The Era of Generals

Yang Mingzhong was silent.

After simulating it in his mind, he had to admit that what Chen Ze said made a lot of sense.

They didn't even need to go up to the Bo'an city, they just needed to lie in ambush and give Zhu Yan's army a few ruthless blows, that was enough.

An army of more than two million is not a fist, which can be tightly clenched all the time.

On the marching road, the troops twisted and twisted. Except for the front army with the strongest attack power, the rear army of the central army let them fight.

Run after hitting.

Does the opponent dare to chase?

In the case of insufficient military rations, not necessarily!

After waiting for a while, when Yang Mingzhong's eyes gradually cleared up, Chen Zecai said again: "Since retreating is a dead end, why not fight hard?"

"Bringing out more than two million troops, they finally fled back to the city in despair, without any achievements. I'm afraid any general will not be able to accept this result, right?"

"And the City Lord's side is an opportunity for the other party."

Chen Ze nodded his nose with his hand, and said in a deep voice: "It's strange that the other party doesn't feel the arrival of any new supplies for so many days, so they know that there are troops waiting for them in the rear, and retreating is not a good choice. .”

"You can't go back, you can only go forward."

"Compared to us who don't know when we will explode, the strength of the city lord's side is really visible."

"If I were the enemy's coach, in order to recover the loss, or even seek victory in defeat, I would definitely go head-to-head with the city lord's million-strong army!"

"Don't forget, they don't have enough food and grass. Instead of starving on the way back, it's better to fight directly with the city lord while the combat power is still sufficient. On our side, we only need to deploy a small number of soldiers to defend the city. Just hold us back."

"You must know that the city owner took a large amount of food when he withdrew from the city. It is not impossible for the opponent to fight with one in good condition. As long as he can win, the problem of food will be solved. No matter how bad it is, he can take advantage of the victory and capture The next city will be supplemented."

"No matter how you look at it, going back is better than going forward!"

At this point, Chen Ze stopped, waiting for Yang Mingzhong to digest.

"Then we... aren't we redundant?"

After being stunned for a while, Yang Mingzhong finally managed to choke out a sentence, and looked back at the half a million elite soldiers he led, suddenly feeling ridiculous.

Just a moment ago, he was still clinging to the idea of ​​perishing with the enemy, but now he was told by Chen Zeyi that he suddenly realized that they were the most idle and idle group of people, and all the pressure was on Zheng Yuanyun's side .

Then why ask for the five hundred thousand elite combat power?

Inexplicably, a flash of anger flashed across Yang Mingzhong's heart.

The soldiers in front are fierce and dangerous, and Chen Ze also asked the city lord to allocate the 500,000 elite troops. Hasn't he considered the issue of the front line?

Chen Ze sighed, shaking his head inwardly.

He thought that Yang Mingzhong should understand what he meant when he said this, but unfortunately the other party's focus was different from his, and today the focus is still on Bo'an City.

"General Yang might as well be more courageous."

"What's the meaning?"

Yang Mingzhong frowned, he came here with the intention of dying together, he is not even afraid of death, why, isn't he courageous enough?

"Our more than 500,000 troops are not redundant, but have other things to do, such as..."

Chen Ze smiled, and lightly tapped Yang Mingzhong's back with his fingers.

later?

Yang Mingzhong turned around in a daze, a flash of lightning suddenly flashed under his heart, his complexion changed drastically, and he exclaimed: "Could it be that you want to..."

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Zheng Yuan Yun Department.

In the temporary large tent, Zheng Yuanyun was at the top, his face was a little livid, and the atmosphere in the entire big tent was depressing.

The generals of Bo'an City and the generals from various cities who came to support gathered together at this moment, but under the solemn atmosphere exuded by Zheng Yuanyun, everyone bowed their heads and did not dare to speak out.

Only two people can calm down in this oppressive atmosphere.

One was the General Luo who came from Qingfeng City. He didn't go to see Zheng Yuanyun, but set his eyes on the one who was also in the big tent.

"Hua Lao, your words seem to be too much..."

Zongbing Luo smiled wryly. Of course he was familiar with Mr. Hua, and he also knew that this wise general had great strategies, but even so, he still couldn't believe what Mr. Hua said.

And it seemed that the atmosphere in the big tent, as well as Zheng Yuanyun's darkening complexion, were caused by Hua Lao's words.

Today's Hua Lao rarely brought alcohol into the account, and without the stimulation of alcohol, his eyes were rarely clear.

"Why, you are not happy to say that you are bait?"

Hua Lao snorted coldly, "Isn't that the truth?"

Just now, when Zheng Yuanyun convened the generals to discuss the military situation, a scout came to report that Zhang Chengwang's troops seemed to want to leave the city for a decisive battle.

Of course Zheng Yuanyun didn't want a decisive battle.

Right now the enemy is besieged in Bo'an City, according to his meaning, it is clearly a battle between trapped beasts, and he has no reason to accompany them crazy.

You only need to guard the main points and put on the strongest defensive formation to let the opponent retreat in the face of difficulties.

But Mr. Hua stood up and denied this plan at this time, and even insisted on forcing Zheng Yuanyun to show the enemy's weakness, and draw the opponent out of the city for a decisive battle.

In this way, how much troops will Zheng Yuanyun lose?

It is true that the opponent is short of food and grass, but this weakness will not explode in a short time. Zhang Chengwang's army is still full of troops, and there will be no major loss of combat power due to the problem of food and grass.

How could Zheng Yuanyun agree to a decisive battle with him under such circumstances?

Thus, there was a situation where Mr. Hua said the word bait.

"Hua Lao, we can be said to have the advantage at present, there is no point in confronting each other head-on!"

Zheng Yuanyun's face was livid, and he was not moved by Hua Lao's identity.

From his point of view, the troops in Bo'an City are part of his strength, and if there is one point less, Anluo Province will be weaker. Besides, he knows that the opponent will not last long, so why should he let people in to fight to the death?

Hua Lao shook his head and insisted: "It's okay to stick to it, but the results of the battle are not big enough. Now there is an opportunity to make the Zhu Yan Empire suffer even more. Why not do it?"

"Raise soldiers for a thousand days and use them for a while. If you are afraid of losing in a war, why fight?"

Hearing this, Zheng Yuanyun suddenly stood up and said angrily, "What loss am I afraid of?"

"What I'm afraid of is unnecessary loss!"

"So in the eyes of Mr. Hua, the result of being able to severely damage Zhang Chengwang's army is not big enough?"

"What is it that makes you feel that the result is big enough?"

"Don't you still want to use this to win the province of Nantes in one fell swoop..."

"In one fell swoop... Take it?"

He vented his dissatisfaction like firecrackers, and when he said the last sentence, his complexion suddenly froze, and he froze on the spot with an inconceivable expression.