Everyone looked towards Yang Yun. He was the military advisor and represented the little saint.
Yang Yun nodded, came to the wall, pointed at the map with his right hand and analyzed it eloquently.
"In front of Dingjun Mountain is Xi County, behind it is the Yangjia River, and in front of Xi County is the Han River." He put his palm on Dingjun Mountain and said, "If the Hu people want to attack, this is the place."
Yang Yun pointed his finger at the area near Dangkou Temple: "The security team has built Hetan Pass (Caojiakan), Miaogou Heguan, Dangkou Temple Solitary Peak and Yuanshanzi Pass defensive positions here."
"If the Hanzhong Prefecture copycats want to attack Xi County, they must first capture these three places. These are the focus of the Hu people's attack." Yang Yun glanced at everyone and said: "These three places are the focus of Dingjun Mountain's defense. Of course, Yuanshan Village , Qianhu Cliff, Yuanzi Mountain and other later passes should be considered appropriately."
Having said this, he suddenly looked at Feng Yongcheng and asked: "Yongsheng, among these three points, which one is the most likely for the Hu people to attack? How should we defend against it?"
"What, you should ask the general to say this in this situation?" Feng Yongcheng never expected that this senior brother would have to do an assessment. "The general only defends Hetan Pass, and I haven't considered anything else."
"Yes, now you are defending in Dingjun Mountain. As long as one position is breached, the entire Dingjun Mountain position will also be breached, so you must take everything into consideration." Yang Yun did not let him go because he was just a commander of a position.
Zhang Hong and Xi Xing glanced at each other and couldn't help but smile bitterly. They both thought: "You, senior fellow apprentice, take too much care of your own fellow apprentice."
They didn't know much about military affairs and the art of war, and thought that Yang Yun gave Feng Yongcheng a chance to show his face.
"When this Yongsheng came to the base camp, he only thought about his own one-third of an acre." Cao Ke and Zhao Yun looked at each other and thought together, "If you don't have an awareness of the overall situation, you will suffer a big loss."
The two are commanders, and they analyze it from the perspective of war.
Feng Yongcheng looked at his senior brother Yang Yun, but he didn't expect that this senior brother would make things difficult for him.
"This, this, this,..." He originally wanted to refuse, but Yang Yun was not only his senior brother, but also his boss.
It can be said that he couldn't refuse in any aspect. He felt so wronged that he was eaten to death by his senior brother.
But Yang Yun didn't let him go without his humiliation, and kept staring at him.
He glanced at the guard and said, "Give General Feng and Chief Tan a cup of tea to calm down."
The first sentence of Yang Yun was directed at Feng Yongcheng and Tan Xing, and the latter sentence was specifically directed at Feng Yongcheng.
After taking the tea from the guard, Feng Yongcheng said thank you to Tan Xing. This was Zhao Ping's request for the soldiers.
The security corps and the Sichuan-protecting army cannot have vulgar warriors, only Confucian generals and Confucian soldiers.
Tea has been served to him and he enjoys the treatment. He cannot refuse this question.
Sitting next to the desk, drinking tea and staring at the map.
"Of these three places, Hetan Pass is the most conducive to the Hu's attack, followed by Miaogou River, and Dangkou Temple is the most difficult." Feng Yongcheng thought for a while and expressed his opinion.
The entire security team fell into deep thought while watching Feng Yongcheng's analysis.
"The terrain of Hetan Pass is flat, and the city wall at the pass is one mile wide, which is suitable for large-scale attacks by Hu infantry; the Miaogou River is narrow, but the water is shallow, which is suitable for Hu cavalry attacks." Feng Yongcheng elaborated.
"Tens of thousands of villagers at Dangkou Temple Pass have been wiped out. Although they have lingering fears, they still dare not attack on a large scale." Feng Yongcheng glanced at everyone and said with confidence, "The current strength of Zigong (Zhou Jixun) can still cope with it for the time being. .”
Yang Yun took a look at Feng Yongcheng and said: "Yongsheng agrees with the reasoning of Hetan Pass and Miaogou River, but the situation at Dangkou Temple Pass is questionable."
Not only Feng Yongcheng was puzzled by this, but Zhang Hong and Xi Xing were also shocked.
Cao Ke and Zhao Yun looked at each other and fell into deep thought.
"The art of war pays attention to the virtual and the real, the true and the false." Yang Yun looked at everyone present.
Everyone nodded, this cannot be denied.
"In order to attack the Dangkou Temple Pass, the copycat people came out and said they were afraid of being beaten." Yang Yun continued, "But when the copycat people's military advisors were formulating an attack plan, they went in the opposite direction and made the Dangkou Temple Pass one of the key points of the attack. focus."
The teacup in Feng Yongcheng's hand shook, and the tea overflowed from the teacup, but he couldn't care less.
He stared at the Dangkou Temple Pass carefully and said intently: "Why are the villagers still brave enough to attack here if they are already frightened?"
"Of course there is a reason, there are three o'clock in total," Yang Yun motioned for Feng Yongcheng to sit down.
"First, the Shanzhai people have sufficient troops this time. They have a total of 30,000 troops to attack the Miaogou River and Dangkou Temple Pass, and they are controlled by a 30,000-strong captain." Yang Yun glanced at the people present and talked in detail.
Feng Yongcheng couldn't help frowning and asked in confusion: "The villagers only have 30,000 captains. When did they actually have 30,000 captains?"
Yang Yun was not angry with him for interrupting, and explained: "The captain of the 30,000 men was recently promoted to an official position. He was still an old rival of the security group, Hadleji. The villagers asked him to be the commander of the 30,000 men because he was the most important person here. familiar."
"The Hu people really thought highly of Miaogou River and Dangkou Temple Gufeng Pass, and they actually sent 30,000 troops out." When Feng Yongcheng and Tan Xing heard this for the first time, they couldn't help but gasp.
Yang Yun waited for Feng Yongcheng to finish and continued his analysis: "Secondly, although the Miaogou River is suitable for cavalry charges, the terrain is narrow and not suitable for large-scale attacks. Moreover, the copycats lost a lot of money here last time, and the cavalry suffered thousands of casualties."
Feng Yongcheng and Tan Xing looked at the map carefully and found a subtle relationship between the three places. Hetan Pass is the widest, Miaogou River is the narrowest, and Dangkou Temple Pass is in between.
"Thirdly, although there is a certain slope at the Gufeng Pass of Dangkou Temple, it is suitable for a large-scale attack by the cottagers. The barbarians are just waiting for the security team to relax and attack suddenly!"
Having said this, Yang Yun waved his hand fiercely, making a chopping motion.
Feng Yongcheng thought for a while and expressed his opinion: "The military advisor is right, but the people in the village are good at using force, so I'm afraid they don't have this opinion."
"Yes, the copycats didn't have this idea," Yang Yun did not deny Feng Yongcheng's statement, "but it was a Han military advisor who made this plan, and he was familiar with military books."
"The military advisor is really powerful, and he knows all about the Hu people's wars." Feng Yongcheng admired Yang Yun so much that he couldn't help but bow his hand.
While returning the gift, Yang Yun said sheepishly: "This is arranged by the little saint, and I cannot help it."
After hearing Yang Yun's analysis, Feng Yongcheng no longer dared to fight for the Tiger Crouching Cannon for himself.
"The Tiger Crouching Cannon is assigned, and the general will obey the arrangement." He stood up and bowed solemnly to Yang Yun, Xi Xing, Zhang Hong and others.
"The front of the Wangjiahe city wall in Wuhou Town is very wide and the terrain is flat. It is more suitable for tens of thousands of barbarians to attack at the same time. It is also a key point in defending Yangping." Yang Yun nodded happily and suddenly changed the topic, "This is more important."
Zhao Yun looked at Cao Ke and said to Yang Yun: "I agree with the military advisor's analysis. The terrain of Wuhou Town is flat and it is the focus of protection."
Cao Ke is a humble gentleman and often helps Zhao Yun speak for the security team.
The Sichuan Protecting Army and the Security Group are both soldiers and horses of Zhao Ping, and there is actually a competitive relationship between the two.
But Cao Ke didn't care about this. Instead, he often helped the security team put in good words during discussions.
Since the Sichuan Army protects the face of the security group at all times, the security group will naturally reciprocate the favor, otherwise it would be rude to not reciprocate.
Zhao Yun found that when he said this, Cao Ke still looked at him gratefully.
After sizing up Zhao Yun, Yang Yun nodded and said to Xi Xing and Zhang Hong: "There are a total of twenty Tiger Crouching Cannons. I would like to suggest that the Sichuan Guard Army has twelve and the Security Group has eight."
Xi Xing and Zhang Hong looked at each other, bowed their hands together, and said solemnly: "I obey."
Although Yang Yun speaks politely, he is a military advisor.
He spoke on behalf of the little saint. Strictly speaking, the two of them were his subordinates, so they were naturally able to obey his orders.
Feng Yongcheng looked at the three squatting tiger cannons on the three war horses and couldn't help laughing.
He asked for two, but he didn't expect to get three.
He was very grateful to the little saint in his heart. This master was too proud.
Because of the little saint, the commander supported him, the chief secretary supported him, and the military advisor also supported him.
But he knew that with great power comes great responsibility.
The commander-in-chief and the military advisor trust him so much that if there is even the slightest mistake, he will never be spared.
Compared with the elated Feng Yongcheng, Zhou Jixun was worried to death.
In the entire Dangkou Temple position, they got the only two squatting tiger cannons.
Yuanshanzi, Dangkou Temple and Guankou are not important, all of them are important.
Looking at the green eyes of Feng Anyong, Yu Jingming, Zhou Yong, and Xiong Zezhong, Zhou Jixun shook his head.
He finally pointed to the pass on the map and said, "The pass cannot be missed. It is the gate to Xi County. There must be no mistake."
"Thank you, General Zhou." Yu Jingming was the chief clerk of the pass position. He couldn't help but be overjoyed. He bowed his hand to Zhou Jixun. In the disappointed eyes of others, he couldn't wait to resist the tiger crouching cannon and left.
"The lonely peak of Dangkou Temple hangs outside Dingjun Mountain, and it is guarding the pass and Hetan Pass. There should be tiger squatting cannons." As soon as Zhou Jixun said this, Zhou Yongyong, who was stationed at Dangkou Temple, couldn't help but be overjoyed.
"It's better to be taken care of by the clan." Zhou Yong thought as he saluted Zhou Jixun.
Under the envious eyes of Feng Anyong and Xiong Zezhong, Zhou Yong used both hands to lift the legendary shadowless cannon on his shoulders.
The reason why it is also called the Shadowless Cannon is that no trace of the cannon was found after the villagers were shelled.
So the security team and the officers and soldiers of the Sichuan Protecting Army simply gave it a nickname, what a magical shadowless cannon.
While they were calling the Shadowless Cannon, they felt that this name was more magical, more majestic, and grander than the original Tiger Crouching Cannon.
"Master Chief, this Shadowless Cannon is too heavy. Let me carry it for you." Yu Shun's soldier wanted to come over to have some fun, but he pushed him away with one hand.
"This is very heavy and I have to resist walking it myself." Yu Jingming explained.
His personal soldiers trotted behind him while shouting: "This shadowless cannon only weighs more than thirty pounds. How can it not resist walking? Why is it so heavy?"
But he couldn't say these words, he could only bury them in his heart, envious as he watched his chief clerk resist this shadowless weapon that the barbarians called him.
"I can still enjoy myself before I get past the position." Thinking of this, the shrewd soldier Yu suddenly felt balanced.
The so-called personal soldiers are our own people. If our own people cannot be trusted, who else can be trusted?
Sure enough, when they arrived at the pass position, Yu Jingming called his soldiers over.
Miaogou River battlefield.
The black smoke of the Miaogou River formed one wall after another, which was quickly blown away by the river wind, but soon formed another wall of smoke.
There are now rows of returning cannons on both sides of the Miaogou River, and in the middle is a carriage copying the cyclone cannon.
The Huihui cannon throws giant imitation thunderbolts from a distance, and the carriage sprays imitation thunderbolts while running.
I saw the flames of the small bridge flashing and black smoke rising.
A hundred steps away from the bridge, there stood two barbarian captains and other figures.
Nirpo was the captain who returned the artillery. He stared at the small bridge over the Miaogou River.
He said to Deputy Commander Grohl: "The warriors' firing is becoming more and more accurate."
"It seems that the small bridge fire keeps appearing, and the table array keeps being blown up. I wonder how many table arrays they have left?" Groor squinted his eyes for a while and shouted in joy.
Nilbo looked at the carriages that kept speeding past them and nodded: "The Nanman is in a difficult position this time. They have to block the carriages with all their strength and bear the wrath of the returning artillery fire."
"The table array was blown up again. It seems that the Nanman is going to be finished this time." Groor clenched his hands into fists and waved fiercely.
Nirpo shouted to the barbarians who were pulling the rope hard: "Warriors, if you try harder, this small bridge will be attacked."
"Strengthen and build this small bridge." All the barbarians were ecstatic, pulling the rope together and throwing the giant cottage towards the small bridge with thunderous thunder.
"Boom, boom, boom." The fire on the small bridge flashed twice, and another wall of smoke rose.
