Seven days have passed, and Meng Chang was finally freed from that painful experience. The general who thought he would be eager to find him seemed to not remember him at all.
The army set off again and continued to march to Fengyang to clear out the Jing people. However, this time, everyone learned the lesson and no longer broke into pieces to fight individually. Instead, they organized battalions into units, with every three battalions forming an arrow shape. Advance slowly.
Strengthen the walls and clear the country, killing all Jingren in sight.
The Jing people are worthy of the title of "Goblin". In successive major and small battles, at least more than 300,000 people have been killed. However, the closer they get to Fengyang, the higher the density of the Jing people. This also made the princes and captains of the army feel a lot heavier.
This time the expedition could only go as far as Fengyang, and further on, it would reach Beihai. Beihai was Yuan Futong's fiefdom. Although he was also a prince, the place was closed to the outside world. Even Chonghou Hu was unwilling to deal with Yuan Futong unless necessary.
Therefore, Fengyang was the place where the decisive battle with Jingren took place, and Jingren would not easily enter Beihai.
In addition to Yuan Futong, Beihai also has... more dangers.
Fengyang City was already empty, and the Jingren's camp was as far as the eye could see by the Danshui River. The three stone bridges that could cross the Danshui River were not destroyed by the Jingren, as if they were trying to lure the army to cross the bridge. A war of attrition.
As for crossing by raft, it is unrealistic. It is impossible for the Chongcheng Army, which does not have the numerical advantage, to do so. The loss will only be greater than crossing the bridge.
"This King Jingren is very crazy." Meng Chang couldn't help but say. The reason why Shi Qiao was left here was to carry out the war to the end.
Next to him was Tantai Yu, the commander-in-chief of the school who had favored him recently. Tantai Yu wiped the more refined copper sword and rubbed his brows: "King Jingren, I have never heard that Jingren can have a king. If he fights us in the plains, the outcome is still uncertain. But in this situation, if we continue to move forward, the losses will be very heavy."
Tantaiyu never thought that they would lose. He considered the issue of gains and losses. This army was not an ordinary army of servants, and the leader was not the Chonghou who oppressed Northern Xinjiang. Naturally, there would be more different voices.
Tantai said that the discussion did not shy away from Meng Chang. They didn't care. They were all the descendants of the major princes. There was no need to fight with a group of humble Jing people for the so-called face. As long as they could go home, everyone would be happy. It takes more than ten years to become a figure of a prince.
Therefore, the entire military morale and public opinion have long become a meaningless war due to the spread of the propaganda by thoughtful people.
In previous years, the princes fought in a melee, and the winner took all, winning land, people, and even gold and silver.
But what does Jingren have? Is it possible to eat these humanoid creatures? That's what slaves do when they want to survive. They are the sons of nobles, and even ordinary people cannot tolerate this. Jingren, apart from military merit, has no money or water at all.
What they said was useless. The general was Chong Yingluan. If Chong Yingluan didn't tell him about the withdrawal, no one could leave.
Withdrawal and desertion are two concepts.
"Your reputation has been booming recently, Chongcheng Crazy Armor, what a great name. If it weren't for the military ban on cross-fertilization, your camp would have been overrun by them."
"Well, the news has spread throughout the army, and I am very distressed too."
Meng Chang touched his face, and it was all oily. It had been two months since the expedition, and he rarely washed his face, let alone taking a shower. The last time he was covered in blood, he washed it once. It's been over a week.
Modern people's mysophobia is at work again.
If you take something, you must give it first. The name of this crazy armor is very fatal.
Those who are good at fighting have no illustrious reputation. The sooner they become famous, the sooner they will die.
The more people create momentum for him for no reason, the more uneasy he feels.
While the two were chatting, a general's guard came over, greeted Tantai Yu and said: "Pass the general's order. Meng Changchang, a soldier of the Tantai camp of the main division of the Chinese army, is in front of the tent to listen to the order."
Tantai Yu threw down the linen cloth in frustration, stuck the copper sword in the soil, and sighed.
"I knew that if he could withdraw from the army, his name would not be Chong Yingluan."
"I admire you very much, Mengchang."
"I am the eldest son of Uncle Tantai, the future Uncle Tantai. I am also Ying Luan's best friend. I have been observing you these days. You are very knowledgeable, Crazy Armor? It's just a title for a reckless man. You You are a truly capable person. A man’s ability should not only be force. I hope you can live well."
After saying that, Tantaiyu patted Mengchang on the shoulder and returned to the camp without looking back.
Mengchang was also suffering in his heart. He knew that behind all the fame, there must be a price for him.
He had no choice and no one asked his opinion.
It has always been like this, working and going to work is like this, and it seems that it is still the same after traveling to this era.
Secretly clenching his fists, Meng Chang didn't say anything. Let's go and talk later. He also wanted to know what the young general was going to say when he came to him.
After entering the camp, Chong Yingluan glanced at Meng Chang and didn't rush to speak. He just kept thinking in front of a map that Meng Chang couldn't understand at all.
Time passed little by little, and Meng Chang was also a little bit dissatisfied. The maker of this map was just like Wang Qinian, who was very skilled in craftsmanship. Can anyone really understand this?
"In the past few days, I have taken people to walk along Danshui. Danshui will have shoals in four places." Chong Yingluan pointed to a place with obvious rivers on the map and found four places that were narrower than normal rivers. , and drew two x's with charcoal in two places.
"I have tried wading in these two places, but the sediment is too deep to cross the river. The remaining two places are far apart, one is upstream of the stone bridge, and the other is downstream of the stone bridge."
"I heard Tantai mention it several times that you have strategic ideas. If it were you, what would you choose?"
Meng Chang was a little bit tongue-tied, you ask me? You shouldn't ask a staff member or hold a few meetings with a few backbone captains to discuss this kind of thing. You ask me such a small soldier?
However, he also heard that Chong Yingluan was the main war sect. Unlike Zhuhe, the princes' sons of the Tantai and Mei families, Chong Yingluan was the second son and not the best successor in legal terms.
But Tantai was a cold-blooded person, and he never hesitated to talk to him.
The etiquette and laws of the Shang and Zhou dynasties were completely different. In theory, the inheritance law with orderly hierarchy of elders and younger ones should have become popular after the Duke of Zhou established the Zhou Rites.
Now, although most princes and families will follow the primogeniture system, it is not absolute.
For example, the future King Zhou of Shang will not be the eldest son. His father, the current King of Shang Emperor Yi, will directly pass the throne to his second son Yin Shou in the future.
Chong Yingbiao also sent Chao Ge as a pledge. Everyone felt that Chong Yingluan was the next Lord of Chong City, and he shouldn't be so radical.
"Perhaps, we can not cross the river?" Mengchang tentatively proposed, but Chong Yingluan obviously didn't buy it and just looked at him coldly.
After being silent for a long time, Meng Chang felt helpless.
"General, there are at least 400,000 to 500,000 people in Jing on the other side of the river. If our army crosses the river, it will be attacked halfway. If we don't cross the river, we can wait for work. Fengyang City will be broken early, and eating and drinking for hundreds of thousands of people will be a problem in itself. , defend the ferry, and the Jing people on the other side will be defeated without attacking. Why do we have to cross the river?"
In my impression, the monarch who abided by etiquette and laws was defeated by someone who was half-crossed, thus laying the foundation for future tactics that would never tire of deceit.
Chong Yingluan nodded: "I thought the same way at first, and I also prepared in this way. I would stick to the Danshui River and then ask for help from Chongcheng. If Jingren can't cross the river, there are only two options."
"Either continue north to Beihai, or break into pieces and forcefully cross Danshui."
"The former has naturally diverted our crisis. I'm not afraid of what the other side of Beihai will say. They are not afraid of cold weather there. Jingren went there just to deliver food rations. But the latter is very harmful. As long as King Jingren dies, this time the crackdown is over. There will be another war in northern Xinjiang in the next three to five years."
Chong Yingluan said seriously. Of course, he had other concerns in his heart, but it was not convenient for him to say these words to Meng Chang.
"I know, everyone thinks I'm stubborn because I'm trying to get a chance."
"It doesn't matter to me what heir is, or the dignity and perseverance of a famous general. What I want is to kill all crises and their sources directly. I want Northern Xinjiang to never be in danger again."
Mengchang couldn't help but glance at Chong Yingluan. This powerful speech was indeed very well-structured. It made him have a big change in his view of the young marshal. The result was the same, but the starting point and process were equally important. This is a man with a vision.
Sure enough, with careful training from a famous family, it is unlikely that someone will become a fool.
"So, I need your help." Chong Yingluan pointed at the map, "I will organize two surprise troops to land secretly from two shoals and build two bridgeheads. As long as we hold on until the army crosses the river and forms a unit, I will be able to defeat Jing. People gathered around the Danshui River."
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"So? Is this the reason why you spread the news about Crazy Armor in the army these days?" Meng Chang was still nodding, but now he realized. He had just praised you for your plan. If you follow your plan, you will send me to death. ?
It was a last-ditch battle. He was not Han Xin. Even if the two thousand people who crossed the river survived in the end, how many would be left?
He hasn't figured out the blood sacrifice thing yet, but no matter how you think about it, this skill won't turn him into a perpetual motion machine. Even if hundreds of thousands of pigs rush over and hit the knife edge, he won't be able to withstand it!
Jingren are not really cattle and sheep. Even if cattle and sheep really want to attack humans in groups, they are not completely indestructible.
Not to mention, these people are like monkeys, with bows, arrows and swords in their hands.
Chong Yingluan bowed, as if a future prince of Yan Kingdom would invite Jing Ke.
"You are just a soldier. If you want to lead an army, you naturally need fame. If you succeed this time, you should be the first to achieve success. I will fight for you."
Looking at Meng Chang who looked uncomfortable, Chong Yingluan also knew that his request was demanding and embarrassing. No matter how great the credit was, it would only be rewarded with a life, so he had to mention it again.
"This is not just for Northern Xinjiang, brother Mengchang, think about the fertility of Jingren, and then think about the appeal of King Jingren. This is for the future of the human race."
After saying this, he took his body and bowed.
How could Mengchang dare to accept his worship? He hurriedly stepped forward to support him.
With just this support, he knew that he might not be able to get out of the car.
I hate moral kidnapping the most in my life, but what Chong Yingluan said is indeed reasonable.
Either take advantage of the opportunity of Jingren's gathering to kill all these "goblins", or destroy King Jingren. Otherwise, as time goes by, these rat-like Jingren will really cause big problems.
Forget about the war between Shang and Zhou. In the future, history may really be the Warhammer world.
He is taking a risk. Chong Yingluan is taking a risk with his own future. You must know that no matter whether he wins or loses this time, many princes in this army will be lost in the battle.
Not to mention inheriting the title, whether he can survive or not is a question.
'Alas, there are only a few records in the history books, but we never know how much loyalty our ancestors paid in order to defend the land and expand the territory. '
'By the way, who exactly is Jingren? This isn't Fengshenbang or Shangzhou. This is the movie version of "The Great Wall" from the late Shang Dynasty. What kind of script was written by a ninth-rate screenwriter? '
