frightfiction Chapter 467: Fu's Army's Drumming
Chapter 467: Fu's Army's Drumming
There is the General's Mansion at Jingmen Pass, so the father and son don't have to go back to the barracks that day.
Two years later, when the father and son had dinner together again, it was already late at night.
Fu Huaian could tell that his father was very happy today, and the dinner table was filled with his father's voice asking about the situation at home.
In the end, I felt a little bit over it.
Suddenly, Fu Changzhou patted Fu Huaian on the shoulder and said, "Son, do you have a girl you like? After we defeat Beiyuan this time, your father will go and propose to you in person."
Fu Huaian paused with his chopsticks in his hand: "How can we start a family if the world is not at peace?"
"Bullshit, the interior of the country has been divided for so many years. If everyone thinks like you, the army won't be able to recruit soldiers in the future."
Fu Huaian, who ate his food slowly and leisurely, didn't expect that he would be urged to get married after arriving at Jingmen Pass.
Seeing his son like this, Duke Fu was discouraged again. His son was good in every way except that he was stubborn and opinionated. "Don't you have any favorites?"
"No. Father, let's talk about Bei Yuan's situation."
The old father sighed helplessly: "A year and a half ago, after Tai Alu, the national teacher of the Northern Yuan Dynasty, killed Gulichi, he has been in control of the Northern Yuan Dynasty. Although he also supported Ben Yali as the Khan, he was just holding the emperor hostage to control the princes..."
The rare family dinner between the father and son turned into a negotiation meeting, and they fell into a deep sleep in the second half of the night.
The next morning, he returned to the familiar military camp.
Young faces, holding spears, lined up in neat rows. These soldiers had silent expressions, but their hearts were filled with turbulent emotions.
Most people know that throughout history, few men have ever returned from war. Once a war is started and one embarks on a long journey, what awaits them is either a triumphant return or a bloody battle.
Because in the Fu family army, there has never been a soldier deserting the battlefield.
Fu Changzhou looked at the soldiers training below the stage and clenched his fists: "I have been waiting for this war for many years, and now the time has finally come."
"Go back to the tent and beat the drum!"
This is the time to beat the drum. Don't underestimate the sound of the drum. It is the most solemn thing in the army.
There are three drum beats in total. If the general fails to arrive after three beats, he can execute the late general on the spot.
Of course, the drum is not struck continuously. Generally, each strike lasts long enough.
And these generals can basically make it, but if the distance is really far, don’t they still have war horses?
Fu Huaian had been following behind his father, wearing a silver armor that was polished to a shine.
From time to time, soldiers would come into the central military tent.
"See the coach!"
"See the coach!"
“…”
Duke Fu would also nod and allow these generals to stand up, as they are the backbone of the Fu family army.
Each of them is of fourth rank or above and has followed Duke Fu in battles for many years.
But after seeing Fu Huai'an, he still laughed and greeted him.
Among them, his father's deputy general, Zhou Sheng, slapped him on the shoulder and said, "Good boy, you have grown taller again."
Of course, when the first drum sounded, the number of people who came was limited, but when the second drum sounded, the rest of the generals arrived.
"General Li Zhen pays respect to the Marshal!"
"General Gao Xin pays respect to the Marshal!"
These two were the last two to arrive today. Although the third drum had not yet sounded, Fu Changzhou did not say anything, but just nodded lightly.
But Zhou Sheng's dissatisfied eyes had already swept over.
The two of them were suddenly startled and couldn't help but secretly regret why they didn't come faster.
You have to know that the Fu family army has always been strict in military discipline and cannot be neglected easily. Moreover, those who are present now are all of higher ranks than the two of them.
After Fu Changzhou asked them all to sit down, he slowly spoke:
"On the battlefield, opportunities are fleeting. If you are negligent, you will only harm others and yourself. If you delay military operations, how can you explain to Your Highness and your subordinates? How can you explain to the people of the world?"
Li Zhen and Gao Xin were already sweating profusely in such a cold season. They kept apologizing and secretly warned themselves not to make the same mistake again.
In fact, when the two men arrived, the third drum had not yet sounded, which was really not in compliance with military rules.
But the drum of Fu's army always sounded louder than normal drums, so everyone had to come earlier. This became an unwritten rule.
"Stand up, now that everyone is here, let's talk about our views on this battle!"
Fu Changzhou at this time was definitely different from the Fu Changzhou who was drunk yesterday, with a red face and pestering his son to ask him if he had a girl he liked.
Although his expression was indifferent and his words were calm at this moment, he was sitting in the upper position and the air pressure seemed to fill the entire tent.
"This northern expedition is of great importance. We can only win and not lose. If we lose, I believe you have heard about the war situation in the south.
If we don’t eliminate the threat from the north, and Guanzhong becomes a little unstable, the Northern Yuan will surely take advantage of the situation and invade.”
Everyone was shocked. They knew that the marshal was not exaggerating.
The Yuan Dynasty was driven out of Guanzhong by the previous emperor and changed from the Yuan Dynasty to the Northern Yuan Dynasty. After that, many battles were fought in the years afterwards, and there was no peace at all.
Although the Northern Yuan army had been turned from a regular army into a guerrilla army by them, they still robbed what they should rob and harassed what they should harass.
In short, I can say: If I can't beat you, I will at least disgust you.
This is not difficult to understand. In the Central Plains, people had finally lived a life of ease and comfort for several years.
As the first-class people under the "four-level ethnic group" system, they lived a comfortable life.
But the good times didn't last for a few decades. Suddenly, a thunderbolt came out of nowhere and a new emperor appeared. He drove these people back to the grassland to do their old business.
Dealing with cattle and sheep against the wind all day long, with such a huge contrast, who can balance it?
The more serious problem is that, first, they don't have their own agriculture and can't grow food.
The secondary industrial technology is also very backward. Haven’t you seen that everyone is wrapping themselves in animal skins?
Apart from cattle, sheep and horses, everything is missing.
Although Daqing had trade with them, some commodities were strictly controlled by the imperial court, which always left them in a situation where they could neither eat enough nor get angry.
After all, the thousands of years of war and hatred between the two countries cannot be wiped out.
How come you are well fed and well watered? Do you want to fatten yourself up and continue working with us?
But that’s it. We are never satisfied. What should we do?
They can only act like guerrillas, not fighting you head-on, just grabbing a place and running away, harassing you year after year.
But in Daqing, if you rob me, I will beat you, so it becomes: this time I kill your father, next time you beat my son, the hatred keeps deepening, and my descendants will feel endless guilt.
Now, the King of Yan realized that he was not in good health and finally decided not to endure it anymore.
It would be best if this war could directly destroy their country. Even if it doesn’t, at least they will not dare to offend Daqing again for ten or twenty years.
After some discussion, Duke Fu did not make any big reaction, just nodded slowly from time to time. To be honest, the soldiers were a little confused: "What does our Duke want to do?"
However, seeing that they had said almost everything, the Duke called out directly, "Chuan Ting, what do you think?"