Both of them were proficient in military affairs and had been planning to attack Guangyang Mansion a long time ago. How to attack this Xingshi Mountain?
The two of them had thought about it countless times and simulated it in their minds countless times.
But there isn't an answer.
Wu Nian himself is a master of mountain defense. Using Beishan Fort, Mangya Mountain City, etc., they defended the waves of attacks from Jinhuan Mountain.
On Xingshi Mountain, there is water and enough food for one or two years, maybe two years.
There are only two east and west mountain roads that can go up the mountain. There is no foothold for the army at the foot of the mountain, so the army must set up camp elsewhere.
Leaving camp every day to attack Daxingshi Mountain requires walking a long distance.
There is only one way to deal with a mountain like this. Surrounded them and waited for the Mongolian people on the mountain to run out of food.
But the situation of war is like the face of God, which changes at any time. It was impossible for Wu Nian to send a large army to surround a mountain for two years.
"It seems, Zhixing, you don't have the answer either." After thinking for a long time, Wu Nian raised his head and looked at Liu Zhixing, shaking his head with a wry smile.
"No. Only now do I know. Jin Huanshan was in trouble at that time." Liu Zhixing said with a wry smile.
The two looked at each other and laughed again.
"Hahaha."
When they guarded the hilltop, Jin Huanshan really suffered a lot. Things have changed, and I never thought that this day would come to them.
But on this day, it was really full of flavor.
Offense and defense have changed.
It was a headache for Kou, and now it’s a headache for me too.
It is the trouble of happiness.
"Forget it. When fighting a war, you don't need to think too comprehensively. You can make calculations based on changes in the battlefield situation."
"Let's make a rough plan first and send out troops in the autumn when we have enough food. Then when we really want to attack Xingshi Mountain, we will find a way based on the situation and the local terrain, and adapt to local conditions."
"If it still doesn't work, let's wait for one more year. I just got Nanhai Mansion, and my strength is still rising."
Wu Nian simply stopped thinking about it and stood with his hands behind his hands, very open-minded.
"The general is right. We Han people are very tough. Even if we cannot secure victory in one fell swoop, we can still wear them down bit by bit."
Liu Zhixing took a deep breath and said excitedly.
This matter ends here. Wu Nian did not stay in the front yard longer, and went back to the backyard surrounded by his soldiers.
Continue to be his hands-off shopkeeper, practice martial arts and study, hang out with his wife and concubines, and take care of his children.
Wu Nian did not interfere in politics or military affairs, but his traces were everywhere in politics and military affairs.
The exchanges between students from the Imperial College and Sunzi Imperial College increased Wu Nian's reputation once again. Let Wu Nian make up for the last shortcoming.
The heart of a scholar.
Imperial examination.
This thing is the bureaucratic development system. We can continue to cultivate excellent bureaucrats for Wu Nian.
What then spread was the question of whether the earth is round, flat, or square.
In this comfortable atmosphere, summer passes and autumn comes.
Auspicious snow heralds a good harvest.
This year’s agriculture, everyone’s expectations have been realized.
Harvest.
The weather is good in the three prefectures of Liaodong. Regardless of those who grow rice or wheat, the crops in the fields are full and full.
The farmers' faces were filled with happy smiles. Waving the sickle happily, she harvested the crops in the fields, dried them, and stored them.
at the same time. The officials under the Fuhan General's Mansion were like worker ants. No matter how remote the mountain village was, they could not stop them. They collected the food bit by bit and sent it to the three government offices like the sea was open to all rivers.
Jiang County, Jinghai County, and Ke County stored food, and the granaries of the three counties were quickly filled.
In fact, Yingqing Prefecture is not a grain-producing area, Nanhai Prefecture and Guangchuan Prefecture are grain-producing areas.
The newly acquired Nanhai Mansion is a big piece of fat, providing fresh blood to the Fuhan General Mansion.
The autumn harvest has enough food, which is a signal.
Although Wu Nian did not issue a formal order, the soldiers in the entire Sanfu Land took the initiative to prepare for the war.
Jiang County.
Tieniu was transferred back to Jiang County, and the camp was on a hill outside the county town. Thousands of elite soldiers undergo strict and standardized training here.
Last year, Tieniu defended the city and fought against Meng Yuan Wanhu, killing and wounding some soldiers. Besides, soldiers also die every year due to illness or other reasons.
Today is a day off.
Few of the soldiers in Tieniu Camp rested in their tents. Instead, do some things, such as repairing jackets, maintaining weapons, etc.
The atmosphere in the army was very strange.
Huang Yun is a soldier who just joined the army this year and has been in the army for six months. Twenty-two years old. But he has been married for ten years and has four children. The eldest son is seven years old.
There are three kinds of unfilial piety, the greatest of which is not having offspring. He has a son, a field at home, cattle, brothers, parents, mother-in-law, and son.
He joined the army with a steel sword, not seeking a wife and son, but a quick kill.
The Meng Yuan dog who killed his mother's dog.
But he is indeed a new recruit and doesn't know much about all aspects. He felt that the atmosphere in the camp was strange recently, so he came to Zhang Shui, a veteran of his team, and asked: "Old Zhang. Something is wrong in the camp these days. What's going on?"
Zhang Song is a four-year veteran with countless wounds on his body. I almost died several times, but in the end I survived tenaciously.
He was squatting on the ground sharpening his knife. The knife was sharp and bright. After hearing this, he raised the steel knife in his hand and looked at it again. His old face was clearly reflected on the knife.
I was not that old when I joined the army. He has been injured and bled over the years and has aged a lot.
After watching for a while, he turned to Huang Yun and said, "That's murderous intent. There's going to be a war. Everyone has murderous intent."
"Many of our soldiers lost their lives because of the Meng Yuan people. They want to drink blood, drink the blood of the Meng Yuan people."
"Huh? There's going to be a war? The general didn't give the order, so why is there going to be a war?" Huang Yun was taken aback and didn't believe it.
"Why, are you scared? But it's no wonder, you are a new recruit after all." Zhang Song chuckled and teased.
"Who said I was afraid? I joined the army and never thought about returning alive." Huang Yun felt insulted, blushed and said harshly.
"Okay, okay. I'm just teasing you." Zhang Song rolled his eyes at Huang Yun. This guy is too serious to joke around. Immediately, a hint of depth flashed in his eyes.
He said: "Since the general raised his troops to conquer the Mongolian Yuan Dynasty, which year has not been fought? Which year has not been demanded?"
"A hundred battles, big and small, left bodies and bones piled high."
"But the blood of us Han people has not been shed yet."
"And there are people like you in the military."
"The Meng Yuan people are not dead either."
"How can the war end?"
"Now that we have enough troops, of course we have to show our claws and claws. Listen and feel it. Although there is no order, there is murderous intent everywhere in the wind and on the mountain."
"Kill his mother to death."
"Hahaha."
At the end of the sentence, Zhang Song stood up with the steel knife in his hand and laughed wildly. His face was as crazy as a demon, like a ferocious beast.
Only blood can calm him down.
The blood of the Mongolian people.
