Chen Cang! That was Baoji in the future. It was a famous strategic town with high walls.
The army set off from Chang 'an and took three and a half days to reach Chen Cang. Chen Cang had become an important military base. Su Dingfang, who set off first, had stored a large amount of food in Chen Cang and turned it into a logistical hub for the army.
"The general ordered the army to rest for half a day and set off tomorrow morning."
After arriving at Chen Cang, Li Jing showed his rare kindness and let the soldiers rest for half a day and set off tomorrow morning.
"Good!"
"Thank you, general!" Immediately, cheers came from the army. It was the first time for the soldiers to march, so they should not use too much strength. Li Jing knew this, so he ordered them to rest.
"Phew!"
Meton slowly slid down from Shadowless' back. As soon as he touched the ground, he could not help but sigh. He had been on the back of a horse for three and a half days. Although he knew how to ride a horse, he had never ridden for such a long time. His legs were sore.
"Chancellor, you'll get used to it. It's like riding a horse for a long time. When we reach Lanzhou, I think you'll get used to it and you won't have to suffer anymore." Xue Rengui supported Merton.
Meton nodded. In fact, he could still ride a carriage. However, since they were marching to war and Cheng Yaojin's advice, Meton quickly gave up this idea. He could be lazy now, but if he really went to the battlefield, the enemy would not give him the chance to be lazy.
Modun nodded and ordered, "Repair on the spot."
At this moment, they were still in the territory of the Tang dynasty, so there was no need to set up a camp. Soon, all the tents were set up. County Magistrate Chen Cang had already received the military order and prepared food for the army in advance.
Meton finished the food in his hands in a few bites. As soon as he put down the bowl and chopsticks in his hands, he heard the sound of horse hooves approaching.
A messenger came quickly and got off the horse. He cupped his fists and said, "Chancellor, General Li has ordered you to go to the middle of the army to discuss military affairs."
"I'll go now."
Upon hearing this, Meton immediately mounted his horse and followed the messenger without hesitation.
The Chen Cang County Office had already become Li Jing's place of business. As for the Chen Cang County Magistrate, he probably had his own place to go.
"Greetings, Generals!" When Meton entered the Chen Cang County yamen, he noticed that Li Jing was already seated in the main seat. The other five generals were also present.
"Mo Jiu is late!" Hou Junji said sarcastically when he saw Meton walk in.
Meton said in a manner that was neither servile nor overbearing, "The firearms supervisor was the last to arrive at Chen Cang. As soon as I received the general's order, I immediately rushed over without any delay."
Cheng Yaojin said in a hoarse voice, trying to smooth things over. "This is not the time to beat the drums and appoint the generals. Haven't we all just arrived?"
His left guard walked in front of the firearms supervisor, but Meton was one step ahead of him and sat down.
Li Jing waved his hand and said, "This is just a routine military meeting. There aren't so many rigid rules. However, if someone dares to not show up when I beat the drums and appoint the generals in the future, don't blame me for being merciless."
"I'll keep that in mind," Meton said seriously.
The other generals also became serious. Li Jing's words seemed to be a warning to Meton, but in fact, it was a warning to them.
Not to mention the other generals, even Hou Junji and Cheng Yaojin couldn't help but lower their heads. This was the military. If they dared to disobey the military order, Li Jing would order them to be beheaded. Even if it was brought to court, Li Shimin wouldn't be able to say anything.
"Alright, let's start the meeting," Li Jing said seriously.
Everyone else's expressions turned serious as they sat up straight.
"From Chang 'an to Chen Cang is a total of three hundred and fifty li. Thanks to the convenience of the brick roads, the army only used three and a half days to cover the distance. Based on this calculation, we'll reach Lan Province in ten-odd days. " Li Jing couldn't help but smile. This was already an extremely rare speed. The smooth march was also the reason why Li Jing had the confidence to give the order to rest.
"A hundred li in a day. I, Old Cheng, have never marched so quickly in my entire life." Cheng Yaojin clicked his tongue. Ordinary armies could only march seventy or eighty li at most. Unless they were cavalry, who could experience a hundred li in a day?
The other generals couldn't help but nod. The thing that dragged down the army's speed was the heavy supplies, and the brick roads solved this problem. In addition, even if it was windy and rainy, the brick roads could still be walked without error. This was the reason why Li Jing dared to guarantee that they would reach Lan Province in ten-odd days.
The last time the army went on a northern expedition to the Turks, from Chang 'an to Jiu Yuan Prefecture, the army walked for a full month. During this time, it was snowing heavily. Li Jing immediately abandoned the heavy supplies and used light cavalry to attack. He used a strange move to win by a narrow margin.
Meton looked around innocently. Was it very fast to travel a hundred li in a day? In the eyes of later generations, traveling a hundred li in a day was already the speed of a turtle. He couldn't stand the speed of this era, so he let the Mo family establish the express passenger service.
Li Jing saw Meton's expression and couldn't help but change the topic. "Of course, this speed can't be compared to General Su's three days to reach Lan Province. It can't be compared to the Mo family village's passenger service from Chang 'an to Luoyang in a day."
In an instant, everyone's eyes focused on Meton. The reason why Su Dingfang could shine in this western expedition was that he learned from the Mo family village's Luoyang in a day and night, and even more creatively used the ingenious method of transporting rations around the clock. It could be imagined that as long as Su Dingfang didn't make any mistakes in this western expedition, this alone would be a great merit. A logistics officer who escorted rations had made such a merit before the war, how could the generals not be jealous?
"General, you flatter me. I only came up with an idea. General, you're the one who really worked hard and made a great contribution by coordinating the entire army," Meton said embarrassedly.
"Mo Jiu, don't be modest. In the army, merit is merit, and mistakes are mistakes. No one can take away your merit. Just by teaching the School of Medicine the first-aid method in the army, it's a great merit." Li Jing looked at Meton with satisfaction.
The generals nodded in satisfaction. They were currently in a meeting, and the disciples of the School of Medicine in the army were constantly teaching the first-aid method to the soldiers. When the war broke out in the future, it would definitely be able to save the lives of countless soldiers.
Meton had an idea and said, "In my opinion, death and injury are inevitable in a war, and the people who need medical treatment the most are those who can't avoid it. I wonder if I can give a suggestion."
Li Jing laughed and said, "Rumor has it that Mo Jiazi's idea is worth a lot of money. I can't ask for more."
Meton immediately said shyly, "I want to promote cooperation between the School of Medicine and the School of the Military."
"Cooperation between the School of Medicine and the School of the Military?" The generals couldn't help but frown.
Cheng Yaojin said casually, "Now that the disciples of the School of Medicine are going to war with the army, isn't that a cooperation between the School of Medicine and the School of the Military?"
Meton shook his head and said, "Although what General Cheng said is reasonable, this is only a superficial cooperation. What I'm suggesting is a deeper cooperation between the School of Medicine and the School of Medicine."
Li Jing immediately asked curiously, "What do you mean?"
Meton cupped his hands and said, "I believe everyone has seen the doctors of the Mo Hospital. These doctors are mostly ordinary people with weak bodies. If they travel long distances, I'm afraid they won't be able to keep up. Moreover, there are only a few of them. If there are too many injured, I'm afraid they won't be able to cope. "
Li Jing nodded slowly.
"I heard that there are also doctors in the army." Meton changed the topic.
Cheng Yaojin waved his hand and said, "Don't mention those idiots. Six or seven out of ten injured soldiers died. If I'm injured, I'll definitely get the disciples of the School of Medicine to treat me. Those idiots can forget about getting close to the Old Man."
The generals also nodded in agreement. Obviously, they also had a deep grudge against the doctors in the army. This was also the reason why the disciples of the School of Medicine were so popular in the army.
Meton nodded and said, "That's why I'm advocating cooperation between the School of Medicine and the School of Medicine. Since the abilities of the School of Medicine are low, why don't we pick some literate disciples from the army and let them be nurtured by the School of Medicine? I know that the School of Medicine is preparing to open a medical school in Quchi Square to nurture the disciples of the School of Medicine. Why don't the School of Medicine take this opportunity to nurture their own medical soldiers?"
"Medical soldiers?" Li Jing and the others were stunned when they heard this unfamiliar term.
Meton explained, "Medical soldiers specialize in treating injured soldiers. They follow the army into battle. They are doctors during peacetime and soldiers during wartime. Military and Medical soldiers are one."
"Military and Medical soldiers are one." Everyone's eyes immediately lit up. This way, they would be able to solve the problem of the low standards of the School of Medicine and also try their best to treat the injured soldiers.
"Good, this is a brilliant plan." Cheng Yaojin slapped his thigh and said. Although the disciples of the School of Medicine were good, they were not soldiers. It was inevitable that they would not be easy to use. If the army could nurture their own medical soldiers, wouldn't it be the best of both worlds?
"Good. The Old Man will write a memorial to His Majesty and request for the establishment of medical soldiers." Li Jing said straightforwardly. This time, when the disciples of the School of Medicine entered the army, the generals had already seen the effect of the School of Medicine in stabilizing the morale of the army. Naturally, they would not reject it.
"It's a pity that the School of Medicine is only just established. We won't be able to use such a brilliant plan in the Western Expedition this time." Duan Zhixuan sighed.
Meton smiled and said, "That might not be the case. Although the School of Medicine is only just established, it's naturally impossible to nurture medical soldiers. However, isn't there a group of good doctors in the army now?"
Li Jing's arm paused and said, "Mo Jiu's intention is for these disciples of the School of Medicine to nurture a group of medical soldiers for the army."
"That's right. Currently, the good doctors of Mo Hospital who treat external injuries are all in the army. Why would the General give up what's close at hand and seek what's far away? If a good doctor teaches ten medical soldiers, then the army will immediately have a few hundred more medical soldiers. When the war is over, these few hundred medical soldiers will be sent to Mo Hospital for nurturing. Then, the foundation of the medical soldiers will be formed," Merton said.
Hearing this, everyone gasped in admiration. Li Jing sighed and said, "It's said that Mo Jiazi's words are worth a thousand pieces of gold. In the Old Man's opinion, these words are not false at all. Merton's plan will definitely allow thousands of soldiers to survive. On behalf of the thousands of soldiers, the Old Man thanks Merton for his advice."
Meton quickly said, "General Li is too kind. Right now, the Firearms Division also belongs to the School of the Militarists. Since I've already joined the School of the Militarists, it's only natural for me to consider the School of the Militarists wholeheartedly."
Immediately, all the generals looked at Meton with gentler gazes. Even Hou Junji had to admit that Meton's plan was ten times more effective than recruiting disciples of the School of Medicine into the army.
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