Zhao Muyun laughed out loud, his laughter full of sarcasm.
Do these censors understand military affairs?
Song Liu could not fail to hear Zhao Muyun's sarcasm, and his face suddenly changed when he was choked by Zhao Muyun.
But as an imperial censor, he has two weapons: a sharp tongue and a wolf-hair brush.
Since Song Liu could become the Imperial Censor, he must be very courageous, quick to react, and even more so to speak!
"General Zhao, what a powerful authority! The Imperial Censorate, acting on behalf of the Emperor, has the authority to oversee all military affairs! You've held your troops for half a month without advancing, yet you've deceived the Emperor into not knowing the military situation, disregarding the lives of 10,000 soldiers in Weizhou?"
Seeing this, the followers behind him also showed their waist badges embroidered with xiezhi patterns, and for a moment, a cold light flashed in the tent.
Just a few followers dare to show off their power in the army?
Li Si and the other five were not willing to be outdone. As soon as they saw Song Liu's followers approaching, they rushed forward, stood in front of Zhao Muyun, puffed out their chests and glared at the opposite side.
Song Liu's followers were just guards of the Beijing dandies. They were nothing compared to Li Si and other guards who had seen blood and killed people on the battlefield and had followed Zhao Muyun to kill the Tartars!
Before the two sides looked at each other for a few seconds, Song Liu's followers avoided his gaze and dared not look directly at him.
Zhao Muyun walked slowly from behind Li Si and the others and gave Song Liu a contemptuous smile: "Song Yushi, do you know how many troops I have?"
"Seven...seven prefectures' soldiers and horses, at least 10,000 people, right?" Song Liu was almost stumped by the question.
Fortunately, he still knew something about Dayin's military system.
A Zhechoufu has at least a thousand people and at most three thousand. Zhao Muyun is the governor of seven prefectures, so there must be at least more than ten thousand people!
Otherwise, how could we destroy the 5,000 Tartars hiding in Feihu Ridge?
Ten thousand?
Zhao Muyun smiled.
Yin Ji beside him also shook his head helplessly.
The censors are getting worse with each generation.
When you come to the border to inspect, you should at least investigate and understand the situation first!
Zhao Muyun, the captain of the seven prefectures, currently controls the four states of Wei, Shuo, Yan and Yin. Moreover, Wei state is under siege by the Tartars, so Zhao Muyun has troops from at most three states.
Including the troops left behind locally, Zhao Muyun can only muster a maximum of 5,000 people!
Five thousand of them faced five thousand of the Tatars at Feihu Ridge. If it weren't for the fire attack, it would have cost a huge price to capture Subutai.
Those imperial censors in the capital who only talk about military strategy on paper and think that they can destroy the Tartars are just dreaming!
"If I had 10,000 soldiers, why would I wait here for a chance to fight?"
"My Pinglu Commandery, apart from the troops from Weizhou, would be lucky if we could gather 5,000 men!"
"Censor Song, do you know what's between Feihu Ridge and Weizhou City?"
Zhao Muyun looked at Song Liu and said coldly.
"No...I don't know!"
"How many troops did the Tartars have besieging Weizhou?"
“I…I don’t know!”
Song Liu shook his head blankly.
He obviously misunderstood the essence of the job of the censor.
Just like those argumentative people on the Internet today, as soon as they get a little rumor, they will ignore the facts and start talking nonsense, criticizing anyone they catch!
"You're clueless and don't know anything about marching or fighting, yet you come here to monitor our army's operations! If being a censor is that easy, then everyone should be one."
Song Liu's Adam's apple moved, but he still said stubbornly: "Even so, you should have reported to the Ministry of War instead of just sitting there without authorization!"
"Report to the Ministry of War?"
Zhao Muyun suddenly laughed out loud, his laughter rustling the cowhide covering the tent ceiling. "The battlefield is changing rapidly. It would take at least seven days to send it to the capital via express delivery over 800 miles. By the time the Ministry of War has finished its research, it would be too late!"
"Censor Song, if you want to inspect, that's fine. My entire army will cooperate with you and accept your supervision! But, we can't do that now."
"Why?" Song Liu was stunned and asked angrily, "General Zhao, can't you delay?"
"procrastination?"
Zhao Muyun knew that once he met someone like the Censor, they would be like flies circling around him, buzzing all day long.
And once they have set their sights on you, they won't give up until they have thoroughly investigated you.
It seems that the higher you go, the more attention you will attract.
There are good things, and naturally there are bad things!
At this time, Zhao Muyun had not yet realized that he was being watched by the censor even at the border, and it was definitely not as simple as an inspection.
He was annoyed by Song Liu's argumentative words and laughed. After a long while, he said:
"You imperial censors, apart from being good at talking and arguing with people, you seem to be good for nothing else!"
"General Yin, please cooperate with the censor in whatever he wants to inspect. I have military duties to attend to, so I'm sorry I can't accompany you any longer."
Even though you hate these censors, you can't just kill them all!
Killing the censor, what's the difference between this and rebellion?
Even if Zhao Muyun has the intention, he doesn't have the ability!
Zhao Muyun threw the sticky candy to Yinji to deal with and turned to leave.
"General Zhao, where are you going? Don't you want to cooperate with our inspection?" Seeing Zhao Muyun was about to leave, Song Liu hurriedly shouted to stop him.
"Don't you understand what I'm saying? It won't be too late for you to come back after this battle!"
Zhao Muyun smiled faintly, "Yin, the general. Censor Song has been enjoying the romantic life in the capital for a long time. You can let him experience the life of a frontier soldier here on Feihu Ridge!"
After saying that, Zhao Muyun asked Li Si to lead the way.
Li Si strode forward with an expressionless face, pushing aside Song Liu's followers who were blocking his way, then turned back to Zhao Muyun and said, "Sir, please!"
"How presumptuous! Zhao... Zhao Muyun, don't think that just because you're a lieutenant of the Seventh Prefecture, you can be disrespectful to the Imperial Censor!"
Seeing his followers being treated so rudely, Song Liu was so angry that his nose was crooked.
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