"Commander, please see me, general." Yang Cheng's voice came from outside the military tent.
"General Yang, come in." Song Zhiwen said.
"Yes." Yang Cheng lifted the curtain of the military tent, walked in, saluted Song Zhiwen, and said, "Commander, do we really want to listen to that eunuch's opinion and devote all our strength to attack Sishui Pass?"
"General Yang thinks it's inappropriate?" Song Zhiwen looked at Yang Cheng and asked.
"That's for sure." Yang Cheng said, "It is no joke for a hundred thousand troops to cross the river! There is a saying in the military book, 'attack the enemy halfway across'. A hundred thousand troops to cross the Si River, not to mention the problems of the ships, will The ship problem has been solved, but it will take at least a day and a night! If our army is halfway across the river and Chen Shouren suddenly launches an attack, how can our army resist it?"
The more Yang Cheng talked, the angrier he felt and couldn't help but curse: "Damn it, Zhang Yan, a eunuch, doesn't know shit and still dares to point fingers! Can that large siege equipment be transported across the Sishui River by luck?! It's so big! A catapult is so big that it can be used to hit a city. Not to mention tearing down the door panels of the Eighteen Cities to build ships, even cutting off his head is not enough!"
"General Yang, please be patient." Song Zhiwen stood up and said.
"Why don't you calm down and be impatient?" Yang Cheng was getting angry and retorted, "That Zhang Yan also said that he was going to burn the boat, it's his grandma's fault! Not to mention what if the battle didn't succeed, even if we successfully captured Sishui Pass, I How can we cross the river and return to our country when one hundred thousand soldiers are in ruins?!"
"The original march route should not have been decided here." Song Zhiwen pointed to the terrain map in the military tent and said, "If the march had bypassed Sishui Pass and entered from the north, Zheng Guo would have had no natural danger to defend. In the event of a civil war, our army is unstoppable, and its sword points directly at Zhengdu. Even if Sishui Pass returns for reinforcements, the number of our troops is enough to contain the reinforcements here in the Qingxia Valley area. It is a pity that your Majesty insists on attacking Sishui Pass, we have given orders repeatedly, we must break through the city gate, attack Zhengdu from here, dig graves and whip corpses."
Yang Cheng's face was dark and his voice was filled with anger, "What's the use of talking about this now? Your Majesty wants to break through the Sishui Pass and cut off Zheng Guo's throat. But how can a country's throat be cut off so easily? Now the war is at a stalemate. It’s still unknown how much of the Abyss Black Fire Zhang Yan brought, and if we march in hastily, if this eunuch entrusts us with the throne, won’t he drive us to our death?”
Song Zhiwen smiled and said: "Don't worry, General Yang. After all, the power of commanding the troops is still in my hands. I understand your worries. You don't need to worry about these. I have already made a complete plan."
"The commander has already made a plan?" Yang Cheng asked quickly after hearing this, "But why did the commander hold back on the military meeting just now and let the eunuch dominate?"
"General Yang didn't see that the heavy baggage was sent directly to the inspector after it arrived at our army camp?" Song Zhiwen said with a smile, "In the meeting just now, Zhang Yan only brought out a jar of Abyssal Black Fire That’s it, just like you said, I’m afraid only he knows how much black fire there is in the abyss.”
"What does the coach mean?" Yang Cheng asked.
"Zhang Yan wants me to go find him." Song Zhiwen said, "I want me to beg him in a low voice to ask how much black fire there is in the abyss. So the cards that should have been laid out at the military meeting just now, Neither he nor I spread it all out.”
"Damn, you eunuch!" Yang Cheng scolded, "Then coach, what do you mean?"
"Since the inspector wants me to go find him, let's go." Song Zhiwen said, "After all, if you want to win this war, you really need to use what he has in his hands, otherwise our army will suffer heavy casualties. Even if Si is defeated by then, It is hard to say whether Shuiguan can escape smoothly and bring the soldiers back to the Song Dynasty. After all, we are fighting away from home, the time is too long, and there are too many variables."
"If the coach is acting this way, doesn't it mean that those outsiders are looking down upon him!" Yang Cheng said, "No, why don't I go and see that eunuch on behalf of the coach?"
"No." Song Zhiwen said, "General Yang, it is best for me to come forward in this matter. The person the inspector wants to see is me. Even if you go, you will probably end up on bad terms. There is no need for that."
"Damn, this battle was too cowardly!" Yang Cheng couldn't help but want to hit someone, "If your Majesty really wanted to leave Sishui Pass and point your sword at Zhengdu, couldn't you have just handed over the Black Fire of the Abyss directly to the coach? Well, why go through so many detours?"
Song Zhiwen's eyes darkened, like a lake full of undercurrents.
"We have to give things to that eunuch, so that every action we take is hampered by that eunuch who doesn't understand anything!" Yang Cheng gritted his teeth and said, "Now that the army is overwhelming, if we don't explain the basics quickly, we can work together to win Sishui Pass. , Instead, he always goes against the coach and fights for power! I don’t know what your Majesty thinks about such a ridiculous person."
"The bustle in the world is all for profit. The bustling world is all for profit." Song Zhiwen smiled and said, "In the eyes of the inspector, this battle is already a battle that must be won without any suspense. He I came all the way from Suiyang City and suffered a lot. If I don’t get some military glory and go back, how can I be worthy of the fatigue of traveling all the way?”
"Without him, we can still win!" Yang Cheng said unconvinced, "The civil war in Zheng has just ended. Although the news there is very tight, our spies still sent the news out. It is said that the crown prince of Zheng Liu Xianbing When trying to persuade him to surrender, he was stabbed by Mrs. Yi, and the poison was quenched on the knife. Now whether Liu Xianbing can survive is a question, so how can he have the energy to take care of Chen Shouren?"
"With such internal friction, Sishui Pass is no different from an isolated city." Yang Cheng continued, "Even if we have the worst plan, if we surround him for a winter, Sishui Pass will be destroyed without attack. This year, Zheng Guo was busy with civil war and military supplies. The consumption of materials is huge, even if Chen Shouren is extremely capable, he is determined not to be able to withstand our siege!"
"That's what it is." Song Zhiwen said, "But General Yang must not forget that the soldiers led by Mr. Xiao are not soldiers of Zheng State, but 30,000 soldiers of Qi State. Liu Xianbing raised If you can't afford Sishui Pass, how can you sit back and watch those 30,000 soldiers starve to death and freeze to death in Qi State? Even worse, behind the young gentleman, there is Jixia Academy. But behind us, there are tens of thousands of soldiers from Zheng State. Eight cities.”
As soon as Song Zhiwen said this, Yang Cheng couldn't help but look embarrassed.
This winter is a big hurdle for Sishui Pass. But for Song Jun, why not?
It is obviously unrealistic to expect the grain, grass and baggage to be transported here from the Song Dynasty.
The baggage brought by Zhang Yan this time must be the last batch of supplies sent by King Junzi Qi of Song Dynasty. Once winter comes to the north, not only transporting food and baggage, but also marching to support the frontline battlefield will be a problem.
The harsh cold of winter in the North is no joke.
When marching in winter, you must be prepared for the annihilation of your entire army.
Not to mention the problem of food and baggage, the bitter cold weather can freeze people to death.
And what Song Zhiwen said.
Now the Song army is not fighting at home, but deep into the hinterland of Zheng State, behind them are the eighteen cities they captured. Winter is coming, and because of the war, the autumn harvest cannot even satisfy the people of Zheng.
As the old saying goes, rabbits will bite when they are anxious. Now that winter is approaching, the people of Zheng State were temporarily frightened by the massacre of the city planned by Zhang Yan and did not dare to take any action.
But if they are really about to starve to death and freeze to death, with everyone on the left and right dying, will the people of Zheng still remain contented?
Yang Cheng couldn't help but feel his scalp numb when he thought of this.
"It's getting late, General Yang, please go back and rest early." Song Zhiwen said, "In these few days, the final battle will begin. Once the war starts, there will be no rest. It’s time. Take advantage of the opportunity to get some sleep and recuperate your spirits.”
"Yes, Commander." Yang Cheng bowed out with a military salute.
The next day, Song Zhiwen went alone to the military tent where the inspector Zhang Yan was.
At this meeting, only these two people were present.
Except for each other, no one knew what the two men talked about in the military tent.
All I know is that it was already noon when Song Zhiwen came out of Zhang Yan's military tent. The inspector general of the Song Army personally sent the Confucian sword out of the military tent. At least it seemed that the two of them had a very happy conversation.
After Song Zhiwen returned to the commander's camp, he immediately summoned the Song army generals and issued an siege order. He clearly stated that ships across the Si River would be ready within seven days. After seven days, the Song army would attack Si Shui Pass for the last time.
General attack.
"For this battle, I will personally prepare a letter and submit it to the king to issue a military order." Song Zhiwen looked at the Song generals in the military tent, his eyes full of murderous intent, "In this battle, we cannot win the Sishui Pass. , I and the generals all drew their swords and committed suicide outside Sishui Pass!"
As soon as these words came out, everyone in the military tent took a breath of cold air.
Some people are dissatisfied and want to say something.
But the young general glanced over with just one glance, immediately frightening those figures who were about to move into silence.
Those eyes were obviously extremely plain.
But the murderous aura contained in the plainness seemed to be an ancient sword that had been polished by swordsmen for many years, with a cold light.
"We must win, take Bishui Pass!" Yang Cheng was the first to raise his right fist and shout.
"We must win and take Sishui Pass!"
In the military tent, the other generals of the Song Army also raised their arms and shouted.
The news soon spread to Sishui Pass.
Chen Shouren stood at the gate of the majestic city and looked across the Sishui River. In the Song army's camp that stretched for dozens of miles, soldiers and horses were mobilized in order.
"It seems that Song Zhiwen is preparing for the last battle." Chen Shouren said softly.
Behind the young general, the pretty girl who had already wrapped herself in a jacket stood on tiptoes and looked in the direction of the Song Army's camp.
"Fight, let's fight." The girl named Aqin muttered, "Master, after the fight, let's hurry back to the academy. We have been guarding the city all day long, and the wind is blowing like a knife, and it is so cold. . It’s still more comfortable to stay in the academy. It’s not too cold when you practice swordsmanship. When you’re not practicing swordsmanship, you can hide in the house and warm yourself by the fire. It’s so comfortable.”
"Okay." Chen Shouren smiled, "After this battle, the young master will take you back."
The horn of war is about to sound!
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