"Tubo is just like loose sand, right?"
Zhao Ping swept his eyes in front of everyone and asked calmly.
Zhang Si bowed his hands, thought for a moment, frowned and asked: "Little saint, although Tubo is just like scattered sand, this time the Dharma King Jialuo has kneaded them together."
Zhao Ping looked at the others and saw that they all said yes.
"Is this Dharma King Zanpu?" Zhao Ping drank tea calmly and did not answer his question, but asked lightly.
Zhang Si nodded in agreement, but immediately retorted: "Although Jialuo is not Zampu, he is also a Dharma King."
"He is indeed a Dharma King, but he is just a Dharma King. The reason why there is a Zanpu in Qingtang now shows that other people are not convinced by him at all, even if he is a nominal Zanpu or a puppet. There is only this Zanpu Only then can you gain the respect of others." Zhao Ping's tone remained as calm as ever.
At this time, Yang Yun stepped forward, bowed his hands, and expressed his thoughts: "Little saint, although Tubo was just a scattered sand in the past, Jia Luo has called them together this time, and there is a phenomenon of cohesion."
"That is, they are all under pressure from Zhaojiazhuang and have to huddle together to keep warm." Zhang Si also bowed his hands and raised the questions in his heart.
Zhao Ping said to Cuizhu, go grab a handful of sand.
Cuizhu didn't understand why Zhao Ping was like this, so she made a promise and immediately filled a bowl with sand and placed it in front of Zhao Ping.
Zhao Ping smiled lightly and said to Zhang Si: "Nianzhi, grab the sand with your right hand and squeeze it tightly."
Zhang Si didn't understand why Zhao Ping wanted to squeeze the sand, so he had to squeeze it hard.
"What did you find?" Zhao Ping glanced at everyone's faces and asked with a smile.
Yang Yun scratched his head, looked at it repeatedly, and shook his head: "I found nothing."
"I feel like it's still sand." Zhang Si couldn't help but pinch it, feeling sand leaking out from between his fingers, and nodded in sympathy.
Yan Guo watched as sand continued to leak out of Zhang Si's hand, as if he understood something.
He suddenly realized, bowed his hands to Zhao Ping and asked: "Little saint, what you mean is that loose sand is loose sand, no matter how tight you squeeze it, it is still loose sand."
"Correct answer." As expected, Jiang was very old. Zhao Ping gave Yan Guo an appreciative look, "No matter how clever Jialuo's methods are, he is still a mess."
Zhao Ping thought in his heart that only those like him could turn sand into glass and turn it into sharp weapons.
"I'm telling you, little sage, I think Jia Luo should not be underestimated. It's good that he can bring these people together." Yan Guo heard Zhao Ping's performance, not only was he not flattered, but he persuaded him seriously.
"Jialuo is really good." Zhao Ping admired Yan Guo very much and remained calm under such circumstances.
Zhao Ping then changed the topic: "However, Jialuo's ability only goes so far."
"Please let me know, little sage." Yan Guo bowed his hands again and humbly asked for advice.
Zhao Ping said calmly: "What does it mean to be scattered? They are all doing their own thing. Even if Jialuo calls them together, can he order them to be the first to charge and attack the city?"
"This, this." Yan Guo thought for a while, and finally nodded helplessly, "He can't order them."
"Yes, he can't order them. He is just like the overlords in the Spring and Autumn Period and the Warring States Period. He has no power to order them, let alone integrate the power of other people." Zhao Ping smiled coldly and said disdainfully, "Not only that, he We must take the lead, let our subordinates take the lead, and set an example.”
"Indeed, as a leader, he must take the lead." Yang Yun thought for a while and asked with some confusion: "But if you do this, aren't you afraid of killing all his troops?"
"Fight everything, you think Jialuo is too noble. He will never do this. He will fight for 30% at most, and he must ensure that his strength does not suffer a big loss, otherwise his Dharma King and Right Prime Minister , Samana Bo Chan’s position is not guaranteed.” Zhao Ping hit the nail on the head with a cold smile.
Yang Yun felt incredible: "Jia Luo would do this?"
"He must do this. He will definitely attack, but he will not invest all his troops." Zhao Ping answered with absolute certainty.
"Indeed, loose sand is loose sand, no matter how tight it is, it is still loose sand." Zhang Si nodded and agreed with Zhao Ping's statement: "Although he must be the first to attack, he has an appropriate amount of troops. But in this way, with Jialuo Take the lead, and others will naturally follow him to pick up the samples.”
Yang Yun was still worried: "Although they invested 30% and had 30,000 soldiers and horses, the security regiment only had 2,000 soldiers and horses in Tubo. How could they compete with the Tibetan coalition forces?"
"Who said that Zhaojiazhuang only has two thousand soldiers and horses?" Zhao Ping directly denied Yang Yun's worries, "Zhaojiazhuang has more soldiers and horses than Tibet."
"There are indeed ten thousand surrendered soldiers in Zhaojiazhuang, but at this critical moment, can we guarantee that they will not mutiny?" Yang Yun frowned deeply and asked, looking at the map on Zhao Ping's case.
"In fact, in addition to the security group, Zhaojiazhuang also has four soldiers and horses." Zhao Ping did not answer his question and continued to speak according to his own ideas.
Yang Yun was even more stunned, his eyes widened with a look of complete disbelief: "Where can there be four soldiers and horses in Zhaojiazhuang?"
"First, Tan Xing is recruiting troops everywhere in Tubo, and the number is about a thousand." When Zhao Ping said this, he looked at Zhong Hua with a half-smile.
Zhong Hua had no choice but to bow his hand in return, shook his head and smiled bitterly: "After Tan Xing was promoted to battalion leader, he did recruit troops in Tubo, but most of them were craftsmen, and some were even businessmen. They are okay as craftsmen, but they are really not good at fighting."
"It's not enough to fight. Tan Xing was originally the camp leader of the security group and a master in leading troops. Why did he forget his old skills when he arrived in Tubo?" Zhao Ping looked at Zhonghua, his expression still half-smiling.
The implication of his words is, do you want to preserve your strength now?
Zhong Hua blushed and bowed his hands: "Let me tell you, little saint, they did train for a few days, but they have never been on the battlefield and they really don't know how to fight."
"Actually, we don't need to charge, but let them stay high and defend the city." Zhao Ping knew that these detailed operations were used to detect intelligence, and the training purpose was mainly self-defense, so he lowered the requirements.
Zhong Hua thought for a while and said solemnly: "Little saint, they have indeed never been on the battlefield. They can barely defend the city, but they need someone to lead them, otherwise mutiny will easily occur."
"Of course." After Zhao Ping persuaded Zhong Hua, he did not continue to bother about this issue. "Secondly, there are also 500 guards in the Supervisory Palace. Although the number is not large, they train regularly and their combat power is still being refined. above."
"There are indeed two soldiers and horses. Although the number is small and the horses are not strong, we will always win." Yang Yun bowed his hands and asked with a wry smile, "Where is another soldier and horse?"
"If the two soldiers and horses just now are not good, the other one is really powerful." Zhao Ping said calmly while drinking tea.
Yang Yun shook his head and had to remind Zhao Ping: "Those soldiers surrendered by Tubo are indeed powerful, but they have not yet completely returned home."
"They are not Geji's soldiers, but soldiers and horses composed of Chaba. They may not have been trained, but their will to fight is definitely better than the other three." Zhao Ping finally revealed another trump card at this time.
Yang Yun couldn't help but smile bitterly, and bowed his hands: "Little saint, Chaba is about the same as a peasant in the Song Dynasty, and he has no training, so he has great fighting power."
He is the military director of Zhaojiazhuang, equivalent to the Minister of War in the Song Dynasty, so he naturally has to take all disadvantages into consideration.
"Tubo has sent more than 30,000 people, and the total number of six or seven thousand people drawn out is not large." Zhao Ping said here, and suddenly said decisively: "They have the highest fighting will, why is this? They have already regarded Zhaojiazhuang as their home. If Zhaojiazhuang in Qingtang is no longer there, they will inevitably return to their previous poor life. If they lived a hellish life before, it is not difficult to live like a paradise in Zhaojiazhuang now, and they will definitely defend Zhaojiazhuang with their lives. Therefore, in terms of fighting will, they are definitely the highest and can even fight to the last person." When Zhao Ping said the last words, his voice was unknowingly full of touching emotion.
As soon as Zhao Ping finished speaking, Yan Guo immediately followed up: "What the little sage said is indeed reasonable. These Tibetan chaplains have now regarded the little sage as Manjushri Bodhisattva, and they have also regarded Zhaojiazhuang in Tubo as their happy home. Now they have gone there My master wants to destroy this happy home, and the first one who doesn’t agree is this group of bad guys.”
"Exactly, since these Tubo believers have believed in the little saint, they will definitely fight for the little saint to the last drop of blood." Zhang Si immediately reacted and bowed to Zhao Ping, "Congratulations to the little saint for gaining another seven thousand soldiers."
Yang Yun finally understood at this time and hurriedly came up to congratulate him.
"Xingkong, you have repeatedly mentioned that 10,000 soldiers will be reduced to death, which is indeed a hidden danger, but it is not without solutions." Zhao Ping looked at Yang Yun and said calmly.
Yang Yun couldn't help but be overjoyed. The ten thousand Tubo soldiers he was most worried about surrendered, so he bowed his hands and asked, "Please give me some advice, little sage."
"Although these 10,000 Tubo surrendered soldiers belong to the dead brothers and sisters, don't they have any contact with the 30,000 believers? Maybe some of the surrendered soldiers are relatives of the believers. Have you ever thought about this?" Zhao Ping nodded. Smiling slightly, he reminded Yang Yun.
"Thank you, little saint. I understand." Yang Yun's tense expression finally relaxed, "After listening to the little saint's analysis, I feel relieved."
"The Supervisory Office can also announce some policies, that is, the land issue. This can stimulate the ambition of surrendering the soldiers." Zhao Ping thought for a while and pointed out another method, "But this must have a prerequisite, which is to win a big victory and completely win the battle." Only by achieving a great victory at the end can we achieve this.”
Yang Yun nodded: "Since then, these surrendered soldiers at least still have hope in their hearts, which is still very beneficial to improving morale."
"We must strategically despise the enemy, but every detail of the tactics must be taken into consideration." Zhao Ping shook his head and said earnestly, "Only by using our best efforts and preparing for the worst can we make ourselves invincible."
"Based on that, Zhaojiazhuang still has the possibility of failure in Tubo." Yang Yun's originally relaxed expression suddenly became tense again.
"There is no absolute victory in the world, and there is no absolute defeat. Through analysis, you originally thought that failure accounted for 70%, but now it is victory that accounts for 70%. Although victory accounts for 70%, there is still a possibility of failure, so there can be no trace of it. If you are slack, you must be careful and consider all aspects in order to win the final victory." Zhao Ping was afraid that Yang Yun would become slack or even proud, so he hurriedly continued to remind him.
Yang Yun nodded, deeply convinced, and asked for advice again cautiously and humbly: "Excuse me, little saint, how can we win this battle successfully?"
"The key is that in the first big battle, especially the battle with Jia Luo, he must be beaten painfully and wake up. More importantly, he must improve the morale of his side and let the believers see the hope of victory for the soldiers. Otherwise, other Everything is passive, and there is no need to even talk about it." Zhao Ping said this and said to Yang Yun.
Everyone nodded heavily when they heard this.
The first battle between Zhaojiazhuang and the Tibetan coalition forces, will they win or lose?
