"It is impossible to be independent. Either Linghu Chong used a trick to surrender, or..." Song Qingshu fell into deep thought, "or something happened in Sichuan."

"Accident?" The women looked at each other, not sure what his words meant.

"There is too little information now, and it is impossible to judge. Ping'er, you arrange for the secret agents of the Washing Clothes Institute to investigate what happened in Sichuan recently, especially what is different from Wu Xi in daily life." Song Qingshu said.

"Okay, I'll go now." Wanyan Ping nodded, turned around and left.

"Oh, wait a moment," Song Qingshu called her, "There is something else. You can arrange the place where Pucha Ahute and his son are placed under house arrest later, and then go to the Heavenly Prison to release them."

Wanyan Ping said with a smile: "Do you want to do something to make up for it if you take advantage of Qiucao?"

Song Qingshu had a black thread: "He is also your good sister, don't you want to help?"

"Qiucao has indeed come to me several times, but I have never let go of my big deal if I worry about ruining your big deal," Wanyan Ping sighed, "If I had known you would have to let them go in the end, I might as well let them go earlier and sell Qiucao a favor."

While speaking, they left with a sigh, leaving the people in the room looking at each other.

Song Qingshu's old face turned hot and he felt a little embarrassed. He hurriedly changed the topic: "You can't passively wait for the washing clothes garden to investigate. We need to work together and send an army to test the attack, and you will know whether he really surrendered or fake surrender."

"Who should I send? Now Pusan ​​Zhongyi and Heshilie Zhining led the main force of the court to prevent the two prefectures of Dengtang on Huainan West Road. Pusan ​​Anzhen led an army to confront the Red Coat Army. It was a bit reluctant to defend the Guanzhong side. If he took the initiative to attack..." Gebi said with a worried look on his face.

Song Qingshu said confidently: "I already have the right candidate. How did the Zhongyi Army that Daiqisi let you form?"

Dai Qisi naturally knew what he was thinking and hurriedly replied: "Some brave men in the army have been selected, and a lot of middle-level officers have been promoted, but they have never found a suitable commander, and the entire army has not been trained for a long time, so I'm afraid..."

"I have found the commander. As for the lack of training time, it is not a problem. Since they are all brave men selected in the army, they naturally cannot train like ordinary soldiers," Song Qingshu looked southwest. "The best training ground is always a real battlefield. Only by tempering blood and fire can we train a real tiger and wolf army."

"Will going directly to the battlefield cause them heavy losses?" Gebi said with some concern.

"Under normal circumstances, it is naturally unwise to let them go directly to the battlefield, but now they are just asking them to attack. If surrender is false, they will retreat immediately; if surrender is true, then they will cooperate with each other. In either case, the danger they face is much smaller than that of ordinary wars," Song Qingshu paused and said in a deep voice, "If such difficulties cannot be overcome, their army will no longer have the necessity to exist."

The purpose of his establishment of the Loyal and Yi Army was to be an elite among his elites. With the leadership of the historically-level general, Wanyan Chen, he could not do anything without believing in this.

"Take me to the camp of the Zhongyi Army first." He has been running around for a while, and has not had time to see this personal army that will belong to him in the future.

"Okay, the Zhongyi Army's barracks are ten miles west of the city. Are you going to see them now?" Dai Qisi's eyes were also a little excited. After all, she was the one who handled this matter. If she did it well, she could raise her position in the other party's heart.

Although she has the stunning beauty of inverting all living beings, her personality is not used to serving people by sex. It is impossible to let her take the initiative to hook up with Song Qingshu, so she can only prove her value from another aspect. The more the other party values ​​her, the greater the confidence that he will be to send troops to help the Persian general.

"Okay, it's not time to go." Song Qingshu knew that the opportunity was fleeting. If he could not seize the opportunity of the other party's "surrender", if something happened next, it would be too late to regret it.

Gebi had to pretend to be the emperor and stay in the palace, so it was naturally inconvenient for her to walk with her. After saying goodbye to her, Song Qingshu and Dai Qisi rode their horses to the west of the city to rush to the military camp in the west.

The two rode their horses in parallel, and Monk Wanyan Chen and many guards stood in front and vaguely protected them in the middle. Dai Qisi took this opportunity to whisper to Song Qingshu: "According to the selection criteria you proposed before, the Zhongxiao Army has only selected 3,000, but after the war in the south is over, there should be more troops to choose from."

"The soldiers are in the world but not in the world. Three thousand is enough." Song Qingshu knew that now that the Southern Song Dynasty's Northern Expedition, many of the main forces of the Jin court have been transferred to the south, and it is rare for her to select three thousand elite troops.

As for the number of soldiers, as a time traveler in later generations, it was naturally clear that in ancient wars, the more people, the better. The battles that often launch hundreds of thousands or millions of troops often ended in failure.

With the ancient communication conditions, hundreds of thousands of people could not be effectively commanded. Often, the vanguard troops were defeated, and the subsequent troops had not had time to arrive at the battlefield. Then they saw the defeated vanguard soldiers, because fear was contagious, and more people died of trampling on each other than those who died in battle.

Another fatal factor is logistics. The most important thing in war is logistics. Once logistics problems occur, even the elite troops will lose their combat effectiveness in an instant. With the transportation conditions in ancient times, it was simply a fantasy to supply hundreds of thousands of troops. When the Sui Dynasty was as rich as the Sui Dynasty, millions of troops went on an expedition to Goryeo. Because of the long supply line, officials forced the people to rebel, and the entire empire collapsed.

Therefore, the fighting spirit of hundreds of thousands of troops in history was either exaggerated or even included all the logistics civilians. The real combat troops were only one-some or even one-tenth of them.

Therefore, in ancient times, an elite unit of tens of thousands of people was the best choice. It took into account combat effectiveness, flexibility and logistical pressure, which was far more effective than exploding hundreds of thousands of troops at every turn.

Although the Zhongyi Army has only 3,000 people, after being baptized by blood and fire, these three thousand elite soldiers are the seeds of the Zhongyi Army and the skeleton of the Zhongyi Army. As long as the skeleton is still there, the Zhongyi Army can expand into tens of thousands of people at any time and its combat effectiveness will not decline.

Dai Qisi next introduced him to the middle and senior officers of the Zhongyi Army: "Now, there are six deputy commanders of the Zhongxiao Army, all of whom are selected according to your requirements and are talented and have been unsuccessful. The first one is Pu San Feihan, who used to be the deputy envoy of the Interview Bureau and the deputy commander of the Guard. He was reported to others for privately discussing the affairs of the imperial guards and was finally dismissed. I have investigated that this person is straightforward and clear, and he has always had military achievements when he served on the border in his early years. He is a rare talent."

"People from the Pusan ​​family..." Song Qingshu frowned, "What is his relationship with Pusan ​​Zhongyi?"
Chapter completed!