"You mean he knew that these things would threaten the local people, but in order to prevent his men from being killed, he deliberately refused to send troops?"
Liu Guang spoke word by word, his eyes changing from indifference at the beginning to anger now.
The mood changed quickly. At this moment, both of them felt the murderous aura emanating from Liu Guang.
They had no doubt that the man in front of them wearing armor and holding a spear would kill the two of them in a rage, so the two of them hurriedly knelt down on one knee.
Finally opening his mouth to explain, Liu Guang helped the two of them up again.
"If the governor comes back and he is indeed convicted, will the two generals dare to testify against me?"
Liu Guang looked at the two of them calmly with his spear. When they looked at each other, they both saw a deep excitement and excitement hidden in each other's eyes.
In fact, they have long been dissatisfied with this governor. He should have done something but did nothing.
"If your Majesty is determined to eradicate these useless people! Even if I take off this armor, what will this title do!"
When the other person heard these words, although he seemed a little hesitant, he hurriedly followed suit.
Liu Guang saw that it was difficult to achieve his goal, so he patted the two of them on the shoulders again and said to them:
"Since this is the case, I must meet them properly. The two of you will work with me to boost the morale of our armed forces!"
When the two generals heard this, they were stunned for a moment: "The Huns are very aggressive. Your Majesty, it is better to hide from them and let me lead my soldiers to play chess with them for a while."
When Liu Guang heard this, he glanced at the two of them with sharp eyes, and then looked at the city with disdain.
"You want me to avoid their sharp edges?"
After saying this, the disdain in Liu Guang's eyes was particularly obvious.
"Bring me my sword as well! Avoid their sharp edges, and I will give them a good blow!"
There is no doubt about Liu Guang's words. Even if the two generals wanted to dissuade him, they still chose to hand over the long sword.
After all, they also have a desire to fight in their hearts.
Isn't it just sword to sword and gun to gun with the enemy? My soldiers in the Central Plains also have big horses to ride and are also well-trained. Why can't they compare to you, a ruthless man on the grassland?
It's just that in recent years, almost all generals on the border have chosen the strategy of defending the city.
There was no chance for them to rush out and fight the enemy head-on.
Although they are older now and some are greedy for power, if they can have the opportunity when they were young and energetic, how can they refuse?
Not every general is successful because of the care from above. There are always one or two streams of fresh air.
"I am willing to follow His Majesty to the death!"
"I would like to follow His Majesty!"
The two generals also expressed their stance one after another, and Liu Guang hung the sword directly on his waist and led the army directly towards the enemy.
At this moment, the Huns were re-planning their troops and preparing to focus their attack on the east gate.
"The prince regards the east as the most important place for people in the Central Plains. I think the east gate should be their most tightly defended place. Why do you have to choose this place to start?" Xu Dan waited until Yelu Shuwu had arranged everything, and he was a little confused I couldn't help but ask.
Yelu Shuwu smiled disapprovingly when he heard this.
"The people of the Central Plains have a saying, let them be strong as long as they are strong. I don't believe it. How can the people of the Central Plains defend us? Now that my father from Datong has led his people to plunder us, how can Xiaoyanzhou fight? Don’t you want to go?”
Xu Dan looked at the map and then at Yelv Shuwu, then he lowered his head and thought for a while: "Prince, have you ever thought about a question? Although our brothers are not afraid of death, our goal is to conquer the world. All income will be under the control of my Xiongnu clan.
"But aren't the lives of brothers also lives? Minimizing losses as much as possible, is this what we should do?"
Yelu Shu was stunned for a moment. He thought of ten thousand reasons for asking Xu to dissuade him, but he never thought that the descendant of the Central Plains people in front of him would directly take his brother's life. It shouldn't be like this, regardless of this. Come on.
This made his face look uncertain for a while, and the thoughts in his heart were also changing.
But fortunately, this is on the grassland. Otherwise, the prince would just find someone to blame for forced uterus, or some kind of conflict, as long as he can be punished by the death penalty law.
However, after all, the grassland has just changed, and his mind is still relatively simple. Even though the prince's face was full of unhappiness, after adjusting his mood for a while, he still smiled and said:
"This is wrong. My tribe has been in the grassland for thousands of years. Only the strong are worthy of our respect. Only the Kunlun God is worthy of our worship. Therefore, if we want the Central Plains people to surrender to us, we must use our strongest Hit their hardest chest with a big fist! This is the best way to make them surrender!
"I know that the people of the Central Plains often talk about the art of war and deceit, and they always like the fallacy of subduing the enemy without fighting. That's why rebels appear every year, because they do not use real force to conquer, so they are originally The prince has decided to fight this battle at the east gate!"
Xu Dan fell silent after hearing the prince's remarks.
He just sighed helplessly in his heart.
It is inevitable that the art of war is deceitful. Why is this prince so stubborn and ignorant?
Now is not the time to say whether he should continue to express his opinions, because no matter what he says, it will be useless.
The meaning expressed by Yelu Shuwu is very clear. This is the tradition of the Huns for thousands of years, and this is what a truly strong man should do.
No matter how many fewer people die or how quickly success can be achieved with the advice he gives, it is not about defeating the enemy head-on.
There was a vague helplessness in his heart.
These ethnic minorities are indeed stupid. They have gradually lost themselves in this grassland environment where the weak and the strong prey on them all year round.
To put it nicely, this is called their simplicity of nature, but to put it badly, this is stupidity!
Which of the decisive and decisive emperors in the Central Plains who could afford the Ming Dynasty did not face each other head-on? Then they killed everyone in the city!
What was the final result? In exchange, people all over the world rose up to attack!
Because they are angry, why should there be a massacre after you win a head-on battle?
Even if you don't engage in massacre, if you kill each other's soldiers one by one with ice versus ice, gun versus gun, it is equivalent to killing the backbone of every family.
Every family is torn apart because of your command. Why should they obey your arrangements?
Famous generals do not necessarily succeed. Just like every war Bai Qi fought, victory piled with heads is the most incompetent sign!
