Super Dimensional Martial Immortal

   "An army of tens of millions? I don't need so many main forces for foreign expeditions."

   "But the combined forces of Fusang and Jin Guo..."

   "It doesn't matter. For me, the main role of the army is to clean up the battlefield, suppress resistance, maintain rule, and other things... I will take action."

   "..."

   Zhou Rou looked at Zhao Yinshun dully, her mind was in a mess.

   Isn't the main function of the army to fight?

  The ones you mentioned... more like the job of a militia catcher...

   "So, as long as the dumpling skin doesn't leak, I only need elites who can fill the front line. A northern front battlefield... two million is almost enough..."

   Speaking of this, the boy in white pursed his lips in distress.

   "Compared to the war, I am more troubled by the post-war rule. We still have too few officials."

  Not to mention external expansion, the current shortage of officials in Luzhou alone is an astronomical figure.

  The original ruling group was completely wiped out by him, almost completely destroying the underlying bureaucratic structure. The advantage is that a piece of white paper can be drawn at will, but the disadvantage is that there is a huge power vacuum, which leads to all kinds of chaos.

  And he is unwilling to support comprador puppets and rule like those Thai and Western colonists.

  Since you have swallowed it, you must digest it thoroughly, change customs, and return to Han soil forever!

  Nodding thoughtfully, Zhao Yinshun patted Zhou Rou on the shoulder and ordered solemnly.

   "The bureaucratic training school will continue to expand. What we lack now is not combat capability, but the ability to digest after we have established a territory!"

  "I can dominate the war, but I can't manage every county, every town, or even every village..."

   "I can sweep the world alone, but I can't rule the world alone. In this regard, I still have to rely on you."

  Hearing Zhao Yinshun's earnest expectation, Zhou Rou instantly felt a lofty sense of mission, and nodded resolutely.

   "Within one year, I will definitely train enough grassroots cadres!"

  Hearing this, Zhao Yinshun smiled gratifiedly: "I will leave the family affairs to you."

   "Ah? Your Majesty, are you leaving Luzhou?"

   Immediately heard the subtext in Zhao Yinshun's words, Zhou Rou felt a little reluctant.

   "Well, those undercover agents in the court are really getting more and more against the sky. I'm going back to Beijing recently. If you have any questions, you can go to Yani. I will rush back when necessary."

   After ordering the internal affairs, Zhao Yinshun turned his attention to the confidant general standing not far away.

   "Tang Hongda, how is the reform of the military system going?"

   "Still sorting out the clues, it may take a few months..."

   Tang Hongda clasped his fists in his promise, and replied with some trepidation.

   "Well, speed up the progress, the military system of the old era is no longer suitable for the current large corps combat mode."

In ancient times, the population size and productivity could pull out an army of tens of millions, which would be against the sky, but now there are more than 10 million soldiers with extraordinary military skills in Luzhou alone. A standing army of tens of millions should still be very easy.

  With the expansion of the army, the old-age command system with chaotic organization and titles has become more and more bloated, seriously hindering combat efficiency.

  So Zhao Yinshun simply referred to the experience of his previous life and ordered Tang Hongda to create an extraordinary version of the modern military system.

  Delete the messy miscellaneous generals, clarify the basic organization of squads, platoons, companies, battalions, regiments, brigades, and divisions, and strictly regulate the military rank system...

  However, this kind of military reform is not his original creation. I heard that Taixi started a similar reform more than ten years ago.

  Thinking of this, Zhao Yinshun couldn't help feeling a sense of urgency.

  Da Min, you are far behind in every aspect!

  Thinking, the boy's dark and deep pupils moved to the west, and he vaguely saw a mass of decay and chaos hanging over the heart of the empire.

   "I am strong, but when I am strong, there will be changes."

  ……………

   "Famous teachers and generals don't commit suicide, thousands of troops avoid white robes~~"

  Walking on the streets of Damindidu, hearing a distant nursery rhyme, Hirohito Sato's complacent mood suddenly disappeared.

  When he thought of the "white robe" in the nursery rhyme, a heavy sense of oppression enveloped his heart, making him want to take a deep breath.

  Da Min【Duke Zhen】…the greatest obstacle to the prosperity of the imperial kingdom…

   Must find a way to get rid of him!

   Shaking his head, leaving the heavy pressure behind, Sato Hirohito cheered up and walked quickly to Honglu Temple surrounded by his entourage.

   "Brother Sato!"

   A long distance away, a strong man with a money tail hanging behind his head warmly greeted him, and his joy was beyond words.

   "Brother Guarga Tu."

   Sato Hirohito smiled reservedly, and the two walked into Honglu Temple hand in hand, looking relaxed and skilled as if they were the masters here.

   Inside the Honglu Temple, the real owner of the official office saw through the barriers, and watched the two enter the negotiation hall proudly, with their brows tightly knit together.

  Originally, he, the Minister of Honglu Temple, should have participated in the whole negotiation process, but he really couldn't stand the arrogance of the villain Dezhi on the other side, and the servile attitude of the court participants, so he stopped participating after a few times.

  However, although he himself did not participate in the negotiations, he monitored every move of both parties throughout the process.

  After one morning, Ren Zhi, who was "observing" the negotiation, had veins throbbing in his temples. No matter how good he was at cultivating Qi, he couldn't suppress the anger in his heart.

   "Ren Hua."

"Father."

  The director of Honglu Temple appeared in front of Ren Zhi in a flash, bowing respectfully and saluting.

   "Go and report to the eldest princess, Jin Kingdom and Fusang Kingdom [emperor] put forward new conditions..."

  Hearing his father's whispers, Renhua's eyes were filled with rage, and he gritted his teeth and nodded.

   "I'm going to find Her Royal Highness the Eldest Princess."

   Seeing his son turn and leave without delay, Ren Zhi made himself a cup of tea, but he held the teacup blankly until the hot tea became cold, and looked out of the window at the sky out of focus.

   After an unknown amount of time, he raised the teacup in his hand and slammed it to the ground.

   "My country is in the sky, how did it become such a ghost!"

  ping~

  The fine porcelain exploded on the ground, and accompanied by the clear sound of breaking, a shout of excitement came from outside the door.

   "Father! Father!"

  Hoo~Hoo~

   Taking a deep breath, Ren Zhi sorted out his emotions and whispered calmly.

   "How many times have I told you, we Honglu Temple officials want Mount Tai to collapse in front of us without changing our face, we represent the face of the empire!"

   Before he finished speaking, his son Ren Hua rushed into the room, dancing with excitement, speechless.

   Seeing his always mature and stable son so happy, Ren Zhi's eyes moved, and his breathing gradually became heavier.

   "What the **** is going on?"

   "Wu... No, [Duke Zhen Guo], [Duke Zhen Guo] has returned to Beijing!"

   "??!"

   His eyes widened, Ren Zhi's slightly bent spine straightened inexplicably, and he stretched out his hand tremblingly to grab his son's shoulder.

   "[Duke Zhen Guo] has returned to Beijing? Are you sure?"

   "Well, according to the eldest princess, he will come to Honglu Temple in the afternoon!"

   "[Duke Zhen Guo] wants to participate in the negotiation?! But the court..."

   After a pause, Ren Zhi suddenly realized, with [Zhen Guogong]'s free-spirited character, what kind of attitude would he care about the princes in the court?

   I'm afraid [Emperor] can't speak well!

  The corners of the solemn and tired mouth slowly rose uncontrollably, Ren Zhi only felt the bad breath in his chest gradually dissipate, his bones became hardened a little, and his heart was filled with joy.

   "Hurry up! Go and prepare for the afternoon negotiation, and you must personally participate in it as a father!"

   "Hahahaha, I can't wait to see the expressions of those two barbarians when they see 【Zhen Guogong】!"

  …………

   Having a meal with the high-ranking officials of Damin who participated in the negotiations, the two sides exchanged feelings cordially. Sato Hirohito and others, who were full of wine and food, returned to Honglu Temple and suddenly found a subtle change in the atmosphere.

  The resentful and dissatisfied Honglusi minister took the chief secretary to sit at the negotiating table, and each of them held a cup of fragrant tea and smiled and nodded at them.

  Looking at the smiling eyes, Hirohito Sato inexplicably felt a chill in his vest, and faintly felt that the two people looked at him as if they were looking at a monkey.

   Wasn't he so angry that he withdrew from the negotiation before?

  Why did the attitude suddenly change again?

   Before Hirohito Sato could figure it out, the high-ranking official Damin beside him asked him out.

   "Ren Gong, are you going to re-join the negotiation?"

   "Don't worry, Mr. Liu, I'm just here to observe, and I won't intervene."

   Waving his hand, Ren Zhi responded with a smile.

   Liu Yu, who was wearing a first-grade scarlet robe, frowned and looked up and down suspiciously.

  What movements in the entire Honglu Temple can escape your eyes?

   Still need your physical body to attend?

  Concealedly exchanging glances with everyone, Liu Yu suppressed his uneasiness and began to host the afternoon negotiation.

   A similar process has been carried out for more than a dozen rounds, and the dust is about to settle. He absolutely does not want any changes to occur.

  However, what he was afraid of would come, and just as he "struggled with reason" and backed down step by step, the door of the negotiating room opened suddenly, and a handsome young man in white clothes strolled in the courtyard and walked gracefully into the room.

   There is no extraordinary coercion, nor is there any fierce aura, but the moment they saw the young man, the strong man with the tail of money and the samurai with the head of the month generation were struck by lightning, and beads of sweat the size of beans appeared on their foreheads instantly.

  The rest of the Damin bureaucrats were shocked and looked at each other in horror, only feeling a chill from the tailbone straight to the sky.

  How did this killer come back to Beijing? !

   After a brief shock, Liu Yu took the lead to regain his composure, and spoke leisurely.

   "[Duke Zhen Guo] is out in command of the army, and entered Beijing privately without the emperor's order. I'm afraid it's inappropriate?"

  The boy in white kept walking, tilting his head slightly to look at Liu Yu.

"none of your business."

   Unexpectedly, Zhao Yinshun would be so unruly and directly tear his face, Liu Yu glared angrily.

"you!"

  Just as he uttered a word, a strange jet-black sword energy flashed in the air, pouring into his chest at an unresponsive speed.

  嗡~

  The exquisite crane embroidery on Yipin Scarlet Robe shines like a living thing, shining with thousands of brilliance, no fancy and black light sword energy colliding with each other.

  Boom!

  Liu Yu only felt a pain in his chest, and his whole body flew upside down like a fired shell, embedded into the wall in a large font.

   "Cough cough cough..."

  The violent coughing of blood stained the scarlet robe. Everyone watched this scene in disbelief. Ren Zhi and his son didn't even notice that the tea in their hands had spilled on them.

   It's not that they didn't expect [Zhen Guogong] to use tyrannical means to suppress the audience, but they didn't expect to attack their "own people" first.

   This is a first-rank official who started his career with His Majesty the Emperor and supported the court for decades!

   What's more frightening is that with the authority of a first-rank minister, he is a weakened version of the eighth-rank sub-sage within the scope of the imperial capital!

  Even though [official way] is not good at fighting, his life-saving skills are definitely not weak. However, Zhao Yinshun didn’t even make any real attack moves, just raised his eyebrows, and the majestic first-rank minister was embedded in the wall and was seriously injured and coughed blood...

  In an instant, eight shocking characters appeared in everyone's mind.

  In close proximity, there are as many enemies as possible!

  Is this the power of a mythical warrior?

   "What the hell, dare to question the deity?"

   With a cold snort of disdain, the boy in white walked to Liu Yu's place unhurriedly, Da Ma Jindao sat down, looked around, and showed a meaningful smile.

   "Go on, why don't you talk?"

   Seeing the "picture scroll" of the human body embedded in the wall behind him, the silent people looked at each other, and under the push of their eyes, an official said bravely.

   "Master Liu is highly respected, why did [Duke Zhen] do this?"

   "I'm acting on my own, and I need to explain to you?"

   "..."

  Fires of rage flashed in their eyes, and the excited crowd was ready to move, but when they looked up, they met Zhao Yinshun's evil pupils as deep as the abyss, and the courage in his chest melted like snow meeting the scorching sun.

  Seeing all the Damin courtiers bowed their heads under his own pressure, Zhao Yinshun sneered, and then turned his attention to the two rightful masters.

   At this time, most of the heads of the two shaved half were covered with sweat, and the whole body seemed to have just been fished out of the water, and the whole body was drenched.

   "I heard that you have negotiated and drafted most of the terms, let me tell you."

  Holding his chin with one hand, Zhao Yinshun asked with a casual smile.

   Obviously did not release any coercion, but Hirohito Sato and the two still felt an indescribable sense of oppression covering the top of their heads. They bent their spines uncontrollably, and their hearts seemed to be held by invisible big hands, unable to breathe.

  Although they had heard the name of [Duke Zhen Guo] for a long time, when he stood in front of him, they knew how terrifying this legendary monster was.

   It was a kind of crushing at the level of life. Just realizing his existence, the two had difficulty keeping calm, and couldn't help but want to scream and escape from this place.

   But only rationality overwhelmed instinct, Sato Hirohito swallowed, and spoke with a trembling dry voice.

   "Qi... I report to 【Zhen Guogong】, the two countries of Fumin have been friends for generations..."

   "Hehe, mere Japanese slave, I don't know how to be superior or inferior, so befriend me? Are you worthy?"

  A flash of anger flashed in his eyes, Sato Hirohito grinned dryly, as if he didn't hear Zhao Yinshun's humiliation, he said to himself.

   "Shen Li is crazy and has repeatedly violated our borders. We are also forced to send troops to punish. I hope [Zhen Guogong] will understand..."

  呲~

   Before the words fell, a black light flashed, and the pain of the heart was transmitted to his mind. Only then did Hirohito Sato realize that his arm had been smashed into pieces.

  But even though his veins were twitching from the pain, he gritted his teeth tightly, showing a humble and submissive twisted smile.

  Ask for a ticket~~ヾ(ゞ)