Chapter 19: Low Awareness
After a great victory in the night attack, Yang Xun did not quickly attack Shan County, but first attacked Changping Warehouse in Hongnong County.

There were only a few hundred soldiers guarding Changping Warehouse. When they saw the well-organized rebel army that seemed endless in the distance, they opened the warehouse and surrendered.

Yang Xun obtained military rations from the Changping Warehouse, which also saved the rebels from the danger of food shortage.

When the rebels set out from Jinyong City and Yanshi, they only carried ten days' worth of food and grass in order to save time, and then marched at full speed, marching sixty miles a day. The two thousand elite troops led by Yang Xun marched nearly a hundred miles a day, just to delay the Yan army before Murong He could get back to Tongguan.

Finally they entered Shan County, encircled the enemy by taking a small route, and launched a surprise attack at night, achieving a great victory.

"The next step is Tongguan. As long as we prevent the government troops in Shan County from returning to defend, we can break through Tongguan within a few days with its current defenses. Then we can head straight to Chang'an."

In the big tent, Yang Xun sat at the head of the table with his big horse and golden sword, looking very high-spirited, holding up a wine bowl and drinking with his brothers and confidants.

Yang Xun actually knew everything about the current defense situation of Guanzhong and Tongguan, as well as the specific location and marching route of the Yan army.

This is also due to Yang Su's prestige and the influence of the Hongnong Yang family.

As the saying goes, if you know yourself and your enemy, you can fight a hundred battles without danger. Now Yang Xun has regained the ambition he had when he first started his army. As long as he enters Guanzhong, he will be able to gain the support of hundreds of people.

By then, if Chang'an is occupied, it will be enough to rely on the terrain of Guanzhong to continue to deal with the court. And righteous men from all directions will surely respond.

While his plans were going smoothly here, Murong He, who had arrived in Shan County, also began to hurriedly arrange the defense of Shan County and Hongnong Palace.

The coordination and deployment of various departments, the replenishment of military equipment, the distribution of military rations, all these matters, big and small, kept Li Yuanhui, a military secretary, busy.

This was an army of less than 10,000 people, and what he had to do mostly involved coordination, communication, and statistics, which made him very busy.

Zhao Er and his cousin were the same as him. They even had to carry account books to run around the camps every day to do specific things. Fortunately, after arriving in Shan County, Li Yuanhui transferred a lot of minor officials from the county to help with some paperwork. This reduced the workload of several people by a large margin. But they were still busy every day and complained bitterly.

In the east wing of the county government office, Dou Xianjun had just finished processing a document and put down his pen to complain: "This secretary hasn't even taken it easy as a captain in the camp."

Li Yuanhui, who was sitting at the top, smiled and said, "That's true. It's a good thing. Our calligraphy should be improved in the next few days."

This is not nonsense. If you write hundreds or thousands of characters with a brush every day, and use the regular script used for official documents at that time, how can you not make progress?

Dou Xianjun shook his head upon hearing this, "In the future I will definitely be a military commander, not a civil servant. Burying my head in paperwork all day is simply torture."

Zhao Er, who was standing opposite him, said, "The saints love military affairs and border achievements. It is true that it is easier for warriors to gain wealth and honor now. However, the world will eventually be stable. When the world is at peace and the borders are peaceful, the power of the warriors must be reduced, and civil officials must be used to govern the local areas and appease the people. I wonder which way Silang wants to go?"

"Me? I just want to be a rich man in a peaceful and prosperous era."

Li Yuanhui smiled freely and carefreely. In his heart, besides sighing that Zhao Er had some knowledge, he also felt a little self-deprecating.

What civil servants or military commanders? That's what I can do? The title has been decided, Your Highness the King of Chu.

Besides, at present, which civil official or military commander can he be? Even being a secretary and a soldier makes him exhausted.

What if you were the commander-in-chief of an army of 100,000 men?

What kind of abilities and psychological qualities are needed? Thinking of this, Li Yuanhui admired those famous generals in history, Sun, Wu, Han, Bai, Wei, Huo, and several people with the surname Li who should have shined in this era.

Even Yang Xun, who was about to fight, was a little impressed that he was able to gather a team of 100,000 people in a very short time, make them look like an army, and repeatedly defeat the Yan army.

It would not be possible without personal charm and leadership ability.

After the great defeat, he was able to organize the army to march quickly to encircle the Yan army and successfully launch a night attack, which shows that Yang Xun is not a mediocre person. In the past, I also imagined that if I traveled to ancient times, I would definitely be very successful with the power of prophecy.

But when he really traveled through time, he did not have the advantage of foresight. If he was not a descendant of the Longxi Li family, but just an ordinary citizen, he might have been swept up in the rebels on the first day of Yang Xun's rebellion, and because of the lack of protective equipment, he would have been shot by an arrow in the first battle and fortunately died.

Yes, it is lucky to die directly on the battlefield.

It would be even more painful if you were injured, infected, lacked medical care, medicine, clothing and food.

Or they might be conscripted by the imperial court to transport military supplies, working themselves to death for only one steamed bun a day, and then dying of exhaustion on an official road while carrying the rations on their backs.

If he had been in the Liaodong army, he might have been sent directly to attack the city, and would have been knocked off the ladder by the stones thrown by the Goguryeo people, and died in a bloody mess under the Liaodong city, fertilizing that piece of black soil.

Although rebirth and time travel are very mysterious, you still have to face reality every day after that.

The reality is that one's background is really important to a person, and this remains true even in later generations.

From this we can see how difficult it was for Lao Zhu to start with a bowl and finally reach the ninth position.
Dou Xianjun laughed and clapped his hands, saying, "What Silang said is very good. This is also my wish. What about you, Zhao Er? Do you want to be a civil servant?"

Zhao Er smiled and said, "I want to be the Minister of Guanglu."

Dou Xianjun exclaimed upon hearing this: "This is the best job in the world."

Guanglu Qing, one of the Nine Ministers, was in charge of the palace guards during the Han and Wei dynasties. However, when he came to Dayan, he was in charge of the royal meals, and was in charge of four departments: Taiguan, Yaocang, Liangyun, and Zhanghai.

Being in charge of the food in the imperial palace, how much profit can that have?
At this time, Zhao Er and Li Si both said in their hearts, I don’t believe you at all.

Li Si thought to himself that he was studying the classics, history books, and miscellaneous books every day, and he handled documents quickly and well, it was almost as if "I want to make progress" was written on his face. How could he work so hard if he didn't have the ambition to become a prime minister?

Isn't it just that you want to take the civil service route and bring the Zhao family of Zhuo County into the ranks of aristocratic families?
Zhao Er also laughed inwardly: You follow the General Zhenxi to ask for tips on marching every day, and you even offered suggestions at the military meeting some time ago. Now you dare to say that you just want to be a rich man?

If Li Si knew what Zhao Er was thinking, he would definitely cry out in injustice. Isn't this just so that I can do something when my family rebels? There are stages to lying flat, and you still have to do some work during the start-up period.

Given my father's personality, once there is a rebellion, he will definitely hand over important positions to his sons. They can get by, but they can't be too incompetent.

Some of the local chickens cannot even be brought up to par with the top players, but at least they cannot be dragging their feet.

Besides, this is a chaotic world and anything can happen. It is always good to have more skills. More skills mean more ways to escape.

As for why you are interested in marching?
If you can't win, you can run away. I don't have the last name Liu and I don't have any talent, so I can only make up for my shortcomings with hard work.
Zhao Er and Li Si both have ulterior motives, but only Dou Xianjun thinks that you two will enjoy it.

One wants to be a rich man, the other wants to be the Minister of Rites. Damn it, why am I still thinking about being a military general and fighting in a war?

In Shilang's words, it's just that the pattern is not open, and the awareness is a bit low
The three of them chatted for a while, and Zhao Er and Dou Xianjun continued to deal with the documents, while Li Yuanhui picked up a document and asked Murong He to stamp it.

After leaving the wing room and walking in the Shan County government office, recalling what Zhao Er said just now, he really had some knowledge. Everyone knew that suppressing the military with the civil was the future development trend, but that was a matter of the Song Dynasty hundreds of years later. The causes of this were also very complicated. In Li Yuanhui's view, the military needed to be restrained, but the status of the military should not be overly belittled, which would be a blow to the spirit of the entire nation.
But this kid might really become the prime minister. I wonder if he is from the Murong family or my Li family.
The next second, as he stepped into the door of the main hall where Murong He was, he was suddenly startled.

No, no, no
Li Erfeng, the son of Yang Su, rebelled and conquered Goguryeo. This made him almost certain that it was a script of the late Sui Dynasty and the Tang Dynasty.

But Zhao Jiuzhong and the ten brothers of Yishe used culture to suppress military power. This is the script of Zhao Song in the Five Dynasties!

What's going on? Is time and space out of whack?

(End of this chapter)