Sima Can couldn't help but secretly pick up a handful of melon seeds from the table again. While eating melon seeds, he said vaguely, "Beiliang's transport is trapped, and the 100,000 troops in Nanjiang are not really comfortable. Therefore, in this battle, if Wu Zhongxuan was able to defeat Cao Zhangqing, that would be because he had the ability to reach the heavens. During this period of time, the imperial court would definitely make a move. It was the same logic as when Yan Zhenchun had no choice but to "tacitly understand" and take the risk to advance. Liyang imperial court is the happiest when the battle reaches a stalemate. If they lose, they will be reorganized by Lu Shengxiang, the commander-in-chief of the southern expedition. Not a single soldier will be able to return to Nanjiang. Maybe even Wu Zhongxuan will have to enter the capital to be an official. Didn't Tangxi Sword Whiz Lu Baijie just get demoted from the position of Minister of War to the position of Administrator? Won't Wu Zhongxuan be moved? Don't you want to compete with the newly appointed Assistant Minister of War, Tang Tieshuang? You are young, and your military achievements are not that good. You are not as famous as me. What right do you have to compete with me for the position … Besides, didn't Taian City say that a civil official who doesn't want to be the Grand Secretary is not a good civil official? A general who doesn't want to be the Minister of War is not a good general … "
Jin Baoshi stepped heavily on the guy's foot under the table. Sima Can was obviously a person who had been tortured. His expression didn't change, but he was finally not so cynical. "Although the imperial court of Liyang is domineering, watching the battle of Liang Mang from the other side, personally fighting with the rebels of West Chu, and deliberately playing tricks with the vassals of the older generation, I have to say that the late Emperor of Liyang is really a powerful monarch. If you look at the history books, if you don't talk about the military achievements, he should be in the top five. Let's not talk about other things. Let's just talk about the general trend of removing vassals. Let's not talk about Beiliang. That Zhao Ying, the Duke of Huainan, went to the battlefield and died, right? Zhao Sui, the Duke of Jiaodong, has been guarding the door of the northeast for so many years, right? Zhao Xun, the hereditary King of Jing An, also wished he could pour out his heart to the imperial court and carve the word 'loyalty' on his forehead, right? That was why it was said that in a history book of the Spring and Autumn Annals, it was about generals from various countries appearing on stage. Emperors and civil officials were all written to the side. Every page was filled with the words' martial artists save the country '. As for the Spring of Eternal Hui, it was replaced with the words' literati rule the country '. With Zhang Julu leading the charge and the five ministers outside of the Ministry of War working together, it was truly a magnificent sight. Even a thousand years later, as long as you are a scholar, you will feel proud of this glorious history. "
Sima Can suddenly paused and looked around like a storyteller who was keeping people in suspense. He took a sip of wine and said, "Then, here's the problem! Why is it that on the surface, the longer Li Yang drags on, the greater the chance of victory, while Beimang drags on, the smaller the chance of victory. Why is it that Xiandi still insists on having Guangling Road burn, and then let Beimang feel that they have a chance to invade the south at this time? Fighting on two fronts, aren't you afraid that even the thickest of assets will be squandered? "
Chang Sui was overjoyed and pointed at his shidi with his wine gourd. "In the future, if you can't make a name for yourself in Beiliang, then go to the restaurant and be a storyteller. Shixiong, I, will set up the stage for you, Jin shimei will take the money."
Hsu Fengnian smiled and gave the answer. "For the elite troops in the world, it is already the limit to maintain their prosperity for twenty to thirty years. After that, they will only get worse and worse, and their shortcomings will gradually increase. Our Beiliang cavalry started in the Spring and Autumn Annals, and now it has been thirty years. First, Great Peace City is afraid that our Beiliang Frontier Army will not be able to fight Beimang as time passes. Second, they are afraid that our Hsu Fengnian will have ill intentions after he stabilizes his position and grasps power. A very simple example. If my father had said in the past that he wanted to divide the river with the Zhao Family, at least half of the soldiers would have left, and the morale of the army would have fallen. But if it was during the last years of Yonghui, Xu Xiao, who was deeply rooted in Beiliang, mentioned this, the three hundred thousand cavalry would all be old people rooted in Beiliang. Not many people would leave. When our Hsu Fengnian truly holds power for four to five years, and has all the generals of the border army in his hands, Beiliang, who has never had a good impression of Great Peace City, will not point their spear at Li Yang. It will be normal in the eyes of Jing for them to establish their own country on the northwest border, right? "
Chang Sui laughed and said, "That's human nature!"
Sima Can asked with a smile, "Wang Ye, have you really not thought about this?"
Hsu Fengnian shook his head, not saying anything.
Chang Sui finally opened his mouth to talk about serious matters. With hazy drunken eyes, he said, "When it comes to the various armies in the world, there are actually not many that can be called heroic. My old foundation is the Southern Ji Infantry of the Northern Han Imperial Guard, which has already been ruined by Yang Shenxing. Yan Zhenchun's cavalry was originally one of the best elite cavalry in Li Yang. Unfortunately, the old general died a sullen death and did not die in battle. Now, the number of soldiers left can be counted on one hand. The newly appointed Administrator of Huainan, Cai Nan, has expanded from sixty thousand to eighty thousand, and her military strength has decreased by quite a bit. The Minister of War, Tang Tieshuang, has single-handedly trained the elite cavalry of Liaodong's Duoyan, which is extraordinary. The Blackwater Cavalry of the Vassal Prince of Liaoxi, Zhao Sui, is also not bad. Wu Zhongxuan's Great Armor of the Southern Frontier is said to be able to compete with Yan Wenluan's Youzhou Infantry. The King of Yan, Zhao Bing, personally leads the forty thousand Wufeng Army. As for the navy, the Guangling Navy has been split into two, so there is no need to mention it. The Qingzhou Navy has long been corrupted by the officials of the Green Party. If they can fight with words, they will probably be invincible. No matter how you look at it, only your Northern Liang Border Army has been able to maintain its sharpness for a full thirty years. "
Chang Sui stood up and said slowly, "In the Central Plains, relying on natural barriers and cities will definitely not be able to stop Beimang's iron hooves. Therefore, I want to stand here in the only Beiliang Frontier Army that can withstand the disadvantage of numbers and not take a step back. I want to use my meager strength to block for the Central Plains."
Chang Sui raised his head and drank half of the gourd of wine. "At the mouth of the gourd in Youzhou, there are two cities and hundreds of fortresses. When Beimang's hooves advance, it will only be after the Beiliang's defenders are all dead!"
Chang Sui muttered to himself, "Before I personally went to the border, I always felt that it was grand and majestic when I wrote poems after getting drunk. Only now do I know that the true border of a hundred battles is not at all as heroic as the scholars imagined."
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