Mu Jing said very calmly: "Otherwise, no matter how much meritorious service you have built, you will not end well in the end. I, Mu Jing, bear the heavy responsibility of Marquis Ming. Sometimes, even if you don’t want to, you have to do some ugly things first, at least, there will be no war between us, barbarians and Han people, there will be no more fights!”

He said this from the bottom of his heart.

I really don't want to fight.

In a fight, no matter whether you win or lose, it's just internal friction.

Therefore, no matter what, Meng Huo must leave his current position and give up his control over the Nanman soldiers, otherwise he will not have good fruit in the future.

Even if Mujing has trust in him, there will be countless doubts, this is human nature.

"The end will understand!"

Meng Huo was a little bitter.

The truth is this truth, but it is difficult for him to accept it if he really wants him to accept it. After all, he is the king of the Southern Man.

"You still have time to think!"

Mu Jing said: "The generals of each army will come to Yudu one after another after receiving the military order, and then make rectification together. These days, you are in Yudu, think about it carefully, I don't ask you to accept it, but Meng Huo, take a long-term view, maybe take a step back, it is a good thing for you, not a bad thing, and Dongzhou Army is also a good stage, I never thought of depriving you of military power, you are a General, I hope you can make great achievements and leave your name in history in the future!"

"Yes!"

Meng Huo took a deep breath, he knew very well that Mujing's ability to speak up to this point was enough to show his sincerity, and it was not that he didn't trust himself, so thinking about it was somewhat comforting.

But the heart is uncomfortable after all.

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Meng Huo left the Privy Council and went directly to the post station.

But in the Privy Council, Huang Zhong couldn't help complaining to Mu Jing: "My lord, what you said is too straightforward, I'm not afraid that he will complain in his heart!"

"For different people, use different methods to communicate!"

Mu Jing said softly: "If you are facing people like Hu Zhao, you have to go around in circles. The farther you go, the better. But when it comes to people like Shang Menghuo, even if they have thoughts, their thoughts are straight. We go around too much. If they can't figure it out, they will get a bad result, thinking that we are killing donkeys, which is not good!"

"Indeed!"

Huang Zhong thought about it, but he had to think that what Mu Jing said was reasonable. For example, he would not spend countless brain cells like Hu Zhaoxi Zhicai to figure out whether there were other words in Mu Jing's words. It means that Mu Jing thinks what Mu Jing says.

"He has to pass this test!" Mu Jing sighed, "We are indeed not very authentic. Logically speaking, they don't make mistakes, and they don't rebel. It can be regarded as a meritorious general, but even so, what should be done is still to be done, not afraid of [-], just in case, war is not a gamble, we would rather be despicable, but also keep this peace, we cannot take half a step back Yes, we can only let them take a step back and give the barbarians more compensation in the future!"

Politics has never been benevolent.

Only profit.

For the barbarians, benevolent government is a means, but there must be checks and balances, otherwise, if you treat them well, they will take it for granted, and you will just think about it.

"I'm afraid Meng Huo won't be able to figure it out!"

Huang Zhongdao: "Compare your heart to your heart. If you lose control of the barbarian soldiers, it is tantamount to handing over the military power of the barbarians. If it were me, I would definitely struggle!"

"Then let him struggle!" Mu Jing said calmly, "I'll give him a chance, as long as he doesn't cross the bottom line, I'll treat him as if I can't see it, and let him make trouble!"

"Will it affect our rectification of the military affairs of the various armies?"

"Try to suppress it!" Mu Jing said, "Even if it affects you, there's nothing you can do about it. What needs to be done is still to be done. Let them make trouble when they should. There is no smooth sailing in the first place!"

"Understood!"

Huang Zhong took a deep breath, he understood Mu Jing, since Mu Jing had already made a decision, in fact, many things could not be changed.

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When the turmoil of the whole army spread, a piece of good news came from Minghou Mansion.

Minghou Mujing will take the former Situ of the imperial court, the orphan daughter left behind by Wang Yun, and the daughter of Huang Chengyan, a great scholar in Jingzhou, as his concubine three months later.

Mu Jing is not alone.

It is related to the well-being of millions of people in the southwest.

His happy event.

It is equal to the happy event of the whole Southwest.

The news spread quickly, and within a few days, even the whole world knew about it.

You must know that Wang Yun's reputation is still higher than that of Cai Yong, and the influence of Confucianism on scholars can be seen with the naked eye.

And Huang Chengyan of Jingzhou is also a great Confucian scholar.

The prestige in the hearts of scholars also exists like a giant.

Looks like it's just a concubine.

But the political thoughts revealed were indeed a signal that Mujing wanted to ease relations with Shilin.

Since the Mu clan started, it has walked on the blood of Shilin.

When Mu Shan killed the most influential family in the world today, the Yuan family, known as the fourth generation and the third lord, the most influential scholarly family, it was already doomed that the Mu family would part ways with the scholars.

But today is different.

Mu Jing was already full-fledged, and at this time Shilin obviously couldn't hold Mu Jing anymore. If the relationship did not thaw and the relationship deteriorated, it would be difficult for everyone. After all, scholars are only hard-boned, not invulnerable.

If Mujing is determined to be Qin Shihuang once, and burn books and bury Confucianism once, then they will be sadly urged.

So when this signal came out, countless scholars were a little bit happy.

(End of this chapter)