Although the severity of the punishments received by the other generals vary, the Northern Army has made Lin'an even more worried from now on.

Even Li Hu and Yang Fuxing, who were from the Southern Army, could not be punished, could not get any benefits.

The only general-level figure who stood out from this chaos was Zheng Yunming, the general manager of Zhiyingtian, who was still the son of the prime minister of the dynasty. With such an identity and achievements, he will be in charge of Jinghu in the future, be named a marquis and title, and finally be in charge of the government affairs hall.

Especially after he had collected a large number of enemies who participated in the rebellion, his wings became more full. Although no one in Xiangyang City could compete with him, the weight of his words now far exceeded the authority under the title of Zhiyingtian General Manager. In this short period of time, he became the highest commander of the Song Dynasty's frontline facing Mongolia.

Zheng Yunming himself did not have this awareness. He still knelt on one knee at Zhao Fan and called him the commander-in-chief.

"The prisoner Yi has nearly 9,000 troops, and has been organized into a separate army. Qin Wuquan, the first general of the Tulong Army, is responsible for the command of the entire army. What will be done next? The general must also ask the general to make clear instructions."

Zhao Fan waved his hand: "I will soon be no longer a handsome man. You can discuss these things with the generals."

He leaned forward and his face became serious: "These people are the elites used by the Jin Kingdom to resist the Mongols for ten years. In the future, you will be a shield in Xiangyang City. Facing the Mongols' blades at any time, they will be very useful to you. These people have not found a real home after wandering for half their lives. When you use them in the future, don't be too strict, so as not to stimulate them to cause disaster again..."

"The last general will require the same standards for all soldiers under his subordinates, regardless of north, south, east and west." Zheng Yunming said seriously: "What's more, these nine thousand people will definitely not be my subordinates in the future. Even if I treat them kindly, I will not be able to use my strength."

Zhao Fan laughed: "Now, who is qualified to annex these generals in Jinghu now except you?"

Zheng Yunming still said calmly: "It is impossible for the country to hand over the fate of the world to a young man with such shallow qualifications. The Song Dynasty has not yet fallen to this point."

The national system had developed to a relatively mature stage during the Tang and Song dynasties. It was increasingly impossible for Wei Qing and Huo Qubing to control the army and the enemy to fight a decisive battle to determine the fate of the country. Although the scene of letting a young general in his twenties and thirties lightly defeating the enemy is a romantic legend, it is undoubtedly a very risky gambling for a mature civilization. Although Wei Qing and Huo Qubing have been famous for all ages, more examples have proved that only generals who have proved their strength for many years on the battlefield and accumulated enough experience are the most favorable choices to defend the country.

Zhao Fan also had to agree with Zheng Yunming's view. According to conventional rules, Lin'an would probably assign a senior official to take over his position, either Meng Gong, stationed in Huangzhou, Chen Ye, the commander of the Yangtze River, or Bie Zhijie, the deputy envoy of Jiangling.

But no matter who takes office, the first thing to be comforted is that the Zheng family, who has a prominent family and has just made great contributions, and the army has rapidly expanded and is forming a climate.

Imagine the scene where Zheng Yunming had just arrived in Xiangyang just a year ago. At that time, Zhao Fangui was a general in the area and controlled the 250,000 army of militia and loyal people in the entire Jinghu area. Zheng Guanren was also a small counselor in the Transport Department. He talked back to the general on the street and sent grain to the soldiers openly.

A year later, Zheng Guanren had become the commander of one of the most important armies in Jingxiang, and held the power of life and death in Xiangyang City.

And I have become a criminal.

War is destroying the country's dominance structure at the speed of thunder, but in the ruthless destruction, some new hope is quietly nurturing and sprouting.

Zhao Fan only hopes to use his last power to make these seeds of hope grow faster, and before the storm destroys the foundation of the Song Dynasty, they can grow smoothly into towering trees, becoming towering trees that can stand tall in the world's strongest storm and cover half of the rivers and mountains and the people.

He took out a stack of letters, which were two hundred empty names, and each one was enough to form a team of hundreds of people. Two hundred empty names were enough to form an army of 30,000, and the court provided legal supplies and equipment.

That was one of the last measures prepared by the court to set up an ambassador for Jinghu in a sudden emergency. In case Xiangyang fell into the enemy, Zhao Fan could recruit local tyrants from Jinghu with these 200 documents and quickly form new defensive forces.

But now he decided to give these 200 penalties to Zheng Yunming, which would be enough to support Zheng Yunming to expand his existing troops and become the most powerful of the Song army nearby, and to take on the burden of defending Xiangyang with justification.

Zheng Yunming waved his hand to reject the few documents that could allow him to immediately be promoted to the Song Dynasty that could master tens of thousands of commanders.

"The new commander of the plagiarism will definitely use these." He refused these lawsuits as if he was rejecting any unjust benefits: "Without these letters of commission, the soldiers of the Northern Army would not obey the leadership of the new commander."

"What's more, it is not the established policy of the court to make a loyal army suddenly grow up." This sentence was heard by countless people repeatedly say in Lin'an Prefecture. Zheng Yunming deeply welded it in his mind: "Theoretically, the emperor and the Zhengshitang do not trust anyone holding weapons, whether it is the guards of the Imperial Front Office or the soldiers fighting far away from the border. But the Imperial Front Army can at least bathe in the emperor's grace, and the defenders in the border areas can get salary."

"The court believes that the most dangerous thing is the loyal and righteous people who do not take money on weekdays and use their military achievements to reward them during wartime. From the perspective of the court, since they do not need to support these people in daily life, how can they use them at critical moments?"

"So the country has always adhered to the policy of calling us, the loyal and righteous army, to come and abandon it when we use it." Zheng Yunming was almost sure that the ministers of the Political Affairs Hall were considering how to reduce the size of his son's subordinates in front of Zheng: "Cao Youwen from Shukou is like this, and Zheng Yunming from Jinghu could not be exempted from the order to be cut."

"It's rare, rare." Zhao Fan couldn't help but clap his hands and shout: "I am worthy of being the son of an important minister in the temple. I am still at the age of an official. I only know the thoughts of killing Jin people. How can I understand these great principles? If I could understand the mystery of the Lin'an officialdom at that time..."

He was talking about this when he suddenly fell silent.

There are many joints that cannot be said, which Zheng Yunming can naturally understand.

The sudden silence in the lobby was soon broken by the reports of the personal soldiers of the yamen: "Wang Deng, the commander of the Tulong Army, has an emergency military report."

Wang Deng knelt down and saluted Zhao Fan, stood up, and whispered a few words in Zheng Yunming's ear.

Zheng Yunming opened his eyes wide and asked in surprise: "Is this kind of thing actually happening?"

In just one day, the Tulong Army troops heading to Wudang Mountain fled back in a panic.

Although it was said to be in a mess, no soldier was killed or seriously injured in battle. Everyone had a frustrated and angry expression, but they were all listless and had no intention of revenge.

This is the scene that Zheng Yunming least wants to see. He would rather his subordinates be on the battlefield than they completely lose their dignity as a soldier.

Of course, this is not because Ge Huai's poor command. After so long together, Zheng Yunming knew that although this fierce general, Zhang Fei, was as good as Zhang Fei, was as bold and careful as Zhang Fei in war. If it weren't for the fact that the opponent's level was far superior to him, it would be almost impossible for him to make a big mistake.

When Ge Huai saw Zheng Yunming, he shyly covered his face with his battle robe, and just shouted ashamed.

Zheng Yunming smiled and said, "What kind of person is Salibojin, who is so three-headed and six-armed, that he only let Mr. Ge block it for a day and then returned to Xiangyang in such a mess?"

Ge Huai lowered his robe sleeve and glared at the bronze bell, saying, "What kind of bird, Jurchen, you didn't even see half of the Mongolian army's hair, and we were driven back by the local people in Wudang Mountain!"

He lit up his loud voice and spoke loudly about his defeat in Wudang Mountain this time.

Ge Huai followed Meng Gong to fight in Henan, and was originally in a state of mind about the terrain of Wudang Mountain. In his opinion, although he could achieve unexpected results from the Nanyang Basin to Xiangfan and the foot of Wudang Mountain, he should actually be the worst choice.

The most convenient way is to take a warship from Tangzhou along the Tang River and enter the Han River, and then go straight to Xiangyang.

Secondly, he went south from Zaoyang and advanced to Fancheng by land.

However, in this direction, the heavy army group of the Song army was gathered. Even if Xiangyang was in chaos, there were still many Song troops on the north bank of the Han River. With a mere 3,000 troops, it was impossible to break through the obstacles of the Song army to arrive in Xiangyang.

Although the road is dangerous and long, the Song army has almost no defense in this direction, even though it was frequently used as a transportation route for Mongolian cavalry some time ago. At present, the Song army has basically not made any arrangements for Wudang Mountain.

Therefore, the Mongolians planned such an entry route with the least resistance for Salibojin's three thousand soldiers.

Thanks to Li Biqing's intelligence, Ge Huai led his troops to the various passes of Wudang Mountain as fast as possible to deploy defenses, blocking three thousand Mongolian troops southwards on the route.

But before that, they had to pass through Baijiazhai in Shannan.

The place name Baijiazhai is inconspicuously marked on the Song army's geographical map. In fact, if it weren't for the necessary pass from the north of Wudang Mountain, almost no one would have noticed this small town with only more than a thousand families.

Ge Huai's plan was to quickly advance the town when the residents of the town did not react and forcefully marched through the town to the pass to the north.
Chapter completed!