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Chapter 318 A combination of kindness and power

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    Early the next morning, the army gathered at the West Campus and set off.

    At this time, the summer rain is continuous and the weather is hot and dry.  Before dawn in the morning, the report had been sent to Yang Jian's palace, saying that tens of thousands of soldiers had been recruited and could go to the front line.

    Originally, everyone advised Yang Jian to keep this team in Chang'an for garrison, which would be safer.  After all, no one thought that this temporarily recruited force would be an opponent of the Turks.  With the support of the city wall in Chang'an, it can last longer.

    But once the Turks came to the city, no matter what the outcome of the war, it would do too much damage to Yang Jian's prestige.  Therefore, Yang Jian did not agree with everyone's opinions anyway, and everyone had to watch this army die.

    Yang Jian was very happy after reading the report sent by Yang Zhao.  I got up early this morning to freshen up, said goodbye to Queen Dugu, put on my armor, braved the heavy rain, and rode straight to the West Campus with my guards.

    Although Yang Da was the commander-in-chief at that time, Yang Zhao had the final say in everything in the army.

    Yang Jian came to the school grounds with his personal guards.  Looking up, I saw a wooden wall erected on the stream platform, and the school grounds were already crowded with people.  In the field, a large flag soaked by rain trembled in the wind.  Under the general stage were groups of sergeants lined up neatly, wearing uniforms and armor just received from the treasury, all fresh, bright and neat.

    On the general stage, Yang Da, Yang Zhao and other generals were sitting high in the middle without shelter from the wind and rain.  On the left and right were dozens of soldiers standing with swords in their hands, each with their hands on their sabers, their eyes fixed on them, and they stood in high spirits.

    Seeing the orderly appearance of the army, Yang Jian couldn't help but nodded and praised: "Okay, Zhao'er is really a talented general."

    At this time, Yang Jian was still looking around, and suddenly he heard a shout from the front: "Who is riding a horse here? Come down!"

    Several people were startled. When they looked up, it turned out to be a young general holding an order flag and fighting in front of the gate.  As soon as the guards around Yang Jian saw this formation, they slapped their horses and stepped forward to answer.  The leader of the guards, Yang Xie, stretched out his hand to stop him, dismounted himself, stepped forward and explained his identity.

    The young general nodded with a straight face, stepped forward and knelt down on one knee, held his hands across his chest and gave a military salute to Yang Jian, and replied: "Sage, the general and King Qi have orders. If the saint comes in person, please wait at the camp gate. At this moment,  The army is practicing martial law and killing people.¡±

    Everyone was stunned.

    At this time, a young and energetic guard came forward and shouted: "Are you blind? You didn't see that this is a saint."

    The young general was not afraid and said coldly: "I know he is a saint. If he is not a saint, riding a horse in front of the camp is a capital crime."

    When the bodyguard heard this, he was filled with anger. He thought he had become Yang Jian's bodyguard. When had he ever suffered such humiliation?  This person raised the whip in his hand and was about to whip it at the opponent.

    The young general said coldly: "Those who commit crimes in front of the army will be killed without mercy."

    Seeing that there was going to be a conflict between the two sides, Yang Jian scolded the guard and asked him to go back and take the punishment himself, and then got off his horse.

    When everyone saw this scene, no one dared to speak.

    Yang Jian stopped caring about the others and looked towards the high platform. The young general was right. Military law killings were indeed being carried out in the military camp.

    The soldiers summoned this time come from all walks of life and have various identities.  Those farmers in Huangzhuang were okay, they knew how to restrain themselves and didn't make a fuss.  These private soldiers and servants of various governments are very unruly.

    Every family has more or less profligate children. These people usually follow the husband of the family, bully the market, bully men and women, and they have done a lot of things in the past.  I have seen a lot of big battles on weekdays, and I feel that I am also a person, so I have grown in stature and prestige.  At this time, everyone is just like the uncle, having a family and a career in Daxing City, enjoying wealth and wealth, who is willing to work hard to fight, and the other party is a Turkic people with a great reputation.

    Today, Yang Zhao played the three-way drum. The group of people gathered yesterday were all cursed and listless. Some people secretly returned home to practice the practice of calling out friends.  Yang Zhao had been waiting for more than half an hour early in the morning, and the three-tone drum had already been finished. At this time, there were still thirty or forty people who were belatedly arriving.

    Yang Zhao had no time to rectify these people, so he could only use the simplest and most effective method to establish his authority.  So Yang Zhao sent an order to all battalions to escort all latecomers to the Chinese army for disposal.

    In front of the Chinese army, more than ten people were pressed to the ground. Some were unconvinced and struggled to get up.

    Yang Zhao was furious and walked proudly to the center of the general platform.

    By this time, the heavy rain had already wetted Yang Zhao's armor, and water kept dripping from Yang Zhao's face.  Yang Zhao glanced down coldly, and the huge campus immediately fell silent, with the thirty thousand soldiers as motionless as if they were made of iron.

    Yang Zhao loudly announced the military law and ordered all these people to be beheaded for public display.

    The crowd was so frightened that they struggled, howled and refused.Submit.

    "King Qi, please have mercy, I beg you, I am old and young, you can't do it, King Qi you can't do it!"

    There was another person who shouted that he was a domestic slave in the prince's house, and Yang Zhao was going against the prince if he dared to kill him.

    Yang Zhao¡¯s eyes were filled with electricity and he didn¡¯t care who he was. He shouted: ¡°Drag him out¡ªkill him!¡±

    The sword flew by, and the executioner chopped off the head of the soldier who violated the discipline, picked it up and returned to the Chinese army to give orders.  According to Yang Zhao's instructions, three heads were hung on the high pole of the camp gate.

    There was a deathly silence in the military camp.

    Yang Zhao shouted: "In this battle, the enemy is a clown, and he is not worthy of being defeated by the heavenly soldiers. Today, the saint pities you for your suffering, and wants to protect your future and wealth. I heard that the Turkic army looted countless people this time, and the money alone was not less than dozens."  Wan Wan, after defeating the enemy, take it all out and divide it equally between you. The general and I will not take any of it!"

    Hearing that Yang Zhao used this method to motivate the soldiers, Yang Jian couldn't help but burst into laughter.

    At this time, the military camp was full of excited noises.  Some were amazed, some praised, some cheered loudly, and some clapped their hands. The tense atmosphere during the killing suddenly became more active.

    And everyone shouted in unison, each taking orders, and finally allowed the troop count to proceed.

    Yang Jian, who was outside the camp, watched his grandson's actions and kept nodding.  Today, Zhao'er knows how to combine kindness and power, and has the appearance of a wise king. In the future, the three generations of the Sui Dynasty will have no worries.

    "Where did the Hu people get the one hundred thousand yuan?" Yang Xie said with some surprise.

    Yang Jian smiled and said: "The Hu people don't have it, but the soldiers will think that they have it. Zhao'er used the old trick of looking at plum blossoms to quench his thirst when Cao Cao conquered Wuhuan. At present, the war situation in the north is still tight and the national treasury is empty, so this is the only way.  Well, luckily they can figure it out!"

    Seeing that the army's troop recruitment was completed, their respective divisions set off in order.  Yang Jian no longer enters the school grounds. Today is the stage that belongs to Yang Zhao.

    With his bodyguards in tow, Yang Jian got on his horse and was about to leave.  Before leaving, he suddenly turned to the young general outside the camp gate and asked, "What is your name and what is your official position?"

    The man immediately clasped his fists and said: "Sage, the last general Huang Mingcong, the commander in front of the general's tent." (Remember the website address: www.hlnovel.com
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