Sucheng is not very happy to deal with military affairs.

Military affairs are complicated and complicated, involving all aspects, from the development of wars in the area to the smallest part of the Datong Left Guard, a military guard urinating on the wheat dried by the military households when he was peeing in the middle of the night.

Just because the horse's soldiers were urinating on the wheat outside the garrison by the father of a servant in Huo Xuan's family, the lawsuit was fought in front of Sucheng.

Huo Xuan sat in front of Shuai's case, holding the teacup and spitting everywhere. He drank the two pots of tea on Yang Er.

"Mr., is it right to pee on the wheat of the people, right?"

"It makes the people lose food and cannot sell food. Is this something that our Ming army, with strict military discipline, can do?"

"This is the father of a servant in my mansion. I can still make trouble for me. If I were an ordinary citizen, what would this matter be?"

"There is no way to ask for advice, Master, you have to uphold justice for them!"

Huo Xuan was so bitter that he spoke so hard that he was dry and picked up the teacup and took a sip.

After drinking the tea, I picked up the teapot on Su Chengshuai's desk and poured it into water. Unfortunately, the tea in the teapot was also dried.

"Yang Er, pour water, your handsome man has lost all his tea, how can you be your personal guard?"

Huo Xuan shouted in a loud voice.

Huo Ning, who was handling the military book next to him, looked embarrassed and was really convinced by his brother. He peed a soldier and pestered his grandfather for all morning.

If I don’t know, I thought his prefect was very idle at the ranks of the government office.

Yang Er reluctantly came over with a pot of new tea and continued it for Huo Xuan, with a helpless tone:

"Mr. Huo, it's not that we won't give it to you. In the past, my grandfather couldn't use a pot of tea a day. Today, I've been drinking this tea. I know that you are doing business and I don't know that you thought you were dependent on my grandfather's tea."

Huo Xuan was ridiculed by Yang Er, and he was not upset:

"Tea is good. Master, how about you give me two taels? I can't drink such good tea in my broken yamen."

Su Cheng ordered Yang Er to bring two taels of tea.

Yang Er reluctantly made a little tea and gave it to Huo Xuan.

After Huo Xuan collected the tea, he continued to persuade Su Cheng:

"Mr. Master, look at these garrison soldiers, who are idle all day long. I heard that the Mongolians in Shajing have been experiencing brains. Master. You sent them out to fight the war and save them from harming the people here."

Su Cheng put the disposal military booklet aside, and his tone was helpless:

"My good magistrate, you need to pay money, food, supplies, mules and horses in war. You have to think about it. After this war, all the food we eat in Datong next year will be cleaned."

Huo Xuan doesn't care:

"There is no way to lose money when fighting. If you lose some money and food, you will lose it. As long as you can knock down the Shajing, the people of Fengzhou will no longer be robbed by the Oirats, and there will be no food or grass."

"If you build a Shajing, we will defeat the Tatar tribe. By then, all the Mongolian tribes will be defeated by the Duke's subordinates. The seven guards of Guanxi and Hami guards are afraid of the prince's military peaks and dare not provoke us."

"The people can live a good life."

Huo Xuan looked at Su Cheng with a look of anticipation.

Su Cheng waved his hand:

"I haven't cleaned up the Datong soldiers yet. Let's wait a few days. After the cleanup, I will be able to fight the Tatars for a few more days."

Huo Xuan immediately stood up after hearing this:

"This is true. If the prince is really willing to fight, the subordinates should immediately report to Lord Chen Gu to prepare food, supplies, mules, horses and carts for the army, otherwise it would be too late."

Without waiting for Su Cheng to agree, Huo Xuan went there excitedly.

Huo Ning came to pack up the military booklet and said to Su Cheng with a helpless look on his face:

"Mr. Don't be as knowledgeable as the Prime Minister Huo. In the past, when treating the Queen of Xining and the Prince of Guangning, the Prime Minister Huo was the same."

Su Cheng became interested when he heard this:

"That's how he advised them to send troops to attack the Tatars?"

Huo Ning, holding the military booklet, smiled bitterly:

"This is not what I persuaded. When the Marquis of Xining was there, my Datong and the Tatars could still be in stalemate. The prefect Huo came to talk about it. Most of the time when Fengzhou was occupied by the enemy bandits, they wanted to send troops to fight a few fights and take back the place for governance."

"When Guangning was here, Fengzhou was completely lost. Our Datong soldiers could only stay in Datong's three-point land. The most important thing that the prefect Huo said was not to disturb the people and let less food and grass be wasted in the military camp."

Having said this, Huo Ning said again:

"Master Huo is a good official, so don't be as good as him."

Su Cheng waved his hand and asked Huo Ning to go there. He got up, walked to the map, and looked carefully.

Datong is located west of Xuanfu and eastern Shaanxi, facing the front line of the Tatar tribe. From the Yongle year to the present, it has lost a lot of land. Fengzhou north of the Great Wall has been lost, and Qianhu House has suffered heavy losses.

Dongshengwei, Yunchuanwei, and Xuandewei were lost one after another, Zhenlu and Yulinwei fell into the enemy's hands, and the Guanshan Military and Civilian Thousand Households, which were further north, were even lost early.

Not to mention the location of the Tatar tribe's tent, Shajing.

It is not difficult to recover the Thousand Houses outside the Great Wall, but the difficulty lies in the defense. It is recaptured today and then robbed by Tatar Rangers tomorrow, and it is useless to rob them back.

We still need long-term stability. Only by leveling the sandy well, breaking the Tatar tribe, and driving the grassland people back to the north of the desert can they not rob the Han area and honestly grazing.

Su Cheng looked at the map and thought about the military strategy in the direction of Datong for some time in the future.

It is still necessary to let Shi Tou go north, take the gang general Lu Bin and guerrilla general Xiang Yong, fight north, take down thousands of households such as Zhenhu and Yulin, and explore the land of Fengzhou by guerrilla methods.

Well, if you want to spread Luo Zhao and Heiwa, these two are now the only generals.

Well, Heiwa went back to visit relatives and hadn't come back yet. I don't know how this kid's family is going. Heiwa, let the foal take over first. This kid still has strength.

...

In Xuanfu, Sun Yong met Yang Shan again.

He was a little surprised. He had just been on a verge of trouble after returning from Oirat for a few days.

Hey, I didn’t bring any gifts, not even a piece of silk and satin. If I go to Ola, I will not be allowed to remove the old man from the top.

Yang Shanzhen is really an old birthday boy who hangs him, and he feels that he has a long life.

Instruct Han Qing to escort the old man north, Sun Yong returned to the office.

Wen Mou asked him for advice:

"Would you like to inform the Duke of Yang Shan going north?"

Yang Xin next to him waved his hand:

"What kind of report is? Yang Shan is already seventy. Seeing his coughing at one step, he went to Oirat last time, and the secret injuries left by the fatigue of the journey were still not healed. I'm going again this time, I think he can't live for a few days."

"He can walk to Hara and Lin alive. Even if he is strong enough, he still wants to welcome the Supreme Emperor back. Let's dream."

"If you must not be able to do something, report it to your grandfather and waste your grandfather's time."

Yang Xin scoffed at Wen Mou's caution.
Chapter completed!