"Inform Commander Zhou that the three young generals are a little dissatisfied and want to play two more rounds." Emperor Xuanwu ordered Chief Peng to send a message.
"Slave complies with the order." Chief Peng trotted all the way.
"Your Majesty, are you planning to..." Old Marshal Hong stood up.
"That's right, the one who knows me is the old Marshal." Emperor Xuanwu laughed.
Old Marshal Hong also moved out from behind the wine table with a smile: "The old minister really felt itchy after watching it for a long time, and came to play a game. The emperor must not favor the little girl."
"It's easy to talk about." Emperor Xuanwu raised his wine glass: "Everyone and I Bojiu applaud the old marshal for entering the account."
Old Marshal Hong quickly picked up his wine glass.
Everyone claimed it was good, and followed Xuanwu Emperor to drink it all in one gulp.
After the old marshal saluted, he walked towards the red tent. After entering, I saw that three of them were still complaining to each other.
The old marshal said: "The coordination of the battle is not appropriate, the implementation of the strategy is bottomless, and the defeat is justifiable. Why are you complaining about each other?"
The three young generals hurriedly saluted, and the older one, Zhao Bai, said: "Return to Marshal, our brothers are not convinced. I think Commander Zhou's schemes are endless, but he won by luck. If we are more careful, we may not lose."
"You two think so too?" The old Marshal looked at Zhao Qi and Zhao Tian.
The two looked at each other, clasped their fists together and said, "Return to Marshal, I think so too."
"Okay, then I'll give you another chance." The old marshal laughed, waved his hand and said, "Let's sit down, and you will give the order later."
"Marshal, really?" The three teenagers suddenly became excited again.
The marshal sat down and said, "I'll give you three little bastards an old face. Others think that the next strategic arrangement is the work of the old man, so you don't want to embarrass the old man."
"Yes! Thank you Marshal!" The three young generals quickly thanked.
The fourth game competition started, and soon the strategic design content was sent over.
The old marshal ordered the three young generals to open the strategic document, and saw that it read: "The red and yellow sides each have 20,000 swords and shields, 15,000 spears, 5,000 archers, and 10,000 cavalry. The battle site is the Heihe Valley strip..."
"Exactly the same?!" The three teenagers scratched their heads in astonishment.
"Hahaha. The emperor really understands the old man's thoughts. Naturally, this same setup is not for the old man, but to give you three little guys a chance to come back again if you are not convinced." Old Marshal Hong laughed loudly with his beard.
Only then did the three young generals realize that the emperor had long understood Old Marshal Hong's plan to protect the calf, and he really gave him the chance to compete again this time.
Seeing the situation like this, they feel that the opportunity is rare, not only to be worthy of the face of the old marshal. It is even more necessary to perform in front of the emperor.
Zhao Bai said seriously: "Two brothers, let's not have any dissatisfaction with each other. Let us put aside our grudges and deal with that Commander Zhou together. If we lose to her again, it will really be..."
"What brother said is true." Zhao Qi and Zhao Tian rubbed their hands together, and their expressions no longer had that kind of arrogance.
Old Marshal Hong looked at them like this, and said in his heart: Zhou Zhiruo is a formidable enemy, it is rare for them to know that there is a sky beyond the sky, and there is a human being. Even if they don't win the marching chess game, these few matches are worth it.
It is good for young people to be tempered more, and Old Marshal Hong really wished for it. In the old days in the army. Others were unwilling to offend these three outstanding young generals, which inevitably gave rise to their arrogance. Being deflated in front of the emperor today, although the reputation and impression of the three young generals has been lost, but in the long run, the advantages still outweigh the disadvantages.
The game of marching chess began, and the three young generals cheered up and cooperated seriously like never before.
Military orders are issued one after another, and the feedback information is studied together.
The three of them mostly study together, and only occasionally when the fighter opportunity is fleeting, will a certain young general make an immediate decision.
Although there are occasional disputes between each other. But soon it will be more sensible to choose the most suitable method, or the minority obeys the majority.
When the three teenagers disagreed. The older Zhao Bai made the decision, and the other two did not express any objections.
Old Marshal Hong nodded his head while watching, feeling extremely relieved.
Ruzi can be taught, nothing more than this. Three pieces of high-quality uncut jade can emit dazzling brilliance with a little carving.
Old Marshal Hong was also paying attention to the changes in the battle situation.
Not bad, every military order is quite accurate. Although in the eyes of Old Marshal Hong, a veteran killer with decades of battlefield experience. The decision-making of the three young generals is still immature, but compared to the command just now, the effect of the three young generals working together is almost perfect.
On the basis of previous failures, their command never repeated the same mistakes just now. Some of the loopholes in the fighter planes that the opponent seized last time were well blocked.
The game has been going on for two cups of tea, and the red side has always occupied the advantage on the battlefield. Even began an overwhelming battlefield separatism.
However, when the red side began to occupy most of the battlefield, the messenger suddenly brought a message by means of a meteor scout.
"Report—report to the commander, our army camp is flooded and has already fallen into a swamp of water! Most of the soldiers have been washed away, and the rest are almost all shot by bows and arrows in the water by the enemy soldiers on the raft!"
The situation suddenly reversed!
Not to mention that the third young general was dumbfounded, even Marshal Hong stood up suddenly, almost tearing off some of his white beard.
But soon, Old Marshal Hong suddenly slapped his thigh: "What a Zhou Zhiruo, even his own people were drowned!"
Wu Zhe resorted to Guan Yu's move of flooding the Seventh Army, regardless of whether part of his army was still separated on the battlefield, he directly released the river water that had been secretly accumulated for several days.
This accumulation of river water was naturally ordered quietly, and Emperor Xuanwu knew it as a referee. However, because Wu Zhe's order was to slowly block part of the river upstream and gradually accumulate it for a long time for a few days, it did not cause a large-scale reduction of the river water. Therefore, in practice, the enemy will generally not be aware of it. Such instructions will not be transmitted to the red team's tent.
The three young generals understood what the old marshal said. Although I still want to find some reasons for myself, I know that the three of them have not considered the opponent's water attack technique to block the river, and if they have not issued a vigilant order, even a central referee like Xuanwu Emperor will not give a reminder .
Old Marshal Hong said: "It's a good loss. Both Zhou Zhiruo and the three of you have done a good job. It's just that the opponent can use the stalemate on the battlefield to confuse us, so that we can't even notice that the opponent has hidden troops to surround us." River water. This is a skill, are you three still not convinced?"
The three young generals haven't said anything yet, but Emperor Xuanwu walked in: "Old Marshal, go and sit in the middle, I'm itching for skills." (To be continued...)