Chen Xi, head of the Second Cavalry Regiment of Beishuo City, also echoed: "Who made this plan? It's an insult to our Yanbei soldiers. We need war, and we need to fight the enemy squarely!"
"Yes!" The tribal chiefs also shouted excitedly, "Yanbei is a good man, there is no coward hiding in Tibet!"
Chu Qiao suddenly felt disgusted. Thinking of the tragedy she saw outside the city just now, she only felt that these people were as annoying as flies. She raised her head, her gaze was as sharp as an eagle, and said in a deep voice: "I made the battle plan. Who has an opinion?"
The crowd suddenly fell silent. Ten days had passed, and no one dared to despise this young girl like they did back then. In just a few days, she not only rectified the composition of the army, reformed the management system of the base camp, and greatly improved the efficiency of work, but also magically created a red stone called "brick". Although it is not as strong as stone, the efficiency of building the city is extremely fast, and in order to increase the firmness of the city wall, she also lifted a large amount of ice from the Chishui River not far away, and quickly built a full 30 ice cubes outside the city wall. In this way, not only the city wall is stronger, but also it can effectively prevent the enemy from climbing and attacking the city.
She used her superior military means to set up a large number of horse pits and traps outside the city. Today, Beishuo has become a fortified city of iron and blood, and it no longer looks like it was before when the wind blows.
Therefore, even if they were dissatisfied with her, no one dared to speak out for a while, especially since she just made another great contribution and completed the resettlement of refugees. At this time, her prestige in the army was no longer what it was before.
"I have an opinion." A deep voice sounded slowly, and everyone turned their heads in unison, and it turned out to be the forward representative of the Second Army.
Xue Zhiyuan looked at Chu Qiao coldly, and said in a low tone: "For this war, we have been preparing for eight years. During these eight years, we have actively worked hard, recruited manpower and material resources, secretly trained troops, and integrated the strength of the army. We will not Forget the humiliation of Huoleiyuan, the Huoyun flowers growing on the flesh and blood of our ancestors are still blooming, and they are waiting for us to avenge their shame. However, we waited silently for eight years, what did we get in return? Hiding and shrinking?" His eyes were gloomy and cold, and the tip of his eyes looked at Yan Xun who was sitting on the main seat, and said in a cold tone, "Where did Yan's spirit of not fearing death go? Has the prosperity of the capital burned His Highness's bones?"
As soon as the voice fell, the meeting room suddenly fell into a terrible dead silence. Yan Xun was dressed in a black robe, with long eyebrows and light eyes. He had been sitting on the back of the chair. Hearing this, he raised his eyebrows slightly, glanced at Xue Zhiyuan with the corners of his eyes, and smiled indifferently, but the voice was Like the ice and snow in the twelfth lunar month, it cools the bone marrow and sends chills down the spine.
Yu Xin, the deputy general of the Second Army Corps who was sitting at the same table with him, got up immediately and said hastily, "Zhiyuan has a reckless personality, but please forgive him for worrying about Yanbei, and he is dedicated to the public, so don't blame him."
Xia An, the lord of Beishuo City, also got up and said: "Although what General Xue said is inappropriate, everything is for the battle situation and victory of Yanbei. Please read his highness. He has been born and died for many years, and he has made great achievements in battle. He deserves a lot of credit, so let him be spared once."
Hearing the words, the other generals also stood up one after another and pleaded for Xue Zhiyuan. Only the military representative of the First Legion did not move, with a gloomy expression on his face, as if he could not make up his mind.
"General Xue is straightforward, I like it very much." Yan Xun narrowed his long and narrow eyes slightly, and said lightly, "Everyone, please sit down, everyone is a hero of Yanbei. Will you blame someone who has meritorious service for no reason? Besides, General Xue is only expressing his own thoughts, and has no disrespect to me, so why should he be guilty, General Xue, don’t you think?”
Yan Xun's voice was extremely indifferent, his eyes were cold and restrained. Xue Zhiyuan had no choice but to stand up, and said in a low voice: "Your Highness is wise, the last general is blunt, can't express, and didn't intend to offend His Highness, please forgive me."
After hearing the words, everyone called His Highness Shengming repeatedly, stood up tremblingly, and sat back in their seats.
At this time, Xue Zhiyuan didn't sit down, but turned his head to face Chu Qiao, and said in a deep voice, "I ask Master Chu to answer the question just now."
As soon as this remark came out, even Yu Xin from the second army frowned, just now he had spoken against Yan Xun, Yan Xun had already ignored it, but he was not relentless. After all, Yan Xun is now the nominal leader of Yanbei, if this continues, it will be very detrimental to the Second Army.
Before he stood up to smooth things over, Chu Qiao stood up slowly with a gloomy expression, looked at Xue Zhiyuan coldly, and said indifferently: "General Xue, I didn't expect you to ask such a naive question, I'm sorry. "
Xue Zhiyuan's eyes turned cold, and he was about to speak when Chu Qiao's expression turned cold, and he said in a deep voice: "War is not an arithmetic problem, and in a normal combat process, the power comparison between the two sides is not simply a comparison of numbers! Victory is determined. There are many factors, the number of people is only one aspect of the advantage, the morale of the two sides, the combat effectiveness of the soldiers, the overall strength level, the comparison of weapons, the accuracy of intelligence, the speed of information transmission, the personal ability of the commander and general, and the actual combat experience of the soldiers. Experience, even the terrain of the battlefield, the supply of logistics, the support of the overall public opinion, all of these are enough to have an important impact on the overall strategy. It is superficial to judge victory or defeat simply by the number of people The problem is that a layman who has no knowledge of war will make such a low-level mistake!"
The girl scolded disdainfully, and it was like a basin of cold water was poured on everyone's heads. Her words almost included everyone. Lieutenant General Chen Xi snorted coldly, stood up and said, "We are all laymen, only Mr. Chu, you are a master of strategy, right? I have fought in Yanbei for more than ten years, and I have never met a madman like you."
"History has long told us that people who keep saying that they have made achievements in the past have no future at all. What's more, some people's past achievements may not be so worth remembering." Chu Qiao did not tolerate it. Said affectionately, "I ask everyone to realize the situation we are facing now. We are not just facing a war. The victory or defeat of a war will not help the overall situation. For Daxia, we are just a border. Local rebellion, they are sitting in Hongchuan, they can send hundreds of thousands or even millions of troops to encircle and suppress us at any time, once Zhenhuang's call-up order is issued, within two days, they can call up 100,000 troops. And what about us? We are taking our entire wealth and life to fight Daxia. What is the road before us? To win is to continue to survive, and to fail is to die. We are not afraid of death, but we cannot die worthless. The victory has no effect on the overall situation, what we want to achieve in the battle of Beishuo City is not a tactical victory, what we want is an opportunity to start the battle!"
Chu Qiao clenched her fist, swung it vigorously in front of her, and said with firm eyes: "What we want is not to defeat the Xia army in one or two battles, but to drag them to death, drag them down, and then kill them with one blow." and wipe them all out."
Yan Xun stood up and said in a deep voice: "Everyone, Ah Chu is right, in the battle of Beishuo, what we want is not only a victory, but to defeat the enemy as much as possible while preserving ourselves. This is a life-and-death battle, Yanbei's survival is in your control."
Yan Xun's face was calm, looking at the crowd, his eyes were like a deep sea, with violent waves surging inside. Facing the crowd, he bent down and bowed deeply, and everyone was stunned.
Immediately, Yan Hongji knelt on the ground and said in a sonorous tone, "I swear to follow His Majesty to the death!"
Immediately afterwards, everyone in the conference room knelt in front of Yan Xun and shouted in unison: "I swear to follow Your Highness to the death!"
The wind outside the window is still there, and the iron cavalry of Daxia is coming.
Chu Qiao stood in front of Beishuo Gate, right in front of them were the 3,000 vanguard troops of the First Recovery Army and the remaining 20,000 soldiers of the Black Eagle Army. Yan Xun was wearing armor, black fur, swords and swords, and the cold wind blowing from his body The sideburns blew past, brushing the thin but tough outline of the man. She suddenly felt a little cold, she pursed the corners of her mouth lightly, and wanted to say something, but her throat tightened, as if she had already said what she should say, and the rest was only deep worry and reluctance.
"Let me go with you." She still said this sentence, although she knew it was an extravagant wish, she still grabbed the other party's sleeve eagerly.
"Ah Chu, be good." Yan Xun took Chu Qiao's hand, put it to his mouth and let out a breath, then rubbed it pamperingly, and persuaded softly, "Meilin Pass is thousands of miles away, the weather is extremely cold, Now that the weather is abnormal and your health is not good, how can you be exhausted after a long journey? Besides, there is also a need for someone I trust to take care of the overall situation and send me the battle report at any time. Daxia won’t be able to fight for a while, There is still some time before Beishuo becomes the main battlefield, and I will send someone to escort you to Lancheng in the rear, Miss Yu's men are there, and you will get her help and care, so I can feel at ease."
I don't know how many times I answered these words last night, and Chu Qiao also knew that it was hopeless to say it, but she was still unhappy, she lowered her head sullenly, and said nothing.
"Your Highness, it's time to leave." Ah Jing came up and said in a low voice.
"Wait for a while," Yan Xun raised his head and said in an extremely unfriendly manner with a dark face, "Didn't you see that Master Chu and I are discussing important military affairs?"
Ah Jing hit a big snag, and hurriedly bowed her head cautiously, never daring to disturb His Royal Highness King Yan and Lord Chu at the staff office to discuss "important military affairs".
"Ah Chu, don't play childish temper, just say one more month, and I will definitely come back."
Yan Xun bent down, put his head under Chu Qiao's drooping face, gently pinched her face, smiled gently, like a mouse that stole honey, "I know Ah Chu is very capable, follow me I have competed with ten reinforced regiments around me, which are more useful than a hundred military staff officers. As long as they stand at the gate of Merrill Pass, those people inside will immediately flee and surrender, and all resistance will be wiped out like flowing water. Daxia The thieves will go out of the city crying and disarming, begging for mercy, and bowing down to your majesty. But what should I do? I also need you here. If you are not here, I can’t sleep or eat, and my mind is in a trance. Please, Lord Achu, take pity on the poor little one. This meager wish, please help me take care of Beishuo's mess."
With a puff, the angry person finally turned his anger into joy, and punched Yan Xun on the shoulder lightly and lightly, and said with a pouted mouth, "Slick tongue."
Yan Xun exaggeratedly let out a sigh of relief, wiped his forehead with his hand, then shook it, as if he could shake off a lot of sweat, and said: "Finally, the rain is over and the sky is clear, it is better than fighting a Northern Expedition." The battle will be tougher."