The armored generals present were all a bit resentful, but the strategists who had been treated with disdain recently only felt pleased. A while ago, the latter patiently explained the terrain, structure, and distribution of troops to the vanguard generals in detail, down to the details of each fort and each beacon. This seemingly trivial information was precious military intelligence obtained by Beimang's spies with their blood. Only, at that time, most of the military officers in the army were just yawning. In their eyes, wherever Beimang's Iron Cavalry went, those who surrendered would be killed, and those who didn't would be killed even more. War was just that simple, why would they need to embroider like a woman? This kind of deep-rooted understanding could not be changed by the strategists who were only minor sixth rank and major seventh rank. However, the arrival of South Courtyard's King Dong Zhuo, who was currently in the limelight, made all of the generals more or less alert. This was especially true when he mentioned Great General Yang Yuanzan's funeral arrangements. It made several of Yang Yuanzan's trusted generals break out in cold sweat.
Under the hint of Dong Zhuo's gaze, the strategists who felt refreshed began to speak tirelessly. "Using continuous forts to block our army's attack was just the naive view of the civil officials in Li Yang's imperial court more than ten years ago. In fact, back then, the embryonic form of North Ji Castle had already clearly told both sides that without a majestic city as the core of the defense, Li Yang's idea of 'making Mang cavalry unable to penetrate deep into the enemy' was too naive. There were many forts in North Ji Castle at that time, with some fifty li away and some thirty li close, they could be said to be closely distributed to the crucial points of defense. However, back then, our Great Mang used countless successful surprise attacks to prove one thing, that forts were indeed the key points of defense. Wanting to stop a nimble cavalry army from advancing south was just a pipe dream. Ji Province's forts were like trees in a forest, and the troops were divided into different areas. How could they dare to fight? Therefore, later on, Li Yang's Imperial Censors impeached those North Ji Castle's officers, scolding them that 'Kou Dazhi hid like a turtle, Kou Xiaozhi still did not dare to fight, only daring to fight when the Kou Dazhi retreated several hundred li'.
When he spoke up to here, the strategist revealed a faint smile. He reached out his hand and pointed at his own nose. "En, the 'Kou' the Li Yang Imperial Censor's esteemed lords are talking about is precisely our Northern Mang Cavalry."
Everyone in the tent burst into laughter. Even Dong Zhuo had a faint smile on his face.
A grassland chief, who had tens of thousands of herdsmen under his command, laughed out loud and said, "Huyan Junji, if you had said that earlier, we wouldn't have been so impatient. You always talk about how formidable those forts in You Province are, but if you don't properly praise us Great Mang boys, wouldn't we, the rough men who feel that learning to read is even more terrifying than being beheaded, not be able to listen? "
This time, Dong Zhuo came to You Province mainly to pour cold water on the generals in the East Front, but he also had the intention of improving the stiff relationship between strategists and generals with real power. In Beimang, especially in the Northern Grassland Royal Court, there was only one word to describe it — rough! As the number one official in the Southern Court, what Dong Zhuo wanted to do was to combine the brains of the Southern Court with the military force of the Northern Court. Not only should the two sides not hinder each other, they should also try their best to cooperate. This was definitely not a daydream of Dong Zhuo, because those strategists who knew the essence of the war in the Central Plains and were proficient in military strategies on paper were in the same boat as the generals on the frontline. After all, they were bound together for good or ill. As long as Dong Zhuo broke through the window paper, the two sides would be able to work together as one. They would earn military merits on horseback and divide military merits on horseback. If they could take down You Province and Beiliang in one go, it would be tantamount to taking off the clothes of this pretentious noble lady in the Central Plains. By then, the Iron Cavalry of Beimang would be unstoppable, and the ruler of the Central Plains would be surnamed Murong, just like His Majesty.
Dong Zhuo subconsciously clenched his teeth, his eyes blazing. As long as he could take down Beiliang, the general trend would be in the hands of Beimang. In the future, it would be impossible to rely on the famous generals of Liyang to stop the Iron Cavalry from going south. The only real enemy of Beimang was the tall cities that were in the way. Thinking of this, Dong Zhuo walked to a side table in the tent. On the table, there was a wooden model of the three cities inside the gourd mouth. It was made by skilled craftsmen. The Taiping Order had ordered the craftsmen in the Western Capital to make it carefully. There were about 40 of them, including all the important cities in Beiliang. They were specially made for the generals on the frontline to know the structure of the cities in Beiliang. There were eight of them in Youzhou on the eastern front. Three of them were placed in the tent for the time being. At that time, the carriage was bumpy, and the wooden model made from Changgeng City was broken into pieces. Many strategists went to the Imperial Clan official in charge of the delivery to ask for an explanation. That guy, who had the surname Yelu, picked his nose and said whatever he wanted. At that time, there were dozens of strong retainers behind him. They had already taken out their swords and were about to chop those strategists. Then, a few days later, an imperial edict arrived. That Imperial Clan official was beheaded on the spot, and all his retainers were sentenced to death! The brand-new wooden model from Changgeng City was also sent. The eunuch who delivered the edict only said to the official's backer, "This model was personally supervised by the Taiping Order." Therefore, the trembling Yelu General immediately gave up the idea of crying injustice for his nephew.
The strategists once again described the structure of the wooden model to the generals in the tent. They explained what the battlements were, what the parapets were, what the horse-faced platform was, and what the various crossbow configurations were, interspersed with the battles of the Central Plains in a certain dynasty.
When the strategist whose mouth was dry finally finished speaking, Dong Zhuo said in a deep voice, "Everyone, the cities in the central plains are filled with traps, and the layout is exquisite. You must remember one thing. As siege generals, the more we know how to defend a city, the more lives we, the Northern Mang men, can have!"
Dong Zhuo raised his arm and pointed in the direction of the gourd. "Crouching Bow City is the first city in Youzhou. In order to uproot it, we will definitely have thousands or even tens of thousands of people die there. It is destined that we will never be able to return to our hometown on the grassland. Of course, I hope that everyone in our army can enter the hinterland of Youzhou alive. We can even fight all the way to Xiangfan in Liyang and the southern border guarded by the King of Yan. We can see what the sea looks like! But this is not realistic. People will die in war. Otherwise, General Yang Yuanzan would not fight this battle with the determination to die. "
Dong Zhuo's face suddenly turned ferocious. He said sternly, "I, Dong Zhuo, came here today just to say a few words from my heart!"
"Even if my Beimang men have to die, they will die in a place further south!"
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