royal palace.
In the room where the military aircraft department is located.
The young emperor Jin Jingtai is not here, and the throne is vacant. However, this does not affect the meeting of the Military Aircraft Department.
Everyone's expressions were ugly, and everyone knew that this was not going to work. But there was nothing anyone could do.
It was almost exactly the same as when Wu Nian was at a loss when facing Meng Yuan.
What to do.
On the left wall of the military plane, there is a huge topographic map of the Mongolian, Yuan and Han Dynasties. Chang Gui sighed, stood up and walked to the map. He looked up for a while and said in a deep voice: "Most of the cities are only a few hundred miles away from Beta City. He builds a city ten miles away and builds it very quickly."
"In less than a year, his cement road will be able to advance to Mongolia and Yuan. He will also reach the city."
"If our imperial capital suffers from military disasters for a long time, Meng Yuan will cease to exist."
"Masters. It's really a matter of life and death. What should we do now?"
Although Chang Gui's words were addressed to all military ministers, his eyes fell on Haida.
Hedda did not answer, but just sat with a livid face, her hands on the armrests of the chair, veins popping out on the back of her hands.
Totally unexpected.
Wu Nian actually made such a move.
A large plain, so many cities.
Blocking in front of Dadu.
In the year of Wu, cities and roads were also built, leading directly to the capital of Mongolia and Yuan Dynasty.
Cement, what on earth is the special code that is so magical?
Seeing that Haida didn't answer, the Military Aircraft Department fell into silence again. After a long time, a military minister hesitated and said: "Otherwise, we will introduce the Slavs and then fight Wu Nian."
"With the help of the Slavs, it will be easy to defeat Wu Nian."
None of the military and aircraft ministers spoke up, they did not dare to speak.
Originally, the Slavs had the intention of sending troops to assist. But will the tiger help guard the gate? It was obvious that the Slavs came in and did not leave.
At that time, Meng Yuan became a puppet.
Fortunately, Haida stood up and firmly rejected the Slavs, retaining only 20,000 Slavic cavalry.
Now he opened his mouth again and let the Slavs in.
After driving out the tiger and devouring the wolf, leave the tiger behind, right?
"I will never let the Slavs in until the last moment." Hedda took a deep breath, with a stern look on her face.
The military minister who opened the mouth shuddered, and then obediently closed his mouth.
"Let the matter be discussed in the imperial court. If anyone has a way to solve this problem, he should be made a prince immediately." Haida was at her wits' end, and after thinking for a while, she said.
"yes."
Chang Gui accepted.
In this meeting at the Military Aircraft Department, nothing was discussed in the end. The Meng Yuan people looked at the Han army's advance and had no choice.
The main force of both sides is fighting in the field.
Meng Yuan can't beat him.
The city cannot be defended.
how to spell?
This is national strength.
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The Han army built cement roads and built a small town every ten miles. It's a stage.
Wu Nian left Kumamoto Neiji and Kyogoku Dosan to lead two soldiers of ten thousand households to guard Beta City. He led 13 field troops with ten thousand households and four garrison troops with ten thousand households.
It also advances every ten miles. Wherever the cement road was built, the Han army would camp and protect the craftsmen.
It's like water grinding.
Breaking through the Mongolian land bit by bit.
Time flies and autumn comes. The Han army has advanced to a place about a hundred miles away from the Mongolian and Yuan capital.
This distance can be covered by a quick horse in just one day.
Autumn in the north is very cold. It gets colder as we go north, so the Han army prepared a lot of winter clothes and firewood, which were enough to keep out the cold.
This is also a manifestation of national strength.
The Han court led by Liu Zhixing was terrifyingly powerful.
On the cement road that stretches for hundreds of miles, the grain transport team is divided into batches and heads forward.
Every ten miles away, there is a small city.
There are thousands of soldiers guarding tens of thousands of households, responsible for defense and warning.
Wu Nian gave the city a simple and crude name.
City No. 1, City No. 2, and City No. 3. And so on.
City No. 15.
The outer perimeter of the city is a cement wall, and the interior is filled with wooden houses. A thin layer of wood cannot withstand the cold.
The piles of firewood in the warehouse are important supplies to ensure their survival in the winter.
It was the cavalry that performed the vigilance mission.
The infantry troops acted according to the regulations of guarding ten thousand households, drilled and rested.
Today is a day of rest and a rare sunny day. The infantry soldiers came out of the wooden house and sat in twos and threes, chatting while basking in the sun.
All men. Chatting usually involves dirty jokes. When talking about this, the soldiers will laugh.
Throughout the city, laughter continued.
"There is smoke!!!"
Suddenly, the soldiers guarding the watchtower shouted.
"Quick. Put on your armor, pick up your weapons, and prepare for battle."
"Send smoke."
The officers immediately shouted and issued orders. Qianhu Zhang Youwei walked out of the house and climbed onto the city wall to observe the situation.
Although Tan Ma rides a horse to inquire about news.
But if the other party is also a cavalryman and rides back to send the message, it will be too late.
After all, both sides are horses.
Each team of detective horses has special fire-starting materials stored on their bodies. Once traces of enemy troops are discovered, beacon smoke will be lit.
Depending on the number and type of enemies, the color of the smoke will be different.
"There are thousands of riders." Qianhu Zhang Youwei stroked the handle of his sword with his left hand. Although the weather was cold, he was sweating.
He is Han Chinese.
But as Qianhu under the garrison of Wanhu, he has been leading troops to guard the city on the Goguryeo Peninsula since he joined the army.
Suppressed the Goguryeo people.
Not even a single combat experience.
but.
The king said that as long as a general is not afraid of death, he has nothing to fear.
Zhang Youwei took a deep breath, with determination in his eyes.
"Whoosh!!!!" From the beacon tower, black smoke billowed up, like a demonic wind, soaring up to the heaven.
It is very eye-catching against the background of this sunny day.
About five miles south of City No. 15, there was a small official from the Ministry of War, leading hundreds of people to escort the heavy carriage to the north.
When the clerk saw the billowing smoke, his expression changed drastically and he shouted: "Quick. Speed up. Go to the city ahead to take refuge immediately."
"Da da da!!!!"
The peasants were pushing carts or driving them with whips. The carts filled with food and supplies were moving very fast on the concrete road.
It's like really flying.
"Whoosh" sound. This grain transport team successfully entered City No. 15 and took refuge soon after.
Just when the officials and common people were breathing a sigh of relief.
Zhang Youwei walked up to the small officials with a few soldiers and said with a serious face: "Everyone, the Meng Yuan people are not far away. We don't have enough manpower in the city. But we have enough military supplies."
"Those of you who can shoot a bow can hold a bow. Those who can't shoot a bow can be responsible for transporting wounded soldiers and providing logistics."
"Yes." The clerk bent down and clasped his fists, and responded.
Some of the civilians were very brave and resolute, actively preparing for battle. Some people's eyes flickered, showing fear, but they did not flinch.
The soul of the Han people has been raised.
No matter how dangerous the situation is, we must fight hard.
What's more, there is still a city now.
