The Era of Generals

Yang Mingzhong watched the more than 10,000 soldiers in front of him clean the battlefield with ease, and was speechless for a long time.

He is the governor, and also Zheng Yuanyun's confidant, and he is one of the few high-ranking generals in Bo'an City.

This time, after he was appointed by Zheng Yuanyun to lead an army of 500,000 troops from the east, he was under great pressure.

Although there are 500,000 troops, it is more than the Zhu Yan Empire's two million?

And he knew even better that the only thing that could meet him outside the city was the 30,000 troops led by that little counselor Chen Ze.

Dispensable, right?

In the confrontation between the two armies in the millions, 30,000 people are really useless.

But Yang Mingzhong still received the military order without hesitation, and led the army to rush out. This was his duty as a general of Qingyang, and at the same time he did not want to disappoint Zheng Yuanyun's trust.

However, what he didn't expect was that what he thought was waiting for one bitter battle after another, but when he received a message from someone sent by Chen Ze to lead the army to the opponent's original rear area, what he saw was... It's full of corpses.

This corpse is naturally the opponent's corpse. The soldiers of their Qingyang Empire are cleaning up the corpse step by step, escorting the prisoners of war, and transporting them back to the transport vehicles. It is obvious from a glance that they are always doing this. They are not unfamiliar at all, and the efficiency is extremely fast.

As an experienced veteran, Yang Mingzhong only glanced at it, and he knew that about 50,000 enemy troops were killed or captured on this battlefield, while their own soldiers were only more than 10,000.

One hit five, even though the opponent is a supply unit, this is an exaggeration.

He didn't know that there was even a one-to-ten feat before that, otherwise he didn't know what to feel in his heart.

"General Yang!"

While being amazed, five or six riders came from the opposite side, the leader was just a young man, but he looked like a general when talking and laughing, and he had seen this young man in the council hall of the city lord's mansion.

It was Chen Ze.

Knowing that all these arrangements were made by Chen Ze, and even Zheng Yuanyun followed Chen Ze's suggestion, Yang Mingzhong naturally did not intend to underestimate the other party, so he clasped his fists against Chen Ze who rushed over, and responded with equal courtesy : "Brother Chen is good at it!"

Chen Ze stepped forward and reined in the horse's head, and said with a smile, "The soldiers are just using their lives."

Looking sideways, Yang Mingzhong saw the dense and well-organized army formation behind him, and he couldn't help nodding with satisfaction, "General Yang's elite troops are really extraordinary."

Hearing this, Yang Mingzhong couldn't help feeling proud.

Of course extraordinary.

He led the 500,000 Bo'an soldiers that Zheng Yuanyun trained most often. If it wasn't for this critical moment, he would not be able to command this army at all.

Only Zheng Yuanyun is qualified to lead an army of 500,000 troops in the entire Bo'an City. Although these soldiers are under the unified management of the Military Aircraft Department, Zheng Yuanyun has been operating in Bo'an City for many years, and he has personally selected and trained the 500,000 troops. It's almost time to type a Zheng character on the banner.

No one in this army can usually be seconded, and the Military Aircraft Department is also very knowledgeable. If it is not that there are no soldiers to use, they will not move Zheng Yuanyun's army.

Now that Yang Mingzhong was brought out, it can be seen that Zheng Yuanyun attaches great importance to him, and the pride in his heart can be imagined.

"I don't know why Brother Chen asked the city lord to send out these five hundred thousand troops?"

Without being too polite, Yang Mingzhong asked about the purpose of this trip.

Zheng Yuanyun only asked him to lead the troops out, and ordered Chen Zelai to command the operation, and he was in charge of supervision, but Yang Mingzhong didn't know what kind of operation it was.

But seeing his appearance, Chen Ze smiled and said, "General Yang seems to have some guesses?"

"yes."

Yang Mingzhong didn't deny it, and at the same time he didn't want to be underestimated by this little counselor, he said boldly: "I think Brother Chen asked the city lord to divide his troops because he wanted to carry out a front and back attack, and cooperate with the city lord's frontal attack, so that the enemies who invaded Bo'an City will be defeated." The army gave it to a bunch!"

This is what he thinks is the most likely outcome after much deliberation.

It was precisely because of this that Yang Mingzhong felt a great responsibility, and even made preparations to die together.

Five hundred thousand troops is quite a lot, and it is enough to crush the city, especially the funnel-like terrain of Bo'an City. With the strength of his hand, he can certainly hold off the enemy troops breaking out of the city for a long time, so he can spare time for Zheng Yuanyun Do your best there.

He took the clear road, unlike Chen Ze's defensive tunnel, where information was blocked. There were scouts passing information along the way, so he had a good idea of ​​the current situation in Bo'an City.

The city lord abandoned the city and set up a solid formation outside the city. Chen Ze blocked the food and grass here, clearly planning to trap the enemy in the isolated city.

Relatively speaking, Zheng Yuanyun's side is very comfortable. Behind him is the province of Anluo, and he is not afraid of encountering enemy troops. On their side, they not only have to besiege Bo'an City, but also have to be on guard from the side of Nantes province. Of course, the pressure on the reinforcements who rushed over was even heavier.

Unexpectedly, as soon as Yang Mingzhong said the words firmly, Chen Ze shook his head with a smile on his side, and said, "Since General Yang thinks the same way, I guess the opposing coach is probably thinking the same way."

"how?"

Yang Mingzhong was stunned when he heard the words, "Isn't that so?"

Chen Ze shook his head and said, "Although we have more than 500,000 people, if we attack the city, the opponent will not be afraid."

Yang Mingzhong frowned and nodded.

Chen Ze didn't need to say this clearly, he knew it himself.

In order to save time, the 500,000 army he brought out was not equipped with too many siege equipment, and even the grain and grass were only brought with the minimum amount, so it was really difficult to attack the city.

Besides, no one knows the thickness of Bo'an City's defenses better than him. If it weren't for this, why would Zhu Yan's army choose to besiege rather than attack?

Bo'an City, which is easy to defend and difficult to attack, their strength alone is not enough to take down the city.

So what Yang Mingzhong wanted was to block the opponent's retreat and prevent them from escaping too easily, and the main offensive mission still came from Zheng Yuanyun's side.

"Brother Chen means..."

Yang Mingzhong didn't understand, so, judging by Chen Ze's appearance, he didn't like this plan of attacking back and forth.

Chen Zedao: "By now, the other party must have noticed the problem of food and grass, and there is no supplement in Bo'an City, so there is not much time left for them."

"From Bo'an City to the nearest city in Nantes Province, the journey takes about ten days. Considering the opponent's huge army of more than two million, I don't believe that they still have enough food to last until they leave their own city. .”

"not to mention……"

Chen Ze pointed to the army behind Yang Mingzhong, and said with a smile: "500,000 is about a quarter of the opponent's strength. If they want to retreat, they will not only have to endure hunger, but also have to guard against our sneak attacks all the time. Once you choose to withdraw your troops, the loss will be huge."

"In my estimation..."

His eyes were bright and sharp, "If the opponent really chooses to withdraw from the city and retreat, the army that can finally escape back to the province of Nantes is probably less than one in ten!"