Bai Min had no way to deal with the straight-tempered Mongolian man. He could only break the broken pieces again and explain to him, "Nastu... things are not as simple as you think. This battle is not only about the battlefield and Fight in the court, and even fight in the court of public opinion!"
"Why did Mr. Fuqing send a team of thirty Qing Times reporters to fight with our army? This is propaganda. This battle must be won, and countless evidence must be left for the world to see!"
"It's not enough for us to just win. Everyone in the world needs to win. Your Majesty understands this, and Guiziliu understands it even more..."
"You are a Mongolian man and you don't have so many evil intentions. You don't know the shamelessness of these people who are fighting for power in the court. If we fight in the dark, it will be difficult to record the whole process!"
"No matter how brilliant a victory we create, Guiziliu can ignore it and spread rumors that he won!"
"Because we all know very well that no one can fight this encounter to annihilation. There are only 30,000 of us. No matter how powerful our firepower is, we cannot kill more than 100,000 rebels! That is impossible..."
"Of course, it is also wishful thinking to expect those refugee rebels to destroy us, so this battle will eventually end in a semblance of a draw!"
"Neither of the two sides can annihilate the other...The consequence is that both sides will promote their own victory, and each one will say that he is the winner!"
"Everything has to be evidenced now! When we fight during the day, the army reporters will be able to record everything. When the time comes, they will be published in the Qing Times or even foreign newspapers, and our glorious achievements will be published!"
"In this way, the governors of other regions in the Qing Dynasty will know who they should rely on! Only then will the country be stable!"
"If we fight tonight and there is chaos, who can know how many enemies we have killed? Who can know the outcome? Without any evidence, Guiziliu can say whatever he doesn't want to say?"
"Do you think he doesn't have a scholar who can write and speak? Do you think he doesn't know how to use a foreign camera to take pictures? When the time comes, he will make all kinds of false appearances to deceive the world. What do you want your majesty to do?"
Nastu scratched his head angrily, "Chaos! Chaos! Why is it so chaotic... I don't understand you people who are so round and round. He, Devil Six, can pose for photos to deceive people. Can't we just take some photos later? How can I deceive you?" Why are you lying? What are you doing to prevent me from fighting?"
"Look...you still don't understand! The public opinion war in newspapers is the most shameless thing. What the rebels want is not the truth, what they want is to muddy the water!"
"People's hearts are fickle, and no one pursues the truth. People choose what to believe based on their own interests and preferences!"
"There are people who hate Your Majesty and have grudges against Him in their hearts, such as the relatives of those factory slaves who were killed... No matter what evidence they see, they will believe Guiziliu's rhetoric from the bottom of their hearts!"
"And those of you who have received His Majesty's favor, such as us, no matter what news you see, you will definitely believe what Your Majesty says immediately!"
"This is a bullshit public opinion war. It doesn't make any sense... Guiziliu understands this trick, so what he wants is not the truth and evidence. What he wants is to muddy the water. What he wants is that the public is right and the wife is right. the process of!"
"As long as the process is messy, it can confuse people's hearts and achieve his propaganda purpose! Looking back, everyone in the world will be full of doubts!"
"So we have to smash the evidence and present iron-clad evidence so that they can't explain... So this battle must be fought tomorrow!"
"Nastu, if you are still anxious and can't bear it any longer, please wait until Master Fuqing's reinforcements arrive before making a decision! At least, how about we make a decision after our troops exceed 50,000?"
"You..." Nastu was unconvinced in his heart, but he still couldn't say it, and he didn't know how to say it, so he could only sit back angrily.
King Dun couldn't help but clapped his hands after hearing this, "Okay, okay...it's worthy of being gilded outside. This Chinese military academy really teaches talented people!"
"I didn't understand the importance of your majesty's study before, but after seeing your performance today, I understand... traveling thousands of miles is really important!"
"You, Bai Min, were just a child of a family from Xiaomen Banner in Nancheng. If you had followed the plan, you wouldn't have been able to get the general position! But you just had such an opportunity. You went out to learn new things and gained this insight. !”
"Okay! Everything goes according to your plan! Hold the Zhuozhou camp, wait for reinforcements, wait for dawn! Go down and prepare for war..."
"Hey!" The four generals performed a military salute and exited the tent, but when they walked out into the night breeze, Nastu snorted, "I've learned a lot from the glib tongue of the Han people!"
"I'm not as good at talking as you are, and I can't defeat you! But if you fight like this, you're a coward! Humph..."
With a cold snort, Nastu raised his neck and turned his head and went to his own defense area without looking at Li Bomin again.
Bai Zhan acted as peacemaker in the middle and said to Bai Min, "General, don't worry about him. This guy has a straight temper. After the battle, let's have a drink and everything will be settled..."
Bai Min sighed, "How could I be angry? I'm just afraid that he will be impulsive! We all fight for the emperor..."
Among the four, Hu'er was the only one who did not interfere in these discussions. He lit a cigarette and said casually, "I don't care about your quarrel. Anyway, I am a cavalry here. Your Majesty has promised us the old rule of counting each head!"
"The war is about to begin. Please don't snatch our heads...Also, give me some of the extra lime and saltpeter in your camp. The severed heads must be disposed of later, otherwise they will stink and we will not be able to send them to the Ministry of War for credit." !”
"When it comes to dealing with human heads, the wild warriors over at Fuso are better at it. After decapitating the head and recording the merits, the head will be brushed clean and evenly distributed with salt and lime. It won't be bad for half a month..."
"Put up a tower of heads, that's beautiful!"
"Haha...it's still fun to fight in the White Mountains and Black Waters. I haven't had a happy battle since I entered the customs!"
These words were filled with the smell of blood from the inside out. Bai Min gave a military salute to Xiao'er with a straight face, "Don't neglect the supplies you want. I will take stock of them and send them to you later..."
"But I have one more thing to ask for... Nastu's defense area is right next to you. If Nastu is impulsive, please ask General Xiao'er to persuade him!"
Xiao'er took a deep breath of cigarette and looked at the camp, which was lit up like stars. "Persuade? Haha... I'm afraid I can't persuade you! But if there is any change, I will notify you in time!" After saying that, Xiao'er jumped on his horse and walked towards He galloped away from his camp.
Along the way, countless voices of corresponding passwords rang out in the darkness. When they heard that General Xiaoer's password was correct, the light and dark checkpoints gave way one after another.
Bai Zhan also sighed, "Mongolian men, wild Jurchens... they are all good at fighting! It's just that they are too impulsive and wild..."
Bai Min also sighed and said, "Sir Fu Qing, please hurry up with your reinforcements! It is indeed difficult for us, more than 30,000 people, to defend. Please hurry up!"
