It's not that Zhao Xi wants to be dishonest, it's just that she can't help but be dishonest.

  He cannot argue with the master, and even arguing is not appropriate. The master, being the person in charge of this ancestor worship, has the right to control the entire team, including himself.

  In terms of status, I am the most respected, but when it comes to military strategy, he has the final say.

  So Zhao Xi could only relieve himself. He was really worried about the Fourth Army guards, who were probably not even as good as peasants.

  The several hundred men led by Big Brother and Future Eldest Uncle-in-law are still passable, although they can also be exhausting to watch. At least they have some semblance of soldiers. But those from the Fourth Army... no longer look like humans, let alone soldiers.

  It's not easy to think about, wearing at least 40-50 kilograms of armor, and carrying another 20-30 kilograms of equipment... These are the ones that are normally worn for Father to see, wearing this stuff to run 30 miles, if you don't collapse, it's already considered strict military discipline.

  Alas... In those days, I carried a load of 10 kilograms and ran cross-country for 10 kilometers at top speed. I wasn't as exhausted as these soldiers are now.

  Such an army... it's no wonder that they are often annihilated by the tens of thousands by small border countries. Such old and weak soldiers, if something unexpected happens, I reckon they can't even run for their lives.

  This is not Zhao Xie's indulgence of soldiers, but a clear understanding that it cannot be done and therefore will not be done.

  This is not something that can be changed by bullying you once or twice, doing so only increases resentment and accumulates the basis for chaos, it has no effect on improving military morale.

  Perhaps this micro is a master of military discipline and can also enforce strict rules, but you are not their military supervisor, just a temporary controller.

  Zhao Xikuo didn't want these old soldiers, or the old soldiers guarding the capital, to bear a grudge.

  Zhao Xi sometimes can empathize with his old man, he is really not easy.

  It should be around ten minutes or so, Zhao Xi couldn't drag it out for too long either, otherwise who knows what this Zhang Wei would whisper about him when he returned to the imperial court.

  He simply changed into some casual clothes and drank a bit of hot water...

  Zhao Xi still had that habit of not drinking cold water. He knew that the medical level was very poor at this time, and it was common for people to die from diarrhea.

  Set out again, it's a bit better now, at least it's no longer that half-dead state.

  It's just the cavalry, and they also took care of their horses... These horses are almost useless. No matter how good a warhorse is, if it's in the hands of a bunch of useless people, it will eventually become useless along with them.

  Alas... I really don't want to see this!

  It's finally cooled down outside and we've arrived at today's rest stop... Sigh, I feel like complaining again!

  This group of people in the imperial court... Zhao Xi really wants to define them as idiots. The sky has cooled down, and the sunset is still hanging in the west. It's said that this time is the most suitable for traveling, but according to the schedule set by the imperial court, it's time to set up camp now... Speechless!

  But Zhang Wei was executing it without discount...

  It's late spring, which is good, but it also depends on the weather.

  Relying on a group of people sitting in the public toilet making tea to decide the itinerary, and even sending Zhang Wei this stubborn head to execute... Never mind, annoying!

  On the second day, Zhao Xi no longer needed to explain, and the prefectures and counties along the way finally came to intercept him.

  Look at Zhang Wei following the newcomer, greeting certain brother and certain younger brother, one by one bringing them over to meet Zhao Xi. Zhao Xi really wanted to ask him, why didn't they march today!

  "Big Brother, where will we set up camp today?"

  Zhao Xi didn't know, but seeing this WeChat so relaxed, he suddenly became interested.

  "Return to the king, today is just five miles ahead in the town."

  Uh...... Zhao Xi was stunned. How is this possible? Today, we didn't even cover twenty miles, how can they be camping five miles ahead?

  "However, tomorrow needs to rush like yesterday."

  Cao Lin added another sentence afterwards, as if reminding.

  I'm going! Zhao Xi understood. The Politician's Hall took into account the back-and-forth of the soldiers when making the military plan, the only thing that didn't need to be considered was this group of martial artists...

  Take another look at these country bumpkins, with a pig-like expression, envying the scholars chatting... Forget it, they've resigned themselves to their fate, no need to make trouble for themselves or others.

  Anyway, they themselves don't suffer, I reckon these so-called upper four military men like being called back and forth by the scholars, maybe even being scolded is a capital to brag about when they go back.

  "Brother, is this how the Fourth Army usually behaves?"

  This was Zhao Xi's first time having real worries.

  I thought that the country's prosperity would not last less than a hundred years. The Imperial Guards, who had made great contributions at the founding of the country, could not be so weak as to be unable to even lift their swords.

  He has time, and when he is in charge, there will be ample time for targeted changes.

  But today, what he saw was far worse than what he had imagined. He worried that by the time he could make a change, these so-called elite of the imperial court would not need to be changed, but rather directly disbanded...

  He also deeply felt the anxiety of Old Fan and the others at this time... perhaps they really couldn't wait any longer.

  "Sixty percent!"

  Cao Lin was indeed honest with Zhao Xi.

  It's okay, just 60%, arrived on time, and made a good choice.

  "What will you do with the remaining four cities?"

  "Your Highness, the troops and generals I brought on this trip are all from the Imperial Guard, which was under my grandfather's command and also under my uncle's command when he went to conquer the Northwest."

  The meaning is obvious, the remaining 40% are not as good as the one he brought...

  Alas! Even the soldiers brought by Cao Lin, in Zhao Xi's eyes, are not qualified, but for Cao Lin, they should be considered excellent, and there is still a heritage...

  To be honest, from the two days of marching, the only ones who have never been out of formation are Zhao Xi's own guards, which is the twenty or so people trained by Wang Zhongzheng every day.

  Though unnoticed by others, Zhao Xie could see it, and Wang Zhongzheng and Li Xian also seemed to have sensed it.

  Wang Zhongzheng carried out Zhao Xi's words without any discount, from the time he started school a few years ago. Every day when Wang Ye went to school, he would practice with the ceremonial instruments for a whole day, walking back and forth, taking tens of steps at a time, but it was really not far, yet he never stopped.

  It was tough at first and some people called it bitter, but the king's reward was generous, and in the end they all held on. At this point, the effect finally appeared.

  Such a comparison is enough to make one laugh, what are these so-called national elite doing all day? No wonder the civil officials have nothing better to do than think of killing a few people.

  Whatever, Zhao Xi didn't utter another word in the following journey, nor did he refute Zhang Wei's decision once. He even cooperated with Zhang Wei, exchanging pleasantries and formalities with these local officials.

  No mood, no mood at all, just thinking about ending this trip as soon as possible and going back to being a prince... When the day finally came when everything had to be dissolved, Zhao Xi didn't mind dissolving.

  Strong and weak branches? Humph! This is purely nonsense, at this time, the strong can't even be mentioned.

  It's really strange, being tossed around by Zhang Wei like this, this group of people actually walked down without any complaints, and they really arrived in Gong County according to the schedule of the government office.

  It's very abnormal, anyway, Zhao Xi felt it was abnormal no matter how he thought about it.

  Zhao Xi thought of a particularly ordinary yet fitting word for this group: numbness!