Yang Huaiyu and the Southern Army in his hands were quite uncomfortable because they had to watch the Western Army and the Eastern Army gradually retreat, and even the sixteen people were about to start evacuating.

And they could only help these robes to cover up. As the New Year approached, no one would want to follow him back to the court, and the soldiers would go home to celebrate the New Year too!

The reward came unexpectedly. When Yang Huaiyu saw such a generous reward, he knew that he must have lived in Xixia this year.

Along with the reward, there were letters written by Zhao Zhen to the soldiers.

It should be circulated in the army, so Yang Huaiyu selected the soldiers with the largest voices to stand in the barracks to preach. At the beginning, he turned a group of fierce soldiers on the battlefield into red eyes.

"My name is Zhao Zhen. Although I am the Emperor of Song, I am the same as you. I am a son, husband, and father. What you have experienced is the responsibility brought by these identities. Like you, I have not returned for three years in the army and miss my wife and children very much. At that time, I had no choice but to do it. I could only miss my relatives in Yanyun. I understand what you are thinking now, but I can only reward the three armies to express your wishes! When you return to the court, I will lead all officials to welcome him!"

The words of this letter are very simple, and in Yang Huaiyu's opinion, they even feel a little stingy, but this is Zhao Zhen's cleverness. A person with high status and power put down his posture and told the soldiers about his inner feelings, which is the most popular way to win people's hearts...

Many people couldn't help but burst into tears after hearing the slightly suffocating reading in the army. Thinking about the officials and soldiers who followed the imperial army to fight in person, the soldiers felt numb all over and had a heavy responsibility on their shoulders. In fact, compared to the bloody battle on the battlefield, what is the pain of homesickness in front of them?

Besides, the official family Feifan didn't owe him anything, but instead he received so much reward and felt uneasy.

"The official family is really kind and righteous. Such a generous reward is not counted. He even said such true words to us. He deserves to be the official family that we will kill the enemy in blood together!"

"Look at what you said, what does it mean to be with us? We had a good fortune in the Northern Expedition back then and could kill the enemy with the officials!"

"I said something bad, I should beat me!"

"So, we can't go back this winter at all?"

"Where are you going back? The coward has just returned, and there is no need to fight. With such a generous military salary, how can you go back with a thick face? Not to mention others, you even look down on yourself!"

"My mother is seriously ill, and it's very cold this winter...I'm worried..."

"What are you worried about?! Your three brothers are in the Beiwei Army. This time they went to Yanyun to guard the border. There is still time to rotate. You are not bad for going home to perform filial piety!"

"That's right, there are three soldiers in your family. Your mother is definitely auspicious in the eyes of the local parents. She must not provide for it well. The end of the year is enough to be damaged in these few days. Hey... I can't say that when you come home, your mother's illness has already been cured!"

There are all such robes in the army. Once you hear that someone has something to go back at home, they will persuade and relieve each other, and the atmosphere is harmonious. Moreover, Zhao Zhen gave not only rewards and comfort letters, but also the most important thing, postage...

When Yang Huaiyu saw the post appearing at the gate of the military camp, he breathed a sigh of relief. He knew that there was no big problem this time.

Sure enough, the soldiers in the army shouted excitedly and cheered when they saw the post office.

They all knew that the appearance of the post office meant that they could pass letters home, and their families could also pass their thoughts to the distant northwest army.

At this time, spiritual rewards were more effective than anything else. The soldiers of the Song Dynasty walked out of the shadow of being unable to go home for a moment, and each smiled happily and shouted long live.

There is nothing more uncomfortable than missing your hometown during the New Year. With the delivery service, you can at least turn this longing into a pen and ink to pass it on to your relatives far away, and you can also receive news from your relatives. How can they not be excited?

"Long live the official family!"

Not only was the first person to shout such a shout, but the soldiers in the Song army followed one after another, and the voices drifted into the distance with the cold wind.

Yang Huaiyu, who had already solved the big trouble, did not breathe a sigh of relief. Instead, he looked at the Xixia map in front of him nervously. This was the most complete information collected by the Imperial City Office in Xixia. Those places were the "hard bones" among the Dangxiang people, and those were relatively weak compromise factions, and they were clearly marked on the map.

Yang Huaiyu decided to continue according to the strategy left by Xia Shu. On the one hand, he pretended to be the illusion that hundreds of thousands of elite soldiers of the Song Dynasty were all in the northwest, and on the other hand, he accelerated the migration of the Dangxiang people. The easiest way was to kill the chicken to scare the monkeys, and start with the hardest bones to crack.

Di Qing and Xia Feng, the two old partners in the army, have already withdrawn with the army. The only thing Yang Huaiyu can rely on is Fan Zhongyan, who has been enlightened by officials in the court. He heard that his ability to do things is quite amazing. Yang Huaiyu has heard of several anecdotes about Fan Zhongyan, such as cutting down on porridge, cleverly governing road administration, etc., all reflect the wisdom he should possess as a civil servant.

Yang Huaiyu is still willing to ask for advice and cooperate with such people. Yang Huaiyu, who is straightforward, likes Fan Zhongyan's style of talking and speaking the most, and does not have the most annoying things about those courtiers.

When Yang Huaiyu walked into Fan Zhongyan's official office, what he saw was a mountain of dust-stacked scroll, and a red-eyed rabbit that seemed to make Fan Zhongyan.

The dignified Ningxia Road Advisor actually became like this, which really surprised Yang Huaiyu.

"Why is Fan Jinglei so haggard?"

Fan Zhongyan smiled silently and pointed to Yang Huaiyu and said, "Isn't it because of your letter?! Xia Jianjun's plan is excellent. You have to deal with the Western Xia tyrants with the strategy of killing chickens and warning monkeys. I can only read all the volumes of these tyrants carefully to find out their weaknesses so that you can start!"

Yang Huaiyu looked at Fan Zhongyan in surprise and said, "You are really concerned, have you found anything?"

"Of course, hard work pays off. The Duye clan at the foot of Helan Mountain is considered a large clan among the Dangxiang people, with about 30,000 soldiers, but there are not many soldiers now. After the battle in Xingqing Prefecture, there are still 5,000 soldiers to fight..."

Yang Huaiyu looked at Fan Zhongyan and said, "So, the Strategist is planning to let me use this sick tiger to establish my power? Why not find the strongest person in Ningxia to do it?"

Fan Zhongyan rolled his eyes and said, "Why should we find the strongest one? A defeated army without fighting is the best strategy! This Duyemen is a powerful family among the Dangxiang people. Although it has declined, it has a reputation. If you can defeat it with thousands of people..."

"Thousands of people?" Yang Huaiyu exclaimed, "Then how many people can be left in the end?"

Fan Zhongyan raised his eyelids and said, "Winning with a consistent match is a surprise! What if the five thousand people have no combat power?"

"You mean poisoning?!"

"I didn't say that, but it may be that they ate unclean things, and now it's cold and what don't eat?! What can't be used to keep warm?"

Yang Huaiyu trembled slightly. Sometimes these literati are no less murderous than generals like himself...
Chapter completed!